It was Ling Xiao who paid for it and arranged a hotel for Hu Youyan.
It's not convenient to go to other places so late, I still live in Lingjiading's hotel, but I changed to a suite and lived on a higher floor.
She and Hu Huan did not stay, but planned to go back to the Museum of Modern Literature. As soon as they came out of the hotel, they saw an aunt with a broom.
When the aunt saw the two coming out, she smiled and said nothing.
Hu Huan didn't know this aunt either, but he felt that the other party was very kind, so he smiled at the other party, and still sat on the back seat of the Harley motorcycle, letting Ling Xiao carry him.
At this moment, Yan Lingse has changed into a military uniform that is convenient for transformation, and the walkie-talkie in front of her keeps ringing.
"Hu Huan has entered the hotel where the Ling family lives."
"The two sides seem to be in conflict, should we rush in?"
"The whole Ling family went out to buy water everywhere, and I don't know what happened."
"They came out to buy water again, and they looked very excited."
"They started buying all kinds of wine"
"And pour it out on the spot without hesitation, as long as the bottle is empty."
"Hu Huan and Ling Xiao have already come out, but Hu Youyan didn't come out, but the insider of the hotel reported that the Ling family changed Hu Youyan's suite with better conditions, and it seems that the negotiations are progressing smoothly."
"Hu Huan and Ling Xiao have left and there is no conflict."
Yan Lingse breathed a long sigh of relief, she was really worried that if something happened, she would not be able to hold back the situation.
Although they are all at the fourth level, she doesn't have any confidence in facing Ling Potian, even if facing Ling Hu, Yan Lingse's chances of winning are not great.
It's just that it's impossible for her to say anything, and it's dangerous to sit by and watch her students.
Yan Lingse sighed, and said to himself: "This is the best. Hu Huan is still reassuring. He is always good at this kind of interpersonal communication."
As soon as Yan Lingse said this, she remembered the Stark Group team that had been killed
When Hu Huan and Ling Xiao returned to the Museum of Modern Literature, it was no longer the seventh squad leader to welcome them out. Almost everyone in the class came out to welcome them, as if they were welcoming heroes.
Hu Huan was able to escape from the mortal situation and rush out of the shadow of all things. This is a heroic deed.
Hu Huan and all the classmates are really intimate. The old fox has never lacked the wisdom of interpersonal communication, and he has shortened the relationship with the classmates with just a few words. After all, we have been born and died together in the shadow of everything.
The originally not too close classmate relationship has long since become an even closer comrade-in-arms relationship. Now that Hu Huan has returned safely, his popularity has risen invisibly.
Yan Lingse didn't show up. She was awakened in the middle of the night and entered the battle preparations again. She was also mentally tired, so she went to rest early.
Hu Huan had fun with his classmates for a while, and Ling Xiao stayed with him for a while, but he didn't have the nerve to stay for a long time, so that the surroundings became quiet, and he returned to the dormitory where he had been away for a long time, really feeling deeply moved.
Hu Huan said to himself: "I used to take risks with countless good friends back then, and all kinds of crises were commonplace. Now that I just have a small mission, it feels like a lifetime away. It's really different!"
Just as Hu Huan was about to sleep, he suddenly noticed a strange plant growing on the windowsill.
This plant is full of small white flowers and looks quite vibrant.
Only then did Hu Huan vaguely remember that he seemed to have brought such a small white flower out of the snail cave, but he did not expect it to grow so big now.
Hu Huan took out a gourd casually, and poured some water from the spiritual spring on the plant. It thundered, and immediately burst into more than a dozen white flowers, and the whole plant wilted.
It was only then that Hu Huan remembered that the fairy seedlings in his hands had grown in the early years and could not withstand the spiritual energy, not to mention the water from the spiritual spring formed by the high concentration of spiritual energy.
Hastily changed the Yuanyou Black Water, and after a few drops, this demonic grass that was gradually withering was slightly shaken and revived.
Hu Huan looked at the demon grass that had swallowed the black water of Yuanyou, bloomed again, and even started to pull out flower buds, and suddenly remembered what it was called.
This is a flower that blooms and fades. It was not intended to feed anything at first, but was used as the main medicinal material for refining Qingliangsan. Qingliangsan is indeed not for people to eat, it is used to escape the heat.
One tael of cool and refreshing powder can turn an area of ??one mile into a cool and windy place, which can last for twelve hours.
This thing is completely useless to practitioners with a little bit of Taoism. Who doesn't have a spell that keeps winter warm and summer cool?
Even if there is no such spell, who can't spell physique, hard??, I am sincerely unconvinced, it is obvious that modern civilization is much richer than it was hundreds of years ago. What does modern society want? But this time, I understand the old ancestor a little bit. We all know that the shadow of all things has a pond full of spiritual springs, but we will feel that the bottles in our hands are precious. "
"I heard that hundreds of years ago, there were more than one hundred mouths of this kind of spiritual spring in the world. I don't know how prosperous it must be."
In the bone flute beside Ling Xiao, the old wizard couldn't help muttering: "How can there be so many? When I was born, many spiritual springs had dried up!"
On the first day of the Ling's dinner, Hu Huan was under review, and he did not know how many forms he had filled out.
This time it was because he had caused too much trouble, and he was finally about to mention it.
Moreover, the abandoned factories promised by the superiors were also approved and transferred to state-owned commercial and residential land.
However, this time the political review and the procedures for the abandoned factory were all handled under the name of Shangluo.
Hu Huan even got his own new military officer certificate.