Chapter 134

"Disciple He De He, you can spend more than a hundred lives."

"Forget it, I saved everything."

Qing Yue sighed, "who let me have only such an apprentice in my recent life? Without you, who will feed me back to my old age in the future?"

In fact, Liu Liang really wants to say that she may not live through the moon.

"You have good food and fun there. Just bring some back for the teacher."

"Go."

Qingyue points Liu Liang's forehead, and then Liu Liang feels dizzy. Everything in front of her begins to blur, and finally becomes a fuzzy fog, which no longer exists.

When Qing Yue saw that there was no one here, she put her feet on the table. There was no image at all. There was no fairy spirit. It was clear that she was a bad old man.

"It's just the fate of more than a hundred years. I'll just eat a fairy pearl flower and grass to make it up."

"Ginger is still old and spicy, and the baby is still tender."

Liu Liang opened her eyes again. She was still in her room, and everything seemed unchanged. The osmanthus tree across the window was still swaying and enchanting.

She looked at her hand. Above her white and tender fingers, she could clearly see some cocoons, which were left by making cloth flowers.

And she suddenly smiled and looked at her. Why did she have such a strange dream? She dreamed of the old man and her own return.

I checked my breathing decision, which seems to be more pure, but it will take several years to practice until her last life.

The next morning, Liu Liang came back from jogging outside. When she combed her hair in the mirror, she found a red dot in the corner of her eyes.

Where did this come from?

She touched the red dot with her finger.

It doesn't hurt or itch.

Where did you hit it?

And she didn't pay much attention to these. After breakfast, she went to the school. Although she said she could free school, she really couldn't go too far. If she went too far, she would have no friends.

Besides, she didn't have many friends.

When she got home, she couldn't help touching the corners of her eyes. The strange thing was that the corners of her eyes were a little hot. She wiped them with her fingers. It was difficult. Which insect bit it, so it was red and hot.

As soon as she threw her schoolbag on the table, Liu Liang grabbed the mirror on the table and found that the red spots under her eyes became more and more red, just like a cinnabar mole.

worm?

She buttoned it with her fingers, but it was about to scratch and bleed, and it still didn't fall off.

It doesn't seem to be an insect. Liu Liang touched it again. In fact, she didn't look carefully. She couldn't notice it. At this time, the red mole was just like the solidification of a drop of blood, a little, like hard work.

So this is called cinnabar nevus.

"If you grow up here, it looks good."

She said to herself, impartial, not big or small. In addition, her skin is not black. The more obvious this mole is, it is bright and dripping.

When she picked up the book from the table, she didn't care about the mole that suddenly grew out. Some moles originally grew out suddenly.

High school classes are more difficult than junior high school. I don't know how much. Even if Liu Liang really went to high school, she is also a person who has passed the college entrance examination, but she still forgot some knowledge. It's not easy to regain her previous courses.

If a child is not too clever, he should fly first, just like her.

So she spent every day like other students, and she didn't remember that half a month had passed

After turning the book for a while, she suddenly felt that her back was a little sour, so she directly held the book, climbed to the bed, and turned it over. She didn't know when she fell asleep, but she still held the book in her arms.

And she didn't know that the cinnabar mole under her eyes was as red as blood.

Until her hand felt light, her eyes opened and the person sat up.

"What word is this?"

A burst of muttering, how can you be so familiar, but also owe a beating.

Liu Liang's eyes moved up and saw an old man with a white beard turning over a book in his hand.

And how can books be so familiar,

This is her

High school textbooks.

Is this a dream again?

Liu Liang pinched her thigh secretly. She was determined to scratch again, but she was pinched hard, and the pain was hissing.

"This is what you brought to the master?"

Qingyue left her high school textbooks aside. She can't eat or play. The words are still strange and can't understand.

Liu Liang quickly took the high school textbook and held it in her arms.

"Master, this is not a dream, is it?"

She knew it was silly to ask, but she still asked the silly question.

"Dream?"

Qingyue stretched out her hand and pinched Liu Liang's face hard, which could pinch and swell Liu Liang's face. "Did I say it in vain last time? I lost a hundred years of cultivation for you, which opened this road of time reversal."

"Here are the keys."

"Key?"

Liu Liang checked her whole body. Didn't she see the key?

"Here."

Qing Yue pointed to the corner of Liu Liang's eye.

"You look good. You're too ugly. I don't think this place is suitable for where you grow."

Liu Liang stretched out her hand and touched the corner of her eyes. It was this cinnabar mole, and she had no time to think about others. She just knew that she seemed to have escaped a disaster. As a master with evil interests, she didn't let the mole grow in the corner of her mouth, otherwise she would have become a matchmaker.

And it's under the corner of her eye. She can accept it.

While she was still in a daze, one hand stretched out.

"Disciple, what did you bring to the master? Is it difficult to achieve that there is only one broken book?"

Liu Liang touched her pocket and shook her head.

She thought it was a dream, so she didn't have anything. It was this book that she fell asleep after watching it.

"Hum!"

Qingyue snorted coldly and was not satisfied at all. But he waited for half a month to see what Liu Liang had in the world. As a result, he had nothing. He had to wait for another half a month.

"Master, I cook delicious food now. I can cook a lot of delicious food for you."

Liu Liang looks more and more pleasing to the black faced moon.

She thought it was a dream, but the result was not a dream. Other people's month was one month, and her month could become three months. With these three months, she could learn all the lessons of the three years of high school in one year, and she could spare time to do more things.

Although Qingyue is still not very satisfied, it can only be so.

"This will not be the case."

Qing Yue carried her hand behind her, and then he put her hand above Liu Liang's head.

"Disciple, have you ever been retrograde to rest?"