When the beauty of cultivation enters the infinite live broadcast

"You don't have to go to the other public classrooms. I've checked them. Believe it or not, it's up to you."

Hua Meng pushed his wheelchair and prepared to go out. He was in a foreign language class. The most special thing about this class was that there would be no patrolling teachers to observe.

He was almost free on the first floor, but the class was small, with only 20 students, so there was a high probability that he would be called on by the teacher during class.

Hua Meng had already discovered the rusty key, but with his limited mobility, exploring on his own would be a hassle. It would be much better to put on a show, letting the other players take it while he reaped the rewards. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

After Hua Meng left, Lian Wu sat in a chair and thought about the credibility of Hua Meng's words.

Logically speaking, Hua Meng had no reason to lie to them. For high-level players, they entered low-level dungeons just for props or to accept tasks.

During his days off, Lianwu checked Huameng's profile. It showed that Huameng rarely accepted quests, with the exception of a flower delivery quest from an NPC during last year's annual celebration. Huameng excelled at giving orders, disdained to lie about minor matters, and possessed countless defensive and escape tools.

His most commonly used prop is a magic blind box. It is said that he can take out random props from it every time he uses it. They may be some of the most useless daily necessities, or they may be high-end props, but Hua Meng can always use them to the extreme.

Such talents, not to mention those big guilds want to recruit, even Lianwu wants to make friends with them. Not wanting to join other guilds does not mean that Lianwu does not want to form his own team.

At present, they have no conflict of interest with Huameng, which is a good start.

Feng Ling, who saw what Lian Wu was thinking, took the initiative to say, "Let's go to the public classroom on the third floor."

There were still two minutes left before the get out of class ended, so they waited until the get out of class ended before going upstairs. They mixed in with the crowd and went upstairs in front of the patrolling teacher.

They didn't go directly into the public classroom. There were other players in the corridor at that time, and they were not interested in sharing information with so many people.

As soon as the class bell rang, the two of them took advantage of the crowd to quickly enter 304 and then closed the door.

This classroom is also relatively new. There is a round clock hanging right above the blackboard. The sound of the ticking hands is particularly obvious in the empty classroom.

The window on the other side was not closed, and the wind from outside blew in, blowing up the curtains and making them dance wildly in the air.

From time to time, there were some hoarse bird calls outside, and moonlight poured in through the window, and from time to time a few black shadows flashed by.

When they walked into the classroom, it was as if they had entered another space. The outside was surprisingly quiet, but the sound of the wind and the ticking of the pointer was louder.

The blackboard in front was not locked, and the computer screen was black. The power had been cut off long ago because it had not been used for a month.

"Da da…"

The footsteps of Lian Wu and Feng Ling echoed in the classroom, and each footstep seemed to strike at their hearts, tugging at their heartstrings.

Feng Ling carefully scanned the surrounding environment with a flashlight. Although the layout was no different from other public classrooms, it gave him a feeling of unease.

“Da…da…da…da…”

A sound of footsteps that did not belong to them was heard. Lian Wu reacted immediately and stood still. He felt that the footsteps were behind him, and when he stopped, the footsteps also stopped.

When Feng Ling realized something was wrong, he pretended nothing happened. After Lian Wu stopped, he suddenly turned around and shone the flashlight at Lian Wu.

A figure clearly appeared behind Lian Wu, and Feng Ling's pupils dilated instantly.

The figure was pale, his eyes hollow, and he was wearing a blue and white school uniform. His face was covered in purple bruises, and his uniform was stained with blood. He stood motionless behind Lian Wu, and even after being discovered, he made no other move.

Lian Wu tried to take a step forward, and the figure behind him also took a step forward, like a puppet.

Lian Wu tried to take a few steps forward, and after finding that the figure posed no threat to them, Lian Wu turned around and faced the figure.

"who are you?"

Lian Wu tried to communicate with him, but the figure was stunned for a moment, tilted his head as if thinking, then shook his head, and spoke in a slow pace as if he had just learned to speak.

"I…I don't…remember."

Lian Wu was happy to see that they could communicate. Maybe he could get some information from this figure.

"Do you know why you are here?"

"Yuan...told me...to wait for her...here...but she didn't come...yes...yes..."

After the figure finished speaking haltingly, he danced with his hands excitedly, as if he wanted to describe something.

Feng Ling directly moved a chair and sat opposite him, frowning as he watched him gesture.

The figure waved his hands left and right, then pushed forward.

Lian Wu tentatively guessed, "Can it fly?"

The figure hurriedly shook his head, making some strange inarticulate noises, gesturing faster with his hands, looking anxious.

"push?"

The figure nodded hurriedly, then repeated the previous action, hoping they could guess it.

However, after the two of them guessed several moves in succession, the figure seemed to give up communicating and squatted in the corner without moving.

No matter how Feng Ling shone the flashlight on his face, the figure ignored them, as if blocking them and ignoring their actions.

Feng Ling's mouth couldn't help but twitch, "Does he dislike us?"

"Hmm...it seems so."

This was the first time in Lian Wu's hundreds of years of life that he was treated with such disdain.

Feng Ling never thought that one day he would be disliked by an NPC. If this matter were to get out, he would lose all face.

Seeing that he could not get any information out of the figure, Lian Wu did not insist any longer and continued to explore the public classroom.

After this, the original terrifying atmosphere disappeared and their exploration became much faster.

Feng Ling found an exquisite folding fan on the bookshelf. The wooden shell was carved with delicate flowers, and there was a light purple tassel hanging on the handle. The fan was painted with simple ink color, and there were a few bamboos hanging in the corner, with a signature next to it.

Feng Ling handed the folding fan to Lian Wu.

"Bai Yuanyuan?"

Lian Wu looked at the name on the folding fan and immediately remembered the name engraved on the table in the stairwell.

"Do you think that figure is Zhou Yuan?"

Lian Wu thought about it and felt that this was a possibility, so he walked up to the figure with a folding fan.

"Zhou Yuan? Are you Zhou Yuan?"

The figure ignored them.

Lian Wu did not give up, but waved the folding fan in front of him.

This time the figure finally reacted, suddenly looked up at the folding fan, and then opened his mouth and made a breathy sound.

“Ah…Ah…”

The figure seemed to be frightened after seeing the folding fan, as if recalling some bad memories. He huddled in the corner, his hands wrapped around his thighs, his head buried deeply in his legs, and his whole body was trembling.

When Lian Wu wanted to ask something, the figure disappeared in front of their eyes.

The wind outside the window stopped, the curtains fell down, and the sounds from outside came in. It was just time for the get out of class to end.

There are three classes in the evening self-study class, and now it is 10:30 in the evening, which is the end of the last class.

Lian Wu and Feng Ling decided to go to the dormitory to find out what was going on.

The dormitory door that was locked during the day has been opened. The dormitory manager is standing at the door with a bunch of keys in her hand, urging the students to return to the dormitory quickly.

When Lian Wu was about to go in, he was stopped by the dormitory manager.

"This is the men's dormitory. The women's dormitory is next to it. Seriously, why are you here?"

Lian Wu was so upset that she had to explain helplessly, "I'm a boy."

The dormitory manager looked from top to bottom with a suspicious look, but still refused to let Lianwu enter the dormitory building.

"Auntie, I can testify that he is really a boy."

Feng Ling held back her laughter. This was probably the first time that the dormitory manager had identified someone's gender incorrectly.

With Feng Ling's testimony, the dormitory manager let Lian Wu in half-believingly.

"Boys don't have to have long hair, and they don't have to worry about being caught by school teachers."

After entering the dormitory building, Lian Wu and Feng Ling did not rush upstairs because they had no idea where their rooms were.

Generally, the dormitory manager will have a registration manual. Feng Ling plans to go directly into her duty room to check the manual while the dormitory manager is outside.

The door of the duty room was not locked, and Feng Ling entered easily.

The duty room is not very big. There is a simple small bed in it for the dormitory manager to take a nap, an old incandescent lamp, a solid wood table, and a wooden chair with peeling paint.

There were several notebooks piled on the table, and the top few were the lists of boarding students.

Feng Ling flipped through the pages and found the one for Senior 6, quickly turning to Class (). Lian Wu stayed outside the duty room, keeping an eye on the dormitory manager.

He soon found Lian Wu's name and his own. Written behind their names was their room number: 311. Feng Ling also looked up Hua Meng's room number. Perhaps because of his mobility issues, the school had assigned him a room on the first floor, right next to the dorm manager's room: 102.

After getting the information they wanted to know, Feng Ling put the notebook back in its place and left the duty room.

"Let's go."

When the two arrived at the door of the room, Lian Wu suddenly remembered that they didn't have the room key.

Feng Ling tried to turn the door handle and was immediately relieved to find that the door was not locked.

He had already planned that if the door was locked, he would run back to the duty room to find the key. But luckily, the door was not locked.

The dormitory is a four-person room, but for some reason, many rooms only have two or three people living in them. Feng Ling originally wanted to see who else was living in his dormitory, but he flipped through several pages and couldn't find anyone with the same room number.

But it’s better this way, since the two players are in the same room, they don’t have to worry about the NPC in the dormitory getting up in the middle of the night and backstabbing them.

The room was fairly tidy, with bunk beds on the left, a table and chairs on the right, and a wardrobe at the corner of the door. The balcony was not very big and was separated from the dormitory by a floor-to-ceiling window.

There is a toilet inside the dormitory. Since the abnormality of the toilet was missed in the previous copy, Lianwu specifically checked the toilet this time.

There is no mirror in the toilet, there is a sink, and the trash can and other things in the toilet are empty.

Feng Ling turned on the faucet specifically to see if water of a different color would flow out.

The result was disappointing. What came out was normal tap water, without any hair or blood like in horror movies.

However, even if it doesn’t happen now, there is no guarantee that such a situation will not occur in the future.

Feng Ling thought that he should try to avoid using the bathroom at night in the future. It always helps to be cautious.

Lian Wu had already started making the bed. The dark green sheets were spread out neatly without a single noticeable wrinkle.

After making his own bed, he didn't forget to help Feng Ling make hers. "Which bed do you want to sleep in?"

"The one next to you is fine."

Lianwu chose the lower bunk bed, which was closer to the balcony, while the bed Feng Ling mentioned was closer to the door.

After meticulously making the bed, Lian Wu pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window and carefully inspected the balcony.

The balcony floor was paved with white tiles, and there were two iron rods overhead for hanging clothes. Looking out from the balcony, I faced the cafeteria and could barely see a corner of the teaching building.

The balcony was empty, with two laundry sinks and no other facilities.

After coming out of the balcony, Lian Wu prepared to wash up, then quickly finished his homework and went to bed. He had never expected that students in this era would study so late. He had originally thought that he would be able to return around 8pm, but he ended up staying there until 10:30pm.

Lian Wu had been sleepy for a long time. When he thought of Feng Ling telling him that he had to get up at 6:30 tomorrow morning, Lian Wu felt a headache.

Moreover, he hadn't finished his homework yet, and he had completely forgotten about his original plan of stealing the answers.

However, when he saw the math test paper that he couldn't understand, Lian Wu had an urge to give up and hand in a blank paper like he did in the afternoon.

After some ideological struggle, Lian Wu decided to write the geography test first. As for the math test, he could just copy Feng Ling's later.

This geography test paper was very basic. Lian Wu felt that he could get a general idea of it, so he finished it carefully.

Feng Ling saw this scene when he came out of the bathroom.

Seeing the blank math test paper on the table, he didn't sit idle either. He took out his own and started writing.

This test paper is not complete. There are only two main questions, three fill-in-the-blank questions, and a total of eight multiple-choice questions.

By the time Lian Wu finished the geography test, Feng Ling still had one last big question to answer.

Lian Wu sat next to him and watched him write.

Feng Ling's bony hands held a black pen, writing beautifully on the test paper. The white phoenix feathers swayed gently with the swaying of her body.

Lian Wu had to admit that Feng Ling's appearance was completely in line with his aesthetic taste: a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, black pupils with a hint of brown, and fair skin.

When the test paper was finished, Feng Ling handed it directly to Lian Wu, then shook his sore hands. Because he held the pen too tightly, the joints of his middle fingers were slightly red.