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Yan Jingchen gave Tong Wu the authority to enter the Sutra Pavilion, allowing him to freely enter and exit the Sutra Pavilion and read various books at will, but there is a premise that books are not allowed to be taken out of the Sutra Pavilion to read.

Tong Wu was flattered by this, and moved: "Give me the authority to enter and exit the Sutra Pavilion, is it okay to do so?"

Yan Jingchen asked back, "What's the matter?"

"After all, I..." After all, I did not formally join Kunlun sect. Although Yan Jingchen had announced to the entire comprehension world that Kunlun party zombie Tongwu was protected, it was Yan Jingchen's unilateral behavior. He had no complaints or regrets, and Tongwu was willing At the same time, there is some pressure.

As if seeing through his thoughts, Yan Jingchen patted his head and said, "I don't know what's going on in your little head all day long, I want to protect you and keep you safe and secure, this will bring you great happiness. Is it a lot of pressure? Or do you mind the fact that you have not formally joined the Kunlun School?"

"..."

Tong Wu's silence made Yan Jingchen sigh, and he guessed it right.

"Actually, from the first day you entered the Kunlun Internet Cafe, you have been a disciple of my Kunlun Sect. The only thing left is to perform a cliché apprenticeship ceremony, but your identity has not been disclosed at that time, and you performed the apprenticeship ceremony with great fanfare. There is no benefit." Yan Jingchen said.

Tong Wu looked at Yan Jingchen, thought for a while, and realized that was really the case.

"So." Yan Jingchen kissed Tong Wu's eyebrows, and said, "Don't worry about these details, okay? If you really mind, I'll give you a formal apprenticeship ceremony after the issue of the seizure is cleared up." ,OK?"

Speaking of this, Tong Wu is no longer so obsessed with whether he has entered the Kunlun School through formal procedures. Anyway, he just needs to remember that he is a Kunlun person.

Yan Jingchen also said: "The Kunlun School's scripture library is always open to all disciples, regardless of their rank. You can't see other people here because the high-ranking disciples are too lazy to come here, and the low-ranking disciples can't fly here."

Tong Wu: "..."

"So, you can rest assured to come here to read books. As long as you are in the Kunlun School for a day, no one will stop you."

But Tong Wu said: "Brother! Oppa! Oni-chan! It seems that I can't fly here alone..."

Yan Jingchen: "...I forgot..."

The matter of the Kunlun Mirror needs to be investigated, but there is no rush. Yan Jingchen will take Tong Wushang to read books for a while every day, and the two of them will each read the ancient books about the Kunlun School, hoping to get some enlightenment from them.

While they were struggling to read the ancient books, Yu Chunzi, who was in the cave on the top of the peak, was about to burst out of anxiety. He was looking forward to his unfilial apprentice coming up the mountain every day, but he didn't know what happened to that kid. After buying the complete Kunlun mirror, I haven't been to the mountain for ten and a half months. I am really anxious to death!

"Yaoshou!" Yu Chunzi shouted anxiously and bored: "My good apprentice, come up the mountain quickly, the Kunlun mirror is about to rebel!!!"

The answer to Yu Chunzi was his voice refracted by the surrounding ice walls.

Yu Chunzi: "..."

This day, Yan Jingchen wanted to take Tongwu to the scripture building again, the two of them searched for the past few days, and they finally had some clues, but Lan Yue suddenly called and asked him to go down the mountain, as if there was an urgent matter in the company to deal with.

"Lan Yue can't decide this matter, I have to go down the mountain to have a look, are you here ok?"

"No problem, go ahead, I'll find a show when I'm bored."

"Okay, remember to rest more, don't read the notes from the previous few days." Yan Jingchen opened the door, looked at the sky outside, turned around and told before leaving: "The weather may change in a while, try not to go out, if it's cold, There are clothes in the closet."

"Okay, I get it, you're really annoying." Tong Wu pushed Yan Jingchen, and the weak water sword took off into the air.

After Yan Jingchen left, Tong Wuguo became really bored, he wanted to draw talismans to play, but because of his almost being robbed a few days ago, Yan Jingchen confiscated all his "criminal tools", so he had to give up.

After playing with the phone for a while, and clicking on all the apps in the phone, Tong Wu threw the phone away and rolled around on the bed depressed.

When he was living in an Internet cafe before, he didn't feel that leaving Yan Jingchen was such a terrible thing, but after these days of being with him day and night, he suddenly realized that he was actually eager to rely on Yan Jingchen, wanting to be alone, Most of the time, he was afraid that he would cause trouble to Yan Jingchen and annoy him.

"Hey..." Tong Wu sighed, but after leaving for half a day, he missed him a little.

Missing is indeed a disease...

Thinking of the lyrics of a song he once heard, Tong Wu couldn't help feeling a little empathetic.

It wasn't until the phone ran out of battery because of Tong Wu's playing that he lazily got up from the bed to look for a charger, and turned on the TV to find some interesting programs to watch.

He doesn't know how to get satellite TV, and there are quite a lot of programs on domestic David TV, which is enough for him to watch casually.

CCTV is showing an archaeological program, which records in detail the entire process of the tomb of an ancient prince from being discovered to the completion of the excavation. Tong Wu watched it for a while, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: the same grave was dug, how can people communicate with each other? The difference is so big?Look at others, the battle is so big, CCTV has spent several years following the filming of the whole process!Although the person who dug him was also a well-known archeology expert, he dug it secretly, so he didn't make it public at all, okay?

Thinking about my own tomb, although it is not as gorgeous and elegant as the prince's, but after all, my father spent a lot of time building it. Because it was dug secretly, there were no good tools and protection measures at all, and I am afraid it has been destroyed.

Anyway, I slept in it for more than 100 years, and it would be a lie to say that I don't feel bad.

Thinking of this, Tong Wu thought of Zhou Zhongyuan again, and he didn't know why that old man secretly dug his own grave.

After the documentary was finished, Tong Wu changed the channel and saw that Central Six was showing a movie, which was still "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire".

I just finished watching "Twilight" with Yan Jingchen a few days ago, and it seems that it is not bad to watch the heroine play a supporting role again.Tong Wu found a comfortable sitting position again, nestled in the room and looked at the dark sky, and saw that Wormtail was going to kill Edward... Oh no, at the tense moment when he was going to kill Cedric, the phone rang suddenly.

Tong Wu was taken aback, and jumped up nervously, making a crisp sound.

Tong Wu: "..."

He touched his waist, but luckily it wasn't broken. Recently, Yan Jingchen stared at him for recuperation, so it wasn't too brittle anymore.

Taking a look at the fully charged mobile phone, the one that scared him to death for the third time was a WeChat message from Ziqing.

Little purple pill: Xiaowu Xiaowu, call Xiaowu.

Tong Wu: ...

Little Purple Pill: What are you doing?

Tong Wu: watching a movie

Little Purple Pill: So boring, where is the brother?

Tong Wu: Lan Yue called and told him to go down the mountain.

Little Purple Pill: Oh...

Seeing that he had nothing to say, Tong Wu put down his phone and continued to watch the movie. He saw the scene at the end where Harry fled back to the magic school with the body of his good friend Cedric.

He thought to himself, it must be a very sad thing to see a good friend die in front of him.

At this time, the phone rang again, and a voice from Ziqing invited him to play in Danfang.

This proposal aroused Tong Wu's interest. He has been living in the Kunlun School for almost half a month. He only visited Yan Jingchen's room, the Buddhist scripture building and Kunlun Square. It seems that he can visit the Danfang. good choice.

Tong Wu replied: "Okay, wait for me, come right away."

Ziqing asked again: "Do you know how to get here? It's snowing outside and the visibility is low. Don't go in the wrong direction."

Tong Wu opened the window and saw that it was really snowing outside.

He doesn't know how to fly, and he doesn't have the ability to fly like the zombies in the novel. He originally planned to walk to the alchemy room on foot, but it was indeed a bit difficult if the wind and snow were so heavy.

"Forget it, I can't get through that heavy snow." Tong Wu also sent a voice over.

After a while, Ziqing replied: "Where are you, I'll pick you up."

"In Yan Jingchen's room, it's snowing so heavily, is it okay for you to come over?"

"Okay, clean up and wait for me. Remember to bring a change of clothes! Stay at my place tonight."

Tong Wu replied "Okay" again, and began to sort out the things to be brought over.

He once heard a monk pretending to be a mortal studying in an Internet cafe mention living in a dormitory. Although there are inevitably some small conflicts in living together, most of them are things that sound interesting. Why go out over the wall to buy barbecue in the middle of the night Turn off the lights and sit in front of a laptop to watch a/v, or listen to someone talking about how to pick up girls, and before the exam, they are cramming and borrowing cheat sheets from each other...

Although there are some things that are silly to put on the stage, for Tong Wu, who has never slept with friends, it is full of freshness that makes him eager to try.

After a while, there was a light knock on the door, and Ziqing called him from outside the door.

Tong Wu took his things, opened the door and saw that Ziqing was squatting on his big smoky fan in a green army coat, and urged: "Quick, come up."

"Aren't you afraid of the cold?" Tong Wu rolled his eyes at him and jumped on the fan.

"Don't mention it, you will cry if you talk too much..."

"???"

Tong Wu was baffled, but he was used to Ziqing being nervous all day long, so he selectively ignored his expression of "Please beg me, please, I'll just keep talking" and see him panicking while holding the fan. She couldn't help laughing and said, "What's your expression? Have you been constipated recently?"

Ziqing: "..."

"Tong Xiaowu, can you be more disgusting?" Ziqing asked.

"Okay, what do you want to hear?"

Ziqing was speechless for a while again, thinking whether he should not invite this person to stay together today, why did he feel that the former innocent Tong Xiaowu was gone, replaced by Tong Wu who was as dark-bellied as his senior brother, and sure enough, the one who is close to ink is black hahahahaha... …

Yan Jingchen, who was dealing with work in the company, sneezed for no reason, somewhat bewildered.

Lan Yue said with concern on the side: "Brother, have you got a cold? It's been 300 years, and you finally got a cold again!"

Yan Jingchen: "Is it something worth celebrating that I have a cold?"