For the monks of the sect, song Shuhang's joining the sect is equivalent to a 90 year old man who is illiterate and has half a foot in the coffin and suddenly wants to go to primary school. Even if the old man entered the school through various relationships, how much could he learn? What can be achieved? Even he doesn't have the future - who knows if the 90 year old will die tomorrow?

Even if song Shuhang succeeded in building the foundation, he would spend more than half of his time and resources on promotion than those who were four or five years old.

On the other hand, they will be talented disciples with rapid promotion, less resource consumption and unlimited future.

On the other hand, song Shuhang, who has difficulties in the future Jin Dynasty, consumes more resources and has a dim future.

As long as the senior leaders of the school have no problem, they will not waste too much time, teachers' energy and precious cultivation resources on song Shuhang.

Even if they can take care of song Shuhang for a while, they can't take care of song Shuhang!

The master of copper divination was speechless. He didn't think so much about Beihe Sanren. He only thought that it was extremely hard for him to be free. He didn't expect that the school was no better for song Shuhang.

"So, whether it is a school or a loose repair, there is no big difference for song Shuhang. In this way, it is the best way for him to choose. You can't blame anyone for what you choose, even if it's wrong. " Beihe Sanren light road.

As the predecessors of free cultivation, what they can do is to help song Shuhang when he needs it.

It is a dormitory in Jiangnan University Town.

Song Shuhang leaned on the chair and looked at a small sealed cup on the edge of the computer table, which contained the rest of the quenched body fluid. These quenched body fluids should be taken together with the basic meditation method and boxing method taught by pharmacists to give better play to their efficacy.

At this time, a melodious music sounds, is his mobile phone ring.

Song Shuhang pressed the answer button, and Tu Bo's voice came: "Shuhang, have you sorted out your two big boxes? Well, come to us. Yangde's house is settled! Come and have a look, and then our brothers will go out and have a meal. "

"OK, I'll go right away and send me the address." Song Shuhang returned.

"Text you." Tubo hung up the phone.

At the end of the call, song Shuhang put down his mobile phone and looked out of the window.

Perhaps, he also needs to rent a room outside the school like Yang De.

You don't have to live outside, but if you want to practice alchemy occasionally, or when you want to practice later, you can have a place where no one will disturb you.

"If you want to rent a house outside, why don't you take a part-time job?" Song Shuhang is just an ordinary student. He doesn't have computer technology like Li Yangde. I'm afraid he has to work part-time to make money.

In other words, how did the seniors in Jiuzhou Group 1 make money? They are not isolated from the world. Should they need money in their daily life? At least we have to pay for electricity, Internet and so on.

At the same time, Tubo sent an address message.

Room 602, building 221D, Daji block.

This is a block near the university town.

……

……

"The location is good, and it's close to the school. Yang de has found a good place. " Song Shuhang looks at the mobile phone map and advances against the address sent by Tu Bo.

Daji block is an old residential area. Due to the lack of planning when it was built before, the houses are of various shapes and sizes. The alleys are crisscross and crisscross. It looks a bit messy from a distance.

"In this position, you should be able to take a shortcut, which can save a lot of time." It's like a fish in the alley.

These remote alleys used to be a gathering place for bad people in schools.

And speaking of the bad people, we have to mention the bad people who were exterminated by the group two days ago.

The group was group seconds, and was beaten to even mom can not recognize the bad guys, in dizziness for two days and two nights, finally wake up.

Afterwards, a special member of the school's news department asked them about the experience of dizziness.

But strangely, these bad people racked their brains, but none of them could recall the situation at that time. They have lost their memories of that day, and they don't even know why they were in the hospital. In their memory, one second they were still smoking and pretending to be forced in the alley. The next second they woke up, they were already in the hospital. Everyone was confused.

The hospital can not detect the reason, only when they are collective amnesia, this matter can only be abandoned.

This event has become one of the new "incredible events" in Jiangnan University Town.

"Obviously, their memory has been tampered with." Song Shuhang has a secret way in his heart.

If only one or two people's memory is fuzzy, it can be said that it may be due to being hit in the head, resulting in unclear memory. However, the memory of No. 80 or 90 people is not clear, and all of them have lost the memory of that day. There is no such coincidence in the world.

Thanks to the bad group event, the bad guys in the deep lane near the university town have been converged a lot recently - the alley was originally the gathering place of the bad people. In the past, these alleys were full of bad things. These days, the number has dropped sharply.As a result, the security in the neighborhood is much better.

There is a saying that it is written like this: say, fuck!

Oh, no, it's just about to do it.

Song Shuhang just remembered the word "bad" in his mind, and soon there were a group of bad people smoking in groups right in front of him.

A total of seven people, each with long hair, dyed colorful. There are ear nails, mouth nails and nose rings. With a cigarette end in the mouth, it's just on the forehead that I'm young and rebellious, and I'm bad.

Naturally, the seven bad targets are not song Shuhang, a tall man. Even if it is a bad person, it is rare to provoke song Shuhang, who seems to be able to beat students.

Bad people at this time with evil smile, surrounded a girl. One of them, about 1.72 meters, is forcing the girl to the wall in the form of wall Dong.

"Beauty, is it lonely to be alone here? Do you want to have a good time with our brothers? "

"Free play, all kinds of fun."

"It will be very comfortable."

"My brothers will play with you."

"There is a very good shop nearby. It's not far away. You want to play again after playing."

All kinds of teasing, all kinds of teasing.

Song Shuhang looks at the girl who is beaten by the wall.

About 1.5 meters tall, short hair, plain face but still pretty appearance. Because of her petite figure, she looks like a high school student. Maybe the actual age will be a little older.

Lovely and beautiful girl, alone in the alley, do not attract these bad things. So, girls don't go to sparsely populated places alone.

At this time, the girl's eyebrows wrinkled and her face showed obvious disgust.

Even the expression of disgust on the petite face is very lovely.

"Oh, even if you are angry, it's lovely. Let your brother love you well?" On the wall, the girl's blonde hair was thumping, and the corner of her mouth showed the president's evil smile. One hand supported the wall, and the other hand tried to touch the girl's face.

Song Shuhang sighed. He couldn't read it any more.

He clenched his fist and strode forward.

Because he had just been hardened, song Shuhang couldn't control his speed. A little bit of force, the result "whoosh" on the run out.

She was teasing a young girl, but she felt her eyes were just a flower. Then, song Shuhang, who was still seven or eight meters behind her, suddenly appeared beside them.

Song Shuhang put out his big hand, opened his five fingers, and grasped the back of his golden head with a big hand.

His height is about 1.72 meters. Song Shuhang is only a little higher than him.

"Hello I said, can't you see that other girls are not willing to play with you? " Song Shuhang put a little effort on his hand, and even grabbed his head to lift up the bad blond hair.

Shit! Song Shuhang himself was startled. He knew that he had been strengthened by quenching body fluid, and his strength had increased a lot. But I didn't expect to carry a human of more than 100 Jin, just like carrying a wooden stick.

www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!