Chapter 20, there are flies everywhere

In his previous life, he has practiced the Blood God to the realm of blood elixir, and he is one step away from breaking through the blood baby stage. He has rich experience in practice. As long as he spends some time practicing in this life, he doesn't have to spend as much time understanding the realm as in his previous life.

In addition, what surprised him was that he found that he was very talented in reading, especially when he was contemptling the essence of the book. Although he didn't read a new book this month, he reviewed the four books and five classics and carefully saved the essence of the book, which benefited a lot.

"Don't be stunned. Eat quickly!"

Mother Zheng looked at him so obedient, with more smiles on her face. Looking at Wan Niang, she smiled mysteriously and urged them to eat quickly.

After eating the food cooked by his mother and Wan Niang, he returned to his room and prepared to practice. When he was about to carry Jingyuan to practice Blood God Record, the sound of knocking on the door sounded.

"Come in!"

Wan Niang slowly pushed the door open and jumped into the room like a rabbit. Before he spoke, the little girl began to complain that she had not seen him for a day, and it was difficult to talk to him.

Ling Xiaolou smiled and said nothing more. He could deeply feel Wan Niang's friendship with him. Wan Niang ran here for three days. Although she was under the guise of visiting her mother, of course, she couldn't hide it from his eyes. Wan Niang came to visit him.

When eating, he kept picking up vegetables for him, and his eyes stayed on him for more than half of the time, which made him enjoy being liked while also a little annoyed.

It's not that he doesn't like women.

On the contrary, the blood demon in his previous life was a complete pervert. In addition, because he was a true practitioner, his physical quality has been beyond mortals, and it is even more crazy to make that matter. Seven times a night is trivial.

And now Wan Niang is indeed younger, just over 12 years old, okay? When her daughter is still almost the same. In any case, he can't have the idea of falling in love with each other.

"When did the blood demon also have a conscience?" Ling Xiaolou pinched his nose and smiled bitterly in his heart. He came to this world. Unconsciously, he had changed a lot.

Listening to the little girl chattering, Ling Xiaolou listened quietly. He has always been very patient. What the little girl said was trivial, which sounded boring, but looking at the little girl's interest, he couldn't bear to interrupt.

The little girl stayed in his room for more than half an hour before her mother called back to her room to sleep. What Ling Xiaolou didn't expect was that the little girl suddenly kissed him on the cheek before leaving, making him feel like he had been struck by lightning.

"This little Lori..."

After a while, he came to his senses and touched his dry cheeks. Ling Xiaolou shook his head slightly, but there was a sweet feeling in his heart.

Five days passed in a flash, and it came to the day of going to ethnic studies. Early in the morning, the sky had just brightened. After eating the meal prepared by his mother, he shuttled around the house with a pile of books.

After walking for a quarter of an hour, I walked through several small courtyards and arrived at a very secluded courtyard at the eastern end of Ling Mansion. This place can obviously be repaired. The courtyard is full of flowers and plants. At this time, the flowers and plants are blooming, and the fragrance comes to the nose. It is indeed a good place to read.

Entering the small courtyard, a towering tree stood in the middle, and the lush branches and leaves almost covered the courtyard. When you walk into the small courtyard, the temperature will be lower.

This is indeed a very good place to read.

Turning his head, he saw a plaque of "avage and careful thinking" hanging above the main room, which should be the training of the Ling clan.

The main room is a large classroom that can accommodate 50 or 60 people. At this time, there were several young men sitting in the classroom who shook their heads and read aloud.

Looking at the neatly arranged single wooden tables, he suddenly recalled what he looked like when he was in elementary school, which was also such a single wooden table. Unfortunately, he only went to the third grade and was thrown to the Siberian training camp by his father until he graduated at the age of 18.

I haven't seriously gone to school since then.

He glanced at the wooden table and found that these people had tidyed up their desks neatly. Then he remembered that the gentleman who taught them was a very strict person.

Come to an empty wooden table near the window and neatly arrange the books you are holding. I carefully looked at the students around me and found that they were younger than him, and the oldest of these people was only eight or nine years old.

But he doesn't know these little guys. Maybe he didn't pay attention to it before.

He also went to ethnic studies before. Although his cheap mother does not like him, the direct descendant of the Ling family and the close collateral branch must enter ethnic studies at the age of three, which is written into the rules of the Ling clan.

However, he still has some differences. He entered ethnic studies when he was five years old and received enlightenment.

He has been studying for several years. If it hadn't been for the injury, he might have come here to study every day.

Just as he recalled the past, the students arrived one after another. After seeing him, the students showed surprise between their eyebrows. What made him depressed was that these people just looked at him and no one greeted him.

Since no one wants to catch up with him, he is too lazy to stick to his face. Take out a copy of "University" and pretend to avoid embarrassment... Well, people who don't pay attention to it can't afford to be hurt.

He read the book with relish and had a different feeling. In this big classroom, listening to the sound of reading in the classroom, he also has an impulse to recite.

"Those who have a clear virtue in the world will first govern their country; those who want to govern their country will first complete their families; those who want to complete their families will first cultivate their bodies; those who want to cultivate their bodies will first correct their hearts; those who want to be sincere; those who want to city their will first know..."

At the rise of reading, Ling Xiaolou suddenly felt a slight roar of air behind him, and his body moved to the left. Then a strong wind blew from his right cheek, and a chubby fist appeared in his sight.

There was almost no hesitation. He grabbed the fist with his right hand, got up, and then rotated, and the man was thrown out by him. In the click, his attacker smashed a desk and lay on the ground and howled.

It was only at this time that Lingxiao Tower saw who came clearly.

This man is a distant cousin who has come out of five clothes. Normally, he is not qualified to study here. After all, this person is too far away from their direct line.

I don't know what the father of this distant cousin did to let his cheap mistress agree to him to study.

Ling Xiaolou stared at the distant cousin with a gloomy face, stepped on his back and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"I... I just want to inform you that this desk is mine." The distant cousin is very fat, even fatter than his third brother. A fat cheek is sweating, which obviously hurts to the extreme.

"Oh, I'll let you know now that I want this desk." Ling Xiaolou moved his feet and said calmly.

"Ling Xiaolou, are you too domineering? This table originally belongs to Xiao Liuzi. Why do you occupy it? A provocative voice came from outside the classroom.

Ling Xiaolou's eyes narrowed slightly and sneered in his heart. There were flies everywhere... Then take a good picture.

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PS: Dear, this is the second update, and the first update is at seven o'clock.