And the first thing he does when he wakes up in the morning was to look at his hair in the mirror and take a picture to record it. The hair came out slowly in the first few days, but the scalp turned blue. After waiting for a week, the hair sprang up like bamboo shoots after rain. Dean Hu Ming once again had a hairstyle after 30 years.

Not only did Hu Ming himself pay attention to his hair, but also half of the professors in the university surreptitiously stared at his hair. They watched Dean Hu having shiny top head to the short board inch, and then from the soft board inch gradually longer, longer and darker… …

Soon, Lin Qingyin found that her jade was not enough, but the professors in the university came in a group. After another month, Lin Qingyin found that the stones were running out, but the senior students in the school had an urgent need for hair growth.

Lin Qingyin: “… …”

Does anyone remember that I am fortune-telling?

*

Time passed quickly, and after spending time in the fortune-telling club, it was time for the final exam in a blink of an eye. The classroom, study room, and library were filled with students reviewing their homework. Lin Qingyin was the most relaxed one. She took the entrance exam to Imperial College to study mathematics. She studied more deeply than other students in this course alone. She had a super memory, so she can cope with other courses.

Although her roommates usually study hard, they always feel that they were still lacking when they take the exam, so they can’t wait to spend all their time reading books. Everyone was busy, and it seemed that Lin Qingyin was a little busy. When she was thinking about finding something to do, a classmate from the Northeast found her, hoping he could invite her home to help with some things.

After Lin Qingyin was reborn, she hadn’t been out much, and she was very curious about the land in the northeast, so she accepted it. Lin Qingyin had to go to the Northeast after the holiday. Jiang Wei bought a ticket for himself when he found out.

How could the disciple let the little master go far away alone when she has important business? He must follow!

*

The classmate who asked Lin Qingyin to go to his hometown was Li Ke, a sophomore student in the Department of Mathematics and a member of the Fortune-Telling Club. After witnessing Lin Qingyin’s ability with his own eyes, Li Ke discussed it with his family and invited this well-known little master to his old parent’s home.

After transferring to the train and taking the bus, it took them two days before they arrived at Li Ke’s house. Even a young and muscular man like Li Ke feels exhausted, but Lin Qingyin and Jiang Wei have already entered the immortal cultivation, and rushing along the journey was not tiring at all for the two of them.

The Li family lives at the foot of the mountain. They have lived by picking ginseng for generations. The back mountain fed them for many years. They have a deep friendship with Changbai Mountain. Li Ke brought Lin Qingyin and Jiang Wei to his home, and smiled apologetically: “The home is a bungalow, and it may be a little rough.”

Lin Qingyin glanced around the house. Although it was a bungalow, the windows were bright and clean, and each room was large. What’s more, the aura at the foot of the mountain was the strongest she had ever seen since she came to this world.