Early in the morning, Shen Qingyi packed everything and rushed to the academy.

When Shen Qing arrived, the door of the academy had not yet opened.

Shen Qingyi stood beside the high gate of the academy.

At the moment when the sun rose in the east, a ray of sunlight passed through everything and shone above the plaque at the entrance of the college.

The four big characters of "Qingzhi Academy" shine brightly under the rising sun.

Shen Qingyi's eyes gradually brightened.

This is her first step in this world!

"Stomp, stomp!"

The scholar looked at the person standing at the gate of the academy with some confusion.

"Sir, I remember that there was never such a child in the academy?"

Could it be that he is from the inner court.

But didn't the warriors of the inner court enter through the east gate?

The old gentleman looked at the little boy under the high wall and flicked the robe on his body.

"Not in the past, but from today."

The scholar seemed to understand and followed the old gentleman.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Shen Qingyi raised his head.

"Since you're here, let's go in."

Shen Qingyi hurriedly followed the old gentleman.

"From today on, you are my sprinkler boy, you can call me Qi Lao, the hygiene in the academy has to be sprinkled twice a day. If there's anything else to do, I'll tell you. ”

"Got it?"

Shen Qingyi nodded hurriedly.

Seeing her like this, the old gentleman lowered his eyes slightly.

He didn't know why he accepted this little girl.

Obviously, she has no cultivation, there is no spiritual power fluctuation on her body, and looking at her appearance and clothes, she doesn't look like a person with a background.

Is it pitiful?

But there are many poor monks in the immortal cultivation world, and there are many who are worse than her.

Qi Lao hooked his lips.

Big Low was one of the few things he saw in her......

Shen Qingyi stayed behind the old gentleman, listening to the sound of reading in the academy, and his heart was peaceful.

I will also help the scholar pack some things.

The scholar's name is Zhao Ji, and he is the only scholar of Qi Lao, who helps teach these children and some personal affairs on weekdays.

Zhao Ji guessed that Shen Qingyi's situation should not be very good, and he would take care of her on weekdays.

Shen Qingyi cherished this hard-won opportunity, and while helping, he also learned knowledge.

I have to say that following behind Qi Lao to be a sprinkler boy is much more useful and faster than hiding in the corner or outside the wall to eavesdrop and learn.

The days passed quietly in peace and fulfillment.

In the blink of an eye, it has gone from the scorching summer to the cold winter.

In the trapped northern region, there are still many mortals and mortal small towns, because the two sides are connected, some secular and mundane habits, and many immortal cultivators will also follow, so when it comes to the New Year, they will still prepare for the New Year.

The academy will also have a holiday during the New Year, and Qi Lao has descendants in the secular world, and at the end of the year, he left the academy.

Zhao Ji's relatives are monks, but there are also mortals in the family, and they will also go home for the New Year.

Shen Qingyi stood in the corridor of the academy, put his hands together, exhaled, and rubbed vigorously.

The goose feathers and snow outside the nut fluttered, and the world seemed to be shrouded in a white veil.

Zhao Ji packed up his things, looked at Shen Qingyi who was standing by the corridor, and couldn't help but step forward to talk.

"Xiao Qingyi, do you want to go home for the New Year?"

Shen Qing turned around.

"Don't go back."

Her home is not here.

Zhao Ji scratched his head, didn't ask anything, took out a token from his arms, and handed it to Shen Qingyi.

"Brother Zhao?"

"This bag is wrapped in the entry and exit token of the outer courtyard of the academy, and the gentleman handed it to me before leaving, saying that if you don't go home in the New Year, I will give it to you."

The bag was lying in the palm of Zhao Ji's hand, shiny.

"Here, sir...... The gentleman also said that if you stay in the college, the hygiene of the college should not be left behind, if so...... If you wait for him to come back and see something dissatisfied...... You're going to be punished......"

Zhao Ji was a little embarrassed.

He felt that the little girl in front of him was pitiful enough, and he hadn't heard her mention her relatives after seeing her for so long, and he was afraid that the situation was not very good.

And the nine-year-old doll, because of malnutrition, looks like a five- or six-year-old doll.

Staying alone in the cold academy, the Chinese New Year's Eve still has to be cleaned......

Seeing Zhao Ji's thoughts, Shen Qing smiled.

Take the bag from his hand.

"Brother Zhao, thank you."

Thank you sir too.

"Hahaha! You're welcome! ”

Zhao Ji turned around and ran out, not forgetting to wave his hand to Shen Qingyi.

"Xiao Qingyi is waiting for me in the academy! As soon as the New Year is over, Brother Zhao will come back! When the time comes, I'll bring you the osmanthus cake made by my mother! ”