[Comprehensive] Qin Ling

Different types of flowers have different territories.At the beginning, the flower demons talked to A Luan and tried their best to invite her, but later a certain flower demon said something wrong, and all the demons started arguing about which ethnic group's territory to go to.

Afterwards, whoever started it had the audacity to grab A Luan's hand in an attempt to snatch him away.When the others saw it, they rushed to grab it.A Luan is not a real man, he doesn't know how to be sympathetic to women, even if it is true, he can't stand their fuss.

Their words and actions at the beginning made A Luan confused, but later they moved their hands and feet, and A Luan became angry soon.Immediately, he used spiritual power to shake them away ten meters away.A Luan is holding a lyre in his left hand, and the index finger of his right hand seems to swipe a string randomly.

The sound of the piano sounded, and the thunder fell, and suddenly the whole mountain was shrouded in purple thunder and lightning.With just one move, all the flower demons fainted on the ground, their bodies scorched black.A Luan is not a bloodthirsty person either, she just wanted to teach them a lesson, so by knocking them unconscious, she was relieved.

All in all, she has only been in the world for more than three months. At the beginning, Aluan had Linghu Chong to rely on, so she inevitably slacked off in her studies. It can be said that besides eating, drinking, playing the piano, magic and swordsmanship, Aluan has a lot of skills. I don't quite understand.

Just like today, whether it is a river clam spirit or a flower demon, many behaviors are always inexplicable to her, and often make her confused.She wanted to figure it out, but unfortunately the knowledge stored in her mind was not enough for her to understand.

The goblins on the other mountains seemed to be frightened by the thunderstorm just now, fearing that their own mountain mansion would also have one, so they ran away after hearing the news.The demonic aura continued to decrease, so Aluan felt relieved.

Human beings should know the most about human society.Brother Linghu is gone, who should I turn to if I have any questions?Thinking about it now, in this world my only human friend is Wang Yuanfeng, and the situation of Wang Yuanfeng is also hopeless.

A Luan was walking slowly by the side of the road alone, and unconsciously said out of his mouth thinking in his mind: "Where can people learn more knowledge?"

"Of course it's the Academy." A shepherd boy heard it when he was passing by on a cow, and replied crisply. "My father said that when I grow up a bit, he will send me to the academy to study."

Academy?A Luan's eyes shone with hope, saying that the wind is the rain, thanked the little shepherd boy, and then flew into Shangjing City.

But the timing was unlucky, it was almost dusk, and all the vendors on the roadside closed their stalls. When A Luan finally found a college, he took it for granted that it had already closed after school.No choice but to come back tomorrow.

The next day, when the sky was getting dark, A Luan was standing at the gate of the academy and waiting.

The academy is very ordinary, there is only the dean and a teacher in the academy, and there are not many students admitted, most of them are children from poor families.

The dean's name is Meng Li, and he was considered a romantic talent when he was young. Later, he experienced an unforgettable love between man and ghost, and witnessed the death of his lover. A person lives an ordinary life.

Because of his fame and knowledge, he opened an academy to teach students every day, and he lived to the age of nearly sixty.

Meng Li got up as usual today and tidied himself up.Because of his age, he simply delayed the start of class by half an hour every day, so his movements were slow and slow, and he was not in a hurry.In this way, it was already after a cup of tea that he went to open the door.

"Who are you?" Meng Li pushed open the door, and immediately saw A Luan standing in front of the academy door as if he had been waiting for a long time.

A Luan looked at his eyes that seemed to be shining brightly, "I'm here to study."

"It's not an exaggeration for me to say that this is the smallest and worst academy in Shangjing. You can tell by your appearance that you are not an ordinary person. Why do you have to joke?" Meng Li said rather coldly.

A Luan shook her head and said: "It's the first time I came out and didn't understand anything. I heard that the academy can learn knowledge, so I came. I found you here as the first one yesterday, but it was too late and you closed. So I came early this morning."

A Luan's eyes are clean and bright, and he can see to the end at a glance.Meng Li suddenly paused, and looked up and down A Luan carefully, as if he saw something familiar in her body, and couldn't help recalling the past.

"Come in, just follow along in the future. What books have you read...".Meng Li deliberated for a long time, finally let A Luan in with a sigh, he walked in front to lead the way, and at the same time asked carefully.

As mentioned before, Meng Li had a wonderful experience when he was young.Therefore, he has some understanding of gods and ghosts, especially some little demons who left home privately out of curiosity about human society.

Many of A Luan's characteristics are in line with his understanding, and he can probably guess some of her origins.Meng Li has no prejudice against ghosts, and mistakenly thinks that A Luan is just a little demon who knows nothing about the world. He doesn't want her to lose her life outside when she knows nothing about the world, so he simply keeps her here.

"I know some characters, but I haven't read a book." A Luan replied.Meng Li paused, and quickly continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened. "That starts with literacy."

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The youngest of Meng Li's students is seven years old, and the oldest is ten years old, and they are all still in the enlightenment stage.Sitting among a group of radishes, A Luan didn't look at all strange.

She was assigned to sit at the back, Meng Li threw a copybook to her, and A Luan obediently practiced it, the sound of reading books around her didn't affect her at all.

In the small academy, a strange and beautiful big brother suddenly came, and how many children were not curious, all of them were absent-minded during class, and from time to time they secretly looked back to observe A Luan while the teacher was not paying attention.

Before he knew it, the whole morning passed, and during the lunch break, Meng Li had to check on A Luan's calligraphy practice.Unlike someone who is just learning calligraphy, A Luan's handwriting is very good, but Meng Li was not at all happy when he saw it, but felt a sense of being fooled.

The reason is that A Luan's handwriting is exactly the same as that on the copybook he gave. Meng Li had seen illusions before, so he mistakenly thought that A Luan used illusions to deceive him.

"Don't think that your ability to fool people can be used to deceive people. I will forgive you this time, and next time, you will leave my academy!" Meng Li threw a stack of papers on the wall in a fit of anger.

"Fooling? What is fooling?" A Luan didn't know why.okay why are you angry

Meng Li's breathing was stagnant, and he stared straight into A Luan's eyes, his gaze was like lightning.But Aluan's eyes were always clear and clear, nothing but confusion.Immediately, Meng Li's body hunched a little, as if he had stayed in the secular world for a long time, and he used himself to save others.How can I make a mistake again.

"Oh, I misunderstood. The exact same words, tell me how you did it?" He picked up the paper on the ground, pointed to the words written on it and asked softly.

While questioning, Meng Li thought: He really doesn't look like a liar, and there must be other reasons for it.

Now Aluan understood, "You said this, I just wrote it down, and it became like this."

Meng Li frowned, pondered for a moment, took down several copybooks with different fonts from the bookshelf, and asked Aluan to write again in front of him.Then Meng Li witnessed the miracle in A Luan's hands with his own eyes, every stroke was the same, even the artistic conception was not bad, he was convinced after all.

"That's right, but I don't agree with pure imitation. Everyone's handwriting should have its own characteristics. Some people's handwriting is more blended, some are more resolute, and some... Everyone's handwriting is their own character. It means that your handwriting should also have your character." Meng Li corrected.

A Luan pondered, "Do I have to have my own characteristics?" Meng Li nodded firmly.He doesn't care about others, but he has to do it, otherwise, wouldn't it be heartbreaking to waste this talent in vain. "Go back and think about it yourself."

A Luan thought about it all afternoon, and before leaving, she handed in a new set of characters to Meng Li.The words were full of awe-inspiring sword intent. Meng Li was startled when he opened it, and then he was fascinated.

Meng Li really loved Aluan's talents, and Meng Li accelerated the pace of teaching Aluan in the following time.The more we get to know each other, the more shocking Meng Li becomes.With a photographic memory, he can understand a little bit, and he finally understands what genius and talent are.

Meng Li knew that his level was limited, and he was afraid of delaying A Luan, so he wanted to recommend her to a higher education institution, but also worried about her status, he hesitated every day, not knowing what to do.