Under Wang Qianchen's continuous scolding, Du Hong and Tan Zuo finally went back.

After lunch, everyone took a nap in the dormitory, and then gathered in the large playground, where everyone definitely liked the practical class compared to the boring theory class, just like the physical education class when they went to school.

But in the next second, they regretted it, and they couldn't wait to go back to the theory class immediately, because after Song Chongjian arrived at the scene, he asked everyone to run twenty laps first.

A lap of 400 meters, twenty laps is 8,000 meters, it is really not a problem to put it in normal times, and the lowest sand realm can be easily won, but everyone is now facing several times the gravity, and even walking, eating, and sleeping are hard!

In this way, the most ordinary lap has become the most painful event, and by the time everyone finishes the run out of breath, the whole afternoon has passed.

"Hahaha, that's the end of today's training!" Looking at the people who were tired like dogs, Song Chongjian left with great satisfaction.

Everyone collapsed on the playground and rested for half an hour before helping each other to eat in the cafeteria, and then went back to the dormitory to rest.

In this case, no matter what type of chatterbox, they lose interest in chatting, snoring comes and goes in the dormitory, and no one feels irritable, and everyone has no energy to be irritable.

Day 2, Day 3, Day 4...... It's all true.

Every day is exactly the same life, theory class in the morning, practical class in the afternoon, theory class can also listen to the story of different monsters, practical class is running circles, running circles, running circles, the only difference is that everyone can gradually adapt to the current gravity, although it is not possible to go back to the days when the body was as light as a swallow, but it can barely walk and move like ordinary people.

On this day, after class, at the corner of the hallway.

In addition to Wan Long, a group of disciples from Qingcheng Mountain gathered together again.

"These are strong talismans, everyone will post them in a while, rush directly into the tenth class, and leave after beating Wang Qianchen!" Hu Yan held a stack of yellow talismans in his hand and handed them to everyone.

"This is what Senior Brother Hu bought from those Taoists at a great price, and the effect is only ten minutes, everyone must not waste it!" Zhang Quan also helped.

To this day, they have not given up the idea of revenge, there are Du Hong and Tan Zuo in the dormitory, and several people also eat together in the cafeteria, so they can only do it in the teaching building, and there is half an hour between large classes, which is enough for them to do something happy.

After a few days of delving, they finally settled on a time and place.

"Let's beat Wang Qianchen, Du Hong and Tan Zuo will definitely not give up, they seem to have a good relationship......" one of the disciples said worriedly.

"Hehe, that's what you want, otherwise how can you drag Wanlong in?" Hu Yan snorted, as the strongest disciple of Qingcheng Mountain, Wan Long was always unwilling to clean up Wang Qianchen, which caused strong dissatisfaction in everyone's hearts.

"If we fight in the school building, the training camp won't expel us, right?" Another disciple also asked worriedly, this opportunity was not easy to come by, and he didn't want to be driven home.

"No, how many times have I said it, we are from Qingcheng Mountain, can Song Chongjian not give us face? Hurry up, stick it on and go! Zhang Quan said impatiently.

Under the instigation of Zhang Quanhe and Hu Yan, a group of disciples pasted strong talismans one after another, and then went to Class Ten with great dignity.

They have already snooped out, Wang Qianchen has no friends in Class 10, although he is a class leader, he is also in charge of discipline, helping the teacher to get handouts, wiping the blackboard or something, there will be absolutely no one to help in the real fight, and there will never be the same kind of embarrassing incident in the dormitory building before.

When he arrived at the door of Class 10, Zhang Quan was full of domineering and kicked the door open.

Because everyone gradually adapted to life under gravity, the classroom was quite lively, there were standing, sitting, chatting, and fighting, and everyone turned their heads in surprise.

Zhang Quan and Hu Yan took the lead, and a group of Qingcheng Mountain disciples walked towards Wang Qianchen loudly.

Seeing this group of familiar people, Wang Qianchen frowned, and then stood up.

Needless to ask, he also knew what the other party was here for, and he could clearly see that everyone had a strong charm on their shoulders!

Under the suppression of gravity, Wang Qianchen at this moment is no different from ordinary people, even if he uses it! ”

Wang Qianchen muttered softly, the gravity on his body seemed to disappear, and then his figure quickly ran towards the window.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Quan, Hu Yan and others were stunned, they didn't expect Wang Qianchen to have such a fast speed under the suppression of gravity, and they didn't see that this guy had a strong charm attached to him?

"Chase!" But in this situation, they didn't have time to think about it, so they shouted nonsense and chased after a group of people.

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"Ahem", "ahem", ......

Shen Luo suddenly woke up from the bed in a subconscious cough, opened his mouth wide and took a few deep breaths, then quickly took out a small bottle from under the pillow, poured out a yellow sè ball the size of a bean grain and swallowed it.

He sat still on the bed for a while, feeling the tightness in his chest and the cold gradually subside, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

After Shen Luo smiled bitterly, he slowly put on the neatly folded clothes on the chair next to him, and then habitually glanced at the desk in the corner.

On the table is a pale yellow sè shabby book, on the surface of which is written "Chunhua Strange Stories" in five neat black sè characters.

Shen Luo frowned, then withdrew his gaze, slowly opened the door and walked out of the room.

"The eldest son."

Outside the door, there was a twelve- or thirteen-year-old boy in Tsing Yi guarding there, and when he saw Shen Luo coming out, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

In the distance, there are faintly large and continuous groups of houses, red tiles and white walls, and there are forty or fifty houses of various sizes combined.

"How many times did I cough last night? Are there any other movements? Shen Luo glanced at the little guy and asked lightly.

"Eldest Prince, you coughed thirteen times last night, and there was no other sound." The little guy had some blackened bags under his eyes, and replied, vaguely afraid of Shen Luo.

Shen Luo nodded, didn't ask anything more, and walked straight past the little guy.

The young man in Tsing Yi followed closely with interest.

After passing through several long corridors and a garden covering an acre of land, Shen Luo walked to a building that looked like a main hall.

When the two servant women standing in front of the hall saw it, they hurriedly stepped forward to salute, and Shen was also quite afraid of Shen Luo.

"Luo'er, you're here. How was your rest last night? Come in and have some ginseng soup. I asked someone to cook it for you. A man's concerned voice came from the hall.

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"With Lao's father worried, the child rested well last night." Shen Luoshen moved slightly, replied, and walked into the hall.

I saw that there was a round table full of delicacies in the hall, and several people were sitting around, and on the main seat was a middle-aged man in his forties, with slightly gray hair, and a little premature.

The middle-aged man was Shen Yuange, Shen Luo's father, and he looked at Shen Luo happily at the moment.

"Brother Luo is up! Xiaocui, hurry up and serve the ginseng soup, didn't you hear the master's instructions? A beautiful woman with beaded hair next to Shen Yuange barely smiled when she saw Shen Luo.

"There's Lao Erniang."

Shen Luo nodded lukewarmly at the woman.

"Big brother."

"Big brother."

A teenager and a young girl next to the woman also got up and said hello to Shen Luo, the two were about fourteen or fifteen years old, and their faces were three or four points similar to Shen Luo, they were his half-siblings, one was called Shen Ci, and the other was Shen Mumu.

The two were born to one child, but they reacted very differently to Shen Luo at the moment.