Today is the weekend. Normally, the school will be closed on Saturdays and Sundays. However, due to the Rain Festival last week, the school had four consecutive days of holidays, so we have to make up classes this weekend.
As soon as Xiang Xiaoyuan opened the door, he was startled by the person standing at the door.
She shrank into the room and looked at Chen Qingyan timidly, without saying a word.
"Good morning, Xiaoyuan." Chen Qingyan turned around and smiled with difficulty.
"Yeah." Xiang Xiaoyuan lowered his head.
Chen Qingyan stretched out his hand and said, "Thank you for the lucky bag."
The palms of his hands were spread out, revealing a worn-out lucky bag.
When Xiang Xiaoyuan saw the condition of the lucky bag, his expression suddenly changed, "What happened to you?"
Chen Qingyan thought for a while and said, "Some... not very good things."
Xiang Xiaoyuan took the lucky bag from his hand, opened the mouth of the bag, and pulled out a piece of wet and black paper from inside.
At this time, this talisman paper is no longer as clean and white as before.
"I encountered some dangers and it triggered twice and saved me twice."
Chen Qingyan grabbed his hair in embarrassment, hesitated for a while and asked, "Xiaoyuan, do you still have such a lucky bag? There is something wrong with my body."
As Chen Qingyan spoke, he took off his jacket and then the short sleeves underneath.
Xiang Xiaoyuan's face suddenly turned red. She turned around in panic, her heart beating violently.
"Hey, turn around and look at me."
"I, I don't look..."
"You must see it."
"I don't want to look at it."
"If you don't look, I'll go over."
"You, don't come over..."
"Then look at me."
"dont see."
"That's enough, Xiang Xiaoyuan, it's very cold in the morning."
"Anyway...anyway...anyway, I won't read it."
Chen Qingyan looked at the girl shrinking into the entrance hall depressedly,
"There is something on my body that can make the talisman burn. It has black markings like leaves. Only you can help me."
"Really?" Xiang Xiaoyuan asked cautiously.
"real."
After Chen Qingyan finished speaking, she saw Xiang Xiaoyuan turn his head hesitantly, his ears turning red as if they were red. However, when she saw the black markings on Chen Qingyan's body, her face turned extremely pale in an instant.
"Ghoul Madarako!"
Xiang Xiaoyuan asked anxiously: "Are you from the Demon Control Clan?"
"What demon control clan?" Chen Qingyan frowned, "I did meet a ghost, a wet old man."
He was about to tell her what happened to him, but the girl said in a low tone:
"I can not help you."
Chen Qingyan was puzzled and pointed to the markings on his body and said, "When these things crawled to my chest, the blessing bag you gave me burned, and then the markings retracted on my arm, but now they have begun to spread again. Give me another
A few of these lucky bags can stop the spread of spots."
Xiang Xiaoyuan looked at his head and said after a long time: "I only have one lucky bag."
This time it was Chen Qingyan's turn to turn pale.
He has a big heart, but that doesn't mean he's not afraid of death.
Chen Qingyan had experienced the feeling of death in his memory, but unlike his previous three lives, he had experienced death in the practice room. Memory and personal experience were completely different things.
'Do you really want to try to die in the practice room?'
Chen Qingyan knew that after dying in the practice room, he would not die in reality, but he would not be able to enter the practice room for three days.
But the problem is that many unknown changes have taken place in the training room after the promotion. The dilapidated appearance makes Chen Qingyan deeply doubtful whether the training room can resurrect him.
What if it fails?
There is not even a reincarnation stone in the Qiankun Bag now.
Therefore, he will never take this step until the last moment.
Chen Qingyan came back to his senses and was shocked to find that the girl in front of him was crying gently.
"Don't cry..." Chen Qingyan waved helplessly, "Why are you crying all of a sudden!"
Chen Qingyan tentatively stretched out his hand, wanting to pat the girl's shoulder, but he retracted halfway and said, "Oh, I'm fine. I don't want your lucky bag anymore. Please stop crying."
Xiang Xiaoyuan raised his head and cried loudly, with tears streaming down his face, "Chen Qingyan, you don't want to die."
I don't know why, but seeing her cry, Chen Qingyan felt inexplicably distressed, and his eyes suddenly became sour.
"You're still crying, you're still crying, you're making me want to cry too."
"You, you are going to die...won't you cry...?" Xiang Xiaoyuan said intermittently while crying.
"Oh, it's just death. To tell you the truth, I have died thousands of times." Chen Qingyan said calmly, and then confirmed: "Is there really nothing we can do?"
He slowly put on his clothes and said, "Xiaoyuan, tell me where you got the lucky bag. I'll try it too. Is it a temple or a Taoist temple?"
"elder sister!"
Xiang Xiaoyuan suddenly raised his head.
"What?" Chen Qingyan paused while putting on his clothes.
"Sister, I can definitely clear the corpse-spotted box."
Xiang Xiaoyuan murmured.
"Do you have a sister?" Chen Qingyan's focus was a little off. He and Xiang Xiaoyuan have been neighbors not for a year or two, but for nearly seven years. In these seven years, he has not seen any relatives of hers at all.
She seemed to be an orphan just like herself.
Now I suddenly heard her say the word sister, and for a moment my curiosity outweighed my worries about myself.
"We're going to be late."
Xiang Xiaoyuan returned to the house, washed his face, and walked past Chen Qingyan with red eyes.
"Xiaoyuan, won't you help me find your sister?" Chen Qingyan shouted anxiously.
"I just sent a message to my sister." Xiang Xiaoyuan turned around and walked down the stairs.
Chen Qingyan let out a breath and wanted to ask why he didn't call, but he opened his mouth but still didn't catch up.
Chen Qingyan picked up the lucky bag and talismans that fell on the ground.
Actually, it's not completely impossible.
Now there is a rough stone, a refined stone, and a raw blood stone in the Qiankun bag. If you use the rough stone and refined stone to strengthen the lucky bag, you might be able to restore the lucky bag to its previous function.
Chen Qingyan put his hands on the balcony and looked at the rising sun.
But there were several questions before him.
He only has one rough stone and one refined stone.
Nowadays, the training room has changed a lot. Although the proficiency has been reduced a lot, it is clear that it can continue to be obtained. However, the task bar and lottery wheel are almost scrapped. On the way back, Chen Qingyan also challenged the robber many times, but was wiped out by him.
robbers, but no more lottery tickets or gold were revealed.
Similarly, there is no progress display for the task of "clearing out the bandits" on the taskbar.
"Hey, little brother!!!"
Suddenly someone was shouting loudly downstairs.
Chen Qingyan looked down, slapped his head, and hurriedly replied loudly: "Master, please wait a moment, I will give you the money right now."
He forgot to pay the fare.
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