Time flies, and it is soon time for school to start.

Over the past month, with his contact with Wang Zhuang, Han Buyu learned that the number one high school in Yangcheng is not simple. There are many disciples from rich families, and it can be said that they are mixed with good and bad. Even a family like Wang Zhuang is not considered a big deal.

"Han Buyu, go, go to school!" On the morning of school opening, Han Buyu was about to get on the bus to the nearby station and go to school. He heard a sound of the car starting, and Wang Zhuang's voice also came.

Han Buyu turned his head and looked in the direction where the sound came, and saw a dark figure of the car stopping, and smoke and dust rolling, like a sandstorm.

"Cough cough..." The car stopped and a cough came from inside, "Damn it, why is this big sand choking me to death."

As he said that, a fat black man walked out of the car. This man was Wang Zhuang.

"Why did you drive your dad's car out?" Seeing Wang Zhuang being choked, Han Buyu found it funny. He didn't know what kind of wind this guy was sucking. He drove so fast on the land, but he dared to open the car window. Who would you choke if he didn't?

"It's just my dad's car. My dad bought it for me. I haven't driven it before because it's low-key, it's the most awesome show-off. Do you understand?" Although Han Buyu's method of catching ghosts was awe-inspiring, Wang Zhuang had already become acquainted with him after getting along during this period of time.

Damn, being low-key is the most awesome show-off? I don’t know which fat man was originally. When he saw the taxi driver look down on him, he threw a hundred yuan fare for obviously, which made the driver stunned. He took the money and threw it away with a "silly" and drove away.

Han Buyu curled his lips and said nothing, so he got into the car.

"Fit your seat belt and let you see what the Akima Mountain Bike God is!" Wang Zhuang showed a very handsome smile, grabbed the gear with his right hand, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

Immediately, a stream of sand shaved in through the window.

Damn! Seeing the rolling smoke, Han Buyu quickly pulled out Wang Zhuang's clothes from the back seat and covered him.

"Damn it, it's so exciting!" Wang Zhuang spitted out of the earth, holding the sand and cursed.

The smoke and dust dispersed, Han Buyu turned his head and was about to curse, but he saw that under the smoke and dust, Wang Zhuang didn't know when he put on a swimming goggles.

Oh my god! Swimming goggles! Driving with swim goggles!

Seeing this scene, Han Buyu felt his face slightly red and his cheeks were slightly hot. He quickly turned his head and looked around, hoping that others would not notice him.

It has to be said that Wang Zhuang's driving skills are indeed first-class, but this action is a bit unexpected.

After driving for a while, Wang Zhuang drove very fast, he arrived at his destination soon, Yangcheng No. 1 High School!

"This Jetta King is so fast, I'm still hugging you. If you get on the highway, you can't fly into the sky, and you're shoulder to shoulder with the sun?" With a perfect brake, Wang Zhuang shook the soil on his hair.

This is the first time Han Buyu has come to Yangcheng No. 1 High School.

On the huge campus, birds sing and flowers scented. There is a large stone statue in the center of the school gate. The statue is a book with famous quotes painted with golden dyes, which looks unusually elegant.

"Hey? Fatty Xiao Wang is here? It's pretty early today!" At this time, a middle-aged man in a security suit came over and smiled.

"Oh, Uncle Zhang, your class? Come on, put it together!" Wang Zhuang looked at the middle-aged man, grinned, walked up to take out a cigarette.

The middle-aged man brought the cigarette over and saw that there would be no students coming for the time being, so he lit it and vomited a mouthful of clouds, "Isn't my class my class? You guys are good. We have holidays, so we keep going to work, and at most we can have a break!" As he said that, he looked at Han Buyu, "This classmate is a bit of a face-to-face student!"

"Oh, Uncle Zhang, this is my brother who transferred to the school." Speaking of this, Wang Zhuang slapped his head, "Look at my memory, that teaching building is the principal's office on the fifth floor. I will first talk to Uncle Zhang." As he said that, Wang Zhuang quietly winked at Han Buyu.

Looking at Wang Zhuang's appearance, Han Buyu was speechless and still reminisces. He could use the purchase of others to often skip school as reminisces, probably Wang Zhuang was the only one who could only reminisce about the past.

Then, Han Buyu took the letter of introduction given to him by his master before and walked towards the principal's office.

After a while, the principal's office was found.

"Dongdongdongdong..." Han Buyu knocked on the door.

"Please come in." A man's voice came from inside. Listening to the sound, the person inside was not young, so why should he look like he was in his fifties?

Hearing the sound, Han Buyu pushed open the door and walked in. A man with sparse hair was sitting inside, writing, as if he was reviewing some documents.

At this moment, Han Buyu found a trace of Taoist aura on the man's chest. This aura appeared and looked up along the chest, revealing a lanyard that only a pendant could have.

Could it be that this man invited something like a jade pendant from the Taoist temple? However, it is really surprising that there is such a Taoist temple with real skills here.

After all, I have walked around with Wang Zhuang these days, and there are several Taoist temples nearby, but they are just incense temples.

When he noticed someone came in, the man raised his head and looked in Han Buyu's direction, "Student, what's the matter?"

"Oh, Hello, Principal, I am a newly transferred student. My name is Han Buyu. This is my letter of introduction." Han Buyu was interrupted by the principal's voice and quickly handed over the letter of introduction in his hand.

The principal looked at Han Buyu, then took the letter of introduction and opened it and looked at it.

And after less than a few seconds of watching, the expression on his face changed and finally stood up, "You, are you the disciple of that immortal?"

"Immortal?" The principal's actions shocked Han Buyu, but he immediately reacted. Could the principal's immortal be called a master? But it is no wonder that ordinary Taoists can catch some ghosts, and real immortal cultivators can no longer be compared with ordinary people.

"Uh... it was indeed given to me by the master." Han Buyu touched the tip of his nose.

"You're here. The reason I came so early today is to wait for you!" Speaking of this, the principal poured a glass of water himself, "Han Buyu, then I'll tell you Buyu. I heard from the immortal that you can know all the knowledge of the three years of high school? Is this true?"

Three years of high school? This is a piece of cake! Not to mention the three years of high school, even in college, I can do it myself! During this period, the master bought a lot of books for himself, from elementary school to university. He studied these books during the day, and practiced at night.

At first he felt that he didn't need to study when he was practicing immortality, and he would have a headache when he mentioned it. However, as he practiced, he gradually found that his memory had reached a terrifying state, which can be said to be unforgettable.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!