After class, Jing Yuguo was unexpectedly pulled aside by Meng Biaoshen, and the other three had to leave first.

Xia Mai stroked the bangs that were blown by the wind in the classroom just now, and said with a smile: "It's okay now, you can hug your thighs in the collection class." ”

Jiang Chen was puzzled and asked her, "What do you mean?"

The girl smiled and said, "Isn't there a course on the class schedule called "Basic Identification and Picking of Herbs", and this course is a beginner course for gathering. ”

The fat man disagreed: "Isn't it just planting grass and picking flowers, I have helped my grandma get a lot, and this also requires hugging the thighs?"

Xia Mai likes to sell Guan Zi when he speaks, and asks instead of answering: "Do you know what the three-in-one weapon chooses this course for?"

"Of course you know, pick weapons for each person and have a martial arts training plan for everyone. ”

The girl nodded: "That's right, this class will allow students to learn basic martial arts movements, and equip each person with different moves. Speaking of this, he turned around: "However, this is also more about theory and paper. ”

After that, the second question was thrown up in the blink of an eye: "What do you need between remembering the move and actually using it?"

The fat man clenched his fists and looked firm: "Practice, diligent and uninterrupted practice!"

"That's right. Xia Mai smiled and nodded, but did not say any more.

Seeing that the fat man's face was full of confusion, Jiang Chen took the girl's words: "The wheat means that the herb picking class is a good opportunity to practice combat techniques diligently. ”

It's a pity that Xia Mai's roundabout way of speaking is undoubtedly playing the piano to the cow in the fat man, and the fat man asks: "What? Are we going to pick man-eating poisonous mushrooms?"

Xia Mai angrily gave the fat man a knife on his shoulder: "It's off!" said helplessly: "It's outside! The herb identification and picking class is carried out in the wild!" The beautiful and gentle girl started but it was very dark, and the fat man grinned in pain.

"There are wild beasts in the forest!"

......

At that time, Xia Mai's words were quickly forgotten by Jiang Chen.

Until one night, when he saw Jing Yu making a bunch of rune paper on the table to write and draw, Jiang Chen looked curious and asked casually.

"I'll use it tomorrow. Jing Yu replied.

After some understanding, I realized that tomorrow would be their first class of this semester, "Basic Identification and Picking of Herbal Medicines". It's not that Jiang Chen is really so confused, it's just that this class was originally scheduled to be held on Fridays on the class schedule, but at the beginning, the teacher in charge of the class took a two-week vacation, it was said that he was going to attend his grandson's wedding or something, so he only sent an email to the students, asking everyone to study the theoretical part of the course by themselves. suddenly announced that he was going to go to class normally, and it made him feel a little uncomfortable.

In this regard, Boyang College's requirements for teachers seem to be very arbitrary, such as the situation of missing class, it is not mandatory to make up classes, and teaching is completely at the teacher's own pace. So until each of them chose their weapons, the teacher who identified and picked the herbs had never seen it.

Jing Yu next to him drew a few basic charms, probably some gain-nature talismans that strengthened the body, bright-eyed and bright-eyed, and gave Jiang Chen a few casually, making him sigh that Brother Yu deserved to be a good roommate in Kyushu.

Seeing the other party take out a bag of bird food from the suitcase again, Jiang Chen realized, "Do you need to use contract beasts in this class?"

Jing Yu nodded and looked at Xiao Bai sleeping in the wooden cage: "They are intuitive. The ghost car, which was dreaming at some point, seemed to feel the eyes of its owner, and the feathers on top of its head trembled.

This is the heart and soul between the more intelligent contract beast and the master, and one look can understand what the other party is thinking. Look at the eight-foot man who slept on the bed...... Let's not talk about the IQ of this product, in fact, I didn't sign a contract with him at all, so it's strange that I can help if I take it out!

I watched Jing Yu take out the bucket lamp and check it, wipe it brightly, and then hold his milky bear doll and fall asleep.

Before going to bed, he habitually glanced at the chat group of "Human Events" again, but the bookkeeper still did not appear.

Ever since he had asked the bookkeeper about the "Spirit Hunter" two days earlier, he hadn't seen him again. The group had already exploded, and they all wondered if something had happened to him. Shen Xiaoshao yelled to call the police, but everyone found that in addition to his nationality, they didn't know where he was doing anything, and it was difficult to seek clues through the police. So all the people in the group these days showed their powers, looking for information about the book keeper from all sides.

For example, the president asked his friends who worked in the UK to help him collect unpopular jobs in the UK that could easily obtain search information in a short period of time; Shen Xiaoshao simply asked his hacker friends in China to try to find clues from the other party's network information; Azone gave full play to his strengths and spent a lot of money to hire a bunch of private detectives to investigate together......

Almost everyone was trying to find a way to help in this matter, which made Jiang Chen feel very warm in his heart, obviously everyone who had never known each other on the Internet would also make so many efforts because they were worried about each other's safety.

But on the other hand, he complained a little that he was useless.

He had always suspected that the disappearance of the bookkeeper had something to do with the "spirit hunters" he had spoken of, but he couldn't tell anyone else about the peace agreement and security concerns. He also wanted to contribute to everyone's investigation, but found that there was really nothing he could do.

This feeling is very bad.

When he first learned about cultivating immortals, he once asked himself, what is cultivating immortals, and what kind of people are these cultivators?

But when he really joined the ranks, he found that no matter what kind of fighting skills he learned, how exquisite the spells he could draw, and how long he lived, there were still some things that he could not do.

Thinking of the hot-tempered Elder Ziche, Bai Puzi in the lace story in "A Brief History of the Avenue", Zhang Xuezhou who joined the Xia family, Meng Xingchao who used middle-aged and elderly emojis, and the unknown hammer master who made martial arts and became demons...... Even these predecessors who have stepped into the fairy world with half a foot are still thousands of people and thousands of beings.

For the first time, he had a glimmer of answer to his question: maybe the so-called immortal method and longevity are just like musicians, art masters, martial arts geniuses and so on in the real world, just a talent, and cultivators are not omniscient and omnipotent, and even most of the time, they are just ordinary people who also have joys, sorrows, firewood, rice, oil, and salt.

Looking at the speeches of everyone in the group, thinking about these in my mind, somehow, a trace of indelible amazement rose in my heart.

......

In the general high school class the next morning, Jiang Chen still glanced at the hooded man from time to time.

This has become his habitual action, after all, the other party is swaggering around the school with his own identity, and it is difficult not to pay attention.

To be honest, staring at this person for so many days, I really didn't see the slightest special identity, on the contrary, this hooded man seemed to be really engrossed in studying hard.

Not only do I take notes carefully in every session of the general high school course, but I also work very hard in the afternoon practice class, and I always do it many times more than others in the practical class...... However, although the hooded man learns the theoretical courses very well, he struggles every time he gets into practice, even if he is still very diligent, but unlike talented classmates like Jingyu, the hooded man belongs to the type that can barely keep up with hard work.

However, the hooded man also keeps growing up in his studies, and Jiang Chen sometimes feels really in a trance, feeling that he sees his own shadow on the other party's body.

For example, in the charm class, the hooded man has made a small progress, and Zhang Xuezhou's evaluation of him has changed from "there is no 'spirit' on the talisman" to "the spirit is uneven." "And the small fireball technique in the elementary spell class has finally gone from being able to shoot a few sparks to the extent that it is now rubbing a small ball the size of a child's fist.

No matter how you look at it, they are all serious students, and they are still not very conspicuous. At the same time, Xia Mai's investigation of him also came to a standstill, and there was no update of information, and even if it weren't for the teacher's occasional mention of "Jiang Chen's" name in class, he would have forgotten about this brother.

Obviously in danger, he can live so leisurely and leisurely, without any sense of crisis at all, Jiang Chen admires himself very much.

He was even starting to enjoy high school.

......

After the general high school class in the morning, the four of them were ready to go to dinner together as always.

At this time, there was a situation that said that it was not big or small.