Chapter 2862: Real world 212

Chapter 2862 Real World 212
Muxiang also realized that she was over-reacted, and smiled slyly: "Mu sister, this is not a good school. We can't go to this academy, but I heard that this school is haunted all the year round. There are no students in the academy. There are only two."
"Let's go." North Rain did not say anything.
Xiaomoer followed the north rain, and Xue Qian followed it. Muxiang saw them all gone, and naturally followed.
The more you go up, the more desolate, the steps are covered with moss, and the weeds are everywhere, as if no one has ever walked. When they arrived at the entrance of the academy, they saw the open door, the fallen leaves of the land, the dilapidated green tile house, and it was not like a college.
If the words "Qinjin College" are written on the plaque, I am afraid that people will think that they have found the wrong place.
Muxiang looked at the Yijin Academy incredibly, knowing that the college was not very good, but after seeing it, he was still shocked.
"Is this school really open yet?" Xue Qian said.
The dark night, always in the dark, came out from the darkness, stood beside them, and looked at the college that was falling behind.
"Mu sister, is this academy really let the young master of the ink to read?" asked Xiang.
"Read, why not read if you drive." Bei Yu said calmly, it seems that he did not see the fall of the college.
Some of the colleges are so magnificent, and they are all incompetent people who are unclear and unspeakable.
The night came up and knocked the door of the college.
After knocking for a long time, I heard a footstep behind the door. When the people opened the door and suddenly saw the group of people standing outside the door, they were amazed.
"Who are you looking for?"
The person who opened the door was a scholar, and he was handsome and handsome, but his face was sallow, apparently caused by chronic malnutrition. A blue-gray robes, robes washed white, with a few patches on it, showing that the home is not plentiful.
"Looking for Zhou Fuzi."
The group followed the scholar and went to the courtyard. The cleaning in the yard was very clean and completely different from the outside.
When they entered, they met another scholar.
"Zi Ming, who are they?"
"Guest." Qiu Ziming faintly replied.
There have been no outsiders in the academy for a long time. This time, so many people have come to make them feel new.
Qiu Ziming asked several people to wait in the front hall and walked into the backyard.
A moment later, Qiu Ziming’s side was surrounded by an old man who was over half a hundred years old and full of white hair. When the old man saw a few of them, he carefully looked at it carefully and decided not to know a few people.
"I don't know who is looking for an old man?" Mrs. Zhou's gaze swept back and forth in Xue Qian and the dark night, and finally stayed on Bei Yu's body.
"Zhou Fuzi, polite." Bei Yuxi took a gift to the old man. "I am here today for the children to attend school."
Zhou Fuzi looked at Xiao Moer. "Is this child?"
"Exactly."
Zhou Fuzi waved at Xiaomoer, and Xiaomoer went to his front. "Can there be enlightenment? What books have you read?"
Muxiang said: "Our young master is already a show."
Qiu Ziming looked at Xiao Moer in surprise, and even Zhou Fuzi was surprised. He looked at Xiao Moer's eyes and became soft.
"It's a good boy, just not suitable for our college." Mrs. Zhou smiled and refused.
This result does not say that a few people did not expect Muxiang, even Qiu Ziming did not come.
(End of this chapter)