The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 10 Wood Carving
In the school, the atmosphere fell from enthusiasm to the bottom. Everyone was seeing the exciting part, expecting to know what happened that night hundreds of years ago, but they encountered ruthless interruptions.

No, it's not a broken chapter, it's a eunuch at all.

"Are you sure this is the last page of the letter? Will it disappear later?" a doctor asked unwillingly.

Another person beside him slapped the table and said angrily: "The Taoist sect is really petty. Since it is made public, it should be more straightforward. Like this, only part of the letter is published, but the key points are hidden. It is really disgusting."

"That's right, that's right." Everyone shared the same hatred and cursed the Daoist sect for not being sons of men.

At this time, Huang He picked up the "Huayang Biography" that had been thrown aside - because it was to be circulated separately, the letter part was torn out, and the rest was the main part of the biography described by the timeline.

He turned to the torn place, glanced at it a few times and said happily: "The letter is indeed gone, but isn't there a written follow-up on it?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and swarmed over, surrounded him, and gathered their heads together to watch the follow-up:
"In the 78th year of the Qianyuan Dynasty, after the grand event of killing demons, he returned to the sect to practice. On that month, the elders of the Dongxuan sect came to the door. Huayang raised his sword and slashed angrily. The marriage was broken, and he was fined and banned from the back mountain for three years."

"In the same year, the son of the head of the Xihai faction was assassinated by Liyang. The Daoist League was furious, charged Liyang Daoist with colluding with the monster clan and breaking the alliance, and issued a blood killing order, which caused a sensation."

"In the 81st year of Qianyuan, Huayang went out of customs. In the same year, his biological father died of a serious illness, and Huayang took over as the head."

"In the 82nd year of Qianyuan, the Daoist League besieged and killed Liyang Immortal in Zhuohe, and Huayang led the sect to go there. When they arrived, the siege failed, so we couldn't meet him."

"In the 83rd year of Qianyuan, Huayang broke through and destroyed the Dongxuan sect. In the same year, I heard about Liyang's traces and rushed there, but failed to return."

……

"In the sixth year of the Universiade, Liyang Daoist was besieged and slaughtered on the top of Jieshan Mountain by the eight factions and strong men from various ethnic groups. The bloody battle lasted for three days and four nights. The coalition forces were wiped out. Liyang was seriously injured and his foundation was damaged. The sword cuts the sky, and the light of the sword freezes Daxizhou."

"In the ninth year of the Universiade, the leader of the Xihai faction colluded with the monster clan, and the Taoist League revoked the crime of Liyang. Huayang Zhenren went to Jieshan alone in October to worship and break the gods. In December of the same year, he went to the main altar of the Taoist League. Defeat the five alliance leaders, disband the Dao League, establish the 'Daomen', and become the leader of the Taoism in the world."

……

"In the 35th year of the Universiade, Hua Yang, the first head teacher of the Taoist sect, passed away at home. He never married, so he was passed down as the first disciple at the age of 420."

"End of the full text."

In the dormitory, as Huang He turned to the last page, he realized that the originally noisy environment had quieted down at some point, and all the doctors were silent, as if immersed in the biographies.

Different from letters, the following chapters are all declarative sentences, telling the life of the head of Huayang according to the timeline.

But everyone's thoughts are not here, they finally found the ending of the story between the lines.

"Is the rumor that Liyang Daoist was framed true?" In the quiet atmosphere, someone suddenly asked.

In the market, there are indeed similar stories circulating, saying that in the past when the two clans fought, a traitor appeared in the "Dao League" that led the human race's practice world, and planned to ambush Liyang, which also made the famous "Battle of Jieshan".

But maybe this period of history is not glorious, and after a thousand years, related rumors are not widespread.

It was not until "Huayang Biography" was made public that they were able to get a glimpse of that buried history.

From this, it is not difficult to guess the truth of the past:
After the demon slaying event, Hua Yang returned to the sect disheartened, which showed that Li Yang did not take her away.

But the real reason is that Master Li Yang wanted to assassinate the leader's son for revenge, and he didn't want to drag her into the whirlpool.

Li Yang has been slandered and hunted down for a hundred years, so it is naturally difficult for the two to communicate by letter.

By the time the truth came out, it was too late.

"Ah." There was a sigh in the dormitory, and the doctors were immersed in a sad atmosphere, and scattered back to their seats.

As if at the end of the movie, the audience left silently.

"But I still want to know what happened that night." Dr. Zhao muttered, "I still haven't written the key point."

After a pause, someone said again: "There are still these letters. Speaking of which, why did these letters to Master Li Yang come back? They shouldn't be in her hands."

……

Universiade ten years, heavy snow.

The vermilion gate of the newly established Taoist main altar was pushed open. Wearing a blue-gray Taoist robe, with short hair combed to the ear, and no makeup, the head teacher Huayang walked down the snow-covered steps alone, looking forward:

"How did you come."

Waiting outside the door was a somewhat bookish man, wearing a wide robe stained with ink, carrying a cloth bag filled with painting scrolls.

The painting saint Zhang Sengyao was silent for a while, and said:

"He left some things with me back then, and said that one day he died, and he would send them to you."

Wei Huayang's originally indifferent face suddenly froze, as if the portrait had come to life, she subconsciously clenched her hands hidden in her sleeves, opened her mouth, and asked in a slightly hoarse voice:
"Is... what?"

"I haven't opened it." Zhang Sengyao took out a red wooden box, handed it to her, then turned around and disappeared into the heavy snow.

Leaving Wei Huayang standing alone in the wind and snow, she opened the wooden box for a long time, and found that there were well-preserved envelopes inside, and the letter paper had turned yellow.

Those were all the letters she had written to him, and they were returned today.

Suddenly, the top envelope was wet with tears, and an inaudible voice swayed in the cold wind:

"asshole."

……

Qinglian Xiaozhu.

At the end of the song, Shi Jilun, Xue Hongjian and other students finished their lunch, said goodbye and left. Ji Pingan sent everyone away with a smile, and then closed the courtyard door.

He picked up the broom and cleaned the courtyard carefully, fed the koi in the lake, and sprinkled water on the clump of black bamboo.

When he was done with everything, he sat on the rattan chair under the peach tree again, covered his knees with a small blanket, picked up the carving knife with his left hand, and picked up the unfinished wooden doll with his right hand.

Start sculpting in earnest.

"Shusha." The wind blew through the bamboo forest, fine wood chips fell down, and the originally vague wood carvings gradually took shape.

She was dressed in a big red dress, her short ear-length hair was combed neatly, and her heroic face was painted with thin eyebrows, which was very beautiful.

If the rest of the students were still there, they would definitely exclaim, because this wooden carving looks exactly like Headmaster Huayang, and it is generally the same.

Finally, Ji Pingan picked up the carving knife and began to carve the doll's eyes. When he finished the last stroke, the dull wood carving became alive, as if it came to life.

Cracks like spider webs appeared on the surface, and light shone through the cracks, and finally the light condensed into an illusory red dress, warm as fire, Wei Huayang stood quietly under the peach tree, his young face was full of complexities, just like back then.

Immediately, the illusory figure opened its arms, embraced the young man lying on the rattan chair, and dissipated into stars.

The spring breeze blew, and the wooden figurines were blown into dust all over the sky.

Ji Pingan closed his eyes, everything disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

After a while.

Ji Pingan opened his eyes again, and found that the courtyard door was pushed open, and there was an unexpected visitor outside.

(End of this chapter)