This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

What An Ling didn't expect was that Ouyang Yu's first words were that he couldn't pay back the money. At this moment, the rumors about him were completely confirmed.

An Ling asked cautiously: "Ouyang Yu, who do you think I am?"

Ouyang Yu then raised his head, and after recognizing An Ling, he turned his head away in shame, trying to pretend that he didn't know her, and even turned around and left.

Seeing him like this, An Ling felt a little sorry for him and didn't call him. Unexpectedly, the enthusiastic Xia Wanrou had already said, "Ouyang Yu, you even want to cheat a little girl of her money! How did you become like this!"

Ouyang Yu did not look back. He paused for a long time before answering in a hoarse voice: "I have never changed. It's only you spectators who have changed!" He walked straight into the dormitory without paying any more attention to the two of them.

"Alas." Xia Wanrou shook her head and sighed, "Let's go, it seems like he won't pay attention to us for a while."

An Ling was a little curious about what Xia Wanrou meant. She asked, "Sister Xia, why do you say he has changed? Wasn't he like this before?"

As Xia Wanrou and An Ling walked out, they explained to her, "He is really a remarkable man. He was born in a humble family, but he is very studious. In the entrance examination, he won first place in both the Enlightenment of the Moral Academy and the Mechanical Practice of the Science Academy, beating out many geniuses. Even in the history of the academy, such an outstanding person is rare. Originally, everyone had high hopes for him and believed that he would become a pillar of Daxuan."

"But I didn't expect that in the first year after entering the school, he began to frantically borrow money from other classmates and even the teacher. Seeing that he was so outstanding, everyone lent him money, but he couldn't pay it back at all. When asked why he needed so much money, he wouldn't tell me! Just like that, slowly everyone stopped believing in him. Seeing that he couldn't borrow money in the academy, he went to seek help from the playboys, hoping to get money from the young master."

An Ling nodded secretly. It turned out that he and the fat young master had such a relationship. No wonder, the other members of the foursome should also be the young master's playmates.

Xia Wanrou shook her head and sighed. It was really regrettable that a genius would degenerate. "It seems that people will change. Even if they are lucky enough to pass the enlightenment of the Moral Academy, their true character will eventually be exposed."

An Ling asked, "Doesn't anyone know why he borrowed the money? The whereabouts of such a large sum of money shouldn't be a secret, right? And the teachers in the academy don't care?"

"I don't know about that. I just heard it from others."

"Okay, thank you Sister Xia."

After An Ling said goodbye to Xia Wanrou, she thought about it and felt that Ouyang Yu was a very interesting person. She would definitely ask him in person when she found a suitable opportunity next time.

"The dean is back! Everyone go back quickly!" A student ran back in a hurry, shouting loudly. Everyone scattered like birds and beasts, quickly returned to their seats and began to study hard.

An Ling didn't know whether to leave or not, so she stood aside and waited for the dean to come back.

"Why are you here?" The headmaster looked at An Ling strangely.

An Ling smiled awkwardly and replied, "Uh, well, I was just passing by."

The headmaster waved his hand, signaling the other teachers to go back to their homes, and said to An Ling, "You, come with me."

"Oh, OK!" An Ling took over the responsibility of supporting the headmaster from Zheng Boshan and asked, "Headmaster, how come everyone disappeared when I got up today? What were you doing just now?"

"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. It won't do you any good!" The headmaster snorted coldly and did not answer.

To be honest, An Ling was still a little afraid of him. After all, the headmaster was too serious. Seeing this, she stopped asking questions and carefully helped the headmaster walk.

After a long while, the headmaster asked angrily, "Why don't you speak?"

"Uh, this isn't..." You told me to stop talking...

An Ling quickly changed her words and said, "I just want to help you wholeheartedly!"

The air pressure near the mountain has dropped significantly, and it seems that the mountain is in a bad mood.

Seeing this, Han Fu tried to smooth things over by saying, "Little An Ling, the headmaster's birthday is in six days. Do you want to prepare some gifts?"

An Ling cried out, she was in such a hurry on the road that she forgot to prepare a gift for the headmaster!

The headmaster snorted coldly, "What are you preparing for? Just wait until she comes!" Then he looked at An Ling seriously and said, "I'll help you heal your illness later."

An Ling was excited. Her Dantian was finally saved. It was really great! She quickly thanked him, "Thank you, Shanzhang. Thank you, Shanzhang!"

"Don't call me Shanzhang, it sounds awkward." Shanzhang said, "You are Xiahui's disciple, so just call me Shigong."

"Okay, thank you, Master!"

As they were talking, several people had already entered the house. Dean Li Mo sat on the couch, gasped violently for a few times, and then began to cough. Han Fu and Zheng Boshan, who were standing beside him, hurriedly brought him tea.

"Sit down!" Li Mo said.

An Ling didn't understand, but she still sat down opposite him. Li Mo glared at her and said angrily, "Slippers! Cross your legs! Don't you even know how to do this?"

Han Fu explained to An Ling: "Headmaster, this is An Ling's first time here after all. It's normal for her not to understand. Don't be angry."

"I don't!"

An Ling sat down with an apologetic smile. She actually didn't feel anything about these ancient rules and regulations. No one had asked her to do these things before, so she just let it go. She didn't expect that the headmaster was so strict.

But there is another strange thing. Why did the headmaster ask me to call him "Master", but Master Han called him "Headmaster"? Logically speaking, aren't Master Han and Master Zheng disciples of the headmaster? Shouldn't they be called "Master" or "Mr."?

An Ling thought about it for a long time, and finally the opportunity to repair her Dantian came.

Han Fu spread out a piece of white paper on the table. Zheng Boshan handed Li Mo a brush. Dean Li Mo held the pen with a solemn expression. He showed great respect for the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. He put ink on the paper and wrote with one continuous stroke, drawing out the entire intricate formation diagram. His technique was truly superb.

He shouted softly, "Get up!" He tapped the table with his left hand, and the paper flew up and hovered in front of him. Then Li Mo took the pen and tapped the paper lightly, and the pattern on the paper actually flew through the paper and flew directly to An Ling!

He warned in a cold voice: "Visualize your Dantian in your mind, and use this formation to drive your Dantian to operate and repair itself!"

An Ling closed her eyes and silently felt the Dantian in her lower abdomen. She "saw" with her mind's eye that her Dantian was shattered. The carrier that once contained infinite spiritual energy was broken into dozens of pieces, floating in the interior of her body like ruins.

Suddenly, the ink-made formation appeared in the ruins. It started to rotate slowly, and then faster and faster, driving the surrounding "fragments" and making them slowly "glue" together!

After an unknown amount of time, Dantian actually returned to its previous state without a single crack! The formation finally stopped and turned into inky mist and dissipated.

An Ling suddenly opened her eyes, raised her hand and shouted: "Bring the Xiangzhu Sword!" The Xiangzhu Sword in the room vibrated buzzingly, then it came out of its sheath by itself, turned into a stream of light, flew out of the window, and went straight into An Ling's hands!