Chapter 13 The Tragedy of Free Time at Summer Camp
Twenty jade slips.
There are sword techniques, body techniques, and magic spells.
Severe pain.
My head feels like it's about to explode.
Commonly known as input overload.
Pressing the jade slip on the forehead to input information into the sea of consciousness is one thing, and it is another thing for the sea of consciousness to complete the information processing and the body to truly learn the skills. Any rational and normal cultivator would not do this.
"Knowledge is pain." Ning Mingmei said with a pale face as he got up from the ground with sweat all over his forehead.
System: "You found them yourself. And you just stored them in your sea of consciousness. You didn't learn them at all."
If Ning Mingmei died here, she would not be able to complete the mission of saving the male protagonist. The system feels speechless.
Ning Mingmei rubbed his forehead and said, "It's not a big deal to learn now. When have I not won a lottery? What's important is who will be responsible for managing Piao Miao Peak after I leave."
It is impossible for Ning Mingmei to go to Yaochuan alone to look for someone. He must take at least two disciples with him. The third senior brother is useless, the fourth senior brother is undercover, and one of them must choose between the eldest senior brother or the second senior brother who has already gotten along well with him.
But these two people are the core figures of the Juanwang faction and the genius faction of Piaomiao Peak respectively. With Lin Heting gone, the leader of the genius faction is gone. If Wen Siheng leaves, the entire management ecosystem of Piaomiao Peak will be paralyzed immediately.
And the time it takes to rescue someone is difficult to measure. If we can’t come back in a week, what will the next group do? Who should be responsible for opening the account?
The system didn't expect Ning Mingmei to be so responsible.
Ning Mingmei: "If I don't consistently exert pressure on them every week, the disciples I just managed will become lazy people who don't study. If this is the case, how long will I have to wait before I can live in a brand new office building?"
Considering that Ning Mingmei is in severe pain, I won’t shock him.
Ning Mingmei thought about it and suddenly remembered that he still had a "Ru Mu". His glasses flashed a cold light, and he called his disciples to make the final arrangements.
Wen Siheng stayed. As the eldest brother, Wen Siheng's management position is irreplaceable. If Ning Mingmei doesn't come back after a week, he will be responsible for holding a group meeting for the remaining disciples.
Ning Mingmei also gave him a "Rumu". He told Wen Siheng: "If I can't come back, just listen to my notification and use this mirror to hold an online meeting with me."
Wen Siheng's expression suddenly became solemn. Ning Mingmei thought that this must be an expression of his gratitude to his tutor for not forgetting the group meeting even though he was away.
Lin Heting and Ning Mingmei went together. In addition, there were also the poor bachelor Wang Laowu and the second generation lord of the Immortal City, Laoliu. There are only three disciples in total. It is one of the three major factions in Piaomiao Peak, and is very diverse.
Wen Siheng said: "I will definitely live up to Master's trust."
When he was not receiving loving education from his master, Wen Siheng looked steady and reliable, worthy of being the eldest senior brother. Ning Mingmei then got angry and asked him to stay alone.
“Master, this is…”
Wen Siheng was stunned and watched Ning Mingmei take out an envelope from under the desk.
"Your monthly allowance for the past half month. The monthly allowance for inner disciples is fixed and cannot be changed. The extra money given to you is a subsidy from me to you." Ning Mingmei said, "It should be paid next week. But this time, I don't know when I can return to Piaomiao Peak."
“…”
"Take it and buy yourself some nice clothes. Wear it to the next welcome party." Ning Mingmei said.
Wen Siheng's nostrils moved again. Ning Mingmei guessed that Wen Siheng's eyes were about to turn red again, and frowned and said, "What do you look like?"
"I will never cry again, Master." Wen Siheng said in a hoarse voice.
He didn't expect Ning Mingmei to remember to give him money before leaving... This money might be a small amount for the peak master, elders, or even other wealthy disciples. But for him, it was a huge sum of money.
It is his mother's food and clothing, and the dignity of his sisters and brothers.
Ning Mingmei actually kept in mind such a big thing for him and such a small thing for the peak master.
Ning Mingmei said to the system with emotion: "This money is also a huge sum for me!"
Master Qingleng’s total assets amount to 180,000 yuan, and he pays his disciples half a month’s salary of 12,500 yuan. Now there are only 167,500 left.
The system said: "Who told you to cause so much trouble? If you had gone to find the hero earlier, there wouldn't have been so many troubles."
Ning Mingmei: "So we must squeeze them... to cultivate value commensurate with the money."
You just mentioned exploitation, right?
Ning Mingmei: "Speaking of which, if I have adopted the male protagonist, do I not have to pay him a salary? Otherwise, why don't I adopt him as my son? Isn't it natural for a son to work for his father?"
Wen Siheng was puzzled when he saw that his master's expression froze and he closed his eyes as if he had suffered some pain. He hurriedly ran forward: "Master..."
"Nothing." Ning Mingmei waved his hand and let him go.
Wen Siheng took two steps back. He didn't know what he was thinking of, and when he looked at Ning Mingmei, his eyes turned red again.
"There are other people's envelopes in the drawer. If I'm not back by then, you can give them out at the group meeting." Ning Mingmei said with difficulty, "So this week's..."
“#￥%@#%#￥…”
"4%@...￥@#..."
"And #￥…@…@, I'll leave it to you."
An honest man like Wen Siheng would certainly not open the envelope to see how much money other people have. Ning Mingmei was very relieved about this. Look at him, even though he has been given so much work to do, he still looks very moved.
Even though he was in so much pain from the electric shock, he still did not forget to assign tasks to his disciples. It is really worth being grateful for.
Ning Mingmei threw Wen Siheng out of Caixue Palace. This time, Wen Siheng was even more silent, and his eyes were darker. He said, "Master."
"Um?"
Wen Siheng said with a loud voice: "I want to be your strength!"
I understand. Just be my accountant and make false reports when I ask for money.
System: "You must be kidding."
Ning Mingmei finally left with Lin Heting and three others while suffering from a headache. He said: "It's only a matter of time before I start doing academic research on electric shock."
Why is the sensitivity the same every time I get an electric shock? Wouldn't this thing get used to being electrocuted?
Lao Wu is the quietest and most silent person among the others. He is very strict with himself during cultivation. Ning Mingmei is very confident in his ability to do things. Lao Liu is the second generation of Xiancheng. He is bold and likes excitement. His excitement is beyond words. Ning Mingmei mainly relies on his understanding of the fairy city to obtain information sources. As for Lin Heting, a middle-class young man from Jiangsu, he was of course his most easily educated right-hand man. Ning Mingmei was thinking about training him as a backup accountant, or developing him into a future PPT expert.
The kind that makes PPTs for all of Ning Mingmei's big and small matters, both his official and private work. Although Lin Heting's clothes were all bought from outlets, Ning Mingmei could see that this middle-class young man from Jiangsu had good aesthetic taste. I believe Lin Heting would also be good at making slides.
Ning Mingmei thinks this configuration is okay.
This was the first social practice that Ning Mingmei had led his disciples to carry out since he taught at Qingji Sect. It also involved cross-school exchanges and was personally ordered by the principal, so it was of great significance. Ning Mingmei said, "The responsibility is very heavy. I thank the school leaders for their trust in me. Especially the checkbook with an unlimited budget. If there were no such wise decision-makers, where would I get such an unlimited budget and unlimited travel time, and I would be given a tenured position as soon as I landed after traveling through time? Although several of my doctoral students and graduate students have lost their mentors, I have also lost my life and teaching position in that world. But in this world, I will definitely urge my disciples to complete their tasks well and bring new changes to the world of cultivation."
System: ...This person is very strange. He is clearly speaking human language, but people feel that he is not actually speaking human language.
And I always feel that there is a hint of malicious sarcasm in his words.
Feeling grateful for this important trust, Ning Mingmei gave a pre-trip mobilization speech to his three disciples before departure. He stood on the Piaomiao Peak, dressed in white, with the long sword given by the headmaster on his waist, and said with his back to the master: "Do you know what the most important purpose of our trip is?"
Lao Wu said, "Find the missing disciples of Yanyun Tower."
more than.
Lin Heting pondered and said, "First, ensure the safety of the disciples of Qingji Sect."
more than.
Lao Liu pondered and said, "Gaining knowledge through traveling?"
"Make sure we are happy physically and mentally, and at the same time promote my Qingji temperament, so that the disciples of Yanyun Tower will feel convinced and at home." Ning Mingmei pushed his glasses and said, "Also, don't think that you can skip academic tasks by going out for social practice. If you encounter monsters, use your swordsmanship to fight them more, record the experimental data, and send me a handwritten report when you come back."
Handwrite, don't type. Page thirteen, don't ask me why.
Three people: ...
When the four arrived at Tiantai Peak, the three leading disciples of Yanyun Tower were already there waiting eagerly. They were Song Mingke, the leading disciple of Yanyun Tower, and two disciples, a man and a woman, standing behind him: Fan Juntian and Lu Youyu. These three disciples are outstanding figures in Yanyun Tower. Nowadays, you have to join the XX Student Honors Program.
These disciples are all a little proud.
Lu Youyu poked his head out and said, "Regarding Qingji Sect, I have never heard of Piaomiao Peak and its disciples, nor have I ever heard of their extraordinary strength. Moreover, Elder Ning only brought three disciples with him."
Fan Juntian poked his head out and said, "Everyone is still dejected, like eggplants hit by frost."
Lu Youyu added: "I have never heard of Elder Chang either. He also only has three disciples."
The two looked at each other, both with distrust and worry in their eyes.
Also coming to scout the place was Chang Feichang - naturally, he was dragged here by Mu Hanshan. Mu Hanshan walked in front, and Chang Feichang followed beside him in a half-asleep and half-awake state.
If it weren't for Chang Feichang's advanced cultivation, it would be hard to tell who was the master and who was the disciple between the two.
This time, Chang Feichang brought two disciples besides Mu Hanshan, one male and one female. The man is kind and the woman is quiet. The woman's name is Yang Ying and the man's name is He Zhu.
There were only three people again. The people sent by the Qingji Sect couldn't even get ten fingers together to play mahjong together.
Lu Youyu was impatient and said, "Two elders, these six disciples are all early Jindan cultivators, I wonder...?"
Lao Liu was born in a fairy sect, and he spoke even faster: "Aren't you only in the early stage of the golden elixir?"
Fan Juntian interrupted: "Song Mingke is in the middle stage of the Golden Core. Although Senior Sister Lu and I are in the early stage of the Golden Core, our strength is no less than that of the middle stage Golden Core cultivators from other sects."
Lao Liu and Fan Juntian started arguing. Song Mingke had been standing nearby, looking exhausted. Seeing the quarrel, he stepped out and said, "Junior Sister Lu meant that with our cultivation level and the thirteen of us, we still cannot find fellow disciples from Yanyun Tower in Yaochuan, not to mention that there are only nine disciples now. But with the two elders here, we don't have to worry too much."
Lao Liu snorted. Lu Youyu knew that he was too concerned and felt a little ashamed.
After Song Mingke said this, he looked at Ning Mingmei and Chang Feichang. He looked worried, as if he was a good kid who had told a lie for the first time and was now burdened with serious moral shackles. Even the cinnabar between the eyebrows has dimmed.
Ning Mingmei said: "The disciples of our Qingji Sect are also different from those outside. Especially the disciples of Piaomiao Peak. You will know after you see them later."
As he spoke, he directed the group toward a platform on the mountain. Ning Mingmei walked in front and could still hear Fan Juntian muttering quietly: "Brother, I don't think the people of Qingji Sect care at all... It's not their people who are missing. And I've never heard of this Piaomiao Peak or this Elder Ning."
Song Mingke said: "Juntian, it's great that Qingji Sect is willing to help us."
"We can do it on our own. There's no time to lose." Lu Youyu was impatient. She said to the others, "Let's fly forward on our swords now..."
Bar.
A thousand paper cranes flew out from Ning Mingmei's sleeves, and in an instant, they unfolded into the shape of a light flying boat. Lu Youyu's family had some wealth, so he could tell at once that the interior of the flying boat was produced by the royal family of the human world. She was surprised and said: "This flying boat..."
I'm afraid it would cost tens of millions of spirit stones, and there would be no demand for them.
Even Lin Heting and the others were shocked.
This, this, this, isn’t this Elder Fang’s flying boat?
Ning Mingmei didn't say much, and said, "Let's get on the boat."
When the disciples went in and sat down, they were very careful, for fear of damaging any part of the boat. Even Song Mingke felt a little embarrassed. He said, "Elder Ning, we are going to look for someone later."
What if there is a conflict and the flying boat is damaged?
"It doesn't matter. Elder Fang has bought insurance. The Qingji Sect's way of hospitality is not to make you suffer." Ning Mingmei said.
Song Mingke didn't understand what insurance was. He said, "But."
After all, we are out to look for someone, why should we sit so well? It's not like I'm going out for a trip.
Ning Mingmei said: "It doesn't matter, just wait and see."
Lu Youyu felt relieved - because of the Qingji Sect's wealth. She said to Song Mingke: "Brother, we will definitely find them."
Song Mingke: ...Really?
"Yours?" Chang Feichang sat next to Ning Mingmei and asked.
"It's reimbursed." Ning Mingmei responded without any shame.
Chang Feichang gave a thumbs up.
"After coming out of seclusion, Elder Ning is indeed extraordinary," he said.
…
Several people boarded the Qingji Sect's flying boat and set off for Yaochuan.
There is no need to play stupid team-building games on the road when traveling in the world of immortal cultivation. It was exactly what Ning Mingmei wanted. On the flying boat, the two elders Ning Mingmei and Chang Feichang sat on one side, and the group of disciples sat on the other side. After the previous disagreement, the disciples felt a little awkward among each other. Song Mingke stared out the window, still feeling heavy-hearted. Lu Youyu wanted to ease the relationship and also wanted to test the waters, so he chatted in a low voice with Mu Hanshan and other disciples under Chang Feichang.
On the flying boat, Chang Feichang was also yawning with his eyes closed, with a light blue sword on his back.
Everyone was a little reserved, except Ning Mingmei. He leaned back in the soft cushions, expressionless, "This is the kind of chariot that a cultivator should ride in."
I see tears in your eyes. Go and digest your jade slip first.
Then the system discovered that Ning Mingmei was digesting his own method.
...to dodge attacks.
?
Lin Heting asked: "How did you get separated?"
Lu Youyu was suddenly stuck, and she exchanged glances with Fan Juntian. Fan Juntian said: "We were..."
He described the scene at that time. Lin Heting was temporarily convinced and planned to pursue the next clue. Fan Juntian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Ning Mingmei's voice came unexpectedly: "You, the disciples of Yanyun Tower, are also quite strange."
Fan Juntian was choked by his saliva. Everyone looked at Ning Mingmei in shock. The beauty was still wearing those strange glasses and had her eyes closed when she spoke: "Zheng Yinshang said he was not feeling well several times on the road. Every time he asked you to stop, did you really stop?"
It is not a wise move to rest in a foggy wasteland or a crowded city. After all, Yanyun Tower is the number one sect in the world just like Qingji Sect. The disciples who can be sent out to Qingji Sect for exchanges are all chosen ones by heaven and they would not fail to understand this truth.
Fan Juntian's expression was a little awkward for a moment. He and Lu Youyu looked at each other, as if they didn't know whether they should speak.
Song Mingke, who was originally looking out the window, turned back and said softly, "Zheng Yinshang is the grandson of Elder Wei Yi. He is only at the foundation-building stage, but his chess skills are extraordinary...he came in."
Ning Mingmei's eyes opened immediately: "There is also a research direction of chess cultivation?"
Everyone was shocked again. Ning Mingmei's strange temperament often makes people afraid to look directly at his beauty. Lin Heting, as a representative, replied: "I have never heard of anyone who entered Taoism through chess."
...I see. This is a specially recruited disciple who was admitted based on his artistic talent.
Okay, there is no new academic blue ocean to explore.
Ning Mingmei closed his eyes again. For a moment, doubts arose in the hearts of all the Qingji Sect disciples.
Thanks to Ning Mingmei, they felt something was wrong with just one sentence.
The disciples of Yanyun Tower, especially Lu Youyu, blushed bitterly. They looked at each other and whispered in their hearts.
——Isn’t this sword-wielding elder of the Qingji Sect the most ignorant of the mundane world in the legend? How can you be so sharp?
Ning Mingmei: "Young man, you are indeed a young man."
You saw through this, right?
Ning Mingmei: "No, young people are still too thin-skinned. It's just a small thing, but you're too embarrassed to say it out loud. Don't be so awkward for so long, really."
The system finally couldn't help asking: "What truth did you see from them?"
Ning Mingmei studied peacefully like a dead person, and after a while he said, "How's the numerical panel going?"
System: “…I will remember to continue developing it.”
"It's such a simple thing. A young student, while on a government-funded study tour, secretly broke away from his teacher and the study tour route, moved freely, and went to a nearby big city for a sneak trip."
We did the same thing when we went to Zurich for an academic conference.
And we have an additional reimbursement scheme: we have meetings in the first few days, travel at public expense in the next few days, and in the end the money is reimbursed by the organizer or tutor.
"When I couldn't find the person, I felt that I was doomed. I was afraid of being scolded by the teacher. On the one hand, I didn't dare to tell Yanyunlou, and on the other hand, I was embarrassed to let us know that Yanyunlou's disciples ran out to play secretly."
That's how students are. He takes being scolded by the teacher as the most serious thing.
Ning Mingmei suddenly said: "Since students' personalities have always been like this, I have more confidence in my academic path."
...Don't suddenly say something that is inappropriate for a human being.
In addition, Zheng Yinshang is a well-connected person in this team and is a little bolder. Ning Mingmei guessed that he was probably like every other curious college student who, once he became an adult and left his parents, wanted to go to a gay bar to broaden his horizons. So he secretly took the girl he liked, Yu Niao, to a relatively gray place.
If you say those places are very shady, I'm afraid not. At most, you can go to small bars, watch macho shows, transvestite performances, etc., after all, you are college students.
The rest probably didn't notice it. Then it flipped over.
The reason for the car crash may also be that the two people entered the gray area, just like the little white rabbit meeting the big bad wolf.
This may be just a small matter for other students. For good students, it was like the end of the world. Especially since they were outstanding student representatives sent by the school, they failed the first time they violated their teachers' freedom of movement. So Song Mingke and his friends would rather be riddlers than tell the truth even if they were beaten to death.
This subtle student's self-esteem.
System: “??? Then how did you figure that out?”
Ning Mingmei: "From the very beginning. When they arrived at the banquet."
The system was shocked by this.
Ning Mingmei was at ease again: "Why are you in such a hurry? Wait until I finish reading this book."
...Sometimes Ning Mingmei really makes people want to beat him up.
The system reminded him: "It's clear, but the task of finding someone is still urgent."
Moreover, this is the first time that Ning Mingmei has been sent out on mission since he came here! Still under the noses of the two major sects.
If it goes wrong, it will be a real shame.
Ning Mingmei continued to talk to himself: "Also, I noticed an interesting phenomenon. Um. Ah, I like getting along with students the most."
Why is it suddenly interesting again?
Ning Mingmei: "Our Qing Leng Master rarely speaks. For example, right now, I don't want to talk."
Then why did you say so much just now?
Ning Mingmei closed his eyes and studied, refusing to speak a word. The system couldn't do anything to him and could only scan the surroundings. The disciples of Yanyun Tower fell silent and sat stiffly. Lin Heting and Lao Wu were thinking about Ning Mingmei's words and Yanyun Tower. Mu Hanshan was meditating, while Lao Liu and Chang Feichang's other two disciples could no longer contain their interest in the luxurious immortal boat and looked around on the boat.
Very often?
The system suddenly realized that it could hardly sense Chang Feichang's aura!
The young-looking elder was leaning against the window, his eyes half closed, as if he was taking a nap. Just as the system breathed a sigh of relief, its eyes froze.
There is a piece of glass there.
It turned out that he was staring at Ning Mingmei's face through the colored glaze on both sides of the fairy boat.
There was no emotion in his eyes, as if he was thinking or observing.
The system suddenly remembered that it was this young man who looked listless who stabbed Ning Mingmei's old friend to death with just one skillful move.
Has Ning Mingmei's attitude of not even pretending attracted his attention?
The posture of his sword was like that of a guardian of the Qingji Sect who regarded human life as worthless.
…
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