The man was very burly, his hands were very large, like a basin, the bowl in his hand was extraordinarily small, it looked a little funny, his right hand looked a little clumsy and inconvenient, as if he was a little disabled, holding the edge of the bowl trembling slightly, looking a little bitter and pitiful.

Luoluo bypassed the clam frying stall and walked behind the man, and for some reason, his little face was full of anger. Chen Changsheng followed her over, saw the side face of the man, and found that he was very young and very young, so he finally confirmed his identity.

Squatting in the corner to wash the dishes was the demon boy who was seriously injured by Tian Hague'er at the Qingteng banquet, Xuanyuan Po.

Xuanyuan Po looked at the shadows on the wall, looked back, and found that it was a young man and woman, and raised his thick eyebrows in puzzlement, and found that he didn't know each other, so he lowered his head and continued to wash the dishes - such a simple thing as washing dishes is also very difficult for him now, and he has no time to pay attention to other people.

"Walking out of the Red River, traveling thousands of miles to the world of human beings, going through a lot of hardships, and finally washing dishes in the streets and alleys of Kyoto, this is your goal in life?

Xuanyuan Po's hand holding the bowl stiffened slightly, and he looked back again, looking at this little girl like a pink carving, his heart set off a turmoil, thinking who are you, why do you know that you are from the Red River, and you know that you do not belong to the world of human beings?

Seeing his stupid appearance, for some reason, Luo Luo felt a little angry, and his voice was slightly cold and he whispered: "If the people in your tribe see you now, will they regret paying so much for you in the first place?"

Xuanyuan Po looked burly and strong, but his real age was only thirteen years old, his eyebrows and eyes were immature, and he was also immature.

At this time, listening to Luoluo's unceremonious reprimand, his face was swollen and red, and he said angrily: "Who are you? ”

Luoluo was silent for a moment and said, "My name is Luoluo, and I am a student of the National Education Academy. ”

Xuanyuan Po was stunned again, this time he was even more shocked, and his right hand could no longer hold the oily, slippery bowl.

With a snap, the bowl in his hand fell into the sewage in the basin, although it was not broken, splashing foam, it also provoked the owner of the clam frying stall to scold: "You useless thing!

The night market is extremely lively, pedestrians are weaving, the clam fried business is very good, the boss is busy, desperately waving the shovel on the iron plate to turn the food, there is no time to care about other things, even if he scolds, he does not turn around to look at Xuanyuan Po.

Xuanyuan Po didn't react, it seems that he has been working in the clam frying stall these days, and he has been used to being scolded by this boss, he just looked at the fall in front of him in shock, and his childish eyes became very eager, full of admiration and admiration.

After he was seriously injured by Tian Hague at the Qingteng banquet, he was carried back to the Star Picking Academy by his classmates to heal, and he didn't see what happened later...... It's a little girl.

I heard that the little girl's name is Luoluo, and she is a student of the National Education College.

This little girl, it seems that this is what she said just now.

Xuanyuan Po has always wanted to see that little girl, not only because she helped him avenge himself, he wanted to say thank you, but also because the demon clan respected the strong, he really wanted to see what that little girl looked like, and wanted to express his respect to the other party.

"It turned out to be your ......"

Xuanyuan Po wiped his thick hands on the old clothes on his body, looked a little nervous, and said, "Then whatever you say about me, it's all right." ”

Luoluo wanted to rekindle this person's fighting spirit, but he didn't expect to get such a reaction, and he couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

Chen Changsheng thought about other questions, a little puzzled, and asked, "You...... Leaving the Academy of Stars?"

He thought to himself that even if this demon clan boy was abolished by Tian Hague'er, it would be difficult for him to continue his cultivation, let alone regain his former strength, but at the Qingteng Banquet, he was fighting as a student of the Star Picking Academy after all, could it be that the Star Picking Academy expelled him because he was disabled?

Xuanyuan Po didn't know who this human boy Lu Dao was, but looking at his expression, he knew what Lu Dao had misunderstood, and he was a little flustered, and waved his hands the size of a fan again and again, explaining: "The academy didn't expel me, it just ...... I was so badly injured that I couldn't practice anymore, and I didn't want to stay in the academy to eat rice, so I came out. ”

Seeing that Chen Changsheng and Luoluo were a little unconvinced, he was a little anxious, and said: "It's true, the dean and the instructor have come to persuade me, but I'm a bit stupid, I don't want to listen to them, and I ran out secretly, you can't blame them." ”

It's really honest and cute-Chen Changsheng and Luoluo thought like this, whether it was the reason for insisting on leaving the Star Picking Academy, or the panic he showed when he was worried that others would misunderstand the Star Picking Academy, it all proved that this demon boy had a very clean heart.

Luoluo's expression was slightly gentle, and he asked, "I see, then what are you going to do in the future?"

Xuanyuan said with a smile: "I'm going to save some money, make up enough money to go home for the trip, since I can't practice anymore, why don't you go home and help your family do more work...... By the way, don't blame the boss, although he likes to scold people, but he is actually a very good person, I have broken a lot of dishes these days, and he didn't let me pay for it. ”

The boss, who was sweating and turning the food in front of the iron plate, heard this, did not turn back, and scolded with a smile.

Looking at the honest smile of the demon boy, he found that he couldn't find the slightest resentment on his immature face, Luoluo felt very sad for some reason, looked at him and asked, "Are you willing to go back like this?"

Xuanyuan Po was silent for a while, and said: "Just like you just said, for me to come to Kyoto to practice, the people in the tribe have scraped together a lot of money, and it is not easy, so of course I am not willing to go back like this...... But the instructors in the academy said that the physique of our demon clan is different from that of humans, and it is really difficult to cure the discarded right arm, so what are you going to do with it?"

He added: "The instructor asked me to stay in the Star Picking Academy to do some rough work, but watching my former classmates move forward step by step, I may be even more unwilling." ”

Luoluo said: "Staying in Kyoto, there will always be a way, why rush to leave the Star Picking Academy?"

Xuanyuan Po said: "The elders of the tribe have taught us from an early age not to accept any sympathy, especially for humans. ”

Luoluo looked at his eyes quietly, felt more and more appreciative of him, and said, "Follow me." ”

Three very simple words, not an order, but naturally reveal a sense of non-refusal, awe-inspiring and inviolable.

Xuanyuan Po felt a little strange, stunned, and didn't know how to refuse, and after saying hello to the boss, he followed her to the street.

It wasn't until he was about to walk out of the long street and see the well at the mouth of Baihua Lane that Luoluo remembered something, looked at Chen Changsheng, and was a little embarrassed.

Chen Changsheng smiled and didn't say anything.

What he wants to do, Luoluo has never objected, so naturally he will not object much to what Luoluo wants to do. As for what Xuanyuan Po, a demon clan boy, would bring, he wasn't too worried, he knew that the clansmen who had fallen into the Dao had been far away to protect her.

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The National Religious College under the night was quiet as usual, because of the second night of the Qingteng Banquet, there were a lot fewer peeping eyes in Baihua Lane, which made Chen Changsheng's mood more relaxed, but he didn't expect that Xuanyuan Po, who came to the National Religious Academy for the first time, was even more relaxed than himself.

The demon boy held his waist, which was thicker than a tree, and looked around, touching the dilapidated statue from time to time, his eyes were full of curiosity, and he couldn't see any nervousness at all.

Taking out the key to open the door of the library, Chen Changsheng did not go in, but looked at the falling and stopped talking around him, and said, "What do you want to say?"

Luoluo pulled his sleeve a little embarrassed, and said, "Sir, can you help him, do you know it...... He is one of my people. ”

Chen Changsheng said: "It's no problem to help, I'm just curious, the instructors of the Star Picking Academy all think that it can't cure Lu's injury, why do you think I will be able to cure it?"

"Sir is not one of those ordinary people. ”

Luoluo looked at him with wide eyes and said: "On the first day of Mr. Bai's teacher, you just took the pulse, and you knew that Lu Dao solved my problem, and immediately knew how Lu Dao solved my problem, compared to this, what is it to cure that guy's injury?"

What the little girl said was taken for granted, as if there was nothing in the world that he wouldn't know, facing her absolutely trusting eyes, Chen Changsheng felt really pressured, scratched his head and said, "Let's take a look first, I can't guarantee it." ”

Luoluo hummed happily, and ran towards the lake in a hurry, where did he believe that he didn't dare to guarantee the four words?

Chen Changsheng looked at her back and couldn't help but shake his head.

Luoluo ran to the lake and said a few words to Xuanyuan Po, who was fighting with the big banyan tree with his left hand, Xuanyuan Po was very surprised, shook his head again and again, as if he couldn't believe what he heard, and then he didn't know what Lu Daoluo said, Xuanyuan Po was even more shocked, if he wasn't stopped by Luoluo, he was afraid that he would have to kneel.

When Xuanyuan Po followed her to the front of the library, he was still a little dizzy, and it was obvious that Luoluo's words had brought him too much shock. Chen Changsheng guessed that Luoluo probably revealed her identity to the demon boy, and motioned for the two to follow him into the library, light the oil lamp, and then sit down on the floor.

Xuanyuan Po didn't even look at him, he kept staring at Luoluo, very nervous, and couldn't help but be excited.

Luoluo didn't even look at him, and said to Chen Changsheng: "Mr. Hard." ”

At this time, in Xuanyuan Po's heart, Luoluo was more important than his family, and more worthy of respect than the tribal elders, but she had such respect for a human being, and that human being was so good, she couldn't help but feel very ridiculous, and then she was angry, and she wanted to tear that person apart.

Chen Changsheng looked at Xuanyuan Po's eyes that seemed to be on fire, a little puzzled, and motioned for him to stretch out his right arm.

Xuanyuan was puzzled, humming, and asked in a very unkind tone, "What are you going to do?"

Chen Changsheng said: "I'll show you the injury. ”

"How old are you?"

Xuanyuan Po felt more and more that Chen Changsheng was not a good person, he must be a liar, otherwise how could His Highness respect him so much, and said loudly angrily: "Don't think that the people from our tribe are honest and easy to bully, I have seen many liars!"

Because of the reason for fighting against the common enemy, the demon race, the human race and the demon race are natural alliances, and in these thousands of years of history, the strength of this alliance has been proven countless times, and there is a lot of communication between the two sides, at least, the appearance of the demon race in Kyoto will definitely not cause onlookers.

But there is still an estrangement between the human race and the demon race, mainly because of the relationship between temperament and style of behavior, human beings always feel that the demon race is too straightforward, too ignorant, and the difference between the beast is too little, too violent, and the demon race always feels that humans are too cunning and fickle, and it is really bad to be friends.

In Xuanyuan Po's opinion, Chen Changsheng is obviously an ordinary teenager, but he is afraid that he has not even broken through the human marrow washing realm, and he dares to say that he can heal the injuries on his body that even the instructors are desperate for, what is this not a liar?

There was a muffled snap.

Luoluo held the teaching stick, looked at him and shouted: "What kind of attitude do you have!"

The Anglican College has a teaching stick.

It was a straight branch made by Chen Changsheng himself, stripped of its bark.

The main role of this stick is that Chen Changsheng used it to guide Luoluo's cultivation.

Now it seems that this stick may really play its original role.

Teaching sticks are used to teach and beat people.

The stick was hard and it hurt to hit the forehead.

Xuanyuan Po covered his forehead, his eyes were slightly red, because it was really painful, of course, mainly because he was very aggrieved, thinking that His Royal Highness actually beat me because of a human being?

"Hold your hand out. Chen Changsheng said with a smile.

Xuanyuan stubbornly tilted his head and refused to pay attention to him.

Luoluo raised the stick in his hand, looked at him and said, "Stretch out your hand." ”

Xuanyuan Po lowered his head sadly and stretched out his hand.

Chen Changsheng smiled, his fingers lightly landed on his pulse, and then closed his eyes.

There is no need to intercede, he will also try to see if he can heal the demon boy's injury, because at the Qingteng banquet that day, when Hague'er arrogantly humiliated the National Religious Academy, everyone was silent, only the demon boy laughed out loud.

That laughter is a song, a rumor, this demon boy is unhappy for the National Religious Academy, so the National Religious Academy will naturally have to respond.

Of course, everything was based on his confidence in healing the demon boy's injuries.

His master Ji Daoren, or unknown in the cultivation world, but he is definitely one of the strongest people in the mainland in terms of medical Taoism, and the marriage contract between him and Xu Yourong is precisely because Ji Daoren cured Lord Dazai who couldn't cure the Pope back then.

Chen Changsheng has studied Taoism since he was a child, studied medicine with his teacher, and more importantly, he has always been sick.

Although he can't cure his own disease, it doesn't mean that he can't cure other people's diseases.

He really wanted to heal Xuanyuan's broken wounds.

Time passed slowly, and the stars in the night sky moved with the clouds, sometimes bright and sometimes faint.

There was silence in the library.

I don't know how long it took for Chen Changsheng to open his eyes.