Chapter: 150
Eventually, we were rescued into a helicopter.
After driving out of Shennongjia, several luxury cars appeared in front of us.
At this moment, Jiang Ling has cleaned up the bloody face and put on the huge sunglasses again.
She stood in front of me and said, "I have to go back to Beijing, Chen Nian, remember what I said!"
How dare I not remember it, it's about my life, I can't forget it even if I want to, not to mention that Jiang Ling bought it at such a huge price.
"If you encounter any trouble, come to Beijing to find me." Jiang Ling said again.
"Okay, you can go back and cultivate well." I said.
As soon as we say goodbye today, I don't know when I will see Jiang Ling again.
Jiang Ling finally nodded to me, she got into a luxury car and left.
And I took out the floral hair rope from my pocket, and at this moment Wang Mingming appeared in my mind.
Is Wang Mingming in the Seven Sects?
If so, is she alive or dead?
If not, where is she?
After a long time, I put away the hair rope. Now I definitely can't go to the Seven Gates Cave. If I want to find the answer, I can only go back to Yuncheng.
Wu Sangu, Qiu Weifeng, Huang Tianyuan, and even Wang Mingming's mother, Tang Huiying, may have answers there.
I took out another stone, Qian Huan Stone.
I definitely won't be using this thing for the time being, so keep it.
Finally, I pondered the fate that Jiang Ling saw at the expense of his eyes.
One year, I can only live another year.
It doesn't feel good to know when the end of my life is.
But it may be because I survived, and even if I only have a year to live, I have no particular fear.
To survive, the key lies in my parents.
Jiang Ling's words are worth pondering, my parents have passed away, so the meaning of the words should be what my parents left me.
What about the three wills? Or the origin of the Wordless Heavenly Book?
If it is related to the three-sentence will, then I have to find the last piece of yellow paper as soon as possible, and if it is related to the origin of the Great Dao, I must find a way to make this wordless book appear as soon as possible.
Still have to go back to Cloud City.
Jiang Ling knew that all of my belongings were lost in the Seven Sects, so she asked her family to give me a plane ticket, some change, and a cell phone.
After getting on the plane to Yuncheng, I turned on my phone.
Looking at the date on my phone, I haven't contacted the outside world for ten days...
It's December, one more month and the semester is over.
When I arrived in Yuncheng, I connected my mobile phone to the Internet. After logging in to WeChat, several messages appeared in an instant.
It was sent by Wei Kuan.
It was sent by Lan Jie.
It was also sent by Huang Tianyuan.
There is even a message from Tang Yangming.
But there was no message from the girl.
I almost forgot, I don't have Jin Jiu'er's WeChat account.
But that's fine, I can only live another year, after a year, the ghost knows if I can find a way to continue living, so I should not delay Jin Jiu'er.
I want to come here for nearly half a month without saying goodbye, Jin Jiu'er will gradually forget me.
I put my phone back in my pocket, didn't read anyone's messages, took a taxi and went back to school.
It was just in the afternoon when I got back to school. I looked at the timetable on my phone and found that there was a class.
Because I slept for a while on the plane, I wasn't too tired at the moment. After I went back to the dormitory to pack my things, I was ready to go to the classroom.
On the way to the classroom, I have been struggling, should I meet Jin Jiu'er?
I subconsciously wanted to see her, but after thinking about it, I chose not to go for the time being.
And just like that, I came to the big classroom.
There were no classes, and there were relatively few people, and I saw Wei Kuan at a glance.
Wei Kuan's sturdy body is hard not to see.
"Chen Nian! Why are you back! Damn it, what are you doing? It disappeared without a word for almost half a month!"
Wei Kuan was very excited when he saw me, patted my shoulder and said in surprise and joy.
"Something." I smiled too.
"Amazing, the end of the semester is approaching, and you are taking such a long vacation. Are you confident that you will pass all the exams and not fail a single class?" Wei Kuan said again.
"There's still a month left, don't worry, by the way, this class is a new one, right? I don't remember it before."
I quickly changed the subject.
"Yes, there are only a few ideological and political courses at the end of the term." Wei Kuan replied to me.
But after he said these words, he lowered his head, and his mobile phone was dexterously lit on the mobile phone screen, as if he was sending a message to someone.
"Who are you talking to, Lan Jie?" I asked.
I saw Wei Kuan smiled strangely at me, then nodded and said, "By the way, why haven't you responded to the messages sent to you in the past two weeks?"
"The signal is not good, there is no internet." I said.
Wei Kuan just wanted to answer, but he seemed to have seen something, and immediately his eyes widened, staring blankly ahead.
I followed Wei Kuan's gaze and saw a female teacher in professional attire walking in.
After the female teacher came in, all the hundreds of people in the large classroom were silent.
I couldn't help but look at the teacher a few more times.
The female teacher looked like she was about thirty years old. She wore gold-rimmed glasses and was full of charm.
"The teacher of this ideological and political course is so young? Still so beautiful?" Wei Kuan's voice sounded in my ear.
I could hear a lot of drooling and murmurs in the quiet classroom.
"Fortunately, I didn't skip class, this ideological and political teacher is too beautiful!"
"Which bastard lied to me that the ideological and political class was taught by an old man? I'm not going to beat him to death!"
"Brother, do you need a representative for ideological and political courses? Please vote for me."
"I voted for your sister, I think you are the body of a greedy teacher!"
Men like beautiful women, no exception, especially for teachers, they have a special complex...
And I looked back after two glances, beautiful is beautiful, but there is no Wang Mingming as beautiful.
"Hello, classmates, I'm Shangguanjin, your ideological and political teacher. In my class, everyone is free to do whatever they want. It's been a while since I graduated with a master's degree. Just call me sister."
The beautiful teacher introduced herself, and with these words, she instantly shortened the distance between us and her.
This is incredible, knowing that this teacher is not serious, many boys began to roar.
"Hello teacher!"
"Teacher, you are so beautiful!"
"Sister I love you!"
"Does the teacher like puppies?"
"..."
Shangguan Jin laughed like a spring breeze, and said, "I can feel the enthusiasm of the classmates, and I don't have a list of the classmates, so let me send a piece of paper, and everyone will write their names on it. Write it well, otherwise the teacher won't recognize it."
Then, Shangguan Jin handed out a piece of gray paper.
I didn't care much at first. After all, many places in class require student lists. Since the teacher doesn't have them on hand, we should write them down.
But until this gray piece of paper came to me, when it was time for me to write my name... JrNovels.com
After driving out of Shennongjia, several luxury cars appeared in front of us.
At this moment, Jiang Ling has cleaned up the bloody face and put on the huge sunglasses again.
She stood in front of me and said, "I have to go back to Beijing, Chen Nian, remember what I said!"
How dare I not remember it, it's about my life, I can't forget it even if I want to, not to mention that Jiang Ling bought it at such a huge price.
"If you encounter any trouble, come to Beijing to find me." Jiang Ling said again.
"Okay, you can go back and cultivate well." I said.
As soon as we say goodbye today, I don't know when I will see Jiang Ling again.
Jiang Ling finally nodded to me, she got into a luxury car and left.
And I took out the floral hair rope from my pocket, and at this moment Wang Mingming appeared in my mind.
Is Wang Mingming in the Seven Sects?
If so, is she alive or dead?
If not, where is she?
After a long time, I put away the hair rope. Now I definitely can't go to the Seven Gates Cave. If I want to find the answer, I can only go back to Yuncheng.
Wu Sangu, Qiu Weifeng, Huang Tianyuan, and even Wang Mingming's mother, Tang Huiying, may have answers there.
I took out another stone, Qian Huan Stone.
I definitely won't be using this thing for the time being, so keep it.
Finally, I pondered the fate that Jiang Ling saw at the expense of his eyes.
One year, I can only live another year.
It doesn't feel good to know when the end of my life is.
But it may be because I survived, and even if I only have a year to live, I have no particular fear.
To survive, the key lies in my parents.
Jiang Ling's words are worth pondering, my parents have passed away, so the meaning of the words should be what my parents left me.
What about the three wills? Or the origin of the Wordless Heavenly Book?
If it is related to the three-sentence will, then I have to find the last piece of yellow paper as soon as possible, and if it is related to the origin of the Great Dao, I must find a way to make this wordless book appear as soon as possible.
Still have to go back to Cloud City.
Jiang Ling knew that all of my belongings were lost in the Seven Sects, so she asked her family to give me a plane ticket, some change, and a cell phone.
After getting on the plane to Yuncheng, I turned on my phone.
Looking at the date on my phone, I haven't contacted the outside world for ten days...
It's December, one more month and the semester is over.
When I arrived in Yuncheng, I connected my mobile phone to the Internet. After logging in to WeChat, several messages appeared in an instant.
It was sent by Wei Kuan.
It was sent by Lan Jie.
It was also sent by Huang Tianyuan.
There is even a message from Tang Yangming.
But there was no message from the girl.
I almost forgot, I don't have Jin Jiu'er's WeChat account.
But that's fine, I can only live another year, after a year, the ghost knows if I can find a way to continue living, so I should not delay Jin Jiu'er.
I want to come here for nearly half a month without saying goodbye, Jin Jiu'er will gradually forget me.
I put my phone back in my pocket, didn't read anyone's messages, took a taxi and went back to school.
It was just in the afternoon when I got back to school. I looked at the timetable on my phone and found that there was a class.
Because I slept for a while on the plane, I wasn't too tired at the moment. After I went back to the dormitory to pack my things, I was ready to go to the classroom.
On the way to the classroom, I have been struggling, should I meet Jin Jiu'er?
I subconsciously wanted to see her, but after thinking about it, I chose not to go for the time being.
And just like that, I came to the big classroom.
There were no classes, and there were relatively few people, and I saw Wei Kuan at a glance.
Wei Kuan's sturdy body is hard not to see.
"Chen Nian! Why are you back! Damn it, what are you doing? It disappeared without a word for almost half a month!"
Wei Kuan was very excited when he saw me, patted my shoulder and said in surprise and joy.
"Something." I smiled too.
"Amazing, the end of the semester is approaching, and you are taking such a long vacation. Are you confident that you will pass all the exams and not fail a single class?" Wei Kuan said again.
"There's still a month left, don't worry, by the way, this class is a new one, right? I don't remember it before."
I quickly changed the subject.
"Yes, there are only a few ideological and political courses at the end of the term." Wei Kuan replied to me.
But after he said these words, he lowered his head, and his mobile phone was dexterously lit on the mobile phone screen, as if he was sending a message to someone.
"Who are you talking to, Lan Jie?" I asked.
I saw Wei Kuan smiled strangely at me, then nodded and said, "By the way, why haven't you responded to the messages sent to you in the past two weeks?"
"The signal is not good, there is no internet." I said.
Wei Kuan just wanted to answer, but he seemed to have seen something, and immediately his eyes widened, staring blankly ahead.
I followed Wei Kuan's gaze and saw a female teacher in professional attire walking in.
After the female teacher came in, all the hundreds of people in the large classroom were silent.
I couldn't help but look at the teacher a few more times.
The female teacher looked like she was about thirty years old. She wore gold-rimmed glasses and was full of charm.
"The teacher of this ideological and political course is so young? Still so beautiful?" Wei Kuan's voice sounded in my ear.
I could hear a lot of drooling and murmurs in the quiet classroom.
"Fortunately, I didn't skip class, this ideological and political teacher is too beautiful!"
"Which bastard lied to me that the ideological and political class was taught by an old man? I'm not going to beat him to death!"
"Brother, do you need a representative for ideological and political courses? Please vote for me."
"I voted for your sister, I think you are the body of a greedy teacher!"
Men like beautiful women, no exception, especially for teachers, they have a special complex...
And I looked back after two glances, beautiful is beautiful, but there is no Wang Mingming as beautiful.
"Hello, classmates, I'm Shangguanjin, your ideological and political teacher. In my class, everyone is free to do whatever they want. It's been a while since I graduated with a master's degree. Just call me sister."
The beautiful teacher introduced herself, and with these words, she instantly shortened the distance between us and her.
This is incredible, knowing that this teacher is not serious, many boys began to roar.
"Hello teacher!"
"Teacher, you are so beautiful!"
"Sister I love you!"
"Does the teacher like puppies?"
"..."
Shangguan Jin laughed like a spring breeze, and said, "I can feel the enthusiasm of the classmates, and I don't have a list of the classmates, so let me send a piece of paper, and everyone will write their names on it. Write it well, otherwise the teacher won't recognize it."
Then, Shangguan Jin handed out a piece of gray paper.
I didn't care much at first. After all, many places in class require student lists. Since the teacher doesn't have them on hand, we should write them down.
But until this gray piece of paper came to me, when it was time for me to write my name... JrNovels.com
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