It’s hard to dress up for students

As Ma Yunhui expected at the beginning, since the tragedy of Chen Chun City, the Northeast Political District, the number of evolutionists chasing him has decreased significantly. He went from the Northeast Political District to Beitong City, the central political district, and did not encounter even an evolutionist who chased him!

Although this has a lot to do with him taking small paths, Ma Yunhui also took three long-distance buses along the way, but no evolutionist dared to come back to touch his bad temper. It is not difficult to know that the massacre that occurred in the suburbs of Shenchun City has deterred many evolving evolvers.

It is precisely the effect brought by this incident that Ma Yunhui finally understood one thing - blindly avoiding it cannot solve the problem at all. Many times, many things can only be cured with a fist!

If there were only a dozen or twenty evolutionists slaughtered this time, then there might be a large number of evolutionists who were unwilling to accept it, and Ma Yunhui would also encounter many sudden troubles on his way to the central government.

But this time there were not a dozen or twenty evolutionists who died in Shenchun City, but more than two hundred! More than two hundred evolutionists were slaughtered overnight by Ma Yunhui... Only this deterrent can shock most of the guys who are ill-hearted.

In short, Ma Yunhui seemed to see through the essence of many problems from this matter, but he also understood that if he wanted to make others afraid of him and not dare to cause trouble for him, the only way was to improve his strength!

"I have thirty-five days left before the college competition. I have to obtain the Thousand-year-old Cordyceps within 25 days and increase my strength to the Soul Sky Mirror, and then rush back to the academy."

In a bamboo forest in the western suburbs of Beitong City, the Central Government of China, Ma Yunhui, who had already changed into a dress that was no different from a student, stood quietly in the shadow with his black schoolbag. This outfit was held by him on the balcony of a house on the side of the road last night, and everything on his body was put into his schoolbag... Of course, no matter how Ma Yunhui adjusted his facial expression, he didn't look like a student.

Of course, Ma Yunhui felt quite awkward about his current outfit, but he had no choice. Bai Meng had explained to him carefully that if he wanted to get to the right position, he had to pretend to be a student to reduce the vigilance of the Bai family's periphery.

The location where the millennium golden cordyceps buried is located in the southwest corner of Baijiabeiyuan. It is said that there is an old ginkgo tree next to it. The box containing the millennium golden cordyceps is just below the ground to the left of the old ginkgo tree, saying it is about 1.5 meters away from the surface.

However, Bai Meng also told him that the box had been buried for quite a long time, and he was not sure whether there had been any changes in the garden located in the southwest corner of the Baijia Villa. Therefore, he suggested that Ma Yunhui should observe carefully before taking action, and first confirm whether the general layout in the back garden was the same as what he said. If so, what should be done, and if not, what should be done. Bai Meng had already explained it very clearly, and Ma Yunhui also kept it firmly in his heart.

Less than 300 meters ahead of the southwest corner of Baijiabianyuan, it is a key high school in Beitong City. Therefore, on this side of Baijiabianyuan, it is a place where high school students often appear. What threat can young high school students pose to the Baijiabian? Therefore, the secret whistle outside Baijiabianyuan has the lowest vigilance towards students.

Bai Meng asked Ma Yunhui to find a way to become a student, and his original intention was also here, that is, when observing near the Baijia Villa, the risk of exposing his identity should be minimized as much as possible.

It can be said that in order to allow Ma Sunhui to successfully obtain the thousand-year-old Cordyceps, Bai Meng has designed a perfect plan for Ma Sunhui. From approaching the site to stealing the thousand-year-old Cordyceps, and then how to safely evacuate after success, Bai Meng has worked hard for Ma Sunhui to plan all the questions for Ma Sunhui.

It’s a pity that Bai Meng didn’t expect, and Ma Yunhui himself didn’t expect that the plan was a perfect plan, but the biggest problem was that it appeared in the simplest thing...

He was wearing a high school uniform for a high school student and carrying a black schoolbag on his shoulder. When Ma Yunhui, who thought he was no different from the students, appeared in Beitong City and saw several students of his age passing by with his own eyes, he became alert.

After glanced around the street, Ma Yunhui turned around and entered a clothing store behind him, picked out a piece of clothing and entered the locker room.

"What the students exuded was a vibrant and youthful atmosphere. Every move, every word and smile showed this special temperament invisibly..."

"But in me, I'm afraid that all I can see is a fearful indifference. Even if I force myself to put on the students' clothes and carry the students' schoolbag, I guess I can scare the layman."

"The Bai family's secret whistles are all elites who can only go to work after training. My obvious aura and my inappropriate student outfits... I'm afraid that not only will it not be able to cover up my true purpose, but it will also arouse the high vigilance of those secret whistles!"

Standing in front of the full-length mirror in the locker room, Ma Yunhui looked at his face carefully... His fair skin was not much different from the students, and his black, deep and bright eyes were completely different from the students. Ma Yunhui's eyes were too sharp!

In addition to this look, the indifference that seemed to be revealed in his eyebrows all the time also became another major threat to his identity, not to mention his comprehensive temperament.

After a thorough observation of his image, Ma Yunhui's face showed a little unspeakable bitter smile... Is it so difficult to pretend to be a student these days?

Bai Meng told him all the time that if he wanted to be safe and stayed close to the Baijia Villa, the only identity he could use was a student!

Especially now that Ma Sunhui is famous in China, no one knows the name of the Blood Sword? This identity is really too sensitive. Once exposed, even if the Bai family is not interested in chasing Ma Sunhui, they may become very alert to Ma Sunhui's actions of secretly approaching the Bai family's villa?

Once the Bai family is martial law, Ma Sunhui will completely lose the opportunity to steal the thousand-year-old Cordyceps, and now there is not much time left for Ma Sunhui.

What should I do? Standing in front of the mirror and frowned, Ma Yunhui, who was a little nervous, walked back and forth in the small locker room for two steps, then looked up at his image and his temperament. He seemed to have thought of something.

"Sharpening a knife will not delay the chopping of wood. Just observe for two days!" Ma Yunhui, who thought of a stupid method, suddenly lit up his eyes. After stopping in place for a while and thinking, he then whispered: "That's all!"

Ma Yunhui, who had made a decision in his heart, immediately pushed open the door of the locker room, and put down his clothes and quickly left the clothing store during the repeated inquiries of the shopping guide.

Half an hour later, a strange student with a cold expression appeared in a small fried shop at the gate of the No. 3 High School in Beitong City, Central Government, who seemed to be pretending to be smiling. The student was carrying a black schoolbag and wearing a school uniform and sat in the small fried shop with a black schoolbag and ordered a fish fillet and a cooked meat. Then he sat on a chair and ate the dishes casually, staring at the gate of the No. 3 High School without moving.

The school bell rang again and again, but the strange student had no intention of moving his butt. He sat in the window and stared at the school gate in the afternoon.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, the school bell rang, and the students rushed out of the school gate. The strange student seemed to have taken stimulants, staring at every student he could see, including the students who lived in the school and came to have supper in the small stir-fry shop, regardless of men and women!

A day passed like this. In the strange look of the owner of the fried restaurant, the strange student paid the money and the last one left the fried restaurant.

At around six o'clock the next morning, the owner of the fried rice was still stir-frying vermicelli in the kitchen. The strange student appeared in the fried rice with a black schoolbag and ordered a three-yuan so-called Yangzhou fried rice. He ate it casually and watched.

Then at around seven o'clock, the number of students gradually increased. After observing this strange student, the owner of the fried restaurant, who had been in trouble for more than half an hour, was busy greeting other students, but forgot that there was a nervous student sitting next to the window.

It was not until 7:45 that the school bell rang, and the owner of the fried restaurant who had been busy for several hours subconsciously turned his head and looked at it. He still saw the strange student sitting in his seat motionless. What made him feel most inexplicable was that at least four-fifths of the plate of Yangzhou fried rice in front of him was left!

Moreover, the school has started, and he still has no intention of moving his butt...

Considering that the customer is God, the owner of the small fried shop gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to bombard people. After ignoring the strange student, he entered the kitchen and started to start his business at noon.

When he came out of the kitchen again, it was almost time for the school to finish class at noon, but the weird student was still sitting at the dining table!

The owner of the small fried shop is a little overwhelmed. How could you occupy the pit and not shit like this?!

Unfortunately, before he could come forward to ask what the weird student wanted to do, the school bell rang and he went to work on his business again.

Then at noon, the weird student was still sitting there, sitting like wood, still without any intention of leaving.
Chapter completed!