"Sister nurse, are you going to give someone an injection?" Zhang Ling asked with a smile. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I'm going to give you an injection, poke you to death!" As she spoke, the female nurse stabbed Zhang Ling with a syringe.

"Misunderstanding, this is a pure misunderstanding, sister nurse, you are an angel in white, you will definitely not care about this." Zhang Ling said breathlessly while dodging the syringe.

"Hmph, little rascal, don't run, I'll poke you to death!" The female nurse said angrily.

"Cut, it's a fool not to run." Zhang Ling had a wind under his feet and quickly rushed out of the people's hospital.

It's only been a week since school started, and Zhang Ling has encountered so many incredible things, which makes a teenager who walked out of a mountain village inevitably feel a little ashamed.

"Alas, it's hard to be low-key when you're handsome." Zhang Ling sat on the bed in the dormitory and straightened his hair in front of the small mirror.

The other three roommates were all lying on the bed playing with their mobile phones, but Yang Dayang would glance at Zhang Ling from time to time.

"Cut, is Lao Tzu also handsome to the point that both men and women can eat?" Zhang Ling made a fuss, ready to lie down and squint for a while.

"Brother Ling, I'll discuss something with you." Yang Dayang leaned over to Zhang Ling's bedside and asked.

"What's the matter, hurry up, I still want to sleep for a while." Zhang Ling waved his hand and said.

"Brother Ling, I just wanted to ask if your ancient calligraphy and painting is ancestral?"

"What? Which ancient calligraphy and painting? Regarding Murong Wan'er's matter, Zhang Ling wanted to keep it secret and didn't want anyone around him to know, so he pretended to be crazy and stupid.

"It's the one you often cuddle up to sleep in at night."

"yes, it's the roll, and you sometimes curl it between your legs. I said Brother Ling, you are really, people will hold a roll of toilet paper when they sleep at night, and you will hold a roll of that thing......"

", when did I do that?" Zhang Ling hurriedly sat up straight, shouting in his heart: "Don't talk nonsense, my master and I are innocent." ”

"Spirit....... Brother Ling, I found your book to be very evil. Yang Dayang said hesitantly.

"How....... How? Did you find anything? Zhang Ling sighed secretly, thinking that it might be that the master came back and was discovered by them, right?

"Brother Ling, don't worry, it's like this. We were very curious about your painting, so we spread it out on your table, and when we saw that the woman on it was dressed, we lost interest in it and went to bed without even helping you close it. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Ling immediately raised his eyebrows, thinking that if you see that the master is not wearing clothes, I will definitely kill you.

The smoker Yang Dayang continued: "Brother Ling, you know, I like to lie on the bed and smoke, and the rest of the cigarette butts are thrown away, and they end up on your calligraphy and painting, and guess what......."

"You fucking burned the calligraphy and paintings?" Zhang Ling jumped off the bed and raised his fist to beat Yang Dayang.

Yang Dayang knew Zhang Ling's ability and understood that if he was punched down, he might lie down for half a month.

"Brother Ling, Brother Ling, don't worry, listen to me." Yang Dayang waved his hand again and again and said.

"Okay, you say."

Yang Dayang continued; "I know very well in my heart the importance of this calligraphy and painting to Brother Ling, and I know what the consequences of a cigarette butt with sparks falling on the calligraphy and painting will be, but I instinctively said something bad and caught fire!"

As soon as the words fell, the head of the dormitory, Qu Linghui, hurriedly handed over a bottle of drink, saying that there was a fire somewhere, and hurriedly splashed it.

Without hesitation, I twisted the cap and broke the bottle, which caught fire with a bang.

Later, I learned that Ye Azhejiang had bought a new motorcycle, which was the gasoline he bought.

The gasoline burned out quickly, but the calligraphy and painting were intact, and the fire seemed to have been absorbed by the calligraphy.

Hearing this, Zhang Ling hurriedly ran over and carefully inspected the ancient calligraphy and painting, and it was true that there were no traces of fire on it.

"I'm rubbing, is it so magical?" Zhang Ling smacked his lips secretly, thinking of the antique expert brought by Erniu at the beginning, he said that this painting must be worth at least one million.

Now, it seems, is much more than that.

Just with the effect of this calligraphy and painting, it is worth 10 million.

It's just that Wan'er lives in it, and if someone else pays 100 million, Lao Tzu won't sell it.

Zhang Ling thought to herself that this calligraphy and painting was so magical, it was very likely that the master had returned, and she had absorbed the fire in it.

Under the injection of the mysterious gaze of the three idiot roommates, Zhang Ling waved his hand, saying that there are ten thousand very ugly evil ghosts and fierce spirits living in this calligraphy and painting, and that fire was eaten by the evil ghosts inside.......

"Stupid apprentice, who are you scolding for being evil ghosts and fierce spirits?" Murong Wan'er stretched out her hand and twisted Zhang Ling's ears fiercely.

"No, I didn't say you were a ghost."

"And who do you say is ugly?" As she spoke, Murong Wan'er twisted Zhang Ling's ears with more intensity.

"No, master, I didn't say ......"

"Hmph, you're ugly, all of you are ugly!"

"Uh."

"Alas, Brother Ling, why are you still talking nonsense? You can't be confused, right? Don't worry, we promise not to touch your stuff in the future. The three roommates saw Zhang Ling babbling there with facial expressions, and the chrysanthemums below were already frightened.

"Master, when did you come back?" Zhang Ling asked.

"Zhang Ling, I'm going to go out this time, you have to be extra careful, and besides, you must work hard to cultivate the Spirit Character Recipe Book during this time, it will help you." After speaking, Murong Wan'er disappeared.

"Master, master........" Zhang Ling even shouted a few times, but Murong Wan'er was stunned and didn't respond.

"Alas, it seems that the master is really going to go far away, so wouldn't I be able to flirt with my sister without any worries......."

"You dare!"

"Ah, master, you haven't left yet?"

"Zhang Ling, if you dare to bully other girls, I ...... I must have emasculated you! ”

Murong Wan'er's voice came from her ears again, and Zhang Ling yelled excitedly: "Master, don't worry, my first time will definitely be left to you!" ”

"Ah, crazy crazy, Brother Ling is crazy!" The three roommates hugged each other, watching Zhang Ling entertain himself there, and everyone's hearts were full of emotion.

After the master left, Zhang Ling held the book of spiritual characters and read it until late at night, until the three roommates all fell asleep in fear........

At five o'clock in the morning the next day, Zhang Ling went for a run as usual.

This time he chose a park near the school, and his goal was to run twenty laps around the park.

This time it was a pain for the little couple in the park, who wanted to take advantage of the excitement of the morning to come to the quiet park for a shot.

But this Zhang Ling circled around the park for a while, and just felt that he was disturbed by Zhang Ling who ran here, which was called a depression.

Finally, the man couldn't help it, and stood up with his pants rubbed, Zhang Ling thought he was going to beat himself, but he didn't expect him to point to the woman on the ground and say: "Xiaocui, hurry up and get dressed, let's go to another park to continue." ”

"Oh, Brother Tao, you are really, come directly, why are you shy." The woman named Xiaocui was very gentlemanly, and she put the bra back on directly in front of Zhang Ling.

When leaving, this woman named Xiaocui didn't forget to throw a wink at Zhang Ling, and her expression was clearly saying, "Little handsome guy, are you interested in being together?" ”

"Phew, can this kind of thing happen together? Who will call dad when you have a child in the future? ”

Zhang Ling was suddenly full of contempt for that woman, thinking that you are still wearing a school uniform, and you are actually like this....... Hey, wait, what's floating above that little cui's head?