If Mrs. Ye's desertion in the past was just an empty-eyed distraction in the eyes of a bunch of top academics, now it has become so bold that it has become superficial.
From time to time he looked around and scratched his head and ears.
However, he was still not bold enough to make a sound and interrupt Teacher Hongjun's speech.
So he was still selectively ignored by a group of good students who listened carefully to the class. Although Hongjun noticed it, he didn't say anything more.
Wangcai said in his heart: "If you don't leave, you will publicly disappear from the world."
Mrs. Ye was also speechless and said, "I know! But Teacher Hongjun doesn't give us any time to rest after class. He doesn't care about us at all. The class monitor headed by me doesn't know what I can do if he stands up and scolds us."
Wangcai: "Think of a solution quickly."
Mrs. Ye: "There is nothing we can do. Wait until they don't pay attention and just run away."
Mrs. Ye did not desert her job openly, pretending to listen carefully and waiting for the opportunity.
Finally, another day passed, and when Teacher Hongjun lectured on an extremely profound and obscure topic, everyone was thinking hard about it and had no time to pay attention to it.
Only then did Mrs. Ye use some magic to reduce her presence to the lowest level.
then……
He tiptoed and shrank back, not even daring to stand up straight, and was about to leave secretly.
"Where are you going?" Hongjun suddenly stopped teaching and looked at Mrs. Ye, who was stiff and timid.
Usually in the classroom, the teacher sees the little behavior of the scumbag, and sometimes he is too lazy to care about you, especially in the adult class.
But now you don't even say hello, and you are about to sneak away right under the teacher's nose. This is a bit unreasonable, right?
Besides, the seven futons represent the seven holy places, which is equivalent to the teacher. He has given national scholarships to seven of you, but one of the bastards didn't even listen to the teacher and wanted to leave secretly.
Isn't this courting death?
Sure enough, when Hongjun said this, everyone looked at Mrs. Ye, wondering why.
Mrs. Ye was sweating profusely and said: "Well, um... I have some personal matters to resolve..."
Unlike other classes, for a saint like Hongjun, the students knew whether he was lying as soon as he opened his mouth, and they also sensed Mrs. Ye's dilemma.
However, others found it hard to understand and felt that he was looking for death.
Because Sanqing had received the favor from Mrs. Ye, he couldn't say much, so he just hung up. Nuwa felt the same way, but frowned slightly.
The registered disciples made it clear that they had no right to speak and did not speak.
The two bastards from the West were competing for performance at this time.
Jie Yin opened his mouth and said: "What's the matter? Is it important to be able to focus on what is right in front of you? I have been observing you for ten years and you are distracted every day. Today I finally couldn't bear it anymore and interrupted the teacher's speech. If you don't want to sit on the futon
If you listen well, then give it to someone else."
Zhunti said, "Hey, senior brother, maybe Daoist Ye really has some urgent matters that he has backlogged. Let's not interrupt and let the teacher decide."
One with a white face and the other with a red face, the two stingy guys took advantage of the situation and repaid Mrs. Ye for joining the others in glaring at them, pointing out Mrs. Ye's disrespectful behavior towards the teacher.
But the other person changed the topic and wanted to be a peacemaker. If Mrs. Ye wanted to target them in the future, she couldn't find a particularly suitable reason.
Hongjun moved his fingers, feeling a little surprised, but he didn't expect it?
However, he didn't show it. He looked at Mrs. Ye who was respectful and said, "How long will you be here?"
Mrs. Ye whispered: "No, I don't know..."
A pair of eyes looked at him with disbelief. You were in an emergency earlier, so it was already a lame reason to leave.
Now you don’t know when you will come back. Even if you don’t want a big opportunity, you still won’t give Teacher Hongjun the face to start the class?
Don’t know when I will come back yet!
Aren’t you occupying the latrine and not taking a shit?
However, Hongjun sighed. As a teacher who was apparently fair and easy-going, he didn't say much, perhaps because he didn't figure out the slightest secret about Mrs. Ye.
Hongjun said: "Go ahead. If you come back again, wait for the summons and don't disturb the class at will."
Mrs. Ye nodded quickly, saluted respectfully, and said, "Thank you, teacher!"
With that said, he was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly thought of something, and shyly took out a metal ball and placed it on his seat.
Embarrassed, he muttered: "He came on my behalf..."
Glancing at Hongjun, seeing that he didn't show any sign, Mrs. Ye quickly stepped back, pulling Wangcai with a stern look on her face, and bowed out step by step.
Zixiao Palace was a little quiet.
The registered disciples dare not speak out when they are angry.
The entry-level disciples were speechless.
You can just occupy the latrine by yourself, but why are you afraid that others will use the toilet when you leave, and even the door is blocked?
Sanqing looked surprised.
Nuwa looked at the two people who were pushing out the door strangely, and she had a hunch in her heart that if she met fellow Taoist Ao Qing again, it would probably be a long time later.
Hongjun didn't say much, knocked on the table and said: "Stay close to the mourning platform and continue teaching."
Everyone quickly put back their thoughts and continued to concentrate. The wonderful sound of the great avenue continued to circulate throughout the Zixiao Palace.
…
After walking out of Zixiao Palace, descending to the thirty-third heaven, landing all the way, and running for countless thousands of miles, Ye Taihe Wangcai came to a desolate place where no birds pooped.
Wangcai felt sad in his heart and said: "I don't know when we will meet again."
Ye Tai had tolerated him for a long time, so he gave him a blow and said: "Forget Sichun, I don't know where Xiaoqing and Xiaobai are. Even Nuwa is thinking about you. You are the biggest scumbag in the world!"
Wangcai covered his head and muttered: "Aren't you the same..."
Ye Tai glared at him and said: "I was passively triggering it, and you were actively provoking it. Can it be the same? If you talk back again, I'll beat you to death!"
Wangcai pursed his lips and stopped mentioning the matter, saying, "What did you just release?"
He was asking about the metal ball, and there must be a reason why Mrs. Ye chose it to occupy her seat.
Mrs. Ye replied: "It's an embryo of an immortal weapon. I have refined it into mine a long time ago, but I don't know what it will look like, so I temporarily molded it into a ball. The embryo is a good thing, but I don't have the ability to brand it on the road."
The pattern turns him into a real great weapon.
Here, I feel that I will always come back. Even if I can't come back, I will be involved in other worlds in the future. The choices given to me by the avenue and the timeline are always connected together.
No matter how bad it is, no matter how strong I am, I can still forcefully return here. Just because the ancient space barrier is difficult to break through, doesn’t mean it can’t be broken through.”
Wangcai frowned and said, "Then when you come back, will the things still be yours?"
Mrs. Ye chuckled: "This is a world of cause and effect. If you take something from me, you will have to spit it out..."
And I feel that after thousands of years of listening to Taoism, even the entire Zixiao Palace will become a treasure. I put it on the holy throne and listen to the lectures. Maybe I will see it again, and it has already cultivated and achieved Taoism...
Furthermore, under the nose of Teacher Hongjun, no one dared to act rashly. In addition to leaving my mark, I also injected several attributes, such as being close to Nuwa, and secondly, Sanqing. Don’t be with those who are destined to perish.
The demon clan, the witch clan are having an affair, etc...
I think there’s something going on, maybe if we meet again, we’ll have a big hug.”
Wangcai nodded and said, "I hope so."
The two of them bowed sincerely three times in the direction of Zixiao Palace, disappeared, and left the ancient land.