Yokai University

After leaving the classroom, go northward for a section of stone road, bypassing a stone screen, and you can see large expanses of bare soil.

It is white and yellow, and it looks like sand at a glance.The adjacent mountains seem to open their arms, forming an inward trend, embracing this piece of soil.

Seeing such a scene, Zhong Ling couldn't help letting out a long sigh of relief——Lingze Comprehensive University's landscape is really hard to find rivals among universities.

but!

Isn't this arable land too big? !

He held the iron-toothed rake with a wooden handle, and felt that the mountain wind blowing at this moment seemed particularly bleak.

Zhong Ling bent down and grabbed a handful of soil.With the temperature of the sun, the soil stretched in his hands, unexpectedly soft.

It was also under the sun, but Wei Yan's attention was not on the soil at all.

What he saw was Zhong Ling's palm, the clean and smooth fingertips, and a thin layer of calluses on the inside of the middle finger due to years of writing.The lines on his hands were so pale that they seemed to melt away.

These hands are gentle and gentle when pulled, how can they do such rough work? !

Wei Yan now wants to take out and listen to Yu, and teach him what it means to be blind.

But considering that going to school is going to school, and listening to what Yu said, he is also called a counselor, so let's forget it now.Take the time to clean him up later.

Zhong Ling looked up at the sun, put one hand on his forehead, turned to Wei Yan and said, "It's too hot here, go back to the dormitory to rest first."

Wei Yan was thinking in his heart, how could he help Zhong Ling till the land quietly?He said back: "It's okay, I'll help you."

Zhong Ling shook the rake in his hand: "There is only one."

He looked around and saw that not far from the stone screen, there were two big trees, and it was quite shady below.Zhong Ling walked under the tree and waved to Wei Yan: "It's cool here, come and sit here."

As soon as Wei Yan sat down, all kinds of eyes gathered around the land.

"Wow! Is that the demon lord Cangjun? He looks so handsome!"

"Why did Mr. Cang come to us suddenly?"

"Look at the man next to him, he seems to be here to plow the land..."

"Cang Jun can also plow the land?!"

The rustling sound resounded everywhere, like the grass being brushed by the breeze and the leaves making a rustling sound.

Wei Yan felt the tree behind him tremble slightly, and the leaves rustled.After a while, a piece of gold ingot fell from above and landed firmly at his feet.

Seeing that Wei Yan didn't respond, another golden leaf fell from it.

Then there were gold bracelets, large silver dollars, Hetian jade, etc., all kinds of valuable things were scattered all over the place.

Wei Yan looked up at the tree, there was a black shadow hidden among the leaves, only a pair of eyes were exposed, with pleading eyes.Because the body was shaking all the time, the leaves were still moving without wind.

Wei Yan took another look at Zhong Ling who had already run to a distance. He raised the rake high, slammed it hard on the ground, and pulled it to one side by the wooden handle.

Wei Yan smiled lightly, this person has never been a material for dirty work.

A long time ago, I rolled up my sleeves and tied my hair, and vowed to cultivate a piece of land to grow vegetables by myself.In the end?

Forced himself to change back into a monster, and tied a plow to the dragon to plow the ground.He is only responsible for following behind and sowing seeds.

After a while, those things sprouted.A few days ago, he was squatting on the edge of the ground with great interest, talking and telling stories to the green vegetable seedlings that had no spiritual consciousness. After two days, he didn't even bother to water them.

In the end, I still ran to water every day, sheltered from wind and rain, and sheltered from rain.

He is always like this, but what about himself?It wasn't until the day he disappeared that I realized that the time for only one person was so long.

Wei Yan came back to his senses, he looked at the "thing" on the tree, and said in a low voice: "I don't want the thing, in exchange, you help him."

The "thing" didn't know whether it agreed or not, and the branch shook twice.

Wei Yan warned again: "You know the rules of the school, don't reveal that you are a monster in front of him."

The branch swayed twice more.

Wei Yan stood up, walked to Zhong Ling's side, and looked at the beads of sweat on his forehead, sliding over his browbones and flowing down.Then she reached out and wiped off the drop of sweat for him, and said, "I'll go back first, and wait for you in the dormitory."

"En." Zhong Ling replied, "Go back quickly, it's hot and sunny here. Don't wait for me to eat together, I guess it will be very late."

The corner of Wei Yan's mouth curled up: "You sweat so much, remember to drink water."

Zhong Ling smiled and said, "Okay."

The monsters born with the soil are timid, and Wei Yan is here, no one dares to come out to help.Except for the onlookers at the beginning, they all hid in their caves and said silently: "Mr. Cang is full today."

What kind of impression did Wei Yan leave on them?Or, what kind of impression did they leave on their ancestor monsters?It's not a glutton, it eats everything.

Wei Yan also considered this point, so he proposed to go back to the dormitory first.

Not long after Wei Yan left, Zhong Ling was already dizzy. At noon in September, when doing farm work under the sun, whoever comes is dizzy.

Zhong Ling raised the rake, waved it, and heard the sound of a bell behind him.Gently, from far to near.He looked back and saw a small old farmer walking towards him leading a cow.

The old farmer wore a wide-brimmed hat made of dead leaves, his skin was wrinkled, and his eyes were very big. They didn't have the drowsiness of people of this age, but glowed brightly.He walked with a limp, and the cow behind him didn't know if he was losing his temper. He tilted his head and looked to one side, and walked forward at a leisurely pace.

The old farmer came over and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhong Ling thought, how could there be no one to manage such a large cultivated land, presumably this old farmer was in charge here.

He hurriedly said: "Today the counselor asked me to plow the field. I just made a small piece, please help me to see, am I doing it right?"

The old farmer glanced at the soil that Zhong Ling had raked, and before he could speak, the cow behind him let out a "poof", like a sneer.

The old farmer patted the cow's head and said, "Have you... ever done farm work?"

Zhong Ling shook his head: "How about...can you teach me?"

The old farmer asked: "Is your counselor just listening to Yu?"

Zhong Ling: "Yes."

The cow made another "cut" sound behind the old farmer, this time in disdain.

Zhong Ling looked in the direction of the cow curiously. The cow kept turning its neck and turned its face to one side.

The old farmer blocked the cow's head: "Have you brought the seeds?"

Zhong Ling: "I brought it."

Just now, I heard that Yu gave me a big bag, and I couldn't drag it myself, so Wei Yan helped me to carry it.

The old farmer asked again: "Have you brought any presents?"

Zhong Ling: "A gift?"

The old farmer sighed, and said to himself: "Young humans nowadays are becoming less and less ignorant of the rules. In the past, they would always be carried with me."

Zhong Ling blinked. Is this a greeting ceremony?But I didn't seem to bring anything except my notebook and pen.

He brought his backpack over, rummaged through it for a long time, finally took out the remaining two pieces of wife cakes, and handed them to the old farmer: "I didn't bring anything, just two pieces of snacks." Excuse me.

The old farmer took it over and took a look: "Eat?"

Zhong Ling nodded.

The old farmer held up the small package, and the transparent plastic package was printed with golden words, reflecting the sunlight.

The old farmer pursed his lips, and Zhong Ling suddenly noticed that his canine teeth were extraordinarily long, biting on his lower lip, which looked a little scary.

Zhong Ling thought for a while, then took out another lollipop from his backpack.This was given to him by Wei Yan before. It is shaped like a planet, and there is something like golden sand inside, shining brightly.

Obviously, the old farmer was more interested in this, and his eyes lit up after seeing it.

The old farmer grabbed the lollipop: "That's all, and these two cakes. I'll help you plow the field, you can go and rest on the side. The seeds are left."

Zhong Ling grabbed the old farmer's hand: "Thank you! You are such a good person! I will bring you something else to eat tomorrow!"

The old farmer who was issued a good person card inexplicably nodded in satisfaction when he heard that there were other things: "Young man, you know the rules very well. I like you."

Zhong Ling also wanted to express his gratitude to the cow, but this cow was very arrogant, no matter which direction Zhong Ling walked, he would turn his head away, and would not let Zhong Ling look at his face.

Zhong Ling had no choice but to touch the corner and give up.After doing three steps in parallel, I ran under the tree, wiped off the sweat on my forehead, and let out a long sigh of relief.

He was so tired that he leaned against the tree trunk and fell asleep in a daze as soon as he was exposed to the sun.

The old farmer looked back at him, his left leg gradually disappeared, leaving only one right leg supporting the ground.The color of the skin gradually darkened, the eye sockets faded, and the canine teeth grew longer.

Looking at the shape, it looks like a mandrill.

The mandrill admired the things in his hand, hummed a little tune, and put them into his pocket.

And the cow next to him finally stopped being arrogant and turned around - it had the face of a standard youth!

The cow moved its mouth: "It's really unlucky for me. I just came back today, and you called me to plow the field! I! I am a dignified one, and I live by my mouth. How can I be a real cow?!"

The mandrill fox pretended to be a tiger and said: "If you have any opinions, talk to Mr. Cang!"

Niu shook his head: "Mr. Cang doesn't dare to provoke you, so I'll go find and listen to Yu. This man obviously doesn't do his own work, so he's looking for students to make up for it! Our shift schedule, he shouldn't be here to plow the land this time ?!"

Mandrill agreed with him: "It's time to deal with him. Let's listen to Yu recently. What kind of Internet celebrity has he become? He always looks like he needs to be beaten up. He's so frivolous. It's embarrassing for us monsters." One day I will pull off his two whiskers and see how ugly he is when he turns back into a weasel!"

As soon as Tang Xiao finished his class, he stepped into the yard with his front foot and smelled Lord Cang's breath with his back foot. He wanted to sneak into the dormitory without saying a word, but Wei Yan grabbed him by the collar and grabbed him back.

Tang Xiao clamped his tail with all his strength, and pulled a very sincere smile on his face: "Mr. Cang, do you have something to do?"

It's not that I don't live up to expectations, it's just the physiological reaction of all the foxes!Children of the fox family would cry "Wow" when they heard the word Cang Jun.

Wei Yan threw his mobile phone over: "Give me a Weibo."

Although he didn't care about and listened to Yu's 20 points, it was obvious that Zhong Ling had a Weibo account.

Tang Xiao: "..." So Mr. Cang is a cell phone idiot?

Wei Yan glanced at him, Tang Xiao immediately lowered his head, pressed the screen a few times and asked: "Cang Jun, your password?"

Wei Yan: "The pinyin of 'I will eat you this time' is added with the number 123."

Tang Xiao shuddered all over, but he was also curious in his heart, who is this "you"?Cang Jun can't forget it so much, and set it as a password like shouting a slogan!

Tang Xiao asked again: "Mr. Cang, do you have an account?"

Wei Yan glanced at him, Tang Xiao immediately lowered his head and registered silently.In the middle, he raised his hand and took a photo of Wei Yan as his profile picture.

After everything was done, Tang Xiao respectfully returned the phone to Wei Yan: "Report Cang Jun, the account number is your phone number, and the password is the same as before."

Wei Yan took the phone, studied the interface, and asked, "Do you have Zhong Ling's Weibo?"

Tang Xiao shook his head: "No."

Wei Yan was a little disappointed that there wasn't one?Then how can I pay attention to him without anyone noticing?But also nodded at the same time - no?very good.

Wei Yan clicked on "Let's listen to Yu" silently, searched around his fans, and saw an id called "The End of the Clock", he clicked in and looked, the fans are basically zombie accounts , I didn’t pay attention to anyone, I just wrote some bits and pieces of daily life.

In fact, Wei Yan's original psychological expectation was to see an id called "Zhong Ling Yuxiu", but he didn't expect Zhong Ling to be... so mournful?

Tang Xiao peeked furtively from the side, seeing the smile on Wei Yan's face after paying attention to the account of "The Clock Has Ended", he couldn't help swallowing—he seemed to have found something wrong things.

Wei Yan stood up: "Thank you."

Tang Xiao almost knelt down, and was thanked by the Demon Lord, is he going to lose his life?

Tang Xiao suddenly remembered that he seemed to have never conveyed the little ghost's words to Yaojun.

He took a deep breath and said: "Yaojun, that little ghost said that he heard the word 'heavenly tomb' in the water, but he didn't know which two words it was."

The smile on Wei Yan's face dissipated, and his eyebrows were slightly raised: "Heavenly Tomb?"