Crazy beauty she is wild and hard to train

Chapter 17 Constitution, Too Weak

Si Yunwu glanced at Kong Muhua's Yintang, and there were already not so obvious chaotic patterns.

A sign of catastrophe.

Si Yunwu looked away, with a calm expression, put his hands in his pockets, followed Kong Muhua, and returned to class seven.

The sound of reading aloud and reciting all over the classroom.

Si Yunwu frowned slightly, and pinched the earphones in his pocket with his fingers, but did not take them out in the end.

He walked slowly to his seat and sat down.

Kong Muhua walked around the classroom and stopped in front of Si Yunwu.

The voice of the morning reading was loud, and she bent down to approach Si Yunwu with a gentle voice: "You just came to class, if you have any questions, you can come to the office directly to find me."

Kong Muhua said, and then asked: "Don't feel troublesome, it is also the teacher's job to help you solve your difficulties."

Si Yunwu glanced at her, didn't speak, and nodded politely after two seconds.

Kong Muhua smiled and straightened up.

Si Yunwu suddenly took out a small transparent square bag, handed it to her, and said in a low voice, "Teacher Kong, this is for you."

Kong Muhua lowered his eyes.

There is a small scarlet complex imprint on the pouch, like a spell or something, and a piece of rice paper is stuffed inside.

There should be something written on the rice paper, and the shadow of the ink can be seen.

"What is this?" Kong Muhua asked.

"Amulet." Si Yunwu's fingertips were white and clean as he pinched the bag, and the red beads on his wrist were shiny.

Seeing that it was not an expensive gift, Kong Muhua accepted it.

She smiled and said, "Then thank you, teacher."

"Teacher, you're welcome." Si Yunwu had no expression on his face, always indifferent and calm.

The Buddhist scriptures she copied are added with charms, which can be worn by others to avoid disasters.

For those who have been robbed of life and death...

trouble.

Should be charged.

Si Yunwu watched Kong Muhua walk out from the back door of the classroom, and looked away.

She rested her head on her hands and covered her ears.

Then he took out the pipa score from his bag and turned to a page precisely.

A few notes were circled by a pen and marked with question marks.

You need to play the pipa once before you can determine how to change the score.

"Since you chose a science class, not an art class, don't read other things in my morning reading." A cold female voice suddenly sounded from above.

Si Yunwu looked up slightly, and saw the English teacher's displeased face.

At this moment, Zhou Yu and his younger brother came in through the back door with books in their arms.

"Give it up." Zhou Yu squeezed the English teacher away and stood beside Si Yunwu's desk.

The English teacher staggered back two steps, his face became even uglier in an instant.

Zhou Yu put the new book on the table, turned sideways, and put his hands into the pockets of his school uniform: "Teacher, can't you see? She doesn't have a textbook, so she only reads other things. You care so much about what she reads, why don't you find a book for her?" ?”

"Still," he sneered, and took a step closer to the English teacher: "Are you deliberately looking for trouble for her?"

Zhou Yu was tall, surprisingly imposing, and notoriously ugly.

The instinctive panic in the English teacher's eyes.

The voice of reading words in the class disappeared by half.

"You!" The English teacher glared at him, holding back his anger: "If you have time to argue with me, why don't you take a look at your English test score!"

Putting aside the words, he strode out of the classroom directly.

Zhou Yu rolled his eyes and turned around: "Books teach like that, too many things can't do it."

Si Yunwu looked at him and his younger brother with a calm and distant profile, and said politely, "Thank you for helping me move the books."

When Zhou Yu heard Si Yunwu talking to him, his expression suddenly became excited: "You are too polite, Miss Wu, if you have anything to do in the future, you can order it casually, and it will be done!"

The younger brother also nodded frantically: "Yes, classmate Si, don't be polite to us."

As soon as the little brother finished speaking, someone slapped the back of his head, his head fell forward, and he let out a cry.

Hearing Zhou Yu reprimanded coldly: "You're rude! Call me Sister Wu!"

The younger brother covered his head: "Sister Wu, Sister Wu, Sister Wu."

Si Yunwu's expression was indifferent, and he looked away.

He took a pen and quietly and indifferently wrote his name on each textbook.

Zhou Yu glanced at the milk on the table.

Where he put it for her in the classroom in the morning, it is there now.

Didn't even move.

Zhou Yu wanted to ask her why she didn't drink what he gave her, but he didn't dare to ask.

……

Read get out of class early.

Si Yunwu took out his mobile phone and logged into Jiewang.

I saw two messages from the seller.

[After staying up all night, the ointment was made, and I tried it on a small wound, and it was as good as before in two hours, and it did not differ from the prediction. The senior is awesome, and this kind of prescription can be researched. 】

[I'm also awesome!A refining success! 】

Si Yunwu: 【As usual, please leave me three cans of ointment. 】

Seller: [Don't worry. 】

The seller sent another message: [By the way, the medicine for improving your physique is given before going to bed, and the effect is the best. If it can be combined with your big and small Zhoutian acupuncture method, the golden needle acupuncture points at the time of Yin, the improvement speed will be faster. 】

Si Yunwu: [Okay. 】

Exit the world network.

Si Yunwu put down his phone and took out the small white jade porcelain bottle given by Fu Xingyu from his bag.

Pull out the cork wrapped in red cloth and pour out a medicine.

With a normal physique, taking this high-level medicine can completely heal you.

Her current physique is too weak.

After taking the medicine, Si Yunwu tightened the cap of the water bottle.

A WeChat message popped up on the phone, from Fu Xingyu.

fxy: [Don't forget to take your medicine. 】

syw: [Already ate, thank you uncle for reminding. 】

fxy: [……]

fxy: [After school in the afternoon, Fu Gan will pick you up. 】

This Friday, Dicheng No. [-] Middle School will not make up classes on weekends.

syw: [OK, thank you uncle]

fxy: [……]

……

Imperial city garrison area.

The military power center of the entire imperial city.

in the office.

Fu Xingyu looked at the screen and swiped the chat history.

Nine out of ten sentences are called Xiaoshu.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and two seconds later, he put down his phone and picked up the documents on the table.

The subordinate stood in front of Fu Xingyu tremblingly.

The man was in a black suit, black shirt, long legs crossed, and he was lazily leaning on the large office chair.

The posture is elegant and calm.

Beautiful and slender fingers flipped through the new proposal.

Until Fu Xingyu turned to the last page, he didn't smash the document in the face of his subordinates.

The subordinate breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Xingyu picked up the pen to sign, and pushed the document across the desk.

"Subordinates retire."

The subordinate sprinted out of the office at a speed of 50 meters with the documents in his arms, and almost bumped into Jiang Xuan who had just arrived.

"Jiang Shao." The subordinate was obviously much calmer towards Jiang Xuan.

Jiang Xuan waved his hand and walked quickly into the office.

"Seventh Brother." Jiang Xuan hurriedly said: "The pharmacist of Jiewang just put out a wound ointment, the target effect is that no matter how serious the trauma is, if you apply the ointment, it will be healed within three days As before, it is said to be an ancient prescription in the "Book of Green Sacs."

If this medicine is really as magical as the pharmacist said.

Then they must win the exclusive supply channel.

Fu Xingyu gently turned the teacup with his fingers: "I'm more interested in the person who gave him the ancient prescription."

Jiang Xuan's eyes lit up: "Brother Seven guessed who it was?"

Fu Xingyu put his arm on the armrest, looked at a piece of tea floating in the teacup, and said nothing.

Jiang Xuan thought for a few seconds, and suddenly his eyes widened: "It can't be that Taoist doctor?"

He was really more and more curious about this one.

I'm even more curious, whether it is true or not.

　Thank you for your support,

　　Sister Wu, who plays three games a day: I am too weak,

　　Crowd: ...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)