After handing in the cub game

Hua Guojing City, Cultivation Academy.

At noon in summer, the hot weather couldn’t stop the students from going to the cafeteria. The sun above their heads was like a decoration to them. No one showed signs of sweating in the sun, even if some people Wearing a robe, the whole body is dry and refreshed, without any embarrassment.

"Let let, let let!"

The relaxed atmosphere was broken by a young man rushing out from the cafeteria door holding a black umbrella.

The person in front subconsciously avoided, and after turning sideways, he realized that there was a shadow under the youth's umbrella that was so weak that it was about to dissipate.

"Excuse me, thank you!"

Han Qi protected the people under the umbrella, and ran in the path spontaneously made by the alumni who came to cook. While running, he turned his head to look at the phantom beside him, for fear that he would not be able to keep up and be exposed to the sun.

"Yo, Han Qi. Your friend? What's wrong with him?"

Someone recognized Han Qi, took out a piece of talisman paper from his pocket and pasted it on the phantom under the umbrella.As the talisman paper burned, the phantom solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Senior, thank you so much." Han Qi was overjoyed, and then she had the time to slow down and reply: "Is there any Yin Judgment Talisman left? I'll buy it."

The senior spread his hands, helplessly: "It's just one, I drew it during practice in class today, and I put it in my pocket. But this one of mine is a middle-grade one, and he won't be in trouble for a while, don't worry, pack it If you go to the school infirmary, nothing will go wrong."

"Thank you." Xu Ying followed suit.

Han Qi introduced: "This is Duanyang, my roommate. He accidentally ate a prickly ash with aura at dinner just now. The yang energy is so abundant that it became like this. It really scared me to death, thanks to you, senior."

The senior didn't make fun of Duanyang, but comforted him: "It's fine. When you go to the school doctor's office, you can stop by and complain to the person in charge of the cafeteria. It is probably because the chef didn't use the tableware properly. Going to eat the exclusive meal for Ghost Cultivator."

He blinked: "There is a reward for successful reporting."

"Reward?" Duanyang's eyes lit up, "What reward?"

He thought that today was pure bad luck, but he didn't expect that there would be a surprise.Then it's not too bad for him to reduce his yin energy because he ate the aura pepper.

"I don't know, but it shouldn't hurt."

Their school is different from ordinary schools, everything must be done strictly according to the rules and regulations. After all, this is a major event that could hurt one's life if one is not careful, and the cafeteria is no exception.So even if Han Qi and the others live broadcast the whole process to report, no one will make small moves afterwards.

Han Qi thanked: "Then let's stop by later, senior, and I'll treat you to dinner later."

The senior took the opportunity to make a request, and slaughtered his rich junior: "I want to eat in the cafeteria!"

"no problem!"

Han Qi said goodbye to the senior, and walked to the school infirmary with Duanyang.

The school infirmary, every student who enters the Xiuzhen Academy is no stranger to this place.Who didn't have any bruises while taking special courses? They are more familiar with the way to the school infirmary than their way home, and they all remember the several decorative patterns on the curtain.

It can be said that in the Cultivation Academy, you don't need to know the way to the classroom or the way to the dormitory, but you must not know the way to the school doctor's office.

Han Qi and Duanyang, who have been in school for two years, are really familiar with this place.

It's just different today. In the past, you can see as soon as you enter the door. Behind the counter, there are so many people in white coats that make people feel shadowy. At this time, none of them are guarding their posts.

Han Qi put away the black umbrella and looked left and right like a thief like Duanyang, afraid that this was a temporary exam question set by some big boss in the school for them to solve the illusion or something.

Legend has it that high school masters have good luck, and they also encountered it today?

"Don't look for them, they are not here."

Suddenly, a clear and deep male voice sounded, and with the voice, a tall and handsome man came out from the infirmary through the curtain.

"What disease are you looking for?"

What the hell!

Han Qi and Duanyang were dumbfounded, looking at the man in front of them, unable to speak.

It turned out to be the famous No. 1 Hua Guoxiu, the super boss Professor Yan Jueyan who can only have the opportunity to meet after entering the junior year!

Seeing them staring at him stupidly with their mouths open, Yan Jue glanced calmly and walked to the counter, found the Yin-gathering talisman in the talisman cabinet that occupied the entire wall, waved his hand and took out the talisman paper towards the counter. A weak ghost cultivator beat him.

"Private fights are not allowed in the academy, and the dueling stage is forbidden to be opened to the public this week. This student ghost cultivator, what have you experienced to become this weak appearance?"

He took out his mobile phone and glanced at last week's notice. After making sure that he remembered correctly, Yan Jue leaned on the counter and waited for the reply from the two people opposite him. In the end, he waited and waited. The two people hadn't recovered from the shock. After that, he raised his voice and said "hmm" slowly.

"Ok?"

This sound brought a bit of spiritual power, which directly woke the two of them up.

Han Qi blurted out: "Professor Yan, can you sign for me?"

The air was suddenly quiet.

Standing next to Han Qi, Duan Yang was so embarrassed that he wanted to pull out the Yin Judgment Talisman from his body again, making it transparent on the spot.After Han Qi finished speaking, she also blushed, staring at her toes and not daring to look up.

"Ah."

A chuckle sounded, Yan Jue looked at the two young students who were full of vigor, and agreed with a smile: "Okay, where to sign?"

Han Qi lost the courage she had before, so she muttered and couldn't speak.

Duanyang was much smarter than him, and immediately stepped forward with his black umbrella in his arms, stretched his side and straightened his eyes, and said anxiously, "Is it okay to sign here?"

Han Qi glared at her little friend in disbelief.

Yan Jue signed his name on the umbrella with aura and said with a smile, "Can you answer my question now?"

Holding an umbrella, Duanyang happily told about his tragic experience in the cafeteria, and then said: "I told the person at the vegetable counter after eating, and that person has already been replaced."

The implication is that later people should not be as unlucky as him.

By the way, please brag!

"That's it, it seems that the person who handles the vegetables did not operate properly. Thank you for reporting, and I will give you an explanation for this matter as soon as possible." Yan Jue is business-like, "It seems that there is a reward for reporting, etc. Ah, let me take a look."

Han Qi and Duanyang saw that Yan Jue took out his "elderly" mobile phone that was popular 200 years ago, opened it and looked at it, and said to them: "You can reward a low-grade talisman paper. The range..."

Without turning his head, Yan Jue circled a range with light green wood-type spiritual power in the amulet cabinet at the back, "Choose from these types, and you can choose one for each person."

"If you don't want the talisman paper, it can also be used to pay for this medical treatment."

When seeing a doctor in the school infirmary, students of this school can enjoy a very large discount. The talisman paper used by Duanyang is almost the same as the low-grade talisman paper.

Han Qi and Duan Yang said in unison: "Let's choose talisman paper."

Neither of them are students majoring in talismans. Compared with money, of course it is more cost-effective to choose talismans.

After sending the two away, Yan Jue went back to the school infirmary, sat down on a hospital bed at random, and looked at the black mist the size of a palm rolling around in the square box he built with his spiritual power. Reluctantly removed the aura box, reached out to hold the mist in his hand.

After being caught, Mist still twisted around flexibly, looking very reluctant.In fact, Yan Jue, who is connected with Wuqi, knows that this is not unhappy, but a manifestation of "playing after fun".

This is the 261 cubs received by the kindergarten, the ghost king from the parallel plane of Huaguo.

Oh, specifically, the little ghost king who was reborn back to his juvenile state after being injured, is currently delirious and has no human form, and is a happy little fool.

Not to mention summoning tens of thousands of ghosts to fight for him, if the wind is stronger, he can be blown away directly, so Yan Jue only dared to release the small coal balls to let the wind out when he was indoors.

Forgot to mention, Little Coal Ball is the nickname he gave to the ghost king, the kind he only dared to call secretly in his heart.

Rubbing the cool, soft little briquettes all over his body, Yan Jue announced unreasonably: "It's time for a wind break today, I'll go back to the kindergarten to play with my brothers, be obedient."

Then, regardless of the sad change from a sphere to a plane, and the mist flowing down from the fingers, he sent the little briquettes back to the kindergarten.

Yan Jue told the school about the report of the ghost cultivator students just now, switched to the group of the Special Administration Bureau, and asked about the battle situation on the front line.

Why would a professor of him come to the infirmary, and why aren't the doctors there?

It was because many monsters were found on the border, and there were too many injured practitioners and soldiers, and capable doctors rushed to help.

He has a high level of cultivation, but in terms of efficiency, he is naturally inferior to professionals.The school infirmary was relatively quiet, and most of the injuries suffered by the students could be treated with talisman papers and pills, so he was sent here as a temporary doctor.

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