Even if the bun in his hand is an immortal cultivator, it is a mundane thing that cannot be eaten, and eating it will only increase the impurities in the body.

But for Shen Qingyi at this moment, it is a delicious existence.

Eating hot buns all the way, when he returned to the outer wall of the academy again, Shen Qingyi wiped his hands.

Along the found dog hole, drill into it again.

The good thing is that this body is small and has no flesh.

Return to the hidden corner where you spent the morning.

In the lecture hall, some people have come back one after another.

When everyone had arrived, the boy began to teach again.

Time flies, and the sky is already a little dark.

The day's teaching is finally coming to an end.

After the old man and the scholar left, Shen Qingyi came back to his senses.

Coming to a strange world, helpless, and eager to learn knowledge, she was a little fascinated.

Looking at the sky at this moment, I realized that it was already a little late.

Other children are picked up by relatives or live not far away.

And if she returned to the Zedi Sect's miscellaneous service outside the peak area from Fangshi, it would take two and a half hours.

Surely she hadn't returned to Miscellaneous Peak yet, and it was already dark.

On the way, you will pass through a small forest.

To say not to be afraid, that is false.

This is not the civilized world where she once stayed, where there are demons and monsters.

Even if this is the jurisdiction of the Zedi Sect, no one dares to guarantee that this road will be absolutely safe.

But this night in the academy is not necessarily safe.

Shen Qingyi thought about it carefully and felt that the academy was safer than going back at night.

Shen Qingyi found a corner of leeward and curled himself up in a ball.

Wait for the dawn to come.

It's just that the night alone seems to be a little extraordinarily long.

In the silence of the night, only the whistling of the wind and the rustling of the leaves remained.

Shen Qingyi couldn't help but hug himself tighter.

This is the first time that Shen Qingyi has felt the reality of this world so truly.

Her past life seems to have become an irreversible past.

Left school, left family, and came to a new world full of crises.

Helpless, low and weak.

She just wants to try to survive now.

Cherish life, and maybe one day, you will be able to return to that familiar place again......

Thinking around, Shen Qing fell asleep in a blur.

The hazy glow of the moonlight scattered on the earth.

It seems that no one in the miscellaneous service peak of Zedi Sect has noticed that there is one person missing in the thatched hut of the barren mountain tonight.

"Knock knock!"

The bell rang melodiously, waking up Shen Qingyi, who was still asleep.

Shen Qingyi frowned slightly, and opened his eyes with some difficulty.

The fog was very thick in the middle of summer morning, the eyelashes were covered with fog beads, and the clothes on the body were also a little damp.

The whole night of curling up made her stiff all over.

In the classroom, someone has already arrived.

From afar, as soon as Shen Qingyi saw Mr. pick up yesterday's scroll, and once again the old god was sitting on the podium.

The scholars waited on the sidelines, waiting for the arrival of the students.

Shen Qing looked at the sky and crawled out tremblingly.

Next to the street, yesterday's shop selling steamed buns has already set up a place.

It's still that big lady.

"Auntie, here are two meat buns."

Hearing the immature slightly hoarse voice, the eldest lady raised her head, and when she saw Shen Qing for a while, she was slightly stunned.

There are not many mortals in this Fangshi, and those who come to her to buy buns, back and forth, are those individuals.

Those who are called by name are all familiar, and those who can't be called by name have most of their impressions.

And this little doll, she also has a little impression, it is a little girl who came to her to buy buns yesterday.

Before dawn, the eldest mother couldn't help but look around, but she didn't see relatives similar to this child.

I couldn't help but feel a little sorry for what I thought, but I didn't say anything more.

took out two large buns from the steamer and handed them to Shen Qingyi.

Shen Qingyi took the bun, took out the silver money, and handed it to the eldest lady.

The eldest lady looked at the silver coin on the thin and almost skinny little hands, rubbed the hand under the cloth, stretched out her hand, and took Shen Qingyi's silver coin.