Time passed day by day, and Han Fei, Xu Kai and Long Xiaowei had always stayed in the place where the old monk lived, and they never left.

The past two days have been safe, everything seems to be so peaceful, Han Fei didn't receive some inexplicable phone calls to let him out, and he didn't hear some bad news from the people around him.

Maybe the other party had gradually run out of ideas, knowing that he was using these methods, he could only jump around like a clown, but Han Fei always felt that this was just the calm before the storm.

When everything comes back in the end, the longer the calm of these days, the more time will be for that day to fight back.

Han Fei has been trying his best to improve his strength in this place these days, although it is not much to improve, but fortunately, it is better than not improving himself at all.

At least the qi in his body was more accommodated, and he could have more choices to use for himself, Han Fei moved his muscles and bones, and let out bursts of dragon and tiger roars.

He set his eyes on the outside of the bamboo forest, and he knew that he should be about to go out, because the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival was about to arrive.

It's just tomorrow, tomorrow is the Midyear Festival, which means that I have to go back to the teaching building and take that treasure away.

On the night of the Midyear Festival, Han Fei could feel the wind howling, and the weather was still hot in July, but after late at night, the cool breeze made people feel that some temperature had penetrated directly into his body surface along the pores.

At the same time as Han Fei looked at the bright moon, a figure appeared beside him, and Han Fei looked sideways, it was the old monk who was empty.

The humble old monk looked at the bright moon in the sky, and at the same time there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Han Fei donor, but I'm worried about what will happen tomorrow, donor don't worry, even if I encounter a powerful enemy tomorrow, then I will definitely help Han Fei's donor you. The old monk smiled.

"Do the old-timers think that I will worry about these things? Since the old-timers know that I am from another world, they should know that I am just a passer-by in this world, and I will leave regardless of success or failure, so why should I worry, these are nothing more than trivial things. ”

Han Fei shook his head slightly, when the moonlight fell on his body, he suddenly had a desolate feeling, his interest had not been very high these days, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Maybe it's because of Bai Jingtao's death.

The humble old monk was stunned for a moment by what Han Fei said,

However, he quickly smiled again: "Han Fei's interest in the past few days is not high, but what you said is indeed right, Han Fei's donor, this world is indeed just a game for you, not even a dream.

You will still return to your own world, no matter how many memories you have left in this world, you still have to leave, but this is just a world that Han Fei's benefactor came to wander at will, so why not be in high spirits?"

The humble old monk asked with a smile.

"Old-timers, even if this world is just a game, even if it's just a dream, people will always feel a little angry because they lose the game, feel some sadness, win the game, feel some happiness and some joy,

In my dreams, I can also experience the ups and downs of life, and I can also experience the joys and sorrows of people, so it is normal for me to have such thoughts. Han Fei shook his head.

"The moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have joys and sorrows. Han Fei's don't have to mind too much, everything must have his arrangement and the best number, it's late at night, Han Fei's donor should rest early, tomorrow is the day Han Fei's donor succeeds, if he succeeds tomorrow, Han Fei's donor should be able to return to his own world!"

The words of the old monk gradually disappeared as his figure gradually faded away, leaving Han Fei alone in a daze under the moonlight.

The wind blew on his face, making his back look a little more lonely, the shadow was infinitely stretched, and Han Fei stood under the moonlight for a full night.

Waiting until the early morning of the next day, Han Fei and the old monk Xuhuai rushed towards the teaching building, as for Long Xiaowei and Xu Kai, Han Fei still left the two of them in the courtyard where the old monk Xuhuai lived.

Although the old monk has left, there is still that ancient tree, and that ancient tree is also a very strong man, and the other party is no worse than the strength of the old monk.

Having that ancient tree to protect Xu Kai and Long Xiaowei is indeed a better choice, rather than following him, it will be more dangerous.

The old monk still followed Han Fei in the dark, and did not appear directly, he was more like a shadow of Han Fei, only Han Fei came to the door of this teaching building alone.

Today, the entire school building is empty, there is no one, no teachers, no students, even the security guards on duty have returned, and only the director of education is left waiting at the gate of the university.

After seeing Han Fei coming, the teaching director slowly walked up with a cane: "Brother Han Fei, I don't lock the doors of all the teaching buildings, you can open them casually, if you want."

If you want to prepare something, you can call me and I'll send someone to deliver it.

If you want to use some of the equipment in the school, you can go directly to the equipment room, I have put everything in there, and the rest is ready, as for what happens next, it's all up to you!"

The teaching director's gaze was solemn, but Han Fei only nodded lightly, and the two of them completed the handover, and then the teaching director got into a black business car and quickly left into the distance.

It's just that before leaving, the teaching director rolled down the car window, and kept his eyes on Han Fei's body, with some complexity in his eyes, Han Fei had just stepped into this teaching building, and a huge yin wind was blowing in his face.

I don't know if it's because of the psychological effect, Han Fei felt that the whole school was much cooler than usual today, and there was a trace of coolness in the air, and he had to drill into the blood along his pores, which made him feel a shiver.

The weather is a little bad today, the sun is still shining, and there is a hint of stuffiness in the air from time to time. But the dark clouds in the sky occasionally obscured the sun, covering the whole underneath with an indescribable feeling.

If you are careful to find out, you will probably be able to find that the weather on the two days of Qingming Festival and Midyear Festival is generally cloudy and rainy.

This is because of the sudden rise of yin qi, even the sun was inevitably hindered, Han Fei came to the teaching building early, but he didn't do anything.

Just sitting in the middle of the playground by himself, a table had already been placed in front of him, a Dharma table, and on top of the table, there were all kinds of props.

In this huge playground, pillars were also inserted in other places, and these pillars were carved with some strange charms, which Han Fei specially used to make formations.

Somewhat strangely, a huge yellow cloth coat was draped in a corner of the playground, and some cinnabar-colored charms were also depicted on the yellow cloth.

Han Fei was quietly waiting for something, he just sat cross-legged, his body did not show the slightest breath, no one made a move in the darkness from day to evening, everything was so calm.

When the sun gradually sets over the mountain peaks, it indicates that the day is about to end, and the sky and the earth are plunged into an inky color.

The wind blew harder, and the whole school was filled with an inexplicable smell, an indescribable feeling.

When you smell it, you can feel the scalp swell and goosebumps.