Tianpa Courtyard. Ye Tan sat cross-legged on the bed, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when he heard her voice. She said: "Ha, are you still alive? My father must never have imagined that his delicate and expensive daughter is suffering in the demon clan. I really look forward to the expression on his old man's face when he finds out."
It really is her. Qing Kui's eyes were warm, and she didn't care about the cynicism in her words. Ever since she was a child, Yetan has always talked like this when she begged her for nothing. She wiped her eyes and asked with a smile, "How are you doing? You made this magic weapon yourself?"
Ye Tan said: "I don't want you to worry about it, you should still care about yourself. In the future, when no one is around, we can use this pair of magic weapons to communicate. This is the imitation of the Xia clan's sound transmission magic weapon Wanxia Tingyin. Ugly is ugly A little bit, but the materials dug out from the garbage dump, let’s just use them.”
Of course Qing Kui doesn't care about these things, she can contact Ye Tan anytime, what better thing than this? She said: "Your physique, it must be dangerous to stay in the Protoss for a long time. I asked that Mr. Hu to bring you some pills refined with demon energy, and you should keep them well."
Ye Tan coldly snorted: "I want you to be troublesome." Although he said so, he still asked: "They didn't bully you, did they?"
"Bullying?" Qing Kui said, "I'm fine except for the third prince mocking Feng's poor character, and the demons belittling medical practitioners."
"Underestimate medical practitioners?" Ye Tan raised his eyebrows, "Are you stupid? You tell the male devil that you can nourish yin and strengthen yang, and the female devil that you can lose weight and whiten, and they still despise you? They can confess you, Then I will lick your head bald."
"This..." Qing Kui frowned slightly, "But I studied medicine to help the world, how could I..."
Ye Tan said: "Sister, which woman is not born for beauty these days, isn't losing weight and whitening not helping the world?"
It seems to be too. Qing Kui stopped arguing and said: "I've made a note. You are in a different place now, so don't act recklessly." She was talking, when Su Shui's voice suddenly came from outside: "Princess?"
Qingkui hurriedly said: "Someone is here, let's not talk about it." She immediately put away the magic weapon and went to open the door.
Su Shui came in with today's fruit, because Qing Kui is a human race, she has to receive fresh food every day and take care of it. At this time, she entered the room and couldn't help but wonder: "Is the princess unwell?"
Usually at this time, the princess never closes the door. She looked around vigilantly, but found nothing unusual.
Qing Kui said lightly: "I'm tired, take a nap."
Su Shui groaned, and said: "Princess, our Third Highness is so lively over there in the scout camp. He ate sour dates again today hahahaha..." She said happily, Qingkui just continued to dispense medicine for Wu Dai.
— That shameless person deserves it!
Tianpa Courtyard.
As soon as Ye Tan finished talking with Qing Kui, Xuan Shang Jun walked in. Seeing him, Yetan immediately felt his ears prick up: "Didn't you agree that I will have half a day off today?"
Xuanshang Jun sat down directly at her table and said, "Where's the scroll?"
"Ah?" Ye Tan looked puzzled, Xuanshang Jun sighed, and said: "Take out the scroll in the book bag, and I will help you preview the spells for the next class." God sees, he really doesn't want to be like that again. I'm just as nervous today.
Ye Tan breathed a sigh of relief: "You said that, I have already seen that."
Xuan Shangjun said: "Take it out!"
Ye Tan had no choice but to find Fa Juan muttering.
The scroll was spread out on the table, and Mr. Xuanshang turned to the seventeenth page, and said: "In the next class, I will teach the spell-puppet clothing. This is the elementary technique to make the grass and trees shallow and intimidate the enemy. Folk people There is a saying that all plants and trees are soldiers, which can probably be used as the source of this technique."
He spoke seriously, but at a glance, Yetan had already yawned, and he was lying on the table.
Xuanshang Jun immediately darkened his face: "Are you listening to what I said?"
Ye Tan was more dissatisfied than him: "We are so close, and you speak loudly. It's not that I don't have ears, of course I am listening!"
Xuan Shangjun was furious: "Did Li Guangyang teach you etiquette? Sit upright, keep your neck, chest, and waist straight, knees bent, feet flat, and look directly at each other, understand?"
Ye Tan was even more angry: "You are insane, you talk, I just listen to it, does it matter what posture you use to listen?!"
"You still dare to talk back!" Xuanshang Jun only felt the blood rushing to his head, and he directly performed a spell to make Ye Tan maintain an upright sitting posture. Ye Tan was taken aback, struggling left and right, and found that he couldn't move at all!
"Hello!" She had just said something, and Mr. Xuanshang said, "Do you want to seal your mouth too?"
... then forget it. Ye Tan resentfully closed his mouth. Xuan Shangjun then talked about the puppet clothes. But after he didn't say a few words, he found that Yetan's upper and lower eyelids began to fight, but after a while, she maintained this upright sitting posture... and fell asleep.
Lord Xuanshang: "..."
Is this gentleman's lecture so lulling people to sleep
Xuanshang Jun put the dharma scroll on the table, and when she heard her breathing gradually shallow, he suddenly remembered her dream again. Gentlemen shouldn't pry into people's privacy, but her dreams are indeed curious. Unfinished stories are always the most suspenseful. Xuanshang Jun hesitated again and again, but still stretched out his hand to explore her dream again.
This time, it was a sunny day with flying catkins. It seems to be a school in front of me, a school in the world. Mr. Xuanshang didn't know the gentleman who lectured there, but what he said was the "Three Character Classic" commonly used by human enlightenment. Obviously, this is teaching children to read and write.
But... Mr. Xuanshang stood at the door and looked inside. There was only one child inside, but it was not the one he had seen in the last dream. No, that girl is not her. Lord Xuanshang frowned, and was about to look for it, but suddenly heard a woman's voice.
"Who let her in? If you offend the princess, who of you can afford it?!" The woman sternly shouted. Xuanshang Jun followed the sound and looked over, and sure enough, the little child was outside the school.
She peeked through the window and looked in, only to be noticed by the maid guarding the side.
The maids immediately stepped forward and drove them away together.
The girl blinked slyly and quickly escaped from the school. But after a while, she quietly jumped in from the wall again. Outside the school, she could vaguely hear the teacher giving lectures. She hid at the base of the wall, eavesdropping complacently, while breaking branches and learning to write on the soil.
The handwriting is crude, crooked and not dignified. But she wrote with gusto.
However, there are always some words that cannot be heard or written. In the school, the teacher began to teach the girl in the school to hold a pen and correct her strokes.
Outside the school, she can only think about it by herself.
Suddenly, a hand stretched out and pulled away the branch in her hand.
"It's you again!" An elderly maid broke the branch into several pieces and threw it on the ground with a snap. "Just because you still want to learn how to read? Don't look at what you are." She stomped the crooked handwriting on the ground with her feet: "Can you hide and don't hurt us again?!"
Xuan Shangjun squatted on the ground, trying to pick up the branch for her, but his fingertips passed through the branch, and all he touched was nothingness. Here, he can't touch anything. He raised his head at Sui Yetan, and it was the first time in the past 2,700 years that he saw such an ugly and fierce face. In those pupils, what he saw was ridicule and indifference.
That kind of bone-piercing chill was better than all the evil beasts and demons he had encountered in the past two thousand years.
He thought that this dream would end here.
But no.
Not long after the child was driven away, she sneaked back again. This time, her handwriting became horizontal and vertical, much more correct. Xuanshang Jun sat beside her slowly, the sun was still as soft as gauze, she had written for too long, and there were still many words that were wrong.
She quietly looked into the school, her eyes lingering on the "Three Character Classic" for a long time.