[Wen Ye＋Douluo] Human Design Delusion

Yuan Yi cleared his throat, glanced at Tang San's expression, and leaned sideways against the window: "What's the matter?"

Tang San thought for a moment and said, "I... didn't bother you, right?"

The changes in the white owl are very subtle. To put it more carefully, the mouth is a little red and the eyes are watery, especially like the state after being kissed.

The possibility that Tang San was leaning toward was that White Owl was making out with someone just now.

Finally, I couldn't help it, and my eyes slid twice on the other person's lower lip with an unusually light red sheen. I glanced at the wide open window, for fear that I would be the culprit interrupting the young couple's tryst.

"Of course...no?" Yuan Yi found this question very puzzling.

Tang San relaxed slightly.

Perhaps it was because the windows were opened for ventilation, but the slightly rippling "aura" in Yuan Yi's body slowly dissipated, and with the cold wind blowing, Tang San instantly felt much more at ease.

"Xiao Wu was here just now, so it's not convenient to ask about the Tang Sect in detail..."

"..."

The conversation was muffled, muffled by the door.

The two of them stayed in the room chatting until the moon was dim, and they didn't break up and go to sleep until late at night.

"what--"

Xiao Wu stretched her body and went out to look for food sleepily. She met a white owl who was yawning at the corner. She looked at the shadow under his eyes and said, "Did you become a thief last night?"

The white owl waved his hand and yawned again as he spoke: "No."

"You and Xiaosan didn't know what you were doing up late at night, and you still pretended that I didn't know." Xiao Wu muttered.

The friend she had played with since childhood suddenly had another close friend, and that person was not yet familiar to her. Xiao Wu couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, but she didn't want to appear too stingy.

The little girl groaned.

There is a feeling of anger that a friend has been taken away, and I don't understand the specific feelings.

The white owl hit the nail on the head: "Did you eat by mistake?"

Xiao Wu: "No!"

The former gave a perfunctory hum and paced towards the door of the hotel.

After Tang San/returned the room card, he saw Xiao Wu standing there, shrugging her shoulders and looking unhappy, and immediately became concerned: "What's wrong with Xiao Wu?"

"……Nothing at all!"

Xiao Wu froze, avoiding Tang San's worried gaze, and walked out menacingly. If you ignored the red ears under her hair, it was still a bit convincing.

Tang San didn't know why and followed him.

When the sky was just right, the three of them left the Rose Hotel and walked towards the south gate of Soto City.

As the imperial granary, there are endless grain fields outside Soto City. The golden seeds have absorbed the moisture of the sun and rain, and have grown strong and tall, hanging heavily on the branches.The hot sunlight shines on it, reflecting dazzling light.

Walking from the hotel to the south gate, a thin layer of sweat broke out on White Owl's forehead. He raised a hand and put it in front of his eyes, squinting at the layers of golden waves.

Tang San followed Xiao Wu, who was being questioned by the guard, and soon left the city gate.

Wherever the naked eye could see, not to mention the Soul Master Academy, there were no taller buildings. Even Tang San, who had extraordinary eyesight due to his practice of the Xuantian Kung Fu, didn't see any shadow of the Soul Master Academy at the end.

The scorching sun makes people's heads dizzy.

Xiao Wu whispered, "Brother, are you sure the direction is correct?"

Tang San shook his head.

Because he was not sure, the master did not give him a specific address. He only told him the south gate of Soto City and he would see the Shrek Academy if he walked south.

Xiao Wu coquettishly said: "It seems so far away, brother, please carry me..."

"Hey."

A carriage drove over, making a soft sound of wheels grinding on the ground. Someone inside opened the curtain and revealed a handsome and beautiful face. It was a white owl.

He patted the carriage.

"Can't get up?"

Tang San hesitated: "..."

White Owl: "There are fruit desserts and ice cubes."

"Okay! Brother, let's get up there!" Xiao Wu instantly switched sides and pulled Tang San's arm into the car.

A minute later, Tang San was sitting in the spacious carriage, enjoying the cool air to relieve the heat, the sweet and crisp fruits to quench his thirst, and the childhood sweethearts around him feeding him from time to time.

...It’s really cool.

Tang San swallowed the last bite of the melon and decided to make more money and enjoy life if he had the opportunity in the future.

White Owl picked up a piece of transparent ice and stuffed it into his mouth. He gasped because of the ice and said vaguely: "Eat more, things cost money, don't waste it."

Xiao Wu: "I understand, I understand!"

She paused, "Where did you find this car?"

White Owl shook his head: "I'm not looking for it, I'm renting it." He pointed at the driver driving the car in front, and he hissed from the cold, "They specialize in this kind of business."

Tang San: "How much?"

"It's not very expensive, twenty gold soul coins."

"..." Xiao Wu was shocked and blurted out: "You have been away from home for so long and no one has come to see you. Is it because you are too good at spending money?"

Tang San covered her mouth.

"Sorry, Xiao Wu..."

White Owl smiled: "It's okay, what she said is right."

The three of them chatted for a while, and the atmosphere was harmonious, until the driver in front slowed down the car, and a rough voice came in accompanied by a knock on the door, "We're here."

Xiao Wu let out a small burp.

It seemed like a long walk.

Tang San opened the curtain and took a look, only to see a small village not far away. More than a dozen people gathered at the entrance of the village, seeming to be making a lot of noise.

There is a thick and short fence surrounding the village, which looks rough and random.

After getting off the carriage, White Owl suddenly said: "Is this the registration point?"

Tang San followed his line of sight and saw that most of those people were a family of three. Most of the children were similar to them in age. There was a [-]% chance that they were here to sign up.

There is a table and chairs at the entrance of the village, and an old man in his 60s is sitting there.A somewhat tattered-looking plaque hangs on the wooden arch at the entrance of the village, with five simple words engraved on it - Shrek Academy.

At a glance, the overall environment can only be described in two words: shabby.

The table in front of the old man was also weather-beaten. The table legs even showed signs of being bitten by insects and ants. They swayed unsteadily when he moved. There was a box nailed up with extremely fast wooden boards on the table. He looked over at it. Half a big round mouth.And behind him was a patch of bumpy dirt. Not to mention the Soul Master Academy, there weren't even any decent buildings.

Xiao Wu and Tang San looked at each other and understood the thoughts in each other's eyes.

This is too broken!

"Master, you won't lie. Why does this academy look so... simple?" Xiao Wu looked at the plaque and then at the old man, trying his best to put away his astonishment.

Shabby is a euphemism.

Rags might be a better fit.

"Master won't harm me, let's go and ask first." Tang San smiled bitterly, the master rarely made mistakes in his decisions, and he was already here, so he might as well just give it a try.

They couldn't help but think the same way as the several families in line in front of them. Young and old alike could not hide the disappointment and disgust between their brows, as if they were patiently waiting in line.

Tang San originally thought that the white owl would not be able to get used to this kind of environment, but when he turned around, he found that he was already chatting naturally and familiarly with the family in front of him.

"If it weren't for the recommendation from Wuhun Palace, I wouldn't have come to this academy to sign up." The young man complained.

Bai Owl snorted and smiled: "What Wuhun Palace recommends should be guaranteed."

The boy's mother sighed, with some dissatisfaction in her words: "Recommendation does not mean it is reliable, it may also be because you have received money..."

"Maybe it's really good?"

The husband beside him frowned, "I hope so. The intermediate soul master academy in Soto City is also pretty good."

Perhaps it was because there was too much time wasted on the road and there were very few people. Tang San and others were in fourth place, very close to the front registration point, but the parents did not shy away from the old man in their conversation, and were even a bit indifferent and provocative. The others were silent, but there was obvious disappointment in their eyes.

Everyone seems to be staying here because of Wuhun Palace's recommendation.

After the white owl got the answer he wanted, he stopped entangled with the family, and his eyes stayed on the front, that is, the old man, as if he was thinking about something.

The old man was half leaning on the back of his chair, looking lazy, pointing at the wooden box on the table.

"The registration fee is ten gold soul coins."

The young man at the front signed up alone. He raised his chin slightly and put ten gold soul coins into the wooden box with a hint of pride in his expression. The old man listened with his ears tilted, shook his beard and relaxed his brows.

"Put your hand out and let me see."

The young man stretched out his hand in front of him as instructed, and the latter squeezed his hand twice and sighed: "Your age does not meet the requirements, you can leave."

The young man was stunned. The gaze behind him seemed to make his back gleam with red eyes. "...You, you haven't seen my soul ring yet?!"

He does have the capital to be proud of.

A 13-year-old with a hundred-year yellow ring would be an undoubted genius in any soul master academy.

But such a genius was rejected from such a dilapidated and unreputable college.

When the old man saw him coming alone, he didn't want to speak too harshly. He just waved his hand and said a little impatiently: "Don't affect the people behind you, next one."

The boy's face turned red and white: "Liar, give me back the registration fee!"

“The registration fee is non-refundable.”

Seeing that the old man didn't take him seriously at all, the young man was so popular that he instantly got into his head.

The soul power surged to summon the martial spirit. Before the orange soul ring completely lit up, it was blown away by a tiger claw that appeared out of thin air. The boy's throat was choked by the returning soul power, and his face instantly turned pale.

The soul ring is the level assessment between soul masters. The gap between the third ring and the first ring is as big as the sky. The young man was almost unable to breathe under the pressure of the high-level soul master.

At this time, everyone discovered the young soul master standing in the corner, keeping his presence low.

Two yellow and one purple.

The young soul master with different eyes stood coldly with his arms folded, and the shadow of a huge white tiger appeared behind him.

The power is breathtaking.

Tang San was startled, it was Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai obviously recognized him, and after taking back his soul power, he winked at them to show friendship.

The old man glanced at him and said loudly: "In order not to waste time, I will tell you the rules of the academy again."

"Shrek Academy has admission requirements. First, it only accepts children under the age of 13. Second, if the soul master is over level 21, you can sign up if you meet one of the two conditions."

“The registration fee is deposited in the box and is non-refundable.”

After the old man finished speaking, he lay back down. The young man clutched his chest and gritted his teeth when he saw that he was not getting any favors. The remaining parents whispered to their children, and the old man let them discuss it.

After a while, all the people in front of Tang San and others had already run away, presumably because they didn't want to waste the registration fee, which was a gold soul coin.

The old man squinted his eyes and watched those people leaving, then sighed and exhaled.

There were several wrinkles on his worried face.

While reaching out and shaking the wooden box used to hold the registration fee, he muttered: "...I haven't cheated enough, no, I haven't confiscated enough tuition fees, I'm so poor..."

The white owl chuckled.

"Huh?" The old man raised his head, "What are you laughing at, baby?"

White Owl thought for a while and answered the question: "This college is very interesting."

"Hahaha, you are mature at such a young age!" The old man was not angry, but said pleasantly: "Did you hear the two requests I just made?"

The white owl nodded.

"Then do you think my request is making things difficult for others?"

White Owl: "It doesn't count."

The old man raised his chin: "What do the other two kids think?"

Tang San did not doubt the authenticity of this academy. Dai Mubai was a ready example. Judging from the monster's age and strength, Shrek could indeed be called the best academy!

Xiao Wu was able to meet both requirements and didn't feel any embarrassment.

The reaction of the three people made the old man somewhat satisfied.

The old man touched his beard and guessed that no one would come to sign up after these children, so he couldn't help but talk more.

"The college does not want to make things difficult for students when it puts forward the requirements, but wants to screen students with higher standards. Our college is called Shrek, a monster that is quite rare among soul beasts."

"So all along, Shrek has never wanted to recruit talented soul masters."

"—but a monster."