The Devil and the Flower

The breeze blows, the fragrance of tea is faint, and the mist of water vapor is rising.

Feng Yueci put the tea in front of Yang Ce, and when he heard what he said, he said in the usual tone: "Mr. Jiang's jade talisman does not seem to be a fake."

Holding the hot tea, Yang Ce gradually warmed up his previously frightened and cold body, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Dao knows that besides 'borrowers', there are also 'transfer students' in our academy."

Their principal is a person who really loves his hometown. Not only did he name the school "Huaxia", but even the system imitated the school on Earth.

For example, according to age, all students under the age of 12 go to kindergarten, those over 12 and under 20 go to middle school, and those over 20 go to university.

Another example is that the curriculum was changed from the six arts of gentlemen, collectively designated as "ritual, music, art, imperial education, book, and mathematics", and there are many small courses under it, with many familiar names such as history and geography.

Most of the "borrowing students" are the children of hundreds of clans, but the "transfer students" set a precedent for their fellow villagers.

The principal said to the outside world that the "transfer students" were the students he accepted during his travels, so he would have jade charms on his body and be able to enter directly, which can be described as painstaking.

If they are particularly elderly, they can also serve as lecturers or others in the academy.

From Yang Ce's point of view, he was really considerate everywhere, but it undoubtedly brought a lot of trouble.

Just like at this moment, Feng Yueci said naturally: "Since he is recognized by the principal, he is a member of the academy."

Hearing what he said, Yang Ce couldn't help sighing.

The principal has good intentions, but people's hearts are complicated, the character of the jade talisman holder is unpredictable, and harm from fellow villagers is not uncommon. It is a miracle that the Huaxia Academy can stand today.

That is to say, a person like the principal can still accept everyone as usual from the beginning to the end.

"Mr. Dao, what if he's not a good person?" Yang Ce raised his voice, frowned and said, "The principal is kind-hearted and recruits a lot of students. But the world is changeable, people's hearts are changeable, and there have been many people with ulterior motives in previous years." Isn't it miserable enough to cause the academy and everyone else!"

The more he talked, the more excited he became, and he didn't know whether it was because of fear or anger.

The green cow called "Moo Moo" and kicked his hoof, telling him to keep his voice down.

Yang Ce covered his feet in pain, and his calm eyes on Shangfeng Yueci immediately froze: "Sorry, Daojun, I just..."

I'm just afraid that the Great Demon King Jiang will go crazy and cause everyone to die.

Daojun is much smarter than him, and if he can't get in touch with the principal for the time being, he can only come to ask Daojun for help, hoping to send Jiang Huan back to the world of reincarnation.

Feng Yueci was silent for a moment, and said: "The most difficult thing to decide in this world is 'life and death', and the most difficult thing to argue is 'right and wrong'. There is deep fear in your heart, and what you say or think may not be true."

Upon hearing this, Yang Ce hurriedly said, "No! I have seen him with my own eyes, he..."

Thinking of the scene in the past, Yang Ce's face turned pale, and he couldn't continue talking.

Feng Yue resigned: "I see Mr. Jiang as arrogant and arrogant. Although he is loose and unruly, he is a person with a magnanimous temperament, not like a treacherous and evil person."

Yang Ce was stunned for a moment.

Anyone who knew Jiang Huan felt negative emotions about him, whether they were afraid or angry or respectful or disgusted. This was the first time he had heard someone praise Jiang Huan, and it was from the mouth of Qinghui Daojun respected by the world!

Yang Ce looked blank, not knowing what to say.

"Even if, as you said, he is not kind, there is no need to panic," Feng Yueci glanced at him, and wrote lightly, "I will protect you all."

Yang Ce's heart suddenly warmed up, almost tears filled his eyes.

Everyone in the world knows that Taoist Qing Hui is weak and sick, and cannot fight with others, but this does not mean that he has no power to protect himself.

In the past, when he killed the emperor and deceived others, the Taoist ruler couldn't bear it, and finally surprised the world with a "spirit sealing arrow".

The "Spiritual Sealing Arrow" was created by him, and it is indeed the greatest nemesis of practitioners. It seals the spiritual power of the whole body with one arrow, and even if you have thousands of spells and methods, you will not be able to use it.

The domineering and belligerent Lord Killer has been hidden for more than half a year because of this.

It's just that some people lamented that the Daoist Lord was too merciful, sealing the spirit with an arrow, but it was not life-threatening, and it was not permanent. After all, he had no intention of hurting others.

Like everyone else, Yang Ce firmly believed in Feng Yueci, and he came here to remind and confirm, and finally smiled a little after hearing the words: "I feel relieved when Daojun said so."

The Great Demon King Jiang Huan was indeed terrifying, but looking at the calm and calm appearance of Taoist Lord, he didn't seem to be so scared anymore.

After sending the children away, Feng Yueci turned over a page of the book, the wind blew the forest, and a few leaves fell lightly on the page, just blocking the writing.

Feng Yueci brushed off the leaves with his fingertips, and said: "Young Master Jiang, don't mess around."

I don't know when a person was lying on the tree, his black clothes fluttered, and the corner of his mouth was smiling, but he was quite puzzled: "How did the Taoist find me?"

Feng Yue resigned, "Feeling."

Feeling again?

Jiang Huan jumped down, walked to him and sat down, picked up the teapot and drank it: "Mr. Dao, one perfunctory word is enough."

Feng Yueci raised his head to look at him, and said lightly, "Young Master Jiang's murderous blood can't be concealed, and the wind gathers clouds everywhere, which often causes headaches."

Jiang Huan: "..."

If someone else said that, Jiang Huanli would not pay attention, and at most he would be rewarded with a knife, but it was Feng Yueci who said this, so there was nothing he could do.

You can't start with Duojiaohua.

Jiang Huan's tone was slightly mocking: "Your Taoist heart is like a mirror, and you can see it more clearly than anyone else, so why do you want to speak for me in front of the children? Isn't it uncomfortable to speak against your will?"

Feng Yue resigned: "I never speak against my will."

This sentence is as light as a flutter, and the ending is caught in a low cough, like a tiny hook, easily conquering the city and reaching the bottom of my heart.

The pent-up breath in Jiang Huan's heart dissipated silently, and he only felt the spring breeze ten miles away, and thousands of trees and flowers blooming.

"Hey, Taoist Lord is really good at coaxing people." Jiang Huan wanted to stretch out his hand to help him, but when he thought of the red mark on his wrist earlier, he withdrew his hand, passed the water glass instead, and said, "If I don't Kindness, I'm afraid I can't bear to do anything to a beauty like Daojun."

Feng Yueci took the cup and thanked softly, "Mr. Jiang's heart is like a rock, so naturally he won't be moved by his appearance."

When Jiang Huan heard the words, he smiled half-truthfully: "The beauty of a Taoist monarch does not lie in the appearance."

Feng Yueci drank tea quietly, and was used to his unbridled words without raising his eyes.

Jiang Huan laughed sullenly, but didn't say anything else.

The surrounding wind is turbulent, the trees are shaking and the leaves are falling, but the hustle and bustle in my heart has disappeared, and there is a sense of tranquility, probably because of the people around me.

At noon the weather was very good, everyone had lunch together, packed up their things, returned to the inn, and prepared to return to Huaxia Academy.

After leaving the city gate, Li Mianxi first asked, "Miss Lin, do you want to take you home?"

Lin Yanlan shook her head, frowned and looked at Feng Yueci: "Dao Jun used his spiritual power before and stepped into the River of Forgetfulness. His physical condition is worrying. I have to take care of it for a while. There are A Niang and Shaozhu at home. , I’m not in a hurry, I’ll go with you to the academy.”

Feng Yue turned around to express his thanks, and said, "There is Miss Lau Lin."

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves, and an exquisite boat appeared in midair. The boat was ebony and gilded, long and spacious, with a hollowed-out elegant room on the top, and silk silver curtains hung down on the left and right sides. The breeze blows, It was foggy.

Everyone raised their heads and covered their faces, and said in unison: "Wow!"

Lin Yanlan was stunned, feeling amused, and said: "Master Ye gave Daojun the Sea Soul Pearl, and Mr. Jiang gave Wuling Boat, the two of them really have to compete for everything. "

Guan Tong nodded again and again, and said: "Didn't the Jiang family always like to imitate His Majesty Jiang Di? They are all resplendent and magnificent palaces, just like the emperor, no wonder the Ye family can't understand it."

Not to mention other things, when His Majesty the Demon King ruled the heavens, His Majesty Jiangdi still didn't know where he was.

Qin Wenyin smiled and said: "Jiang Emperor's party and Demon King's party have been fighting for thousands of years, and it's not a day or two that they can't understand each other. From the book, it seems that His Majesty Jiang Di doesn't seem to like that style. Visiting the Fugong Palace The description of it is 'like the white snow, bright as the moon'."

He Yuli spread out his hands and said: "He is the orthodox descendant of Emperor Jiang, so they have the final say on everything."

When it comes to topics related to "emperor", everyone always talks a lot, but Ji Shiyan and Yang Ce have something on their minds, so they don't say much.

Jiang Huan looked at the boat, "This unbearably vulgar aesthetic... Daojun, it's a surprise that you didn't throw it away."

Feng Yue resigned: "It's all about the heart, not the appearance."

Jiang Huan sneered, looking at the boat, his disgust was beyond words, feeling that he was not worthy of Feng Yueci's temperament at all, and suggested: "Why don't you throw it away, I will give you a better one someday."

Feng Yueci raised his sleeve to cover his lips, and coughed twice.

"This Wuling boat is the ultimate flying weapon! It's very precious!" Qiu Linhan couldn't help but replied, and then said curiously: "I heard from Junior Mianxi that Senior Jiang is not from the Wangchuan Jiang clan, but I see you From the name to the clothes, you are very similar to the Jiang family, and you also use knives, as we all know, the Jiang family majors in the way of swords."

As soon as these words came out, everyone glanced over in unison, obviously wanting to ask a long time ago.

Jiang Huan withdrew his gaze from looking at the boat, and said casually: "What a coincidence, I don't like people bumping into clothes with me the most. You reminded me that I must come to my house some other day to see how well they have won Emperor Jiang. Truth."

There was still a sloppy smile in his tone, but he could hear a chill down his back, inexplicably chilling.

Everyone couldn't help muttering in their hearts: If you speak so confidently, it is hoped that Chuan Jiang's family has been passed down for thousands of years, and you should be the one who bumped into the costumes, Senior Jiang, right?

Feng Yueci heard them chattering non-stop, and said: "You take turns to control the boat, and you have the right to practice. If anyone has not passed the course, you can ask others for advice."

The courses in the Academy are Ritual, Music, Art, Royal, Book, and Mathematics. Among them, the word "Yu" refers to the control of spiritual weapons. For students with weak spiritual power, it is not uncommon.

"Yes!" The children all agreed, and immediately lost their thoughts of gossip, and all ran up to touch the spirit weapon.

Jiang Huan walked side by side with Feng Yueci, walked slowly at the end, and suddenly asked: "Which side do you prefer, the Jiang family and the Ye family?"

Feng Yue resigned: "Everything is fine."

Jiang Huan smiled inexplicably: "If we fight, it must be very interesting."

Feng Yueci stepped onto the boat, Jiang Huan subconsciously gave him a hand, but he heard his cool voice: "The way between heaven and earth is natural, and it hurts the sky and is easy to be punished by the sky. Mr. Jiang is too murderous, you better restrain yourself. "

Jiang Huanjun smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Oh? The world is so big, what have I, Jiang Huan, been afraid of?"

Feng Yueci walks slowly, with plain clothes and long hair, sleeves up in the breeze, and green lotus patterns are rippling on it, with a kind of lonely beauty that is out of the world.He stood on the boat, glanced at Jiang Huanjiao's arrogant appearance, and said calmly: "I hope so."

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