Chapter 5

Morson carefully controlled his stride, trying not to be too fast or too slow. He looked straight ahead and didn't look left and right at all.

It was a shame to be found before, but at present, Mosen feels that he can give at least 90 points for his indifferent performance. He didn't know that his performance of "90 points" made his walking very artificial, which caused Lu Ping's laughter and another storm in the classroom.

Mo Senquan didn't know it. With a 90% attitude, he finally came to a distance he thought was far enough. Then I turned back and began to think about what to do next. As a result, Lu Ping jumped out of the window.

Smelly boy, I ran away halfway through class!

Morton was so angry that he completely forgot that Lu Ping didn't come to class, and the first half was an extremely rare situation in the past three years.

However, seeing Lu Ping walking on the empty road, Mosen suddenly thought.

This... Seems like an opportunity?

At this time, most of the students focus on taking classes in the wind picking building, and there are few people in the college. Call Lu Ping to a remote place at this time, can't you minimize the risk?

Yes, that's it.

A plan quickly appeared in Mosen's mind. He accelerated his movement, detoured around the front, sorted out his mood behind a big tree, and walked head-on to Lu Ping as if nothing had happened.

"Eh, miss Mosen? Again. " Lu Ping and Mosen said hello, surprised.

"Aren't you in class? How did you get here? " Morson asked with a frown. This was the opening speech he had planned in advance. He thought it was very natural and reasonable.

"Oh, if the students say they don't want to listen to the class, please go out, and I'll come out." Lu Ping said.

"Er..." the answer, which was so frank that people couldn't look directly at it, made Mosen forget his words.

"No learning, no skill!" He finally thought of what he should say and criticized him severely.

Lu Ping smiled.

"Anyway, you're fine. Do me a favor later. I can forgive you for stepping on my water lily." Morson began his plan.

"Oh, OK, what's the matter?" Lu Ping asked.

It's easy to take the bait! With pride, Mosen immediately said, "ten o'clock, no, it's still ten thirty. Go to the garden in the northwest. Do you know where it is?"

"I know."

"Well, ten thirty, don't forget." Morson told me.

"In fact, I'm fine now. Why don't I go there now?" Lu Ping said.

The unexpected answer immediately made Mosen a little flustered. Of course not now. He has to be prepared because he wants to make all this an accident.

"No!" "I don't need you now. Come back at 10:30. That's it," said Morson in a firm and indisputable tone

"Then... OK!" Lu Ping hesitated and finally accepted Mosen's arrangement.

Morson took a breath and nodded, "OK, that's it!"

"Yes, Mr. Morrison. Bye."

"Yes." Mosen nodded and watched Lu Ping leave until he couldn't see him. Detour, accelerate, straight to the northwest of the college. This garden is the most biased in the wind picking college, and the garden planning is not very good. But that's the job of a gardener. Mosen is a gardener. The job content is very different. Planting and cultivating all kinds of flowers and trees is his specialty. In this unpopular garden, Mosen often comes here to do some strange cultivation experiments. He is quite familiar with it.

At this time, there will never be anyone here.

When Morson arrived, he confirmed the time: 9:35. So I was more convinced that I knew how well I pushed the time from ten o'clock to ten thirty.

Fifty five minutes, should that be enough?

Morson had a plan in his mind to make an accident. He decided to use a viewing Pavilion in the garden. The pavilion has been worn out for a long time. No one should be surprised when it collapsed. What he has to do is to make it meet his needs.

After studying the structure of the viewing Pavilion, Mosen began to work. Busy, tossing and sweating, time passed quickly. After completing the first part of the expected work, Mosen took a look at the time.

Ten fifteen!

Has it been forty minutes? Mosen was shocked. The time consumption exceeded his imagination. He completely overestimated his demolition ability. However, I dare not use the means of soul power, which will leave traces.

Fifteen minutes! It seems a little late, but it's man-made.

Morson didn't give up and accelerated. Such efficiency has been improved a lot, but it is undoubtedly very difficult to complete it at 10:30.

Maybe the boy will be late?

Morson didn't want to give up halfway and considered all kinds of possibilities. He didn't stop, watching where he came from. At half past ten, Lu Ping didn't show up. There was a burst of ecstasy in Mosen's heart. This guy was really unreliable. He would be late. He was a little late, five minutes! I still have a chance to finish it.

Five Minutes! Oh, it's almost, but that guy hasn't arrived yet. There's still time. It's a little later, you fool.

ten minutes! Almost. But people haven't come yet. Good. You'll pay for your untimely credit. It's a wonderful irony.

Fifteen minutes! Hoo, it's done. This guy is actually 15 minutes late. It's really unreliable, but because of this, he completely ruined his life. It's really sad.

Mosen, who finished everything, breathed a sigh. He was covered with sweat, but he didn't feel tired at all. He began to eagerly look forward to Lu Ping's arrival and his overturning by the collapsed viewing Pavilion.

When that guy comes, that's it, that's it

Mosen thought about his plan to lure Lu Ping into the game. He just felt that everything was perfect.

Ninety points! Morson was satisfied and gave himself a high score of 90 again.

But in the twinkling of an eye, it was eleven o'clock, and half an hour had passed from the agreed time, but I didn't even see the shadow of Lu Ping.

It's terrible. I don't keep my word and don't respect time. Morson scolded Lu Ping, but Lu Ping didn't appear for another half an hour.

Does... This guy think it's 10:30 in the evening?

Think about it carefully. I really forgot to emphasize that it was morning.

Wait until 10:30 pm? That's stupid. Just come back at night. But what if the guy wasn't waiting for the night, but was simply and shamefully late for an hour?

Wait another hour!

After thinking about it, Morson finally decided. So, an hour later, Mosen left the northwest garden tired and hungry. On the way to the college canteen, his legs were a little nervous.

Old and not very strong. Although the six spirits have a total of 17 heaven levels, there is not even one heaven level among them, which is closely related to physical quality. This is the inheritance of their family. They are very slow in the perception of the spirit of power.

He didn't dare to use the power of the soul. He worked entirely on his own physical strength, which was by no means easy for Mosen. At the beginning, there was a sense of expectation, but the two-hour wait had exhausted this strength.

At this time, Mosen only wanted to have a full meal and then go back to sleep. It happened that Lu Ping and Su Tang came out of the canteen and met him.

"Lu Ping!" Morson suddenly brought up some spirit.

"Mr. Morson." They greeted him together.

"I think you haven't forgotten what I told you?" Morson said.

"Of course not." Lu Ping said.

Morson felt a little relieved. It seemed that the boy really thought it was 10:30 p.m.

"Don't forget." After Mohsen said something, he really didn't want to say anything more. He just wanted to eat and rest as soon as possible. As a result, I was about to leave, but I heard Su Tang asking Lu Ping, "what's up?"

too bad!

Morson's heart suddenly tightened.

Careless! How can you say this in front of Su Tang? When she asked, Lu Ping said that there would be some accidents there at night. It's easy to make people think of it?

What can you say?

Thinking nervously, suddenly someone on the avenue over there shouted, "no!"

"What?" The cry attracted a lot of people's attention and chased them one after another.

"The viewing Pavilion of No. 18 garden in Northwest District collapsed."

"Ah! Did you hurt anyone? "

"That's not true, but Mr. Hoff said after checking that someone had damaged the structure of the viewing Pavilion."

"Ah? Who would do such a thing? "

"I don't know. It's still under investigation. Mr. Hoff said that from the degree of damage, this man obviously didn't want to demolish the viewing Pavilion, but wanted to use the collapse of the viewing pavilion to have another plan."

"What else can I do? I want to hurt people!"

"It must be!"

"There should be such people in the college."

"Yes, it's terrible. Who can it be?"

"Did you see anyone over there this morning?"

"I don't know..."

The news spread, and there were different opinions. The students were talking about it, and there were such voices passing by Morson.

"Miss Morrison, Miss Morrison?"

"Ah!" Mosen suddenly recovered and found that Su Tang was by his side at some time. He didn't know how many times he called.

"What's the matter with you? You look so ugly. " Su Tang asked with concern.

"I... I'm fine. I did some work in the morning. I'm a little tired. I need to rest." Said Morson.

"Shall I take you back?"

"No, no, I'll just go by myself. Go and help you!"

"Oh, be careful!"

"Be careful, be careful..." Mosen repeated these two words, which already had a different meaning in his heart. How should this matter end? To confess to the college? The college will understand that it's for Su Tang to eradicate scum... No, if it's a personal purpose, maybe it's OK, but how can the college's purpose kill one student directly because he affects another? This is morally untenable. I've gone a little too far!

Being restless, he suddenly heard Lu Ping shouting behind him: "Mr. Morson, do you want to go to No. 18 garden in the evening?"