Leng Zhuo's injury is not a big deal, he stayed here in Weiguang for three days, and then he didn't say goodbye, this old man is too nagging, compared with the old lady, he is like a fly all day long to train him in his ear, the most hateful thing is that this old man actually threatened himself that he was messing around, so he called his grandfather, Leng Zhuo was speechless, I remember the last time I was called a parent, it was the second grade of junior high school, and it has been many years.

Walking on the bluestone pavement of the Shengtian Academy, Leng Zhuo was eye-opening, looking at it, this Shengtian Academy is a word, big, the whole occupies a mountain, all kinds of buildings are built from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, forming the Shengtian Academy in front of him, it is said that there are more than 30,000 formal students in this academy, but those who can enter this academy, in addition to some of the state funding, more are the children of nobles, and a nobleman with a few slaves around him, the maid is naturally normal, if you count these people, plus the teachers and service personnel in the academy, there are no less than 200,000 people in the entire Shengtian Academy, almost comparable to a city。

It's no wonder that this Holy Heaven Academy is the largest super academy in the empire.

According to memory, it finally took more than half a morning to return to his nest, the location of this nest is not bad, on a platform on the east side of the mountainside, surrounded by trees, and there is even a stream of water flowing down from the mountain, splashing down through the platform, standing here, you can almost overlook the small half of the college.

The place is good, and the environment is also very good, but the only thing that makes Leng Zhuo entangled is whether this house can really be inhabited, the old man who claims to be the dean, and is embarrassed to say that he is an old friend of his grandfather, actually arranged him in such a place where birds don't, slammed up, kicked the door open, Leng Zhuo stepped into the room, and was stunned.

It's such a big hole, Leng Zhuo blinked his eyes, and scenes seemed to appear in his mind again, Brother Waste Chai, Lao Tzu has obeyed you, the house that was already broken to death, you are actually embarrassed to open a skylight, as soon as you die, I will be guilty of living for you.

Leng Zhuo looked up to the sky and sighed, thinking about this waste firewood brother who has been quite a cup all his life, and his soul was scattered by thunder when he was dying, as the successor of this body, he has to do something, this body is Lao Tzu's, just get a well-dressed mound, and in the future, every fifteenth day of the new year, I will burn some paper money for you, and I don't know if this world is prosperous.

Leng Zhuo thought about jumping into the basement below, but thinking that this basement was completely an open-air pit, Leng Zhuo wanted to see if he could find something that Brother Waste Chai used in front of him, and then buried it, not to mention, he only rummaged for a while, and it really made Leng Zhuo find something, hey, what is this.

Leng Zhuo stretched out his hand from a black-skinned book on the scorched ground, if you don't look carefully, it's really hard to identify, Leng Zhuo picked up the book, but saw that there were five big characters engraved on the page, the psychic hundred generals, turned the first page, blank, the second page, or blank, the third page, it was blank again, how could there not even be a word, it was a wordless heavenly book.

Leng Zhuo blinked his eyes, but when he glanced around, he found that many books were destroyed, but the book was intact, obviously strange, could it be some supreme exercise, or some treasure map or something hidden inside, Leng Zhuo climbed out of the big pit and came to the stream in front of the house.

Well, usually this kind of wordless heavenly book has mysteries, try it with water first, Leng Zhuo thought about dipping his fingers in a few drops of water, and then rubbing them on the pages, but there was no reaction.

Could it be that he wanted to refract the reflection under the sun, Leng Zhuo opened the page again, and put it under the sun, damn, there is indeed a mezzanine in this page, otherwise there is no light at all, Leng Zhuo hurriedly rubbed the corners of the page with his fingers, but there was no gap in the page at all, and even Leng Zhuo simply took out a small dagger and wanted to cut the page, but there was not even a trace.

Didn't cut it, it shouldn't be, damn, it's so sharp, Leng Zhuo looked at the small blood on his finger that was easily cut, and looked at the page again, it must be blood, it seems that the protagonist of the crossing encounters any treasure, and he does it like this, anyway, it is bleeding, so don't waste it, so he dripped the blood onto the page, but the blood quickly disappeared in the page, but there was still no change, but the drop of blood just now was clearly absorbed, it was not enough.

Leng Zhuo was puzzled, but for the sake of the artifact, for the sake of the fierce life in the future, Leng Zhuo went out, picked up the knife and continued to play self-harm, half an hour later, Leng Zhuo finally got angry, damn, what a broken book, I only know how to suck Lao Tzu's blood, but I don't even have a bubble, the bullshit stuff is hundreds of milliliters, and the selling money is hundreds of yuan.

Leng Zhuo decisively stopped this self-harming behavior, and after all kinds of experiments, Leng Zhuo finally came to a conclusion, this is a strange book with unknown use, maybe he doesn't know how to open it, and then he is slowly experimenting, looking at the dilapidated house in front of him, but it's time to repair it.

From the box next to the bookcase on the side that was still intact, after rummaging for a long time, Leng Zhuo finally found all the family property of Brother Wastewood, two gold coins and eighty copper coins. The currency used on the Tianfeng Continent is gold, silver and copper, and the flying ticket of the money village may be used, but the flight ticket is only limited to the use of chain money banks, and can only be exchanged at a fixed location, so the gold, silver and copper currency is the main one, and according to the price comparison, about one gold coin is equal to ten silver coins, and one silver coin is equivalent to one hundred copper.

The money in the Tianfeng Continent is still very valuable, usually in the next restaurant, there are only twenty or thirty copper coins for meat and vegetarian, save a little, these two gold coins are enough for a family of three to be quite rich for two months, but that is for ordinary people, it seems that Brother Waste Chai is a noble child, and it is a bit too much to have only two gold coins.

From the residual memory of Brother Waste Chai, he learned that in order to pass the psychic level, he can be said to be a means of no compromise, studying all kinds of psychic arrays, and I don't know how much trouble he caused, thanks to the fact that he has the dean's Buddha as a backing, otherwise he would have gotten out of the way, and finally there was no way to arrange him in this remote place, and Brother Waste Wood this time bought all his belongings to make the materials for the psychic array, and the remaining two gold coins were still left for food, because after the summer vacation, someone would send money from home, but the money would not be much, only about less than a hundred gold coins。

It's impossible to spend money to repair the house, and after leaving here, he has nowhere to go, and because it's a waste of firewood, the waste wood brother didn't even make a friend, and the life of the cup is really strong, but it's okay, the province shows what kind of horses, since there is no money, then you can only do it yourself.

Fortunately, the house didn't fall, otherwise he didn't even have a place to shelter from the wind and rain, and he didn't want to be so troublesome, so he directly demolished the east wall and made up the west wall, demolished the floor, and even the ceiling on the second floor, and then made up the roof, anyway, the weather was hot, and it didn't leak rain.

As for the bed, Leng Zhuo directly got a few sturdy vines from the nearby trees, and then weaved a hanging net bed, smashed two wooden stakes on the edge of the pit, and then tied the two ends, this bed is complete, this busy work, the sun is west, Leng Zhuo killed down the mountain non-stop, during the summer vacation, some canteens and shops in the college were closed, but there were also some open, after all, there were many students who stayed in the academy one after another, spent a gold coin to buy a lot of ingredients, and by the way, they got a pot, and if they didn't have money to eat good, they had to do it themselves。

Leng Zhuo was lying on the hanging net, a pile of fire next to him kept making a crackling sound, next to the fire, some meat skewers kept dripping with grease, Leng Zhuo was lying down while counting the stars in the sky, and finally opened a hole, Leng Zhuo did not block it directly, but made a canopy cover, and when it rained, he pulled the ropes on both sides and covered it, and when it didn't rain, it was open, and it was cool.

"It seems that in half a month, it will be the annual school year again, and Lao Tzu will repeat another year!" Leng Zhuo ate meat skewers and said with a sigh, the gang of people who entered the academy three years ago were all in the third and fourth grades, and the geniuses all entered the fifth and sixth grades, only he repeated the grade for three consecutive years, no wonder the Waste Wood Brothers would not compromise their means, this pressure is not small, there is still half a month now, do you want to follow the back road of the Waste Wood Brothers.