Exchange Student at Xiuzhen Academy

"Where did that little bastard go?"

"It feels like it's here, why is it gone?"

"You can fucking run..."

The sky is red, and dawn is approaching.

The breeze blows the fresh fragrance of grass and trees, and the ears only hear the gurgling of the stream and the chirping of birds, everything is full of vitality.

Ji Lan opened her eyes to this vivid picture, was stunned for two seconds, and glanced around calmly.

He remembered that the environment before he fell asleep was not so friendly, so where is this?How did he get here?

By the way, there seemed to be a few people talking, but they were too far away to hear clearly... As soon as he turned his thoughts here, he heard a weak trill suddenly sounded from his mind, frighteningly flattering: "Senior, senior? "

The accent was unfamiliar, but Ji Lan could understand it strangely.

He withdrew his gaze to the outside world, looked at the strange clothes on his body, and the bloody fingers that obviously did not belong to him, and instantly understood the situation - he was not in his body, but his soul was dragged over, and he seemed to be Share a body with the original owner.

He glanced at the magic circle drawn on the ground, and looked down for a while.

He was standing in the center of the magic circle at the moment, with a bloody jade pendant thrown at his feet.He stared at it twice, picked it up and stepped out of the magic circle, and gave a gentle response: "Huh?"

The original owner tentatively asked: "I don't know what, what is the name of the senior?"

Ji Lan felt as if she knew the language out of nothing: "Leave aside what you call it, and tell me what's going on first."

"Okay!" The original owner hurriedly said, "I'm a student of the Xiuzhen Academy. I'm in my senior year. Oh, we don't give a diploma until six years later. I failed several subjects this time and have to repeat a grade. A half-brother..."

He didn't know if he was too nervous, and he couldn't get to the point for a long time.

Fortunately, Ji Lan didn't wake up completely after sleeping for a long time, so she didn't lose her temper at him, but just listened quietly, trying to sort out her thoughts.

But Ji Lan soon realized that it was unnecessary, because the memory in his mind could be extracted at will, and he listened and stroked, quickly understanding the ins and outs.

The spiritual energy of the world is revived, and the creatures can practice again.

There are four cultivation colleges in Huaguo, and the original owner is a student of one of them.There are five classes in the whole grade according to qualifications, and he is assigned to the fifth class. In the past two years, his grades are all from the bottom.

The school has introduced a new grade repetition system. In order to survive, he has struggled a lot in the past six months.

And his aptitude is not good, so he can only use external force to exert his strength. Unfortunately, he spent money to buy a bunch of magical instruments, all of which are full of pitfalls, and he is still the tail of a crane.

Recently, he accidentally learned of a forbidden technique, which is said to be able to use antiques to summon lonely souls related to it for him to drive.It just so happened that the seller had an unsummoned antique in his hand, but it only had a certain success rate.He was afraid of being cheated, so he bargained with the seller, using half of the money as a deposit, and paid the full amount only if he got it, and let it go if he didn't get it.

He was unlucky, he didn't succeed, and was about to accept repeating a grade with all his heart, when he heard that a big secret realm had been opened, so he made a last-ditch effort, paid the black market team to seek protection, and followed them to sneak in to find some opportunities.

I don't know if it was good luck or bad luck, he got a magic weapon not long after he came in, he was targeted all of a sudden, and then fled here in embarrassment, thinking of the forbidden technique when he was desperate, he tried again with the magic weapon as a medium back.

This time, he got Ji Lan's soul out.

"...Senior must be very powerful," the original owner said too much, and relieved a little tension, "Now I don't have to worry about being hunted down, they are inhumane..."

Ji Lan finished reading the magic circle in his babble, and suddenly said, "Ji's family?"

The original owner stopped, and then complimented: "Yes, my surname is Ji, and my name is Ji Lan. Senior is amazing!"

Ji Lan raised her eyebrows and tried to ask in her mind: "Which Lan?"

Sure enough, the original owner could hear it, and replied: "The magnificent Lan, my grandfather took it for me."

He flattered and asked, "Senior, this secret realm is very dangerous, shall I take you out? Let's have a big meal and chat while eating..."

After Ji Lan asked that question, he found his name in his memory, secretly thinking that it was a coincidence that he had the same name and surname as himself.

However, this thought only lasted for a moment, and he saw a large family in his mind, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh: "The Ji family...isn't it dead?"

The regret in this tone was too sincere, and the original owner shut up abruptly.

Ji Lan murmured regretfully: "You can't even kill your mouth, waste."

"...Senior, Senior," the original owner didn't know who he was complaining about, and he didn't have the courage to ask, but rescued him, "There are many surnames and surnames in this country. Maybe the family you know has already disappeared."

Ji Lan took a pinch, cleaned the blood from her hands and jade pendant, then took out the phone from her pocket according to her memory, unlocked it according to the steps in her mind, took a photo of the magic circle, and looked down—although He already understood the function of this thing, but seeing the finished product with his own eyes, he still felt miraculous.

So happy, he pointed at the magic circle and changed it to communicate in his mind: "The circle inside is like a magic spell. In the past, the juniors of the cultivation family often used this when they were in danger outside. Using tokens as a medium, they invited the elders who are connected by blood to possess them." help."

The topic suddenly changed from "destroying the door" to "teaching", and the original owner was directly confused: "What do you mean?"

Ji Lan waved the jade pendant-shaped artifact: "This used to be mine."

The original owner was even more confused: "Huh?"

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he recalled them.

He summoned people by relying on the jade pendant. Applying the logic of that teaching, he was shocked: "So you are, are my ancestors?"

Ji Lan corrected: "I have a blood relationship with your ancestors."

He put the jade pendant in his pocket, and regretted again, "Back then, when I was negligent, I let those trash leave your ancestors alive."

The original owner: "..."

Got it, this time he got it.

The meaning of the whole conversation is that this boss did not recognize the wrong family at all, but what is a pity is that his family did not die.

"Then what... this, this is born from the same root, why are you in such a hurry? Besides, the grievances between you and my ancestors have nothing to do with us younger generations!" He was afraid that the boss would go back and slaughter him if he was unhappy. Manmen, persuading him in fear, "You see, he is dead long ago, and you have been dead for many years, why, why bother?"

Ji Lan was extracting his memory to study his mobile phone, when he heard this, he smiled: "Please curse, you are inviting living people."

The original owner got stuck: "...huh?"

Ji Lan looked at this face through the screen of his mobile phone. He was about [-] years old, with a handsome appearance, probably because he hadn't slept well recently, and his eyes were dark now, not the slightest resemblance to his previous face.

He moved the screen away and reasoned softly: "I slept soundly at first, in your words... I just waited to sleep until I woke up naturally, but I was dragged over by your magic spell, and now I have to bother to find it." my body."

The original owner: "...Fuck!"

The teacher said in class that it takes 3000 years from exhaustion to recovery of spiritual energy.

Countless monks were boiled to death during this period, and those who survived were rare.Either there is some chance, or it is a powerful party.

Their Ji family unexpectedly produced such a number one character!

He was so excited that his soul was trembling, and he showed unprecedented respect: "Old Ancestor, my pot, I will help you find it!"

The ancestor ignored him, took a few more photos at the circle, and picked up the mountaineering bag he had put aside.

The original owner hurriedly said: "Old Ancestor, shall I take you out?"

Ji Lan smiled lightly.

The laughter was neither hilarious nor sarcasm, but there was some kind of deep meaning in it.

The original owner's intuition flashed a bad premonition, and without waiting to ask, the ancestor continued to ask in his gentle tone: "Since I said to eat, I actually want me to return my body to you, right?"

His heart trembled, and he confessed: "No, no, how dare I..."

"The outer circle of the magic spell is a magic circle for seizing homes." Ji Lan turned a deaf ear and revealed the truth with a smile. "It's not that I don't give it to you, it's that you want to go back."

The original owner gasped: "--what?"

Ji Lan asked, "Can't you feel your body?"

The original owner was about to cry: "Yes."

Ji Lan carried the bag with one hand and destroyed the magic circle with the other: "It stands to reason that you should have been out of your wits the moment I came here. You are not good at learning, and you used the magic circle in a muddle.

With the attitude of an elder, he comforted thoughtfully, "Don't be afraid, maybe you can hold on for a while."

The original owner: "..."

Ji Lan threw a bomb, ignored the kid's feelings, turned and walked out.

They are now on the hillside of a mountain, with a creek winding down from the top of the mountain, and the vegetation on both sides is lush. The original owner had found a gap covered by trees before and barely hid.

The space here is small, and there are no roads to the left and right. If you want to go out, you have to go through the grass or water.

Ji Lan didn't want to go back like a kid, so she stepped onto the creek, walked around the dense weeds as if walking on flat ground, picked a place with a wide view, and walked ashore leisurely.

The original owner has been trying to feel his body during this period, and found that it was useless, and suddenly collapsed, crying and cursing, and insulting words came out of his mouth, from the wicked seller to the idiot himself, to the person who chased and killed him, and the summoned ancestor It's not the same as the rival in school.

Ji Lan has always accepted other people's hysteria well, and listened to his roars as music, and didn't comment until it was too unpleasant: "The Ji family really doesn't have a good thing."

The original owner cried, "Your fucking surname is Ji!"

Ji Lan smiled and said, "I never said I was a good person."

The original owner choked, thinking that the person who could destroy a family back then was really not a good guy, so he cried even harder.

Ji Lan let him cry, intending to find a place to sort out his memory, but at this moment he only heard the sound of footsteps approaching from far to near. He looked back and saw three people looking over from the opposite bank.

The eyes of both sides collided.

The next moment, the three of them turned serious and rushed across the creek cursingly: "You son of a bitch, let's see where you go this time!"

Ji Lan rolled her eyelids.

The three of them felt a powerful sense of consciousness sweeping towards them.

It's not an attack, it doesn't contain good or evil, and even the other party just paid attention to them, but it weighed more than ten thousand catties on the body.

They were all nailed in place, their faces turned pale.