I inherited my husband's divine position

Chapter 136 People are more dead than people (Mid-Autumn Festival event)

Within two seconds, Mi August raised the handle.

The boy who was biting the spirit crystal was thrown in the air.

As soon as his body came out of the pool, the ink smashing boy let go of his mouth, and his body melted into ink at a speed that could not be described as unpleasant.

But Mi August is faster than it is.

[yin fire]
grumble! ?

Dao Motong here has never seen such a disciple who killed without saying a word.

Every disciple wanted to catch them like treasures, even if he hated them so much that he would gnash his teeth and dare not really kill them.

To kill them is to make trouble with the credits and with yourself.

Chao Lian stared, and was about to remind Mi August that she would be punished for killing Dao Motong.

However, he saw that the ink-tricking boy had been frozen by the frost, and was not really burned to death. Mi Bayue caught him and threw him into a net bag.

"..."

Mi August threw the spirit crystal bait back into the ink wash basin.

Three seconds later, the old trick was repeated.

Another ink-pounding boy Frost fell into the bag.

Chao Lian said: "Junior Sister's spiritual sense is really sharp."

Mi August looked puzzled.

Chao Lian pointed to the ink wash pool, "This ink wash pool is different from ordinary pool water. It is difficult to see with the naked eye and unpredictable with spiritual sense. Otherwise, the ink smashing boy inside would not be so difficult to catch. Junior sister can use spirit crystals to catch children, as long as It could be that the Momo boy below pulled up the spirit crystal the moment he bit it, the sharpness of his spiritual sense is beyond my reach."

What Mi Bayue thought after hearing this was: This is another task to test and facilitate the disciples with strong soul consciousness.

In the final analysis, although Du'er Academy is inclusive, and there are people who practice all kinds of Taoism in the academy, the real mainstream is calligraphy cultivation. Of course, the cultivation of calligraphy cultivation is the first priority in everything.

While thinking about it, Mi Bayue caught a few more black ink boys, and sent them to the net bag one by one.

Discussions from the old students in the distance were lessened, and there was no feedback from the whispers for a long time.

Gradually, Chao Lian realized something was wrong, she turned her head and counted the ink-tampering boys in the net bag.

It was convenient for her to count because Dao Mo Tong was frozen by the cloudy frost and did not dissolve.

"Six." She reminded Mi Augustue, "Even if you catch more, the ink washer won't pay you more. But you can sell them to other disciples."

"They won't buy it." Mi August said.

Whisper had just fed back two sentences from the old student, which happened to be the same as what Chao Lian said, claiming that Mi August must not be allowed to earn their credits.

"Then why are you still arresting?" Chao Lian asked.

Mi August showed her the task scroll.

Seeing the 'fifty' written inside, Chao Lian's expression twisted.

It turned out that she hadn't heard it wrong before, and it wasn't Mi Bayue who said it wrong, and she really wanted to catch fifty of them.

If she had seen her before, she must have felt that Mi August would be cold tonight.

Now I am a little envious.

In a blink of an eye, Mi August caught ten of them.

Her spirit crystal bait was also eaten clean, so she replaced it with another one.

Looking at it, Chao Lian noticed something was wrong, and asked Mi August tentatively: "Junior Sister has strong spiritual power, and her understanding and application of spells is extraordinary. If others accidentally use this spell, they will make the fragile Mo Tong Burn to death."

Mi August said: "I am an extremely spiritual body."

Chaolian took a deep breath.

She suddenly felt that "unprecedented and unprecedented" was not a lie.

"Is it alright for Junior Sister to say so?"

"Instead of making people guess and come to trouble and try, letting everyone know earlier can isolate some self-aware people."

As a member who was tempting but didn't intend to make trouble, Chao Lian sighed in a complicated tone: "Junior sister is smart."

How come there are people with superior talent and intelligence, so that the only backward background has become her advantage.

Chao Lian's state of mind was hit hard, and there was a subtle burning pain in her spirit sea. This is the spiritual poison accumulated in the daily life taking the opportunity to rebel.She realized that she couldn't stay here any longer, and it would be bad if she had some irrational wrong thoughts or behaviors.

Saying goodbye to Mi August in a hurry, Chao Lian left quickly.

Mi August watched Chao Lian go away, surrounded by old students.

She wasn't worried about what Chao Lian would say to those old students, on the contrary she was agreeing with her.

Du'er Academy has so much knowledge worthy of her exploration and absorption, and she has no time to waste on too many boring people looking for faults.

Sending a newly caught black ink boy into the book of good and evil, the action is subtle and natural. In this book school, it is very common to suddenly take out the book.

Ten minutes later, Mi August took the net bag to look for the paper figurine, but there was no paper figurine anywhere.

An old student suddenly pointed her way and said, "It's in the card house."

Mi August nodded to the other party to say hello, then walked towards the direction pointed by the other party.

"Why are you helping her?"

"Just a little effort."

"You don't have to raise your hand."

"Some people are destined to be different. Think about Senior Brother Gou, who has already entered the inner sect. Is it very similar to her situation? She didn't join us, and was suppressed by the previous session. It turned out to be useless, but the previous session Eat a nose ashes."

Listening to the exchange of old students in the back, Mi August found the paper house.

A veritable house made of paper.

So far, Mi August has found that the building names of Du'er Academy are very honest.

The complaint well is a well for complaints, the ink washing pool is a pool for washing ink, and the paper house is also a real paper house.

She knocked on the door, and the door swung open from the inside.

Mi August glanced inside, her eyes paused.

The paper figurine seemed to let her see what was going on inside on purpose, and its crooked eyes were fixed on Mi Bayue's face.

Mi August handed the net bag to it, "I'll catch it for you."

[Finished? ]
The expression of the paper figurine changed from laughing to doubting.

Mi August: "Yes."

The paper man dubiously took the net bag, and twisted his paper face.

Ordinary people have distorted expressions or normal wrinkled skin, while paper figurines have distorted expressions that are really twisted into a ball, with their facial features flying around.

[pocket]
Mi August returned the net bag that had been disassembled into threads.

It's a pity, I wanted to take it back and study it.

The paper figurine returns to the paper house with things.

The door was not closed.

Mi August looked at a drying rack inside, paper figurines hanging on it seemed to be drying.

The bodies of individual paper figurines are not flat, the upper body already looks like thin paper, but the lower body is normal.

If you look at the back but don't see the front, you must think someone is playing with the hanger.

The paper man is back.

[You have helped me a lot, this is your reward]
Mi August took it and gave finger-length ink sticks.

[Student, will you still come to make ink next time? ]
The paper figurine smiled.

Mi August nodded and said with a smile, "Definitely come."

The paper man paused.

[Okay, wait for you]
"it is good."

When Mi August left the ink wash pool, the old students who were still present watched her back until she really walked out of the range of the ink wash pool.

Go back from the hut to the lab in the old house.

Mi August took out the boy who stole the ink-washing pool and smashed ink from the book of good and evil.

The little thing wanted to run as soon as it came out, but it was useless to hide it in Zhai Ling's body.

Dao Motong, who was imprisoned in place, was still twisting and struggling desperately, his small body seemed to hide a violent beast.

Thoughtful, Mi August asked Zhai Ling to send a few home-bred Momo boys, including the head of the Momo boy squad.

　The more detailed group number for the event is [-]
　　
　
(End of this chapter)