Someone from another plane wants to talk about life with me

Ji Qingquan was in a trance.

He didn't want to study hard and make progress every day.

It turned out that this group of people from the Wuzong plane, in order to let him study hard and make progress every day, would not talk nonsense and just play screen games for him every day.Repeat the same content over and over again.

A few words are repeated seven or eight times in the mind, and normal people can remember them.

This group of people is still not at ease, insisting on repeating the whole day.

All day!

I will remember Qingyang ointment all my life!

Ji Qingquan gritted his teeth.

Only Du Xuanling taught Qingyang Ointment, but Dong Shuya kept saying to him, "The world is so beautiful, we must actively pursue new dreams and find the meaning of life" or "We can be friends instead of teachers and students." Yeah" on the subject.

How can I live to be almost twelve and experience so many things, how can I not know the value of life?

Friends, your whole family, friends!How can a friend force study?

While Elder Song was obsessed with the newly bought lynx, he went out to find a wilderness, uninhabited and uninhabited place, bitter and bitter: "Let's discuss it, can't you go too far?"

"Is Qingyang ointment bad? It's much better than those medicines! Just try it and you'll know! ^-^——Du Xuanling"

Can you still smile? ? ?Can you still feel it yourself? ? ?

Ji Qingquan's face turned dark.

"Don't you think it's good to study like this? ^-^——Gu Dahai"

Your rough personality is not suitable for learning from Du Xuanling!Goosebumps are up!

"You guys are bullying minors and younger generations." Ji Qingquan said in a heavy tone, "If I hurt myself on purpose, you will all be affected."

"Well, one more knife on your body, one more knife on our body. If your spirit is traumatized, our spirit will also be impacted in the same way. So we would rather use this method to let you learn, but also to save our lives as much as possible.— —Fang Hongzhong”

"Actually, do you think that there is no conflict between your studies and your low-key life? When you learn, you will hate less. There is really no medicine for regret. ——Wu Jiu"

The other party was so frank, and directly handed over all the handles to him.

Ji Qingquan was extremely distressed.

He really just wanted to get by and get by.

"Why do you want to broadcast my every move in the sky? Can't you handle it in private?" Ji Qingquan asked.

"We don't want to either, it's just that the scope is too wide. ——Fang Hongzhong"

Ji Qingquan abused the grass at hand, pulled out a tip of the grass and put it in his mouth to chew, and suddenly thought: "...No, you will feel whatever I eat, right?"

"That's not true. Only pain and trauma can affect us. - Du Xuanling"

Ji Qingquan snorted: "That's good, otherwise I haven't bigu yet, and you can feel the same way if you go to a hut."

Everyone in the Wu Zong plane: "..."

Ji Qingquan thought about it carefully and found another problem: "...Then I have diarrhea..."

Stomach pain?

"Please be sure to practice hard. Please! - Fang Hongzhong"

Ji Qingquan's original frustration turned into sympathy.

If you really want to say aggrieved, people in this plane are more aggrieved than him anyway.

Contrast creates beauty.

Love contrast, love life.

But this feeling of sympathy lasted for half a minute.

To make my life a little bit more normal——

"Let's make a three-chapter agreement. How much did you plan to teach me?" Ji Qingquan asked them.

"Using the royal teaching of Wu Zong's plane as a model, we filter out the royal courses that do not need to be studied, and add more daily practical school teaching content. We strive to make it easy for the Nascent Soul to become a god. ——Du Xuanling"

Strictly speaking, there are many, very complicated.And they have to keep learning until they feel that no one can harm them, or learn that both parties have found a way to separate this bizarre relationship.

"I see. My request is that first, you must teach within the time allowed by me. Second, the teaching content must not be repeated after I confirm that I have learned it. Third, if there is any possibility of ending our relationship, please tell me immediately .” Ji Qingquan made the request first.

He thought for a while and then said: "There are three things I can achieve. One day, I try my best to complete the content you teach, two, I try my best to keep myself safe, and three...is there three?"

"What is the allowed time? - Dong Shuya"

"If you don't have time all day, isn't it a day wasted? - Gu Dahai"

"Why don't you make a decision to ensure that what must be completed every month? -Wu Jiu"

"We have a detailed syllabus of teaching contents, how about giving you a taste? - Du Xuanling"

"What if it's not done? - Fang Hongzhong"

Facing questions one after another.

"I can only guarantee at least one hour a day, and I'm going to school soon. Every seven days, I can roughly send out the content of the lecture on the first day. If I don't do it, I just didn't do it." Ji Qingquan lay down with his mouth dangling Cao Jian, extremely rascal, "You can't rush over and beat me."

"...Then your school's teachers are lacking in teaching, can we make up for it halfway?——Du Xuanling"

The two planes are always different, and the Wuzong plane is at least higher than the Youyuan plane in terms of comprehension level.

"Yes." Ji Qingquan agreed.

Two planes...

Ji Qingquan asked them: "Are the things in the two planes the same? For example, Qingyang ointment... Wu Zong also has Qingyang grass?"

Qingyang grass Ji Qingquan knew it, it was very common.It's just that the effect of the general medicine is the same. Most people freshly mash it and apply it on the wound to temporarily stop the bleeding.

"It's not the same. Our teaching content belongs to you alone. It is inconvenient to disclose the specific details now. ——Du Xuanling"

No wonder this group of people dared to teach live.

If everyone in the world were to learn according to the teachings of the royal family, wouldn't everyone be more alert.Behind those few people is a whole plane.

The agreement between the two parties can only be an oral agreement, and it depends on the person whether to keep the agreement or not.

"Then why don't you try Qingyang Ointment today? - Du Xuanling"

Ji Qingquan: "..."

Qingyangcao is a good remedy for ordinary people to stop bleeding.Some pharmacies sell it, and most farmers also have it in their homes.Ji Qingquan also has them at home.And Yumo and Yupao are both in his storage ring.

When Ji Qingquan returned to his home, Mr. Song was holding two servings of chicken and asking the lynx in the shaded corner of the yard: "Do you want cooked or raw?"

Lynx is better than yesterday, and all the bandages on her body have been changed.The other exposed places were cleaned by Mr. Song, and they looked much cleaner.

It didn't open its mouth, but leaned its head over to sniff the raw meat, and then the cooked meat, which made people choose the cooked meat unexpectedly.

Veteran Song handed over the cooked meat, the lynx licked it, and bit down, the mouth was still small, the meat was whole and did not bite.

"Pfft." Ji Qingquan laughed.

Elder Song didn't expect: "Hey, hasn't this lynx's teeth grown yet? No wonder it got hurt."

He made sword fingers together, and scratched twice on the cooked meat, and the chicken in front of him suddenly turned into quarters.Elder Song was still a little worried, so he swiped a few more times, and pulled out some bones and threw them away.

"Aww—" Lynx finally opened his mouth and yelled at Rou.

Old Song handed over the meat: "Come here."

This treatment is really...

Ji Qingquan leaned over and asked Song Lao: "This medicine has just been changed? What's the composition?"

Song Lao said while feeding, "It smells like herbs, I don't know the details. They are also reluctant to use good plasters for these, just ordinary anti-inflammatory and healing medicines."

It's not that there are no good plasters in the world of comprehension, it's just that good plasters have to be bought with money, and there are ways to buy them.

Ji Qingquan asked Song Lao: "Does our family have Qingyang grass?"

"Are you injured?" Song Lao suddenly became nervous. He put down the chicken and turned to Ji Qingquan, with a tense face, wanting to step forward to check.

Ji Qingquan hurriedly explained: "No, no, I heard about a folk prescription last time. They said that the combination of Qingyangcao and Yumoyu Ointment has a particularly good therapeutic effect."

"My young master, don't scare me." Song Lao heaved a sigh of relief, his face became more gentle, "We don't have it at home, but Lao Wang's next door has it. Don't tell them the prescription. Yumo Yupao and Qingyangcao can Not a price point."

Yumo is okay, jade paste is the essence of jade, any jade that can produce jade paste can be made into spirit stones, which is equivalent to money.

Ji Qingquan nodded.

"...I'm so envious, there are green sun grasses everywhere. ——Gu Dahai"

"The herbal medicines like Qingyangcao here are at the same price as jade ointment. ——Dong Shuya"

"This lynx is really good. ——Wu Jiu"

"Pfft.——Fang Hongzhong"

Ji Qingquan, who was going to the old Wang's house next door: "...the laughter has been passed on."

"Wu Jiu's family has a lot of things, and I can tell you about them when I have a chance. For example, the entire Wuzong interface knows his family's little ancestor——Fang Hong"

"Don't care about the details^-^——Wu Jiu"

...Wait, I didn't even say the full name, was the person killed?

Ji Qingquan thought it was a little funny, so he relaxed slightly.

Compared to trembling with fear at the beginning, he now feels that these few can still be trusted for the time being.At least for now they're trying to convey their friendliness.

Hmm, and forcing him to study.

"Wu Jiu, let's discuss something." Ji Qingquan said.

"What's the matter!—Wu Jiu"

Every time Ji Qingquan talked about negotiating, it represented his concession.Wu Jiuxiao was excited.

"I want to hear the story of my little ancestor, and after I hear it, I will make Qingyang ointment." Ji Qingquan put on a "simple" smile on his face, "Really."

Wu Jiu: "..."

"Pfft. -Fang"

Well, this time there is only one surname left.

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