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There are not many classes today, and Bei Zhenren is the last one. She never has any homework, and as soon as class is over, she rushes out on the snow bear who can't hold her temper, leaving behind a lot of frightened students.

Logically speaking, Yi Xuan and others should have been assigned to be taught by the top disciples in the house, but according to Su Huaijing's thinking, this matter may be taken care of by Huang Yan. He is naturally pleasant and sophisticated It's not too troublesome, and it's perfect for leading new disciples to be familiar with the first and second tasks.

After thinking like this, Su Huaijing didn't have any more thoughts. After several classes, although he didn't say a word, he was still a little thirsty, so he went to the water tank to drink a ladle.

There is only one water tank that is full, and around it is a gourd ladle that has been hollowed out and cut in half, for students to fetch water into their own bamboo tubes for drinking.

But this ladle is not used by anyone recently. Neisha just taught water-related spells not long ago. The disciples practiced desperately. The class was almost flooded once. Naturally, the bamboo tube is the most frequently used utensil for them to practice. The only one who fetched water to drink was Su Huaijing who didn't need to be familiar with spells.

Su Huaijing held the bamboo tube and drank water for a while, wiped the water stains around her mouth, and watched Huang Yan lead Yi Xuan and the other five to the school dormitory, feeling much relieved.

In the future, if you know where Yi Xuan's school is, you can go to him directly, instead of being secretive and hiding somewhere to make an appointment, which is like having an affair.

Everyone dispersed after class, and a few people gathered together to talk and talk, laughing and laughing.There are no senile old people in the house, but mostly talented young people, so there is always a burst of vitality.

Jiuze Academy's outer dormitory enrolls only one out of ten thousand students, and the inner dormitory selects dozens of people under such harsh conditions. Elderly people who are really capable will not come here, and those who have no strength will not be able to get in. Come.

Before Su Huaijing could go out, Yi Shanyuan stepped out the door with his book bag in hand, glanced at him indifferently, and said very calmly: "There are still ten days until the monthly class."

"Is it Master Hong who is asking?" Su Huaijing thought for a while and pondered.

Yi Shanyuan nodded, and suddenly said: "Last monthly class, you shouldn't have lost to Huang Zepu."

Huang Zepu is Huang Yan, who looked up to him, and Tao Lang hoped that he could bend and stretch, so he took the word Zepu.

"Taolang has his own sense of proportion." Although Su Huaijing doesn't like to talk to her classmates, she has a good attitude towards Yi Shanyuan. After all, people are good-looking, and sometimes they always take advantage of them. Huang Yan's appearance has a kind of bohemian charm, Like a prodigal son, he puts too much pressure on the same sex, so Su Huaijing really doesn't like him very much.

That's all for talking, Su Huaijing closed the lid of the bamboo tube heavily, the two of them didn't say any more, and they dispersed separately.

The Qingzhou inner house is better than the outer house not only in the benefits of teachers, but also in the canteen. The outer house only distributes bigu pills and dozens of spiritual fruits every month, but in addition to the spiritual fruit, the inner house also has a cafeteria that deliberately prepares meals for students. Enjoy, and the spiritual fruit is just like the fruit after a meal for the inner disciples.

As usual, Su Huaijing took the food box carefully prepared by the kitchen master for the students back to the house, and read "Xian Yun Guang Ji" while eating. The date of borrowing the book was approaching, and he also memorized the million-word "Xian Yun Guang Ji" "Journal" is almost finished, hurry up and read it, and you can go to Wanshulou to borrow it in the evening.

Although "Xianyun Guangji" has millions of words, it is actually only a volume of thirty-marked bamboo slips. Millions of words are compressed in it, and it records a lot of customs and customs. of.Compared with the water-filled novels that Su Huaijing is used to, "Xian Yun Guang Ji" is written and edited by hundreds of monks, and it is more like a high-end travel guide.

The academy doesn’t think this kind of book is just playthings, but instead encourages students to borrow it. It is said that it is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books. good.

Knowing the vastness and boundlessness of the world, you can understand your own insignificance and ignorance.

The fried rice was finished in a short time, Su Huaijing lay down on the bed and looked at the bamboo slips, there are actually illustrations in the million words, just a little thought, unfold the bamboo slips, and there will be a map, some of which will include local people Su Huaijing sighed softly when she saw the well-dressed portrait at the end, and leaned over the chessboard to think about something.

The system asked, "What's wrong?"

Su Huaijing casually put away the bamboo slips, her eyes fell on the empty space, and said thoughtfully: "I was just thinking about why Yi Shanyuan wanted to expose the fact that I asked Huang Yan today. Huang Yan has a lot of friends, and Nei Shewei Yi Shanyuan and I are not close to him alone, I don't want to cause trouble, so it's okay to let him step aside."

The system was silent for a while, then said, "I detected your heart rate, you are lying."

"..." Su Huaijing rolled her eyes and said, "I was really thinking about this question, but I was just thinking about it. Before you asked me, I was thinking about when I would be able to complete the task and travel around. "Record" was about to be smashed by me."

The electronic voice of the system sounded unexpectedly cheerful: "We can take Yi Xuan with us."

This may be a matter of thanks. Traveling alone is for enjoyment, but traveling with two people depends on the situation. If you add a system of "eating the inside out" - I don't know whether it will be a pain or a joy.

Su Huaijing tossed and turned on the bed for a while, finally put away the bamboo slips, held up a candle and walked towards Wanshulou.

The school buildings were connected together, the lanterns in front of everyone's rooms had been extinguished, Su Huaijing deliberately slowed down her pace, and the road to Wanshulou was also very quiet, except for the chirping of insects.

The system suddenly said: "Huaijing, what do you think Yi Xuan is doing now?"

"I can't fall asleep when I'm excited, but I can sleep peacefully when I'm excited." Su Huaijing replied nonchalantly, "You choose one."

The system ignored him.

Su Huaijing walked for a while before reaching the downstairs of Wanshu Building. The old gentleman was sitting and dozing off. The building was full of old books and wooden slips. For fear of water leakage, the whole building was engraved with prohibitions. Open flames could not be brought in. He put the candlestick on the small table in the outer room, and walked into the inner building with the sarong wrapped in the night worm.

There is no need for others to record the borrowing and returning of books in Wanshu Building. Every book in this building is branded. Once someone takes it out, the mark will be attached to the borrower. The mark will disappear naturally.

Ye Ming Chong was restlessly beating in the sarong, and the bright light flickered slightly. Suddenly, Su Huaijing saw a figure flash behind the huge bookcase, and his heart couldn't help jumping. Various scenes of horror movies subconsciously flashed in his mind. But remembering that he was already a monk at the moment, he quickly calmed down and walked over quickly.

He had just turned the corner, but saw Yi Xuan who was next to the cabinet turned his head in surprise.

"Brother Su?"

The author has something to say: still a small profile of the name:

Yi Yin: The word is Shanyuan.Taken from the "Tao Te Ching": Live in a good place, have a good heart, be kind and benevolent, speak good faith, be good at governance, do good things and do good things at a good time.

Author: Living in a good place is a hermit, and the characters and names complement each other, which means that people are hidden in the secular world, and they can still maintain a calm and peaceful state of mind.

Origin of the original work: synonymous with the author.