Later, the smoke insect dispersed the yin qi in the glass bottle, returned it to Gu Jianping, and took out the archive book, asking us to change back to our real name.

It was already more than five o'clock in the morning, and if Shen Ziqiang got up in the morning and found that Lu Shengcai and I were not there, he might be suspicious, so I didn't dare to delay too much, and hurriedly took Lu Shengcai and Yunshang back to school.

It was only when I stepped into the school gate that I suddenly thought of a question.

The person who took us to the grass river was a smoker, the person who took us out of the crowd, entered the market through the side door, and the person who finally gave us money was also a smoker.

What role does this unreliable Yindu car god play in the market?

Also, when he saw the corpse at that time, he said that this corpse should be worth about 2,000 yuan, listening to his tone at the time, he should not be able to decide how much commission we can receive, but why after returning to the market, he didn't even think about it, so he gave us the money?

Thinking about it carefully, from beginning to end, the smoke insect seems to have always been that salty and not light, but the difference in temperament between the smoke insect that leaves the market and the smoke insect that returns to the market is actually very big.

When I was outside the market, the smoke worm gave me the impression that he was "not stingy", as if he didn't care about anything, but after returning to the market, he became very serious, always with a scheming face.

This difference in temperament, I'm afraid that it can't be changed at will just by relying on superb acting skills, the smoke in the market and the smoke outside the market don't seem to be the same person at all.

When I returned to the dormitory, Shen Ziqiang hadn't woken up yet, so Lu Shengcai and I quietly climbed back to our beds and fell asleep quickly.

After getting along with Shen Ziqiang for a day or two, in my opinion, this person is by no means trustworthy, but fortunately, he sleeps very dead, even if someone beats gongs and drums in the middle of the night, it is enough to wake him up.

This sleep lasted from morning to noon, and then it was Lu Shengcai's little brothers who knocked on the door, and the two of us got up one after the other.

Lu Shengcai has a very high enthusiasm for building gangs to do things, but I am more disgusted with these things, after his people came, I picked up a few books and went to the old gymnasium to study by myself.

Every time I walked to the door of the underground warehouse, I felt a kind of resistance in my heart for no reason.

It was a feeling of same-sex repulsion between magnets, as if there was always a repulsive force that wanted to push me away from that doorway.

But when I got through the door and into the tunnel, the feeling disappeared, and I don't know why.

At noon, Yunshang came to bring me food, and then she stayed to accompany me, anyway, I didn't worry about her going outside, so I simply agreed with her that as long as I didn't go to work in the market in the future, every morning at seven or eight o'clock, the two of us would gather here, I went to my self-study, she practiced her bel canto, anyway, as long as I focused, no matter how much movement Yunshang made, it couldn't affect me.

Yes, Yunshang is in a music specialty class, she seems to be very talented in singing, and Lu Shengcai also said that Yunshang sings very well.

However, I have never had much appreciation for music, and the beauty of music lies in its ability to move the heart, but when I listen to music, no matter what kind of rhythm reaches my ears, I can immediately hear the mood of the composer when he writes the music.

I'm sad now, so the music I wrote is also sad, and I'm in a lot of mood right now, so the music I write is also enthusiastic.

It's all I hear, and there's no emotional ripple at all.

A lot of things in this world are like this, and once you see them through and see through them, it's not interesting.

It was about four o'clock in the afternoon, and I was concentrating on solving the problem, when Yunshang suddenly reached over and patted me on the shoulder: "Little uncle? ”

I stopped my pen: "Huh? ”

"Let me ask you, when you absorb spiritual thoughts, or absorb yin materials, can you always feel the resentment attached to it?"

This time I was stunned, I knew that Yunshang would see the doorway sooner or later, but I didn't expect it to be so fast.

I smiled at her helplessly: "You don't have to worry so much, I can indeed feel the resentment above, but I am determined, and these resentments will not affect me much." ”

Unexpectedly, Yunshang suddenly rushed over and hugged me: "Uncle Xiao, if you feel uncomfortable, don't carry it alone, I can help you share a little." I know it's a very bad feeling. ”

Later, I didn't listen to what Yunshang said.

You don't know that being hugged by her like this can make me ashamed, that is, there is no mirror in the room, and if there is a mirror, I will definitely see that my face is brighter than a red-hot soldering iron.

It's just a hug of friendship, yes, it's just a hug of friendship.

I said this to myself over and over again, and other than that, my mind was basically empty.

Finally, it was the sound of footsteps in the underground warehouse that rescued me from the intense shame.

Yunshang was also startled and quickly let me go.

At this moment, there was an unusually dull sound of footsteps from the entrance to the warehouse, during which someone could be heard striking the ground with an iron bar.

Those who tricked Yunshang into coming here really have bad intentions, it seems that they have now gathered together and come here to trouble Yunsheng!

I immediately took a deep breath and condensed my mental power on the spiritual platform, ready to do it at any time.

Footsteps made their way through the warehouse, and finally into the tunnel, during which I heard a very old voice: "Why is the light on inside?" ”

How is it an old man? Are there still students at school who are so old?

The age span of the people who go to school in this school is really big enough.

It didn't take long for a bloated old man to come to the door.

This man looked kind-eyed, not like he had come to find fault, but he was holding a stick full of iron nails in his hand, which made people have to be wary.

He leaned against the door frame and looked at Yunshang and me repeatedly: "You two lonely men and widows, what are you doing here!" ”

If you just ask us what we're doing here, it's over, and if you have to say something about lonely men and widows, the taste will change.

I didn't know the details of this person at the moment, so I pondered for a while, it was better not to make trouble first, so I put on a smile and said, "We're studying here." ”

The old man glanced at me with slanted eyes, then rushed to the stone bed with a lunge and grabbed my workbook.

"The handwriting is really new, and the idea of solving the problem is also correct, it won't be a copy of the answer, right?"

He muttered as he flipped to the last few pages of the workbook and looked at the answers.

I made sure that my idea was completely fine, but if I had the right idea, the steps of solving the problem might not exactly match the standard answer.

The old man flipped through the pages for a long time before putting down the exercise book: "It's really not copied, so you really came here to study on your own?" ”

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