On the eighth day of the lunar month, a very interesting man!

This is Zhuo Bufan's evaluation of him!

Noon had passed, and in the middle of the day, the time for the moment of cultivation into the sun was gone, and Zhuo Bufan could only go away in a huff.

"Although I failed, I got the guidance of the good old man, and if I continue tomorrow, maybe I will succeed. ”

With confidence, Zhuo Bufan left the top of the mountain and returned to Fort Fu.

As soon as he arrived at the dormitory building, he saw a white-haired old man with a wooden cane walking out of the dormitory building.

He wears a scarlet robe and a round hat with black and gold rimmed.

The long beard dragged up to his chest, and the end of the beard was tied up with a black ribbon. The beard is still faint and shiny, obviously not the kind of dry hair, it feels as smooth as oil.

It seems that the old man takes good care of this strand of his beard.

Looking at his face again, his face is thin and his skin is dark, but his eyes are bright, and the whole person feels full of energy.

On top of that, around his waist there was a golden nameplate with a "medium" written on it.

The old man walked straight towards Zhuo Bufan, and Zhuo Bufan subconsciously shouted: "Castle Master!"

That's right, this old man who looks magnificent, old and strong. It is the lord of the Fort of Württemberg, the merchant.

He actually appeared in the apprentice dormitory, which made Zhuo Bufan a little strange.

Shang Xingdao obviously came with a purpose, and after he saw Zhuo Bufan, he walked directly towards him, and then squinted and said to Zhuo Bufan

"You're Zhuo Bufan? ”

When Zhuo Bufan heard this, he couldn't help frowning. The purpose of the other party's coming, he has guessed nine times out of ten.

"The castle lord is looking for me?"

Zhuo Bufan squinted and asked.

Shang Xingdao shook his head and said, "I'll take a look casually, why, as the master of Fu Castle, can't I come to the apprentice dormitory?"

Zhuo Bufan hurriedly replied: "No, of course not, you are the master of Fu Castle, you can go wherever you want!"

"Hehe, you boy, very interesting! You usually like to observe?"

"Observe, oh, generally!" Zhuo Bufan replied casually.

"Can you tell me, then, why do you think that light is a kind of wave? This idea is very dangerous, you know, we sages have been exploring for thousands of years before we dare to define light as made of photons. ”

Hearing the culture of business, Zhuo Bufan immediately became alert.

Sure enough, the other party didn't just come to the apprentice dormitory to hang out, he just came for himself.

"I'm just guessing, after all, I didn't know that light was made of photons. ”

Zhuo Bufan lied. He can't be blamed for being selfish, because his future fate is at stake.

If he can obtain the small black tripod of the Charm Temple, he will become a venerable. Only then can he have a real foothold in this world.

The current Zhuo Bufan has no background, no power, no identity, and even no strength.

However, he has a chance, a chance to gain background, gain power, and gain identity, and he doesn't want to give it away. So Zhuo Bufan did not hesitate to lie to the business business.

After hearing this, Shang Xingdao no longer asked, but walked away on crutches and laughing.

"My generation laughs at people with yellow mouths, and heroes have been young since ancient times. Hahahaha!"

Seeing Shang Xingdao walking away with a cane, leaving an inexplicable verse, Zhuo Bufan was stunned.

"I've laughed at people from a young age, and he has been a hero since ancient times? Is he praising me? Why can't I feel the kind of little luck that I am praised for?"

I don't know what the business path means, Zhuo Bufan returned to his dormitory.

Sitting at his desk, Zhuo Bufan pondered for a moment. Then he took out the previous paper from the drawer, picked up the charcoal pen on the side, and continued to write.

After he discovers the charm, and then submits this paper to the Charm Temple, then his position of honor is obviously in his pocket.

As for the Risheng of Layue Tower that I saw on the top of the mountain today, Zhuo Bufan can only wish them good luck.

Halfway through the paper, the sky had already darkened.

At this moment, suddenly......

Bang!

The door of Zhuo Bufan's dormitory was kicked open by someone with a slam kick.

"I'll go, who?"

Zhuo Bufan was furious and looked back. But I saw an even more angry expression.

Zhuo Bufan saw the face that was about to be distorted, quickly stretched his brows, and said with a smile.

"Mr. Miaoren, why are you here?"

The person who came was Lan Miaoren, and she was obviously angry. Behind her, she was followed by several classmates.

When Zhuo Bufan saw this group of people, he immediately understood the other party's intention.

"Dare to skip my class, you are not small!"

Lan Miaoren clasped his hands, held up his proud bust, and then looked at Zhang Fan with a grin.

"What do I mean, this kid must be in his room. ”

It was Huang Haotian who was following Lan Miaoren who spoke.

"Damn, this yellow sky stick. Zhuo Bufan glared at him.

"Stare at me, you're so good, boy, you dare to skip even my woman's class. ”

It is also thanks to Huang Haotian that he can speak, Zhuo Bufan feels that Lan Miaoren will definitely kick Huang Haotian in the next second.

However, when Zhuo Bufan looked at Lan Miaoren, he saw Lan Miaoren's gaze fall on the table behind him.

"Oh no, that's my thesis. ”

Seeing this, Zhuo Bufan took a step to the left, blocking Lan Miaoren's sight.

Lan Miaoren quickly withdrew his gaze, and then looked at Zhuo Bufan and said.

"Today, sir, I taught the 'Burning Light Charm', and next time you have a class, you won't be able to show the Burning Light Charm. I'll throw you into the 'Great Day Torture Chamber.'" ”

"The Great Day Torture Room?" Zhuo Bufan was stunned for a moment.

"Hmph, a place that will make your life worse than death. Guaranteed to go once and never forget. ”

Lan Miaoren smiled evilly, then turned around and twisted Huang Haotian's ears, dragging Huang Haotian and a group of people away.

"Ahh ”

"Stupid woman, I command you, spread it out for me, you do this to me again, be careful that I don't spoil you in the future. ”

"Let go, ahhhh

In the corridor, Huang Haotian's screams came one after another.

Zhuo Bufan slowly closed the door, the expression on his face indifferent. He tilted his head and looked at the paper on the table, his eyes wandering.

"It was seen. ”

He obviously knew why Lan Miaoren had left.

"Looks like I'm going to have to pick things up. The dissertation must be written early, and the Divine Soul must be refined to the third level as soon as possible. Tomorrow, it must succeed. ”

Zhuo Bufan squeezed the charcoal in his hand, then sat down and began to write.

He was now desperate for the next day!

......

The next day, it rained!

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