【Master, you are very drunk. 】
"Hey, yes, yes..."
【Obviously never drank before. 】
"I don't have that kind of spare money, and I don't have that kind of thought..."
[As Hang Yanling's life so far, are you happy? 】
"Why ask the same question as my dad, hehe. I'm happy, of course I'm happy..."
【Thank you. 】
"Thank me for what? Hiccup, I didn't... help you."
[Thank you for remembering me last. 】
"Nonsense... what! You, you and I depend on each other...you are my last...disciple, hiccup, unlike them, you, you know, I'm very lonely..."
[Hmm, um—so, the next time we meet, it may be a little earlier than you expected. 】
"Hi, early... how early can it be."
[Don't worry, don't worry... have a good sleep. 】
"Oh, no, I can finally see you again, Yu'er, don't run around, stay here... I'm afraid when you leave... I always think of your bones, it's so scary ...don't wander around."
[Time is running out. 】
"Where are you going...don't walk around...are you going somewhere I don't know..."
[Don't worry, our fate has already been woven together by selfish me. 】
"what……"
【I didn't abuse that power, I didn't directly interfere with your life, everything you have achieved so far is the result of your own hard work...including that you can still stay in this world and look at me... ...]
"What are you talking about, what are you talking about? I can't understand - you are not allowed, you are not allowed to say things that are beyond my memory... Otherwise, I will think that you who are here are not my imaginary illusions, I will have... Unnecessary expectations. Not much to say, drink, drink!"
Stone is cold, proving that Yu'er does not exist here.
【You rely on such self-consolation step by step to the present, of course I don't blame you...】
【You finally gave up the idea of abandoning everything, and I can leave with peace of mind. 】
【Goodbye...Master. 】
In the end, Yu'er's phantom disappeared.
The wine jar fell down and spilled all over her body. Hang Yanling lay on the ground drunkenly, grabbed the grass leaves and stones on the ground, pulled them weakly twice, and finally closed her eyes heavily.
The moon is clear, and the gentle wind blows on Hang Yanling's face.
Soft and warm.
Something held Hang Yanling's head hanging towards the stone.
The grass under him grew luxuriantly, with purple leaves blooming, supporting Hang Yanling's body and covering the surface of Hang Yanling's body.
Like a sleeping bed built by heaven and earth, it protects the girl's petite body to fall into sleep.
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"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"
The shrill screams resounded on a verdant and verdant mountain, and a girl covered in grass leaves suddenly sat up and screamed loudly: "Damn it, where is my apprentice, where is my apprentice?" !?"
The girl was about thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a black sarong covered in mud, her lavender eyes looked around in a panic, and her long black hair was covered with grass stalks and leaves.
And her loud screams also made the other little girl who was squatting aside, who was pulling something unknown, tremble in fright.
The little girl quickly turned her head and asked, "What's the matter? The fourth senior sister has an apprentice, and I have a nephew?!"
The girl hugged her head in a daze, and muttered in bewilderment: "Damn! I, how much did I drink? This is—"
Suddenly, the girl who seemed to have realized something froze for a moment, turned her head and looked at the little girl blankly: "Hey, wait... who are you?"
The little girl who was startled just now blinked and pointed at herself: "I am Little Bell, senior sister, please don't make a mistake this time!"
I saw a three-foot-five-long white cloth belt tied crookedly on Little Bell's head, and she was wearing a bright yellow robe made of cheap material, with a whisk on her shoulder, and a There are three bells pinned to it, and on the back is a mahogany sword that can be seen from its size to be specially made for children to play with.
How should I put it, why does the whole body feel so much more grand than usual?
What about the three-piece suit of filial piety flags and linen clothes that you are most used to?
Why are you dressed like a little Taoist priest... I didn't even recognize you at first glance.
Hang Yanling, who was still struggling with alcohol, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, turned her head to look at the little bell beside her, and looked at the girl in front of her: "You... What are you doing?"
Upon hearing the question from the Fourth Senior Sister, Little Bell's eyes lit up. She put the whisk on her shoulders in her hand, and said excitedly: "Everyone said that the Fourth Senior Sister ran away, so I will help you." Everyone looked for you, and then I saw you, sister of the Fourth Master, lying on the ground covered with grass. I reckoned that you must be a dead ball this time no matter what, so hurry up and make use of what you have learned. Senior sister, look quickly, the altar of transcendence I built for you is already this high!"
The little bell turned sideways, revealing a small platform built from branches picked up in the forest behind him, about one square meter in size, which was very different from the one used by real Taoist priests to save the dead, but it seemed so little point.
Hang Yanling struggled to get up, covering her head.
"Hiss, uh... it hurts, what time is it now?"
"It's almost evening? It's a good time to do things!"
"Ah, evening, hiss... wait, it's evening?! Damn!"
Hang Yanling jumped up suddenly, covering his head and looking around.
"Damn it, where is this place?"
"The back mountain of our college, Senior Sister, you happen to be sleeping on the edge of the cliff. If you turn over again at night, I can go down and dig a hole for Senior Sister!"
"Hiss... how did I get here... it hurts."
"Is it hard? Let me help you go back, okay?"
"Ah... yes."
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"Sorry."
It was already night when I returned to the dormitory, and Hang Yanling didn't know how many times he had apologized.
However, this seems to be useless, the koala hanging on his body—ah, to be precise, it should be called Comrade Xiao Xiaoling, still biting Hang Yanling's shoulder tightly, and hanging on Hang Yanling's body with all four limbs to kill Hang Yanling Can't move.
Sitting opposite the double bed was Yan Qiuyu with a delicate expression.
"Junior Sister, the smell of alcohol in your body... is it really because you drank it yourself?"
"That's right... I wanted to celebrate that I had completely mastered wood spirit energy, but I accidentally drank too much."
Hang Yanling smiled a little embarrassedly.
Yan Qiuyu looked at Hang Yanling with a complicated expression, and sighed: "Then you... go to bed early. Everyone is looking for you crazy today..."
"It's my fault for not saying it in advance, and I will apologize to everyone."
"It's okay. Later, when everyone found out that you bought wine, they all had guesses. You should have a good sleep today."
"Well, that's the reason, but why are you climbing into my bed?"
"You and Xiao Xiaoling are so thin, the two of you can't sleep in the same bed, besides, isn't the front of you empty? I'm hungover and want to vomit at night, so I can support you."
"Thank you for your kindness, Senior Sister. I think it's better to be exempted, and you, Xiaoling, too...don't bite my face, it's hard to explain tomorrow!"
After making a fuss for a while, finally, Hang Yanling fell asleep again.
One day passed in such a daze, and when she woke up the next day, Hang Yanling only felt that there were two heavy things on her body.
The senior sister's arm was pressed against his chest, while Xiao Xiaoling's hand was strangled around his neck.
Very rare, this time both of them got up very late.
"Hey, it's probably because I'm tired."
With a sigh, Hang Yanling broke free from the hands of the two. Surprisingly, the movement was so big that the two of them were not woken up. In desperation, Hang Yanling had no choice but to cover the two with a quilt, and opened the door to get some breakfast for the two of them. Besides.
"..."
"hiss……"
Hang Yanling who pushed open the door of the dormitory stood at the door, stunned for a while.
At the door of her dormitory, there are several fruit plates.
It's that kind of...very paradoxical... fruit plate placed in the shape of "pin" and placed in a round sandalwood plate.
It is said to be a fruit plate, but the exact name of this thing is...
"Who the hell put so many tributes at the door of my dormitory early in the morning!? Die!??!"
Ever since he was reborn as Hang Yanling, he has seen a lot of outrageous things, big and small, but this is the first time he has dared to place tributes at the door of his residence early in the morning.
What campus bullying?
Isn't my popularity very good? ?
Hang Yanling stepped over the tributes carefully, squatted down and inspected them.
Fruits, pastries, steamed buns...
They are all fresh, and they are very clean. The fruits have also been washed carefully, with uniform size, and no signs of insect bites can be seen on them.
If this is campus bullying, then the perpetrators are too pious.
And who put a steaming roast chicken on the side? !
"Who! Hello!"
"that……"
When Hang Yanling was pinching his waist to find out the mastermind behind this boring bullying, suddenly a short, white and fluffy man appeared beside him.
A pair of exquisite and expensive, spotless animal skins is draped over the shoulders.But he was wearing dirty rags. This outfit was full of disharmony, and he couldn't find another person in Linlang Academy, which was full of strange people.
"Bai Yuhuan?"
"Hey, Mr. Xiang, it's me."
Bai Yuhuan rubbed her hands, she rubbed her nose embarrassedly: "Well, do you still eat these things?"
"I don't eat it, who would eat the tribute that others put at their door!"
"Then if you don't eat it, can you give it to me? Ah, it would be a waste if you don't eat this strange good thing."
"Uh……"
Hang Yanling took a look at Bai Yuhuan, although there is a cafeteria for students in Linlang Academy, but Bai Yuhuan's appetite is very full with the free set meals in the school, I heard that she often goes to the back kitchen to find a good relationship The teacher begs for the unfinished meal.Those young class friends who have a good relationship with her will often take her to open a small stove.
After all, no one would have the heart to see this girl who was carefree on weekdays but who looked pitiful when she saw food.
"Okay, okay, if you don't talk, I'll take it as your acquiescence. After all, it's better for Mr. Xiang to talk."
Bai Yu smiled and squatted on the ground, took a piece of noodles with one hand, and grabbed the pastry with the other hand, just like that, he started to eat the pasta.
Hang Yanling herself was also a down and out person. Seeing that Bai Yuhuan at this time could not help but bring back all kinds of memories from her previous life, she sighed and pointed to the threshold.
"You should sit and eat anyway, don't squat down."
"I used to beg for food before, hehe, thank you."
Bai Yuhuan sat down politely, and Hang Yanling sat next to Bai Yuhuan.
Because I slept until the evening yesterday, and then went back to the dormitory to sleep for another night. I woke up too early today, the sky was still navy blue, and the rising sun had not yet fully peeked out from the horizon.
Taking a breath of the refreshing morning air, Hang Yanling held her chin and tilted her head to look at the little beggar Bai Yuhuan who was eating hard.
In fact, Hang Yanling has never been very clear about this girl who can be considered to have crossed paths with her in the past.
Judging from the present, Bai Yuhuan is almost the same age as Hang Yanling, and she was also an old thing who lived 300 years in her previous life, but she has been unknown in the world.
Everyone only knows that she is a beggar. Her penis is very hard and powerful. She punches hard when she fights. She has a natural hatred for rich people. kill.
This guy's reputation for smashing and looting alone is so serious that he is listed as one of Zhou Qingying's two major pursuit targets, but his life has been very hard...
According to the money she robbed, it was enough to start a school like herself and recruit many disciples.Even organizing a gang of thugs to vandalize and loot would be more useful than her being alone at someone's door asking for money for funerals...
Most of the money I saved in my previous life was spent on medical treatment, but what did she do with that money?
Randomly thinking about these things that only he has time to think about when he is free, but compared to the past life, Hang Yanling still has a question that he can ask the current Bai Yuhuan: "Hey, Bai Yuhuan."
"Ok?"
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