Passerby A, she's on top again

Chapter 13: Close the Door and Release the Villains (Thirteen): The Master-Servant Contract
The trials in the secret realm, both mentally and physically, have strengthened people, and after mastering the exercises at night, they will get a qualitative improvement.

Early the next morning, He Jinchuan woke up refreshed. After washing up, he picked up the white fox that was still sleeping soundly on the bed.

As soon as he walked out of the courtyard, he saw a dying person lying at the gate of the courtyard, he would surely die if he let it go.

He Jinchuan didn't want to save people, but if he allowed this person to die at the entrance of the yard, if people from Zuofengshan found out, he would inevitably be punished.

The two thick black eyebrows on the young man's mediocre face were tightened. He lifted his clothes and squatted down in front of the man, rummaged through the mustard space, found a spiritual grass found in the secret realm, and fed it to the disciple. Just leave and go to Zongtang.

As for what will happen to this disciple in the future, he doesn't care at all, as long as he doesn't die here.

The Zongtang is located in Qingyun Mountain. All inner disciples go to the Zongtang to listen to the lectures of their seniors on the first day of each month, while Wangri studies in their respective divisions. Disciples of Nianri Lingyunzong can arrange their own time.

He Jinchuan received his own token of listening to the hall at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, and found the hall where he listened to according to what the disciple said.

When the youth arrived, there were already more than a dozen people in the classroom, all of whom were new disciples. They gathered together to whisper excitedly, full of curiosity and longing for the future.

He Jinchuan found a corner seat, and no one noticed him when he sat there.

Simu woke up when He Jinchuan went to Qingyun Mountain, and when He Jinchuan sat down, she jumped out of He Jinchuan's arms and landed on the table to squat down.

The little fox raised his head, straightened his back, curled his tail under his feet, and looked like a good student.

It's not that Simu loves to study, the main thing is that listening to the lectures helps to transform.

Today is also a day for the fox to work hard to transform into form.

It is normal for cultivators to raise spiritual pets, and the white fox did not attract the attention of others.

He Jinchuan stared at Baihu amusedly and then ignored her. He opened the brand-new scroll beside the table, and put it down helplessly after a while. He was imprisoned in the Demon Tower at the age of five and had never learned to read or write.

Sim Mu also leaned over, his furry head pressed against the back of the villain's hand.

The villain is illiterate, but Simu can.

Seeing the villain put down the scroll, she immediately picked up the scroll and looked at it in a pleasant surprise.

The little fox in front of him looked more like a student than himself. He Jinchuan stretched out his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose. He held the two paws of the white fox holding the scroll and said in a low voice: "Xiaobai can read? How about teaching me?"

At this time, Simu's whole fox was surrounded by the villain, she nodded with some complacency, and the tail behind her swung happily, sweeping against the villain's chin.

He Jinchuan has always known that the little fox is smart, although she can be silly sometimes, he let go of his left hand and attached it to the top of the white fox's head as soon as he moved his eyes.

Sim Mu's head felt cold, and he didn't pay much attention to it. The next second, the villain's voice rang out in horror: "I will ask Xiaobai to teach me in the future."

How did the voice of the villain get into her mind? ! !

The white fox's black eyes were wide open, and he looked back at the young man in shock.

The voice in Sim Mu's mind was not the dull and rough male voice of his disciple Li Xin, but the villain's original voice, which was deep, hoarse and magnetic.

It's a bit nice, but it still scares the fox!
The expression on the little fox's face is always wonderful. He Jinchuan likes to watch the little fox's changing face. His laughing voice reappeared in the little fox's mind: "I have formed a simple master-servant contract on you, so easy communication."

For He Jinchuan, the little white fox will be his spiritual pet sooner or later.

Master and servant contract!

Simu shuddered, she didn't want to be a spiritual pet, she wanted to be a master, could she contract a villain to be a beast pet?

The little fox froze, not noticing the slightly raised left eyebrow of the young man, not to mention that after signing the master-servant contract, He Jinchuan could hear everything in her mind.

The little fox was easy to knead. He Jinchuan applied a little force with both hands, deforming the fox's face. His voice echoed in Simu's mind: "Xiaobai, teach me how to read."

"Squeak!" Can't you?Forget it, for the sake of going through life and death, hmph, let's refrain from doing so.

The villain's voice was too sweet, even though it was in his head, Sim Mu couldn't help shaking his ears, turned his head to look at the scroll with a serious face.

Sim Mu, who controls voice and appearance, has reconsidered whether to have a poisonous villain or not. She is afraid that she will be tempted.

Fortunately, her task was to watch the protagonist's ascension, and the process did not follow the requirements, but the focus was on the result, and it would be a big deal to get some points.

Being a passer-by is different from a counter-attack tasker. For a passer-by who doesn't have any system, the points are useless at all.

He Jinchuan has a very good memory. There are about [-] words on the scroll, and he recognized them all after Sim Mu said it once.

After reading the characters, He Jinchuan took out the volume from Simu's Fox Claw and studied it carefully, which is typical of ruthlessness in pulling out the X.

The white fox looked at the back of the scroll pitifully, and wanted to scratch it with his paw.

The most important thing is that people are more popular than others. Thinking back to when she finished kindergarten and only recognized 24 pinyin, she only learned a few simple new words in the first grade, but the villain memorized all the words on the scroll in less than a few minutes.

Jealousy made Simu want to silence, the protagonist can be awesome, why is the villain so defiant?

In fact, He Jinchuan didn't read the content on the scroll. The little fox's little head was too active, which made him unable to concentrate.

Eyes moved slightly, He Jinchuan chose to block the little fox's active and weird thoughts.

Two minutes before the Master entered the lecture hall, a thin figure rushed in. He sat down beside He Jinchuan, panting heavily, and his face showed the relaxation of the rest of his life.

With the appearance of this person, He Jinchuan smelled a faint smell of blood, and glanced at it from the corner of his eye. He didn't expect it to be the person outside the courtyard in the morning. He looked away. He Jinchuan didn't want to have any contact with anyone in Zuofengshan.

He Jinchuan didn't want to pay attention to that disciple, but after the disciple calmed down, he looked at He Jinchuan.

Li Xin's face was too ordinary, the kind that would never be found again if thrown in the crowd, and most of the people sitting in the corner of the back seat were lonely or disliked by everyone.

The gaze from He Jinchuan's face unconsciously turned to the white fox lying on the table. As soon as the disciple's eyes lit up, he reached out to touch it: "Brother, is this your spiritual pet? It's so cute."

The raised hand was blocked by the other hand, He Jinchuan pinched the back of the white fox's neck and lifted her to the other side of the table to avoid the other party touching her, and at the same time said coldly: "He doesn't like strangers."

The young man Cancan withdrew his hand, seeing that the other party didn't want to talk to him, but the other party didn't have any malice and he couldn't help but want to make friends: "My name is Lu Sheng, I don't know the name of my senior brother?"

Just at this time, Ling Yunzong's master entered the lecture hall, and everyone was sitting upright.

The master walked to the long desk directly in front of him, put down the two bound books in his hand, looked down at the dozens of students, restrained his coercion, and said, "From today onwards, I will be your lecturer from now on, my name is Qing Lingzi."

Qinglingzi is also the Daoist Qingling of Zuofeng Mountain, with a cultivation base of Yuanying stage.

After briefly introducing himself, Qing Lingzi quickly entered the main topic of the lecture hall. With a glance of his sharp gaze, the opening chapter was an introduction for cultivators.

"You all came to Lingyun Sect to practice, so why practice?"

Qing Lingzi looked around the hall, and the disciples tensed up thinking about how to answer if they were drawn.

Simu felt that gaze fell on her, and the fear of being questioned by the head teacher made her scalp explode.

The next second was Qing Lingzi's lingering voice: "Li Xin, tell me why you cultivate immortality?"

(End of this chapter)