After Yimo went out, he said goodbye to Houxuan, who looked bitter, and rode back to school to pick up Tong Junwen.

On the way, Yimo suddenly missed his comrades in the game, although he had only been teammates for less than eight hours, he felt that he was already a comrade who could deliver his back. Seventeen-year-old Yimer never imagined that one day he would become a savior.

Yimo has always practiced martial arts, but what can martial arts do? His enlightenment teacher didn't know either, he didn't know it himself, and no one else could tell him. Today's world is a world of science and technology, and learning martial arts can be regarded as an anomaly, and there are even fewer people who learn martial arts, and they have almost never encountered it. Even if he can see a few occasionally, the realm of martial arts is far from him. Later, his mentor was far surpassed by him, and no one knew the way ahead.

After years of lonely and lonely practice, Yimo unexpectedly found a way out of martial arts in the game. It's a world that's no different from reality, a virtual body, which can support actions that can't be done in reality, the limits of martial arts, in that world he can really touch, and maybe, in the future, he can enter a higher level. Imer is convinced of this.

As he thought about it, he rode to the intersection when he suddenly stopped and looked up.

If you go straight, you will be on the way back to school, and if you go up, you will be on Mt. Hokufuku. Yimo remembered the Baoyuan Temple, which had been closed for two days, and the Guizhen Daoist who looked panicked. He looked at the time, it was still early, it was better to ...... Let's go to the temple!

Yimer turned the front of the bike and rode up the hill.

The uphill lane was a bit steep, unlike the previous gentle lane in the other direction, and Imo had to stand and ride on the pedals. I rode for ten minutes and came to the bottom of the stairs of Baoyuan Temple. Imer locked his bike and walked up the stairs with his legs up.

Today's Baoyuan Temple is still not open to welcome guests, occasionally pilgrims come over, see the gate closed Baoyuan Temple, can only shake their heads and sigh, go home. The unpopular Baoyuan Temple is even more secluded.

Imer came to the gate and slapped it twice, but there was no response as expected. When I walked in, I found that there were some strange charms pasted on the door, floating high. Not only the gate, but also the two sides of the door, and more charms were pasted on the edge of the wall, making people look panicked. The occasional poignant sound of unknown bird calls makes the atmosphere of Baoyuan Temple even more gloomy.

Imer endured the fear in his heart, and along the wall he tried to find a way to get in, and walked around, but he actually came to the wall of the apse, and when he saw the familiar eaves, Imer couldn't help but cry out loudly.

"Dao Chief! Are you still there? Dao Chief? ”

However, no sound was heard, but the unknown bird's more terrible cry sounded even more eerie!

Imer didn't feel well, and just as he decided to retreat, he suddenly heard a faint voice.

"Go back! Come back in 3 days! ”

Imer was immediately frightened, and he looked around, but he couldn't see any sounding objects, and he didn't see any figures. He could only hear the terrible sound of birds, and he thought he was hallucinating.

"Don't grind! Get back! This time the voice was a little louder, and Yimo could hear that it was the voice of the Daoist Chief, although he didn't know how the Daoist made the sound, but he was not so panicked. It sounded like the Taoist was still full of energy, and there was no need to worry about him. Since I said I'll come back in three days, let's go back first!

Yimo quickly went down the mountain and went back to school to pick up Tong Junwen.

……

Yimo was not late today, but Tong Junwen still bought a chocolate bar, sat on the back seat of Yimo, ate a piece by himself, and then broke off a piece and stuffed it into Yimo's mouth, and slowly stepped on the way home.

"The representative of the English class in Beijing just now suddenly came to the library to find me." While feeding Yimo, Tong Junwen suddenly spoke.

"Oh? What did he say? Yimo replied absentmindedly, and suddenly reacted, "Huh? No, he is a member of the study committee, not a class representative! ”

"Really? So why does he care about your English grades? Tong Junwen asked with a puzzled expression.

"He ......," Imer chuckled a little, "who knows him, what does he care about?" ”

"I didn't pay much attention, he kept talking in the next seat, annoying." Tong Junwen flattened his mouth, "It seems to mean that you can't answer the teacher's questions in English every class, which makes the teacher sad or something, and says that you will give you homework." ”

Yimo grinned and said, "Nonsense, I speak English very well, and yesterday I was chatting with the French on the Internet in English." ”

"Really? What did you all talk about? Tong Junwen has a better level of English than anyone else, so she is really curious about what Yimo can talk about.

"That's a lot! For example, Water and food, Nihao, Translator, and many more! "Imer is telling the truth.

"The second one is Chinese!" Tong Junwen pinched his soft flesh.

"Of course it's English that comes out of a foreigner's mouth! How awkward is Chinese pronunciation! I sounded a bit like Nima, and I thought she was scolding me! I don't know if she wants to say NIhaoma or Haonima! Yimo complained about the pronunciation of the French beauty.

"What a ghost!" Tong Junwen couldn't help but smile and pinch him again, "But, do you need that Jing to tutor you in English?" ”

"People's name is Pang Xiujing!" Yimer laughed, "Let him go, self-proclaimed amorous fellow, what's the matter." ”

Tong Junwen is indispensable, but there is a trace of unhappiness in his eyes. Not against Imer, of course.

……

When I got home, Xi's mother had already cooked the meal, and today I changed the pork rib soup, and the sweet taste made Yi Mo want to stop.

"Mom, why are you making soup again today!" Tong Junwen doesn't like to drink soup very much, according to her beautiful words, there is no other nutrition in the soup except fat. Of course, she only dared to complain in front of Yimo, and she never dared to say it in front of Xi Zinai.

"Because it's almost time for the unified exam!" Xi's mother smiled, "I announce until the end of the unified examination!" One soup per day! This is a brain-warming formula that my mother specially learned! Every candidate's parents are doing this for their children, and our family can't be left behind! ”

Xi's mother clenched her fists as she spoke, and she seemed to be very motivated.

Tong Junwen secretly rolled his eyes, but Yimo secretly gave a thumbs up while drinking the soup happily, and Tong Junwen glared angrily.

After eating and drinking, it was evening tutoring time, and tonight's homework was English speaking, English reading, and English grammar. It seems that Pang Xiujing's behavior made Tong Junwen mistaken, thinking that she was sarcastic for not teaching well! Imer thought with a toothache.

Two hours later, after finishing today's tutoring, saying goodbye to Xi's mother and Tong Junwen, Yimo went home.

New world! Here I go again! Yimo looked at the VRI at the head of the bed, inexplicably a little excited.

After washing up quickly, I lay back on the bed in my loose pajamas, put on my VRI, and lay down in a comfortable position.

"Load!" Imer said with a voice command.

The VRI flashed a soft blue light, and Emer's body stiffened, then fell silent as if he were asleep.

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