See Jiangshan

"I know something's wrong with him." Lin Duzhi said suddenly.

Xu Ran thought it was Fu Keji, but Cheng Qianren remembered another thing: "Zhong Shiliu?"

"Hmm." Lin Duzhi frowned: "His eyes are dull, and his pupils are slightly dizzy. He is probably in a state of half-witness. The reason why he can't answer the third question is not because he feels embarrassed, but because his 'self-will' has diminished."

Xu Ran was shocked: "What?"

Cheng Qianren: "I think his expression is more dull than before, and I thought it was an illusion."

"The Wisdom Cleansing Technique is the restriction of the Sea of ​​Consciousness supplemented by drugs... In two years, this person may completely become a puppet."

Lin Duzhi grew up in a place isolated from the world. Before leaving the island, his knowledge of this continent was limited to books.

"It is said in the book that this kind of cruelty technique was abolished hundreds of years ago. Why is there still such a thing?"

"People who sit in high positions don't trust anyone, and they want others to sacrifice their lives for them. No matter how loyal a servant is, how can it compare to a puppet who always obeys orders." Gu Xuejiang sneered: "Forbidden techniques are easy, but forbidden people Desire is too difficult."

Lin Duzhi sighed.

Judging from Gu Xuejiang's reaction, the emperor has many such people, far more than just one Zhong Shiliu.

But Zhong Shiliu was in front of his eyes, attending classes and practicing like every ordinary student in the college.Two years later, they celebrate their graduation, and the dull boy holding the Frost Sword will turn into a puppet.

How to turn a blind eye.

When Cheng Qianren heard his sigh, he felt his heart.

There seems to be a kind of compassion in Lin Duzhi, not just the benevolence of doctors, nor the simple compassion of human beings.

He couldn't understand this kind of compassion.Probably related to the other party's frequent reading of Buddhist scriptures.

Cheng Qianren asked: "Is there any help?"

Lin Duzhi: "Yes. I want to find him when the battle between the two courts is over."

Although it is difficult to cure diseases, it is even more difficult to deal with strangers.He frowned, slightly distressed.

Gu Er couldn't help rubbing his face: "It's okay, let's go together, the three fools will help Dr. Lin find a way."

Xu Ran laughed out loud.

Lin Lu's ears turned red: "I told you not to get so close suddenly!"

The four of them walked to the intersection to say goodbye and say see you tomorrow.

As usual, those who should read should read books, and those who should practice swords should practice swords.The tense atmosphere of the rematch that is ubiquitous in the academy seems to have nothing to do with them.

***

Cheng Qianren stepped on the afterglow of the setting sun on the bluestone slab, and went home with his sword in his arms.

A few days ago, he had learned to avoid certain crowded areas, which could avoid a lot of trouble to explain.

"I just look like Cheng Qianren, and I really don't know how to play polo. He is ten times more handsome than me...I didn't lie to you, he won't buy rice himself."

"Can't spit fire...horses can't fly, can't turn somersaults. Just these two cabbages, nothing else."

In the huge Nanyang City, there are people who know him everywhere.

Fortunately, the third volume of "Gossip in the Imperial City" written by Gu Er was released. In the streets and alleys, under the trees in the corners, people held books and competed to read them, and the excitement of a polo game was finally forgotten.

Everything went well today.

Until late at night, Cheng Qianren meditated and meditated.Some time later, the white mist reappeared in the sea of ​​consciousness.

He saw Chaser again.

This meeting seemed to be much longer than last night, and it seemed more real.

The child grew taller but thinner, wearing a complicated black robe, standing alone in the distant mist.

Wide sleeves hang down, and the figure is solitary, like a solitary peak in the sea of ​​clouds, insignificant and not like the world.

Suddenly looking back, the sharpness suddenly appeared, and the cold eyes pierced through the clouds and fog, looking straight into his eyes.

"After sending me away, how are you doing?!"

Cheng Qianren suddenly woke up.

The night is darkest before dawn, and the autumn wind is cold, and the face is like a knife.

He stood by the window with his clothes on, talking to himself.

"The price of rice has risen, the noodle shop is closed, I lost my errand, and practice sword practice every day. I will go to fight after dawn. If I'm lucky, I can earn 300 taels after finishing this ticket..."

"I met a friend named Lin Duzhi. You should like it. Recently, many people have come to Nanyang City. Some people are very annoying. Don't learn from their bad habits."

"The rest is the same as before. Except for missing you, everything is fine."

"What about you?"

The eastern sky is slightly white.He let out a long breath, and his thoughts returned to calm.

So he fetched water to wash, changed into clean courtyard clothes, combed a single bun, and went out with a sword.

It doesn't seem to be going to a melee fight at all.

The sky is gloomy, the westerly wind blows up the dead leaves, the dust attracts the eyes, and the autumn rain is about to fall.

On the open square at the east gate of the college, people from Nanyang and business travelers from other places gathered to watch the excitement and other news.

After Cheng Qianren was admitted to the hospital, he didn't try to hide his coercion, and soon someone recognized him, and there were murmurs all around.Like Moses dividing the sea, the crowd spontaneously makes a way.

The uniforms of Nanyuan courtyard are mainly blue and white, which looks like a raging ocean tide from afar.During the period, the black-clothed inspectors who maintained order were like solid reefs on the sea.

There are entrances all around the Martial Arts Field, and Nanyuan contestants wait at the south entrance.Most of them were acquaintances, but the atmosphere was silent, Xu Ran shouted from a distance: "Why did you come here!"

Zhou Yan and other senior brothers heard the sound and nodded with Cheng Qianren.

Because of nervousness or excitement, Xu Ran was particularly irritable: "It hasn't started yet, can't they just sit around?"

She was talking about the north stand.In addition to the gentlemen from the two courts, officials from the Changzhou government, and generals from the southern military department, there were also many elders from the sects and aristocratic families present today.

The fighting event is not only a contest between the two houses.Which junior is better, which genius is more outstanding, and which budding student is suitable for recruiting, you have to judge from this.

More than [-] people lined up seats, and all aspects of fame, cultivation, and seniority had to be carefully considered. The big shots couldn't figure out what to do in their hearts, and they always had to give in to each other on the scene.

Cheng Qianren looked up, and saw that the surrounding stones were crowded with layers of people.There are also black and white round platforms rising from the ground in the field, and everything feels oppressive.

Suddenly there was a loud shout from somewhere, it turned out that it was the students in the backyard of Nanshan calling his name.He didn't understand why they came to cheer him without any grievances when they just scolded each other in front of the medical hall.

He also wanted to be like the vice president, raising his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, but felt very embarrassed, so he had to talk to Lin Lu and Gu Xuejiang, pretending not to hear.

"Why are you here, you don't need to prepare for the literary test in the afternoon?"

Gu Er: "How many pages are you going to be able to read now? There is plenty of time, and you and Xu Ran can still take a nap with the deer after finishing reading."

They were sitting in the first row of the stands, separated from Cheng Qianren by an iron fence.

The dignitaries finally took their seats one after another. The sound of the drum made the audience quiet for a moment. The voice of the ceremony officer repeating the rules echoed far away, and finally drew the tone:

"Please enter the contestants—"

On the north and south sides, a total of more than a hundred people were arranged by the deacon to spread out along the sidelines of the field, with each person separated by more than two feet, which is convenient for displaying.

The shouts sounded again, becoming more and more majestic, and soon joined together.Cheng Qianren's name resounded throughout the academy.

Elder Cangshan smiled, stretched out his finger and said, "That is Nanyuan's new star this year, the rumored genius who became a Taoist overnight. The wild rumors on horseback that are circulating in the city now come from him."

Before the monk of Ci'en Temple beside him could speak, someone said first, "You know a little bit about the polo trail, but you are so arrogant. I don't think it is a big weapon."

It turned out to be a Hinayana priest from the Zhong family.

Elder Jiange looked at the north, and said calmly: "Please forgive me for being blunt. I am not arrogant, but it is unfair to melee. It is not appropriate for me to send my disciples like tigers into sheep."

The faces of the old people around did not change, they could only grit their teeth secretly, knowing that what he said was true.Fu Keji's sword practice has already surpassed his peers by a large margin.Who is the opponent in the field?

The chief deacon of Beilan frowned worriedly, but his tone showed a hint of pride: "What does Mr. Hu think about the melee arrangement for the rematch? If only six or seven people from Nanyuan advance to the final, how will it end?"

"How do you want it to end?"

At the same time, someone asked the same question on the top floor of the library, the tallest building in the south.

She is a beautiful woman with a graceful figure and no age.

"Er Tiao! Huh!" Hu Yizhi was in a good mood: "The end? Go play with the children... walk around again?"

The sound of shuffling the cards, accompanied by the sound of the drums and voices downstairs, was extremely pleasant.

Today's weather is bad, but there are a lot of visitors. The North and South Courts sent deacons and several famous old gentlemen to sit in the stands.Fortunately, the four of them played cards here, and Princess Wen Le was upstairs in Jian'an Tower.Otherwise, the deacons who arranged the positions would be so worried that they would vomit blood.

Vice President Beilan flicked his cards leisurely and glanced out of the window. He lacked interest and was far less active than when he was watching polo.

"I just don't like young people today, not even any of them. Back then when we practiced, our minds were full of the words 'resist demons, defend our country', and we fought for rankings, only for the top [-] to go to the East Territory The first line. What is glory, this is."

Chu Lanchuan didn't answer, he was tired of hearing it.Every time it comes to the end, it is nothing more than the same conclusion-'human beings are going to end, and the responsibility is shared equally'.

Mr. Hu smiled gently: "Old Liu, this is their time."

If you count the seniority, the other party is their elders, who participated in the Eastern Expedition when they were young, and made great military achievements.After he took over as vice president of Nanyuan, he still called him 'senior' for the first two years.

Later, I met each other every year, watching the teenagers like spring leeks grow up one after another, and they nestled in the tall buildings playing cards and blowing water, and the generations between each other have long been blurred.

Vice President Liu: "The future of mankind is in the hands of these bastards, and the demons can sing praises and close their eyes and break into Baixue Pass... Hey, San Niang, you're giving the judge another card!"

Sanniang helped the bead flowers on her temples: "How are you doing? The future of mankind is in my hands."

Vice President Liu was about to choke back when he was suddenly taken aback.

Standing up with a flick of his sleeves, he walked quickly to the window.A piece of [-] bone rolled down the corner of the table.

He heard a sword cry.

At the moment when the semi-finals started, more than a hundred people set off, countless swords clashed, and thousands of clangs sounded at the same time, heading straight into the sky.

That sound was not very loud or long, and it was drowned in the hustle and bustle in one breath.

But he heard it.

Four people stood in front of the window.

Because of Hu Yizhi's bad taste, looking at the martial arts field from a distance, black and white are intertwined like a huge chessboard.

Vice President Liu's voice is very soft, as if saying that name means danger, and you need to be careful:

"...God and Ghost Biyi?"