Today, there are fifty students in the academy, and in Yang Fan's opinion, it is almost the same. After all, he didn't open a charity college, let alone open people's wisdom. He can't do such a thing, because he doesn't have the power, let alone the capital.

In the early morning, the rooster crows three times. On a red sun, a group of students in uniform ran around the hill behind. A few of the generals have good endurance, and they have been leading in front, but the forty people behind are miserable, and if they don't run a lap, they will die one by one.

"Listen to me. Those who have not completed three laps are not allowed to eat, you just climb for me, and you have to climb three laps, of course, provided that you can climb three laps in a stick of incense. If you don't finish running in a stick of incense, you will be fined three laps! ”

Hearing this, the students who fell behind hurriedly gasped and rushed forward, and the worst was the little prince. When I came over with Yang Fan in the early morning, the clothes I was wearing were too big, and I didn't say anything. His physique is weak, so he stepped on his trouser leg when he ran, fell and ate, and then wiped his tears. looked at Yang Fan pitifully. Fortunately, it was a dry grassland, and there was no broken skin, and after Yang Fan saw it, he didn't speak and let the little prince sit there.

"Let me remind you again, if you don't finish the run, you are not allowed to eat."

"Sir, my pants are long, and I always fall while running." He was a little aggrieved, how much he hoped that Yang Fan could be accommodating once and let him stop running.

Yang Fan walked over, squatted down, tied his trouser leg with two cotton ropes, and said, "Your imperial grandfather told me that you are the crown prince, and you will be the emperor in the future, and the whole world will be yours." Why don't you say that the trouser leg is too long? As long as you feel that something is hindering you from doing something, you have to get rid of him, and no one can control you, you know? ”

When Zhu Qi told him that this was the current prince, Yang Fan understood Zhu Youzhen's intentions.

The little prince asked weakly: "Then if I don't run, won't Mr. be able to stop me?" ”

Oh, Yang Fan didn't expect it. This kid was waiting for him here, slapped him on the ass, and said, "This set will wait for you to become the emperor and then come to set up a score for Lao Tzu, now." Go for a run! And the lap you just ran is invalid, I'll give you another stick of incense and go for three laps. ”

"......" the little prince reluctantly ran forward.

Waiting for the last person, after the run, Yang Fan looked at the dozens of students who were panting. He said, "The youngest of you is seven years old, and the oldest is only twelve years old. Except for the first few runners, the others were all sick. Is this what you want to do when you told me to achieve your dreams? Okay, every morning from now on, don't let me see some lazy people who don't run, now, let's go to dinner. After eating, follow the class schedule that was sent to you yesterday. Go to the first and second floors and wait. ”

After dozens of little guys ran away, Yang Fan also returned to his water pavilion to rest. Bu Laodao and the mysterious old farmer sat on two small stools, as if enjoying the warmth of the sun.

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"How? How about this huanghuali? ”

The old peasant glanced at the pair of cloth shoes under his feet, put his hands in his cuffs, and said, "It has become a chapter." I've seen his eyes, Hitomi, the rare Hitomi. ”

"Oh?" Lao Dao raised his eyebrows, he hadn't seen the strangeness of Yang Fan's pupils, the old farmer said so. He himself was secretly surprised. He was silent for a long time, and then asked, "Is it the double pupil?" ”

The old farmer nodded.

"Because I'm a single eye, I'm not destined to take that step. But he can, no. It should be said that there is a lot of hope. Although they are all pupil flames, the yin and yang of his pupils are in harmony, and it is possible that he can climb to a new peak. ”

"Is it the Great Perfection?" Bu Laodao asked with some confusion.

"I don't know, but the sloppy real person is the double pupil flame. Although it is not clear whether it was a sitting or a real feather ascending immortal, and the cultivation was complete, but. At least one thing is certain, the flame of the pupil represents something we don't know about. The old farmer's eyes looked at the gurgling waves, stretched out his hand, scooped up a piece of residual lotus from the water, and said, "Since the hibiscus comes from the clear water, let nature carve him." ”

"In the end, he is the son-in-law of the old dealer, and he is still so indifferent to this day."

"Hmph, if you talk about Taoism, do you Taoist priests who pretend to be gods and ghosts claim to be Taoists?"

Bu Lao Dao twisted his beard and muttered: "The way of the other is not my way." ”

"Shang is long, he is old, he can pretend to be deep and show off in front of his juniors, what's the use of saying these inconsistencies in front of the old guys?" He stood up, took the stool and left. "I won't tell you, the old man went back to the manor to plant my field."

"Hey, what are you nervous about. It's almost winter, and you're still farming? ”

"Jiji, it makes sense to say that you are outdated. Yesterday, I looked at the greenhouse behind the manor, and I was farming in it, which was in the cold winter and the moon, and it was very relaxed. What is the mulching method, I have to study it well, and I can also pretend to these students in the future...... Phew, what to pretend, it's the mountain chief. ”

Bu Laodao twisted his beard, at their age, except for some promised things, there is nothing else. Lived for more than a hundred years, and never saw anything. What I want to think about now is to leave a mantle to inherit. So Su Qing will find Wang Xu'er, he will find Yang Fan, as for this old farmer, it seems that he wants to pass on this farm work.

"Who the hell is he?" Yang Fan stood behind Bu Lao Dao, just now the old farmer walked past the water pavilion, he couldn't hold back his curiosity, and looked at his pupils again, and it was that kind of breathtaking. That kind of feeling, even if you look at the eyes of the old-fashioned, has never felt before.

"An old farmer, what's wrong?"

"How old?"

Bu Laodao twisted his beard and touched his mouth, "I guess I'm about the same age." Maybe a few years younger than me. ”

"Hehe, that's old enough." Yang Fan understood what Bu Lao Dao said, which meant that his strength was about the same as his old man, "Why are his eyes so terrifying?" ”

"Is it scary?"

"It feels like a horrible whirlpool, it's deep."

"I don't feel it. If there is, it's your own eyes. Lao Dao looked at Yang Fan with a smile. Yang Fan was stunned in his heart, the problem with his eyes was ...... He remembered the matter of the casino, could it be that he really had the ability to see?

"Don't use the pupil flame indiscriminately, especially when you look at people, if you see too much, you will be dizzy and dizzy, and if you bleed from seven holes, Daluo Immortal will not be able to save you." Lao Dao stood up, regardless of whether Yang Fan had that dirty thought in his mind or not, and warned him in advance. (To be continued.) )