Chapter 47 School 9

If the fleeting shadow that just passed was the same one from before, why doesn't it give up after being injured by the thunder? Or could it be that it wasn't hurt at all? But then why would it suddenly disappear? Logically, these ghostly creatures should hide after being wounded, it just doesn't make sense.

By the time I got back to the dormitory, those three were already asleep, and their snoring undulated like a symphony, with highs and lows.

I helplessly shook my head and lay down on my own bed, flipping through the "Three Hundred Tang Poems" that my master gave me. Although I couldn't understand it, maybe there was a deeper meaning hidden inside.

I flipped through it from beginning to end in one go, encountering phrases that were obscure and difficult to understand, and there were even many characters I didn't recognize.

Just when I was about to put the book aside, I suddenly noticed many tiny red characters in the blank space inside the cover.