Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

"Well, thank you, old man." Rong Shen said thanks. When the old man turned and left, she raised her hand and knocked on the door of the yard.

Without letting Rong Shen and Cheng xiuduo wait, someone came to open the door.

It was an old woman who opened the door. When she saw Rongshen and Chengxiu, she didn't ask them what they were doing. She leaned in and let them go, saying, "the dean is in there."

"Thank you very much." Rong Shen thanks the old woman and leads Cheng Xiu in.

The yard is not big, so you can see the man sitting under the tree writing as soon as you step in.

The dean is nearly middle-aged, with a beard, a cotton dress, a cape and a sleeve.

Although it's early spring, it's still cold. When he speaks, he will breathe white fog. Everyone wants to stay in the room. The Dean just raises his sleeve and writes in the yard. His hands are red with cold, but he doesn't feel it.

Rongshen leads Cheng Xiu to the past. Instead of making a sound immediately, he looks down. When the Dean has finished writing the picture, he puts down his pen and turns to look at it.

"What's the matter with the young lady?" The president asked with a smile.

It's totally different from the serious way I just wrote.

Rong Shen pushed Cheng Xiu forward and said, "I'll send my brother to school."

She repeated Cheng Xiu's situation. She only said that Cheng Xiu had a fever when he was young and was not in urgent need of treatment, so his mind was much smaller than that of his peers. She took Cheng Xiu to buzhoucheng yesterday and brought him to school today.

After hearing what Rong Shen and Cheng Xiu said, the Dean touched his beard and thought for a while. He looked up at Rong Shen and said, "there are no students like your brother in the Academy."

After a pause, he saw that Rong Shen's face remained unchanged, and his eyes flashed with surprise. Then he continued: "however, I think your brother's eyes are clean. Since he wants to learn, we, as elders, have no reason not to teach him."

It's time to go.

Rong Shen laughed, pulled Cheng Xiu's sleeve and said in a soft voice, "Cheng Xiu, thank you."

Cheng Xiu was obedient. After learning Rong Shen's appearance, he folded his hands and bent over to say, "Cheng Xiu, thank you to the president."

"Good boy, get up." With a smile, the Dean went forward and reached for Cheng Xiu's arm. After he stood up straight, he looked at Rong Shen and asked, "when are you going to let Cheng Xiu come to class?"

"Tomorrow." Rong Shen said: "yesterday I came in a hurry. I didn't prepare a lot of things. I'll take him to prepare things later and send him to school tomorrow."

Naturally, the Dean agreed, and called someone to take Rongshen and Chengxiu to register.

When Rong Shen takes Cheng Xiu by the hand and leaves, the Dean seems to suddenly think of it and hesitates to ask: "is the girl going to let your brother live in the Academy, or..."

"Since he is also a student in the Academy, he naturally has to abide by the rules of the Academy." Rong Shen has considered this problem for a long time.

All the students in the Academy sleep in the Academy, eat and live here, and have two days' holiday every half month to let the students go home.

Rong Shen thought carefully about letting Cheng Xiu live and eat in the Academy like others.

Cheng Xiu's mind is much smaller than that of his peers, but it doesn't mean that his mind has always been so small. His body and age are growing, and his mind is growing, just a lot slower.

Now that Cheng Xiu is eleven, he will be crowned in a few years, and when he grows up, he will have the life that ordinary people want to live.

Rong deeply thinks that when Cheng Xiu gets married and has a son, she will leave, or protect him in the dark. When he gets through this life as grandma Cheng Xiu wishes, she will concentrate on looking for her memory stone.