Upon hearing this, Bing Nandong finally reached out to pull at Fan Zhiyi's quilt, but found that he couldn't pull it up. With a sudden effort, he lifted the entire quilt up for Fan Zhiyi: "Fan Zhiyi, get up."
The cold air rushed in, making Fan Zhiyi shiver and curl up into a ball, but the pain hurt his waist. He half-opened his eyes and mumbled, "I'll sleep a little longer."
Because he had been forcibly awakened, Fan Zhiyi was still conscious, his eyes hazy, and his dark hair scattered on the snow-white sheets, which complemented each other perfectly. His clothes were disheveled, revealing his delicate collarbone and a small piece of skin.
Bing Nandong covered him with the quilt again: "What did you do last night?"
"I'm scared."
Bing Nandong didn't hear clearly, so he asked again: "What?"
"I had a nightmare all night last night. One moment it was that female ghost trying to kill me, and the next moment it was someone else trying to kill me. Oh." Fan Zhiyi sighed, "I was also afraid that something would crawl out from under the bed. I was so scared..."
As he was talking, he actually fell asleep again.
Bing Nandong called him: "Fan Zhiyi, get up and eat."
Fan Zhiyi hid his entire head in the quilt, pretending to be a turtle.
Bing Nandong: "..."
In the end, Fan Zhiyi was picked up. After a quick wash, he sat at the table with his hair loose and a listless look on his face.
In the spirit of not wasting anything, the dish was taken away and heated up.
After Fan Zhiyi finished his meal, he yawned lazily. He suddenly felt bored and didn't know what to do. He looked at Xiaobao, who was sitting on a small stool with his legs dangling, and took a curious look. "Xiaobao, what are you reading?"
"My big brother gave it to me." Xiaobao shared it with Fan Zhiyi enthusiastically.
Fan Zhiyi just took a look and felt overwhelmed.
What is this? An introduction to magic? Isn't it really that hardcore?
Fan Zhiyi followed along and read a few pages, but he couldn't do it anymore. Not only could he not recognize the words, but the pictures were also weird. And there were these hand gestures. Fan Zhiyi tried to imitate a few of them and almost got his fingers tangled.
Fan Zhiyi asked sincerely: "Xiaobao, do you understand?"
"Yes, I have listened to the teacher explain some characters in front of the window of the school with everyone before, and my elder brother also taught me some just now."
He was truly a model of a love of learning. If this happened in the real world, Fan Zhiyi was sure Xiaobao would become a top student. However, feeling rather distressed, Fan Zhiyi reached out and rubbed the top of his head.
"Fan Zhiyi." Bing Nandong came in, coughed lightly, turned his eyes away, stretched out his hand, and said in a calm tone, "This is for you."
Fan Zhiyi looked at the three talismans in his hand and was ecstatic. He knew that this man was a hypocrite and he couldn't bear to refuse his request!
Seeing him so happy, Bing Nandong suppressed the upward curve of his lips and raised his chin. Although he was obviously happy in his heart, he had to put on a fierce look on his face: "Use it sparingly, because once it's used up, it's gone."
"Okay, okay, eh?" Fan Zhiyi took out the black dagger wrapped in a talisman and asked, "Is this for me too?"
"It's for your self-defense. It's not a precious item."
"So, does this work on ghosts?"
"Yes, there are runes engraved on it."
When Fan Zhiyi heard this, he immediately pulled out a little and took a look.
The dagger was shiny black. If you looked closely, you could make out densely packed words on it, but Fan Zhiyi couldn't understand any of them.
This dagger is small and easy to carry. Although Bing Nandong said it is not a precious thing, after Fan Zhiyi's speculation, it is estimated that it has some origin.
Fan Zhiyi was deeply moved and felt he had no way to repay her. He said sincerely, "Thank you very much. I will definitely repay you in the future!"
As expected, Bing Nandong gave him a look of disdain. Even if he didn't say anything, Fan Zhiyi knew what this guy wanted to say, you, and you still want to repay him? Even if you sell yourself, you can't repay him.
Fan Zhiyi held his three talismans reverently as if they were treasures. Although he was reluctant to give them away, he decided to give two to Xiaobao.
Bing Nandong saw his intention and interrupted, "I've already given Xiaobao's to him, you keep these for yourself."
Xiaobao also nodded: "Big brother gave it to me when my brother was still sleeping." As he said that, he patted his little Qiankun bag.
so good?
In this case, Fan Zhiyi packed his things and then yawned again: "Bing Nandong, did you get up in the middle of the night last night? I vaguely felt that you turned on the light."
Bing Nandong's body stiffened, and he pretended to be calm and said, "No, you must have slept for too long and are now confused."
Okay.
Fan Zhiyi didn't worry about it. It was a rare moment of leisure after coming here, and he felt a little sleepy for a moment.
Before he wore it, he slept well. But since coming here, he's been plagued by nightmares or waking up in the middle of the night. If this continues, Fan Zhiyi thinks he might be going crazy.
To be honest, why pick him for nothing? We should pick those who are smart, brave and energetic. He is just suitable to be a rotten salted fish.
"Pack up and go out." Bing Nandong spoke when he saw him like this.
Fan Zhiyi had no desire to go out today. He had already had enough of "Wow" yesterday, and he also had to save money. He couldn't use the spirit stones Bing Nandong gave him yesterday to buy what he wanted to eat. The best way to stay away from pain is to not see those delicious foods.
Fan Zhiyi said weakly: "Can I choose not to go?"
"What do you think?"
"I think so."
"Fan Zhiyi."
"OK, I'll get right to it." Fan Zhiyi picked up the hairband he had thrown on the bed and randomly grabbed a handful of his long hair.
Having long hair is really inconvenient. His hair always gets tangled and can’t be untangled. It’s so annoying!
After a while, Fan Zhiyi successfully tied his hair into a loose knot at the back of his neck with a hairband. This was his limit. His hands were sore from lifting them. He could successfully experience the pain of a girl combing her hair every day.
Bing Nandong glanced at him, hesitated to speak, looked back, looked at him again, and couldn't help but said: "You have a strand of hair that is not tied up."
"It's okay, just ignore it. It likes freedom." Fan Zhiyi said weakly.
"Could it be that after losing my memory I won't even be able to tie my hair?"
"Uh-huh."
"Can you please cheer up a little?"
Fan Zhiyi sighed mysteriously and shook his head.
"Nan Dong, are you guys going out?"
Hearing the voice and address, Fan Zhiyi knew it was Mr. Lu Changfu before he even saw the person.
But he was not the only one on the first floor, Wu Bai and Qin Shuan were also there.
Mr. Lu put down the teacup in his hand and smiled at them. He had a very gentle appearance, with a gentle smile in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, which made people feel good when they saw him.
Noticing that Fan Zhiyi was looking at him, he even smiled at Fan Zhiyi politely and nodded in greeting.
In this world, Fan Zhiyi had only received this kind of treatment from Xiaobao and He An, who didn't know his identity at first. Everyone else basically hated him, so he didn't react for a while and could only nod along.
"I'll go out and take a look." This was Bing Nandong's answer to Lu Changfu's question.
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