As the top of this enrollment, Cheng Fangwei is very depressed now, and he didn't wake up slowly until this time.

Yes, he slept!

He was also very helpless, he was alone in the huge dormitory, lonely, and finally fell asleep, but no one reminded him, so he fell asleep directly.

Of course, Cheng Fangwei was depressed, and there was another person who was even more depressed, Wei Feng, the first-grade tutor of Zirat Hall, he had counted it, there were only thirty-two students present, and one was missing, and the one that was missing happened to be specially instructed by Vice Dean Long.

Long Xiaoyin, as the vice president of Fuhui Academy, had been standing at the back of the crowd at the opening ceremony in the morning, searching for Cheng Fangwei's figure, who knew that his eyes were almost blind, and he still didn't even see a single hair.

Half an hour later·····

"Cheng Fangwei, you are very bold, you dare to go against the school on the first day, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will let you roll up the shop and go home in minutes!" Long Xiaoyin, who was angry, carried Cheng Fangwei and scolded loudly.

It turned out that Long Xiaoyin ran to the dormitory, and suddenly saw the sleepy-eyed Cheng Fangwei, and immediately became angry, and came to Cheng Fangwei with an arrow step, lifted his neck and threw it out.

The loss is that the quality of the door panel of the T-shaped No. 3 room is not bad, and Cheng Fangwei fell on the door panel and did not crush the door panel.

"Get dressed, go to the private school, the rat classroom, and find Wei Feng!" Long Xiaoyin picked up a robe and smashed it directly on Cheng Fangwei's face, and pushed the door away.

At noon, another crisp bell rang, Leng Xueyan wiped off the handwriting behind him one by one, and then said: "The morning class is over, you can go to the canteen in the backyard for lunch, and in the afternoon, you can arrange your own cultivation or electives, you don't need to come to the private school again, tomorrow is still the old time to take classes here, okay, class!"

After speaking, Leng Xueyan was about to leave, at this time Yang Yi got up and followed Leng Xueyan a few meters behind, Leng Xueyan suddenly turned around and asked, "Something?"

Yang Yi nodded and said, "Hmm!"

"Come with me!" Leng Xueyan replied, then walked out of the private school, and Yang Yi also went out.

In the willow forest, there is a stone pavilion with a trickle of water flowing next to it.

Leng Xueyan stood by the stone pavilion and asked lightly, "Say, what the hell is going on?"

It turned out that Leng Xueyan had already discovered Yang Yi's abnormality, and since before class, Yang Yi had been talking and stopping, obviously there was something.

"Teacher Leng, there are two things I want to ask you!" Yang Yi calmed down and continued: "First thing, is there an admissions tutor named Wang Daren in Fuhui Academy, and if so, has he come back now?"

In Yang Yi's heart, Mentor Wang Daren has always been a knot, although he told himself that the person was dead, but he never believed it, he wanted to confirm it.

Leng Xueyan frowned slightly, she didn't expect Yang Yi to be the first to ask her about this, she lowered her head and thought about it, before she said: "The Wang Daren you are talking about, yes, but he hasn't come back yet, the college has a rule, the admissions tutor needs to go back to the hospital first, Wang Daren didn't come back this time." ”

"Well, Mr. Xie!" Yang Yi sighed, it seems that Mr. Wang is really fierce, and the White Rabbit did not deceive himself.

"What about the second one?" Leng Xueyan said.

"Teacher, do you know He Mo?" Yang Yi asked as he stared at Leng Xueyan, and the cartridge he was holding in his arms couldn't help but tighten a little.

Xu Xiaoyuan's entrustment has never been forgotten by him, and he also understands the importance of the cartridge in his arms. If Leng Xueyan hadn't become his mentor, maybe he would have thought of other ways to inquire.

"He Mo, how do you know him!" Leng Xueyan's voice unconsciously became a little louder.

Yang Yi could hear it, there was a little trembling in her words, perhaps, they really knew each other.

"Entrusted by the deceased. Yang Yi wasn't sure what Teacher Leng, Miss Xu had to do with that person, so he had to reply ambiguously.

"Old man, who are you talking about?" Leng Xueyan suddenly turned around and stared at Yang Yi fiercely.

Yang Yi was stared at a little uncomfortable by her, and touching the cartridge in his arms, he suddenly raised his head and said, "The old man, the old man, Teacher Leng, where can I find He Mo?"

Leng Xueyan closed her eyes, and the dashing figure appeared in her mind, and in an instant, she turned into a drunkard with a wine jug and raunchy.

"I don't know the person you're talking about!"

"If you want to find any information, perhaps, you can go to Lanyuan Pavilion to have a look. After Leng Xueyan finished speaking, she stroked her sleeves and slowly disappeared from Yang Yi's sight.

"Lan Yuan Pavilion, I seem to have some impressions, where is it?" Yang Yi couldn't help but ask himself.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded in the quiet peach blossom bush.

"Lanyuan Pavilion is the most mysterious building in the Fuhui Academy, there are all kinds of things, where are you going to find something?"

Listening to this voice, Yang Yi looked left and right, trying to find the source of the sound.

In the willow bushes, a young man about fifteen, sixteen, or seven, who was also wearing a brown turban and wearing a college robe, appeared.

"Ning Xiaowu!"

This young man is Ning Xiaowu, who is sitting on his left hand side in the private school hall, and he is also the fifth guy on the Chuhui list.

The young man in the academy robe smiled slightly and asked, "Why don't I take you there?"

Yang Yi stared at the young man's clear eyes, only felt a thirst in his mouth, his perception told him that the person in front of him was dangerous, and after a long silence, Yang Yi shook his head.

"Alas, do I have such a distrustful face?" the young man sighed slightly in frustration, walked past Yang Yi, never looked at Yang Yi again, and walked through the winding path in the peach blossom forest.

"Brother Yi, why don't you go with him?" Liang Xiaoxiao asked as he walked out of the peach blossom bush.

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Why does squad leader Liang also learn from the deputy squad leader to call me like this?"

Liang smiled and said, "Isn't it good?"

Yang Yi thought for a while and said, "Okay, of course it's good!"

"Why don't we go to Lanyuan Pavilion together?"

Liang Xiaoxiao walked to Yang Yi's side, brushed aside a small pink flower on the branch, and said, "Okay!"

Lanyuan Pavilion is as high as a seven-story building, and it is built with black tiles and red railings all around.

In the Floating Radiance Academy, it is the most mysterious building, some people say that it contains the most mysterious scriptures of the Floating Radiance Academy, and some people say that it is the guardian circle of the Floating Radiance Academy.

I still remember the first time I watched from a distance, Yang Yi and Liang Xiaoxiao didn't take a closer look at Lanyuan Pavilion, and this time, they didn't see it clearly, because the attic was always looming, as ethereal as a mirage.

At this time, a middle-aged man in gray clothes was walking towards the shore of Qiushui Lake with a fishing basket on his back and a fishing rod in his left hand.

"Uncle, is Lan Yuan Pavilion here?"

The middle-aged man pointed to the attic behind Yang Yi and said, "Didn't you see it?"

Yang Yi followed the direction pointed by the middle-aged man, looked back, an ancient plaque stood prominently, the plaque was engraved with the three big characters of "Lanyuan Pavilion", just a rainbow light shone on the plaque, the three big characters instantly emitted a dazzling light, he subconsciously turned his back and covered half of his cheek with his hand, but the cartridge in his arms fell for some reason.

The middle-aged man picked up the cartridge, picked it up and looked at it, and then returned it to Yang Yi.

"You're in a good box, do you want to change it with me?" The middle-aged man found a dark yellow scroll out of nowhere.

"Ground Rank Intermediate Rank Internal Strength Method?" Liang Xiaoxiao, who was beside Yang Yi, recognized the level of the scroll.

The middle-aged man did not deny it, and looked at Yang Yi.

Clear as water, really clear as water, in the eyes of a middle-aged man, he saw a pool of purity as clear as water.

Yang Yi's gaze went back and forth between the scroll in the middle-aged man's hand and the cartridge in his hand several times, and finally landed on his own cartridge.

The internal strength of the ground level is obviously what he urgently needs now, but no one can stand without faith, since Miss Xu handed over the cartridge to herself, that is, she believed in herself, and he had to hand over the cartridge to the person named He Mo no matter what.

"Uncle, I'm really sorry, this is not mine, I can't exchange it with you!" Yang Yi finally chose to refuse.

The middle-aged man was not annoyed, pointed to the ink cartridge in Yang Yi's hand, squinted his eyes slightly and said: "This thing is an hoodoo thing, if you don't want it one day, you can come to me." ”

Yang Yi shook his head and said firmly: "I'm sorry, this is not my thing!

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, his shoulders shrugged slightly, the fishing basket behind him was a little higher, he picked up the fishing rod and walked past Yang Yi, as if smiling, "Haha, who knows what will happen in the future?"

Yang Yi realized that the middle-aged man had gradually moved away, but he didn't know when there was a dull yellow scroll in his hand.

Yang Yi hurriedly ran in the direction where the middle-aged man was far away, and shouted, "Uncle, your scroll has fallen!"

However, the middle-aged man had long since lost his voice, even if he shouted for a long time, there was no response.

"Fool, give it to you, you can take it!" Suddenly, a voice smelled of wine from under the stone slab.

Yang Yi lowered his head and saw a drunk man with fluffy hair and slightly closed eyes holding a wine bag in both hands, and his body was lying diagonally on the stone slab.

He has seen a lot of drunks with fluffy cheeks like this in Fox City, this kind of person is the easiest to talk nonsense, if you talk to him a few more words, he can make you half angry.

But for some reason, Yang Yi actually replied, "I can't take something that isn't mine!"

The drunken man lifted the sac, shook it, opened the lid, his tongue sticked out slightly, and a drop, only a drop of dew that was as clear as a pearl slowly fell from the sac.

Rolling the drops into his mouth, the drunkard poured the sac again, but no matter how much he shook it, there was never a drop of wine.

"What a bad deal!" the drunk scolded, throwing the wine bag in his hand.

After a while, as if thinking of something, the drunk slowly got up from the ground, limped to the side, and was about to pick up the wine bag, but he slipped and fell down.

"Give!" Liang Xiaoxiao picked up the wine bag from the ground and handed it back to the drunk.

The drunken man was not polite, took the wine bag and put it in his arms, and poured it on the stone slab contentedly.

Yang Yi shook his head, he had seen a drunkard, but he had never seen such an obsession.

"Xiaoxiao, let's go!" Yang Yi said.

Liang smiled and answered, and followed Yang Yi to the forest trail again.

"That drunk, it's pitiful!" Liang Xiaoxiao said with a sigh.

Yang Yi replied: "There are many drunks in this world, and I don't know how there are drunks in Fuhui Academy, doesn't it mean that the academy doesn't let outsiders in!"

Liang Xiaoxiao replied: "Perhaps, he is different." ”

Yang Yi said: "How is it different?"

Liang Xiaoxiao let out a long sigh and said, "His soul baby is useless, his hand and foot tendons have been broken, and the tibia of his left leg has also been broken. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, he should have been a very powerful martial artist before, and I don't know who was so ruthless and actually treated him so viciously!"

Yang Yi's expression suddenly became serious, and he said, "Xiaoxiao, how do you know?"

Liang smiled and said: "Although his hands and feet are crippled, but he breathes smoothly, he should have practiced a profound internal strength heart method, this exercise is at least a low-level grade, his cultivation should have been good before, and judging from the weak but disordered soul power emanating from his body, it is obviously caused by the mutilation of the soul infant." ”

Yang Yi thought for a while and said, "Hearing you say this, it seems that this is really the case, but doesn't Fuhui Academy have a herb hall, can't it be treated?"

Liang smiled and said: "The crippled hands and feet can be treated, but the soul baby is useless but it is difficult to recover, he reminds me of a person, and also makes me think of a sentence." ”

"You can never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep. ”

Liang Xiaoxiao remembered the second uncle at home, and it was the same as this drunk, although his hands and feet were still intact, his expression and posture were also like this drunk.