not a monster

Chapter 82 Master and Disciple
There were footsteps in the botanical garden, and the girl who was still painting looked up and saw a boy walking towards her.

She was pretty sure she didn't know each other.

"Is something wrong?" she asked.

"Classmate, is your name Gu Sisi?"

Gu Sisi was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the other party to know his name, but then he immediately agreed: "It's me."

Feng Wuli said with a smile: "I met a person over there just now. He said that you painted beautifully, and let me come over and tell you."

"Someone says I'm good at drawing?"

She frowned, looked at the painting on her drawing board, and asked, "May I ask who?"

"A guy dressed a little strangely, probably some kind of cosplay, actually wearing an ancient costume."

Hearing this, Gu Sisi's pen accidentally fell off, and the ink on it almost splashed on Feng Wuli.

She quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, classmate, where did you meet that person!?"

Feng looked at her side unreasonably and imperceptibly, and the translucent scholar shook his head at him with a smile.

"It was under the tree over there just now, but he just left after asking, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye. It's strange."

"Gone again?" The girl frowned. "Is that so? Did he say anything else?"

"Anything else?"

Feng Wuzhi thought about it for a while, and said with a smile: "He said, you have been recognized by him early in the morning, but he doesn't know how to praise people, so he never told you that. In fact, you have always done a good job."

The scholar laughed aside and said, "Xiaosheng doesn't remember saying such a thing."

"Really? Did he really say that?"

"Well, that's what he told me."

"You have a good idea of ​​how well you painted before."

"Why did you suddenly disappear again?"

"I don't know, it's gone as soon as I look back."

"Xiaosheng has always been there."

"Then, did he say where he went?"

"I didn't say that, but he said that he would see each other by fate."

"Xiaosheng will not say goodbye."

Feng Wuli glanced at her painting at this time, his eyes condensed.

Because the person in the painting is the scholar at this time, wearing Confucian clothes, cloth shoes and white socks, with a box behind him carrying a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and a sunshade cloth extending from the box.

painted as real;
Even if it is an obsession, the scholar has left a trace that belongs to him alone in this world.

Feng Wuli said goodbye to this girl, he was just a messenger.

After walking away, he couldn't help but look back.

The light in the botanical garden was scattered and scattered. Gu Sisi sat under the broken light and shadow, holding his face in one hand and scribbling on the painting with a pen in the other.

The scholar stood beside her and said that she was so bad at drawing herself, that she was really not good at learning.

He raised his hand and stroked the girl's head with a smile.

Gu Sisi felt something and turned to look.

Just nothing behind.

There was nothing behind her.

Only the girl was left holding the pen, looking around suspiciously.

The wind turned and left unreasonably.

Some things are not done for anyone, let alone to get their approval, just like he promised to do a set of comprehensive papers at noon today, but was delayed by this guy who suddenly appeared half a day.

The afternoon class was boring.

Jiang Nao should take a shower when he went back at noon. Sitting next to him, the fragrance of shower gel wafted from time to time.

She was sitting upright and her back was straight. She suddenly thought of something during class and took out two moon cakes from her bag.

When the teacher turned his back, he handed it to Feng Wuli.

It is very small and delicate. It looks very expensive, and there is a layer of water mist on it. It should have just been taken out of the refrigerator.

"I just forgot to give it to you."

"Do you want to eat now?"

"This tastes best when it's frozen in the refrigerator."

"It's not good to be in class."

"Don't you guys like to eat in class?"

"...one by one."

"Is it bad for class?"

Jiang Nao was a little embarrassed, but he didn't refuse. The moon cake was very small, like that kind of delicate pastry, but just as the two of them handed it to their mouths, Sister Shang, who was copying the blackboard, suddenly turned around.

They had to go straight into their mouths.

She lowered her head and looked at each other, their mouths were bulging, she looked at Feng Wuli and remained calm even so, and even raised her head to look at Sister Shang, Jiang Nao smirked.

This guy really can keep his face indifferent no matter what he does.

He gave him a thumbs up from under the table.

was photographed.

She smiled at him.

"I'm all cheered up. The weather is hot, everyone is hot, and the college entrance examination weather is also hot. Are you guys in good spirits? Get your mind up."

In the afternoon, there is also a gym class, but the weather is hot. After preparing for exercise, I basically go to the shade of a tree to enjoy the shade.

Feng Wuli explained the spiritual practice system to Jiang Nao. He taught Jiang Nao how Wang Xilou taught him in the past.

As a relevant person, you still need to have some self-defense on your body.

"Then what is my entanglement?" she asked curiously.

"you have not."

"Why didn't I?"

"You don't have it now. Not everyone is born with spiritual entanglement, and many are acquired through acquired learning."

If it is said that everything is a line of code and has its own function, the code function of most people is actually to maintain all the normal activities of the human body.

And some people's codes are mutated like ghosts and animals, and have a magical effect that can send out wonderful chemical reactions.

This magical code is the spirit wrapping.

And people who don't have that kind of code can also learn it the day after tomorrow and get this code.

According to the setting of the Xiuxian novel, the explanation is, supernatural power, someone has realized the innate supernatural power golden bell, and he is the only one in the world who can master the unique supernatural power, and he records how this supernatural power is used, and others have learned it. , others are just as cool as him.

"The reason why monsters are monsters is that the codes that make up them are all ghosts and animals, so each monster will have their own spiritual entanglement, and human beings, even among practitioners, few people have innate spiritual entanglement, many It’s all about learning art from a teacher, learning from the master’s spiritual entanglement, and then passing it down from generation to generation.”

In fact, what can be passed down is simple, just like your code is ten lines, mine is [-] lines, yours can be passed down, and no one can learn mine.

But simple does not mean weak. There is a saying that one force can defeat ten times. If you strengthen the whiteboard weapon to +[-], you can also beat the Ou Huang who created the account and sent the orange weapon.

"What about you, Master, do you have your own spiritual entanglement?"

"Yes." Feng Wuli said with a smile.

　Brothers, I'm on the recommendation again. In the third round, the sub-level is strong, and the light novel volume has put me on the sub-level. Hehe, and also, tomorrow Monday, the day after Tuesday, I will read it for Tuesday in advance. Don't keep books! !

　　


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