Back in the house, Yun'er was lying on the table bored, and when she saw Kuroko coming back, she immediately jumped over happily.

Kuroko smiled and pulled her to sit down, and put all the steamed buns on the table. He picked up a steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth, and then handed one to Yun'er: "Eat, you will sleep on the bed after eating, and my brother will read a book for a while." Yun'er nodded, happily nibbling on the steamed buns.

Randomly dialed the wick, and the sunspot habitually touched his waist.

He touched the void.

"Ahh

The book, which had been floating in the mud soup for most of the day, was finally remembered by the owner......

"Kuroko, what are you screaming about, is your butt itching again?" Kuroko's father yelled outside the door.

"No, no, I just got knocked on the door. Kuroko explained with a bitter face.

"Go to bed early, the private school will start tomorrow." ”

"Oh, I'll go to sleep right away!" replied, but Kuroko kept walking around like an ant on a hot pot.

"Brother 'porridge', what's wrong with you?" After nibbling on the steamed buns, the little girl licked the corners of her mouth and looked at the sunspot strangely.

"Something big, something big!" Kuroko covered his head, not daring to think about the angry old face of the master tomorrow.

"What the hell is going on, Brother Porridge?" Yun'er was still naughtily calling Kuroko. It's a pity that Kuroko is full of that book, and he doesn't notice what Yun'er calls himself at all.

"Books, books, me, my poor books!" Kuroko really wanted to cry out loud before rolling on the ground a few more times.

"Oh, it's the one at the entrance of the temple. The little girl nodded her little head, and then looked at the oil lamp on the table with both hands on her cheeks. Kuroko sighed as she heard Kuroko still there, and her big watery eyes flashed a little bit of struggle. I wanted to help my brother "Porridge", but my father's advice came to my mind from time to time, reminding me not to cast spells at will. She bit her lip and tilted her little head, hesitating in pain.

Or, just help Brother "Porridge" this time, right?

But, but ......

Oops, Yun'er, Yun'er doesn't care!

She gritted her teeth, and her little pink carved face showed a bit of determination, and then, she slowly closed her eyes, and began to silently recite the law in her heart.

"Photo!" the little girl whispered to the empty tabletop.

The flames in the lamp suddenly went windless. The small flame slowly curved in the direction of Yun'er, as if there was an invisible rope lock, gently pulling the tongue of fire.

"Whoa!" a wet mass suddenly appeared on the table out of thin air, and the muddy water droplets it carried with it splashed all over the table.

"Brother Xiren, is this what you are talking about?" Yun'er secretly took a long breath, and when her breath calmed down, she pointed to the things on the table and shouted at Kuroko......

Kuroko was stunned.

"This, this, this is really my book!hahaha......" Kuroko wiped his eyes, carefully and carefully, and read it several times, and finally confirmed that the wet thing in front of Yun'er was his own book forgotten at the door of the broken temple!

Kuroko came back to his senses and was overjoyed. He carefully held the "lump" book, and then gently placed it on the windowsill to dry.

"Yun'er, you, you're so amazing!" Kuroko looked at Yun'er with admiration, and instantly felt that she was not only a "little fairy", but also an extremely beautiful and capable "little fairy".

"Yun'er is also happy to be able to help Brother Xifan. Yun'er grabbed the corner of the table, her little face slightly pale. Her realm is only the first order of Ning Yuan, and it is barely enough to cast a telespatial camera, not to mention that the distance is still so far. If it weren't for her extraordinary talent and the blood of the Heavenly Fox, I am afraid that the backlash of the over-the-top spell at this moment would have caused her to vomit blood and die.

She staggered to her feet and smiled reluctantly at Kuroko: "Okay, Yun'er is going back to the pillow, good night Brother Xiren." After speaking, she turned into a white light and disappeared into the porcelain pillow.

"Yun'er, you ...... too. Good night. Kuroko stared at the porcelain pillow and muttered to herself. His smile froze on his little black face, and his right hand was waving in vain in the air.

Not seeing that petite and delicate body, he suddenly felt empty in his heart. The joy of recovering the scroll has become as tasteless as chewing wax.

Although he had only been in contact for a day, Kuroko understood that this fairy-like little girl had left an indelible mark on his heart.

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"Stinky boy, hurry up, you're going to be late!" Kuroko's father shouted as he banged on the door outside the house.

"Oh, oh, right away!" Kuroko hurriedly got up from the bed, pulled the shirt and pants on the back of the chair, and put them on in a panic.

"Brother Xifan, what's wrong with you?" The white light flashed, and Yun'er sat down at the table with a yawn. Looking at Kuroko's panicked appearance, her confused eyes were full of doubts.

"Yes, I'm going to be late!" Kuroko lowered her voice and shouted to Yun'er as she got dressed. Finally put on his clothes, shoes and socks, he jumped up from the bed, and was about to reach out to pull the door, but when he saw Yun'er at the table, he had to turn around again.

"Sister Yun'er, I'm going to school. You, can you just wait for me in the pillow?" Kuroko looked at the little girl in front of him nervously, for fear that she would suddenly lose her temper at this time.

"Okay, but can Brother Xifan bring the pillow with him? Yun'er doesn't want to stay here alone......" Yun'er tugged at Kuroko's sleeve and looked at Kuroko pitifully.

"This ...... Okay, okay. Kuroko gritted her teeth. Bring a pillow to the private school, it seems, it doesn't seem to be a big problem...... Kuroko thought to herself.

"Well, Yun'er must stay in the pillow and not come out! The little girl nodded happily, and the "pitiful" on her face disappeared instantly. She spat out a small stone at Kuroko, and then turned into a streamer and sank into the porcelain pillow.

Kuroko stood at the table, a silly smile on her little face. He thought silently: A fairy is a fairy, and even sticking out her tongue is so good-looking!

"Stinky boy, if you don't come out again, Lao Tzu will come in and beat you!" Kuroko's father yelled outside the door again.

"Ah, I'm coming, I'm coming!" Kuroko hurriedly stuffed the porcelain pillow into the exam box, opened the door and ran towards the courtyard gate, not giving his father a chance to teach himself a lesson.

"This kid is running pretty fast!" Kuroko's father angrily threw down the rattan in his hand and turned to leave.

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"Zhang Xifan, what's wrong with you?" the master looked at the panting black man, and suddenly stopped breathing. Originally, he didn't find the sunspot when he started the roll call, and he was secretly happy that this "stubborn stone" would not come to the private school again, but in the blink of an eye, this stinky boy actually ran in at the last moment from class!

"I, I, I'm fine, thank you Master for your concern......" Kuroko quickly wiped his sweat with his sleeve, and then hurriedly stood up to thank his master. Although the master has never given himself a good face, the four words "respect the teacher and respect the way" have always been firmly remembered by the sunspot.

"Hmph, sit down, I'm going to class!" the master snorted angrily, turned around and left.

"Yes, yes......" Kuroko hurriedly lowered his head and sat down.

"Today is the first day of school in the private school, we don't have a new class, so let's take a look at your Wen Shu situation first. The master sat at the head of the desk and spoke slowly. He patted the ring ruler in his hand, and then began to point people: "Liu Chongyuan, you come first." ”

"Yes. A small, white man stood up. He shook his head and finished reciting a treatise, and sat down under the approving gaze of his master.

"Ouyang Qiu, it's your turn. The master turned to look at the other student.

Ouyang Qiu was a little nervous, he lowered his head and stood up, stammering his back. The master was noncommittal, and waved the ring ruler in his hand lightly: "Sit down." ”

"Zhu Youcai, you can carry it. The Master pointed to a fat, fat-headed, big-eared man.

"Okay, okay. The little fat man blushed his fat little face, and began to recite it: "Knowing is knowing, not knowing is knowing, knowing is knowing, knowing, knowing, ......knowing, knowing" He "knew" for a long time, but he didn't squeeze out another word.

"Lazy!" the master yelled at him angrily, but there was no other punishment - this little fat man was from a foreign family in the town, but the master did not take the little fat man's "filial piety".

"Zhang Xifan, do you know how to memorize the three-character scripture?" The master looked at Zhang Xifan with some disgust.

"No, no......" Kuroko lowered his head and stood up, his face dark and red. When his classmates heard his answer, they all bowed their heads and snickered.

"Waste! I can't even memorize the three-character scripture, you stubborn stone, you stubborn stone!" the master jumped off the Taishi's chair in a rage. He rushed to the sunspot in three or two steps, and hit his little head with a ring ruler: "You said that you are simply a black and stubborn stone, why do you still come to the private school?"

"I, I...... Master, I'm sorry. Kuroko opened his mouth, tears slowly rolled out of his eyes, dripping on the porcelain pillow in the exam box under the desk, making a soft "pop" sound.

"I'm sorry, what's the use of being sorry? Hmph, do you know, I've lost Shi Yiwan's reputation to you!" the master raised the ring ruler angrily and knocked it on the sunspot's head a few more times.

"I'm sorry......" Kuroko bit her lip and just lowered her head to tears. He didn't know why his memory was so poor, a thousand-year-old three-character scripture, he had memorized it for two years, but he still couldn't memorize it completely. Sometimes he wonders if he really has one less string in his head than others.

"Hmph, I look at you, it's better to drop out of school early, just like you, what kind of fame and fortune...... Bastard!Who did it?!" The master was about to say a few sarcastic words, but the back of his head suddenly hurt. He turned his head angrily, but saw that his proud disciple Liu Chongyuan was looking at him dumbfounded, but the ink ingots on his desk were gone.