The ancient immortal revived, and ten thousand foxes worshiped me as their teacher

Ding ding ding…

Ding ding ding…

An elk with a bell hanging from its neck pulls a sleigh, carrying Santa Claus, soaring in the sky of lantern eagles to the next chimney.

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Jingle Bell……

Jingle Bell……

General Office of Shangjing Immortal Committee.

Professor Hua Yuyue was sleeping on his desk with his clothes on, when he was suddenly woken up by a phone call.

He rubbed his eyes and picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hello? Professor Hua?

"Our intelligence department in the Dengying area discovered that the street security in Dengying has inexplicably improved dramatically recently!"

Has law and order improved?

Isn't that a good thing?

“The homeless people, beggars, gangsters, and gangs on the streets have all disappeared.”

ah?

Such a way to change things?

Hua Yuyue frowned.

The improvement in public security is only a superficial phenomenon.

A large number of people are missing, which is the underlying reason!

“...We are not sure whether this information is important or not.

“Dengying is a place where periodically, the streets suddenly become cleaner and the public security suddenly improves.

“But this time, their streets have become particularly clean and the public security has become particularly good!

"Also, considering the special holiday of Christmas Eve, the alert level is quite high..."

Professor Hua Yuyue nodded.

"Okay, I understand."

Then hung up the phone.

After hesitating for a while, he still held the mouse and made some operations to send warning messages to the relevant departments of the Immortal Committee!

…

In just a few seconds, from Xizhou to Beihai, from Chunshan to Nantian, all regions of Jiuzhou and immortal committees at all levels received warning messages.

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Xizhou northern suburbs base.

The office is brightly lit.

President Chen Shu stared at the computer screen, smacked his lips and frowned after reading this message.

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Xizhou University Xiancao Building.

Professor Zhang had just finished instilling eye drops to relieve dry eyes. When he lowered his head, he saw the latest warning message popping up on the computer screen, waiting for his confirmation.

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West University Family Courtyard.

There were no lights on inside the big house and it was pitch dark.

From the floor to the walls, from the door panels to the windows, to the ceiling, to the drains, and every gap in the house, they are covered with dense vines, separating the inside and outside of the house into two worlds.

Buzz…

Buzz…

On the desk, the phone vibrated and the screen lit up.

A red alert message pops up.

Then I saw white mist rising above the phone. A slender hand stretched out from the white mist, unlocked the screen with a fingerprint, and saw the message.

"Huh? What's the trick again?"

…

When the night is getting dark in Kyushu, the lantern hawk is still in the daytime.

In the temple made of pure white marble, the pillars are carved with little angels playing in the clouds.

Melodious music and singing came from the main hall in front.

Wang Yucan, who had just been wearing a jacket to preside over the sacrifice, had just finished bathing, washed away the blood, and had a rosy face.

Wearing a white silk robe, a brilliant crystal laurel wreath, and holding an exquisite white gold scepter, she walked out of the bathing room.

Behind her were four blond nuns.

This gives Wang Yucan a strange and dreamy feeling like playing cosplay.

Looking at my robe and the nun behind me, it even feels quite unreal.

Thinking about this temple again, in front is the main hall where believers pray and sing hymns, and in the back is the bloody slaughterhouse, and it feels even more absurd.

The yellow-haired boy who had been singing in the sacrificial ceremony just now was now wearing a solemn black robe, and his blond hair was combed back, looking shiny and smooth.

"Dear Her Majesty the Goddess, do you want to go to the main hall first to see our believers?

"Should we meet our distinguished guests first?"

Wang Yucan frowned and asked first.

“Give me blood, or blood, how to translate it?

"Circulation or breath of blood, is that right?"

…

In the warm room, the little blond boy was lying on the bed, sleeping soundly.

The Christmas stockings on the bedside were still empty.

Suddenly, he was shaken awake and saw Santa Claus wearing a red hat and a big white beard, with a kind and kind smile in his eyes.

"Circulation or breathe of blood?"

The little boy was dazed, rubbing his eyes, not quite understanding this sentence.

"Sorry...what are you doing..."

He saw Santa Claus's big red-gloved hands reaching into his pajamas to touch his heart.

…

In the temple's reception room, the large windows let in bright sunlight.

On the sofa, several middle-aged men with blond hair and blue eyes, wearing suits and excited faces, stood up to greet Wang Yucan who entered the room.

"Your Highness the Goddess!

“We learned Chinese specifically for you!

"I am Cruz from the Luo family."

"I am Prussen of the Chai family."

"I am Considine from the Church of the Torch Goddess."

Wang Yucan smiled awkwardly.

"Okay, pretty good."

These are all native forces from Lanternhawk.

This sacrifice consumed a lot of blood, and the prince's power in Dengying alone could not collect that much.

Therefore, the prince contacted the three local giants, Luo Shi, Chai Shi and the Torch Goddess Church, to jointly contribute and invest in this project.

Of course, since they have taken shares, they also have the right to share the profits.

At this time, after everyone exchanged greetings, they sat down one after another.

"Oh, let me wait together for the wonderful moment of harvest!"

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Ding ding ding…

Ding ding ding…

An elk with bells hanging from its neck, a sleigh pulled by the elk, and Santa Claus carried on the sleigh fly across the sky above the lantern eagle.

They all turned crimson red, filled with blood, and gradually blurred their outlines in the red steam, and then split into two parts like an illusion while flying!

Just like that, the two Santa Clauses drove their own elk sleighs and went in different directions.

…

“There is almost no king’s blood outside of Kyushu.

"Don't ask me why.

"I do not know why either.

"So those children chosen by Santa Claus will most likely only contribute blood, which will only give Santa Claus more abundant resources to copy himself and become more and more.

“However, those children who contribute their blood will become extremely weak.

"How many years they have to live happily in the future depends on their own luck. In this regard..."

Wang Yucan's tone was hesitant.

She was afraid of causing mass panic!

Panic will affect people's physical and mental health, and will make the entire society pathological.

And that is what she, the princes behind her, and the local giants of Dengying do not want to see.

After all, they still want healthier crop fields!

The representative sent by Chai took out the cigar from his mouth and blew out a puff of smoke with a smile.

"Your Highness the Goddess, please feel free to rest assured.

"We have a lot of experience in quelling any impact."

…

Jingle bell…

Jingle bell…

The Santa Claus in the sky, sitting on a sleigh, split into two parts and went to different directions in the dense blood around him.

I met Santa Claus flying in the other direction, and saw a Santa Claus in the distance, split into two parts in the blood.

…

"This is similar to... in words that you can understand, it is a weird talk about rules?

“It started with massive blood sacrifices, and widespread concepts and legends.

“As long as someone meets the two conditions [believe in Santa Claus] and [have socks on the bedside], Santa Claus will visit his bedside.

“What you got from the initial sacrifice was just a small seed, a small snowball.

"It needs to visit more people's bedsides again and again to collect more blood, and it can grow bigger and bigger like a snowball."

Wang Yucan sighed while explaining.

"Fortunately we are in Dengying... If we were in Kyushu, this kind of snowball would not be able to roll up."

Luo Shi, Chai Shi, and several representatives of the Torch Goddess Church looked at each other and laughed out loud.

"Hahaha."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"We have nearly endless resources, and Her Majesty the Goddess has miraculous technology. Resources plus technology can facilitate the greatest projects and get the most generous returns. This is wonderful and reasonable!"

Several people chatted for a while, and gradually became more lively.

Representatives of the Luo family even started talking about the Immortal Committee of Kyushu.

"Three years ago, my eldest brother had a meeting and conversation with Wu from Kyushu, but they ended up unhappy."

Wu?

Wang Yucan thought about it for a moment and then understood.

Are you talking about Wu Jianxian?

“My eldest brother and Wu went in different directions and did different things.

"As of today, my eldest brother is already at Sequence Six and is the strongest Son of God among gods!

“And Wu is still only Sequence Seven.

"Hahaha.

"Wu is a stupid person."

Wang Yucan frowned and answered the question by mistake.

"But he did great things."

Several representatives were stunned for a moment and burst into laughter.

"Hahahahaha, yes!"

"Hahaha, yes!"

"Philosophy from the magical East, foolish people do great things."

"Just like our Lanternhawk's Superman, superman, hahahaha."

Their laughter spread out the window and onto the roof, and was heard by the young people lying on the roof.

This young man has a strong build, wearing a blue tights and a blue eye mask. His face is full of anxiety, and he is sweating on his forehead.

He can't understand Chinese!

And his old phone was stuck and couldn't translate what he heard!

At this time, I was yelling in my heart!

"Shit apple! Why didn't buy xiaomi!"

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call……

The cold wind howled and blew through the courtyard of West University.

In the dim room, a desk lamp illuminates the tabletop.

Under the light, Bai Mo was writing and drawing on his tablet, planning the subsequent cultivation of fairy grass and workshop production in Fox Mountain. At the same time, he looked at the mobile phone next to him and saw that messages were being posted quickly in the group.

[Our intelligence department captured a large number of Santa Clauses at Lanternhawk! It’s not the kind of cosplay in shopping malls or at home, it’s Santa Claus flying in the sky and riding an elk sleigh]

"Um?

"A large amount?

"How big can that thing be?"

The white earring who was making tea for Master next to him also put his head over to look at it with Master.

【picture】

【picture】

Bai Mo opened the picture and was stunned.

This amount is really not small!

A few random photos taken by intelligence officers, a few random shots of the sky, each photo has three, four, five or six Santa Clauses in the same frame!

If a serious intelligence officer hadn't sent the photo, Bai Mo would have even thought it was porn!

"Not p? Is that... doing wholesale?"

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Northern suburbs base.

President Chen Shu accepted the invitation and joined the [Christmas Eve Countermeasures Group] to watch experts from various fields analyze such incidents.

At this time, the atmosphere in the group was not that serious.

【It looks very weird】

[Could this be a harmful phenomenon involving immortality? 】

[We must prevent this kind of Santa Claus from appearing in Kyushu]

[Is this just this bit of information? 】

[It looks quite festive, hahaha]

next moment.

["Wu Jianxian" joins the group chat]

["Hua Yuyue" joins the group chat]

["Yue Yun" joins the group chat]

["Bai Mo" joins the group chat]

["Zhang Ye" joins the group chat]

The expert who had previously posted "hahaha" immediately retracted the message.

The atmosphere in the group changed.

Usually, the big guys don’t pay attention to such incidents.

The presence of so many bosses at once only shows that the situation is more dangerous than expected and needs to be taken seriously!

[We must be vigilant and alert to the occurrence of such phenomena in Kyushu]

[Also be wary of the invasion of Santa Claus by the lantern hawk]

[We need to understand the conditions for the creation of these Santa Clauses and the conditions for division]

[The scenes associated with Santa Claus include not only the sky, but also the chimney and the bedside of the bedroom. Can you please ask intelligence personnel to take a look? 】

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"call……"

In the reception room.

The representative of the Luo family flicked the ashes of his cigar.

Several other representatives were chatting happily.

"That superhuman organization is just a piece of shit."

"A bunch of boys in tights really think they are supermen?"

"Hahahaha! There was a superman the day before yesterday who wanted to sneak into my eldest brother's office, and now his head is placed in my eldest brother's collection cabinet."

It turns out that this so-called "Superman" is a local non-governmental organization that imitates Superman.

Then Wang Yucan suddenly said.

"That's it.

“There are enough Santa Clauses.

"We can let them do some serious things."

Several representatives were all smiling.

"Hahaha."

"Okay, hahahaha!"

"Let us also see and experience, let us also taste, the magical blood from the East, the blood of the royal family! Circulation of blood!"

Their laughter echoed out the window and to the rooftops.

A young man lying on the roof, wearing tights, was turning on the recording software on his mobile phone.

He can't understand what the people below are saying!

I don’t want to understand or translate!

He just wanted to record these words and send them to his companions.

Maybe my companions can translate these words, spread them out, and let more people hear them!

Suddenly, a message from his partner popped up on his phone.

【Hahaha, there are many Santa Claus in the sky, and the children will be very happy】

He smiled too.

Santa Claus?

That's really good news...huh?

The smile on his face froze.

Santa Claus, does it have something to do with what those people are talking about in the living room below?

Could it be possible that Santa Claus has also been bribed by them? Contaminated by them?

He seems to have dug up some important material?

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, lay quietly on the roof, and continued to record on his phone.

…

The day of Deng Ying and the night of Kyushu are separated by a vast sea.

Half of the sea is day and half is night, and the dividing line in the middle is a phosphorescent dusk cast by the setting sun!

At this time, in the sky, one Santa Claus after another, densely packed and mighty, drove a moose and a sleigh across the sky, faster than the daylight, flying from day to dusk, and like a meteor shower, flying into the night, Head to Kyushu on the other side of the ocean!

Ding ding ding…

Ding ding ding…

Ding ding ding…

Each elk, each bell, the clear sound floats into the sea breeze!

Thank you for the reward of JUNZ, we must be strong, gentle and firm~