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Around 5: 00 a.m.

Members of the Jacob crew are having breakfast.

They've packed their movie equipment and props and can leave anytime after breakfast.

At this time, Song Shuhang is accompanying Yas on a stroll in this leisurely resort village. 'Cause we're getting out of here and going to the next shooting site. So, before leaving, Yas wanted to take a walk around here —— after all, it was a relic of the former Bishui Pavilion.

So Song Shuhang walked with her.

The two men came to a stone-paved trail.

Yas fell into contemplation, and a moment later, she made a sound: “Here, the location of this stone road trail… was originally a beautiful river with many willow trees planted on both sides. Do you still remember Book Sailing? ”

Song Shuhang nodded - he stayed in the ‘Bishui Pavilion’ in the universe for a while and happened to see the beautiful river.

“Previously, when I was alive, I loved hanging out here with my sisters. This river used to have a spiritual animal fish called 'Rosa Leaf Fish', and as they grew, energy sources continued to produce a lot of spiritual energy, leaving the entire river covered in spiritual power.” Yas muttered.

Song Shuhang nodded silently - in other words, Master Yas said [while I was alive], he felt all kinds of weirdness in his heart.

“Unfortunately, time has passed and this beautiful river has disappeared.” Yas reached for Song Shuhang: “Let's go, Shuhang. Let's go check out my old loft. I don't know what it looks like now. ”

The two walked fast again.

Soon, Yas brought Song Shuhang in front of a small attic.

The small attic is built entirely of green bamboo and is naturally built.

“Huh?” Yas looked surprised as he stood in front of the small attic.

“What's the matter?” Song Shuhang asked.

“My place, it's still the same?” Yas curious.

The other buildings around Ming were almost destroyed and were later repaired and rebuilt by the white dignitaries. But her little attic stayed the way it was.

She blinked and took Song Shuhang's hand into the attic of Zhujian.

Pushing the door in, everything in the attic made her miss it. Lots of bookshelves with a big chair in the center.

This is where she used to live.

The entire loft is like a huge library, four floors long, all bookshelves. Back then, her favorite thing was to squat in a big chair, hug her hands and knees, and read a book here in silence.

Just at this moment... the bookshelf is still there, the chair is still there, and the coffee table next to the chair is still there. But all the books on the shelf disappeared.

Yas weighed everything in the attic and fell back into contemplation.

Song Shuhang similarly measured the surroundings, and said: “There are no books on the bookshelf, could Senior Bai have collected the books inside? ”

Yeth's previous collections, each of which can be described as a secret book. If he was a white senior, he would definitely have added them to his collection.

Yeth shook his head: "No, no. This attic... was renovated, not my attic. ”

Song Shuhang: “Hmm? ”

“Although the attic shape, even the location of the bookshelves inside, the table and chairs are exactly the same as my attic used to be. But there are still minor differences that I can recognize. Bookshelves and chairs, even this attic, are renovated.” Yas said softly.

“Did Senior White rebuild it?” Song Shu Hangdao - but Senior White never touched Yas. Even if it were any coincidence, Senior White wouldn't be able to restore Yas' attic.

“I don't know.” Yas shook his head.

Then... Yas suddenly also lost interest in continuing to visit the 'Bishui Pavilion site’. The whole 'Bishui Pavilion’ has become nothing more than a human being and continues to wander on, just adding to the sadness.

She and Song Shuhang sat on the second floor of the bamboo pavilion, on the guardrail, looking at the view from afar.

Nothing happened at all.

At Yas' suggestion, Song Shuhang began to teach her modern simplicity.

Just in time, he had the enormous notebook of the Making the Pope, and the book sailed with a pen.

So, Book Sail wrote on a blank page behind the notebook and taught Yas to recognize it.

Time goes by...

Unconsciously, Song Shuhang and Yas had some more changes. The two seem to have become acquiesced - this acquiescence, slightly more unconventional.

For example, when teaching Yas to recognize simplified characters, sometimes Song Shuhang wrote a word and hasn't taught it yet, just thinking about it. Yas glanced and recognized the word.

Song Shuhang felt something was wrong.

Six in the morning.

After breakfast, the crew will be ready to go.

Next, the entire crew is headed to the Confucian ‘White Cloud Academy’.

The next scene is [Ling Night] performed by Bai Zhuang. After the incident of 'Master Sister Murong Painting Married to Feng Kawako’, her heart broke out of the Sky Cloud faction.

At midnight, he took the initiative to go to the forefront of the battle between humans and ‘demons of the evil world', and after the battle was exhausted, he would also leave in search of a place to rest.

His strength, his speed rise.

This time, he met the second most important woman in his life as he found a place to rest in the valley near the "Confucian Gate". Well, it should be 'ghost’ Linger to be exact.

Then, according to the plot - under the gentleness of Linger, [Ling Night] finally fell in love with the sea.

Anyway, this is the plot… but just at the critical time, Linger is the goddess of the ghost and the plot unfolds quietly.

……

……

Once again, Xianzhou disguised herself as a transport plane and took the Jacob crew members to Baiyun Academy.

On the way, Shinjun Baihe, Jung-ju Fish, Jun-jun Bai, Prince Phoenix Kill and Beans, Song Shuhang, Yas and several other seniors, were on a fairy boat - the resident dedicator did not accompany the crew. Since Senior Dong Gong doesn't know where to go to calluse, so far, he has not appeared, so this time to "Baiyun Academy", he did not bring his senior donation.

During the flight, Shinjun Shirakawa, who was biased towards the status of a woman, carefully guarded the cocoon knotted by the white priest and its own empty cocoon. The two cocoons are connected.

This is the treasure of Shirakawa Shinjun, it is absolutely impossible to separate the two cocoons.

Shiraku Shinjun guarded by the cocoon, inches away.

……

……

The road was long, Yas sat next to Song Shuhang, listening to Song Shuhang explain the next drama of the film to her.

“Night Night's second girlfriend is a ghost?” Yas blinked when he heard about it.

“Ha-ha-ha.” Song Shuhang laughed for a while - Ko wrote this script coincidentally, it was a harsh poke in Song Shuhang's heart.

At this time, Shuhang's phone rang again.

Has Senior Bai finally slept enough to come out? Song Shuhang took out his phone and at first glance, the call showed ‘Su Shi A XVI’.

Book Sailing is on the phone. Like the resident dedicators, AXVI and Su Shiqi did not accompany the crew.

That night, when Su Shi Aqi returned from the universe, he took Su Shi Axi with him to prepare for the ferry.

Until today, when the group departed, they did not return.

The crew had to go one step ahead, and Su Shiqi said he would take XVI directly to Baiyun Academy to meet everyone.

On the phone, the crisp voice of Su Shi A XVI rang in the phone: “Book Sailing ~ Where is the crew now? ”

“It's still flying in the air, and I don't know where it is. Sixteen, how are you and Seven Seniors going to get here?” Song Shuhang asked.

Su Shi A16 replied: "Qi and I are still preparing something. By then, Qi will fly directly to Baiyun Academy, maybe we will arrive faster than you. ”

“That's good.” Song Shu Hangdao.

“Well, I'll see you at the White Cloud Academy.” XVI smiled softly.

Song Shuhang: “Good ~ see you at Baiyun College. ”

Time flies by.

Baiyun Academy is here.

The immortal boat landed slowly on a square outside the Baiyun Academy.

At this time, in Baiyun Academy Square, Zhenjun Hengfire is taking several Mr. Confucius of Baiyun Academy and waiting for his friends in the square.

Immortal boat landed, landed Dusty, Ancient Lake Guan Zhenjun and several other seniors who knew Hengfire Zhenjun, and Hengfire Zhenjun saluted - there were particularly many rituals of Confucianism.

After all the people on the Immortal Boat had come down, Hengfire Zhenjun glanced around the crowd and wondered, “Where are your friends? ”

“Senior White? There he is.” Zhenjun Falling Dust pointed a little towards Song Shuhang's position.

Hengfire Zhenjun looked toward Song Shuhang and others. He searched for a moment and still did not find the figure of Bai Zheng - let alone the figure, not even the smell of Bai Zheng.

At this time, Zhenjun Falling Dust said: “You see those two giant cocoons, friend of the constant fire? ”

“Yes, Dusty, I saw it.” Zhenjun nodded.

“Senior White is in that cocoon.” Jin-jun shrugged his shoulders, "he said.

Zhenjun Heng: “…”

At this time, Song Shuhang began to urge Senior Bai to get up again.

Instead of using his cell phone this time, he reached out and photographed the giant cocoon: "Senior White, Senior White, wake up, we're at Baiyun Academy. ”

“Well... it's still so dark, let me sleep a little longer.” The faint voice of the white dignitary comes from the cocoon. If Song Shuhang hadn't leaned on the giant cocoon, I really couldn't hear what he was saying.

“Stop using the dark as an excuse! Forget about it, we've arrived at Baiyun Academy, and the seniors in the Academy are looking for you now. It would be rude not to come out.” Song Shuhang persuaded.

“Let me sleep a little longer, call me out before the movie. That's the deal!” The white honored muttered.

It's a deal... gross!

Believe it or not, I lift the skirt, ah no, believe it or not, I lift the table!