I'm a Serious Fox [Transmigration Book]

After the morning meditation class ended, Hu Yibai couldn't lift his legs crossed on the futon.

I thought this retreat class was just sitting cross-legged and sleeping, but I didn't expect it to be even worse than the swordsmanship class.

Because he was half a quarter late in the morning, he was caught by Headmaster Si Wuya and had to fix it up.

His method of repairing disciples is relatively unique, he will not punish him for standing and copying like other teachers, and he will only pay special attention to you in today's class.

In the first half of the mental method class, he had to get up to summarize and sort out after a section, and he would ask some unexpected tricky questions from time to time.

If it weren't for Hu Yibai's ability to have a photographic memory, he would probably be nailed to the pillar of shame.

Long Chiyu, who was sitting not far away, had an expression of waiting to be ridiculed just now, but now his face was completely darkened under the continuous applause.

A face of "being shown by him again" feeling uncomfortable.

And Feng Ling, who was sitting in the last row, looked like a real student who came to class. From the moment she entered the door, she sat in front of the futon and listened meticulously to the teacher's explanation of mental methods.

Even though he, the 'smelly fox', answered many questions during the period, he did not see any strangeness in Feng Ling's eyes.

Still listening calmly.

It has to be said that this powerful psychology that can separate hatred from gains and losses is worth learning from Long Chiyu.

The bell rang outside the quiet room, and Si Wuya gave Hu Yibai a look of interest while ordering his disciples to dismiss the get out of class.

A pair of long and narrow eyes are raised slightly, as if to say 'the future will be long'.

Hu Yibai shivered from being stared at, and when he wanted to get up, his legs were so numb that he couldn't stand up, so a disciple beside him gave him a hand.

Seeing the figures who left early in the morning around him in twos and threes, the disciple was a little surprised and said, "Brother Hu, why is it so late today? I was the first one to rush out when I saw you after class a while ago."

Hu Yibai quietly glanced at a place behind him, saw that the futon Fengling was sitting on was already empty, and then replied: "Oh, I found a wounded little tit in the back mountain a while ago. I saw one wing was broken, so I picked it up and picked it up." Get up and raise it, and feed it three meals a day. Now that the little tit’s wings have grown and can fly away, I naturally don’t have to go anymore.”

Hearing what he said, the disciple immediately showed an expression of admiration, and praised: "Brother Hu is really kind-hearted."

Hu Yibai: "It's easy to do, I believe that if you encounter it, you will definitely do the same."

The disciple shook his head: "Don't dare."

Hu Yibai: "Okay, then I'll go buy lunch first, see you later."

The disciple nodded slightly: "See you later."

When Hu Yibai's back gradually faded away to the point where he couldn't see him, he took off his smirk.

At this moment, a blue morpho butterfly the size of a fingernail landed on his shoulder. He rubbed his head sideways and rubbed the butterfly's wings, and said softly, "Report to the landlord about Hu Yibai's going to see Feng Ling alone."

The blue morpho butterfly's antennae trembled, and it flapped its wings and flew out of the window along the window lattice of the quiet room.

But the moment he leaned out of the window, he was stopped by a figure standing under the eaves. His bony white palm grabbed Lan Morpho and squeezed it hard.

The beautiful butterfly body suddenly turned into a wisp of blue smoke and dispersed.

Hu Yibai looked at the butterfly scale powder left on his fingertips, his eyes narrowed slightly.

The eyeliner of the owner of Xuanji Tower is really all over the world.

In the original book, the landlord has always been a mysterious character who never sees the end of the dragon, and his true identity is still not announced until the end of the novel.

However, Xuanji Tower has always only searched for the secrets of masters from the six realms and major sect families, so why send someone to monitor every move of an ordinary inner disciple?

Incredible.

Hu Yibai hugged his shoulders, and while walking towards the dining hall, he lightly tapped his upper arm with his fingertips, thinking silently in his heart.

Finally came to an answer - the empty set

He paused with his fingertips, and slowly frowned, wondering if he could figure it out.

Because I went late today, as soon as I entered the dining hall, it was already overcrowded.

Standing at the end of the line, Hu Yibai saw that Feng Ling, who had already bought lunch, was walking with Tao Xinyuan.

In fact, it looks more like the latter sticking to it like a dog's skin plaster, chattering and eloquent.

Feng Ling kept walking forward with no expression on her face, as if she was already immune to this follower and nonsense maker.

Suddenly, the two looked up at the same time and saw Hu Yibai, and both of them stopped.

One was stunned, the other looked cold.

Feng Ling didn't seem to want to pay attention to him, and turned to sit at another table, but Tao Xinyuan grabbed him and pulled him in front of Hu Yibai.

He pinched his waist and said provocatively: "Hu Yibai, let me tell you, Feng Ling is covered! It depends on the owner to beat a dog. You are not allowed to bully him casually in the future!"

Hearing Tao Xinyuan's voice, many disciples around stretched their necks to look this way in trust.

After kicking the dining cabinet last time and causing more than half of the disciples to skip lunch that day, they came to make a fuss in the dining hall again.

Many disciples who lined up in front of the meal cabinet rushed to urge the lunch breakers, if they didn't hurry up, they would not be able to eat after a while.

Hu Yibai looked at him, and chuckled lightly: "Beating a dog also depends on the owner? What do you mean, I have to ask Feng Ling's opinion first when I beat you?"

"Hmm..." Tao Xinyuan didn't realize it at first, but when he heard the snickering around him, he jumped up angrily: "How dare you call me a dog!"

"I don't dare. It's you who said that beating a dog depends on the owner. If the dog wasn't you... are you scolding Feng Ling?"

Before Tao Xinyuan could refute, Hu Yibai shook his head and tried to persuade him earnestly: "You insulted your fellow disciples in public, that's why you are wrong, brother Tao. Hurry up and apologize to Feng Ling. We should all share the same spirit when we come from the same sect. How can we make trouble? Internal strife is really hurtful."

The other onlookers couldn't help but marvel at Hu Yibai's ability to shine like a lotus tongue. If someone who didn't know saw it, they would really think that this was an upright and kind young man who was complaining for his fellow disciples.

But the entire Qianling Sect knew that if Hu Yibai could help Feng Ling with good intentions, the sun and the moon might be in the same sky.

Feng Ling was obviously not in the mood to argue with this giant baby, he tore his arm from Tao Xinyuan's hand, and walked towards the distant table with the food box.

All the discussions and whispers around him seemed to have nothing to do with him.

He just sat there silently, picked up the chopsticks and ate without making a sound.

It seems that an invisible barrier has been built between himself and the world, which is indestructible.

People who don't know him will probably think that this person is a freak, not good at talking, gloomy and indifferent, and a natural loner.

But Hu Yibai, who had been with him for a while, only felt distressed.

This kid wasn't supposed to be like this.

He is very smart, highly savvy, and willing to endure hardships. He has a toughness and perseverance that does not match his age.

The most commendable thing is that even in this growing environment, his heart has not been corrupted.

Become self-sufficient and go with the flow, with the scum around you.

Seeing that Hu Yibai had been looking at Feng Ling's back, Tao Xinyuan snorted, fearing that he was thinking of something wrong again, he quickly went to sit next to Feng Ling with the food box.

But after sitting down, looking at Feng Ling who knew how to eat without saying a word, he felt sullen again.

My big brother is so competent that when he sees Hu Yibai, he declares his sovereignty and puts a protective cover on him.

But his little brother knew how to hide from the quiet, obviously he provoked Hu Yibai for him, but when there was a conflict, he didn't help him, but ran away in desperation.

Like a coward!

It seems that it is necessary for him to establish the majesty of a big brother in front of his younger brother.

Tao Xinyuan gave a dry cough and knocked on the table: "Hey, put down the chopsticks, I have something to tell you."

Seeing that Fengling didn't respond, Tao Xinyuan frowned and wanted to grab Fengling's chopsticks.

Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, the hand he stretched out to grab the chopsticks was grabbed by the wrist. Before he could see Feng Ling's movements clearly, the whole arm had been folded and pressed against the back, and the whole person was locked up. on the desktop.

His face was squeezed out of shape by the tabletop, hearing the creaking sound of his arms clinging to his back, Tao Xinyuan was in so much pain that cold sweat dripped down his face.

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Feng Ling holding him down with one hand, while the other hand was still picking up vegetables in a calm manner.

His expression didn't change a bit.

"..." It's over.

Overturned.

Today, in order to strengthen his relationship with Feng Ling, he deliberately didn't ask Tao Xiaoer to follow him.

Right now, he doesn't know anyone coming and going in the dining hall, who can he call to help him?

After thinking for a long time with complicated emotions, Tao Xinyuan finally begged for mercy: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have snatched your chopsticks, I'm sorry, we can talk about it... My hand is about to break, can you let me go first?"

The moment Feng Ling let go, he was like a lump of living water, and the arms folded on the back seemed to have been pressed into shape.

He sat on the stool, and it took a lot of effort to break it off.

"..." Glancing at Feng Ling secretly with resentment, he whispered: "How can you still be bullied by him when you are so powerful?"

He had watched Hu Yibai fight in the melee combat class before, no matter in terms of strength, reaction or speed of moves, Feng Ling was definitely far ahead of him.

Even himself, a glutton known for his strength, was helpless in front of him, let alone Hu Yibai's skinny dry vegetables.

Feng Ling finished the last mouthful of food in a leisurely manner, put the chopsticks back in the food box, and then spoke.

"Didn't you realize he was never alone with me?"

Tao Xinyuan was taken aback for a moment, and this time his mind spun a few times faster than usual.

This sentence should contain two meanings. The first is the key word 'alone', which means that Hu Yibai dare not alone, only when there are many people.

It shows that Hu Yibai has a lot of influence in the sect, so he dared to bully others.

Conversely, it can also be said that when the two of them were one on one, it would probably be effortless for Feng Ling to kill him.So Hu Yibai didn't dare to get along with him alone.

After thinking about the meaning behind it, Tao Xinyuan looked at the dining hall that was already deserted, and when he raised his head to meet Feng Ling's bottomless black pupils, he couldn't help shivering while hugging his shoulders.

Why didn't I realize that his eyes were so frightening just now...

"I, I just want to deal with Hu Yibai, I have no malicious intentions!"

Feng Ling put away the food box and stood up: "The grievances between you and him have nothing to do with me, don't involve me in it, of course I won't do anything to you."

Tao Xinyuan hurriedly nodded knowingly.

Seeing that Feng Ling's back was as tall and slender as a strong pine tree, his figure was steady, the wind was blowing under his feet, and his breath output was methodical.

I guess it's almost time to build the foundation?

A junior monk can go from physical training to foundation building in two years, which is really a talent.

Thinking of this, he suddenly had an idea, Tao Xinyuan hurriedly stood up and shouted to Feng Ling who was about to walk out of the dining hall: "You are so powerful, you can cover me from now on! I will give you Lingshi! There are many delicious things... Really, If it’s not possible, you can be my big brother!”

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