Chapter 136: Comparing people to death (Mid-Autumn Festival event)

Author: Shui Qianche

Chapter 136: Comparing people to death (Mid-Autumn Festival event)

Within two seconds, Mi August lifted the handle.

The boy who was biting the spiritual crystal was thrown into the air.

As soon as the body came out of the pool water, the ink-tapping boy had already let go, and the body was turning into ink at a very fast speed.

But Mi August is faster than it.

[yin fire]

grumble!?

Tiao Mo Tong here has never seen such a disciple who was killed without saying a word.

Every disciple wanted to capture them as if they were treasures, even if they hated them so much that they gritted their teeth but did not dare to actually kill them.

If you kill them, you will be in trouble with your credits and yourself.

Chao Lian glared, and was about to remind Mi that he would be punished if he killed the naughty boy in August.

However, they saw that the ink-popping boy had been frozen by frost and was not really burned to death. Mi August caught him and threw him into a net bag.

"..."

Mi August threw the spiritual crystal bait back into the ink-washing pond.

Three seconds later, the old trick is repeated.

Another ink-tester frost fell into the bag.

Chao Lian said: "Junior Sister's spiritual sense is really sensitive."

Mi August looked confused.

Chaolian pointed to the ink-washing pool, "This ink-washing pool is different from ordinary pool water. It is difficult to see with the naked eye and unpredictable with spiritual consciousness. Otherwise, the ink-washing boy inside would not be so difficult to catch. Junior sister can use spiritual crystals to catch the boy, as long as

The boy below can pull up the spiritual crystal as soon as he bites it. His spiritual awareness is so sharp that we cannot match it."

What Mi August thought when he heard this was: This is another task to test and facilitate disciples with strong soul consciousness.

After all, although Du'e Academy is inclusive of all things, and there are practitioners of all kinds of disciplines in the academy, the real mainstream is calligraphy cultivation. Of course, in everything, cultivating calligraphy cultivation is the first priority.

While Mi August was thinking about it, he caught a few more ink-tampering boys and put them one by one into the net bag.

There were fewer discussions among the old students in the distance, and they whispered for a while without any feedback.

Chaolian gradually realized that something was wrong, and she turned around to count the ink-tampering boys in the mesh bag.

Because Tongmotong was frozen by the frost and did not dissolve, it was easier for her to count.

"There are six." She reminded Mi August, "Even if you catch more, the ink washer will not pay you more. But you can sell them to other disciples."

"They won't buy it," Mi August said.

Whisper just fed back the two sentences from Lao Sheng, which happened to be the same as what Chao Lian said, claiming that Mi August would never be allowed to earn their credits.

"Then why are you still arresting me?" Chaolian asked.

Mi August showed her the task paper.

Chaolian's expression twisted when she saw 'fifty' written inside.

It turned out that she had not heard wrong before, nor was Mi August's words wrong. She really wanted to catch fifty of them.

If she had seen her before, she would have thought that it would be cold most of the night in August.

Now I feel a little envious.

In the blink of an eye, Mi August had caught ten of them.

Her spiritual crystal bait was also chewed clean, so she replaced it with another one.

Chaolian looked at it and noticed something was wrong, and asked Mi August tentatively: "Junior sister has strong spiritual power, and her understanding and application of magic are also extraordinary. If others use this magic accidentally, they will injure the fragile Tongmo Tong."

Burn to death."

Mi August said: "I am an extremely spiritual being."

Chaolian took a deep breath.

She suddenly felt that "unprecedented and unparalleled" was no lie.

"Junior sister, does it matter if you say it like this?"

"Instead of letting people guess and make trouble and test, letting everyone know early can also isolate some self-aware people."

As a member who was testing but not intending to cause trouble, Chaolian sighed in a complicated tone: "Junior sister is smart."

How come someone is so gifted and mentally superior that her only backward background becomes her advantage.

Chaolian's state of mind was severely hit, and there was a fine burning pain in her spiritual sea. This was because the spiritual poison she had accumulated in daily life took the opportunity to rebel. She realized that she could not continue to stay here, in case she made some irrational mistake.

Your thoughts or actions are bad.

After saying goodbye to Mi August in a hurry, Chao Lian left quickly.

Mi August watched Chao Lian go away, surrounded by old students.

She was not worried about what Chaolian would say to those old students. On the contrary, he was in agreement with her.

There was so much knowledge worth exploring and absorbing in Du'e Academy, and she didn't have time to waste on too many boring people looking for trouble.

The action of sending a newly caught ink-tampering boy into the book of good and evil is subtle and natural. In this book cultivation family, it is very common to suddenly take out a book.

Ten minutes later, Mi August carried the mesh bag to look for the paper man, but could not find the paper man anywhere.

An old student suddenly gave her directions and said: "In the paper house."

Mi August nodded to the other party and said hello, then walked in the direction pointed by the other party.

"Why did you help her?"

"It's just a matter of effort."

"You don't have to raise your hand."

"Some people are destined to be different. If you think about Senior Brother Gou who has entered the inner sect, he is in a similar situation to her. He did not join us and was suppressed by the previous term. In the end, it was of no use. On the contrary, it was the last term

It will make you suffer a lot."

Listening to the exchanges between the old students at the rear, Mi August found the paper house.

A veritable house made of paper.

So far, Mi August has found that the building names of Du'e Academy are very honest.

The complaint well is a well for complaints, the ink-washing pool is a pool for washing ink, and the paper house is also a real paper house.

She knocked on the door and the door opened from the inside out.

Mi August glanced inside and paused.

The paper man seemed to want her to see what was going on inside, his crooked eyes staring straight at Mi August's face.

Mi August handed the mesh bag to it, "I'll finish it for you."

[Finished arresting?]

The paper man's expression changed from laughter to suspicion.

Mi August: "Yeah."

The paper man took the mesh bag dubiously, and then his paper face twisted.

The distorted expression of an ordinary person is still a normal wrinkled skin, but the distorted expression of a paper man is really twisted into a ball, with the facial features flying around.

[pocket]

In August, Mi returned the stringed net bag to it.

It's a pity, I originally wanted to take it back and study it.

The paper man returns to the paper house with something in hand.

The door is not closed.

Mi August looked at a drying rack inside, with paper figures hanging on it as if to dry.

The bodies of individual paper figures are not flat. The upper body is already paper-thin, but the lower body is that of a normal person.

If you look at the back but don't see the front, you will definitely think someone is playing with the hanger.

The paper man is back.

[You helped me a lot, this is your reward]

Mi August took it and handed out a finger-long ink strip.

[Student, will you come back to make ink next time?]

Paper man with a sticky smile.

Mi August nodded and said with a smile: "I will definitely come."

The paper man paused.

[As promised, I’ll wait for you]

"good."

When Mi August left the ink-washing pool, the old students who were still present looked at her back until she actually walked out of the ink-washing pool.

Return to the laboratory of the old house from the hut.

Mi August took the boy who had stolen the ink-washing pond and took it out of the book of good and evil.

The little thing wanted to run away as soon as it came out, but it was a pity that it was useless to hide it anywhere in the body of the house spirit.

Tong Mo Tong, who was imprisoned in place, was still twisting and struggling desperately, and his small body seemed to hide a violent beast.

Mi August was thoughtful and asked the house spirit to send a few domesticated ink-tapping boys, including the team leader of the ink-tapping boys.

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Chapter completed!