There is a grass in front of Xianjun's gate

Wenqu Xingjun himself felt very disgusted, how could Ye Qinghe believe his nonsense, he looked at Wenqu with a half-smile, and saw that Wenqu's forehead was sweating more and more, suddenly remembered Hanshu's instructions before, Ye Qinghe said : "Forget it, it's up to you to arrange, give me the house number, thank you Xingjun."

Mr. Wenquxing was eager for Ye Qinghe to leave quickly, so he quickly handed over the door plate, and said: "No hard work, no hard work, Mr. Ye Xiaoxian, hurry up and go in."

Ye Qinghe took the door plate and walked towards the door, watching him leave, Wenqu Xingjun heaved a long sigh of relief, but before he could finish his breath, Ye Qinghe stopped again.

Wen Qu held back his breath of relief in an instant, stood up straight suddenly, and looked straight at Ye Qinghe.

Ye Qinghe turned around, and seeing Mr. Wenqu Xing like this, he couldn't help feeling amused: "I'm no different from other students. It's fine for Mr. Xing to call me Qinghe. You don't need to call me Xiaoxianjun. I'm not a fairy gentleman at all."

Wenqu Xingjun suddenly froze.

Ye Qinghe stepped into the door without waiting for his answer.

As soon as he entered with his front foot, the door plate in his hand glowed faintly, transferring him to the real dormitory with an extremely exquisite formation.

What Wenqu Xingjun wanted to say suddenly fell out of his mouth, and he held his breath for a long time before exhaling slowly, with a helpless smile.

He didn't know why he was so afraid of Ye Qinghe, maybe the stop with the demons 500 years ago frightened him.

Wenqu Xingjun shook his head regretfully, turned around and left the door of the dormitory, and went to do his own thing.

On the other side, after Ye Qinghe entered the door, his eyes blurred, and the scene in front of him turned into a spacious small courtyard. He was standing at the entrance of the courtyard, and Bu Sangyu was facing him in front of the door not far away. Wearing a door frame hair tie.

Ye Qinghe immediately understood that the door just now was an extremely delicate transfer array, and the door number in his hand was the password, as long as he walked into the door with the number number, he would be automatically teleported to his dormitory.

But, what is Sang Yu doing this step?

Ye Qinghe immediately forgot what he said to Wenqu Xingjun outside the door, raised his eyebrows, walked behind Bu Sangyu, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "What are you looking at?"

Bu Sangyu stared at the door seriously, and said, "Look, isn't this door uncoordinated?"

"Huh? What?" Ye Qinghe frowned. According to what Bu Sangyu pointed out, the door of this room was upright and made of high-quality Nanling wood. Ye Qinghe didn't see anything wrong after looking at it for a long time, so he had to humbly ask for advice: "It looks normal to me, what's wrong?"

Bu Sangyu frowned and did not speak.

Ye Qinghe couldn't figure it out, but a sneer suddenly came from inside the door: "I haven't seen this kind of spirit tree before, so I think it's wrong."

Ye Qinghe looked up, but saw Zhong Ya sitting on the main seat in the lobby of the house, making a pot of tea and drinking. This person was also born with a beautiful face, and he was wearing a green robe and wide sleeves. He could be regarded as suave and romantic. He is too mean in everything he does, and he is not likable as a country bumpkin who has no experience or anything.

Ye Qinghe didn't bother to talk to him, and turned to look at Bu Sangyu, but Bu Sangyu seemed to have discovered something, and suddenly hit the palm of his left hand with his right hand, and suddenly realized: "I see, it turned out to be so."

Ye Qinghe was amazed, took a step back, but saw that Bu Sangyu was very lucky, with a light jump, he jumped onto the door frame, hung on it lightly, and was fiddling with something.

This movement was not small, and Zhong Ya inside couldn't sit still, and quietly turned his head to look, Ye Qinghe glanced at it from the corner of his eye, Zhong Ya seemed to be scalded, and hurriedly looked away.

Ye Qinghe couldn't help but find it funny, and said lazily, "Come and see if you want to, what can you see in the room?"

Zhong Ya was taken aback when he heard this, and his face felt awkward, and he said: "Who said I want to see it... Huh, I just want to see what that black-clothed man is doing with makeup, this fine thousand-year-old Nan Lingmu How could there be a problem?"

With that said, he finally came out of the room awkwardly, stood with Ye Qinghe, and looked up at Bu Sangyu hanging on the door frame.

After Bu Sangyu hung it firmly on the door frame, he carefully took out a writing brush from his sleeve, then swept it lightly on the door frame, then raised his head, let out a long sigh of relief, and jumped off the door frame.

Then he looked up at the door again, and after a while, he said with satisfaction: "Okay, this is the right time."

After finishing speaking, regardless of the reaction of the other two, he went into the house.

Ye Qinghe and Zhongya were left standing outside the door, looking at each other.

Rao came from a big family like Zhong Ya, so he couldn't help muttering: "What about a writing brush?"

"Huh? What?" Ye Qinghe didn't understand, so he asked subconsciously.

Only then did Zhong Ya realize that he seemed to have uttered a dirty word, and quickly shook his head, trying to change the subject: "What was that weirdo doing on the door frame just now?"

Hearing Zhong Ya's question, Ye Qinghe showed a strange expression, and said to a spider thread on the ground: "Just now there was a spider thread hanging on the door frame."

"What?" Zhong Ya was astonished, why is a spider's thread so fussy?

Looking at Zhong Ya's stunned side face, Ye Qinghe shook his head helplessly, his roommate was really strange and messed up, he sighed, and walked in.

Fortunately, Tianting is quite conscientious, the so-called roommates are only in the same small courtyard, and the rooms are still separated, otherwise, how would they live this day.

The room provided by Hengcai Palace to the students is not big. There is only one bed, one soft shelf, one table, two chairs, and a wardrobe behind the door.

Fortunately, Ye Qinghe was used to simplicity in Hanshu Immortal Palace, and he didn't feel any difference when he changed places, but Ye Qinghe felt a little uneasy when he thought that Hanshu was not by his side.

Although he has been walking around in these years and has not returned to Hanshu Immortal Palace for several months, relying on his immortal body and magical protection, he never sleeps when he is outside, and even if he is tired, he only occasionally closes his eyes to rest his mind .

As long as Han Shu is not around, I feel unable to sleep.

Fortunately, he didn't have to sleep. Ye Qinghe lay down for a while, and felt that he didn't feel sleepy at all. He simply got up and prepared to go to the yard to bask in the moon.

The moonlight in the Tiangong is full of aura of heaven and earth, and Ye Qing and Xiancao are incarnations, and they really like to bask in the moon.

But I didn't expect that when I left my room, Zhong Ya also came out of the opposite room, and the eyes of the two collided unexpectedly. Zhong Ya seemed to have just woken up, wearing a white underwear, and his coat was draped over body.

He probably didn't expect Ye Qinghe to be up so late, so he subconsciously said, "It's midnight, what are you going to do sneakily?"