Even the buns in one's hand are something that cannot be eaten by a cultivator. Eating them will only increase impurities in the body.
But for Shen Qingyi at this moment, it is a delicious existence.
Shen Qingyi ate hot buns along the way, and when he returned to the outer wall of the academy, he wiped his hands.
I followed the dog hole I found and went in again.
Fortunately, this body is small and has no flesh.
Return to the secluded corner where I stayed this morning.
Some people have returned to the lecture hall one after another.
After everyone arrived, the servant began teaching again.
Time flies, and the sky has become a little dark.
The day's teaching is finally coming to an end.
Only after the old man and the servant left did Shen Qingyi come back to his senses.
Coming to a strange world, helpless and with no one to rely on, her eagerness to learn knowledge made her a little obsessed.
Looking up at the sky at this moment, I realized that it was already getting late.
The other children were picked up by their relatives or lived nearby.
However, if she were to return from the alchemist's office to the outer peak area of the Zedi Sect where she worked as a servant, it would take her two and a half hours.
It was definitely dark before she returned to the Servant Peak.
On the way, you will pass through a small forest.
It would be a lie to say I'm not afraid.
This is not the civilized world she used to live in. There are monsters and demons here.
Even though this place is under the jurisdiction of Zedi Sect, no one can guarantee that the journey is absolutely safe.
But this academy is not necessarily safe at night.
Shen Qingyi thought about it carefully and felt that the academy was safer than going back at night.
Shen Qingyi found a corner sheltered from the wind and curled up into a ball.
Waiting quietly for the dawn to come.
But the night alone seems a little extra long.
In the silent night, only the whistling sound of the wind and the rustling of leaves remain.
Shen Qingyi couldn't help but hug himself tighter.
This was the first time that Shen Qingyi felt the reality of this world so vividly.
Her past life seemed to have become an irreversible past.
I left school and family and came to a new world full of crises.
Helpless, humble and weak.
Now she just wants to try her best to survive.
Cherish life, maybe one day, you will be able to return to that familiar place again...
With his thoughts tossing and turning, Shen Qing fell into a drowsy sleep.
The hazy glow of the moonlight spread across the earth.
No one at the Zaiyi Peak of Zedi Sect seemed to notice that there was one person missing from the thatched cottage in the deserted mountain tonight.
“Bang, bang!”
The melodious sound of the bell woke Shen Qingyi who was still sleeping.
Shen Qingyi frowned slightly and opened his eyes with some difficulty.
The fog was so thick in the morning of midsummer that my eyelashes were covered with mist beads and my clothes were a little damp.
After curling up all night, her whole body was a little stiff.
Some people have already arrived in the classroom.
From a distance, Shen Qingyi saw the teacher pick up the book from yesterday and sit on the podium again with a calm expression.
The servant boy waited on the side, waiting for the students to arrive.
Shen Qingyi looked at the sky and crawled out tremblingly.
Next to the street, the bun shop that sold buns yesterday has already set up its space.
It’s still that old lady.
"Auntie, give me two meat buns."
Hearing the childish and slightly hoarse voice, the old lady raised her head, and when she saw Shen Qing, she was slightly stunned.
There aren't many mortals in this alchemist's house, and there are only a few people coming and going to buy buns from her.
Those whose names I can remember are all familiar, and those whose names I can’t remember mostly have impressions of me.
She also had some impression of this little girl. She was the little girl who came to her to buy buns yesterday.
It was still dark outside, and the old lady looked around but didn't see any relatives like the child.
Thinking of something, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful, but he didn't say anything more.
He took out two big buns from the steamer and handed them to Shen Qingyi.
Shen Qingyi took the buns, took out some silver and gave it to the old lady.
The old lady looked at the silver and money in the thin, almost bony little hands, rubbed them under her cloth clothes, reached out, and took the silver and money from Shen Qingyi.
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