May 3rd, early morning, foggy, dense fog. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Bai Ze stretched his waist and pushed open the window of the small room, and the milky fog drifted in like catkins and brushed his face.

This thick fog is very similar to the fog when he killed the Black Crow Daoist that night, and it is inevitable to sigh when he thinks about it occasionally.

Doctor Xue would always praise him when he talked about it, but he always smiled and didn't say anything.

Doctor Xue was not at the scene at the time, but when he talked about it, it was exactly the same as when he was at the scene, which made Bai Ze inevitably frightened.

Killing the Black Crow Daoist has the element of avenging his uncle, and it also has the effect of deterring Doctor Xue.

Ning Fengliu and Zhao Kuo in the previous life were not friends, and Bai Ze and Xue Divine Doctor in this life were not friends.

It's just a matter of using each other.

He can kill the Black Crow Daoist at the peak of the star state, and he can also kill the Xue Divine Doctor at the peak of the star state, which is a deterrent.

It's just that his sword technique is not as strong as Divine Doctor Xue thought.

Now he is not the former Zhao Kuo, the knife is not the knife of the past, and the hand is not the hand of the past, the bell still remembers, but the sound of the strings is blurred.

If the knife is still the same as before, and the knife technique is still the same as before, the sound of wind chimes will definitely be heard when the Black Crow Dao person dies under his knife.

But no.

The Black Crow Daoist didn't hear the wind chimes.

There are flaws in his current knife technique, he is no longer a magic knife, and he has lost his demonic nature.

The missing part is the sound of the strings that have been blurred, the sound of Wan'er's strings, or to put it bluntly, Wan'er.

It's just that Wan'er has become a ripple.

Ripple's eyes seem to be familiar, and they also say that they know him, but they don't actually know him.

Therefore, the current wind chimes are flawed, and the foundation of the knife technique still has to be practiced from scratch.

The full moon is lacking, and it is beyond human reach, perhaps it is a knot in the heart.

Bai Ze looked out the window and said to himself with a smile: "Heavenly Witch, Zhao Lianyi?" You are my woman after all, you can't deny it, you are Wan'er!"

He had asked Divine Doctor Xue to check her traces, but it was actually very contradictory.

He wanted to find it, but he hoped he couldn't.

Zhao Lianyi was alone with the water-patterned green dragon pendant, that piece of jade is now a disaster star, and many people must be looking for her now.

If Doctor Xue can find out, she is most likely in danger.

That's why he has to practice his sword skills even harder.

Regardless of whether she has become Wan'er or not, she is his woman, and as a man, he always has to pick up a knife to protect her, even if he kills all the people in the world.

In addition, he is the owner of the Water Pattern Green Dragon Pei, and people with a heart should be able to find him soon, which can't be avoided.

He got up very early today, it has been a long time since he got up so early, today is the day he goes to school, the day set by his grandfather.

Grandpa is old, although he doesn't want to go, but he can't go against his will, and the last month of his senior year of high school will always be over, and it will end when he gets his graduation certificate.

What is he going to do when he goes to school with such a scourge, is it boring?

Just go!

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Hangzhou No. 1 Middle School, a long-lost, familiar, and somewhat unfamiliar place.

When he first entered the school, he did not go back to his classroom first, but went to find his homeroom teacher, Chinese teacher Zhang Wensong.

When he approached the office of the language group, he stood in front of Zhang Wensong in such a grand manner, smiling friendly, his lips red and his teeth white.

Bai Ze smiled like a good child, "Hello Teacher Zhang!"

Zhang Wensong was correcting his homework, and when he looked up, he saw that it was the student who was still in prison within the known range suddenly appeared in front of him, and of course he was shocked.

Zhang Wensong said incoherently: "How did you get out?...... Oh no, the teacher didn't believe you would do that kind of thing, oh yes, are you back in class? That's good, that's good, go back to class. “

Bai Ze still stood still and said in a clear manner: "Teacher Zhang, I'm coming back to class, but I want to change classes." ”

Zhang Wensong put down the pen in his hand and instinctively wondered: "Why, which class do you want to transfer to?" ”

Bai Ze said: "I want to transfer to the twenty-second class of liberal arts, another class you lead." ”

Zhang Wensong shook his head and smiled: "Impossible, impossible, it's a key class, not everyone can get in, if you change to other classes, the teacher may be able to help you, this is impossible." ”

Zhang Wensong couldn't stop muttering in his heart, Bai Ze was originally a thorn, and now that he had just come out of prison, he wanted to change classes, and he couldn't wait to send him away.

But someone has to ask for it!

Moreover, it's still a key class, isn't this a joke, daydreaming.

Bai Ze was also annoyed, but just smiled: "Teacher Zhang is helping." ”

Zhang Wensong still shook his head: "This is impossible, it's not that the teacher won't help you." ”

As the saying goes, stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person, Bai Ze's smile is too contagious, if he had put it before, he would have let him go.

In the past, when Bai Ze went to class and slept in class, he used the joints of his index finger and middle finger to directly hit his head, and after knocking for a long time, Bai Ze used to be instigated when he saw him.

A teacher should have the majesty of a teacher.

Zhang Wensong has always thought so.

Even if Bai Ze did something outside during his suspension of school, even if he stayed in prison, he, as the head of the language group and the former head teacher, could still suppress him.

It was just that the next moment, his smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

I saw Bai Ze looking around and seeing that there was no one else in the office, he took out a stack of money from his schoolbag and threw it directly on Zhang Wensong's desk.

Bai Ze still smiled: "This is 10,000, the teacher can help." ”

Zhang Wensong leaned back in the chair, looked at the red stack of 100 yuan bills on the test paper, and still shook his head and smiled: "Who did you learn from? Are you going to buy the teacher?"

Bai Ze still smiled, took out another stack of money from his bag, and threw it on Zhang Wensong's desk.

The same thickness, the same 100 yuan bill, another 10,000.

Zhang Wensong took the teacup, stored water, and took a sip: "Do you look down on the teacher?"

Bai Ze nodded, raised his eyebrows, and took out two stacks of money from his bag, "Is this enough?"

Zhang Wensong was not calm, there were 40,000 in front of him, and Bai Ze was just a student to him.

Zhang Wensong said: "Where did you get this money? Do you know that it is dangerous for a person to bring so much money to school?"

Bai Ze still has to dig it out, and Zhang Wensong is even more calm, "You still have it." ”

Bai Ze nodded, and took out two stacks of money: "This money comes from absolutely formal, don't worry about it, teacher, if something happens, I will bear it." ”

Zhang Wensong still shook his head: "It's not that the teacher doesn't help you, it's just that this matter is a bit troublesome." ”

Bai Ze looked at Zhang Wensong and smiled, he shook his head in front of Zhang Wensong, and began to slowly put the stacks of money back into his bag, one by one, one by one.

Bai Ze said: "If Teacher Zhang doesn't help me, I'll go to Teacher Chen, the head teacher of Class 22, and I'm sure he will help me." ”

In front of Zhang Wensong's eyes, as stacks of money were put back into the bag, 60,000 became 50,000, 50,000 became 40,000, and 40,000 became 30,000...... This kind of pain cannot be understood in person.

Zhang Wensong understood what the head teacher of class 22 was, so he finally changed his words: "You see if this will work, you are still a student in my class, I will arrange you to class 22 to audit, you can be regarded as a temporary transfer student, so it's okay." ”

There were still 20,000 on the table, Bai Ze's hand stopped, Bai Ze still smiled: "I know, the teacher helps me, I must invite Teacher Chen from Class 22 to dinner, and I have to accompany the wine, and ask for people, 20,000 yuan is considered hard work, thank you." ”

When Bai Ze said thank you, he bowed deeply.