Mojia School.

Ink dyed clothes sat on the long seat, and at the same table with her was the daughter of the fourth uncle, Mo Shiping's family, her cousin, ink dyed brocade.

"Cousin Yi, my silkworm treasure has broken its shell, haven't you moved yet?" The ink-dyed brocade deliberately shook the sealing ring on her wrist, the turquoise bracelet, verdant, glowing with lustre, and the fat image of the jade silkworm floated on it, and it was cute and cute.

"Congratulations to Cousin Jin." Mo Dye Yi smiled slightly, said softly, and continued to turn through the thin booklet in his hand page by page.

Mo Dye Jin was not very satisfied with her indifference, her eyes rolled around, and when she had an idea, she suddenly pulled out the booklet in her hand.

"I've seen it so many times, is there a flower in it?" She tossed it around vigorously, making the booklet rattle.

The room is quiet, the movement here naturally attracts the attention of others, seeing the behavior of the ink dyeing brocade, some disdain, some disdain, a few older people glanced at it and turned their eyes back, do what they should do, the smaller ones met in twos, laughed in a low voice, looked back at the two from time to time, and then buried their heads in a whisper.

Mo Dyed Jin's face flushed, and he suddenly said loudly: "Cousin Yi, you should read more books about spirit beasts, the jade silkworm has not broken its shell for a long time, aren't you in a hurry?" ”

All of a sudden, everyone looked at it again, their eyes full of surprise and ridicule.

Mo Dye Yi raised his eyes and looked around, lowered his eyelids, and sure enough, his eyes could speak, and everyone's thoughts were in his eyes.

She faintly heard, "It's been almost three months, and I haven't let the jade silkworm break its shell, what a fool!" ”

"Who's to say it isn't? I'm going to hand in the spirit silk from next month, and if I can't hand it in, I'll be punished. ~”

"What are you worried about this for? There is a younger sister of an inner disciple, and she is afraid that she will not be able to complete the task? ”

"Hehe, too, I don't have such a good life, of the six brothers and sisters in our family, I am the only one who has a spiritual root."

"It's only six, and I have ten in my family, isn't it the same!"

"People's fortunes don't stop there, I heard that the marriage contract between our family and the Nangong family is her."

"Hey, isn't that her sister?"

"No, it's her, I heard that the young master of the Nangong family is not in good health, so she chose to be happy!"

"Chongxi? That's not bad, with her qualifications, being able to marry the Nangong family is already high. ”

"Hehe, that ink-dyed brocade is also stupid, I just let the jade silkworm break its shell, and I'm embarrassed to say it, if it were me, I would have been too ashamed to see anyone."

"That's all she can do, bullying and bullying ink-dyed clothes."

"I don't like either of them, one falls when the wind blows, and the other is very self-righteous, and I think I'm really a character, it's funny!"

"Just watch the jokes, the daily schoolwork is boring and ......"

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The brass bell in the "Buzzing ......" room vibrates, and the sound waves swing out, sweeping away the noise.

"Ahem...... cough cough ......" Mo Dye Yi couldn't help coughing lightly, she was really helpless, she was very different from this bronze bell, every time the bell rang, she couldn't stand coughing. ~

When the anger was smoother, the others had already left first, only Mo Ran Jin stood aside with an angry face, and when she raised her eyes, she suddenly threw the booklet in her hand over, Mo Dye Yi turned sideways slightly, let her avoid it, and looked at the ravaged booklet on the ground, and her eyebrows couldn't help frowning.

"Ink-dyed clothes, don't always use that look to disgust people, who bullied you? You say! Who bullied you? Others will be deceived by you, but I won't, what else will you do except pretend to be weak and pitiful! ”

Mo Dye Yi reached out and picked up the book, shook it slightly, and put it into the schoolbag beside him along with the things on the table, slowly got up, and walked past Mo Dye Jin with a gesture of absolute indifference.

"Do you think I don't know that you changed my jade silkworm?" Her voice was as light as a kind of wind, burrowing into the ears of ink-dyed brocade, but it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, which suddenly made her stunned on the spot.

How would she know? How would she know?

Mo Dyejin was full of this sentence, and in the infinite repetition, no matter how hard she thought about it, she couldn't figure out why this sick cousin would know that she had secretly changed the jade silkworms of the two of them.

If it was known, if it was known by the elders of the family, would she be punished? Will this superb jade silkworm be taken away and returned to the ink dyeing clothes?

No! She can't let the jade silkworm out!

Seeing that Mo Dye Yi was almost at the door, she rushed over with an arrow step, and stretched out her hand without hesitation, wanting to drag her back, thinking that she would shut up and never mention it to anyone in the future.

But before her hand touched the person in the ink dyed clothes, when the ink dyed clothes raised their feet to step out of the threshold, they suddenly stumbled, and their bodies were crooked, and they fell to the ground.

"Sister Jin...... You ......" ink dyed clothes pinched herself, fortunately her body tear glands are developed, when she raised her head, tears as if she didn't want money, wearing strings down, her voice choked, pursed her lips deadly, looked at the stunned ink dyed brocade with a sad face, and then silently lowered her head, her shoulders trembled slightly, and after the ink dyed brocade subconsciously approached, she quickly got up, retreated several steps, and opened the distance between each other, and when she looked up again, the tears were still there, full of fear, the red and swollen eyes, It made her look more and more like a frightened little white rabbit.

The use of her props is also exquisite, the schoolbag that was originally placed on her side is now held on her chest, and ten slender and slender fingers hold it tightly, as if with this schoolbag, she can protect her from being harmed.

"Ink-dyed clothes!" Mo Dye Jin screamed like crazy, what kind of manners, bearing, let them hell with it! Anyone who has been framed like this has been like this more than once, and he will be as crazy as her! She has a big temperament and is young, even if she knows that it is the ink dyed clothes that pit her, she can't control her anger, the more the ink dyed clothes retreat, the more she has to chase, at this time she only has this cousin in her eyes who makes her grit her teeth and hate to bite a few bites, her fleshy fist is clenched tightly, and there is only one thought in her heart, she must be ruthless, beat her hard!

"Stop!" A shout didn't stop Mo Dye Jin, the old man's eyes stood up, the word "Chuan" wrinkled between his eyebrows, and there was a little more coldness in his voice, "Mo Dye Jin!" Go to the meditation room and introspect! ”

Every ten days of the Mojia School, there is a day of rest, on the ninth day, everyone's heart is like a long grass, teaching and learning from the good as flowing, only teaching for half a day, the afternoon is the self-study time, the bronze bell rings, it is the official end of school, the teaching will be in the courtyard, there is any doubt can be asked at this time, if not, the salute and leave is.

Every ten days at this station is different, today, it is the turn of the most Taoist Feng to teach, in the study of the book seal is specialized and studied, the most old-fashioned and polite.

Ink Dye Jin paused for a moment, her whole body trembled, she glared at the delicate and pitiful Ink Dye Clothes viciously, and her body stiffened and gave a salute to Feng Jiaoxi, "Disciple obeys." ”

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Mo Dye Yi looked at Mo Dye Jin and entered the room called the meditation room, which was actually a small black room, and slowly hooked the corners of his lips.

She paced over to the instructor and bowed respectfully.

Feng Jiaoxi's old-fashioned face did not have any expression, only nodded slightly, and then she breathed a sigh of relief and turned to leave.

Mo Dyeyi's heart was clearly tight, Feng Jiaoxi was not upset for her, but just dissatisfied with Mo Dyeing Jin shouting loudly in the school.

The matter of the cultivator is not about herself, and in more than two months, she has really understood it.

Just like these lessons for them, when they go out of this door, it is dark for two people, and as long as no one is killed, they will not look at it.

Is it cool?

It's better to say that they have always been indifferent to things that have nothing to do with them.

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