The morning bell rang slowly, echoing through the school palace.

I pretended to be dead for a long time, and I still had to get up if I didn't want to face it.

Last night, his clothes were thrown at random by the hot spring in the back mountain, and he had no face to pick it up, so he could only break the jar and pick up a robe of Chongjue at will and put it on his body.

As soon as he lifted the corner of his shirt, he saw that there seemed to be a drop of blood soaked in the collar of the plain robe.

Su Hansheng frowned, took the clothes in both hands and looked at them carefully, and even leaned in to sniff them. Chongjue is already the world-honored one of Mount Meru who has cultivated the heart of the Buddha, who else in this world can hurt him?

It's just that he didn't smell out the reason, and when he swept away, Chongjue was standing not far away and looked at him lightly. Bitter voice: "......"

Chongjue's expression was much more indifferent than last time, and he seemed to calmly accept the child's weird and strange quirks. "Come out and drink hangover soup." Say goodbye and go.

Shu Hansheng didn't want to lose face again and again, so he hurriedly unfolded the collar of his plain robe, trying his best to prove that he was not a little monster who loved to smell other people's clothes, and hurriedly said: "Uncle, uncle! I just saw that there was blood on this garment, are you hurt?"

Chongjue looked at him sideways, concise and to the point.

"Nope."

I choked on the cold sound, but there seemed to be blood on the collar. But the shame has been lost to his grandmother's house, and he doesn't dare to smell it anymore, so he won't be regarded as a disciple by Chongjue.

After finding another clean robe and putting it on, he went to the antechamber of the fasting house with a cold heart.

Chongjue looked at the fireworks that did not eat the world, but there was a flint on the couch in the front hall warming the hangover soup, and there were a few delicate dim sum and a few lactose in the porcelain plate next to him.

Seeing Su Hansheng coming with his head drooping, Chongjue tapped the small case three times before he said: "Sit-do you have a headache?"

Su Hansheng was unprecedentedly well-behaved, and sat down with his head down, and his ass didn't dare to sit down, only half of it was next to him. "It doesn't hurt."

Chongjue poured the hangover soup into a porcelain bowl and handed it to him. The medicine was warm for a long time, and when Chongjue's fingertips touched the wall of the bowl, the heat dissipated silently, just enough to take the entrance.

The cold sound seemed to have a psychological shadow, and he didn't dare to drink it directly, so he held the bowl meekly with his two paws, and blew several sips before he took a sip carefully.

Chongjue said lightly: "Is the wine delicious?"

"Ahem...... Ahem!"

The cold sound was directly choked, coughing and trembling, and almost spilled the hangover soup all over his body.

Chongjue frowned, and was about to raise his hand to use spiritual power to smooth him.

Su Hansheng had just dreamed of the black clothes of Infernal Prison yesterday

Chongjue rudely poured his medicine, and when he saw that familiar hand reaching out, he suddenly looked like a frightened tree mouse, desperately suppressed his cough, and hurriedly drank the medicine with a bowl of tons.

He drank so quickly that he didn't have time to swallow the potion and slid down the corner of his lips.

"I ...... Ahem!" The cold voice coughed so loudly that his throat almost split, and the tail of his eyes coughed up water marks, and even his eyelashes were soaked black, "I'm done drinking! Ahem, you're done!"

Chongjue: "......"

Chongjue has lived for too many years, and because the ninety-nine bone chain has never interfered in world affairs, his mood has not fluctuated for too many years.

…… At this time, it was like a mayfly falling into a hidden pool. Although it is small, it makes a circle of subtle ripples.

The cold cough made the brains even, and Chongjue in front of him did not rush to pour other medicines.

Embarrassed, he wiped the medicine from his face and whispered, "Wine......... It's not good, and the dice pai gow isn't fun, and I'm sure I won't touch it at all in the future - I bothered my uncle last night, so I hope you don't bother with me. "

Chongjue looked at him.

Since the incident of "snatching away the ghost", Su Hansheng always talked to him with thorns, and the previous time he copied the Buddhist scriptures angered him, and he had the audacity to flip the incense burner on his table, but now this is the first time to answer so softly.

Su Hansheng didn't know where to learn to make a sad and tearful look, pinched the corner of his sleeve to wipe the medicine off his cheeks, and spoke softly and gently.

"I—I'm not going to go to morning class today, so I'll copy the Buddhist scriptures here and make amends to my uncle."

This miserable and sad appearance of jade, coupled with an overly gorgeous appearance, is really pitiful, and I feel sorry for it.

Chongjue seemed to be moved: "It's good to know that you can change your mistakes, three days later, it will be the ceremony of hearing the Tao sacrifice to the sky, let's go to Xuezhai first." ”

The cold sound wept and snickered with joy. This trick is really useful, not only to admit mistakes sincerely, but also to avoid copying Buddhist scriptures.

It's just that before the joy is over, I saw Chongjue take out a Buddhist scripture from his sleeve and put it in Shu Hansheng's hand: "Go back and copy the Buddhist scriptures again in the evening, and take the last time and hand it to me before the ceremony." "

Chilling Voice: "......"

Forget it when you're dead!

After drinking the hangover soup and eating a few more pastries, he walked out of the Buddhist hall with a stinky face holding the Buddhist scriptures. To copy the Buddhist scriptures twice in three days, Xiao Shaojun was so angry, but he took the initiative to copy the Buddhist scriptures, and he couldn't shake them off.

Su Hansheng calmly walked out of the Buddhist hall and walked down the steps, suddenly his brain twitched, and he slammed the Buddhist scripture in his arms to the ground, staring at the Buddhist scripture condescendingly

, as if there is some deep hatred.

Buddhist scriptures lying innocently on the ground.

After dropping the Buddhist scriptures, the anger in Su Hansheng's heart was vented, and he squatted down to pick up the Buddhist scriptures, and carefully brushed the mud on them.

After wiping, he was about to walk away, but vaguely felt a gaze fall on the back of his neck.

Su Han turned around.

Chongjue stood in the shade of the tree, and the first rays of sunlight in the morning slowly fell on his lotus-patterned snow-white robe, like an immortal who had escaped from the world. …… I don't know how long I watched it.

Chilling Voice: "......"

Why is this man always elusive?!

Chongjue's face was light but not tired, and with a slight movement of his fingers, the black magpie pecking needle that was left in the Buddha hall was supported by a spiritual power and flew down to the cold sound of the grass

Bunched up between the hair.

"Click". Under the hood of the floating clouds, it just blocked the sunlight that was about to fall on him.

The people were all wooden, looking up at him sluggishly.

Chongjue didn't seem to see Su Hansheng lose his temper, and said casually: "This plain robe doesn't have to be returned, so you don't have to 'lose' it again." Chilling Voice: "......"

After Chongjue finished speaking, he turned to leave, and his robe flew over the tufts of grass growing through the cracks in the stone steps.

The grass stalks shook slightly for a long time.

The cold sound suddenly shuddered, completely came back to his senses, his face was numb, his heart was so crazy that he almost wanted to kill himself, and he ran away with his legs tightly holding the Buddhist scriptures. Yes.... Although he didn't want to die all the time, his desire for self-destruction at this time was almost at its peak.

Since I entered the school, I have had a lot of troubles, but I haven't taken a single class.

Holding the Buddhist scriptures and falling back to Wuzhai with a disgraced face, he changed into the white ink-patterned Taoist robe of the school palace with a cold voice, hung his pants around his waist, and went to the good

The first lesson of the school is held.

As soon as I came out of Luowuzhai, I saw Yuan Qian and Wu Baili coming out of the bamboo house.

Shu Hansheng didn't think that yesterday's drinking and shaking of the dice was damaged by Yuan Qian, and probably looked forward to Yuan Qian being his spiritual pet, and took the initiative to say hello regardless of his previous suspicions.

"Good morning."

Yuan Qian and Wu Baili originally came to talk and laugh, but when they saw the cold sound, their smiles disappeared immediately, and they pretended not to see him, and ran away like rabbits.

Su Hansheng: "?"

I don't know why.

There is a waterfall after the end of the day, passing through the waterfall that hangs like white silk, and then going to a full one

The suspension bridge of the water mist arrived at Shangshan Xuezhai.

Yesterday, the whole nest was taken up by the deputy envoy, and a room of students was probably cleaned up by the elder, and they all fell asleep on the table and yawned.

It is estimated that there are more than 20 new students in Shangshan Xuezhai, and all of them are talented and good-looking talents in the younger generation. After a few days of classes, everyone has made friends who match their eyes, and they sit in groups of three or five. Su Hansheng swept around, and saw Yuan Qian, who buried his head in a stack of books. Xu is Yuan Qian's original form was a snake, and only Wu Baili dared to sit next to him on the front and back sides, and the position of the low case in front of him was empty.

Shu Hansheng didn't realize that he was "isolated", so he stepped forward unceremoniously, sat down cross-legged in his robe, and took out a book from his pants.

Yuan Qian couldn't wait to get into the cracks in the ground.

After Shu Hansheng put the book down, he thought about it and knocked on Yuan Qian's table again, and asked familiarly: "What is the morning class?"

Yuan Qian: "......"

Yuan Qian shut up and said nothing.

Shu Hansheng turned the sitting futon suddenly, turned his whole body smoothly for half a circle, and poked his head on the table of Yuan Qian: "You have ignored me twice."

More than three times he's going to get angry.

As soon as Yuan Qian saw the cold voice, he recalled the pain of being tied seven or eight knots by Zhuang Lingxiu last night, and the pain that he had twisted for a long time to untie, and Xu Nanzhi had obviously caught up with him, but he sat on the branch and watched him twist his body with great interest to untie the knot.

After finally untying the knot, Xu Nanyu smiled and stretched out his poisonous hand to the dizzy Yuan Qian.

Yuan Qian's body was faintly sour at this time, and he was helpless.

"Shaojun is angry, it's not that I don't want to pay attention, yesterday Senior Brother Xu took my tail and threw a wheel around eight hundred times, warning me not to take you again."

Chilling Voice:

The senior brother treated him so caringly, and Su Hansheng suddenly became happy, and with a smile he took the disciple seal to find Xu Nanzhi.

Yuan Qian's eyes were sharp, and he vaguely saw that Xiao Shaojun seemed to point to the formation of listening to the wall, humming a small song and writing a few words on it with spiritual power. "Senior brother, I will be obedient in the future."

With a bang, the spiritual power turned into a black magpie and crashed into the beacon tower in the palace from the sky.

Listen to a few words slowly emerging on the wall.

Yuan Qian:

"

Su Hansheng was satisfied with the disciple seal, and was about to turn around when he saw Yuan Qian and Wu Baili looking at him with a complicated and strange look

And the people looked at him as if they were ghosts.

I don't know why.

The corners of Yuan Qian's lips twitched slightly, his eyes couldn't squint, he felt extremely embarrassed for Shu Hansheng, and the tip of his tail curled up wildly on the ground, and it took a while to say something indescribable.

"Shaojun, do you know...... What is the listening wall?"

Su Hansheng: "?"

Half an hour later.

Su Hansheng's face was sluggish, his eyes stared at the void with a dull light, and his eyes didn't turn. Listen to the wall...

He heard it, but he never knew that the summons he sent out was nakedly spread on the listening wall, allowing all the students in the school palace to see it clearly.

Yuan Qian taught him with pity how to look at the wall. Su Han shuddered his hands, lit a little cumbersome magic circle, and rows of words slipped up.

When I looked closely, there were hundreds of identical responses, neatly and neatly.

"Good junior brother, senior brother loves you. - Your Senior Brother Chu" "Good Senior Brother, Senior Brother loves you." - Your Senior Brother Jiang."

Chill Voice: "............"

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Su Hansheng planted himself in the pile of Yuan Qian's books, stretched out his crossed legs and kicked desperately, eager to kill him on the spot!

Yuan Qian doesn't like to sit on the ground very much, and after taking a seat, he turns his legs into snake tails, anyway, no one can see it with a blanket, and it is much more comfortable to sit cross-legged in a circle than to sit cross-legged.

However, at this time, he was kicked by the cold sound and almost bared his teeth, and Yuan Qian could only bite the bullet to appease. Actually, it's not a big deal, and Shaojun didn't say the wrong thing. …… At best, there are only a few hundred more senior brothers. It should be the nurse brother who collapsed, the mad demon Xu Nanzhi.

The cold sound was dying, and the soul almost floated out of his mouth.

No wonder when Yuan Qian came to deliver the robe yesterday, he said "just right", and other students warmly invited him to go to Fang Market to make clothes - at that time, he thought that the student just had nothing to say, but he didn't expect it......

and Chongjue's sentence.

This plain robe does not have to be returned, so it is saved from 'losing' again. Chill: ...... He has experienced too much in just half a day, and his heart is numb.

Just when the sound of the cold was about to die of shame, a familiar voice came from outside Shangshan Xuezhai. Chilling sounds.

The cold sound was excited, and he hurriedly ran out, and saw Xu Nanzhi standing in the shade of the tree from a distance, his face gloomy.

Brother!

Su Hansheng thought that Xu Nanzhi would be like last time

protected him unconditionally, and immediately rushed forward and threw himself into his arms.

But before he could pounce, Xu Nanzhi coldly stretched out his hand against Su Hansheng's eyebrows and pushed back, looking at him expressionlessly. Su Hansheng was stunned.

Xu Nanzhi was worried all night, although he knew that Su Hansheng would not have an accident with Shizun, but he still couldn't help but probe him up and down, and found that he didn't even lose a single hair, so he opened his mouth with a calm face.

Is wine good and is Pai Gow mahjong fun?

Su Han Sheng: ...

Shu Han choked, and seeing that Xu Nanzhi was angry, he carefully took out the trick against Chongjue, and I wept pitifully: It's not delicious, it's not fun, senior brother......

Senior brother punish me, I'm sure I don't have a word of complaint.

Before the second half of the sentence was finished, Xu Nanzhi had already started to slap his head neatly, and said angrily: It's not good to drink or fun, you can get drunk and smoked all over your face, and you were caught by the Punishment Hall and let Shizun catch you! If it's delicious, you can't blow on the vat!

Chill: ......

Xu Nan was so angry that he didn't want to spend too much effort, he didn't accept his big palm but slammed it hard, kneaded the cold black hair into a bird's nest, and said coldly: You are just sick and dare to drink without fear of death, you haven't drunk enough bitter medicine, right?!

Su Hansheng covered his head and looked at him blankly. Zhuang Lingxiu also came, but he didn't dare to approach, and was standing not far away.

Su Hansheng saw that he couldn't appease his senior brother, so he could only look at Zhuang Lingxiu - the first few times Xu Nan scolded him, it was Senior Brother Zhuang who came forward to rescue him as a peacemaker.

It's just that this time, Zhuang Lingxiu received his gaze for help, but he looked away with a weak heart.

Who to see?! Xu Nanyu said coldly, does this seem like a posture of admitting mistakes? Su Hansheng lowered his head in a sullen voice, and he didn't say anything when he beat and scolded.

Zhuang Lingxiu felt guilty when he saw from a distance that the students of Shangshan Xuezhai were all stretching their necks to look out at the excitement, coughing dryly, in Xu Nan

He stepped forward slowly under the murderous gaze.

It's almost over, Xiao Xiao is back in class for the first time, do you want the whole school to see that he can't make a joke?

Xu Nan choked.

Seeing that the senior brother's attitude seemed to be a little softer, Su Hansheng hurriedly hugged his forearm: Senior brother, don't be angry, I will really be obedient, and I will definitely not learn bad in the future.

Xu Nanzhi Yin Yang Strange Qi Dao: Yes, now it's whole

Every school palace knows that you are well-behaved, but you are obedient to death.

Chill: ......

It's okay. "Zhuang Lingxiu came to play the round, Bubei bought you a lot of clothes yesterday, we have to go to another year tonight, does Xiao Xiao still have anything he wants to bring?

If you want to bring something and say it directly, don't listen to the "senior brother" on the wall. If you recognize Xu Nan again, you will breathe fire.

Su Hansheng shook his head, and cautiously accosted Xu Nan: "I...... I also want to go to Fang Market to play, so it's okay for my brother to take me there. Xu Nan's face was expressionless: Want to go? The chick nodded wildly as if it were pecking rice.

"Think about it." After Xu Nanzhi finished speaking, he stuffed a storage ring into Su Hansheng's arms—it was full of clothes he bought yesterday, and then he walked away with a vigorous attitude.

Chill: ......

Zhuang Lingxiu sighed, straightened the black hair like a chicken nest in the cold sound, and did not soften his heart at the sight of the cold sound. Tonight is not a stroll around the market.

Hearing that the Taoist sacrifice is coming, two days later is the ceremony of sacrificing to the sky, and the three university palaces often have a "respectful and courteous" meeting and discussion, which is located in the long night building of other years.

In the meeting a few years ago, the scene was full of blood, and Zhuang Lingxiu was afraid that the cold sound during the foundation building period would be hurt. …… And this time, there is also Qi Jianyi among the people who came from the Hansan School Palace.

According to Xu Nanzhi, Su Xiao Xiao still seems to have no feelings for Qi Jianyi, they still want to test the depth of this person, and they don't want to let Su Hansheng follow.

Zhuang Lingxiu touched his head: "Go to class obediently, and after school, I will go back to Wuzhai to rest, okay to bring you candy?"

Su Hansheng had never eaten the sugar man, and whispered: Take two.

Zhuang Lingxiu smiled: Okay, bring two.

Su Hansheng nodded at this time, and his fingers touched Zhuang Lingxiu's sleeve lightly. Well, I don't trouble my brother.

Zhuang Lingxiu didn't pay attention to his small movements, and coaxed him for a while before leaving.

After class, he put his hands on the table, stared at the mountain chief with his eyes, listened carefully, and did not wander at all.

Many students in Shangshan Xuezhai were extremely interested in this little young gentleman, and they all secretly stared at him in class.

However, after watching it for a long time, they found that the rumored reckless and reckless Su Shaojun was so diligent and meticulous, and everyone was ashamed, and finally looked away and listened to the class.

As soon as the school bell rang, the sound of the cold was all over the place

Pack up your things. Just as he was about to leave the school, several students came very familiarly.

Shaojun, do you have time to play hunting together at night?

Su Hansheng shook his head: No, I'm going back to copy the scriptures.

Everyone was going to persuade again, but when they heard the scripture copying, they remembered that the young monarch was taken away by the Shizun yesterday. The Shizun of Mount Meru is really out of the dust, and even the punishment is so springy and rainy.

Okay, okay, it's me who is bothered, Shaojun copy slowly.

Su Shaojun ran away quickly with the book in his arms.

The student sighed with emotion: With a good family background and such diligence, what reason do we have to be drunk and dreaming of death!

Everyone responded, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they didn't go hunting anymore, and they went back to the fasting house one after another, and they were bound to hang their heads and stab their heads, and work hard to practice and strive to be the leader.

After the diligent cold sound slipped away and ran back to Wuzhai, he didn't want to copy the scriptures at all, and with a wave of his slender hand, the accompanying tree came in response and fell silently on his neck.

How is it? Did they break their fasts?

A dead branch of the associated tree stretched out to the center of the eyebrows of the cold voice.

Shuhan closed his eyes, and after the companion gave birth to a tree synaesthesia, he vaguely saw a slight gap between the folds of his clothes, and Xu Nanlian's voice came from his ears. Is Lan Xubai here, he is very good at drinking, and he will kill that group of people tonight.

Zhuang Lingxiu's gentle voice came: ...... It is said that yesterday he vomited a vat of blood and couldn't even get out of bed, but don't worry, I asked someone to carry him.

Xu Nanyu: Yes, that's good.

The sound of the cold sound of the day glued a small piece of tendrils to the sleeve of Zhuang Lingxiu, who was unprepared for the cold sound, to follow the two of them.

Su Hansheng squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time, only to confirm that the two of them seemed to have just left the gate of the school palace, so they quickly changed their clothes and quickly chased after them.

Big big

Xu Nanzhi and Zhuang Lingxiu took the blades and got down from the spirit boat and entered Nianfang City.

Why do you suddenly want to see Qi Jianyi? Xu Nanyu said casually, "I feel annoyed when I see him, and if there is a fight, I must take advantage of the chaos to beat that kid."

Zhuang Lingxiu said: "I just want to see what kind of person he is." Although he didn't believe in luck, he still had an extra heart because of the phoenix bone, a holy relic.

Xu Nanyu didn't ask much.

Today's long night building quilt

Hearing the Taoist Palace, the door was empty, and only a few students wearing the Taoist robe of the Jian Liang School Palace and the fish pattern of the Hanshan School Palace were standing there with their blades.

Xu Nan raised his eyebrows, and when he was about to step in, Zhuang Lingxiu looked slightly sideways at the corner of the crowd. Not north, someone has been following us.

Xu Nanyu didn't care: "Which Academy Palace's Immortal Monarch Lingyu we haven't robbed? It's natural to attract hatred, stop talking nonsense, come on. ”

Zhuang Lingxiu glanced back at the black clothes that appeared in the alley in the distance, and walked into the Long Night Tower without paying attention.

Under the lanterns of the alleys.

Su Hansheng stared ahead, his hand picked at the wall at the entrance of the alley, his brows furrowed and stared at a black-clothed figure in front of him, his lips pursed as if he wanted to go up and beat someone.

Suddenly, Shaojun?

The cold sound of concentration was so frightened that he almost jumped up, and his sick face, which had just recovered from a serious illness, was instantly as white as paper, and he almost spit out a little ghost wearing a floating cloud cover from his mouth.

He looked back in horror.

Beggar Fu Zhao wore a black veil and looked at him helplessly.

The cold sound was so frightened that he lost three souls above his head, and he walked six souls under his feet, and he had no strength to curse, so he said: Are you in trouble? Is there anything the fuck wrong with you?!

Begging Zhao Ne, he said: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare Shaojun, or I, I, I will translate eight books for you in three days!

Su Han Sheng: ....

The cold sound was so frightened that his heart was still beating wildly, and he didn't want to talk to him for a while, and continued to look back ahead.

Begging Fu Zhao was like a puppy who had been scolded for making a mistake, standing there with his head down, not saying a word or moving.

The Fuer clan is often tall, and Qi Fu Zhao is only eighteen years old, so he is a head taller than Su Hansheng, even if he hangs his head, he is full of oppression, and Su Hansheng really couldn't help but look back at him after looking at him for a while.

What are you doing here?

Qi Fu Zhao hesitated, considered his words, and said softly: What is Shaojun looking at?

Su Hansheng leaned against the wall and said unhappily: There is a person in front of me who looks vulgar and obscene, and has been following my senior brother for a long time with bad intentions.

Qi Fu Zhao was puzzled: How does Shaojun know?

Nonsense. Su Hansheng glared at him like a fool, "I have been following my senior brother since the outside of the school palace, and I naturally see clearly what kind of world this is, how can there still be people following others in broad daylight, really."

Lose all feeling of shame.

Qi Fu Zhao: ...............