Tomorrow is the end of the day.

The students of Shangshan Xuezhai were all whining and shouting, and the tip of Yuan Qian's tail stretched out under the table with a cold sound and shook it around, and said with a smile: "Shaojun, will you go to the autumn market tomorrow to play?"

Shu Hansheng held the pen in his mouth, struggled to move the snake tail under the table to his lap, touched it lovingly, and said lazily: "I have an appointment with someone."

Yuan Qian came up and said curiously, "Who?" Which nun is a student?"

Xu Nanzhi and they haven't come back yet, and there aren't many people who Shu Hansheng knows in the school palace, and if he goes out with Qi Fu Zhao, he will definitely not say the word "have an appointment".

Su Hansheng was about to say it, but he was worried that someone would come to stir it up, so he had to pinch the tail of the Yuan Qian snake. "Leave it to me."

Yuan Qian thought he was right, squinted at the snake pupils and leaned back on the table, and said, "Baili, ...... with me tomorrow."

Ubairi interrupted him: "Tomorrow I have to go home to re-engrave the runes on the bow, and I don't have time." Yuan Qian whispered: "Shaojun seems to have a tryst with a female cultivator who is studying Zhai." Wu Baili Zhengse said: "Go-the rune will not be in the way of carving it again in the next ten months." Yuan Qian laughed

Su Hansheng didn't know that the two of them were waiting to see their own excitement, and happily touched the snake's tail to do their homework in the previous class. Today's six classes were extremely fast, and in the afternoon, everyone had a holiday and ran out on chatter.

Su Hansheng made an appointment with Yuan Qian, Wu Baili and Qi Fu Zhao to have dinner, so he came back to the courtyard outside Wuzhai to move a small table to do homework together, packed up his things and walked out of the door, Yuan Qian in front of him said "hey", and shook the disciple seal.

"Shaojun, the envoy of the Punishment Hall is listening to the wall and said, let you go to the Punishment Hall."

Su was stunned for a moment, and his mind flashed back to what he had done in the past few days.

Wu Baili and Yuan Qian came over left and right: "Say, what trouble have you been in these days?" I can let the messenger look for you directly on the listening wall. "

Su Hansheng was stunned: "Could it be that the rune I carved in class a few days ago was discovered by deliberately adding two strokes that almost blew up the annoying mountain chief's face with ashes?!"

Ubaili, Yuan Qian: "......"

Su Hansheng twisted his eyebrows and thought for a while: "Or did I secretly put the noisy doorguard at the door of the begging Zhao in the storage ring surnamed Xiao, and he asked me if I heard the strange sound, and I said no, so frightened that he panicked and thought that the matter of being haunted by the ghost had been discovered?"

Two: "......"

Wu Baili wanted to speak and stopped. Yuan Qian slapped him by an elbow, intending to hear what else this little young gentleman had done that lacked morality.

Su Hansheng said a bunch of words again, and stuffed the book into Wu Baili's arms with a sad face: "Impossible, I did it hidden, no one can find out at all."

Yuan Qian laughed so hard that he felt that Su Hansheng was really a wonderful person to his taste.

Su Miaoren went to the punishment hall worriedly.

During this period of time, the deputy envoy was absent, and the number of people waiting to be punished in the punishment hall was nine-tenths less.

It's not that the students of the school palace are safe, it's just that the other deputy envoys don't do anything, and the envoys are a gentle old man with a good temperament, they immediately let go of themselves, and no one whipped them anyway, so they were happy.

Su Hansheng walked into the empty main hall of the punishment hall, and was about to talk nonsense with a face full of emptiness. When I looked up, I saw Ying Zhijin sitting on a chair next to him and lighting a cigarette. "Senior sister?"

Ying Zhijin casually "um" and raised his hand at him: "Come here."

Su Hansheng stepped forward, thinking that he was complaining to Ying Zhijin, hanging his head and looking timid, and before the senior sister could speak, he could directly apologize and admit his mistake.

"Senior sister, I was wrong."

Ying Zhijin spat out a puff of smoke and glanced at him coldly: "What's wrong?"

Su Hansheng hung his head in frustration, and said all the little troubles just now, and said: "I really know that I was wrong."

Ying Zhijin smiled: "Yo, there are a lot of troubles, no wonder your senior brother said that you are naughty and mischievous." Su Hansheng squatted on the ground, holding the armrest of the chair where Ying Zhijin was sitting, looking like he humbly admitted his mistake.

"I will change it in the future, senior sister, don't sue my senior brother, he will hang me up and smoke."

Ying Zhijin, who had always been cold and indifferent, suddenly laughed out loud. Su Hansheng looked up.

Ying Zhijin stretched out his hand coated with Kodan and gently touched Su Hansheng's head, raised his eyebrows and said, "I responded to Xuzong a few years ago to look at you."

The cold voice was dazed.

So why didn't he know?

At that time, Su Hansheng sat on the edge of the cold pool with a pale face, wearing empty clothes and a thin body, looking at the pool in front of him in confusion, as if he could jump down at any time.

Like a delicate bird with broken wings and imprisoned in a golden cage.

Ying Zhijin didn't go in, and found Ying Jianhua with a calm face and quarreled with him, wanting to sleep

The cold voice took away the other years. But that night, the phoenix bone of the cold sound attacked, and he was almost burned into a handful of dry bones, but fortunately, the thousand-year-old cold pool water saved his life.

Ying Zhijin was stunned to look at the young man on the bed who was almost like a handful of bones, and a pain that wanted to save him but couldn't do anything spread all over her body, making her go straight away without saying a word.

Since then, I haven't seen the sound of the cold again.

But now....

The birds escaped from the cage and spread their wings in the world of Guanghao, fresh and vigorous.

"It's just a harmless disaster, don't do it again next time, so you won't be beaten." Ying Zhijin slapped Su Hansheng's face and said with a smile, "In the future, your senior brother will beat you for a trivial matter, and you will come to look for me."

The chick nodded like a peck pecking rice.

Ying Zhijin slapped him twice more on the face and gave him a storage ring with a pattern of other years. Su Hansheng swept inside suspiciously, almost blinded by the spirit stone inside.

Ying Zhijin said: "Pocket money, come back to me every year when you run out."

Although Su Hansheng didn't have any concept of spirit stones, he knew at a glance that there were half of the spirit stone mines in it, his eyes were round, and he said cautiously: "Is this a year's pocket money?"

Ying Zhijin frowned.

Su Hansheng thought that he had been talking for a long time, and was about to say "two years", but he heard Ying Zhijin say coldly: "How did Ying Jianhua take care of children, is it so poor?"

Su Hansheng was stunned.

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p; It's a decade. Ying Zhijin frowned and said, Wendao School Palace has a ten-day holiday every ten days, and I will have someone send it to you every ten-day holiday.

Su Han Sheng: ....

Su Hansheng was silent for a long time, and immediately followed Ying Zhijin to share the enemy: How did the senior brother take care of the child! Ying Zhijin couldn't help but laugh again.

Su Hansheng put away the storage ring and said, "Is there something urgent for the senior sister to come to me today?"

Well. Ying Zhijin said, "My heart and liver are still angry, and they have gone to retreat and ignore me, I want to find you but I don't bother to send someone to go, so I use his disciple seal to send it to the listening wall.

The cold voice was solemn.

Ying Zhijin said: "Do you have a medical practice in Hanging Huzhai?" Su Hansheng thought for a while: The little doctor fairy Zhou Gu shot, she once relieved my tarsal bone poison. Ying Zhijin: "Is it reliable?"

br /> shushu hesitated: Did senior sister say medical skills?

Ying Zhijin took a puff of cigarette, exhaled the smoke, and said thoughtfully: "She has cured the tarsal poison for you, but there are no rumors outside that you are of the bloodline of the Fu Clan, so you think it is reliable.

Su Hansheng looked at her in shock.

But it's right to think about it, although Ying Zhijin and Ying Jianhua are hundreds of years apart, they must have seen his mother when they were young, so they naturally knew that he had the blood of the Fu Er clan.

Ying Zhijin didn't say much: "Go and call her to the Punishment Hall, I want her to help me heal someone." "Who?"

After a while, Su Hansheng looked at Gong Hanlian on the bed in the courtyard of the Punishment Hall in surprise, and hurriedly ran forward: Sister?

Gong Han's eyebrows and eyes were tightly closed, and the robe she was wearing had already appeared pitch-black scorch, as if it was burned by a candle, exuding a strange smell of burning lamp oil.

"Just now I saw her leaning against the camphor tree outside the hanging pot and falling asleep. So I brought her here to rest, but she wasn't in the right condition, she seemed to be injured and couldn't wake up.

Yesterday, Zhuang Lingge and Gong Hanlian fought to the death, and it was impossible not to be injured. It's just that Gong Hanlian never said it, her face was as usual, everyone thought that she was a holy relic and was safe, but they didn't expect it to be so serious.

Su Hansheng hurriedly stretched out his claws and took out the disciple seal to find Zhou Gu, but before he could transmit the sound, he paused and looked at Ying Zhijin hesitantly. Once the pulse is explored, Gong Hanlian's identity can't be hidden.

What are you afraid of, no one dares to snatch people from me. Ying Zhijin slapped him on the head and said lazily, "Her lamp is so beautiful, it will definitely sell for a lot of money, how can I let it go."

Su Hansheng was very surprised. It turned out that the other person Gong Hanlian said was "good to her", but it was Ying Zhijin.

Ying Zhijin lowered his eyes and looked at the person on the bed, his tone was cold, but there was a mild look of pity in his eyes: "The fool who has been coaxed for so many years and still counts the money for him, it is better to sell it to me than to be humiliated and manipulated by that group of greedy scum.

Su Hansheng didn't see that Ying Zhijin had malicious intentions towards Gong Hanlian, so he obediently went to find the little doctor fairy.

Zhou Gu shot back quickly, still as blunt as usual. Is she dying?

Su Hansheng knew Zhou Gu's temper, and quickly nodded: "Yes, life hangs by a thread!"

Zhou Gu shot and immediately said, "I'll be here right away."

In the hanging pot fast, Zhou Gu shot and rushed from the room with the medicine box

Come out, the wind under your feet can't wait to float. Before he went out, the "Light of Sword Cultivation" Gong Fuzao, who had returned from the martial arts arena, casually threw the long sword on the stone table on the side, poured a glass of water and drank it

Exhaust.

Catching a glimpse of Aunt Zhou, she raised her eyebrows: Aunt Shot, where are you going? Correctional Hall.

Gong Fuzao said quietly: You are casually probing people to heal again?

Zhou Gu shot to death, and said with a stiff face: No.

Gong Fuzao didn't believe it, wiped a handful of sweat casually, and quickly followed. I'll go with you.

Zhou Gu shot and twisted her eyebrows: "I really didn't treat people at will, I was asked by Su Xiaoxiao to come over."

"Huh." Gong Fuzao seemed to have caught the handle in her words, "I heard the little snake from Shanxuezhai just now, Shu Shaojun was called to the punishment hall by the envoy for teasing the mountain chief and deceiving his classmates, and he must be punished.

Zhou Gu Shooting: ......

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In the Buddha Hall of the Back Mountain. Xiao Shami struggled to put hundreds of plain white robes in the closet, and also - with Peiyu.

Chongjue no longer participates in Zen for some reason, but holds the Buddhist scriptures and looks down, the wide sleeves of the plain robe move slightly, and it looks a little different from the Buddha statue in the clouds, rarely with a little fireworks.

The little novice ran over and sat on his knees, muttering quietly as he cooked tea for the World-Honored One.

"I put two months of clothes for the Lord last month, and now I don't have a single one left...... When I came, Shizun, you didn't have any new clothes to wear, so the little young gentleman was better to wear your robe and swagger through the market.

Chongjue: .. …

Chongjue rarely knew what it was like to be at a loss, he coughed lightly, and said lightly: Don't talk about him like that, he is a good boy. Xiao Shami pursed his lips, and was so obedient that he didn't say much about the cold voice: "I put the new plain robe and robe in the cabinet, and there are some ornaments, oh, by the way, where did you put the dozen or so strings of Buddhist beads? Do you need me to inspect for damage?

Chongjue: ......

There is no need to inspect it, it is all damaged and there is no slag left.

Chongjue coughed again: "No need, you go back to Mount Meru first."

Xiao Shami has been waiting for the World Venerable since he was a child, and he knows that the World Lord is compassionate, and he looks cold and soft-hearted, and sometimes he dares to be bold and dare to mumble a few words to the World Venerable.

Every time he comes, he can't wait to stay a few more days

Zun also connived at him running around in the Buddha hall to serve.

This is the first time that Shizun has "driven" him back to Mount Meru.

Xiao Shami made a muffled "oh", but he didn't dare to say more, and got up to leave.

Chongjue, who had not opened a page of the Buddhist scriptures for most of the day, seemed to remember something, and stopped him: "Wait, in the clothes you put in this time......

The little novice turned back in confusion.

Chongjue's hand holding the Buddhist scriptures was slightly forced, and the tips of his rounded nails were blue and white, and he said lightly. …… Do you have any clothes to go out?