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Distortion after falling from the clouds

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    The door of the school was open, and the sound of Lang Lang reading was heard.  The old scholar was sitting in front of the school, listening with half-closed eyes. If someone misread, or if there was any noise, he would open his eyes and stare viciously.

    "If you want to win the first prize, you have to work harder! If you are young and don't work hard, the boss will be sad." The old scholar said sharply. This kind of simple but profound old saying can't arouse the self-motivation of the schoolchildren.  Listening to each other one after another.

    Ding Dabao stretched his neck, but he didn't see his son Ding Wenxuan in the school, he immediately called out loudly: "Where is my son, where is my son! Why didn't you see my son!"

    The sound of reading in the school was interrupted, the old scholar opened his eyes, saw that it was Ding Dabao, and smiled: "Where is Wenxuan." He pointed to somewhere outside the school.

    Ding Dabao hurriedly looked over, and Ding Wenxuan was sleeping in the sun under the tree.

    "The weather is a bit cold, how can we not cover the quilt!" Ding Dabao was in a hurry. He started to roll up his sleeves while staring at the old scholar. He refused to even take out the quilt. How can he be a teacher?  Let him sleep at the house price. Although the old scholar's room is small, Ding Dabao has a big heart, so he doesn't mind.

    "The aura of heaven and earth, how can you use a quilt to cover it!" The old scholar looked at Ding Dabao displeased, "It's rare that Wenxuan knows how to use the great dream magic skill to absorb aura, do you want to stop it?"

    Ding Dabao was overjoyed, it turned out that he was absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, so it was different.

    "Wenxuan's talent, style, and spirituality are higher than all others. From the perspective of this old man, he will definitely win the top prize." The old scholar said seriously.  Ding Dabao nodded vigorously, as expected, the old scholar had a good eye.

    "It's just that I really can't teach here." The old scholar sighed, with regret and determination on his face, "Take Wenxuan away from here quickly to find a better teacher, so don't miss the child's wisdom."

    Ding Dabao completely agrees, how can his son who is the top scholar in his family waste time in a rural primary school, but the money is not enough, and he cannot enter other schools, so he has to make do with it first, anyway, he is not worthy of the level of an old scholar  To teach his son, the tuition fee will naturally not be taught: "As long as the master is willing to teach with his heart, my family Wenxuan will surely be able to stand out from the blue, and he will definitely be the number one in the exam."

    "Confused!" The old scholar scolded angrily, his beard and hair all stretched out.  "Heavenly genius, how can he be wronged in a small pond!" Seeing Ding Dabao's indifferent face, the old scholar waved: "Wenxuan, come here!"

    Yawning, Ding Wenxuan walked into the school slowly.

    "Ding Dabao, you can see clearly!" The old scholar snapped, picked up the inkstone on the table, smeared the ink on Ding Wenxuan's face, and said: "Wipe it off!"

    Ding Wenxuan wiped it casually, ink was all over his clothes.

    The old scholar said to Ding Dabao: "Look at his face carefully." Ding Dabao hurried over and looked carefully, but he didn't see anything clearly.

    "Black!" The old scholar paused and said, "Can you see if there is any ink on his face?" In fact, there is no ink on his face. The old scholar wiped it casually, and the amount of ink that could be left would have been wiped clean by Ding Wenxuan's sleeve.  But when he said this, Ding Dabao's eyes almost popped out, he looked carefully over and over again, and said loudly: "Yes, there is ink."

    "If the old man continues to teach Wenxuan, Wenxuan will have the old man's clumsy teaching, just like this white face is stained with ink, no matter how you wipe it, it will be harmful to Wenxuan!" The old scholar stared into Ding Dabao's eyes  , is meaningful.  Ding Dabao nodded vigorously, that's it!

    "How can this old man dare to tarnish Wenxuan's number one scholar? This old man must never teach Wenxuan a single word. Even the food, paper, pen, inkstone, and desk that the old man touches must never be touched by Wenxuan."  Otherwise, it will be harmful and useless. For Wenxuan's sake, you should take Wenxuan away from here immediately, the farther you go, the better." The old scholar looked at Ding Dabao eagerly, and the love of talents is a lesson to be learned from the sun and the moon.

    Ding Dabao nodded vigorously, he must not miss the future of the champion son.

    "Let me leave a letter for the old man. If the masters of other schools see it, they may recommend one or two." The old scholar said earnestly, took out the pen and paper, and wrote it on the spot.  "The talent of the sky, Wenqu star descends to the earth, the number one scholar is sure to die, the old man is unable to teach, I implore the great talent to accept this genius, and don't delay his future."

    Ding Dabao carefully looked at the few simple lines, and it turned out to be a recommendation letter. He grinned, and said that his son would definitely study hard in other schools, and then he would be the number one scholar in the exam, honor his ancestors, and change his family.

    Seeing Ding Dabao and his son walk away, the old scholar stroked his beard and smiled. This kind of man knows how to use the great dream magic skill to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth no matter in class or class, indoor or outdoor, wind or rain, and squeeze the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from other schoolchildren with his fists.  The strange thing that still refuses to pay the tuition fee, the elementary school is real??Fate and Responsibility!  "

    A few days later.

    It was dark, and the city gate of Luoyang suddenly opened, and a carriage with a lantern drove slowly out of the city.

    "It's going to be a smooth journey!" Yang Xuangan led a group of people to see him off in person.

    Hu Xueting squinted at him, without saying a word, opened his palms, and shook them constantly against Yang Xuan.  Yang Xuan looked at the five outstretched fingers, understood, and explained: "The promised Xiaoqiguard will definitely be given to you, but" He looked at the sky, smiled wryly, and mobilized the Xiaoqiguard in the middle of the night. Is this a rebellion?  "I will make arrangements when the sun rises, and I will set off at noon at the most, and I will catch up with you soon."

    Only then did Hu Xueting heave a sigh of relief, and pretended to cup his hands: "No need to give it away, goodbye."

    Yang Xuangan and a group of people watched Hu Xueting's carriage go away, and they couldn't believe it. They actually left overnight, and they didn't mean to be involved with Yang Guang at all.

    "Let's go back quickly, there are a lot of things to do tomorrow." Yang Xuan said with emotion, after dawn, he might have to face the wrath of Empress Xiao and even Yang Guang, and he only hoped not to pay too much.

    "Papa papa!" Someone applauded in the dark of the city gate.

    "Who is it?" Yang Xuan said sharply, his hand already on the hilt of his sword.

    In the dark, several fires lit up, reflecting Gao Ying's figure. He walked out slowly, arrived at the gate of the city, and looked into the distance. Hu Xueting's carriage had already been immersed in the darkness, and he could no longer be seen.

    "Don't worry, if the Holy One blames you, I will definitely help you." Gao Ying turned around, looked at Yang Xuangan, and said slowly, before Yang Xuangan could answer, he waved his hand and got on the horse with his followers.  Slowly go deep into Luoyang.

    Yang Xuan looked at Gao Ying in astonishment, did this old guy take the wrong medicine?

    On the outskirts of Luoyang, Hu Xueting turned his head to look, but there were no lights, only stars.  "Master, let's take a rest first and leave at dawn." Leaving the city overnight is just a matter of attitude. Walking in the wilderness in the dark is simply a mental illness. Get a good night's sleep before you can hurry on your way during the day.

    On the carriage, Hu Xuelan looked around. Under the moonlight and in the darkness, there were countless shadows. She was already afraid, and she huddled in Nanny Wang's arms, closed her eyes, and did not dare to move.

    "Master is here, don't worry." Shi Jie comforted her in a low voice, patted her on the back lightly, lit a small oil lamp, and carefully placed it on the carriage. Under the dim light, Xiao Xuelan immediately relaxed a little  .  Nanny Wang looked at Xiao Xuelan carefully, hugged her lightly, and shrank her legs slightly, being careful not to knock down the oil lamp.  Shi Jie got out of the carriage, walked a few steps away, slowly drew his sword, and in the middle of the woods, he danced the sword leisurely, unconsciously thinking of the forest in Huashan, and unconsciously bursting into tears.

    Hu Xueting also got out of the carriage, walked to the other side of the carriage, but sat down quietly, breathing seriously

    At dawn, the thirty-five people in the orphanage gathered together again and left the orphanage happily.

    "We must wait for Hu Xueting today." Someone said in a low voice, saying this every day, and returning home disappointed every day. It sounds elegant to wait for a rabbit, but in fact the farmer died of starvation in the end.

    "Thirty taels of silver, how could it be possible to get it out of thin air." Someone said coldly, what does it matter if you run around every day for the silver.

    "Look!" Guo Haiyang suddenly pointed to the road ahead in surprise, where a carriage was parked, and Hu Xueting was stretching beside the carriage.

    "It's God's will!" Ding Wenxuan tremblingly said, everyone nodded heavily at the same time, waiting for a silly rabbit, this is not God's will, what else can it be.

    "There is no one else nearby." Xu Chengfu quickly looked around, but saw no ambush or anything.

    "There won't be many people in this small carriage." Someone estimated that thirty-five people could kill a few of them, and there was no reason why they couldn't.

    "It's done!" Ding Dabao grinned grimly.

    Thirty-five people nodded in unison, grabbed the hidden weapons, and for thirty taels of silver, they had to kill everyone in the carriage.

    "Laugh, smile, and have the kindest smile." Xu Chengfu carefully reminded him to be as kind and natural as when meeting someone close to him, and never murderous.

    Thirty-five people smiled, waved their hands towards Hu Xueting kindly, and approached slowly, getting closer and closer.

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