Heaven Awakening Path

Mosen carefully controls his stride, trying not to be too fast or too slow, looking straight ahead and not looking to the left or right at all.

It was really embarrassing to be discovered earlier, but at the moment, Morson felt he could play at least ninety percent if he didn't do anything about it. How did he know that his “nine-tenths" performance made him walk extremely well, causing Lupin to laugh and causing another wind wave in the classroom.

Without even knowing it, Mosen took a ninety percent stance and eventually walked to a distance he thought was far enough. That's when I turned around, and that's when I started thinking about what to do next. As a result, Lupin jumped out of the window.

Son of a bitch, halfway through class!

Mosen was angry, completely forgetting that Lupinson had never come to class, and the first half had been in a very rare situation for three years.

But when he saw Lupin walking in the middle of no-one's path, Mosen suddenly thought of something.

This… seems like an opportunity?

Students are mostly concentrated in windscreen classes at this time, and very few people are active in the college. Can't we minimize the risk while we call Luping to a remote place?

Yeah, that's how it should be.

A plan flew quickly to Morson's mind, and he moved faster, bypassing, and after finishing up his mood behind a big tree, walked towards the road level without a trace.

“Hey, Teacher Morson? Again.” Lupin and Mosen greeted each other and looked surprised.

“Aren't you in class? What are you doing here?” Mosen frowned and asked, and this was the opening statement he had thought of beforehand, and he felt very natural and very reasonable.

“Oh, the classmates said if you don't want to listen, go out and I'll be out.” Lupin said.

“Eh...” This confession was so invisible that Morson forgot his words.

“No academics!” He finally thought of his words and criticized them harshly.

Lu Ping smiled.

“Anyway, you're fine too. Do me a favor and I can forgive you a little for stepping on my sleeping lotus.” Morson started his plan.

“Oh, okay, what is it?” Lu Ping asked.

Easy to hook! Moses was so proud, he said, "Ten o'clock. No, it's 10: 30. Do you know where that garden is in the Northwest Side? ”

“Yes.”

“Well, 10: 30, don't forget.” Morson's orders.

“Actually, I'm fine now, why don't we go now?” Lupin said.

The unexpected answer made Morson panic. Of course not in the past now, but he has to be prepared, because he's going to make it all an accident.

“No!” said Mosen hastily, resolutely to unquestionably, “I don't need you yet, come back at 10: 30, that's all. ”

“Well... okay!” Lupin hesitated for a moment and finally accepted Mosen's arrangement.

Mosen sighed and nodded: "Okay, that's it! ”

“Yes, Miss Morson. Goodbye. ”

“Mm-hmm." Mosen nodded, glancing at Lupin and leaving until he could not see behind him. detour, acceleration, straight to the Northwest End of the College. The garden is the most favoured location in Windstroke College, and the gardens are not well planned. But that's the gardener's job, and Morson is a gardener, and the word difference is very different. Cultivating all kinds of plants and trees is his specialty. This less popular garden, Morson would come here a lot to do some strange cultivation experiments, and he was quite familiar with it.

There will never be anybody here at this time.

When Morson arrived, he confirmed the time: 9: 35. So I was more convinced how knowledgeable it was to push time from 10: 00 to 10: 30.

Fifty-five minutes. That should be enough, right?

There's a plan in Morson's head to create an accident. He decided to take advantage of one of the landscape kiosks in the garden. The pavilion is old and said to collapse, no one should be surprised, all he has to do is make it fit his needs.

After studying the structure of the viewing booth, Morson started to do it. Busy, sweaty and fast, Morson took a look at the time after completing the first part of the expected work.

10: 15!

Is this the last 40 minutes? Mosen was shocked that the time consumed exceeded his imagination and he completely overestimated his demolition capability. If you don't dare to use the power of spirituality, it will leave a mark.

Fifteen minutes! It seems a little too late, but things are artificial.

Morson didn't give up, hurry up. Such efficiency has improved considerably, but it is undoubtedly very difficult to do so by 10: 30.

Perhaps the boy will be late?

Morson didn't want to waste it in the middle of nowhere, considering all the possibilities. He didn't stop, watching the road. It's 10: 30, Lupin hasn't shown up. Mosen's heart is ecstatic. This guy is unreliable. He'll be late. How late? Five minutes! I still have a chance to do it.

Five minutes, almost there, but that guy isn't here yet, there's still time, you idiot.

Ten minutes! But people aren't here yet. That's great. You're going to pay for your out-of-the-box creditworthiness. That's a wonderful irony.

Fifteen minutes! Whoa, that's it, this guy, he's 15 minutes late, which is really unreliable, but that's why he totally cut off his life, which is pathetic.

Finish it all, Morson, and breathe a long breath. He was covered in sweat, but not exhausted at all. He began eagerly to look forward to the arrival of Luping and to his being knocked over by a landscape pavilion that collapsed.

When that guy comes, that's it, that's it...

Morson figured out his plan to lure Lupin into the Bureau and just thought everything was perfect.

Ninety percent! Mosen was satisfied and scored himself 90 points again.

But turning a blind eye, it's 11 o'clock, half an hour after the agreed time, and you can't even see the shadow of the road level.

It sucks, doesn't keep its credibility, doesn't respect time. Mosen fell hard on the road, but for another half an hour, he still didn't show up.

Does this guy think it's 10: 30 at night?

When you think about it, you did forget to emphasize that it was morning.

Wait till 10: 30 p.m.? That's stupid. Come back at night. But what if that guy wasn't waiting for the night, just plain, very shamefully late for an hour?

Wait for another hour!

Thinking left and right, Morson finally decided so. So an hour later, Morson left the Northwest Side garden tired and hungry. On the way to the Academy Dining Hall, his legs were beaten a little.

Older and not very physically fit. Though there are seventeen heavenly realms, there is not even one heavenly day of strength closely related to physical qualities. This is the genetic of their family and is very slow in its sense of power.

It's not easy for Morson not to dare use his strength to work on his own. At first, there was a sense of anticipation, but after two hours of waiting, this energy was drained long ago.

At this point, Morson just wants to eat a meal and go back to sleep beautifully. As a result, Lupin and Su Tang walked out of the dining room and took a photo of him.

“Lupin!” Morson suddenly had some new spirits.

“Teacher Morson.” The two greeted him together.

“I suppose you haven't forgotten what I told you?” Morson said.

“Of course not.” Lupin said.

Mosen explained a little bit, it seems that this boy is actually at 10: 30 p.m.

“Don't forget.” After Morson said it, he really didn't want to say anything more, he just wanted to eat and rest as soon as possible. And when he was leaving, he heard Su Tang asking Luping, "What is it? ”

Oops!

Morsen's heart suddenly tightened.

Outrageous! How can you say that in front of Su Tang? She asked, Lu Ping said that there were more accidents at night, this, it's easy to make some associations, right?

Find a way to put it all together?

Thinking nervously, suddenly someone was running along the avenue and screaming, "Oh no! ”

“Why?” The shouts attracted a lot of attention and chased over.

“The observation pavilion of garden 18 in the Northwest Side collapsed. ”

“Ah! Did you hurt anyone? ”

“No, but Teacher Hoff checked and said that the structure of the kiosk had been damaged. ”

“Ah? Who would do something like this? ”

“It is unclear, and still under investigation, that Teacher Hoff said that, in terms of the extent of the damage, the man was clearly not trying to demolish the observation pavilion, but to exploit the collapse of the observation pavilion. ”

“What else can I do to hurt you?" ”

“Must be! ”

“There are people like that in the academy. ”

“Yeah, it's horrible. Who would it be? ”

“Did you see anybody go over there this morning? ”

“I don't know…”

The news spreads, there's a lot of talk, and the students are talking about it, and there's this constant sound coming from Morson.

“Teacher Mosen, Teacher Mosen? ”

“Ah!” Mosen suddenly returned to God and found that Su Tang had been with him for some time, calling him not knowing how many times.

“What's wrong with you? You look terrible.” Sultan asked with concern.

“I... I'm fine, I did some work in the morning, I'm a little tired, I need to rest.” Morson said.

“Shall I escort you back? ”

“No, no, I'll go alone, you guys go busy! ”

“Oh, then be careful! ”

“Be careful, be careful…” Morson repeated, meaning something different in his mind. How do we end this? To confess to the academy? I think the college will understand that it is for Su Tang to eradicate the scum... No, if it is a personal purpose, it may be fine, but how can the college's purpose, because one student influences another, kill him directly? This is morally untenable, you can do it yourself, it's a little too much!

Uncomfortable, suddenly heard Luping shouting behind him: "Teacher Morson, are you going to garden number 18 at night? ”