Back when the villain boy [Rebirth]

I don't know if you list all the previous students, which one is the worst in Coach Zhu's mind?

Jiang Zhou turned his pen and thought casually.

Perhaps in accordance with the old saying, there is no worst, only worse.

The window is half open, and the sweet-scented osmanthus is in full bloom outside the window. The breeze is blowing, and the fragrance of the flowers is full of face.

A small bird is jumping among the branches, and the shadow of the bird is swaying on the table.

Jiang Zhou tilted his head to see that it was interesting, and couldn't help showing a slight smile, and kept turning the ink pen in his hand.

Xiao Que also tilted her head to look at her, Mung Dou's small eyes were shining brightly in the faint sunlight.

Jiang Zhou stretched out his hand, Xiaoque jumped on her palm, lowered his head and pecked at her, then tilted his head to look at her, showing a human-like expression almost puzzled.

She lowered her voice and said, "Yun Shu, look?"

Shang Yi glanced, "Is it pecking at you like a log?"

Jiang Zhou smiled and bent down, leaning close to her ear, "I'm telling you quietly, in fact, I am a fairy made of wood, and I came down to earth to meet you."

The corner of Shang Yi's mouth hooked slightly, and she moved behind the front table, avoiding the coach's eyes, "Everyone is a flower fairy, so you are good, what kind of wood do you want to be."

Jiang Zhou moved his fingers, and Xiaoque pecked her again in puzzlement. After confirming that it was not wood, he spread his wings and flew out of the window.

The creatures here are fed by students all year round, and they are never afraid of humans. They are very courageous. It is common for a cat to jump into the classroom and a bird to fly in during the class.

The twilight is all together, and the warm yellow afterglow lightly sweeps into the school.

The students in the room were already drowsy, struggling to support themselves, looking weak.

Coach Zhu blew his nose and stared, his voice became hoarse many times with aggravated tone.He is like a hard-working old farmer pushing a broken cart up the mountain. Push once, the cart will move, push, move, once it stops, they will not move.

The sound of bronze was heard in the academy.

The pool of stagnant water rolled over in an instant.The students jumped up, put everything on the case into the book basket, and waited for the teacher to finish the get out of class with full faces.

Coach Zhu's face sank like water, and he flicked his sleeves: "Little brat, get out!"

So everyone rolled away happily.

Jiang Zhou rolled the fastest, jumped out of the door in the blink of an eye, leaned against the wall, and waited until the three of Shang Yi came out.

Shang Yi meticulously put the two people's ink pens and books into the book basket, straightened her clothes, and finally walked out of the school.At this time, the students had already left in a hurry, the old pine trees in the mountains were lonely under the setting sun, and the Qingshi Avenue lay flat and straight ahead.

But they both chose another path.The path is winding and winding, with faint grass on both sides, gurgling streams, and birds singing on the branches.It is good for thousands of people to walk the smooth road, but they prefer to see the different scenery on the small road.

Jiang Zhou stretched his waist, "I will take a rest tomorrow, so I don't have to do my homework today, right?"

After speaking, he carefully looked at Shang Yi, trying to figure out her expression.

The corner of Shang Yi's mouth curled up, "It's up to you."

Jiang Zhou jumped up happily, "Yun Shu is the best!"

Shang Yi wanted to say, it has nothing to do with me whether you do it or not, but she swallowed the words and said, "I'm going to the library."

Jiang Zhou's eyes widened, "Yun Shu is really diligent!"

Shang Yi plans to find out the bloody case of the previous life as soon as possible. Two years, whether it is long or short, needs to be prepared as soon as possible.And the matter in the East China Sea was related to the corpse, she thought maybe there would be something recorded in the library.

The Wuya Academy has a history of thousands of years, with a collection of millions of books, and the inheritance of the millennium has been incorporated into the library.

In the twilight, the towering building stands in the setting sun, just like a wise old man with vicissitudes of life, gray hair and hale and hearty, watching the millennium changes in the world with his hands behind his back.

Jiang Zhou looked up, a little strange, she had never been to this place in her previous life.

The bright light shines through the windows on the third floor of the library building, and it is the diligent students who are reading at night.

The library is guarded by an old woman with white hair.She was reading a book with her head down, her back was a little bent, her figure was thin, her temperament was excellent, and her expression was so focused that it was unbearable to disturb her.

Shang Yi coughed lightly, and respectfully presented Qu Jiuwan's white jade belt.

The old woman accepted the jade plaque with a loving smile, handed them a piece of jade slip, and said in a gentle voice: "Pour spiritual power into the jade slip, and it will tell you what book you want to read. This is your first time here."

Shang Yi nodded: "Yes."

The old woman said: "The first floor is divided into four districts, where you can find what you have studied in each institute. If you want to read the script, go to the four districts on the far right."

Jiang Zhou's eyes lit up: "Is there still a script to read?"

The old woman smiled, her hair was gray, but when she smiled, it still made people see the elegance of one or two young people, "Yes, there are still many lonely copies."

Shang Yi patted the back of Jiang Zhou's hand, "Which floor should I go to if I want to find out about Chang He's blood service and corpses?"

The old woman smiled and said: "In your identities, you can't check such secrets, but since Xiao Jiu gave you her jade card, I can only let you see it." She put down her hand, picked up the lamp on the table, Bending over and coming out, "Come with me."

Jiang Zhou looked back at the Huaben area several times, and decided to take a good look at it when he came again. It turns out that the library is not a boring place.

The old woman bent down and walked up the long stairs. Shang Yi wanted to help her, but she declined.

The lights reflected figures, trembling on the somewhat yellowed walls.

When we reached the corner of the third floor, a gust of cold wind blew in through the window, and the lights trembled slightly, and then went out.Surrounded by darkness.

Jiang Zhou touched subconsciously, and took Shang Yi's hand.

Shang Yi held her tightly, telling her not to be afraid.

The old woman shook her head and sighed, walked over and closed the window, "Xiao Jiu must have opened it, she has always been like this, so-so."

As she said that, she touched her whole body and found that there was no fire pocket, so she put the lamp in front of the window, and flicked a flash of light, which hung in the air.

Yingying blue light reflected a surprised face.

It is extremely rare for Jiang Zhou to turn the aura into real things with the turbulent waves in his heart, now that the Dao is withered, not to mention that this person is easy to do, just flicking it casually.

There is such an expert in the academy?

Sure enough, the seemingly inconspicuous ones are the real masters, and the truth does not deceive me!

The old woman slowly climbed up to the fifth floor, took out the key, and unlocked the old lock on the door, "Here we are, go in."

Shang Yi saluted respectfully again: "Thank you."

Jiang Zhou also imitated, and expressed his thanks by making gestures.

The old woman smiled and said: "I won't go in, remember to lock the door when you come out, don't play with fire inside."

After a few instructions, she slowly walked down the stairs again, her movements were slow, no different from ordinary old people.

Jiang Zhou stared at her with a pensive look on his face, "Yun Shu, have you noticed that this gentleman is not simple, Yun Shu, Yun Shu?"

Turning around, Shang Yi had already pushed the door open and walked into the darkness.