I am in Douluo, and the female pope uses me as her first love substitute.

Chapter 3 Bibi Dong: Call the teacher quickly
  morning.

A carriage slowly drove up from the gate of Notting City. On the carriage sat an old man and a young man, it was Old John and Wang Zhao.

After conducting routine inspections with passers-by, they entered the city of Notting.

"Xiao Zhao, how are you? Notting City is much more lively than our village."

"Yes."

While the two were chatting, Old John led them around and introduced them.

"This is the blacksmith shop..."

"This is the hotel, where we will stay tonight..."

"here it is……"

"Grandpa John, why are you so familiar with Notting City?"

Walking on the street, Wang Zhao asked casually.

"Haha, grandpa was also young. He liked to walk around at that time, and naturally he became more knowledgeable."

When Old John heard this, he smiled and wiped his beard, seeming a little proud.

"Oh."

Wang Zhao blinked, suddenly stopped, and looked somewhere strangely. After finding nothing, he continued to follow Old John.

What Wang Zhao didn't know was that there were actually two black figures standing there, watching him from a distance. The two seemed to be talking about something, and one of the black figures quickly fled into the distance, which was the direction of Shihun Village...

Not long after, Old John led Wang Zhao to the entrance of Notting College.

Because the two of them were standing across the street looking at each other and did not go directly to the courtyard gate, there was no typical mockery happening.

Wang Zhao looked at the tall arch, and then looked at the scenery inside through the iron fence, and couldn't help but think that this junior soul master academy should be much more luxurious than a certain Shrek.

The two of them walked around until noon.

After Old John took Wang Zhao to have lunch, he first arranged for Wang Zhao to rest in a hotel by himself, while he went out to buy some construction items needed by the village.

Sitting in the dormitory, Wang Zhao had nothing to do, and planned to use his soul power to summon Luo Sanpao, oh no, it was Jin Lin, and continue to study this magical martial spirit.

As an ordinary person in his previous life, he was not too interested in researching this kind of supernatural power.

At this time, a black shadow appeared silently behind Wang Zhao.

Wang Zhao seemed to feel something, his hands froze in front of him, and he subconsciously wanted to turn around to investigate, but suddenly he felt someone hit him on the back of his neck, his vision went dark, and he passed out.

The black shadow held Wang Zhao, looked around calmly, and left in a flash, hugging Wang Zhao.

……

I don’t know how much time passed.

When Wang Zhao opened his eyes again, the surroundings were already unfamiliar. He was lying on a large white bed, and he vaguely saw a tall pink-haired woman sitting next to him.

Before he could see her face clearly, Wang Zhao felt that the world was upside down, yin and yang were in chaos, and he was about to faint again.

Damn it...who are you...don't let me know who you are, otherwise you will never get any good results from me in the future!

Wang Zhao thought fiercely in his heart, but he still couldn't resist the sleepiness and managed to listen to a few words before fainting.

"Your Highness the Saint, how do you need me to hypnotize this child?"

"Just don't make too much noise when he wakes up. Well, from now on, I will be his teacher."

"Your Highness, his innate soul power is only..."

"Ignore this, or do you want to question my decision?"

"I don't dare, but how does His Highness, His Majesty the Pope, plan to explain it?"

"Just don't let him know."

"My subordinate understands."

"..."

With colorful as a barrier, it is a realm full of illusions.

Wang Zhao opened his eyes and saw the figure of Old John not far away.

"Grandpa John, where are you taking me?"

Wang Zhao asked subconsciously.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Wang Zhao lowered his head, and a trace of surprise flashed through the chaos in his eyes.     This is a dream!
  In other words, it is a dream-like illusion!

Wang Zhao's consciousness was extremely clear at this moment.

If you want to ask how he was able to awaken and discover, then you have to mention his previous life.

For a long time in his previous life, Wang Zhao was extremely keen on "lucid dreaming", which was to use special methods to awaken himself in dreams, stabilize his emotions while ensuring that the dream would not collapse, and then become an "omnipotent God".

He is very familiar with this illusory yet real feeling. This is probably why his sixth sense in this life is particularly sensitive, or his mental power is much higher than that of ordinary people.

Of course, there may also be reasons why the soul master who hypnotized him was not very strong or did not use his full strength. Otherwise, Wang Zhao, a six-year-old child who had only awakened his martial soul for a short time, would not be able to see through the tricks from the soul master no matter what. Fantasy soul skills.

Although he was wary, Wang Zhao did not act rashly.

At this time, the voice of "Old John" came.

"Xiao Zhao, I will take you to find your teacher."

"my teacher?"

Wang Zhao looked confused. He was not pretending. He was really confused at the moment.

Who is he? He's a shrimp head, and he wants to be his teacher before he even details his identity.

Even if he dies as a waste and dies in the Soul Beast Forest, he will never...

"Yes, she is a powerful, beautiful, and kind soul master. Grandpa is leaving, so your teacher will take care of you from now on."

"Huh? She??"

Old John's figure gradually disappeared, replaced by a vague silhouette in the distance.

Wang Zhao looked over.

The beautiful shadow gradually became clear again.

……

The illusion disappears unconsciously.

The spiritual soul master who originally hypnotized Wang Zhao had quietly left. In the clean room, only Wang Zhao, who was rubbing his eyes and waking up, and the tall woman sitting opposite him were left.

"teacher……"

Wang Zhao looked like he was awake, shouting to the woman unconsciously, but secretly checking her identity.

I saw that although the woman was wearing a mask that covered the upper half of her face, it could be seen from the delicate chin that she must have a beautiful face under the mask. Her light pink hair was casually hanging around her head, and she was wearing conservative uniforms and long attire. The skirt further highlights her beauty and extraordinaryness.

After hearing Wang Zhao's name for her, the woman suddenly fell silent for some reason. The folded cover in her hand recorded the detailed information of "Wang Zhao...orphan...Shihun Village...biological parents...ancestors...", and then Looking at him, her eyes were filled with happiness and a bit of complexity as she said:
  "Hello, my name is...Wang Dong'er. Well, we can be considered the same family."

"Wang Dong'er...teacher."

Wang Zhao shouted, his expression turned vaguely weird.

"Ah."

The woman nodded, and then said concisely: "As you know, I am a soul master. I will teach you martial soul cultivation in the next few days, but we don't actually spend much time together."

"Because I am quite busy, I will arrange for the servants in this courtyard to teach you the basic knowledge of martial arts when I am away. They are also soul masters, and they are more than enough to teach you."

"...This courtyard will be your place to live in the future. If you need anything, you can tell me at any time. Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"I want to know where this place is."

When Wang Zhao asked this question, he already had a rough answer in his mind.

The woman looked at him deeply.

"The holy land of soul masters, Wuhun City."

really!

Not long after, the woman suddenly said goodbye and left. Looking at her beautiful back, Wang Zhao's face was filled with uncertainty.

Wuhun City...Her Royal Highness the Saint...Wang Dong'er?

Or should I call you...

Bibi Dong? !

　Oh ho, I changed two maps in a row, so it’s just me.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)