After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 5 The Academy
Shen Qingyi wanted to take a look inside Fangshi, and see if there was any good way.

Along the way, I found that the little money in her hand was really useless.

Walking around, many merchants, seeing that she is a mortal doll without any spiritual power, glanced at her and stopped looking at her any more.

After all, Shen Qingyi did not find any useful solution.

But she didn't give up either. Now, the inner circle of Zedizong's handyman peak can't get in, let alone the outer door and inner door.

Only that square market, she can go and have a look.

So I would get up early every day after that, and then go to Fangshi for a walk.

The square market is huge, although she was tired every time she walked back and forth, Shen Qingyi did not stop.

While Shen Qingyi was looking for opportunities, he also regarded this as a kind of physical exercise.

With a thin and small body and a sallow face, he shuttled through the crowd.

And on the ninth day of Shen Qingyi's repeated repetitions, she discovered an interesting and useful place.

In the east of Fang City, there is a teaching place similar to an academy. At first, she was attracted by the sound of reading inside.

In today's world of cultivating immortals, martial power is advocated, cultivation is emphasized, and there are jade slips with spiritual consciousness, but there are few places where people can learn to read.

As for the academy located in the east, there are special teachers who give lectures.

Shen Qingyi deliberately stayed around the academy for a long time, but actually heard a lot of news about that academy.

The academy is not big, and the sound of reading she heard came from the periphery of the academy.

The inside of the academy is a place dedicated to teaching spells, and only the outside is a place dedicated to teaching children who are enlightened.

The students enrolled range from three to five years old.

With her body, no one taught her since she was a child, except that she can't speak very much, and she can't read at all.

And although she has the memory of the previous life, the characters in this world are different from the characters in the previous life.

She is now illiterate.

Shen Qingyi felt that to better integrate into this world, reading and writing is indispensable.

Shen Qingyi lingered for a long time, every day outside the outer wall of the academy, listening to the melodious sound of reading inside, learning something with difficulty.

Maybe God felt that she was too pitiful, and finally at the corner of an academy, she found a place that looked like a dog's hole.

As soon as Shen Qing looked at the dog hole, he frowned.

Without much hesitation, he pulled up his sleeves, lowered his body, and walked towards the dog hole.

Passing through the narrow dog hole, the world in front of you is suddenly enlightened.

The sound of reading, which had been blurred for a long time, became clearer.

Shen Qingyi carefully got up from the ground, and patted the dust off his clothes.

Next to a hidden corner, secretly looking at a group of little radish heads who are studying not far away.

In an open house, there are probably more than 30 little dolls in it.

The teacher who teaches is an old man with gray hair.

The scroll in the old man's hand covered half of his face, and his exposed eyes were half-closed, and he didn't pay much attention to the children below.

And the little dolls who are studying are mostly out of a state of not being distracted.

In this world where martial arts and immortal cultivation are prevalent, they have been indoctrinated with the knowledge of the strong since childhood.

Only by cultivating immortals well will there be a way out in the future. These literacy and word breaks are all for the purpose of knowing a few words, so as not to encounter some ancient books and miss the opportunity, as long as they can be used.

If you take this as real, then you are a fool.

Shen Qingyi hid in the corner and listened seriously.

The old man kept his head down all the time, but it was the book boy who was serving beside him, helping to manage and explaining a thing or two from time to time.

At noon, the little dolls who hadn't bigu left one after another and went to the cafeteria inside the academy to eat.

Only the old man who still hangs his head is left.

The scroll in the old man's hand has not been flipped all morning.

As soon as Shen Qing heard a slight cooing sound coming from his stomach, he couldn't help but patted his stomach.

Glancing at the deserted lobby, he thought that he would not give any more lectures for a while.

Mimi quietly crawled out of the dog hole again.

The hustle and bustle of the street sounded in his ears, and Shen Qing let out a breath.

Following the memory when I came here in the morning, I found a small shop selling buns.

I asked the aunt for two buns.

The warm steamed stuffed buns are fragrant, and the already hungry stomach seems to be even hungrier.

(End of this chapter)