He took the eight feet in his hands, stood on the edge of the stream, and called softly:

"Teacher. ”

Zhang Baihuile raised the fish in his hand and looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Can you help me take a look at my contract beast?" Jiang Chen cautiously stretched out his hand towards Zhang Baihui, the kitten in his hand was soft, and it seemed that it would fall to the ground if it followed his fingers.

He was very worried in his heart, and he didn't have time to explain the ins and outs, and the first sentence was what he wanted.

Zhang Baihui threw the fish in his hand to the shore at random, and then fell into a somewhat moldy bamboo basket, causing several fish to crackle and flick their tails.

Nodding with satisfaction, he unhurriedly wrung out his sleeves soaked in the stream in his hands, and the dripping drops of water splashed in all directions on the raft.

Jiang Chen didn't urge him, but just handed his hand forward again.

Zhang Baihui jumped ashore in two steps and one step, clapped his hands and said, "Show me." ”

Exhale deeply, and your heart relaxes slightly.

The cultivators who entangle the spiritual plants of the herbs are usually knowledgeable in some medical science, and the teachers of Boyang Academy must not be wrong.

Put the eight feet in his palm and pinch it left, and touch it right, Zhang Baihui seemed to look at it very casually, and then waved his hand at Jiang Chen: "Don't worry, you can't die." ”

Originally, I thought that Zhang Baihui would ask some questions such as why he was injured, after all, it was something that happened during his class time, but who knew that the other party didn't say a word, just carried the back of his neck of eight feet, and walked up the hillside.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen hurriedly followed him.

Zhang Baihui exclaimed: "What are you doing with me?"

Jiang Chen stopped, but his eyes were fixed on Xiao Ba in Zhang Baihui's hand.

"Hey......" Zhang Baihui sighed: "You kid, if you want to treat him, you have to send it to where I live!"

Seeing that Jiang Chen wanted to speak and stopped, he said patiently: "You are waiting here, if you have anything to say, you will talk about it after school." ”

Although he was worried, he still stayed where he was, found an open space to sit down, and watched Zhang Baihui disappear into the shadows of the mountains and trees in three or two steps.

Looking down at the blades of grass on the ground, Jiang Chen didn't say a word.

I don't know how long I waited like this, but gradually the sound of footsteps and talking came from all directions, and it turned out that it was the end of class, and the students in each group began to return to the assembly point one after another.

The sun has set in the west, and the shadow of the mountains has blocked the dim sunset and the last temperature of the sun.

He stood up and pulled the jacket zipper up.

Zhang Baihui didn't know when he had returned, sitting under an old tree, and didn't talk to him, silently looking at the clouds rolling on the distant mountain.

Jiang Chen also looked over, his thoughts gradually flew away, and suddenly, a certain tense string in his spirit relaxed, and he was finally exhausted.

Zhu Yuanning also came back with the other five people in the team, standing beside him, Tang Mengyao was chattering and showing off the fruits of picking, the fat man's face was a little pale, but his mental state looked very good.

It seems that Xia Mai didn't mention to anyone else that he and Jingyu were wrong when they came back, and no one talked to him, and he just happened to be clean.

Next, the senior leaders of each group will report the results of each team to Zhang Baihui in the order of return.

The team with the best results was actually the group of the glasses man and the hooded man, and they also encountered random tasks, which added a lot of points. It's just that somehow, there seems to be a strange mood within their ranks as well, and if you look closely, it's clear that small groups have formed among the members, with the hooded man standing alone.

is a bit like Jiang Chen now, obviously standing in the crowd, but he seems to be in two different worlds from others.

The second place is Jiang Chen's group, and Zhu Yuanning specially reported on the encounter with the group portrait monument:

"In addition to the spirit plants picked above, this group encountered a random group portrait tablet task, and the team members united to solve the problem perfectly. He said.

Zhu Yuanning lied, obviously they didn't think of any way about Guan Yang's identity at all, it was because Zhu Yuanning released the water, and it ended in the end.

It's just that Jiang Chen is really tired, he doesn't even want to raise his eyelids, his eyes are still not focused at the grass tips on the ground, and there is a faint whisper of Xia Mai and Zhu Yuanning whispering in his ears.

Buzzing, like the chirping of cicadas on a summer night, I don't understand it and don't bother to listen to it.

By the time he reacted, his classmates had already walked almost away, leaving only three or three to sort the loot.

Only then did he realize that Jingyu was standing beside him, and he didn't know how long this person had been waiting like this.

Seeing him look over, the other party said, "Go to the cafeteria?" The tone was as indifferent as ever.

Jiang Chen shook his head: "You go first, I still have something." ”

The other party didn't answer, just turned around and walked away, against the dim light, only to see a silhouette, disappearing into the teleportation array.

Soon the stars are sparse and the night sets, and the jackdaw crosses the moon.

In front of Jiang Chen stood Zhang Baihui.

"You are not reconciled. "This mysterious herbalist teacher, the first sentence is headless and brainless.

Jiang Chen didn't look at him, just nodded.

"Why?" said the herbs the students had picked and tied them into bundles with string and put them into baskets one by one.

The basket was like a bottomless pit, and he kept putting it in, but it was not full.

Jiang Chen thought about it, sighed, and finally raised his head:

"Teacher. He said:

"I don't want to die. ”

Zhang Baihui seemed to have heard something interesting, and laughed: "I don't want to die......" kept shaking the sleeves of his clothes that were not fully dried:

"Then live well. ”

"How do you live well?" Jiang Chen asked.

He was genuinely asking.

It was the first time he realized that his life was at stake. He didn't want to hide, he didn't want to escape, he didn't want to hang up and down in his heart, he didn't want to be like a great enemy everywhere he went, and he didn't want to be unable to trust the people around him.

Zhang Baihui seems to be thinking carefully about his question.

I thought that the teacher's answer would put him at ease, or show him a clear path. Who knew that the more Zhang Baihui thought about it, the more entangled his expression became, and finally his brows were tightly wrung up:

"It's hard to learn from me. "He was like a kid who couldn't sit on an exam, and he even started pulling his hair.

Jiang Chen didn't say anything, but the head that had been raised lowered again and landed on the blade of grass again.

The blades of grass are small and weak, and the dew can bend it, and the slightest insect ant can bite it.

However, no matter how big the beast is trampled on, it can live.

Are you grass?

"Hey!" Zhang Baihui patted his head: "Classmate Chen!"

He answered softly.

"You let me think about it, okay?" The other party didn't seem to give up: "Tomorrow night, you come to me, and I'll give you the answer." ”

......

For the first time, Jiang Chen skipped class.

That night was originally Zhang Xuezhou's "Ancient Charm Practical Course", and the other students rushed directly to the classroom after eating in the cafeteria, but he walked alone in the direction of the dormitory.

He couldn't get up anyway, he didn't want to see anyone again at this time, he needed to throw himself into bed and think about many things alone.

When he left Boyang Academy, Shen Di and Yu Lei looked at him silently and did not stop him.

The dormitory area of the Thirteenth Middle School was originally remote, and no one came back at this time, no lights were on, and it was pitch black.

There is no doubt that Jingyu will not give up the class because something has happened to him, and he is the only one here now.

The original rockery courtyard was only left with the black shadow swaying in the wind in the night at this time, like a ghost, and there was only his footsteps on the bluestone pavement and the chirping of cicadas at the end of summer.

He walked with his head down, and his shadow continued to grow and grow again until his shadow coincided with that of another person.

Looking through the shadow, he saw a pair of Oxford shoes.

It was a pair of strappy oxfords with block heels, worn on a pair of women's feet.

It was a pair of feet wrapped in black pantyhose, extending upwards to slender calves.

Jiang Chen didn't look up, and the shadow moved two steps to the left.

The Oxford shoes in front of him also moved two steps to the right side and were blocking in front of him.

Only then did he reluctantly raise his head to look.

It was the shadow of a few moths swaying recklessly under the street lamp at the door of his dormitory, and a woman.

It was a woman with blond hair, wearing a professional suit skirt that was ironed and cut to a flat fit, and the shirt inside was neatly tied at every button.

Her eyes were blue-gray, like the sky on a rainy day, hidden behind a pair of glasses.

The woman held her phone in her hand and looked at him.

He stood listlessly, too lazy to speak.

"Excuse me. The woman on the other side spoke, in non-standard Mandarin: "Is it Jiang Chen?"