The sun slowly climbed up the hillside, and the golden light spread over the black mountain and the lush orchid leaves. The coldest time of the morning had passed, and the remaining water vapor at night was evaporated by the sun. It was a little hot between heaven and earth.
Xie Ziyou finally obeyed his master's order and tiredly got up to meet him.
He dozed off as he walked, and his eyes were almost closed. It was strange that even though this body belonged to a young warrior of the seventh grade, he still felt sleepy because of staying up all night and the exhaustion of his spirit.
The library was built in the easternmost part of the Academy. It was covered by bamboo, and the winding path led to a secluded place.
After passing through a series of winding paths, the front suddenly opened up into a wide open space, and there was a simple Vermilion -colored building on the open space.
A tall young man stood at the door. His long robe was neat and tidy, and there was also fatigue between his proud eyebrows.
Seeing Xie Ziyou, the young man was refreshed and hurried to greet her. "Junior Sister, what happened yesterday …"
Xie Ziyou had a headache when he saw this guy.
Yesterday, he was impulsive and broke his character in front of the two of them. Although he did not regret his actions now, he still felt that it was difficult to clean up.
What could he do now? Hold Wu Cong accountable?
It couldn't be helped. After all, he was bound to the "villain system", not the system that "helped the protagonist sound the drum and cry out the injustice". No matter how angry he felt for Guan Heng, there was no way he could stand up for the protagonist in a clear and rational state.
He could only pretend to be confused.
Xie Ziyou slightly lowered her eyes and sped up. She quickly passed the young man and went straight to the door of the small building.
"Senior Brother, let's go in. Master has been waiting for us for a long time."
"Hey, Junior Sister!" Wu Cong eagerly followed and reached out to grab Xie Ziyou's shoulder. "Junior Sister, listen to my explanation about what happened yesterday!"
"… Senior Brother, an explanation is a cover-up."
"…"
Wu Cong wanted to cry but had no tears. He could only let go of her. He watched the graceful figure in front of him flash and enter the door like a butterfly.
The young man sighed and helplessly followed. Thinking of Guan Heng who was imprisoned on the Cliff of Reflection, he secretly hated him.
I actually let Junior Sister misunderstand me, damn it!
He didn't know why his master had left him behind. 'Just you wait. When he's no longer useful to my master, I'll definitely let him have a taste of all the torture methods that my family has kept hidden!'
The lighting in the building was excellent. The golden sunlight shone through the carved railings and windows, sprinkling over the rows of bookshelves that stood quietly.
Tens of thousands of ancient books and secret manuals were preserved using a special technique. Every day, someone would purposely clean them. There was not even a speck of dust on the bookshelves. The air was filled with a faint ink fragrance, which complemented the bamboo forest outside the window.
As soon as Xie Ziyou entered the room, she saw that a small door by the window was slightly ajar.
Through the gap, he could see a large table made of rosewood marble. A piece of white crystal was floating above it, emitting a faint light.
As expected, it was like this again.
Xie Ziyou frowned slightly.
He had been in this world for two years, but he had never met the master of the original body, the so-called strongest dean.
His master was very mysterious. Every year, he would go into seclusion. His disciples were basically left to their own devices. Unless it was a major event, he would not even speak a few words throughout the year.
Xie Ziyou respectfully bowed to the crystal on the table as a disciple. At the same time, she secretly complained to the System, "So irresponsible!"
The System said, "Don't worry, don't worry. Fortunately, it was easier for you to move around two years ago. Don't tell me You you want a white-bearded old man to watch over you every day? "
"You can't say that," Xie Ziyou recalled, "and it's not a white-bearded old man. The original body met my master five years ago. He was a handsome middle-aged uncle. You don't say, that kind of appearance is quite to my liking."
"Uncle, You you don't have such a strong taste. Don't you like bright and cheerful little ponies like Guan Heng?"
Xie Ziyou's ears turned red. She said angrily, "It's not me. I don't like Guan Heng. Don't talk nonsense!"
"I'm just talking about the ideal type. I didn't say that you like Guan Heng."
The System said slowly, "You're so sensitive. You you really treat him differently. Besides, we've already kissed. Why don't you just admit it? I'll help you. "
"… You're so annoying. I don't want to talk to you anymore!"
The woman and the System were fighting in their minds. In the study, the girl in the white dress was sitting on her knees. She lowered her eyes quietly. She was elegant and virtuous.
Wu Cong bowed to the crystal as he glanced greedily at Xie Ziyou.
Finally, he lowered his head and asked, "Master, what's the urgent matter that you summoned me and Junior Sister here today?"
"It's not urgent. It's just that we haven't contacted each other for a long time. I wanted to see how your progress has been …"
The crystal shone quietly, and a beautiful white light spread out in circles. It was as if a bright sun was shining in the room.
There were also dark gray lines spreading out from the depths of the crystal. They stretched out like branches and meandered to the ground, forming a clear and mysterious pattern. It was very abstract, a bit like a flamboyant ink orchid.
It was a special array that supported long-distance communication. It was engraved on the mahogany table in the library. With the crystal as the carrier, it enabled long-distance communication.
A low and vague voice came out from the crystal, echoing in the spacious room.
Maybe it was because of the voice transmission, but the voice in the crystal was not clear. From time to time, it was covered by the rumbling noise. Xie Ziyou held her breath and listened attentively for a while. Not only did she have a headache, but her ears also hurt.
With such a noisy noise, where was this cheap master fooling around?
Although they complained in their hearts, the two of them still reported their current cultivation level respectfully.
The person on the other side of the crystal laughed and said, "Not bad, not bad!"
"When I wasn't here, you both worked very hard. I'm very pleased."
"This way, I can rest assured and leave your Junior Brother in your care."
Junior Brother?
Xie Ziyou and Wu Cong were stunned at the same time.
Their master didn't return all year round. Could it be that he found a mistress and secretly went into "seclusion" to make a baby?
"Creak —"
Behind the desk, a secret door slowly opened.
A tuft of black hair appeared first, followed by the young man's angular profile. Vitality lingered around his body, and together with the bright golden sunlight, it fell into a pair of bright star-like eyes.
Guan Heng closed the door and called faintly, "Senior Brother."
Then his gaze quickly focused on the girl sitting quietly. His eyes suddenly lit up, and his eyebrows curved. He said softly, "Senior Sister."
The more perfunctory he called "Senior Brother," the more affectionate he called "Senior Sister."
Xie Ziyou: … F * ck.
He stared with a pair of bright eyes, stunned in place. For a moment, he was at a loss. His head hurt, his teeth hurt, his eyes hurt … In short, his whole body was uncomfortable, as if he was sitting on pins and needles.
Someone was even more uncomfortable than him.
Wu Cong's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. The young man suddenly stood up and slammed the table heavily. "Master! Are you muddle-headed?! "
How could such a lowly person be on the same level as him!
"I'm not muddle-headed. I'm forever young."
A slurping sound came from the other side of the crystal, as if someone was gulping down water. Then, he sighed comfortably.
"In short, he's my new last disciple. I still have to continue my closed-door training. If anything happens to him, as his senior brother and senior sister, please bear with it. "
The words "last disciple" made Wu Cong's eyes turn red. He glared fiercely at Guan Heng.
Xie Ziyou was also speechless.
He had heard of taking in last disciples, but he had never heard of taking in one every five years or three every ten years. It was just like the merchants in the market in his previous life who used loudspeakers to shout "last day clearance sale". It was simply a consumer fraud!
What made Xie Ziyou even more upset was Guan Heng's attitude.
Guan Heng's attitude was clear — he had not only dropped the game, but he had also revealed all his secrets in front of the protagonist.
Collapse, it was all a collapse!
How the hell was he supposed to act as the villain?
Xie Ziyou's mind was in a mess.
He hurriedly turned his head to avoid Guan Heng's gaze. He frowned and pretended to be interested in the green bamboo outside the window.
What should he do now?
The System whispered, "You, I think you can't handle this world. Why don't you cut your losses in time and lose 1000 points? Then we'll leave?"
Xie Ziyou didn't even think about it and said subconsciously, "No!"
"Why?"
The System's voice was soft and gentle, and it guided him earnestly, "Do you remember when you first broke off the engagement? You stepped on the hem of your skirt and almost fell in front of the protagonist. Just because of this, you considered leaving. "
"Now that the situation is so bad, isn't it equivalent to you falling on the ground and spinning 360 degrees in front of the protagonist?"
"Why are you not considering leaving at all now?"
In an instant, Xie Ziyou's eyes trembled. His blue pupils were shimmering, as if a heavy stone had been thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.
He gritted his teeth for a long time and pretended to tidy his collar. He answered the System without confidence, "I can't bear to part with the initial investment …"
The System was speechless.
What kind of situation was this, and he was still using the initial investment as a pretense?
The System was tired.
In this day and age, the System not only had to complete missions, but also take care of the host's mood and be the host's counselor.
It thought for a while and said directly, "You, are you reluctant to part with someone?"
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