Fall in love with a dead enemy [rebirth]

After the class was released, many freshmen sneaked away alone, while Zhong Ying and the three went to the task hall.

Along the way, Fatty was mad: "Why am I so unlucky, why did I just say my mission like this? I can't live anymore, I'm going to die."

After wailing for a long time, seeing that no one paid attention to him, Fat Dun looked at Zhong Ying pitifully.

Zhong Ying's face was slightly cold, and he couldn't see what was going on, but Fat Dun felt that he was hard-hearted and would definitely not comfort himself, so he turned his gaze to Qiu Shiyuan, his voice faltered, and Fat Dun pretended to cry: "Little Shizi..."

Qiu Shiyuan lowered his head, his bangs covered his eyes and eyebrows.Because of Pang Dun's voice, he raised his head subconsciously, revealing a pair of eyes with red circles and water vapor.

——Pang Dun, who was about to howl twice, silently swallowed the sound that reached his throat, and waved his hands dryly: "Little Shizi, what's wrong with you? Don't cry!"

Qiu Shiyuan lowered his head and said nothing.

"The task you got is difficult for you?" Zhong Ying turned around slightly, and his eyes fell on the two of them, like a cold light on a mountain, "Is it?"

The fat pier suddenly realized, and scratched his head: "So it's this one, what did you get?"

Zhong Ying was expressionless: "Take the apron of Master Yaoguang."

Qiu Shiyuan sniffed: "I want me, I want me to steal that... book from Master Pei."

Fatty: "..."

Zhong Ying couldn't help but glanced at Qiu Shiyuan and touched his chin: "Your task is much simpler than mine."

"why?"

"If you mess with the host, she can crush us to death. Mr. Pei is different. He is lazy, at most he will punish us, and he won't bother to put on shoes for us afterwards."

"But Master Pei is so kind to us..." Qiu Shiyuan struggled.

"What I want is a bellyband, what you want is a book, how about we change it?" Zhong Ying raised an eyebrow, "Compared to offending the master, I think Master Pei is much easier to bully, after all, persimmons need to be picky .”

Qiu Shiyuan shook his head quickly, expressing that he didn't want to change with Zhong Ying.

"Don't be afraid, Mr. Pei will be in seclusion in a few days. Then you can sneak into his cave, search it, and just take out a book."

"Master is going to retreat?" Qiu Shiyuan was a little puzzled.

Zhong Ying spread his hands: "Yes."

At this time, the three of them had already arrived in front of the mission hall, and the stunned Fat Dun put his chin back and exclaimed, "Damn it!"

Many senior brothers and sisters were coming and going in front of the mission hall, Pang Dun's earth-shattering voice attracted many displeased gazes, Pang Dun hurriedly lowered his head and covered his mouth.

Fat Dun heaved a sigh of relief until his eyes moved away one by one, and then continued to look at Zhong Ying with incredulous eyes.

"Boss." Fatty lowered his voice, "The lottery you drew is indeed...that one?"

Zhong Ying nodded dispensably.

Fat Dun covered his mouth again, and muttered softly: "Double, this is too exciting!"

In comparison, stealing a book or something is not worth mentioning at all.

So, Pang Dun took Qiu Shiyuan's shoulders and comforted him: "Little Shizi, don't be too sad. Compared with the boss, don't you think you are very lucky?"

Zhong Ying didn't bother to pay attention to him, and looked up. In the center of the mission hall was a huge yin-yang fish stone plate, and countless jade slips hung on the stone wall intertwined with black and white.

From low to high, the task level gradually increases.

There are eight levels of missions in Yuxin Academy, the top four are Tiandi Xuanhuang, and the bottom four are A, B, B, B, Ding.Generally speaking, with the cultivation base of the academy students, they can only touch the tasks of the lower fourth class.The fourth-class tasks are generally arranged for the masters of the academy, or the strong people who are attached to the academy.

However, when the master of the academy is on a mission, he will occasionally take the students out to practice, so the mission hall will sometimes hang one or two missions such as Xuan, or Huang.

Depending on the task level and difficulty level, the merit points rewarded are also different.

Zhong Ying raised his hand to touch the lowest grade C jade slip, and a little mysterious light printed a paragraph of words into his mind.

[Planting stepha vines, after they are mature, one catty of stephen vines will give you fifty merit points, is it acceptable? ]

Zhong Ying put the jade slips back, and picked up several third-class jade slips one after another. The tasks were similar, either planting spiritual plants or domesticating spiritual beasts.

After the spirit plant matures or the spirit beast becomes an adult, it will be sold to the mission hall in exchange for merit points.

This kind of task is generally not dangerous. If you cultivate it carefully, you can get some benefits besides earning merit points, such as spiritual planting of spiritual beast eggs.

But this kind of task can't be completed in a year or a half, it is a long-term task, and the merit points earned are very limited, only food and clothing.If you want to earn a lot of merit points to exchange for heaven and earth treasures, inheritance of skills, or even enlightenment in secret realms, you can only complete high-level tasks.

Tasks like Awan's, who traveled thousands of miles to the South China Sea to kill monsters, were usually waiting on the ground or in the sky.

Fat Dun saw that Zhong Ying was picking and picking, so he curiously went to get the top few jade slips: "I didn't expect it to be so easy to get the task in the mission hall, and I thought there would be senior brothers, senior sisters or master guarding it."

"How can it be so simple?" Zhong Ying replied, "From the moment you step into the mission hall, your every move is under the nose of others."

Fatty was taken aback.

Zhong Ying sneered: "Yin-Yang Yushibi is a spiritual tool, and there is a tool spirit, which is guarded by the tool spirit. In fact, some important places such as the Library Pavilion and the Treasure Hall are also guarded by the tool spirit. The spirit tool has no greed and selflessness. Will be loyal to carry out the task, very reliable."

Fatty understood and nodded.

After watching for a while, Fatty murmured: "Five hundred merit points are not easy to earn..."

"If you take a class C or B mission, five hundred merit points are naturally not easy to earn. If we can complete a class B or A mission, it will be easy to earn. But the missions above the B class are almost all out of the academy. Don’t even think about transforming qi until you’ve even practiced qi.”

Fat Dun thought for a while: "Then if I take the spirit dew, I can get [-] merit points from my brothers, isn't it a big profit?"

"It did make a lot of money."

Fatty's eyes lit up, thinking about how to avoid other people's eyes and ears and complete the task.

In the end, the three of them each received one or two C-class tasks for planting spiritual plants. After getting the seeds, they left the task hall.

In the eastern spring season, the sky darkened very quickly. When they stepped out of the mission hall, there was only dim light in the sky.Fat Dun was tempted by five hundred merit points, and after asking a senior brother for directions, he dragged Zhong Ying and the two of them straight to Fairy Field.

Along the way, the angled eaves, dead trees and weeds, and glazed blue walls are covered with a layer of soft and white snow. The slightly cold wind will blow over the skin of the arms, causing fine goose bumps.

When we arrived in the small valley, the temperature warmed up, and Pang Dun shivered with his body shivering, but was blown by the soft wind, and instantly narrowed his eyes comfortably.

Fairy Tianzhong is like spring all the year round, delicate flowers bloom delicately, and colorful butterflies dance lightly, lingering in the stamens.There is a clear stream flowing around, with gurgling water and a few koi jumping up and down.

"As expected of Mrs. Mu's handwriting, the fairy Tianzhong must have set up a spirit recovery array." Fat Dun sighed, "Wait for me, I will go back as soon as I go."

Before he finished speaking, Pang Dun twisted his body and ran towards the fairy field.

Qiu Shiyuan was uneasy: "Is it really okay for him to do this?"

"Of course it is..." Zhong Ying paused, "Impossible."

In the eyes of Zhong Ying and the two of them, the fat pier who went straight to the fairy field was shot by an ice arrow in his shoe, and he was thrown into the mud by the dog.

"What the hell is it?" Fat Dun spit out the grass in his mouth as he got up.

The koi jumping up in the creek swept the water on Chubby's face with its tail, and following the water droplets came the ice arrows that spit out from the koi's mouth.

Fatty backed away quickly.

"boom--"

The ice arrow pierced directly between Fat Dun's legs, causing Fat Dun's face to turn pale with fright.

Chubby's voice was trembling: "I'm going to catch these fish and grill them all."

"...This fish is raised by Mrs. Mu." Zhong Ying's words discouraged the aggressive Pang Dun, who rolled up his sleeves. After thinking about it, Zhong Ying added, "Besides, I doubt that you can't beat these fish at all. At that time, it may not be that they become grilled fish, but you become fish food."

Fatty looked desperate: "Boss, can you stop hitting people like this?"

Zhong Ying lifted his chin: "The flower and tree elves have come out."

Under the half-blind sky, the stamens of the spirit flower glowed like fireflies, the delicate petals stretched out, and a pair of elves with wings as thin as cicada's wings protruded from them.

Or hide on the petals, or stand on the colorful butterfly, or fly in the fluorescent light, staring at the fat pier with a pair of eyes as pure as dew.

Fatty was a little embarrassed to be stared at, and his anger disappeared. He scratched the back of his head and smiled naively: "You guys, can you give me some spiritual dew?"

"Spiritual dew is only available in the morning." The flower and tree elf's voice was particularly ethereal.

They flew towards Fatty, and stopped on the dead branches beside him, on the snow, and even on his knees. Before Fatty could answer, they began to chat with each other.

"There is no filthy smell, she is a virgin."

"He's so fat, he can't even walk, can he still dance?"

"It's not fragrant, just a disgusting smell of oily smoke."

"My God! There's a pimple on my chin."

"I don't like him. He is not good-looking, and his clothes are plain. I like the fragrance like flowers and clothes like butterfly wings."

"The point is, he's not a girl!"

"Wow!" The flower and tree elves exclaimed one after another, fleeing from Fatty's side like fleeing the plague, and then said in unison, "Smelly man, get out of here!"

Fatty's face was flushed, he was ashamed and annoyed, and he was kicked out by the flower and tree elves.

The flower and tree elves flew into the stamens to sleep again, and Fat Dun wanted to complain to Zhong Ying and the other two in a panic, so they met two pairs of subtle eyes.

Zhong Ying looked contemptuous: "So you are a virgin, you have taught me a lot, and you have no experience."

Qiu Shiyuan let out a small exclamation.

"You—" Fat Dun was in a hurry, "I haven't practiced Qi yet, losing Yuanyang at this moment, how troublesome it will be to practice in the future!"

Even though he knew that what Fatty said was true, but when he said these words, he was inexplicably happy, so Zhong Ying laughed without hesitation.

Pang Dun endured it, but in the end he didn't have the guts to kick Zhong Ying's face, so he could only swallow it silently.

When they came, there were very few pedestrians on the road. When they left, they turned around and met Yan Yu who was leading his fiancée for a stroll.

Yan Yu smiled and said, "Oh, Fatty went to get the spirit dew?"

Xu Xiaoxi who was beside her nodded in greeting, her voice was clear like an oriole: "Do you want me to help?"

Fatty's face was smelly and ugly, and he ruthlessly refused: "No need!"

Just separated from the two, and met a gentle and amiable senior sister, the senior sister is charming: "Little fat man, you just came back from the fairy field?"

Fatty suddenly understood what was going on.

The senior sister said again: "It doesn't matter if you can't get the spirit dew water. The senior sister will take you there tomorrow. We will wait for you at the gate of the school. Don't be late." After saying that, she left lightly.

"..."

Afterwards, new students or senior brothers and sisters appeared from time to time, and they greeted each other with "Fatty, go to the fairy field to get spirit dew"...

"They're just going to squat on me!" When they reached the gate of No. [-] Courtyard, Fatty stamped his feet angrily.

Zhong Ying didn't know whether to laugh or not.

Chubby fist clenched and creaked: "Maybe they are still watching me from the dark being laughed at by the flower and tree elves."

Zhong Ying: This point... was guessed right by Fatty.

The sound of wind chimes is sent in the wind, ding ding dong dong, like a small poem from Jiangnan.Zhong Ying looked back, and saw several strings of bronze wind chimes hanging from the corner of the eaves at some point, with bamboo tassels hanging from the wind chimes, swaying with the night wind.

Hanging wind chimes in the corner of the corridor...

The one who can have such a leisurely mood is naturally not the old man Zhong Ying, but the Chidan prince from the distant Chongming Kingdom.

When Zhong Ying thought this way, the door creaked and opened, and Jun Buyi stepped out of Zhong Ying's room with a stack of neat clothes in his arms.

When he looked up and saw Zhong Ying, Jun Buyi's expression was indifferent, and his voice was as clear as a spring: "Zhong Ying, I just dried my clothes, and this is yours."

Afterwards, he carefully carried the clothes into Zhong Ying's arms.

The sweet scent of sweet-scented osmanthus remained on the clothes, and it lingered for a long time, spreading to the tip of Zhong Ying's nose.Zhong Ying sniffed, and saw Jun Buyi stepping past him.

Probably because of the smell of sweet-scented osmanthus, Zhong Ying didn't intend to complete the task to earn the [-] merit points. At this moment, he suddenly thought, as long as he has a bellyband, Qiao Mo dared to ask the director of Yaoguang: Have you lost your bellyband lately?

If I really asked, it was probably Qiao Mo who was beaten to death by A Wan.

"Unexpectedly." Zhong Ying shouted.

Unexpectedly, looking back, there is a blue wall covered with snow behind him, and the white robes and crow hair are blown by the wind, like the ripples of a lake of spring water, and the flowers are born on the ripples, clean and innocent: "Huh?"

Zhong Ying folded his arms around his chest, smiled and raised his lips, and spoke in a relaxed and natural way: "Do you have a bellyband? Lend me to play?"