The domesticated Trickling Boys have been living and studying in Mi Feixue's house. When they come to a new environment, they are accustomed to lurking. The leader of the Trickling Tong team is the least afraid of strangers.
The other ink-tampering boys were still hiding on the table, with only their heads like ink spots popping up to observe Si, while the team leader shook his head and faced Mi August.
Mi August brought it to the ink-tampering boy in the ink-washing pool.
The team leader seemed to be very interested in this foreign compatriot, his head swung back and forth to look at it.
There is no difference between the two in appearance, but the sense of literature is stronger when compared with the ink-trolling boy in the ink-washing pool, the leader of the domestic ink-trolling boy team.
If the difference between the domestic ink-taker and the team leader is just that of an hyperactive boy and a quiet class, this ink-tester in the ink-washing pool is like an untutored irritable patient.
Snapped.
The approaching squad leader was suddenly thrown in the face by the long limb of the ink-pumping boy in the ink-washing pool.
"..."
The squad leader paused briefly.
From this silent stillness, Mi August seemed to feel a storm brewing in the squad leader's heart.
grumble--
Without warning, the squad leader rushed to the ink-washing pool to tease the ink boy.
The quiet temperament has faded away from the young captain.
Punch and kick, mouth and mouth torn, limbs twisted, head butt.
The two Mo Zhi Si were fighting like crazy. Only when you look closely can you see how ferocious the fight between the two was.
Mi August knocked on the table and asked the house spirit to be careful not to let the team leader beat the experimental materials to death.
Yes, she could see that the ink-trickling boy in the ink-washing pool was not the team leader's opponent, and the battle situation was one-sided.
One minute, the ink-taker in the ink-washing pool was stepped on the head by the squad leader.
Other domestic ink-trolling boys appeared and danced around.
Despite the fact that these little creatures are described in the book of good and evil as beings with no offensive power, in fact they are quite violent in nature.
Mi August picked up the squad leader, and the ink-taker in the ink-washing pool on the ground was still slumped into a puddle on the table, half-dead and barely able to see the rage before.
She took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from Du'e Academy and the composition she had written. Then she gave the squad leader the inkstone and said, "Try this."
The team leader buried his head and started to drive. After a while, he raised his head and vomited bubbles in his mouth, which looked like a burp.
Immediately afterwards, it climbed out of the inkstone without Mi August's instructions, rushed to the ink-washing pool, picked it up, and tore it apart.
The wooden hand separates the two.
The boy who washed the ink in the ink pool even turned a little lighter in color.
On the other hand, the team leader regained his composure after a round of venting.
Taking in its series of changes, Mi August put on the night game in order to facilitate communication.
Nearly half an hour later.
"The ink in the ink wash pond has a strong Yin spirit, which is a treasure for giving birth to ink-trickling boys. However, this Yin spirit still has the unique spirit of Lingzhou. The ink-trickling boys born here are crazy in nature and have worrying IQ."
"The ink in the ink wash pond is very irritating to domestic ink-tampering boys, and can also make them go berserk. However, it can be controlled for a period of time and can be relieved through venting. This is similar to the need for monks to absorb spiritual poisons and eliminate spiritual poisons."
"The captain likes the ink washing in the ink pool very much, but he prefers to live in Feixue's inkstone. If he is given a choice, he will choose the latter."
"The ink-tester in the ink-washing pool can be tamed by the domestic squad leader and obey its command."….
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The Book of Good and Evil records Mi August's oral experiment notes in real time, and will also briefly describe the branch based on her habits.
When it comes to the word 'tame', the Book of Good and Evil added a note on it: Violence to subdue.
"This ability to tame and command is currently only possessed by the squad leader. Other domestic Troublemakers can only act accordingly under its command."
"at last……"
Mi August took out the disciple order from Du'e Academy.
On the table in front of her were nine copies of articles written by the housekeeper who had swallowed the ink from the ink pool and copied her homework.
The result was correct, and the feedback given by Disciple Ling was that her homework was completed.
She won’t have to worry about similar homework in the future.
Putting away the article and disciple order, Mi August asked Zhai, "How is Feixue's mood today?"
"My young master is very happy to have the breakfast cooked by my wife." Zhai Ling reported truthfully.
Mi August can probably guess
Mi Feixue looked happy and chuckled.
Children are very sensitive yet easily satisfied.
"That's good."
While there was still time in the afternoon, Mi August had no time to spare, so he first went to Lin Qi in the General Affairs Pavilion to receive a credit task for copying books in the Library Pavilion.
Lin Qi reminded: "The credits for this task are not good. The scroll paper provided by the library has not only required correct writing and font work, but also limited time. If you make a mistake and you cannot earn points, you will lose points."
Mi August said: "None of the mediocre jobs in the academy are profitable."
Lin Qiya registered her and then said: "As you said, it's not easy to make money but it's easier than going out on a mission and easier than a knowledge mission."
After Mi August received the mission, he went to the Library Pavilion.
There was only one steward in the library, who took the order from her disciple, gave her a stack of scrolls without saying anything, and pointed out an area for her to copy the books in the area.
Mi August weighed the amount of paper and ink in his hands and asked the steward: "What should I do after copying?"
After hearing this, the steward raised his head and looked at her face, and said angrily: "We'll wait until you finish copying."
At eight o'clock, Mi took the paper and ink and went to the area he pointed out.
As a book cultivator, the least important thing is books.
Mi August did not rush to pick out books to copy, but took his time and made some selections first.
The collection of books here is all-encompassing, including geography, travel notes, weird things, detailed explanations of spiritual materials, biographies, etc., but they are all basic texts, such as exercises, elixirs, tricks, and other real materials. Obviously don't expect to get free whoring here.
But for Mi August, these most basic teaching materials are exactly what she needs.
After picking out the books he wanted, Mi August picked a deserted corner, took out his desk and started copying the books.
Time passes quietly.
During this period, only one or two disciples passed by here, and they left quietly without being disturbed.
jingle.
A sound similar to wind chimes.
Mi August woke up from being at his desk copying books.
She had already used up the paper and ink given by the library steward. She first relaxed her legs after sitting there for a long time, then cleared the table and put the copied books back into the book, and then put away the desk and the remaining books and ink. .
Returning to the supervisor's place, Mi August handed the results to him. ….
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The steward finished the inspection with a quick glance of his spiritual consciousness, "It's good to be patient."
Then he took out the disciple, glanced at Mi August's sleeve, and said, "Leave the book and the remaining paper and ink before you leave."
Mi August asked: "Can I take it back and continue copying?"
The steward smiled and said, "Yes, just deduct credits."
Mi August points, "It's troublesome."
Without saying a word, the steward took away the books and paper and ink buttons for the credits she had just earned. When he returned the disciple order to her again, he said one more thing, "The academy is not peaceful at night."
Spending all your time copying books to earn credits may not be worth the gain.
Mi August accepted the other party's kindness with a smile, and then left the library.
When I walked out of the library, I saw that it was already dark outside, so the sound of wind chimes in the library should be a reminder that it was dark.
The night is quiet.
"Study, student."
A gentle call came from a distance.
Mi August twisted and saw a figure standing in the bamboo forest.
The library at the outer gate is behind the small bamboo forest. To go to the library, you must pass through the small bamboo forest.
When the figure saw her turning around, he stood there without saying anything. The shadows fell across his face, giving him a certain sense of confidence.
Then Mi August left without looking back.
gone?
Guitan's confident smile froze on his face, his eyes full of disbelief.
On the night when she returned to Hairpin Garden from the Library Pavilion, Mi August walked in a lively and peaceful manner.
All kinds of weird stories have their own origins, and they seem to be more interested in her.
——School Rule 42: Don’t step on steps that are filled with water.
——School Rule 69: The academy never sets up guides. If you accidentally see it, just ignore it.
…
The ninety-nine academic rules were recited in Mi August's mind. Every time she saw a strange thing, she would naturally recall the relevant academic rules.
That's very intentional
Think about it.
It's a pity that she has other fights tonight, so it's not convenient for her to communicate in detail with these strange stories.
Back at the hut, Mi August brought all the books and pens and inks he had obtained from the library back to his hometown, and handed them over to the Mo Tong team for copying.
"Use my handwriting." Mi August explained.
The domestic ink-taker copied her handwriting not only once or twice, but this time she asked her to do so.
The other end.
In the library.
There was no one in the library at night.
The book that had been put back on the shelf by Mi August, a little black head popped out of the book cover and quickly went back into it.
The little monster didn't have any attacks, and even its magic power was so weak that it couldn't cause a single ripple. .
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Chapter 137 Taming
