Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 542
Time passed while everyone was happily cleaning, and it was almost noon, so Song Wanzhi asked people to go to the market together, bought a lot of vegetables, and then cooked a rich lunch for everyone with a few other people.

The dining hall in the academy has long tables, and everyone sits together, feeling an uplifting feeling for the first time.

After eating, Song Wanzhi told everyone to rest. After all, they hadn't slept for a long time, and everything had to wait until tomorrow.

Everyone nodded.

Everyone found a place to sleep, and found everything inside. They put down the boulder in their hearts for a while, and felt very at ease, so they wrapped themselves in quilts and fell asleep peacefully.

Song Wanzhi and Su Mengchen turned around again in the afternoon, and Song Wanzhi realized something was wrong: "Where's Xiaobai?"

Su Mengchen said: "It went out, and it will probably be back soon."

Song Wanzhi just nodded, thinking that Xiaobai is not ordinary when he comes to Su Mengchen's side.

After saying goodbye to Su Mengchen, Song Wanzhi went back to the house alone. She chose a bamboo hut and lay on the bed. The green bamboos were cool in summer, exuding a burst of fragrance. Song Wanzhi untied the snow sword , then put it beside the bed, and rested for a while.

In the middle of the night, Song Wanzhi opened his eyes, the small window of the bamboo building was open, and the midnight wind blew in, dispelling the summer heat. Song Wanzhi began to sit cross-legged, and then continued The breakthrough of knowing oneself and knowing the enemy.

Started to fall into a state of chaos again.

The inside and outside spread out at the same time, passing through the bamboo house, passing through the green grass, passing through the blossoming flowers, dew began to condense on the green bamboo at night, and the tall ginkgo leaves were blown by the wind. Ripples of waves.

It seems that my body is no longer simply a meridian, and when I look inside, there seems to be green grass, blooming flowers, clear dew on the green bamboo, and gradually rising ripples.

She was a little confused, because she began to be more and more unable to distinguish between the inside and the outside.

Her spiritual consciousness was protruding further, and then, she suddenly heard a voice.

"Crack."

"Crack."

It seemed to be the sound of some kind of animal chewing. The sound was extremely loud, as if it was hitting her ears.

Song Wanzhi suddenly opened his eyes.

Then, he stood up, only put on a cloak, and then walked out of the bamboo house.

Everyone has a projection in their hearts. Even though Song Wanzhi doesn't know what the sound means, she clearly understands that the chewing animal has a close relationship with her.

She slid her body lightly, like a green swallow, and when she landed, she found the edge.

On the edge is a barrier erected by roses, densely packed leaves blocking the line of sight.

However, based on the sound, she could imagine that the animal on the opposite side was very boring and old, and its teeth had almost fallen out. Spit it out again.

It is waiting for someone.

Song Wanzhi's heart trembled slightly, and then, he took a step forward.

Suddenly, it seemed as if something came to her heart, she only felt that her throat was blocked, and then, she shook a pill from her sleeve, and squeezed through the rose bushes.

The sharp thorns scratched her palm.

However, she didn't care at all.

All she has is the animal in the opposite flower bush.

Her hands are spread out in front of the animal.

The animal on the opposite side chewed the leaves boredly, but didn't seem to like it very much. Then, it saw that hand, that slender hand, which was spread out, slid by thorns, and rolled over the blood beads. hands.

(End of this chapter)