Reaper of Faith [Quick Travel GL]

The young man was very capable, and in a little over two days, he abruptly finished all the homework for Yun Qingqiu.

Jingying is different from other schools. There is a credit system. The completion of vacation homework is calculated as credits and entered. It is not like other schools. It is not done after the students are sent to the students. Whether they are done well or not is optional, up to 30.00% The sampling rate is the sword of Damox hanging over each student's head.

Shen Zhaoxi checked it, because she showed good grades, so Lin Ruiyi answered the questions with open arms, and the correct rate of each homework was very high, and according to him, it was definitely different from his own homework.

Three days, whether it is long or not, is not short.

Shen Zhaoxi's food intake has increased from half a bowl of porridge to a bowl of rice. She still doesn't have much flesh on her face, and her body is terribly thin. Fortunately, after wearing a shirt and jeans, she made a little modification, and she looks handsome again. Pretty girl.

Yun Qingqiu's facial features are not very delicate, his eyebrows are thin and light, his eyes are not the popular almond eyes, his lips are very thin, and he put together a cold face, at first glance, there is a sense of beauty like jade.

Her facial features are more or less similar to Shen Zhaoxi's. After matching for a while, Shen Zhaoxi won't find it strange when looking at herself in the mirror.

On the first day of school, Shen Zhaoxi packed up her homework and went out with her schoolbag on her back.

Yun Qingqiu's home in the school is not far away, it's just five stops away, and it takes about ten minutes to get there.

The bus runs every 5 minutes. When Shen Zhaoxi arrived, he just saw a car blowing exhaust fumes and going away.

With the departure of the bus, the people on the platform were emptied a lot. Shen Zhaoxi walked over, waiting boredly.

The weather has just entered autumn, and the temperature has not yet dropped. Fortunately, the morning is very cool, and the air index in Jiangcheng is also good. It seems that there was a light rain last night, and the humidity is slightly heavy. There is a freshness of the mountains in the breath.

Da da da--

There was a sound of brisk footsteps, Shen Zhaoxi turned her head, and saw her neighbor downstairs, Song Qianxi.

When her eyes fell on the young girl, her brows furrowed without a trace.

She frowned not because there was anything wrong with Song Qianxi's appearance, but on the contrary, among women of the same age, Song Qianxi's appearance could be called quite outstanding.

Different from Yun Qingqiu's indifferent temperament, Song Qianxi's temperament can be said to be quite sweet, with curved eyebrows, round almond eyes, and two dimples at the corners of her mouth when she smiles. Although she is not tall, she has only He looks just over 1.6 meters tall, but his body proportions are very good, and he is also very good at dressing up. The goose-yellow top is made of light material. Under the high-waisted denim shorts are two long and straight legs. Stepping on a pair of small leather shoes, the whole person looks youthful And bright.

Seeing Yun Qingqiu, her eyes lit up, and she ran over like a pony with brisk steps, "Qingqiu! I haven't seen you for a long time, why didn't you call me back when I called you?"

People who don't know, think that the two are very familiar.

Shen Zhaoxi, who has inherited Yun Qingqiu's memory, knows that although the two have been classmates from elementary school to high school, they have no relationship with good friends, at most because they live upstairs and downstairs, Slightly more familiar than others.

Yun Zhaoxi took out her phone, pressed the power button, and said without sincerity, "It's out of battery, I haven't seen any news."

Song Qianxi "..."

The perfunctory breath almost directly stuck to her face.

New people came to the station one after another, and many of them knew Song Qianxi. Although Shen Zhaoxi was bored here, Song Qianxi seemed to be quite at home in other places. Aunt Cai coaxed her to her heart's content, her eyes narrowed together with a smile.

squeak--

The bus braked sharply and stopped in front of the station.

The aunts and uncles squeezed up with their age-appropriate gymnastics, and Shen Zhaoxi gave up her seat. After thinking about it, at her age, it is impossible for her to grab a seat in the car where she can sit.

Song Qianxi walked in front of her, and in less than 5 minutes, there was an extra flower protector by her side, who was not an elite student. Shen Zhaoxi guessed that he was from Jiangcheng Vocational High School on the same route. The boy was about seventeen or eighteen He is [-] years old, with yellow hair dyed, and his style is a bit unorthodox, but he is still quite good-looking.

Obviously talking to Song Qianxi made him very happy, and the smirk on his face couldn't be stopped at all, as if he wanted to grin from the corner of his mouth to his ears.

Shen Zhaoxi was the last few to get on the car, and when she stepped on the car, she pressed her ears——

"Hey, finish today's social task, learn master point +1."

She looked at Song Qianxi who had been squeezed into the middle of the car. Although her sweet and lovely face was useless in front of the aunt and uncle, the flower protector at least used his arms to build a safe area for her. Looking at her day and night, she raised her head, habitually showed a sweet smile, and waved her arms, "Qingqiu, come here."

Although it is still impossible to guess what is the connection between Yun Qingqiu's death and Song Qianxi, but she is [-]% sure that there is an evil spirit living in Song Qianxi's body.It can't be seen that the evil gods these days are quite capable of advancing with the times.

That filthy smell, even in the crowded and sweat-smelling bus compartment, seemed so different.

Just like canned herring, it will not lose its unique charm just because it is placed in the durian pile.

Ten minutes later, the bus with many people stopped at the platform of Jingying Middle School.

Huang Mao's flower protector bid farewell to Song Qianxi reluctantly, and repeatedly asked her to report her name if anyone bullied her. Brother Huang Mao is not easy to provoke.Song Qianxi helplessly advised people to study hard, not to mess with the society, and to be a good person, so Huang Mao continued to show a smirk, saying yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

Outside the bus, the eagerly awaited boy was already waiting so hard that his neck was sore.

"Why don't you come down..."

Shen Zhaoxi glanced at the young man standing on the platform muttering words, recalled it, and found the other party's identity.

He Zhao, former classmate, elite basketball prince, handsome and tall, it is said that his family is quite rich, and he is one of elite's school directors.

Shen Zhaoxi looked at the prince who was highly sought after by girls in school, holding a basketball, and after Song Qianxi came out, he went up to him like a fool.

The three of them had the same way back to class, Shen Zhaoxi walked in front, her keen ears allowed her to hear the voices behind her very well.

"How many times have I said, don't pick me up, you have been waiting for a long time."

He Zhao's voice was silly, "I didn't wait long, I bought you breakfast, Fuji's soy milk and deep-fried dough sticks, do you like it?"

"Congratulations to the host, I got a little admiration from He Zhao, +1 point for mastery."

Hearing this sentence, Shen Zhaoxi's footsteps paused, and when turning a corner, she looked at the two people behind who were fighting and fighting all the way from the corner of her vision.In her black and white eyes, a golden light flashed away.

Aura technique.

A technique that can observe one's luck, it is also a basic skill of Shinto monks.

However, this skill doesn't have much use value, monks don't need it, ordinary people don't know how to use it, and luck is not static. Doing good to accumulate virtue and doing evil will have different effects on luck.

In the novels that Shen Chaoxi often reads, when describing a person's luck, he often says that there are three flowers on his head, and there are dragons and phoenixes on his back. In her opinion, it is pure nonsense. Generally speaking, the technique of observing qi The most that can be seen is the degree of intertwined cause and effect in a person, as well as the strength of the golden light of merit.

The less cause and effect, or the stronger the golden light of merit, the more prosperous the luck will undoubtedly be.

In the eyes of Shen Chaoxi who opened his eyes, He Zhao was like a little sun, his whole body was covered with a strong golden light of merit.

It's just that these rays of light are superficial, not like they were obtained by themselves, but more like blessings from the outside world. Shen Zhaoxi speculates that either his ancestors have done great deeds to benefit his descendants, or his immediate family members are philanthropists—— It's the real deal, not the kind of show.

The same golden light is also found on Song Qianxi, but unlike He Chao, the former's golden light permeates the whole body, even on the head, while the latter's golden light is only concentrated on the Yintang point, which is the middle of the forehead, which is hidden in the legend. The upper dantian of the Palace of Gods.

The Mansion of the Hidden God is a Chinese saying. Among the monks, this place is usually considered to be the place where people's sea of ​​consciousness is located, and it is also a good place to seize homes. In other words, the evil spirit in Song Qianxi's body resides here.

Although the golden light on Song Qianxi's body was not as widespread as He Chao's, and the concentration was not as high as his, the amount was still considerable.

Of course, the word considerable is relative, at least as far as Shen Zhaoxi is concerned, she can't kill this evil god now, so she can only let it go and see what it will do.

Shen Zhaoxi's footsteps were fast, and she arrived at the second grade teaching building.

Except for the international class for studying abroad, the elite class adopts a grading system. From the elite class, the intensive class to the ordinary class, it is divided into three levels. Each level has three classes. The number of people in each class is about Between forty and fifty people.

Of course, it does not mean that there are no poor students in the elite class, and that the students in the ordinary class are not good enough, but in comparison, the proportion of top students in the elite class is higher. You need to pay a higher fee than going to a regular class.

In short, the level is there, the needs can be met, and everyone is happy.

The class placement table is posted on the bulletin board, and there is a QR code in the lower right corner. Scan the code and follow the official account to check the class placement and results with one click. Shen Zhaoxi, who has been in ancient times for several years and has not fully adapted to the modern society, remembered this And this thing.

Thank you for the convenience of modern society.

"Xixi, you are No.1 again this time, special scholarship, please treat me."

Shen Zhaoxi looked back subconsciously, only to find that in front of the class table, there was a red list with the names of the top [-] in the grade posted on it.

Among them, Song Qianxi's name ranked first.

"It's just luck... No.2 is only one point higher than me." Song Qianxi said modestly.

"It's been great."

"Xueba, no, no, Xixi is a god of learning."

"Since Shengyu and He Shengliang, why did you let me and a pervert like Song Qianxi be born in the same grade? Is it too late to ask for a relegation?"

A kind of classmate praised Song Qianxi completely at his fingertips, without ambiguity.

Song Qianxi spoke modest words, but she couldn't stop being happy when she saw the name ranked first.

Although I already knew the results, seeing my name written on the red list with my own eyes is still very different.

The reminder of the Xueba system also sounded just right at this time——

"Achieved excellent grades in the grade examination, and ranked first, academic dominance points +10x3."

Thirty Xueba points into the account, and Song Qianxi seemed to hear the sound of gold coins falling into the purse.

"You go to sign up first, I'll go to the bathroom."