Old Jack subconsciously glanced at the house, "Is your lazy dad still sleeping?" ”

Tang San put his finger to his lips and made a "shhhhh ”

Tang Jiulu nodded, "Well, Jiulu also doesn't like others to make me sleep the most." ”

Old Jack himself just said it casually, and when he saw that Tang San and Tang Jiulu both said so, he didn't say anything.

Tang San took the note that had been written long ago and put it on the table, took the package, pulled Tang Jiulu out of the room, and gently closed the door.

Just as the door was closed, the curtain was lifted.

Tang Hao walked out of it, there was no trace of sleepiness in his eyes, he stood by the window, watching the backs of the little two people gradually disappear.

He turned his head to look at the table, where the note was still there.

"Dad, I'm leaving with Jiulu, take care of your body more, drink less, the buns made by Jiulu are in the pot, don't forget to eat."

Tang Hao's eyes turned to the iron pot on the side, opened the lid of the pot, he didn't care that there was still steam and boiling water underneath, he directly reached out and picked up a bun and stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it in a big gulp.

In his eyes, a layer of mist was covered at some point.

Old Jack took the two of them into an ox cart and set off towards Notting City.

The Notting Junior Soul Master Academy is located in the west of Notting City, and Old Jack is the first time to bring his children to school here, and he asked several people to find it.

In the distance, they saw a tall arch.

The arch is about 20 meters wide and 10 meters high, and the exquisite granite with the delicate carved iron railing door looks quite majestic and atmospheric.

Inside the iron gate, there are paved floor tiles, and there are flower beds and fountains not far away, which looks very beautiful.

There were also tall trees on both sides, which made Tang San and Tang Jiulu yearn for it.

And in the middle of the arch, there are four large characters, "Notting College".

"Third brother, look, we've arrived!"

Tang Jiulu's little face was extremely excited, she was finally going to start learning soul power, she was about to reach the peak of her life!

Tang San nodded calmly and stood there, but he didn't move.

Old Jack was on crutches, and he was excited to walk towards the iron gate of the arch.

"Hey, what the hell, this isn't the place for you rednecks!"

A young porter stood on the edge of the iron gate, stretched out his hand to stop Old Jack, and shouted.

Although Old Jack has put on new clothes, the old style can be seen at a glance in Notting City as being from the countryside.

Therefore, the porter looked at him with a little more disdain.

Old Jack hurriedly smiled and said, "Hello, we are from Holy Soul Village, and these two children are the work-study students sent by our village this year. ”

"Look, what do we need to do?"

The porter frowned instantly, and said in a strange manner, "It's been a long time since there have been work-study students in the college. ”

"Look at your poor sour appearance, all covered in patches, don't you want to use this excuse to sneak into the academy and steal things, right?"

"Let's go! Begging to beg somewhere else! Don't come here to be an eyesore! ”

The porter said as he reached out and pushed Old Jack.

Tang Jiulu was unhappy with this porter as early as when he watched the anime before.

She rushed straight in front of Old Jack like a small cannonball, and blocked the porter's hand with her small body.

Tang San's eyes froze, and he involuntarily used the ghost shadow under his feet, and instantly appeared beside Tang Jiulu's side.

A hand quickly grabbed the hand that was about to be pushed onto Tang Jiulu's body, and then slammed it back.

"Ahh It hurts, it hurts! The screams of the porter came instantly.

"As a young man, he actually attacked the old man and the child," Tang San looked at him coldly, and then threw him out, "This is just a small lesson. ”

The porter held his wrist in pain, panting, and looked at Tang San in horror, anger churning in his eyes.

"You, you dare to do it at the gate of Notting Academy!"

He stood up and wanted to fight back, but thinking of Tang San's previous movements and strength, he felt a little afraid in his heart.

Tang San stood in front of Tang Jiulu and Old Jack without fear, and looked at the porter coldly.

"We are all freshmen who are here to report, you can think about it carefully, do you want to do it!"

The porter's breath was stagnant, although the people in front of him looked like they were all dressed in the countryside, but there was no guarantee that they could not be freshmen.

If it's really a freshman, but you're being stopped out by yourself.

The porter swallowed, his body trembling a little.

Tang Jiulu stood up from behind Tang San and gently patted Tang San's shoulder.

"Oh, Uncle Concierge also misunderstood that we are not freshmen, so he will stop us, right?"

Tang Jiulu showed a bright smile at the porter, "What's more, we still have the certificate of the Martial Spirit Hall in our hands, if he really doesn't let us in, then there may be no work!" ”

Tang Jiulu looked like he was going down the steps of the gatehouse, but in fact, it was a threat to him.

The porter's body trembled even more, and he immediately stood aside respectfully, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

"Yes, yes, I misunderstood, please come in!"

He glanced at Old Jack with some hesitation, "That family member can't enter." ”

Old Jack reacted and hurriedly waved his hand, "Okay, then I'll send it here, this is the proof of your Martial Spirit Palace, you remember to hand it over to the teacher after you go in." ”

Tang San took the two certificates and waved his hand at Old Jack, "Goodbye to Grandpa Jack!" ”

Tang Jiulu also waved his hand goodbye obediently, "Goodbye Grandpa Jack!" ”

Old Jack left with relief, looking at the appearance of these two children, they should not suffer in the academy.

The porter smiled and pointed out to Tang San and Tang Jiulu the teaching office of the freshman report.

It wasn't until Tang San and Tang Jiulu left that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that you really can't judge people by their appearance in the future.

Just as Tang San was pulling Tang Jiulu to walk on the road, a man of medium stature and slightly thin appeared in front of them.

This man looked like he was about forty or fifty years old, with a shaved head and hands behind his back, exuding a unique temperament.

He was wearing a Chinese-style black hexagram, and Tang Jiulu felt that he looked a little familiar.

"You are very smart, you took advantage of the fear of the porter and came in directly, but I still have to check the proof of your Martial Spirit Palace."

These words have obviously explained that the things they had just done at the gate of the academy were all in the eyes of this man.

Tang San didn't hesitate, and immediately handed over the two certificates in his hand.

The man looked at the certificate in his hand, then at Tang San and Tang Jiulu, and his gaze moved to Tang San's body.

"Are you Tang San?"