Those years of bking for green tea apprentices

(eleven)

"Mr. Wang, thank you." Yang Yan put down the paper cup in her hand, sighed deeply, and tried to smile.Her complexion was pale, her lips were chapped due to lack of water, and she hadn't closed her eyes much in the past month, and her eyes were black and blue, "I brought my family to school because of panic, and neither the doctors nor the police could find out what happened to Xiao Wan. How can the school do something like this? Don’t you think so?”

"..." Teacher Wang opened his mouth and closed it subconsciously. In this situation, the school can't say anything to change the situation. He can only comfort Yang Yan with a smile, "The school will fully cooperate, classmate Zhao Wanwan After all, you are a student of the school, so the school will definitely not let it go. Just take good care of Zhao Wanwan, if there are any difficulties in the family, the school also has a lot of policies..."

"No need." Yang Yan stood up with the corner of the table, and Zhang Chen quickly stepped forward to support her. She shook her head with difficulty, "Our family is not bad, and the school policy is to take care of students from poorer families as much as possible. Let's go." She raised her legs and walked out the door, only to feel that her legs were as heavy as lead, and she almost kept leaning on Zhang Chen's shoulder to breathe, "I'm so tired, Xiao Chen, go back to class soon .”

How could Zhang Chen dare to go back to class by himself under such circumstances? His mother told him to take good care of his aunt, at least he had to send his aunt to the school gate.He helped Yang Yan go out, and comforted Yang Yan as he walked: "Auntie, don't worry too much, maybe she will be fine when you arrive at the hospital today? ——Well, Junior Brother Ji, let's go first... Hey? Where's Junior Brother Ji?"

He originally turned around and looked subconsciously at the two chairs next to him just now, but his glance was in vain. The two chairs were neatly tucked under the desk, as if they had never been taken out.

When he turned his head, Teacher Wang from the Academic Affairs Office also turned his head, looked at the two chairs strangely, and then at Zhang Chen: "What's the matter, Zhang Chen? Did something fall?"

"No, no. Teacher Wang, did Junior Brother Ji go out with his uncle just now?"

"What are you talking about, kid?" Mr. Wang tapped the back of Zhang Chen's head, and pointed to the door, "You and your aunt came in just now, where are there other people?"

"Ah?" Zhang Chen touched his painful head and couldn't help scratching the roots of his hair, "Did I remember wrong? I clearly remembered just now..."

He pointed to the two side-by-side chairs, trying to restore the scene in his mind, but found that he seemed unable to say anything.The vaguely existing pictures in my mind are like graffiti on the beach, and the memories flooded up like a tide, and were washed away in a while: "Hey? What did I just want to say? - Forget it, then Mr. Wang, we will I'm leaving."

"Yeah." Zhang Chen was sent out. Teacher Wang stood at the door and watched him go downstairs. He was half joking and half threatening, "Send your aunt out of school and come back to class. I will tell you if you skipped the first class." I won’t punish you, if you miss the second class, you will work for a month’s work for the students on duty in your class.”

On the other side, Fang Yanchu had already walked out of the office building, and Ji Qianshan stuffed him with an orange. Fortunately, the two egg yolks he ate in the morning were too choking, so chew it and drink water.Fang Yanchu took the handkerchief Ji Qianshan handed over without changing his expression, wiped his hands with the handkerchief, and then Fang Yanchu said, "Take me to the underground parking lot of your school."

"Why is master meddling with these people's business?" Ji Qianshan hugged his arm, stuck to his side and pointed him to the underground parking lot, "Master usually doesn't even care about me. "

His master yelled so smoothly, Fang Yanchu took him as an apprentice in less than a day, but this master seemed to have been yelling for thousands of years, without embarrassment at all.

Fang Yanchu stuffed a handful of evil spirits into Ji Qianshan's arms, while pulling his arm out of his embrace, he tapped his forehead: "Don't talk too much, let's see what these evil spirits have to do with Xiao Shenghun's body." the difference?"

This evil spirit was obtained from the woman named Yang Yan, and she was the one with the strongest evil spirit among several people. Although it was not as good as the fierce creature beside him, it was enough to be seen as a human being.If Xiaoshenghun didn't look like six or seven years old at most, Fang Yanchu would have thought that Xiaoshenghun was Yang Yan's daughter Zhao Wanwan.

The evil spirit falling into Ji Qianshan's hands is like a handful of clay falling into the hands of a craftsman who is more skilled than this, and he becomes obedient and obedient in an instant, being pinched back and forth according to his will, and finally being pinched It became a small mud ball.Ji Qianshan took a look at the mud ball, and replied: "There is no essential difference, they are all the evil spirit of the three corpses gathering souls, but this one is lighter, it should be from the people around you."

"En." Fang Yanchu nodded, and walked towards the underground parking lot without saying a word.

Now there is no need for Ji Qianshan to point the way, he can feel the direction of the evil spirit himself.Judging from the situation of the young souls, the three-corpse soul-gathering formation is very close to completion, but he didn't feel it at all when he came to Chongming No. [-] Middle School to send Ji Qianshan to school last time.

Is it simply because his strength is unsustainable?

Or……

Fang Yanchu gradually slowed down his pace, and looked back at the auspicious aura rising from the roof of the office building. The purple aura lingered around the entire campus, almost neutralizing the evil aura wafting from the underground parking lot.

Or is this auspicious omen a deliberate game?

The underground parking lot of Chongming No. [-] Middle School is very large, occupying almost one-third of the entire campus, with several different entrances and exits inside and outside the school.This is because the school auditorium of Chongming No. [-] Middle School often hosts some large celebrations, and nearly [-] people come here at the most times, so the capacity requirements for the parking lot are very high.

But when there are no celebrations, it will inevitably look a little deserted here.

Several cars brought by the school teachers were parked here and there, and the underground lighting system was only turned on every few lights because of the need to save energy. Wandering around the parking lot, the whole underground is dark and cold.

When Fang Yanchu and Ji Qianshan went down, a gust of wind rushed up, mixed with the cold atmosphere from the ground and the dust on the ground, blowing Ji Qianshan sneezed twice.

"Ah Choo!" He rubbed his nose, brushed off a trace of dust from his face, and quickly followed Fang Yanchu, "Master, are you cold? Why don't you wear my coat."

Although he said this, he tightly grasped the neckline with his hands. Seeing that Fang Yanchu always ignored him, Ji Qianshan once again quickened his pace and walked up to Fang Yanchu, biting his words and repeating: "Master, are you cold?" Is it? The gust of wind blowing over just now made me feel so cold, why don't you wear my coat?"

As he said that, Ji Qianshan pulled down the zipper of his coat as if to take it off, his eyes were fixed on Fang Yanchu, his eyes were faintly moist from the two sneezes, they were full of tears under the dim light, his face was full of " I'm so cold but I want to protect you, you praise me."

I don't know why Ji Qianshan, who is so fierce and not even a person, is so cold here.

Reaching out to brush his head twice, Fang Yanchu shook his hand and asked casually, "Is it still cold now?"

Ji Qianshan stood upright for a while, and after a long while he raised his head and looked around. He saw a piece of paper being blown around by the wind from under his feet, but he couldn't feel any wind on his body.His eyes lit up in surprise: "Master, you are so amazing!"

"Cough," Ji Qianshan praised people and said it bluntly. Fang Yanchu, a saint who has lived for thousands of years, was a little embarrassed. He coughed twice before answering, "It's just a small spell."

The high-level version of Dust Avoidance is indeed a small spell, which was improved by Fang Yanchu when he seemed to have nothing to do, but it is the only one in the world, and there is no semicolon.

"Then I will leave my coat for Master to keep out the cold and wind." Ji Qianshan happily pulled down the zipper of the coat and forced it into his hands, "Master may be a little small, so let Master put it on his hand." Bar."

He bent Fang Yanchu's arms, folded his clothes bit by bit, and carefully put them on with the side with his name tag facing out. See me!"

Ji Qianshan on the name tag smiled crookedly. He always had a smile in front of Fang Yanchu. He carefully hid his sharp eyebrows in a gentle smile, especially in this cold underground parking lot. It looks more like a shining lamp, bringing more warmth than the dust-proof technique.

"Isn't this Senior Fang? Are you joking with your apprentice in the underground parking lot full of evil spirits?" Before the two masters and apprentices reached the area where the evil spirits are most intense, a sharp and familiar voice interjected. He came in, "I advise Senior Fang to take the young disciples out, this is not a place to play around."

Following the sound, isn't it the elder Zheng Dongjian who was just escorted out by the security?

Zheng Dongjian had already changed into a Taoist robe, combed his messy beard all the time, and hung a mahogany sword around his waist, which really looked like a fairy.He was holding a huge compass in his hand, and the pointer on the compass was spinning wildly. While trying to stabilize the compass, he held his head high and looked at Ji Qianshan with contempt: "I know that Senior Fang is a powerful man, but It may not be able to protect a Taoist boy who has only learned Taoism for two days."

His attitude was very arrogant, Fang Yanchu walked in front of him without looking sideways, his thin lips parted slightly, and a voice as soft as a whisper was blown into his ears along the wind: "That's because you are ignorant."

Ji Qianshan also followed Fang Yanchu and swaggered past him, letting out a sneer from his throat.

"Boy, what are you laughing at?"

"I've heard a saying that the King of Hades wants you to die in the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch." Ji Qianshan slowed down briefly, and smiled slightly in front of Zheng Dongjian. The look that restrained his smile was piercingly cold It was as if the bursting knife light almost cut off the dark wind underground.

With a "click", the crazily spinning compass pointer suddenly stopped and broke into two short magnetic needles.