Soft and cute female mage

Chapter 202 Childishness
The female cultivators didn't think anything of it when they listened to Changting's class for the first time, but the other students found that the content taught by Changting Master today was particularly boring.

Since Changtingjun came to Wuchenyuan, the lessons he taught were very different from those of the Master.

Changting has never taught the Four Books and Five Classics, and has always let the students read it themselves. Fang Ling privately thought that a cunning and cunning person like him might not understand those great principles, so it was normal for him not to be able to teach anything well. .

Therefore, the only way to get his teachings was in Taoism, even though he could explain and recite them as well as Master.

But most of the time, the theory in the book will be expanded to talk about the spiritual consciousness and the most basic art of refining and transforming qi. Because of the exposure to the application of the art, it became quite popular among students for a while.

But today, after half a day of Daoism class, there was no mention of magic techniques. The students thought about it, and it was probably because of the relationship between these new female cultivators.

They would either stare at Mr. Changting with a silly look on his face, or they would whisper to each other, without looking like any cultivators.

Seeing them acting like this, a group of students intuitively understood that the ancestral sect's regulations were indeed foresighted.It is estimated that Mr. Changting saw that his disciples were so undisciplined, and even if he taught it, it was like a chicken and a duck, so he simply didn't bother to teach anymore.

In contrast, Fang Ling seemed very diligent.

I heard that this month's quiz was based on the "South China Classic", so I dug out the entire "South China Classic" with seven inner chapters, 28 outer chapters, and fourteen miscellaneous chapters. .

Now he is holding an immortal notebook that he got from nowhere and studying the annotations on it word by word.

Xianyou was convinced of his original guess. If it weren't for the serious personal grudge between Fang Ling and Chang Tingjun, why would he still be staring at Fang Ling with an uncertain look until now.

As expected, Mr. Changting watched for a while, then put down the tea cup in his hand and walked slowly among the students as if nothing had happened, but stopped in front of Fang Ling alone.

I saw him casually picking up the notes that Fang Ling was studying and flipping through a few pages with interest. After flipping through the pages, he took it away without any intention of returning it until school was over.

Fang Ling didn't know, so: "?"

Targeting her so blatantly, don't you need to cover it up?
Changting really made no secret of it. After taking away her notes, within half a month he took away all the books donated by Xian Yue on Fang Ling's table.

Even if she really had no other choice, the two scriptures borrowed from Miaoqing and one annotation note borrowed from Xianyou were both taken away by Changting for no apparent reason.

Until this afternoon, there were only a few pages of manuscript paper left on Fang Ling's short table.

Seeing that more than half of this month has passed, I have been refining gas in the yard before, so the small test at the end of the month will be in vain again.

Although Xianyou repeatedly reminded her to treat the scriptures as if they were fed to dogs, she must not act rashly to ask for them, even if she is alone with Mr. Chang Ting in the school, she should be more careful, and don't be careless and follow in Xianfan's footsteps.

But Fang Ling always felt that even if it was the grudges of the grandparents, the matter was not certain.

Besides, he sweeps the floor himself when he asks him to sweep the floor, he serves tea when he asks him to serve tea, he obediently walks when he asks him to take a horse step, even if he sees him from a distance, he hides when he can, avoids when he can, and he is already Having swallowed his anger to such an extent, he actually wanted to force him even harder.

Is it her character to be bullied like this for no reason?

Besides, the monthly exam is coming soon. If I can't get any more charms, I'm afraid I won't be able to save enough silver charms to officially become a disciple even next year.

In the back hall of the Wuchen Courtyard, it happened that Yan Luo was here to chat with Mr. Chang Ting about chess pieces on the grounds of delivering the old lady the new fruit in the yard.Chang Ting didn't know where his mind was, he was holding a chess piece and knocking on the board again and again, very absent-minded.

Seeing Xianyao coming in, he said impatiently:

"If it's still the stuff that the female nuns gave me, I'll just deal with it myself and don't need to report it."

Yanluo Yingying smiled and said: "But how many new disciples have been accepted by Elder Changyu recently?"

Changting raised his hand and dropped it casually, without answering, and asked: "Can the real person tell you when he will be released from seclusion?"

Yan Luo Dafang replied:

"Grandpa is used to being casual, and sent people to deliver spices a few times during the retreat. It seems that he won't be able to get out of the retreat for a while."

Chang Ting raised his eyes, "Oh? When did Daoist people become so obsessed with refining incense?"

"You went up the mountain late. Maybe you don't know. Grandpa always eats fragrance like his life."

Changting replied with a thoughtful "Oh".

Seeing that Xianyao was still at ease, he asked, "Is there anything else?"

Xian Yao hesitated again and again, but replied truthfully:
"In addition to the female nuns who brought soup, Fang Ling was also outside the hall."

Hearing this, Changting became interested. He straightened up and an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He said to himself with interest, "She is very calm and can hold on until now."

Fang Ling was quite surprised to see Yan Luo. It turned out that the two were very close as rumors said, but luckily she took what she said that day as truth.

Chang Ting sat on the soft bed, did not get up, but raised his eyes slightly, and said:
"What kind of soup did you make?"

"Soup? What soup?"

Fang Ling looked at Xian Yao inexplicably, his eyes full of doubts.

Could it be that Chang Ting has this hobby, whenever he sees him, he must cook a cup of soup first?No wonder the female nuns outside the courtyard were either carrying food boxes or soup cups.

Seeing this, Chang Ting straightened his face, sat up straight and said:
"It's not the soup delivery? What's the matter?"

Fang Ling felt annoyed, thinking, could it be that you still don't know?But his mouth couldn't be so direct, he just lowered his eyes and said:

"The disciple is stupid. I don't know what happened to offend the uncle. The uncle took away all the student's homework notes. If it is not a big mistake, the disciple has to face the monthly exam, so please return it to the uncle."

Hearing this, Changting said provocatively as if nothing had happened:
"Which one is Master You?"

Because Fang Ling got the apprenticeship order, even though there was no official ceremony of apprenticeship, everyone in the palace was very shrewd. They knew that they couldn't treat her as an outsider, and they should treat her like a disciple in terms of title.

Not wanting Changting to fall into trouble, he made things difficult on purpose.

Fang Ling said unconvinced:
"At the first pass of Choming Pond, all the elders have testified. Lord Changting also personally sent people to return the disciple order. Now do you want to go back on your word?"

"You and I know very well how I took the test and how you passed the exam regarding Choming Pond. Not to mention how you took advantage of the situation, so what if I regret it today?"

Fang Ling had never seen such a cheeky person before, but he didn't see his true face clearly earlier, so he unconsciously spoke with a bit of air:
"Mr. Changting is in a high position, so he can break his promise if he wants to. But no matter whether you admit your identity as my disciple or not, you have to return my books and notes right now."

"Unfortunately, those books of yours were lost by Xian Yao."

"All lost?"

Fang Ling looked at Xianyao who was standing quietly beside him in surprise.

Xian Yao obviously didn't expect that this pot would be thrown on his head. However, he couldn't refute his master's face in front of others, so he had to grit his teeth and endure it.

"It's just a mere note, forcibly attaching it. It's childish and ridiculous. If you lose it, you lose it, and you even made a special trip to ask for it."

Fang Ling hates this kind of person who is arrogant when he is clearly wrong. He has been suffocating for a while, but now he can't hold it anymore anyway, and said indignantly:

"You are truly childish and ridiculous by using the clumsy methods of a three-year-old child!"

After finishing speaking, he wanted to turn around and say goodbye.But he heard the guy behind him say calmly:
"There is another book here that I have annotated, but since you think I am naive and ridiculous, you probably won't need it..."

Fang Ling's character has always been that, at best, he knows how to adapt and doesn't accept death, but at worst, he doesn't have much backbone.Upon hearing this, he immediately turned around and grabbed the book, glared at the man and said:
"You lost my book, and I deserve a copy!"

After all, he was afraid that the guy would catch up, and he would fly out of the house.

Seeing that Fang Ling made such a fuss about Changting, Yan Luo had no intention of continuing to play chess, so he got up and said goodbye tactfully.

Inside the hall, Chang Ting held a chess piece and looked at it for a long while before he said in displeasure:

"She actually said that I am more naive than Xianyue..."

Xian Yao tidied up the chessboard, glanced at Changting and said sullenly, "They're all childish and ridiculous!"

The chess piece in Changting's hand fell to the ground, staring at Xianyao in surprise, "Did you say 'all'?"

Xian Yao bent down and picked up the chess pieces on the ground, put them back into the jar, and quickly walked out the door with the chessboard in hand.

I heard Chang Ting behind me say in surprise: "Is it still ridiculous?"

Changting originally thought that children should no longer be spanked after the age of six or seven. It was his good fortune to understand the truth and be able to do something, and it was also his good fortune to not understand the truth and not be able to hold up the wall.

Looking at it now, I must have been wrong. For someone like Xianyao, maybe it would be more realistic to beat him up in the end.

(End of this chapter)