Come angrily and leave angrily.

The former school keeper failed to get an explanation from the clan leader.

The boy's results in the written examination in the Criminal Hall were displayed on the forum.

Shu Lao is respected by the world for his erudition, but his character is stubborn and stubborn. The patriarch knows Shu Lao's persistence. He does not insist that Heiyuan take the written examination in the school, but wants to find a successor to his mantle.

The patriarch, who was standing in the corridor watching the old man leave, was smoking a hookah and sighed in a low voice: "Shu Lao, Shu Lao, that boy from Heiyuan has a high IQ and a perverted memory. You must be interested in accepting a disciple."

"You are the only descendant of "Luoshu" in the world."

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There is the sound of carriages and horses on the bluestone, and the sound of books in front of the college hall is loud.

The white-haired old man was extremely anxious and depressed.

Arriving at the school, there were countless lectures, and the students bowed respectfully to the former school master.

He returned to the execution hall from the assembly hall, but heard that Heiyuan had come to the school, so he turned around and came to the school, not for anyone else, but for him.

The Nine Prisons have not produced anyone with such a high IQ for many years, how could he miss it?

The old man wanted to see Heiyuan, the only bloodline of Heihuai. Thinking of some old friends or old friends' comments about the young man, Shu Lao's desire to see Heiyuan became even more urgent.

It's just about issues such as dignity and face. The old words in the book don't convey the meaning. They go around in circles and don't get to the point.

When Shu was old, he was watching the lively teaching activities outside the window, but none of the students noticed him.

When he went to the execution hall, he only saw the young man's profile and back from a distance. This time, he could observe the other person's words and deeds up close, as close as a stone's throw away.

The young man was quite gentle with others, but there was a slight indifference between his brows, and his temperament was outstanding. His movements were so calm and calm, which made people feel happy.

I don’t know why, Shu Lao’s first impression of Heiyuan was good, and his second impression was even better, but he felt that he was still far away from being the successor to the mantle in his heart.

The old man attributed it to the coldness and worldly temperament of youth.

He listened carefully and found out that the young man was telling a group of children about the written examination of the Criminal Hall.

Those little kids had never been to the execution hall, so they were very fascinated by Hei Yuan's experience.

Heiyuan not only talked about his experience in the torture hall, but also talked about the live broadcast in the Hongmeng Pavilion. The dolls were fascinated by what they heard, and the cute little Anu even transformed into a koala and hung it around Heiyuan's neck and refused to come down.

After a story was told, the class burst into warm applause.

Just as Shulao was about to open the door and go in, he heard a little boy talking.

"This sister is the one who unlocked the password to the Lake City Doomsday Museum, a hell-level copy of the virtual battlefield."

Lan Lan had been sitting, surrounded by two or three little babies with runny noses and bubbles, and happened to be blocked by Hei Yuan's tall body, so Shu Lao didn't see her.

On that day's virtual battlefield, the fact that the Guilty-seeking Team successfully cleared the Hell-level dungeon with a stunning speed had already spread throughout the clan's families. During this time, the deeds and strength of the members of this team were the talk of the Black clan after dinner.

These dolls are immersed in it. They hear adults talking about it every day, so they naturally understand it.

The talking doll is one of them that pesters Lan Lan to tell stories.

Anu is Heiyuan's little fan girl, and this one is Lan Lan's loyal fan.

Shu Lao is a stubborn man who is very traditional and opposed to electronic products. He is also obsessed with ancient books. He spends all day studying "Luo Shu" in his study and seldom interferes with the affairs of the clan.

Not mentioning the little doll, he didn't even know that the delicate doll had unlocked the trap in that copy.

That mechanism was created by Shu Lao.

One of his most proud works.

Lan Lan stood up generously, took over the Black Abyss task with the teacher's permission, walked to the front of the classroom, and told the children the story of how she solved the trap.

"Beautiful sister, how did you discover the secret of the agency?" The little fan's eyes were twinkling with stars.

"Me, when I was in college, I studied 'Semiotics'..."

Compared with Heiyuan, Lanlan has a more friendly temperament, and her not-so-beautiful face is delicate and graceful, making her especially popular with children. Even many little ones who were attracted by Heiyuan's appearance couldn't help but cast their eyes on her.

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As soon as she opened her mouth, Shu Lao's eyes were all focused on her, making it difficult to look away.

I like it more and more, and the more I watch it, the more I like it.

..."Semiotics" and "Occultism", aren't they just tailor-made for me...

Shu Lao wanted to laugh loudly, but he was worried about his image, so he endured it again and again, holding it back again and again, until his whole body trembled with excitement.

"Wow, it's so simple? Why haven't so many people noticed it?" A student expressed doubts.

"What is simple? Where is it simple?" Shu Lao, who finally found a chance to speak, spoke loudly.

"Huh, little kid, you don't understand anything. Don't open your mouth." He glared at the student and continued: "The patterns on the bluestone in the Lake City Museum come from a long-extinct civilization. How can it be so easy to find the problem?"

"If this girl hadn't been involved in the mysticism of symbols and remembered it so clearly, how could she have noticed anything strange at first sight?"

The student was a little angry, and just when he was about to make a few remarks, the old man glared at him and asked in a stern tone.

"Where did the teaching staff go yesterday?"

The student was stunned for a moment, and then answered respectfully. However, he could not remember all the content taught by the teacher, so he hesitated when he answered, and the content was not coherent.

"Humph, you say it's easy? You can't even remember everything I taught you yesterday, how do you expect to remember even a drop in the ocean of what you learned?"

The student was taught to be obedient and not to say much.

Shu Lao was not willing to give up just yet, so he decided to use this matter to educate the students whose eyes reached the top of their heads.

He said with a serious expression: "Even if you know and remember it, if you can't integrate it and use it flexibly, it will be in vain." The crutch in his hand hit the floor twice, and the crisp sound it made struck the students and taught them in their hearts.

"Lanlan girl not only recognizes the patterns on the bluestone, she is also good at analyzing them and using the sand table to solve the mystery."

"The mechanism of the Lake City Museum was developed and produced by me. Most of you were not born when I designed it. More than twenty years later, only Lan Lan has solved the mystery."

"Who said it was simple? Who dares to say it is simple anymore?"

Lan Lan turned her head slightly and looked at the old man in surprise, thinking that the ingenious mechanism of the museum was created by this old man.

Because she studied symbols and mysticism and had a strong interest in these fields, Lan Lan could not help but have the same strong interest in the old man.

"Shu Lao has given me too much praise. I cannot afford your praise." Lan Lan walked up to the old man and bowed respectfully.

"Hahaha, your name is Lan Lan? You are a disciple of Hei Ba88, right?"

The old man is obsessed with ancient books all day long, and he doesn't know much about new things among his clever tricks.

Lan Lan is so cute.

Shu Lao smoothed his white beard and asked with a smile: "Girl, do you have any thoughts of becoming my teacher?" Then he looked at the delicate woman expectantly, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

The Ninth Supervisor does not mandate that you can only have one person as your teacher in your life. Experts in different fields can be your seniors and teachers. Wu Tang Hei Chong privately accepted Huo Fan as his disciple, and Lan Lan can also accept Hei Chenfeng as his teacher.

Do not conflict.

Lan Lan didn't know Shu Lao well, and her expression was a little hesitant.

The old man was anxious to recruit a disciple. When he saw the expression on the woman's face, he didn't know what to make of it, so he quickly wanted to explain.

While watching the commotion outside the house, a teacher spoke up for Mr. Shu.

"Little girl, Shu Lao is willing to accept you as a disciple. That is a piece of cake in the sky. Our Shu Lao has a respected position. He is the former school guard... Most of the virtual battlefield mechanisms are created by Shu Lao.

..."

The teacher talked eloquently, telling the old man Shu's personal deeds in detail.

After he finished speaking, Shu Lao took out a gold-painted booklet from his arms.

As soon as the booklet came out, the teachers around me gasped at the same time.

"Don't worry, apprentice. You can take this booklet back and study it first. I'll come back to you in two or three days."

The instructors who heard that Shu Lao was willing to take the initiative to find someone once again sighed and sighed. Their eyes revealed naked jealousy and envy.

Lan Lan took the gold-painted booklet from Shu Lao's hand, with two words written in ancient seal script on the cover: Luo Shu.

"Shu Lao, this booklet is too valuable."

Seeing that the girl was busy refusing, Shu Lao smiled and said: "What is the original work? I copied it."

Lan Lan solemnly took the volume of "Luo Shu" and did not open it. Instead, she bowed respectfully to the old man and thanked him, and promised to study and read it carefully within two days.

The school tour has come to an end, and it is no longer possible for the children to pester Heiyuan Lanlan to share their stories and experiences. The appearance of the old man declares the end of the activity.

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When we returned to Tingyuxuan, several people who had gone to Taixu Cave to wait for Fatty to come out of confinement also came back. Fatty was among them, and there was a pink little pig in his arms.

When Xiaozhu saw Lan Lan, he was about to crawl into her arms. Hei Yuan picked him up and threw him into the courtyard outside the house.

The little pig was thrown into the soil of the garden, ran back to the fat man's arms and complained.

"Supper for dinner?" Senior Brother Hei Mao stared at the little pink pig in the fat man's arms with an unclear expression, and smiled wickedly.

"No, no, this little guy is my new pet, not food." The fat man hurriedly explained, hiding the piglet behind him. In the sea of ​​consciousness, the remnant soul of the ancestor of the Hong family smiled heartily.
To be continued...