Since I knew that the shopkeeper Ye of Wuyin Teahouse and the shopkeeper An Xin actually knew martial arts, everything could be explained. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Wing Chun lineage originated from Shaolin, but it was founded and carried forward by the woman Yim Wing Chun. Wing Chun pays attention to using "skill" rather than "strength", which is very suitable for women to learn, even if it is not as good as a martial arts master like Lao Cha who has been blessed by the power of faith, it is not a problem to defeat at least two or three thieves. What's more, those two women may have other hole cards in their hands.

"The old decay came here with you because they don't need the protection of the old decay. Lao Cha smiled slightly, "But if you have free time, it's good to go to the teahouse again." The woman surnamed Ye can be regarded as half of your senior sister to some extent. ”

Zhang Zi'an replied solemnly: "Definitely." When I have time, I will definitely bring some gifts to visit Senior Sister Ye. ”

As long as Lao Cha is willing to stay, he will go to Wuyin Tea House to drink tea as a daily task!

No...... Forget about the daily tasks, you'll go bankrupt, and you're going to be ......

Lao Cha smiled, "You don't have to be so formal, it doesn't matter if you don't even enter the teahouse, just take a look at them from a distance and know that they are safe and sound." ”

The more it said this, the more Zhang Zi'an was reluctant to go.

Old tea has always been like this, not fighting for fame, not seeking profit, indifferent and forbearing, just like a green pine standing on the top of the mountain, with the sun rising and the moon setting, smiling and watching the clouds roll up. It can choose to leave, return to Wuyin Teahouse, breathe the freshest air, enjoy the best tea, renew the bonds of the past, and live a fairy-like life. But for the sake of Zhang Zi'an, Lao Cha was willing to give up his life without fighting with the world and once again stepped into the crisis-ridden rivers and lakes.

Lao Cha did not betray the surname "Ye", but it valued "benevolence" more than blood and feelings.

In fact, even if Zhang Zi'an didn't mention Wuyin Teahouse today, it would find an opportunity to say it. It plans to introduce Zhang Zi'an to the girl surnamed Ye, if he has a chance that his life span will not last for five years, he can ask that girl to teach Zhang Zi'an the wooden pile technique on his behalf.

Lao Cha didn't tell Zhang Zi'an what he thought, because it was not necessary.

It has long looked down on life and death, death is just for it to reunite with relatives and friends, there is nothing to fear, they have been waiting for it for too long.

"Zi'an, it's not too early, let's continue to look for it. It said indifferently.

Zhang Zi'an and Lao Cha left the hormone-filled viewing platform on the top floor and walked down the fire staircase.

The central school building has 30 floors, including the viewing platform, of which the first and second floors are connected, with only a few utility rooms and guardhouses, as well as toilets. A total of 27 floors need to be searched.

29 floors, no.

28 floors, no.

27th floor, no.

……

Zhang Zi'an looked down layer by layer, and gradually figured out the layout of the building. There are two spacious lecture theatres on each floor, in addition to several smaller classrooms as well as teachers' offices.

Some classrooms are full of self-study students, and some classrooms are where club activities are being held. Zhang Zi'an rashly broke into the classroom of an orchestral music club, and was glared out by them.

Looking for it aimlessly like this is a great test of mentality, and I often fall into self-doubt.

With the exception of the floor number, the layout of each floor is similar, like watching a well-known video video over and over again, leaving only a mechanical tedious search.

The phone rang and it was a low battery prompt. The camera has been turned on, and the battery has a lot of power loss, and the battery display has turned red at this time when it has just been fully charged before leaving. Fortunately, he was well prepared this time and brought a power bank with him, otherwise he would have to give up halfway regrettably.

Connecting the power bank to the mobile phone, Zhang Zi'an pushed open the door of a small classroom, but unexpectedly found a familiar figure.

This small classroom is the teacher's office with six desks and a row of reception sofas. However, at this time, there were only two people in the room, one of them was a man in a trench coat, and the other was a teacher judging from his clothes and conversation.

The office appears to belong to the Faculty of Biology, with textbooks and books on each desk, and it is unknown whether it is the Department of Bioengineering, Biotechnology, or Biological Sciences. On the wall is a phone sheet from the school's offices, and in the corner are several fossilized skeleton models.

The trench coat forced the man with his back to the door, and the two were arguing about something.

The sound of Zhang Zi'an opening the door caused the two to stop arguing and turn their eyes together.

"It's you. The trench coat forced the man to frown, "What are you doing here?"

He looked at the male teacher suspiciously, "You know?"

The male teacher held his glasses and replied angrily: "I still want to ask you, this is your friend?"

"No!" Zhang Zi'an and the man in the windbreaker rushed to answer at the same time.

The voices were so neat that they glared at each other before turning their faces awkwardly.

Just kidding! I don't want to be friends with someone who can pretend to be so good!

"Uh...... It's not just that. The male teacher looked at them alternately, "I tell you, your request is too unrealistic, I am going to Egypt to investigate recently, and I am indeed very interested in primitive Egyptian cats, but this creature has long been extinct, where do you let me find it......"

"Don't say it!" The man in the trench coat glanced at Zhang Zi'an and stopped the male teacher from continuing.

Zhang Zi'an was amused when he heard it, it turns out that this stinky boy is still a thief? If you want to fight the idea of a primitive Egyptian cat, you have to learn to cross first!

"Teacher Wei, I will say goodbye today and come back to visit another day. ”

The windbreaker pretended to force the man to have a calm face, walked to the door very unhappily, and glared at Zhang Zi'an, "You still don't leave?"

"Why should I leave?" Zhang Zi'an asked rhetorically.

"What did you come from?"

"I can do whatever I want, what's your business?" Zhang Zi'an did not show weakness.

The male teacher surnamed Wei was afraid that they would quarrel, so he quickly intervened to separate them, dissuading them: "If you have something, go first...... This classmate ......"

"He's not from this school. The trench coat pretended to be a man and said.

"You care about me!" Zhang Zi'an glared, "I want to take this teacher's graduate school!"

Before Zhang Zi'an's words landed, he was grabbed by the teacher surnamed Wei!

Zhang Zi'an was so frightened that he trembled, could it be that bragging is also a crime?

"Classmate, do you really want to be admitted to my graduate school?" Mr. Wei shook Zhang Zi'an's shoulders excitedly, "Great! I've finally waited for it! Come and fill out a form!"