Chapter 14 Get It Done Ahead of Time

On the second day, Han Shuo was woken up by a heavy garbage bag.

Han Shuo, who was in the midst of a sweet dream, felt a heavy mountain pressing down on him, and hurriedly got up from the bed. He blinked and found a pack of heavy garbage bags on the bed, and immediately knew who it must be. The small window of the library was thrown over.

Cursing, he kicked the garbage bag off the bed, only to hear a "plop", and the garbage bag rolled towards the door. Han Shuo was about to bury his head and go back to sleep when he suddenly thought that someone threw a garbage bag over, which meant that it must be getting late now.

Opening the window and looking outside, I found that the sun was already hanging high in the sky. I sighed to myself that I was too tired from practicing magic skills yesterday, and I must have overslept today. When I got up and got out of bed and was about to go out quickly, I suddenly remembered the dream I had yesterday. It seemed that Little Skull had helped him teach Fitch a lesson. Thinking of the dream that had come true last time, Han Shuo was startled, and hurriedly looked at the small wooden barrel.

Inside the small wooden barrel, the little skull's two dark arm bones were placed on the edge of the wooden barrel, and the left leg bone was swinging on top of the right leg bone, as if enjoying a sauna. It looks comfortable.

Seeing that he was still in the small wooden barrel, Han Shuo couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, pondered for a while, got up and pushed the small wooden barrel to the bottom of the bed, blocked the bottom of the bed with a garbage bag, and then opened the door to prepare for a new day's work.

"Hey, Brian, why are you here today?" Jack wiped the stone statues on the way, and greeted Brian with a smile from afar.

Han Shuo looked around and found that there were no students passing by on this road. He knew that class must have started by now, and he got up late today.

"Oh, I was hit twice on the head by Fitch yesterday, and my mind was drowsy, that's why I overslept!"

"Hey!" Jack chuckled suddenly gleefully, then approached Han Shuo slyly, and said in a low voice, "Brian, don't be angry. I was listening to the students talking on the road this morning, and I know that Fitch was late last night. I was beaten up by the little black seven-winged skull that appeared last time, and my face was swollen!"

Han Shuo: "..."

It turned out that yesterday's dream actually happened, but it was different from what I imagined. This time, Little Skull obviously moved faster, and he had already finished the work long ago. No wonder when I looked at the little skull in the morning, the posture of the little skull lying in the barrel was obviously different from last night.

"Hey, Brian, why don't you talk, are you too happy? Haha, I think so, that little black skull is really powerful. After Fitch was woken up, I heard that he only saw seven little wings in the end. As soon as he fanned it, he jumped out of the window and ran away. Oh! Fitch lives on the fourth floor, so it's unbelievable that he didn't get smashed into pieces!"

Han Shuo laughed dryly, and felt relieved. He laughed and said, "Good job, I don't know who summoned the little skeleton to help me out of my anger. I'm really lucky recently!"

In the next few days, no bad luck happened to Han Shuo again, and no one came to Han Shuo to practice magic. In these rare and peaceful days, Han Shuo came to the undead magic students for classes early in the morning. Outside the classroom, eavesdropping on Gene's lecture with a broom in hand.

Fitch didn't know if it was the reason why he was beaten up by the little skull. He didn't come to class these days, and eavesdropped on Gene's explanations about magic knowledge every day. While listening, Han Shuo was suddenly enlightened.

At night, Han Shuo first practiced the "Mysterious Ice Demon Flame Art", and gradually circulated his magic energy through the path of "Mysterious Ice Demon Flame Art" to the five fingers of his right palm. Every time it was a burning pain, but these days Han Shuo Shuo has already moved the magic power to the point where it is almost close to the wrist.

That "Undead Magic Basics" Han Shuo continued to study, some things he didn't understand,

I secretly kept it in my heart, waiting to see if it was mentioned when I eavesdropped on Gene's lecture in the morning.

Now that Han Shuo's food and treatment have been improved, the nutrition in his body has been supplemented, and because he is practicing magic skills again, Han Shuo's originally frail body has begun to have some muscles congealed, and his short stature seems to grow taller After a while, the temperament of the whole person changed slightly.

Han Shuo's changes were seen by the undead magic students, and they were all classified into crazy and stupid performances. No one cared too much about Han Shuo. Han Shuo was also happy and relaxed, and he was working as usual every day. Secretly learning magic and practicing magic skills, I am happy to feel the changes in my body.

"Endless darkness, turn into a shattering bone arrow, destroy everything in front of you with my will, bone arrow!" With the completion of the spell, a sharp bone arrow suddenly formed in the void, under Han Shuo's finger, It flew towards a straw man in front of him, but the bone arrow suddenly changed direction halfway.

"Snapped!"

The bone arrow shattered halfway, and it missed a lot in that direction, and it didn't shoot at the villain made of weeds at all.

Shaking his head, Han Shuo let out a low sigh. It is one thing to understand secretly, but another to use it. Han Shuo has been practicing the lowest-level bone arrow magic near this tomb for a while, and he can't do it every time. If it is successfully cast, either it cannot be summoned, or the direction is too biased, and the bone arrow will explode halfway.

Han Shuo understood that repeated practice is necessary to successfully perform undead magic. Only through repeated practice can he master the tricks and successfully perform magic without any mistakes.

Every night for the past few days, Han Shuo will first practice magic skills for a period of time, and then take advantage of the dead of night to come to this tomb where the "abandoned corpse" was once, and secretly practice undead magic in this place. With two bags of garbage, after throwing away the garbage, he honestly stayed in a tomb without moving.

Just when Han Shuo was thinking about his incantations, gestures, and what went wrong with the use of his mental power, he suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps from a distance. Han Shuo was startled, and hurried to the nearby tomb. Hiding among the rocks.

This cemetery is very spacious, and it is very quiet at night. Except for Han Shuo who occasionally comes to throw some discarded magic materials, there are very few people who come here. Of course, Han Shuo secretly practiced magic here. I found out that when I heard the sound of footsteps, I naturally hid immediately

After a while, a tall middle-aged man with blue hair and a tall blue-haired man suddenly caught Han Shuo's eyes. He staggered and looked anxious, stumbling forward without knowing the direction, and kept peeping behind him.

After arriving at the place where Han Shuo tried the undead magic, he suddenly trembled and fell down. At this time, he quickly took out a gray handbag from his chest, flicked it on the soft ground twice, I stuffed the handbag into the soil, smoothed it with my hands, got up and ran forward.

"Dylan, where else can you escape to!" A kind voice came from a distance, a black light flashed, and behind the middle-aged man appeared a thin old man with a kind face. With a kind smile on his face, he was wearing a gold-plated magic robe, and in his left hand was holding a magic wand inlaid with three red, yellow and sapphires, which was very precious at first glance.

After this thin and kind old mage appeared, a mass of dark blue light flew quickly from a distance, and when it stopped here, the dark blue light suddenly disappeared, and then a body with a strong body and muscles looked very powerful. A swordsman with a long sword appeared.

"Mr. Duke, what should Dylan do?" After the swordsman arrived, he stood respectfully beside the mage and asked humbly.

The kind old mage Duke frowned, glanced at Dylan, who was lying on the ground with blood foaming from the corner of his mouth, and sighed, "Poor Dylan, I'm afraid he can't do it anymore. It's time to carry on with this pain, Eric, just give him a hand!"

"Sir, you are so merciful!" Swordsman Eric exclaimed with a strange expression, and suddenly rushed towards Dylan who was still running like lightning. Han Shuo only saw a dark blue light flashing in the void. When he passed away, Dylan's back was splashed with blood, and he finally fell to the ground and remained motionless.

Eric put away the long sword in his hand, squatted down on Dylan's body and turned it around randomly, his face gradually became a little ugly, and finally stood up and said to Duke helplessly: "Mr. Duke, the thing is not on him!"

"How is it possible!" Duke was startled, his face changed slightly, and with a shake of the magic wand in his hand, Dylan's body suddenly flew into the void in front of Duke. The blade suddenly formed in the void, flying "swish", tearing the clothes of Dylan's corpse.

Han Shuo hid behind the chaotic rocks and saw everything clearly. Just now Eric flew out suddenly, and the long sword glowed with dark blue light. It was obvious that he was already an advanced swordsman.

Such a high-level swordsman respects Duke so much, which shows that Duke's identity or strength is even stronger. It is the first time Han Shuo sees a murder, and his heart is flustered, and his heart is beating very fast.

"It's really not on him!" Duke frowned and muttered to himself, then shook the magic wand in his hand, and Dylan's naked body was thrown on the ground like garbage.

Duke's magic wand shook again, and a strong wave of mental power rushed towards Han Shuo quickly. Han Shuo was involuntarily taken away and flew towards Duke.

"Hey, how do you know I'm there?" Han Shuo was flustered in his heart and even more flustered in his mouth, yelling loudly while dancing in the air.

"Hehe, what a cute and innocent boy! Looking at your clothes, you seem to be from the Babylon School of Magic and Martial Arts, right?" Duke looked at Han Shuo kindly. After saying this, Han Shuo suddenly fell from the void to the ground. .

"Yeah, I'm a handyman from Babylon College, and I'm here to throw away magic waste, but I didn't see anything just now. Well, it's getting late, you guys continue talking, I'll go back first."

Han Shuo stood up from the ground, and after saying these words with a pure face, he took two steps towards the Babylon School of Magic and Magic at first, then suddenly accelerated, and ran with all his strength, thinking The odd looks of these two people might be detrimental to me, it's better to leave as soon as possible.

"Hehe, this young man still has ghosts. Eric, you can send him off!" Behind Han Shuo, Duke chuckled and said kindly.

As soon as Duke's voice fell, Han Shuo felt a strong air current quickly approaching him.