I have many teachers

Chapter 341 I don’t know how to start the title, please read the text (two in one)

The old woman opened her mouth, but nothing came out.

She should have stopped Xue Qinshuang's father in the past.

But she couldn't do this, because that was also her child, and every time she tried to speak in the past, she would feel pain like a dagger piercing her heart.

"This child is called Shuang."

17 years ago, the son's voice was as cold as a piece of ice in a black suit.

Just a little dazed, the tea in the old woman's hand was already cold, her eyes moved slightly, she looked at the girl in front, and sighed:

"But you have to go back...that thing..."

She was persuading, but she felt that her persuasion was also extremely powerless.

Xue Qinshuang smiled, as if the appearance just now was just an illusion, her beautiful face was still calm, and said:

"I know."

"Even Grandma, you are here, so I can't strike you with a sword. It seems that I have to go back this time."

"However, I hope Grandma will give me some more time."

The old woman breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the girl in front of her stopped being awkward and waited for a while, she could still make the decision, as long as it didn't take longer than half a year. With this in mind, her face relaxed a lot, and said :

"for how long……"

Xue Qinshuang closed her eyes and meditated, brushing the jade pendant around her waist with her palm.

The distance at which this kind of strange thing can be effective cannot exceed one county at most.
The other one is in the hands of Tuoba Yue, and as far as she knows, Tuoba Yue will return to Saibei in a few days, and by then, this jade pendant will be useless...

The girl opened her eyes, raised her hand to drink tea, and said:
"Five days is the limit."

"If after five days, I still haven't heard from that person, then it means that I have missed the chance in this life."

The old woman paused slightly, and said:
"Only five days?"

Her voice was full of surprise. The girl in front of her didn't hesitate to turn against her family. She had already prepared for a longer time. At this moment, she almost couldn't believe her ears, and said:

"Do you know that if you leave this time, it may be difficult for you to come out again, and it is impossible for your father to let you come out again."

"That thing, you have to spend a long time on it."

She didn't say what it was, but Xue Qinshuang knew about it.

In any case, it was the family that gave her all of her martial arts, and she didn't want to and didn't need to owe the family anything, so she wanted to go back on this matter, so there was a three-year agreement, but something went wrong .

Think about what happened two years ago.

Xue Qinshuang's voice paused, raised her hand to caress the broken long hair on her right temple, then smiled lightly again, and said:
"Since there is no fate, what's the difference between waiting five days or fifty days?"

"The rivers and lakes are so big, why do we need to stick to them?"

Put the cup of tea in your hand on the table.

The young girl has a free and easy expression on her face. She is currently wearing white clothes with a red shirt on top, her long hair is tied up and falls on her shoulders.

At her waist is a dagger that is only one foot long.

It doesn't look like much at all.

Outside Fufeng Academy.

"By the way, Baili..."

Tuoba Yue paused slightly, looked at the young man next to him, Bai Lifeng folded his arms, pillowed it behind his head, turned his head to look at Tuoba Yue, and said with a smile:
"What's the matter, Ah Yue?"

There was hesitation in Tuoba Yue's eyes, but he still sighed and said:
"I have to pack my bags these days, and I can't finish reading the borrowed books."

"Will you accompany me to the Fengzi Building later?"

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Taking a deep breath, it seemed that this action only existed in Wang Anfeng's imagination.

More than two years ago, he used to fight against people here, and because he talked too loudly with Su Gambler here, he was thrown out by Mr. Ren and rolled down the steps. He even saw it in this Fengzilou I don't know how many classics, spent many mornings and nights without people.

Wang Anfeng raised his palm and put it lightly on the door. Just as he was about to open the door, the slightly closed door was suddenly pulled open from the inside, and five students from the academy came out with big strides, eyebrows raised. , saw Wang Anfeng, and didn't care.

It's just that the boy holding the book at the very edge noticed Wang Anfeng's raised palm, and seemed to guess something. He smiled apologetically at the latter, and then walked away quickly with his classmates, communicating in a low voice. Wang Anfeng watched them go away. Go, being disturbed like this, the inexplicable emotions in my heart dissipated a lot.

Laughing, without thinking any more, he pushed the door open and walked in slowly.

Just like every day two years ago, whether it is the students reading quietly or the wooden steps that surround them, nothing has changed in the slightest.

At this moment, Wang Anfeng had an illusion in his heart, as if he just slept in that wooden house, then woke up a little late, and hurried over here, intending to find a comfortable place here, and read the book. Books that have never been read.

Then at night, when the stars and the moon are in the sky, and there is no one around, I will carefully sweep every step here.

He was so familiar that it seemed that the next moment, he would be able to find people he knew from those faces smiling at him.

Unfortunately not.

I don't know where the book I haven't read is put.

His gaze passed over the bookshelf, and landed on the table in the center of Fengzi Building and the pattern of Liangyi and Bagua. When he saw the old man in Tsing Yi, he couldn't help but look a little more respectful. In front of Changge, like two years ago, he raised his hand and saluted, and said in a low voice:
"This junior has met Elder Ren."

Ren Changge raised his eyes, swept across the blue-shirted boy in front, paused slightly, and then landed on the latter's waist.

There was a moon-shaped jade pendant there, which was exactly what Wang Anfeng and others gave to Elder Qingfeng Xie after they returned from their birthday banquet. , just nodded slightly, as if these two years did not exist.

But these two years are there after all.

Then, an old voice sounded in the young man's ears. I don't know if it was Wang Anfeng's illusion, but it was full of untraceable relief:
"came back?"

On the first floor of No.20, a young man in a white Confucian shirt sat cross-legged on the wooden steps, holding a lone classic in his hand, but he didn't think much about it, his eyes looked left and right, looked When he got to the bottom, his eyes lit up slightly, he raised his hand and pulled the companion next to him, lowered his voice, and said:

"Hey, look, that person seems to have never met before, and he was able to talk to that old man."

"It's really rare."

The student next to him was slightly stunned, and when he heard the words 'I don't seem to have seen it before', his eyes lit up slightly, and he looked up, but only saw a man in a blue shirt who seemed to be very talkative. The boy was not the girl I had been thinking about these past two days, so she couldn't help feeling complacent, looked away, and no longer cared about it.

The boy in white was still very interested, and said:

"I don't know which faction of senior students it is."

"Looking at the appearance of Mr. Ren, I should have studied art in this academy for a long time? Wait for someday, after I have made a big reputation outside, I must also come back to our academy. As the saying goes, riches and honors must come Returning home, brocade clothes don't travel at night, that's the reason."

"When the time comes...hehe..."

The young man imagined the scenery when he returned someday, but he didn't read a few pages of the book in his hand. The student next to him rolled his eyes, thinking that this guy probably won't have such a day. I'm not interested in talking to him.

Finding that his thoughts were wandering, the student raised his hand and knocked on his forehead, muttering in a low voice: "There is a golden house in the book, there is Yan Ruyu in the book, there is Yan Ruyu in the book..."

Forced his attention to focus on the content of the book, but unconsciously thought of the scene he saw a few days ago, with flying long hair and a fair face, when the girl bit her lower lip lightly with white teeth, and the bright red blood, It must have been the only beauty he has seen in this life, and her expression couldn't help being in a trance.

girl……

On this floor, there was a half-circle upwards, and a teacher in his early thirties was standing opposite, looking at his two students opposite him, each of them seemed to be thinking wildly, and his brows were slightly frowned.

His right hand, which is used to using the ruler, instinctively itch.

But he didn't go there, not because he didn't have the ruler he was used to, but because 'dreaming' is the most precious ability that all teenagers of this age have.

When they are a little older, they will no longer have the energy to dream such unscrupulous dreams.

The Confucian master smiled with emotion, shifted his gaze, and landed in front of Mr. Ren. The young man with a wooden sword on his back and wooden hairpins tied his hair, sensed the aura of the latter as deep as an abyss, and couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly. .

Librarian, are you back?

Because of his stunning talent and stunning beauty, now he has entered the seventh rank, can he enter the Tiangang list?
Fu also thought that he was very talented, but now that he is over forty years old, he is still at the sixth level of martial arts. Confucianism is learned day by day, but it is difficult to make further progress. The so-called martial arts comprehension is more like a mirror The bright moon, the flower in the water, is elusive, and I am afraid that there is no hope in this life.

A little frustration could not help appearing in my heart, and I sighed slightly, laughing at myself in my heart.

People are more dead than others, and goods are better than goods.

Although the market slang is vulgar, it really has some truth...

Feng Zi downstairs.

Wang Anfeng and Ren Changge only talked for a few words, and seeing that the old man had no interest in continuing, he took the initiative to leave, and slowly walked away from the old man. Wang Anfeng exhaled slightly, his eyes flickered, and looked at the old man. That table case.

There are always endless scrolls on the table, and the yin and yang gossip underneath it are slowly rotating.

This is what he saw when he came here two years ago. He thought it was the design of Fengzilou itself, but at this time he has set foot in the third grade, and he has initially come into contact with "meaning" and "realm". , it seems that those desks are not real things at all, and even the yin and yang gossip under them are also a manifestation of some kind of momentum.

There was something strange in Wang Anfeng's eyes.

Looking at the book that seems to have never been reduced, the "potential" of the warrior is the evolution of the state of mind. If you have to read the book before you can get out, then wouldn't Mr. Ren deliberately imprison himself here, every time you read a book, you will feel If there is an extra copy, it is impossible to step out of the academy for the rest of his life, almost like a self-imprisonment.

He looked at the profound gossip yin and yang, as if he saw a solid cage.

The old man sat in it, doing useless work meticulously.

Do it for ten years, 20 years, or even continue.

He actually felt a trace of sadness.

Wang Anfeng withdrew his gaze and didn't go any further. The choices made by the seniors were naturally reasonable. He had never experienced the past events of swords and swords, so he couldn't understand them anyway. Besides, he still had other things to do at this time. Slightly closed, the internal force moves slowly.

There were students walking back and forth, and seeing him standing there with his eyes closed, he was somewhat curious.

One of the girls, who was wearing military clothes, was peeking at her when she suddenly sensed a trace of fierceness, which made her jump and almost cried out.

In an instant, it seemed as if two cold long swords were unsheathed.

The unstoppable sharpness rose, making everyone who looked at Wang Anfeng feel that their hearts almost stopped beating, and the hair on the back of their necks stood up, as if they had been held on their necks with a sharp knife. He quickly looked away, not daring to look again.

In the young man's eyes, a streamer lit up, and the black pupils were almost slightly transparent. His sight swept across in an instant, and everyone in the entire Fengzilou came into view. Wang Anfeng's eyes were slightly red, and some tears ooze out uncontrollably.

There are as many as 28 levels of pupil skills taught by Mr. Ying. At this level, he is also a preliminary dabbler, because he wants to find Meng Yuexue as soon as possible and force luck to use it, but he has suffered a bit.

But in just a short moment, he had already checked all the people who borrowed books in this building, and he didn't find Meng Yuexue.

Frowning slightly.

Could it be that Miss Meng happened to return to the inn?

Wang Anfeng didn't think in the direction of Chuanlian's recovery, but he just thought that he came by accident and happened to miss Meng Yuexue.

After thinking about it, when Li Laosan Feiying sent the message, he also mentioned the inn he was staying in on the letter paper, so he didn't care about looking for acquaintances in the school palace, he bowed to Ren Lao, turned around and left out.

Not long after entering, he hurriedly left Fengzi Building again. Wang Anfeng identified the direction a little bit, got up and walked towards the inn. Lou suppressed the thought of finishing that book.

When the matter of Chuanlianmengyuexue was not resolved, he didn't have much thought about it.

And after he left Fengzilou in less than half a cup of tea.

"Ah Yue, can you read all these books?"

Bai Lifeng, who was wearing a military uniform, was carrying Mo Dao on his back, holding a pile of thick classics in his arms, and smashed his tongue. Tuoba Yue looked at him with a funny look on his face, and patted the boy on the back of the head, saying:
"what do you know?"

"Compared to those martial arts cheats in your head, these things are the real treasures."

"It's just a pity that there are so many classics in Fengzi Building, and I haven't been able to read many of them in the past three years. There are still many books here that I haven't read, but now I have to return them."

"In the remaining few days, there are still many things to do. I thought about it and finished the things in the academy today. After that, I won't come to Fufeng Academy."

Speaking of this, Tuoba Yue looked somewhat disappointed.

Bailifeng smiled and comforted:
"If you don't come, then I won't come here after today."

"As for the old man, Master, I'll treat him to a good drink one day, uh, but, I may not be able to accompany you later, I have to go to the place where I am employed to say hello."

Tuoba Yue smiled and said, "Don't worry, someone is coming to pick me up."

The two walked into the building.

Wang Anfeng came out of the inn, frowning, at this moment, Gongsun Jing's voice rang in his ears.

"Young master, news about Miss Meng..."

After a while, Wang Anfeng breathed a sigh of relief, as if the weight on his shoulders had finally been lifted at this moment, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After thinking about it, I never returned to the inn.

Instead, he went straight to the school palace, walking briskly, thinking in his heart, whether the wooden house at the school palace is still there, has it been lived in?
He walked quite slowly, and looked at the surrounding plants and trees with a kind of nostalgic ease. There was a shouting sound not far in front, and a strong man of a foreign race was sitting on the shaft of the car, flicking his whip.

The exotic horses pulling the cart roared and neighed, and a passing child seemed to be taken aback and fell to the ground.

Tuoba Yue sat in the carriage and returned the books borrowed from the academy, even her heart was empty.

With his eyes closed, he leaned back on the seat tiredly.

Farewell, Academy.

The curtain on the left side of the carriage was blown by the wind, and a young swordsman in a blue shirt passed by the side of the road against the direction of the carriage, leaning over to help a child up.

The curtain of the carriage fell, and the coachman whipped his whip.

The carriage galloped by, only to kick up dust on the road.

The boy on the side of the road straightened up, gently patted the dust on the child in front of him, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

The crowd on the side of the road is bustling.

This is an ordinary day.

PS; long chapter here...

　Thanks to Souying for the 500 starting coin, my female friend is Doyu’s 100 starting coin, Xia Chong also can be called Bing’s 100 starting coin, feng437’s 100 starting coin, thank you
　　
　　
　
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