"Tsk...tsk..."
A strong wind flashed past, two rays of true energy shot out, and several more pits appeared on the stone wall.
He An looked at the wall and fell into deep thought...
Seven days have passed in the blink of an eye, and most of the injuries on He An's back have healed.
In this dark, confined space, time flows slowly, and it feels like time has passed without a trace, and the cold is so cold that I don’t know how old it is.
Three months may be able to change many people and things.
You must prove your innocence after you get out!
He An secretly made up his mind and looked at his palm in a daze...
As he refined more and more pure heaven and earth energy, the meridians in his body expanded stronger, and the true energy accumulated in the Danji that expanded after he rose to the "Refining God Realm" gradually filled up.
With the current level of cultivation in the "God Refining Realm", with one punch, fine stone chips rustled down the stone wall.
He An shook his head, still not satisfied.
He An rubbed his chin with his fingers and began to think about how to improve his own realm and the power of Qi contained in boxing techniques.
………
Fan Dazhi was not satisfied either. He had always been inseparable from He An, but now that He An was not around, he felt that eating was no longer enjoyable.
"Xiao Hei Hei, tell me...do I have to do something for Xiao An?"
He sat on the bed holding the little black cat, stroking the kitten's soft fur and talking to himself.
"Xiao An was wrongly accused. There must be something wrong with Jin Caiyun. How can I find out that there is something wrong with her?"
Fan Dazhi murmured to himself, and the kitten in his arms seemed to respond to him, making "meow" sounds from time to time.
"Yes!"
Fan Dazhi's heart moved, and he slowly released his consciousness and looked towards the women's dormitory.
As soon as the tentacle-like invisible consciousness reached the edge of the women's dormitory, it discovered the protection of the formation. Having learned the lesson from the last time, Fan Dazhi did not dare to break through the formation and break through.
He separated several strands of consciousness and slowly surrounded the women's dormitory. After waiting for a long time, he found nothing but a fat girl who came out to empty the urinal with sleepy eyes.
The night was getting darker, and the cold wind blew through the bare treetops. A night trumpet flew up quietly in the darkness, swooped down, and accurately caught a mouse...
On the mountain behind Zhixingyuan, in a hole under a willow tree by the pond, a hibernating toad turned over with its round belly in its arms...
On the cold Zhuque Street, a beggar in ragged clothes hid in the lee of the corner of a shop and took out half a dry cornstarch from his arms...
Fan Dazhi opened his mouth and yawned, rubbed his sore eyebrows, and withdrew his consciousness.
"I can't find her at night, but I can't find her during the day? If I find her... follow her, I want to see what tricks are there to frame this woman Xiao An? The fox's tail will be exposed sooner or later..."
Fan Dazhi thought to himself, lying on the couch and fell asleep.
When he woke up the next day, Fan Dazhi was woken up by the cold.
Half of the quilt fell to the ground, and half was draped across his body.
The sun was already rising outside the window.
Fan Dazhi secretly shouted "Oops!", kicked off the quilt, and jumped out of the bed barefoot.
He picked up the quilt from the ground and threw it randomly on the bed.
Last night, I used my spiritual consciousness for a long time, which was a bit exhausting, and I overslept.
Fan Dazhi got dressed while secretly blaming himself.
Fan Dazhi, who had a chicken coop on his head, dark circles under his eyes, and two tubes of snot from his nose, appeared at the door of the school in a wretched manner.
There were sounds of reading in the school building. Fan Dazhi leaned on the door frame and took a sneak peek.
The teacher in class is Lu Zhengqing.
As the students recited, he closed his eyes, stroked his beard, shook his head, and seemed immersed in it.
Time and time wait for nothing!
Fan Dazhi lowered his head and bent over, sneaking in very quickly.
It wasn't until I sat down in my seat that I let out a long breath.
Lu Zhengqing's eyes suddenly opened, he grabbed the ruler on the case and struck it.
The reading stopped abruptly...
"Fan Dazhi, why are you late?"
Lu Zhengqing asked with piercing eyes and blowing his beard.
That way, not even a grain of sand can be rubbed in.
"Oh...that...disciple is usually woken up by He An, but now that He An is not here...disciple has fallen asleep and will not dare to do it again next time. Please forgive me, teacher!"
Fan Dazhi was a little afraid of him and didn't dare to tell the truth. He stood up and muttered for a long time, looked down at his toes, and answered casually.
When the students looked at Fan Dazhi's appearance and heard his ridiculous reasons, they burst into laughter.
Zhuge Guagua laughed so loudly that he slapped the table so hard that he almost rolled on the spot.
Several female students laughed so much that they burst into tears.
"The full text of "The Book of Rites" will be copied ten times as a penalty!"
Lu Zhengqing tapped his ruler on the table and looked at Fan Dazhi with an expression that hated iron.
After seeing his sloppy image clearly, he became angry all over. His favorite student He An was put in solitary confinement, and this living treasure started to be late. What kind of trouble was going on? It is simply unbearable!
Fan Dazhi sat down with his head lowered, and not long after, he quietly released his consciousness amidst the sound of reciting...
The invisible and intangible consciousness is like the vines of bitter gourd, constantly stretching and extending...
Threads, like spring breeze and drizzle, passed over the eaves, passed through the withered turf... and scanned every corner of Zhixingyuan.
Fan Dazhi was careful, avoiding Zhixing Building and places where important figures from Zhixingyuan might be present, and searched diligently.
The hard work paid off, and his spiritual consciousness finally found Jin Caiyun.
There are many female students in Zhixingyuan, but after all, not all of them are as graceful as Jin Caiyun.
In a school building, Jin Caiyun and a dozen students of similar age were listening to what the teacher was saying.
Once the target is discovered, Fan Dazhi locks his consciousness and keeps an eye on the opponent's movements.
At noon, Jin Caiyun ate alone in the dining hall and ordered a small bowl of rice and a plate of Sixi meatballs.
In the afternoon, Jin Caiyun walked into the backyard of Zhixingyuan with a book in his arms and visited Teacher Lin Qiuchi.
In the evening, Jin Caiyun had a bowl of millet porridge and a plate of green vegetables in the dining hall.
After dinner, Jin Caiyun walked alone on the gravel path, looking dignified and virtuous.
At night, Jin Caiyun entered the third row of the women's dormitory.
Late at night, Jin Caiyun stayed behind closed doors...
"This woman hides so deeply!"
Fan Dazhi rubbed his sore eyebrows and murmured in pain. During this day, his consciousness had been tracking the other person non-stop, and he was mentally exhausted.
Annoyingly, nothing was found.
In the next few days, Fan Dazhi used his spiritual consciousness to lock Jin Caiyun every day. Apart from not daring to probe into the women's bedroom with his spiritual consciousness, he knew every move of the other party.
Fan Dazhi suddenly discovered that spying on someone is quite fun.
"Watching" Jin Caiyun walking, eating, dazing, and talking to people, I have to say that Jin Caiyun is a beauty, and she is quite eye-catching.
Especially when he walked, his chest surged, which amazed Fan Dazhi.
Unknowingly, Fan Dazhi had been following Jin Caiyun with his consciousness for more than half a month, and he was not noticed by anyone, which made him even more happy.
In the next ten days, Fan Dazhi still didn't notice anything strange.
If it weren't for He An's incident, Fan Dazhi would never suspect that Jin Caiyun was any different from other female students in Zhixing Academy.
I even think that she is a dedicated and hard-working senior sister.
Until one evening...
Fan Dazhi found Jin Caiyun walking alone to the back of Zhixingyuan. A man passing by said something to her, and the two walked to a secluded place together.
After whispering for a long time, the man lifted Jin Caiyun's chin frivolously.
And this senior sister, who was usually very dignified in front of others, had a charming smile on her face, and her smile was very coquettish.
Fan Dazhi was greatly shocked. It was obvious that this couple pretended to meet by chance, but in fact they had planned it for a long time. Unfortunately, he could not hear what they said with his consciousness alone.
Fan Dazhi continued to observe, but did not see the unpleasant scene he imagined. The two parted ways soon after, and Jin Caiyun returned to the women's dormitory.
"Shouldn't you?... This naughty fox, I don't believe he won't reveal his faults!"
Fan Dazhi secretly wondered that the man looked familiar and he should be from Zhixingyuan. He might be pursuing Jin Caiyun, but he could not conclude that there was something wrong with Jin Caiyun.
Fan Dazhi turned over on the bed a little irritably, and slowly regained his consciousness.
Recently, I have been following him tirelessly every day, and my spiritual consciousness has improved a lot. Fan Dazhi thought about it and fell asleep unconsciously.
It became Fan Dazhi's habit to follow Jin Caiyun with his consciousness every day. This tense state lasted for many days.
Jin Caiyun's life is very regular, even a little boring.
At the night when Fan Dazhi wanted to give up tracking, Jin Caiyun left Zhixingyuan alone and walked to Zhuque Street.
Zhuque Street was empty on a winter night. Jin Caiyun's footsteps were light and he disappeared at the end of the long street soon...
Fan Dazhi's eyes flashed brightly, he suddenly jumped out of bed and ran out the door.
Jin Caiyun has left the scope of his spiritual consciousness.
The biting cold wind blew by, making Fan Dazhi's mind particularly clear.
The signboard of the tavern on Zhuque Street was blown by the wind and knocked on the wall, making a "ding-dang-rang" sound.
There were no pedestrians on the street, and it was deserted. There was only a faint mist, like light smoke, that dispersed as soon as the wind blew.
Fan Dazhi walked through the mist, his fat body seriously affecting his speed.
Fortunately, the consciousness has been released hundreds of feet away and locked onto Jin Caiyun again.
Zhuque Street is very long, with shops lined on both sides. In addition to the shops, there is also a City God Temple.
Jin Caiyun walked quickly to the door of the City God's Temple, looked around with an alert look, and quickly took out two exquisite little flags from his arms.
Raising his hand, two streams of light disappeared in the corner.
Jin Caiyun flashed into the temple door like a civet cat.
Almost at the same time, Fan Dazhi's consciousness seemed to be obscured by something.
Jin Caiyun, who was originally locked, suddenly disappeared.
Fan Dazhi was startled and suddenly sped up.
………
At the entrance of the City God's Temple, the panting Fan Dazhi held on to the stone lion at the entrance and looked around.
In the dark night, the fog is misty, and the apricot-yellow horn flags are rustling in the wind. Where is the trace of golden clouds?
When the consciousness reaches this place, it feels like it is stuck in a quagmire. There is obviously an isolation circle nearby.
Looking at the small formation flag in the dark corner, Fan Dazhi suddenly realized.
Just as he was about to take a closer look, there were soft footsteps coming from the temple.
Jin Caiyun walked out!
