[Douluo Dalu] He and the sea

The master was sitting behind the table, with a cup of tea in his hand. He had just brewed it and it was still steaming.

He tidied up his desk and took out an old book from the bottom cabinet. After turning to the page he wanted to read, he raised his eyes and looked forward.

The little girl sat upright and seemed to have been paying attention to what was happening on her side. When she saw him looking over, she showed a decent smile.

The master's expression softened a little, and he asked as gently as possible: "What is your martial spirit? How many levels is it?"

"Siren, level 12." She put her hands on her knees. After answering, she paid attention to the change in the master's expression.

He was startled: "Level 12?"

After looking at Atin up and down, the master pondered: "You are one level higher than Xiao San."

Ating was speechless. Thinking of Tang San's moves during the battle, she moved her fingers and said, "He is also very strong and can seize the opportunity very well."

The master smiled, neither agreeing nor denying, just saying: "Xiao San still has a long way to go, and he has no shortage of opportunities."

"As for you -" the master's eyes fell on her again, and this time he said almost to the point: "With your current soul power, you can't control your mental power well, can you?"

Hearing this, A Ting's expression changed slightly. After a while, she nodded. She lowered her eyes and avoided the master's gaze, feeling more cautious.

"Except for Tang San and Xiao Wu, everyone else will be affected more or less." He had never seen this kind of situation before. The master pressed the wrinkled pages of the book with his fingertips and spoke slowly. Ask her: "What is your first soul skill called?"

"Bewitched." Atin couldn't figure out what he wanted to say. If he kept asking like this, she would have nothing to say.

Taking advantage of the gap when the master didn't ask, she opened her lips first and asked slowly with a troubled look: "Master, when can I fully control my mental power?"

The master frowned, thought carefully, and then answered her: "After you get the second soul ring, you will be fine."

A Ting rolled her eyes, she had already expected this result, but she didn't show it on her face and listened solemnly.

"Don't be so nervous. I called you here. In fact, I just want to ask about your martial arts." The master thought that he was too serious, so even the little girl became nervous. He frowned and took it from the drawer. He took out the book and handed it to Ating. Seeing her looking at him in confusion, he patiently explained a few words: "I got it in the early years. It contains detailed explanations and explanations about the sea soul beast. You can take it back and read it. "

Ating took the book, thanked him several times, and finally walked out of the master's room.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Xiao Wu looking forward to it. She closed the door and met the little girl who rushed towards her. She let her hold her arm and looked at the book in her arms.

"It's okay, it's okay. It's nothing serious. I was scared to death just now!" Xiao Wu breathed a sigh of relief and waited outside. Although Tang San told her that nothing would happen, she was still worried because she agreed to fight after all. It's her who's in trouble, and she doesn't want to cause others to be punished.

Tang San, who had just walked over, couldn't bear to see her looking so disgusting. He turned to look at Ating, saw her holding a book, and asked curiously: "Did the teacher give it to you?"

"Well, it contains content about sea soul beasts, so the master lent it to me to read first." Ating said, lifting the book and showing it to him.

"Even though the teacher is usually serious, he is still very kind." Tang San understood this very well. He was able to obtain the first spirit ring because of the teacher's contribution. Besides, the teacher's theories were indeed very helpful. .

Ating just nodded and agreed. She didn't say much. When she first came to Notting Academy, she was like a little hedgehog, always consciously vigilant about the surrounding environment. Even Tang San and Xiao Wu, After spending half a day together, she only opened her heart.

Tang San saw that she was absent-minded, suppressed his confusion, didn't ask any more questions, turned around and took the two little girls back to Qishe.

Along the way, Xiao Wu talked about the fun and beautiful things in Notting City without stopping. A Ting listened carefully. When she returned to Qisheli, she took out a conch from her bag, which was small and exquisite. , with mottled colors, was handed into Xiao Wu’s hand, she happily bent her eyes, holding it and looking at it over and over again.

"A Ting, is this from the sea?"

A Ting was packing the baggage for a moment, and then she became more natural again. After telling Xiao Wu the process of picking up conch, she took out another object from the baggage. It was all white, cold to the touch, and looked like a shell. , but holding it like a stone, Ating straightened up, walked to Tang San, and handed the thing to him.

"?" The hand that the little girl stretched out was as white as jade. Tang San lowered his eyes and stared at it. For a moment, he didn't realize whether it was the thing lying in her palm that had entered his eyes, or something else.

"Xiao San, this is for you." Seeing his delay in making any move, A Ting thought it was because he didn't like it. For a short while, her thoughts were busy, thinking about other seafood, and she turned around and said, "It's called Hai Yubei, if you don’t like this, I’ll bring you something else next time…”

Anyway, the most indispensable thing in the deep sea is some strange things. This sea jade shell and the flower snail just given to Xiao Wu were both fished out from the bottom of the sea.

"No." Tang San picked up the sea jade shell, and pressed the cool touch against his palm. His face showed a rare serious expression: "I like it very much."

Atin put his hands behind his back and rubbed the palms of his hands. His body, which had been kept at a low temperature for many years, was not used to the heat brought by the touch just now.

"As long as you like it." Ating blinked and returned to his bed with his hands behind his back.

Tang San silently watched the little girl's figure, and the corners of his lips twitched. This was the first time in his two lives that he received a sincere gift from others.