Chapter 128 Portrait
"Everyone go back to the supervision building!"
Chen Danqiu's extremely cold voice echoed in the square,
Yang Yu whispered, "What's the matter?"
"I don't know, let's go to the supervision building."
Li Ang shook his head, looked back at Ximen, turned around and walked towards the supervision building.
The students in the lobby gathered in groups of three and four, talking in low voices about what happened just now.
The young man from the Hu family said in a young voice: "The sacrificial wine has always been the same before the collapse of Mount Tai. If he can make him so angry, the situation may be very serious."
"The man who fell off the wagon,"
Pei Jing took a deep breath and said quietly, "My surname is Cui, and my first name is Eagle."
"Cui Jiu?"
Dou Chi (whose father is the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple) frowned slightly, "A high-ranking monk in the Xunyun Realm, who was born in Qinghe Cui's last school?"
Pei Jing nodded, "Well, he is also Cui Yixian Siye's nephew."
Everyone around was shocked when they heard the words,
The number of tours in the school palace is uncertain. Only with the recommendation of several doctors and ministers, and the approval of Jijiu and the head of the mountain, can the title of tour be awarded.
When walking in the local state capital, it even has greater power and higher authority than the governor and governor.
"Although the people in the academy want to stand on the front line of fighting against aliens and demons, there are often reports of casualties,
But senior brother Cui Jiu is a high-level monk in the Xunyun Realm, and he was also born in the Cui family of Qinghe.
There is absolutely no shortage of self-defense talisman equipment on the body. "
Dou Chi wondered: "How could he be injured so badly? Besides, isn't he traveling abroad?
If you are injured by a different kind in another place, you should also treat it on the spot. "
While the disciples were whispering, Sui Yi, the instructor of sword learning, quietly walked into the lobby, and stopped Li Ang, "Take the medicine box and follow me."
"good."
Li Ang vaguely guessed the reason, without asking any further questions, he followed Sui Yi out of the supervision building with the medicine box on his back, and came to the medical hall between the greenhouse and the forging workshop.
The disciples of the academy learn the method of cultivation, and it is inevitable that they will be bumped and injured. Therefore, there is also a small medical center inside the academy, and the manager is Sun Pu, a doctor of herbal medicine.
It exists like a medical room.
Li Ang followed Sui Yi into the medical hall, and Chen Danqiu, Jianxue Siye Cui Yixian, Doctor of Herbal Medicine Sun Pu and others were already waiting there, their faces were not very good-looking,
And on the bed in the middle of the medical hall, there was the blood-covered, gritted teeth and low-groaning school inspector Cui Jiu.
Li Ang stepped forward, checked,
Cui Jiu had a deep wound in the shape of a "Y" on his chest. The cut surface was smooth, as if cut open by a sharp instrument.
At the same time the wound is "fresh" with no signs of healing,
It was Cui Jiu himself and the doctors present at the school who forcibly closed the gap and suppressed the blood gushing out with their thoughts.
didn't let him die of blood loss.
‘How did this injury come about? It can't be that senior brother Cui Jiu stabbed himself with a dagger in the carriage, right? '
Li Ang took out the surgical instruments from the medicine box with some doubts, cleaned the wound for Cui Jiu, and sewed up the flesh.
Because they didn't say anything to keep the sacrificial wine, Li Ang left after suturing the wound and wrapping the bandage—these people obviously wanted to talk about something in secret.
Wait until he leaves,
Jiujiu Chen Danqiu casually released a sound-proofing technique, and asked Cui Jiu in a deep voice: "Cui Shiqi, didn't you follow Dr. Ji Tong to teach the barren people in the 100,000 barren mountains? Why did you come back by yourself?
What's the matter with this injury? "
Cui Jiu, as a tour of the Academy, has been following the Academy’s Confucian doctor You Jitong for the past two years, teaching barren people in a hundred thousand barren mountains,
I hope that the barbaric and powerful barren people will learn the etiquette and culture of the Yu country, and get close to the Yu country from then on—
Hundreds of thousands of barren mountains are rich in products, and Yu State can get huge wealth every year by doing business with barren people. Naturally, it is necessary to get close to the barren tribes of Yu State.
At the same time to educate the barren people, it can also prevent the Southern Zhou forces from infiltrating the 100,000 barren mountains.
Xiang Xuegong toured Juxiu, as well as Sui Yi, a swordsman who is also standing here at this moment, have all experienced experience in the Hundred Thousand Barren Mountains.
"Disciple, in the 100,000 barren mountains, I saw you, son of the emperor"
With the last stroke falling, the ink soaks to the back of the paper,
The atmosphere in the medical hall was extremely depressing,
Jiujiu Chen Danqiu narrowed his eyes slightly, his sleeves were windless, and asked word by word: "Jun Qianzi died fifteen years ago, how do you know him?"
The news that Junqianzi is still alive is only circulated among the Academy, Zhenfusi, and the upper echelons of the court.
Cui Jiu has been practicing in the Hundred Thousand Barren Mountains for two years, and he has never returned to Chang'an during this period, so how could he know about Jun Qianzi.
What's more, fifteen years ago, Cui Jiu was only about twelve years old, and he was still studying in Qinghe County. He never went to Chang'an, didn't take the exam, and didn't know the appearance of Jun Qianzi.
"Don't worry about offering wine,"
Sword Master Cui Yixian interrupted Chen Danqiu's questioning, turned to look at his nephew, and asked peacefully: "Seventeen Lang, please explain the matter clearly.
How did you meet Jun Qianzi, and how did you recognize him. "
"yes."
Cui Jiu on the hospital bed nodded with difficulty, and controlled the pen and paper to write silently.
During his experience in the Hundred Thousand Barren Mountains, he not only educated the boys and girls of the barren tribe, but also collected information about the aliens in the Hundred Thousand Barren Mountains.
The environment of the barren hills is dangerous, full of evil spirits, and the density of alien species is much higher than that of the prosperous and prosperous Yu Kingdom.
What a ten-foot-long lion-headed snake,
Groundworms that walk through the ground and feed on the blood of living things.
When Cui Jiu was in the academy, his favorite subject was the science of beasts. I imagined that Dr. Doer, who compiled "The Taxonomy of Alien Beasts", wrote a book of hundreds of thousands of barren mountains and hundreds of beasts.
Therefore, when resting in normal times, I will bring equipment and go deep into the barren hills to explore.
He is a high-ranking monk in the Cloud Patrol Realm, and he has a bunch of expensive talismans on his body, which can detect, attack, and defend.
Even if you can't beat some difficult aliens, running is always no problem.
One day, he went to investigate in the mountains,
While drawing an image for a low-level monster, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.
He turned his head suddenly, only to see a person standing behind him at some point.
It was a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, wearing a blue gown, smiling, looking elegant and easy-going, making people feel close.
At that moment, Cui Jiu felt his hair stand on end,
The talisman he was carrying could detect aliens within a radius of several miles, and he himself had been sending out his spiritual thoughts, listening to the wind and grass within a thirty-foot range.
When did the other party come behind him, and why didn't he have even a trace of the mess caused by walking in the depths of a hundred thousand barren mountains?
Cui Jiu didn't have time to think about it, so he cast a spell to attack, and at the same time activated the talisman to escape.
However, the other party just raised his finger and drew two strokes in the air, and Cui Jiu's body froze suddenly, unable to move at all. The half-activated talismans on his body all spontaneously ignited and burned, turning into ashes.
"School tour?"
The other party looked at the jade pendant around Cui Jiu's waist, and smiled casually, "I also had a piece of this kind of jade medal back then."
Cui Jiu said with difficulty: "Who are you?"
"Huh? As a school inspector, didn't they show you my wanted portrait? Or did they say that my wanted portrait hasn't been updated for fifteen years?
Xuegong is really, things are getting more and more unreliable. "
The other party shook his head and said, "I am the son of Junqian, is the head of the mountain still in good health?
You go back and tell him that the gift I sent to Chang'an is just the beginning.
Now, let's go. "
After finishing speaking, Jun Qianzi waved his hand and released the restraint on Cui Jiu's body.
Cui Jiu felt his mind was muddled and unable to think, he stumbled out of the deep mountain without talking to anyone, relying on the badges of his disciples, he changed carriages at various post stations and hurried back to Chang'an.
And regained consciousness on the mountainside of Xiashan Mountain, and there was an inexplicable wound on his chest, showing the same Y-shaped scar as the trajectory drawn by Jun Qianzi in the deep mountain at that time.
"He must be a cultivator in the Candle Sky Realm!"
Cui Jiu couldn't restrain the panic deep in his heart, and his handwriting on the paper was also affected and became messy, "He still has an ancient book in his hand!"
"Its name is "Secret Sutra of Seven Chapters of Xuanjun"."
(end of this chapter)