Chapter 434: Old problems

As a full-level police teacher, Yang Feng has a strong body immunity, and he is not invaded by a hundred poisons. Any poison can not hurt half of his vellus hair. Even if the drugs and Mongolian sweat drugs have no effect on him.
However, in front of this densely written tome, Yang Feng, an undefeated legend on the rivers and lakes, ended up falling down with black eyes.
Yang Feng spent the entire day in deep sleep, waking up three times during this period, each time he woke up, read a book for a minute, and immediately fell on it again.
I have to say that this book is really the most powerful sleeping pill for students.
Yang Feng's old problem of falling down after seeing a book has been infected since elementary school, and has not been cured until four years in university, and it is even getting worse.
In this way, in the early morning of the next morning, the day was just dark, Yang Xiaoyi went to bed early and got up again to go out to practice the exercises. He glanced at Yang Feng who was still lying on the table, and shook his head helplessly.
The two old men, the Poison King and the Corpse King, also rushed over early in the morning, wanting to see Yang Feng's study progress, and they were quite expecting.
Old poison, can you lie to Master Yang like that? "
Did I lie to him? "
You said that the rules of etiquette are the encyclopedia of the secrets of this teaching, as long as he fully memorizes it, he can solve the black soul seal, can this be a deception? "
How can this be called cheating? This is indeed the case! "
The corner of his mouth grinned, and the Poison King grinned and said: As long as he learns this etiquette well, he can pass the examination of the ancestor, then he will officially become the leader. At that time, he will be able to enter the sacred mound and pass on the secrets and secrets of the sect, and he will naturally solve the black soul seal. Then, is this etiquette norms count as the sect's secrets? "
Oh, that's how it is, what you say like this really makes sense. "
What does it make sense? The ancestor, the old man, turned the encyclopedia of secret techniques into ritual norms. Don’t you understand the profound meaning? This is called learning morality before learning art, and the saint ancestor must first examine the character of Master Yang before he can pass on art. "
Poison King's eyes were shining brightly, as if he had already seen everything.
The corpse king nodded slightly, agreeing.
At this moment, when Yang Xiaoyi saw them coming, he couldn't help but immediately stopped practicing, and said with a smile: Two seniors, good morning, what etiquette rules have you come to recite today? "
Oh, Yang Erxia, morning, you are still so diligent, ha ha ha! "
With a chuckle, the Poison King nodded at him, then pointed carefully at the door, and asked: That... how is Young Master Yang now? "
Oh, my third brother..."
After exhaling a long sigh of breath, Yang Xiaoyi couldn't help but sigh: Since I came back yesterday afternoon, I have been clamoring about studying and struggling. It has been a whole day, and my body has not been in bed. Since childhood, I have never seen him so diligent. "
Oh? So hard? "
With joy on the face, the Poison King and the two were full of excitement. The kid finally got up, and then pushed the door eagerly to see Yang Feng’s progress, but as soon as he walked in, he heard Yang Feng’s shock. The snoring of the sky, and the figure lying soundly asleep at the table.
Uh!
Feeling stagnant, the poison kings turned their heads to look at Yang Xiaoyi with embarrassment, pointed inside and said: This is..."
Oh, he is sleeping, he has slept all day. "
All day? "
The four eyes couldn't help but burst out together, and the poison king two anxiously said: Didn't you say that he hasn't been in bed all day? "
Yes, since my third brother yelled to study and struggle yesterday, he no longer sleeps in bed, but instead sleeps on the table with a thick book underneath. Moreover, his sleep time has also become longer, and he basically does not wake up, so he might as well sleep in bed. "
Uh!
With a twitch of cheeks, the two kings of Poison looked at each other and couldn't help being dumbfounded.
Is this his struggle?
Alas, it seems we still overestimate him. If we want to train him into a true leader, we have to personally supervise him.
Thinking of this, the Poison Kings pondered for a while, risking their lives from being beaten up again, came to Yang Feng in a daring manner, gently touched his arm, and murmured: Young Master? Time to wake up! "
what? get up? I'm not in bed, what bed do I get up? "
Suddenly straightening up, Yang Feng murmured sleepily: Have you left school? "
What to learn? Early in the morning, it's time for class! "The King of Poison was anxious and corrupted.
He slapped his mouth twice and wiped the halazi at the corner of his mouth. Yang Feng shook his body and yawned and said: Class? Early self-study... the teacher came and called me. "
bump!
After that, Yang Feng's head sank, and he fell asleep on the table again. It was obvious that he was confused, thinking that it was time to return to middle school.
But with his attitude, the poison king was so angry that he cursed his beard and cursed: Young Master Yang, get me up, which rule of etiquette have you memorized? "
what? Which one? There was a power outage at my house yesterday, so I couldn't memorize the text and didn't write homework. Teacher, don't say anything, I know what to do, now I will go out to the penalty station! "
With a sharp spirit, Yang Feng stood up again, and without a word, he walked outside the door, but he just walked to the door and saw his second brother staring at him with a strange expression.
Hey, I don’t seem to be in class.
When he turned around and saw the inexplicable faces of the Poison Kings, he immediately woke up.
Oh, he has traveled, and came to another world, not as a boy.
Fortunately, he didn't return to high school, otherwise he would be saddened by memorizing the text.
Taking a long breath, Yang Feng felt a false alarm, and smiled and said: Hey, old poison, why are you here? "
Let's see which article you have memorized in this book. "
The Poison King picked up the book and said lightly.
Uh!
With a twitch of face, Yang Feng sighed helplessly: After all, he still didn't escape the fate of memorizing the text. They were all in a different world, and they had to be spot checked. Hey, don't say anything, I understand, I will go out to the penalty station. "
As he said, Yang Feng turned his head in silence and walked out.
come back! "
With a loud shout, the Poison King stopped him, then looked helplessly at the corpse king on the side, and smiled bitterly: Brother, we have to personally teach Young Master Yang's etiquette rules, his self-control is really... alas! "
Personal teaching? What do you mean? "
Yang Feng was puzzled.
In the next moment, Yang Feng and Yang Feng were taken to a magnificent palace. When countless maidservants and servants saw them, they all bowed and knelt down, sipping loudly: See Young Master Yang, I wish Young Master Yang a good life Tian Qi. "
Wow, what is this place, it's so big! "
Looking at this magnificent and magnificent building, both Yang Feng and Yang Xiaoyi couldn't help but grow their mouths. They were surprised: The scale here is no less than the palace. "
This is the residence of the leader of the religion. No one except the leader is allowed to enter. But starting from today, in order to facilitate the study of Yang Gongzi's etiquette, the two moved here, and we will also move in to supervise Yang Gongzi's study work. "
Leaning over slightly, the Poison King smiled.
The corpse king also looked at the familiar environment here with a smile on his face, and sighed: I haven't been here for more than a hundred years. Back then, the leader of Ouyang was alive, and we often gather here. But since his death, this place has been sealed, and we have never been here again. "
Why? "
Because the leader’s residence can only be entered with the permission of the leader, otherwise it is a transgression and a sin of apostasy. Although the old man has been in charge of the sacred religion for a hundred years, he has never entered here, so as to avoid people gossiping, ha ha ha! "
Poison King gave a faint smile and explained.
Yang Feng nodded slightly and smiled, and Yang Xiaoyi also smiled, but he was taken aback.
Hey, they didn't dare to enter here before because they were afraid of gossip. How come they dare to enter now?