"Brother Yao, are you leaving now?"
At the gate of Heimiao Village, Chi Yao changed out of the traditional clothes he usually wears and put on short-sleeved shirts and shorts that are more common outside. He also carried a large backpack behind him, looking like a complete student. appearance.
There was no bloody plot behind him. After all, he just went to school, not never to return.
However, several friends who usually play well came to see him off.
Xian Meng waved her white arms and asked crisply: "When will you come back?"
Before Chi Yao could speak, another sturdy young man with darker skin next to her interrupted: "Sister Meng, how can you still call me Brother Yao? You should be called Shengzi now!"
"Oh, yes, yes, Lord Holy Son, when will you come back to play with us again?"
The other people were slightly startled, and immediately changed their words in a tacit understanding, and called the Holy Son in unison, which made Chi Yao's head full of black lines.
"Holy, holy, holy, holy ghost! Can you still talk properly? How did you say such a shameful title as a middle school student so casually?"
Chi Yao covered his face with his hands, feeling that he was too embarrassed to see anyone.
The cause of the matter starts from the day when he was confirmed as the heir by the great Gu Master.
As we said before, the inheritance of Miao Gu Masters has a long history. During this period, some organizations were inevitably established, and the most famous among them was probably the Five Poison Sect, no, the Five Immortals Sect.
Most of Chi Yao's current practice methods were passed down from that time, including the titles of Great Gu Master corresponding to the Cult Master, Six Holy Gu corresponding to the Six Holy Envoys, etc.
However, the situation has changed now, and the society no longer allows them to recruit disciples and exist as a sect, so the methods of Gu Masters have become more family traditions.
Therefore, titles such as leader and holy envoy are rarely mentioned.
But on that day, after Chi Yao was established as the successor of the Great Gu Master, someone didn't know whether it was a prank or a real emotion, but someone actually called out "Holy Son" on the spot!
In ancient times, the successor of the leader would indeed be called the Holy Son, but how many years ago was that in the old almanac?
However, this title has been approved by many people. They said that Chi Yao possesses the Holy Grade Gu and became the heir of the Great Gu Master at a young age. Apart from the Holy Son, there is no more appropriate title.
Of course, the adults might just be teasing him for a moment, but these teenagers firmly grasped a handle to tease Chi Yao.
"This can't go on like this!"
Chi Yao looked at the friends who were laughing together in front of him, his expression gloomy.
"This guy Mo Sang smiles the most. Do you want to give him a good beating? Tsk, but I can't really beat him to any good. Is this method a sufficient deterrent?"
Chi Yao's thoughts were racing.
It's obviously a problem with the title itself. Why don't those of them who speak out feel ashamed, but they, who have done nothing, feel embarrassed?
Forget it, people are shameless and invincible, so this is the only way to deal with them.
"Ahem,"
Chi Yao cleared his throat and made a haughty expression, "I am going to university, so I will naturally come back during the Chinese New Year at the end of the semester."
"ah?"
Seeing that Chi Yao actually answered the question with a serious face and called himself "the Holy Son", Xian Meng, Mo Sang and others all looked surprised, as if they had seen a ghost.
"Huh, what?"
Chi Yao's face darkened when he saw this, "You are so rude when you meet this Holy Son. What crime should you do?"
"Brother Yao, are you...is everything okay?"
Xian Meng pointed to his head carefully.
"Brother Yao? Call me Shengzi!"
Chi Yao scolded them sternly, frightening several friends, and then he took the opportunity to turn around and leave.
After walking ten steps, I recalled how they didn't even dare to speak loudly just now, and finally couldn't help laughing.
Hearing Chi Yao's laughter, Mo Sang and others were relieved and complained to each other: "We can't make this joke with him next time. He looked really scary just now."
"You still have the nerve to say that if you hadn't called the Holy Son first, we would have been so frightened by Brother Yao?"
Xian Meng punched him angrily.
"That's right, Mo Sang, it's all your fault!"
Other friends also echoed.
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Not long after walking out of the village, Chi Yao saw a pickup truck parked on the side of the road with the Tongtong logo printed on the body. The driver in a brown jacket uniform stretched out a hand from the cab and said, "You are the one." Chi Yao, right? I was sent by Mr. Hao to pick you up."
"Mr. Hao? Uncle Hao?"
Chi Yao approached, "Where did he ask you to take me?"
"Hey, you can't pass the university! Don't worry, I'm not a liar. How can any liar in the alien world dare to pretend to be able to go anywhere? If you're an ordinary person, you don't have to worry, right?"
The driver was a man who looked to be about thirty years old. His light stubble made him look more mature.
"That makes sense!"
Chi Yao was brave enough to open the door and got into the passenger seat. "What do you call me, buddy?"
"Just call me Wang Ping."
The man replied while lighting the fire.
"Brother Wang! Can you tell me about the university where you can't get through?"
Chi Yao asked, "This is my first time to go. Seeing that I have missed the start of school, I feel a little panicked."
"Don't panic. The university has loose control. Besides, we have taken care of your student status. You also asked for leave when you delayed reporting. The reason is very reasonable and no one can fault it."
Wang Ping is also a talkative person, and he always talks a lot when he opens his mouth.
"As for Jiaotong University, it is a famous school with a long history. It is not only in the southwest, but also in the northwest, Shanghai, and Beijing. It has branches, and it is a well-known name throughout the country. Especially the biology major you want to go to. It’s the best in the country!”
"Really? He's so awesome! Uncle Hao really worked hard!"
Chi Yao exclaimed very cooperatively.
"That's right, Mr. Hao, our boss, is very honest when helping others."
The two walked and talked all the way, from pickup trucks to airplanes, from the dense forests of Yunnan and Guizhou to mountain city airports. Chi Yao had almost figured out the basic situation of not being able to get to the university and being able to get anywhere in Southwest China.
"Brother, we're here!"
Wang Ping drifted, parked the car firmly at the entrance of the university, and then took out a stack of information from the car.
"Here, here are the things you need for your report. We have already prepared them for you. You just need to hand them over. I won't go into the school. Remember to tell me when you are done. Also, what happened to you at school? If you need help, you can come to me!"
"Thank you, Brother Wang!"
Chi Yao took the information, put it into his backpack, waved to Wang Ping, and walked into the broad and majestic gate of Jiaotong University.
