There was the sound of footsteps in the botanical garden, and the girl who was still painting looked up and saw a boy walking towards her.

She was pretty sure she didn't know each other.

"What's the matter?" She asked.

"Classmate, your name is Gu Sisi, right?"

Gu Sisi was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect the other party to know his name, but then he immediately agreed: "It's me." ”

Feng Wuli smiled and said, "I met a person over there just now, and he said that you have a beautiful drawing, let me come and talk to you." ”

"Someone says I look good?"

She frowned, looked at the drawings on her drawing board, and asked puzzledly, "Who may I ask?" ”

"A guy who is dressed a little strangely, probably some kind of cosplay, actually wearing a period costume."

Hearing this, the pen in Gu Sisi's hand accidentally fell, and the ink on it almost splashed on Feng Wuli's body.

She hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you, classmate, where did you meet that person!?" ”

Feng looked imperceptibly at her side, and the translucent scholar shook his head at him with a smile.

"It was under the tree over there just now, but he just left after asking for it, and in the blink of an eye the person disappeared, which is really strange."

"Gone again?" The girl frowned: "Is that so?" Did he say anything else. ”

"Anything else?"

Feng Wuxian thought about it for a while, and said with a smile: "He said, you have been recognized by him early on, but he doesn't praise people, so he hasn't told you, in fact, you have always done a good job." ”

The scholar laughed on the side: "Xiao Sheng doesn't remember saying such a thing." ”

"Really? Did he really say that? ”

"Well, that's what he told me."

"You know how you drew before."

"Why did it suddenly disappear again?"

"I don't know, it's gone when I turn around."

"Xiaosheng has always been there."

"So, did he say where he went?"

"I didn't say it, but he said he would see you again."

"Xiaosheng won't say goodbye."

Feng Wuli glanced at her painting at this time, and his eyes froze.

Because the person in the painting is a scholar at this time, wearing Confucian clothes, cloth shoes and white socks, and carrying a cage containing pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and a sunshade cloth extending from the cage.

Draw it just like the real thing;

Even if it is an obsession, the scholar has left traces that belong to him in this world.

Feng said goodbye to this girl unreasonably, he was just a messenger.

Walking away, he couldn't help but look back again.

The light in the botanical garden was scattered, Gu Sisi sat under the broken light and shadow, holding his face with one hand, and scribbling on the painting with a pen in the other, I don't know what he thought, and suddenly smiled.

The scholar stood beside her, and said that she had drawn herself so ugly, that she was really not good at it, and raised her hand, and stroked the girl's head with a smile.

Gu Sisi felt something in his heart and turned his head to look.

It's just that there's nothing behind him.

There was literally nothing behind her.

The wind turned away unreasonably.

Some things are not done for anyone, let alone for anyone's approval, just like he said that he was going to make a set of comprehensive papers at noon today, and he was delayed for half a day by this guy who suddenly appeared.

Afternoon classes are boring.

Jiang Hao should take a bath when he goes back at noon, and the fragrance of shower gel wafts from time to time when he sits next to him.

She sat upright, her back was straight, and she suddenly thought of something while she was in class, and took out two mooncakes from her bag.

When the teacher turned his back, he handed it to Feng Wuli.

It's a very small and delicate kind, and it's very expensive when you look at it, and there's a layer of mist on it, so you should have just taken it out of the refrigerator.

"I just forgot to give it to you."

"Do you want to eat now?"

"This has to be frozen in the refrigerator to taste the best."

"It's not good to be in class."

"Don't you boys like to eat in class?"

“…… One for each person. ”

"Isn't it okay to go to class?"

Jiang Hao was a little embarrassed, but he didn't refuse, the moon cake was very small, like that kind of delicate pastry, but as soon as the two of them handed it to their mouths, Sister Shang, who copied the board book on it, suddenly turned around.

They had to stuff it straight into their mouths.

Lowering her head and glancing at each other, both of them had bulging mouths, she looked at Feng Wuli Even so, she was still calm and calm, and even raised her head to look at Sister Shang, Jiang Nao held back a smile at the corner of her mouth.

This person can really be indifferent no matter what he does.

Gave him a thumbs up from under the table.

was photographed away.

She smiled at him.

"It's all up your spirits, the weather is hot, everyone is hot, and the college entrance examination is also hot, is your spirit like words? You still have air conditioning, and if you put it aside for ten or eight years, where there is still air conditioning for you, you will be in good spirits. ”

In the afternoon, there was a physical education class, but the weather was hot, and after preparing for exercise, I basically ran to the shade of the trees to cool off.

Feng Wuli explained to Jiang Hao the cultivation system of Lingtang, and he taught Jiang Hao how Wang Xilou taught him in the past.

As a concerned person, you still have to have some self-defense.

"And what will my spirit entanglement be?" She asked curiously.

"You don't."

"Why didn't I?"

"You don't have it now, not everyone is born with spiritual entanglement, and many of them are acquired through acquired learning."

If everything is a line of code and has its own function, the code function of most people is actually to maintain all the normal activities of the human body.

And some people's code, however, mutates like ghosts, and has a magical effect that can produce a wonderful chemical reaction.

This magical code is the spirit entanglement.

And people who don't have that kind of code can also learn it and get this code by learning it day after tomorrow.

The explanation of the setting of the immortal cultivation novel is that the supernatural powers, some people have comprehended the golden bell jar of the innate supernatural powers, and the world will have his unique supernatural powers, which are awesome and shining, and he recorded how this magical power was used, others learned it, and others were just as awesome as him.

"The reason why monsters are monsters is that the codes that make up them are all ghost animals, so each monster will have their own spirit entanglement, and human beings, even among cultivators, are very few people who have spirit entanglements from nature, and many of them are apprenticed to learn the spirit entanglement of the master's sect, and then passed down from generation to generation."

In fact, what can be passed down is simple, just like your code is ten lines, mine is ten thousand lines, yours can be passed down, mine is passed down and no one can learn it.

But simplicity doesn't mean weakness, there is a saying that one force will drop ten, you take the whiteboard weapon to strengthen to plus fifteen, and you can also beat the European emperor who created the number to send orange martial arts.

"What about you, Master, do you have your own spiritual entanglement?"

"Yes." Feng said with a smile.