I rely on the map to guide Xueba

This is all the chips in Wei Junxing's hand.

Zhang Heguang thought for a moment, his eyes rolled, his face was full of cunning,

"Are you really willing to give up the chance to leave here in exchange for He Jingshuo's life?"

Wei Junxing nodded without any hesitation.

The rattan slipped from the front of the podium to Wei Junxing's table in an instant, and turned into a palm stretched out in front of his eyes.

"However, Student Wei, you only have five pieces of cloth in your hand, and this news is worth at least seven pieces of cloth."

seven?Where would he find another two?This old fox, why does He Jingshuo only need one piece of cloth to exchange a message, but he wants seven pieces.

He glanced at Zhuohui beside him as if asking for help, and saw that his two fat hands were tightly grasping the two pieces of cloth, for fear that they might grow wings and fly away.

Wei Junxing turned his face to look at Gong Nianwei again, she didn't arrive in class last time, now she only has one piece of cloth in her hand, even if she borrowed it, it would not be enough.

At this time, Gong Nianwei also looked up at Wei Junxing. Wei Junxing thought she would take out the cloth without hesitation to save He Jingshuo, but Gong Nianwei looked at him with cold eyes, and held the cloth tightly under the table. Coins, did not let go.

Wei Junxing had no choice but to borrow from Zhuohui in a low voice,

"Borrow your cloth for a while, and when He Jingshuo wakes up, ask him to return it to you."

Zhuo Hun clenched his fat hands tightly, didn't look at him, and replied in a low voice,

"What if he can't wake up? Where can I find him?"

Seeing that Zhuo Hui was unwilling, Wei Junxing didn't want to make things difficult for others. After all, it was Zhuo Hui's hard work in exchange for it.

Wei Junxing turned around and walked out of his seat, stood in the middle of the classroom, bowed deeply to all the students sitting,

"Is someone willing to lend me two pieces of cloth to save He Jingshuo? I promise to return them after I save He Jingshuo. I will thank everyone here first."

He threw out a sentence, thinking that someone would lend it to him for the sake of blocking monsters for them last night, but in the end, the sentence seemed to disappear without causing any waves.

Zhang Heguang on the stage glanced at the students sitting down, and the corners of his mouth twitched contemptuously,

"Wei Junxing, it seems that you can't borrow it, so forget it. Tomorrow..."

With the mood of watching the excitement, he turned around to write on the blackboard and continue the next lesson, but suddenly a powerful voice came from behind him,

"I'll borrow it."

Mu Xin pushed the black-rimmed glasses at the corners of his eyes, and stood up resolutely.

Wei Junxing took the two cloths filled with Mu Xin's body temperature, and bowed deeply to Mu Xin gratefully.

"When He Jingshuo wakes up, he will definitely return it."

Unexpectedly, at the moment of crisis, it was the gentle and gentle Mu Xin who stood up.

Wei Junxing handed the seven pieces of cloth to Teng Tiao, Zhang Heguang took the cloth and looked at Wei Junxing thoughtfully, with an uncertain expression on his face,

"There are three souls and seven souls in human life, and one is indispensable. In the battle yesterday, He Jingshuo lost the most critical soul, the living soul. The living soul is the gate of life, so he has been unconscious."

"How can we save him?"

"Naturally, it's to search for it and save it. Alright, the time for answering questions is over. Next, it's time for us to start the class. In this class, we will talk about the word 'ritual'."

The rattan instantly turned into a brown pointer and neatly wrote the word "Li" on the blackboard.

"Rite: Ritual is the act of walking, so serving the gods brings blessings. Explanation of the name: Li, the body, the proof of the event, and the etiquette of human affairs. Advance and retreat to get the body, is the law of rectifying the human body. Respect The old and the young are orderly, there are rules in dealing with things, no fornication is committed, and human relations are not defeated, righteousness is the foundation, and the heart is respectful, and the attitude of righteousness in the house is also courtesy."

From the moment Zhang Heguang entered the classroom, Wei Junxing silently memorized his clothes and every word he said. As for the explanation of the word "li", he also understood every word of it. Make a note of it.

He Jingshuo is not here, he can only rely on himself, he has to remember every detail that may be useful to him, and he wants to rescue He Jingshuo.

Zhang Heguang finished this paragraph without even stuttering, and disappeared into a silver light, leaving a classroom of confused students.

A few fell asleep directly on the table, and a few glanced at Wei Junxing from time to time, wondering what they were thinking.

And Wei Junxing used all the cloth, but only got back this ambiguous sentence.

Where are you from?

The Buddha said: Come from where you come from, go to where you are going.He couldn't comprehend such a sentence by himself, but he had to do something, he couldn't stay like this, otherwise he would go crazy.

Everything that happened here was depressing. In his past 18 years, he had never been so overwhelmed. Even if he didn't study well, he had never felt so helpless.

If he could do it all over again, he would rather study hard and brush up on the papers than go to such a cram school again.

With a heavy heart, Wei Junxing pushed open the back door of the classroom and went out. He returned to his room and saw He Jingshuo who was still lying on the bed and hadn't moved.

The wound on his face had turned black and scabbed. Wei Junxing touched his head, and the fever subsided, but he just couldn't wake up, and his whole body was so peaceful that it made people feel creepy.

Wei Junxing grabbed He Jingshuo's well-knit hand, and started rambling again,

"Xueba, you have to live well, otherwise the position of Xueba will be mine."

He Jingshuo's hands were surprisingly soft, unlike him, who played ball every day, his palms were covered with calluses, and He Jingshuo himself was white, with slender fingers. With such hands, Wei Junxing couldn't imagine how to hold them. The silver gun picked the one who stabbed the immortal.

In yesterday's battle, everyone was terrified, but he and He Jingshuo didn't panic too much. He thought that the two of them would be able to deal with the hedgehog fairy with ease, but who would have thought that He Jingshuo would lose his soul.

Wei Junxing vowed secretly in his heart that he must find He Jingshuo's soul and bring He Jingshuo back to life.

In fact, in Wei Junxing’s childhood memories, there are still many interesting things. He originally wanted to take He Jingshuo to see them together, but after seeing only a bean worm torch, they couldn’t help themselves, and now they still owe it. Muxin two pieces of cloth.

Come where you come from, go where you go.Apart from this sentence, there are no other hints.

Wei Junxing still remembered He Jingshuo's last words behind him after he defeated Fairy Hedgehog. Thinking about it now, it was not He Jingshuo's usual tone of voice at all, it was a voice without warmth after his soul left his body.

Could it be that the soul was thrown into the pond?But how to find the lost soul?Are you looking for it during the day or at night?

Wei Junxing felt worried again for a while, if only the godmother and aunt were still there.

Looking at He Jingshuo's pale face, Wei Junxing felt worried for a moment, as if there were hundreds of cats scratching in his heart, which only disturbed him and made him restless.