Chapter 3 Bibi Dong: Call the teacher quickly

Morning.

A carriage slowly drove in front of the gate of Notting City, and in the carriage sat an old man and a young man, who were Old John and Wang Zhao.

After they checked the passers-by as usual, they entered Notting City.

"Xiao Zhao, how is it? Notting City is much more lively than our village."

"Yes."

The two chatted while Old John led them around.

"This is the blacksmith shop..."

"This is the hotel, where we will stay tonight..."

"This is..."

"Grandpa John, how come you are so familiar with Notting City?"

Walking on the street, Wang Zhao asked casually.

"Haha, Grandpa was also young, and he liked to walk around at that time, so he naturally became knowledgeable."

Hearing this, Old John smiled and wiped his beard, as if he was a little proud.

"Oh."

Wang Zhao blinked, suddenly stopped, looked at a certain place strangely, and after not finding anything, he continued to follow Old John.

What Wang Zhao didn't know was that there were indeed two black shadows standing there, watching him from afar. The two seemed to be talking about something, and one of the black shadows quickly fled into the distance, which was the direction of the Shihun Village...

Not long after, Old John took Wang Zhao to the entrance of Notting College.

Because the two were standing across the street and didn't walk directly to the front of the courtyard, there was no classic mockery.

Wang Zhao looked at the tall archway, and then looked at the scenery inside through the iron bars, and couldn't help thinking that this junior soul master academy should be much more luxurious than a certain Shrek.

The two wandered around the surrounding area until noon.

After Old John took Wang Zhao to have lunch, he first arranged for Wang Zhao to rest in a hotel, and he went out to buy some construction items needed in the village.

Sitting in the dormitory, Wang Zhao had nothing to do, and planned to activate his soul power to summon Luo Sanpao, oh no, it was Jinlin, to continue studying this magical martial soul.

As an ordinary person in his previous life, he was not too interested in studying this kind of supernatural power.

At this time, a black shadow appeared silently behind Wang Zhao.

Wang Zhao seemed to feel something, his hands froze in front of him, and he subconsciously wanted to turn his head to investigate, but suddenly he felt someone hit his neck, his eyes went black, and he fainted.

The black shadow supported Wang Zhao, looked around calmly, and left with Wang Zhao in his arms.

...

I don’t know how long it took.

When Wang Zhao opened his eyes again, the surroundings were already unfamiliar. He was lying on a large white bed, and he saw a tall pink-haired woman sitting beside him in a daze.

Before he could see her face clearly, Wang Zhao felt a sense of upside down, yin and yang were reversed, and he was about to faint again.

Damn... Who is it... Don’t let me know who you are, otherwise you will definitely have a hard time in the future!

Wang Zhao thought viciously in his heart, but he still couldn't resist the sleepiness. He forced himself to hear a few words before fainting.

"Your Highness, how do you need me to hypnotize this child?"

"When he wakes up, don't make too much noise. Well, from now on, I will be his teacher."

"Your Highness, his innate soul power is only..."

"Don't worry about it, or do you want to question my decision?"

"I dare not, but how do you plan to explain to His Holiness the Pope?"

"Just don't let him know."

"I understand."

"..."

With colorful barriers, in a place full of illusions.

Wang Zhao opened his eyes and saw the figure of Old John not far away.

"Grandpa John, where are you taking me?"

Wang Zhao asked subconsciously.

Just after he finished speaking, Wang Zhao lowered his head, and a trace of suspicion flashed across the chaos in his eyes.

This is a dream!

Or rather, it is a dreamlike illusion!

Wang Zhao's consciousness is extremely clear at this moment.

If you want to ask how he was able to awaken and discover, then we have to mention his previous life.

For a long time in his previous life, Wang Zhao was extremely keen on having "lucid dreams", that is, using some special methods to make himself awake in dreams, stabilize his emotions and ensure that the dream does not collapse, and then become an "omnipotent God".

He is very familiar with this illusory and real feeling. Perhaps because of this, his sixth sense in this life is particularly sensitive, or his mental power is much higher than that of ordinary people.

Of course, it may also be that the soul master who hypnotized him is not strong, or did not use his full strength. Otherwise, Wang Zhao, a six-year-old child who had just awakened his martial soul, could not see through the illusion soul skills from the soul master no matter what.

Although he was alert in his heart, Wang Zhao did not act rashly.

At this time, the voice of "Old John" came.

"Xiao Zhao, I will take you to find your teacher."

"My teacher?"

Wang Zhao looked confused, but this was not pretended. He was really confused at the moment.

Who is this guy? He wants to be his teacher before he even knows his identity.

Even if he dies a waste in the soul beast forest, he will never...

"Yes, she is a powerful, beautiful, and kind soul master. Grandpa is leaving, and your teacher will take care of you in the future."

"Hmm? She?"

Old John's figure gradually disappeared, replaced by a blurry figure in the distance.

Wang Zhao looked over.

The figure gradually became clear again.

...

The illusion disappeared unknowingly.

The spiritual master who had hypnotized Wang Zhao had quietly left, leaving only Wang Zhao, who was rubbing his eyes and waking up, and the tall woman sitting opposite him in the clean room.

"Teacher..."

Wang Zhao looked like he hadn't woken up yet, and he seemed to be unconsciously shouting at the woman, but he was secretly looking at her identity.

Although the woman was wearing a mask covering the upper half of her face, the delicate chin showed that there must be a beautiful face under the mask. The light pink hair behind her head was casually scattered, and the conservative long dress on her body further highlighted her magnificence and extraordinaryness.

After hearing Wang Zhao's address to her, the woman suddenly fell silent for some reason, flipped over the detailed information in her hand that recorded "Wang Zhao...orphan...Shihun Village...biological parents...ancestors...", then looked at him, with a look of relief and complexity in her eyes, and said:

"Hello, my name is...Wang Dong'er, well, we can be considered relatives."

"Wang Dong'er...Teacher."

Wang Zhao shouted, his face slightly becoming strange.

"Yes."

The woman nodded, and then said concisely: "As you know, I am a soul master. I will teach you martial soul cultivation in the coming days, but we will not spend much time together."

"Because I am busy, I will arrange for the servants in this courtyard to teach you the basic knowledge of martial soul when I am not there. They are also soul masters, and they are more than enough to teach you."

"... This courtyard will be your place of living in the future. If you need anything, you can tell the servants at any time. Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"I want to know where this place is."

When Wang Zhao asked this question, he actually had a rough answer in his heart.

The woman looked at him deeply.

"The holy land of soul masters, Wuhun City."

Sure enough!

Not long after, the woman suddenly said goodbye and left. Looking at her beautiful back, Wang Zhao's face was uncertain.

Wuhun City...Her Highness the Saint...Wang Dong'er?

Or should I call you...

Bibi Dong? !

Oh, I changed two maps in one chapter. I guess I am the only one.