Quick Travel: Pathologically Loyal Dog Strategies

Chapter 842 Classmate, Don’t Delay My Study 40
Then she buried herself in the bed, deeper still.

Afraid of being dug out, forced to take a bath.

Some people fall asleep when they touch a pillow.

Shen Ronghua is.

After saying a few words, he fell asleep, which is amazing.

Bo Huai carried out the bath water, and after everything was packed, he went to her bed and squatted down.

Stretching his hands under the bed, he groped for a while and pulled out a small old box.

This movement did not alarm Shen Ronghua at all.

Bo Huai put the box on the table, and the kerosene lamp cast his shadow on the wall.

The box is opened.

He took out a dark blue Taoist robe from inside, his eyes flickered, and then put it on his body.

Haven't worn it for a long time.

The white jade hairpin tied all his black hair on the top of his head.

The arrow in the center of the Qiankun instrument rotates rapidly and cannot stop.

He fiddled it aside.

On the blank yellow rune, there is a box made of mahogany.

The scholar opened his phoenix eyes slightly, and took it out, along with a writing brush.

He opened the red box, touched the box a few times with the nib of the pen, and there was a touch of gold powder in the red.

Bo Huai sniffed it lightly a few times, then nodded with satisfaction, the cinnabar smell was quite positive and usable.

He took out a rune and muttered something in his mouth. The rune gradually hung in the air, and with a single stroke, the blank rune was endowed with power.

Perhaps this energy was too pure, the person on the bed frowned and moved uneasily.

Bo Huai waved his palm, and the flames suddenly appeared, and the runes were completely burned, leaving no ashes.

He walked to the bed again and tapped the side of her neck, causing the person to sleep deeper.

Immediately afterwards, her chin was pinched.

A small face was facing him.

The tip of the pen touched her eyebrows, leaving a small cinnabar circle.

The little face lined with white is a little more colorful.

Bo Huai made a seal with one hand, a golden light entered between her eyebrows, and even the redness disappeared in an instant.

Bo Huai nodded in satisfaction, and murmured in a low voice: "In this way, those stinky demon subduing masters won't be able to do anything to you."

After finishing these, he put on a Taoist robe and went out.

In Moxuan Pavilion, the dark blue figure wandered around and finally stopped in front of a door.

Above the wooden door, there are two streaks of cinnabar on the exorcism rune hanging down.

Look again, there is no one there.

The next day, Shen Ronghua woke up feeling relaxed and refreshed.

She subconsciously cleaned up the crumbs of the steamed buns beside the pillow, and was shocked when she saw the two intact steamed buns.

"Bo Huai! I didn't get up at midnight yesterday!" Shen Ronghua pointed at the pillow in disbelief.

Bo Huai glanced at it, and said in surprise: "It seems that there were too many things yesterday, and I was tired, so I couldn't wake up in the middle of the night, right?"

Shen Ronghua was dubious: "Will it be?"

"Shooting takes a lot of energy. Although you can't even draw the bow enough, it's tiring enough to draw halfway." Bo Huai said without changing his expression.

Shen Ronghua: Thank you, please shut up.

She still feels weird.

Forget it, maybe it was because I was too tired the day before.

Qi Yirou had nightmares all night, which made her restless and frequently lost in thoughts during the morning class.

As for what kind of nightmare it was, I couldn't remember it.

When I woke up in the morning, there was still a vague fear that penetrated into my soul.

Could it be that he dreamed of his previous life again?

There is also a teacher watching the morning class.

"Qi Yi, how can you be in a daze at such a good time?"

Qi Yirou was called out in public, and she was so confused that she couldn't take care of her emotions for a moment!
(End of this chapter)