C34 Herba aconitum linnaeus

Half of my hair had turned white, shocking Xiao Xin and his family of three.

I can't tell them that I killed Mo Wen Xing either. In the end, they mistook me for someone who suffered so much damage because of the white ghost.

Bai Yanlang that fellow did not say much, but looking at his grateful look, was he not willing to charge in for me? It's true that this person has a cold personality, but he still has some morals. This made my heart warm up a lot.

After that, we were free for a while. Junior Martial Sister and I stopped working. Bai Yanlang really had some connections, he introduced many customers to those who were rich and big.

The coffin shop was open for business.

I often put on my daoist robe and went to someone else's house to take care of the white matter, to investigate the Feng Shui of the Yin Residence, and with the increasing number of orders from the Yellow Talisman, my little junior sister and I could finally live a safe life.

The Yellow Talisman that Bai Yanlang ordered naturally delivered the goods back home, it could be considered as paying with two taels of silver.

It's been a long time since Mo Wen Xing's incident and there's no need to look for trouble. I know that my junior sister and I are safe in the near future.

As for the future? Well, don't think too much about it.

The summer vacation is about to end, and I, as a young Yin Yang Master, have quite a bit of reputation in this city.

I don't have a lot of business, but I do have a lot of business. It's not a problem to support me in my job with my junior sister.

However, with the start of school approaching, the business of the coffin shop could only be adjusted from six in the evening to ten-thirty in the night.

After all, junior sister and I are still students. Focusing on our studies is the way to go.

Summer passed and it was time for the new students to enrol. I became an old student in my fourth year of university.

This is because when I was in my fourth year of university, I lost my master, so my mood fluctuated greatly. Many subjects didn't have the mood to study, and I was also worried about the tuition fees.

I have earned quite a bit of money now, so there should be no problem with my graduation certificate.

He was in his fourth year of university, and was a repeater. Nobody cared. If he didn't stay in the dorm at night, he would go back to the coffin shop to do part-time business. He believed that he would pass by very quickly.

Those guys in fourth year all made it better than me. There's no problem with the graduation certificate, they all left the school. There aren't many people in our batch of retainers. It's precisely because there are too few of them, that makes me an influential figure. Un, I was treated as a bad example by my teacher.

Entrance of new students is a very lively thing. Even older students have to receive new students. As a guy who has more qualifications than others, naturally, I don't have the chance to hide in the quiet.

Fortunately, I can receive my junior.

This was an art university. There were people who studied acting, people who studied music, and people who studied painting … In short, they were all art-related projects, and it was conceivable that most of the girls who worked in the arts were extremely alluring.

What a joke. How could an ugly freak learn how to act? Unless her family had the money and resources to promote her to be a female lead, it would be wiser for her to choose some other departments without any future prospects.

Therefore, it was a very comfortable thing to receive a new female disciple. Let's not talk about other things first, at the very least, it was very pleasing to the eyes.

My brothers have all left, and I'm not familiar with those guys who were promoted to the third or fourth year of university. I just sat there silently, with some printed forms on the table in front of me. If there's a female student from the acting faculty attending school, I'll give them a form and instruct them to fill it out.

As for completing the formalities? There will be other senior students responsible for leading, do not need us to do, control their own stall.

This year's enrollment was more than double the previous year's. This was because the school had just finished construction of a large dormitory with more space to accommodate the students.

With the economic wave engulfing them, more and more students were recruited while earning more money! For example, many young people in the acting department who were having their dreams of becoming celebrities were attracted to the department under the guise of 'recommending an audition after graduation'.

Actually, the so-called recommended audition is just nonsense. When you sign up, you don't have to be polite, you don't have connections, or you can't 'lurk'. Even the great director wouldn't look at you directly.

Take our school's acting department for example. How many of us can become real actors in the end? Back then, he had dreamed of becoming a celebrity and struggled for a few years after graduation. When he realized that he wasn't the type of person who would change his career every single time, this society was truly impetuous.

When I get my graduation certificate, I'll run a coffin shop and become a celebrity or something like that. However, since Master insisted that I study this thing, is it possible that he didn't tell me anything?

I often comfort myself in this way.

The grandsons of those three and four years of age were all very good-looking. Each of them was like a jade tree, and when a pretty girl came over, she would enthusiastically greet them and act the role of 'good senior'.

Most of the new girls were pretty chatty, flirting with the seniors in their third and fourth year. Then, someone helped them deliver the heavy luggage to their dorms.

I was completely excluded by these grandsons. The disdain that flashed occasionally in their eyes told me that being a repeater was very despised!

"If I don't steal, I won't steal. I didn't go fight with you guys for my junior. Why are you looking down on me?" My heart was filled with indignation as I coldly looked on from the sidelines without uttering a single word.

These grandsons hooked up with a few pretty girls and laughed like perverts. They sent the girls to their dorms and left me here by myself. They really have no sense of common sense.

Three beautiful girls carrying large suitcases walked in front of me. The most beautiful female junior among them raised her head to look at the words' Performing Department's female freshmen registration all over the place 'on the banner. She lowered her head and smiled as she looked at me and said, "Hello senior, the three of us will report to you." Her eyes lingered for a second on my half-white hair, a look of surprise passing through them.

I suddenly turned white. I was very famous in school, and at first I thought I was cool and dyed in white, but then the big guys found out that I was really really white. Alright, I got the nickname 'Retainer', of course, they all said it in private.

I don't think I know.

I sat there without getting up and raised my head to look at the three girls. The corners of my eyes couldn't help but twitch.

The girl I was talking to had a standard oval face, black hair cascading down her back, straight and smooth, a gentle voice, and a smile on her face.

One of the two girls beside her had a pointed chin and wavy hair, giving off a foxy vibe. I think she had her chin shaped, which was a bit unnatural, but it was still very pretty.

The other face was a little long, with prominent cheekbones, but it didn't destroy the beauty of the face. On the contrary, it carried the air of a queen.

I smiled and invited the three female students to sit down. Then, I looked at the girl with the oval shaped face and said, "I am Fang Gang in my senior year, and I represent our school's performance department to welcome you all. This is the entrance form, please fill it in earnestly and report to the female dorms. It's a new girls' dormitory. It's spacious and beautiful, and I wish you a happy life in college. "

"Thank you, Senior Student Fang."

The oval-faced girl was rather easygoing and liked to talk, but the other two didn't say anything and didn't smile either.

I knew that it wasn't that they didn't know how to talk or laugh, but that they just didn't want to talk to me.

This was an art institute, where handsome boys were everywhere. Throwing a brick could smash a bunch of them to death.

The three ladies are all beautiful women. Looking at their clothes, they are from wealthy families. Naturally, they look down on a poor student like me who doesn't even have anything of value.

That kind of guy in addition to his handsome appearance and tall stature is the Prince Charming that the girls of the Arts Department think of. As for my looks, I can tell that I'm from a normal family with a glance. Basically, no one cares about me.

Even the oval faced junior sister who spoke gently in an amiable manner had a trace of arrogance in her eyes.

As I thought about this, I took the form that they filled out and looked at the oval-faced girl in surprise.

This hand of hers is simply too outstanding. To put it bluntly, it is even better than what the teacher wrote. I nod my head in admiration.

Seeing my little movements, she turned her head proudly and blinked her eyes at her two best friends.

The two girls smiled sweetly at her.

When I looked up, I saw the two girls' smiles and my heart sank. The reason for that is because the smiles on these two people are too hypocritical. I can see through it with a single glance. Not only is it hypocritical, there is also a deep jealousy and resentment contained within it.

However, this look only lasted for a moment. If it wasn't for the fact that my Junior Sister and I loved to observe the details, we would have forgotten about it.

"Good sister, good friend."

I sighed in my heart, shook my head, and stopped thinking about it. What does he have to do with me? All three of them didn't treat me as a dish, so why should I go to the driver to remind the goose egg-faced junior sister to protect herself against fire and theft?

I carefully put away the three forms, and at the same time, I memorized their names.

The oval-faced girl was called Zhou Jingjing, the girl with high cheekbones was Ma Rongting, and the girl with the sharp chin was called Zhao Xiaoran.

"Alright, no problem. You guys can go and report to the female dorms." I pointed in the direction of the new dormitory.

Eh?

The two girls who had been silent all this time looked at me in surprise. Their eyes widened as if they had seen a ghost.

I know what they mean, but I was surprised to see that I wasn't going to help them carry their luggage.

The oval faced Zhou Jingjing looked me up and down, and then smiled sweetly: "Senior, aren't you going to help us carry our luggage? My wrists are sore. " As she spoke, she rubbed his slender wrists and blinked her large eyes at me.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm the only one left here. The other students are all doing good deeds to help the junior sisters carry their luggage. I can't leave this place behind. There are still other junior sisters reporting in." I replied with a smile.

Humph!

Ma Rongting, whose cheekbones were high, snorted in disdain.