I studied abroad in modern times

early morning.

Zheng Fa walked into the study of the Seventh Young Master holding a pile of drawings with talismans drawn on them.

In the morning light, the seventh young master was sitting at the desk, his hair disheveled, his face full of sleepiness, he hadn't washed his face, and his head was dozing off bit by bit.

Compared with Zheng Fa's exquisite appearance when he first saw him, the seventh young master at this time can be described as sloppy.

Hearing the footsteps of Zheng Fa entering the door, the seventh young master showed no reaction and still slept soundly. A trace of saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth and almost fell on an open talisman diagram on the table.

Zheng Fa placed the drawing in his hand on the desk in front of him.

The seventh young master was awakened by him, slowly raised his head, glanced at Zheng Fa, and then looked at the drawings Zheng Faxin brought.

"This is?"

"Today's mission." Zheng Fa smiled kindly.

The seventh young master stretched out his hand tremblingly, with his index finger and thumb spread wide. He compared the thickness of the stack of drawings and found that his hand was not big enough.

His eyes widened: "Why is this so much higher than the previous few days!"

"Master, you just started learning this secret technique a few days ago. I have reduced the workload to let you get used to it." Zheng Fa said that he was very considerate: "But now we can start formal training."

"Adapting?" The seventh young master's voice was full of incomprehension of the word: "I have been sleeping for two hours a day these days. When I open my eyes, there are symbols, symbols, symbol, symbol, symbol, symbol. Are you telling me that you are adapting? I am going to die soon." Okay!”

Zheng Fa shook his head. Tuhai's tactics were indeed a bit cruel to people like the Seventh Young Master who had hardly studied hard.

But two months is too tight, so it has to be this way.

Zheng Fa did not find these symbols randomly.

Zheng Fa was not prepared to leak the notebook that Old Man Bai gave him - a "Spiritual Crane Body" brought him a lot of trouble, making Zheng Fa more cautious about this modern knowledge.

But in order for the seventh young master to improve his ability to analyze runic diagrams, he needed to teach the seventh young master some of the skills inside.

Zheng Fa might as well learn the methods in the notebook first, and then find some runes with the same characteristics that can be analyzed using a technique, and give them to the Seventh Young Master to analyze every day.

Subtly let the other person understand the technique.

This is a bit like what is called specialized training in modern schools.

This approach is a little tiring for Zheng Fa, but it is safer.

On the other hand, it also forced Zheng Fa to improve his understanding of these methods.

"I quit!" Looking at the drawings in front of him that he had not finished analyzing yesterday, and then looking at the new drawings Zheng Fa brought, the seventh young master pushed the table and stood up.

Zheng Fa was not surprised. The seventh young master could persist for so many days, which was a bit beyond his expectation.

"You really don't want to learn anymore?" He looked at the seventh young master.

"I won't learn!" The seventh young master shook his head firmly.

"Okay." Zheng Fa turned to look at Gao Yuan: "Bring over the box I brought."

"Okay!" Gao Yuan said happily, holding a long box in his arms.

"What is this?" The seventh young master was a little confused.

"Two days ago, Madam sent Butler Wu to find me and entrusted me with a magic weapon." Zheng Fa said in a deep tone as he took the long box from Gao Yuan's hand.

"Magic weapon?" The seventh young master was stunned for a moment.

Zheng Fa opened the long box and pulled out a long rattan with a piece of red silk delicately tied on it.

"Why does this thing look so familiar?" The seventh young master frowned and thought.

"The lady gave it to me, and I named it Shang Fang's treasured vine. Manager Wu said that if the young master gives up halfway again, this treasured vine will be like the lady's presence in person." Zheng Fa took the vine in his hand, and his smile became even gentler: "Allow me to fight first. Beat later."

"I recognized it!" The seventh young master suddenly realized: "Isn't this what my mother used to teach me when I was a child?"

"Young Master has a good memory!"

Seeing Zheng Fa getting closer and closer with the cane, the seventh young master's face became more and more frightened: "Stop! My mother always uses this to scare me, but she feels sorry for me and has never really hit me!"

"Yes, Madam said, when she heard the young master cry or saw you crying, she couldn't bear it. So she gave me the cane." Zheng Fa waved the cane: "I beat her, and she Can’t hear or see.”

"..." The seventh young master suddenly sat down on the chair with a sweet expression: "I'll learn from you! Don't do anything!"

…

Seeing the seventh young master studying hard, Gao Yuan sighed regretfully.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Fa turned to ask him.

"Young Master is so spineless."

Gao Yuan whispered, it was a pity that the seventh young master did not appear to be beaten.

"Don't think I can't hear you." The seventh young master raised his head and glared at Gao Yuan.

Gao Yuan covered his mouth.

The seventh young master frowned and glanced at Gao Yuan for a few times: "Young master, I suddenly discovered that you also have some talent for learning talismans. How about we learn together!"

"Don't!" Gao Yuan waved his hands quickly: "I am not so lucky!"

The Seventh Young Master looked at the plateau where he was gloating over his misfortune, and then at Zheng Fa who was standing aside, and couldn't help but curse: "When a villain succeeds, a nest of snakes and rats will follow! My future life will be dark!"

The room suddenly became dark.

"Huh?" The seventh young master was stunned and murmured: "Is it true that I just follow my words? I want to become an immortal immediately, and I want Fu Dao to die!"

"Master, bird!" Gao Yuan pointed outside the window.

"What bird?"

The seventh young master and Zheng Fa looked towards the sky.

A huge bird as big as this yard flew across the sky, its wings spread out, blocking the sunlight in the sky.

This giant bird has blue feathers all over its body, with some long red feathers only growing on the very edges of its tail and the back of its wings. When it streaks across the sky, it looks like a green and reddish fireworks.

"Qingluan!" The seventh young master suddenly jumped up: "My sister is back!"

He waved to the sky frantically and shouted: "Sister! Sister! Save me! Come and save me!"

…

On Qingluan's back, two girls stood one behind the other.

The one in front, wearing red clothes, raised his neck and looked at the scenery below, and pointed at the Zhao family courtyard to introduce to the person behind him: "This is my home!"

"That's my yard over there. There's also a small fish pond with a lot of fish. I even fell into it when I was a kid."

"My mother lives in that small building. She likes to listen to those babbling things the most. I didn't like to go there before."

"The yard I just passed by is my brother's. It seems to have been renovated and a small garden has been built."

The girl behind her was wearing a simple blue robe. She looked at her companion who was so excited that he kept talking, and asked softly: "You have been away from home for ten years, and you still remember it so clearly?"

The girl in red pursed her lips and smiled sheepishly: "When I first went to Qingmu Sect, I dreamed every night about how I was at home - later I drew this place myself and took it out from time to time. Look. Even though it has been ten years, the general appearance has not changed.”

The girl in green looked a little embarrassed at her, smiled softly, and asked: "Did someone in the yard wave to us just now? It seemed like they were calling me sister? Is it my brother?"

"No!" The woman in red said categorically: "At first glance, that man is a slovenly man who has studied hard and is well-educated. He is definitely not my brother."

Seeing that the girl in green didn't understand, she even explained: "You don't know who my brother is. He has been pretty and lazy since he was a child."

"I beat him up when I was a child, and I knew how serious I was. The injury would heal in one day, but he lay in bed for three months just to avoid going to school! My mother still doted on him, and now she probably even more so. It’s out of shape!”

"...Maybe after ten years, people will change?"

"Well, what if he was taken over by some old monster?" The girl in red touched her chin: "No way, what old monster is so blind that he can like my brother?"