I Am A Snake, Teaching A Bunch Of Ghosts Is Very Reasonable

the next day.

Zhaojia Mansion in Wolong Lane, a small town.

In the room, a woman dressed in goose yellow feels a talisman from her sleeve.

cut to rectangular yellow rune paper, with a dozen sinuous blood-red lines depicted in bright cinnabar.

On the embroidered bed, Zhao Jin, the ninth prince of Wei Capital in brocade clothes, had a peaceful face, as if he was sleeping.

woman leaned over slightly and put the talisman on Zhao Jin’s forehead.

side, Zhao Mansion’s master Zhao Huairen was curious: “Lord Liufeng, what is the magic of this talisman?” < p idx="7"> the woman who called the wind replied: “Corpse pressing talisman, the proud work of the national master, can ensure that the corpse does not rot for three or five years.” ”

“so amazing~”

Zhao Huairen exclaimed.

footsteps come from far and near.

the old butler of Zhao Mansion hurriedly entered the room with the wooden sword that killed Zhao Jin in one hand and the portrait of the young assassin painted by Huixue in the other.

“Sir, Lord Liufeng, found it.”

Liufeng was expressionless and spat out a word indifferently,” he said. ”

the old butler said respectfully: “That assassin is called Chen Mengfei, he just turned fifteen years old this year, a small townsman, living in Wuyi Lane. ”

“The boy’s father disappeared a long time ago, went into the mountains to hunt, never returned, and probably fell into the mouth of the beast. As for her mother, she died six years ago. ”

“Zhao Gongzi skinned a woman yesterday, and the woman’s name was Liu Cui’er, a young neighbor surnamed Chen.”

“A woman surnamed Liu, who is a close friend of the young mother, often takes care of and supports the mother and son.”

“Also, Lord Liufeng, the husband of a woman surnamed Liu, Zhong Lishan, died tragically at home last night and was chopped into mashed meat by an axe.”

Liufeng suddenly asked: “And what? ”

“Sister Huixue said, that young man is a martial arts cultivator, at least the realm of seven grades.”

“Who led him on the path of martial arts in such a poor mountain and bad water?”

old butler whispered: “Lord Liufeng, the young man surnamed Chen does have a master. < p idx="23"> “About five or six years ago, the man came to the town once.”

“Unfortunately, only on that occasion, no one in the town knew where that person was hiding.”

Liufeng eyes flickered: “What you said is not right. ”

“There is one, absolutely know.”

Zhao Huairen and the old butler furniture were stunned.

“Who?”

Liufeng whispered: “Qi Qingqi~”< P IDX="30"> “Tweet~””31″> Suddenly, there was a sound of birds chirping in the sky outside.

A green falcon, swooping down in the sky.

instantly rushed into the box and landed on the shoulders of Liufeng.

“Lord Huixue is back?!”

Zhao Huairen said happily.

the wind tilts its head and looks at the falcon.

voice was chilly: “Sister Huixue… He’s dead! ”

……

when the sun rises.

the subordinates of the Zhao Mansion carefully put the body of the ninth prince of the Wei capital into a white jade coffin, and then carried the jade coffin onto the luxurious chariot.

as well as the wooden sword and portrait of the young assassin, were packed into two jade boxes.

both of which were to be brought back to the Wei capital and presented to Emperor Wenjing.

the only school in front of the town.

The flowing wind with a long body and jade stood up, raised his head slightly, and looked at the plaque with the book ‘Jingchun Academy’.

“The mountain is not high, but the name of the immortal.” The water is not deep, but the dragon is spiritual. Si is the Burrow, but Wu Dexin. ”

“The moss marks are green on the upper step, and the grass is green in color.” There is a great deal of laughter and laughter, and there is no white Ding in exchanges. ”

the sound of reading aloud wafts from the school.

take a deep breath of fresh air, and move gently into the school.

……

In the lecture hall, dozens of children in small towns shook their heads, some reading aloud and some yawning.

Under a leafy pear tree, a schoolboy dressed in a green shirt and frosty white sideburns is lying leisurely on a rattan chair, holding a scroll of sages.

‘Isn’t this “National Color Tianxiang”, which was strictly banned by the imperial court and burned to the top of the pornographic book?! ‘

Liufeng whispered in his heart, and he couldn’t help but feel a pang of nausea.

I saw this school master for the first time yesterday, and I felt good at first.

green shirt is flowing and polite.

but who would have thought that the gentle and elegant master would hide under a tree and peek at pornographic books.

a teacher in vain!

listen to the footsteps of women from far and near.

the blue-shirted man immersed in the sea of books did not raise his head: “This is the first time.” ”

Liufeng was stunned, “What does Sir mean by this sentence?” ”

the blue-shirted man said coldly: “Next time if you don’t knock on the door, you will trespass into the school, and I will bury you under this pear tree.” ”

realm of the four grades of martial arts, at the end of the outer refining, the elite of the Weidu Martial Pavilion, even if the county master of a county is seen, the woman who has to grovel has to grovel at this moment, and her pretty face is blue and red and white at this moment.

“What is the matter with me?”

the blue-shirted man said indifferently.

“Hu~

” exhaled the turbid breath in his chest, and said in a deep voice: “Sir, Gongzi is dead!” < p idx="67"> man in blue shirt: “So what? < p idx="68"> looking at the man’s nonchalant appearance, he clenched his silver teeth and said, “Sir, His Majesty’s favorite Nine Sons is dead!” ”

“was killed by a teenager in the town called Chen Mengfei.”

“Sister Huixue chased the young assassin with a dozen martial artists, and never came back.”

“My sister, as a fourth-grade wufu, will never die at the hands of a young man surnamed Chen.”

“Sir, you and the concubine have forged a good relationship.”

“The wind does not ask you to make a move for Gongzi.”

“May you only inform the wind, that person… Where is the master of the young assassin in seclusion! ”

“Otherwise, I cannot explain it to Your Majesty.”

the blue-shirted man put down the sage book and took care of himself to pick up the blue and white porcelain teacup on the stone table next to him.

“Do you think it was the sister who killed you, and the group of wine bags and rice bags in Zhaofu?”

Liufeng clenched his fists, “Or else.” ”

the blue-shirted man skimmed the tea leaves with the tea lid and lowered his head to take a sip.

“Your gesture, I don’t like it.”

“So, while I’m still in a good mood, get out of here.”

When did a woman born and raised in Weidu, a noble upper-class woman, suffer such humiliation.

woman Qi Pupil said sternly: “Qi Qingyan, you are shielding the murderer of the Ninth Prince!” ”

“When I return to Wei Capital, I will definitely inform Your Majesty of what I have gone through in Xueju!”

“His Majesty has always attached importance to family affection, the Ninth Prince…” IDX=”86″> the woman’s two lacquered pupils suddenly shrank to the size of needle tips.

the blue-shirted man who was still paralyzed on a rattan chair for the last second.

the next second suddenly appeared in front of the woman’s eyes.

In the left eye socket, two sticky heavy pupils stared indifferently at the woman.

as if looking at another bug.

the blue-shirted man slowly stretched out a finger that was as warm as jade.

lightly tapped on the woman’s pale forehead.

“Ah~” IDX=”94″> In the midst of the miserable scream, the woman held her head in her hands and fell back in horror.

it hurts so much~

the whole head seems to be falling apart.

“Don’t disturb my students.”

the blue-shirted man said lightly, “Roll~

” “Xie… Thank you Mr. for your mercy. ”

forced to endure the severe pain, the wind arched his hand towards the blue-shirted man, and the wind also escaped from the school.

……

the blazing sun hangs high in the heart of the sky.

Zhu Jiuyin, who was barefoot in white, walked out of the mountain forest and came to the avenue.

right hand ahead is the town, and at the end of the ancient road on the left hand, a car staggers away.

withdrew his gaze, Zhu Jiuyin carried his hands behind his back, and walked towards the town.

this time I went down the mountain to find out what happened to the apprentice.

Zhu Jiuyin first walked across the covered bridge over the Taiping River to the fenced courtyard in front of the Shenmu Forest.

In the courtyard, the big yellow dog with thick and soft hair rolled its eyelids slightly after hearing the footsteps.

Mo said barked wildly, and even the dog’s head was too lazy to lift.

< idx="110"> a dog with advanced depression.

scarlet snake letter collects wisps of smell.

“Not at home~”

after a blaze of incense kung fu.

Zhu Jiuyin stands in front of the only school in the town.

look up at the plaque.

“Jingchun Academy~”

> In a soft voice, Zhu Jiuyin stepped into the school.

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