Lord of the Night

It's only August now, how could it rot so quickly?

Liu Xueyun and the two held back their shock, one guarded the scene, and the other immediately went to report to the teacher.

In an instant, the place was filled with people.

After careful investigation, several teachers looked grave and immediately ordered to be silenced.

Then I went to the Academic Affairs Office with my discovery.

"Wan Zhimei is an undercover agent of Yixinjia!"

The news was confirmed.

The note beside Wan Zhimei's pillow confirmed everything.

It's easy to work backwards based on the results.

"Wan Zhimei discovered the secret code of Yixin Cult, so she went to the place recorded in the secret code and got the elixir; and this note can prove everything: If Wan Zhimei is not a member of Yixin Cult, then the secret code is placed where She won’t even see it in front of her.”

"The question now is, why did Wan Zhimei die? In other words, why did the people from Yixin Cult poison her?"

This question made everyone frown.

"Maybe Wan Zhimei is going to do something that will expose her, or she is no longer needed as a secret agent, or... other reasons. Or maybe she is framed."

"But no matter what, the fact that Wan Zhimei is dedicated to teaching is a certainty."

"Investigate Wanjia immediately!"

"Inform the Baiyunzhou Guard Hall, the Guard Hall where Wanjia is located, and the government."

Baiyun Martial Arts Academy moves very quickly.

On that day, a dragnet had been set up, and countless experts were dispatched together.

The Wan family, an affiliated family of the Yixin Sect, was also exposed. By night, everyone in the Wan family had been captured.

After interrogation, it was found that the heads of the Wan family, a total of more than 40 people, were aware of the incident, while the other women, children and children were not.

Those who knew were imprisoned, and others were released.

But since then, the Wan family has disappeared from this world.

The case is finally settled.

But one mystery remains.

Wan Zhimei, how could she be treated like this? Why was it suddenly exposed? Why did he die suddenly?

…

Fang Che didn't know about this until he came out of the spiritual energy gravity training room the next morning.

I was eating at that time, and I was stunned on the spot with a mouthful of rice in my mouth.

Extremely surprised.

He swallowed it quickly and asked, "What's going on? I saw Senior Sister Wan doing fine yesterday..."

"Silence, what is Senior Sister Wan? That's a spy from the Yixin Cult!"

Fang Che looked confused: "How could...how could it be possible? What's going on...It's really too sudden..."

Seems totally unacceptable.

Mo Ganyun patted Fang Che on the shoulder and sighed: "I know that because of your cousin's relationship, you have a good feeling for the senior students over there, but... this matter has already happened. Sorry for the change. .”

"I'm going to find my cousin."

Fang Che was very excited.

"My cousin has already decided on the itinerary. Although they wanted to postpone it for a day to deal with this matter, the martial arts academy did not agree, so they are already on the road to carry out the mission."

"……Why!"

Fang Che picked up the rice soup, drank it all in one gulp, and said, "Let's use soup instead of wine. It doesn't matter who you are, after all we have met each other. I wish you a safe journey to Huangquan."

Mo Daanyun responded in astonishment.

This is the first time in my life that I have heard this wish for a safe journey to Huangquan.

"Are you going to the training room this afternoon?"

Mo Ganyun asked.

"Of course, no time is wasted."

Fang Che was very satisfied. He was now at the fourth level of Wuzong, and the pressure was extremely solid.

The foundation is extremely solid.

Mo Ganyun was a little stunned that this man got over the grief of his friend's death so quickly.

Ask yourself, if it were you, I might not be able to survive for several days.

After all, it is a life.

"What about tonight?"

Mo Ganyun said: "I want to discuss something with you tonight about our future."

Fang Che said without thinking: "I have an appointment tonight, let's do it tomorrow."

Mo Ganyun: "??"

Fang Che stood up, packed his lunch box, and after finishing packing, he patted Mo Ganyun on the shoulder and said, "I know what you want to say, but we are only in the first grade and have just entered the martial arts academy. It is too early to talk about the future now. ”

"Is it early?"

Mo Ganyun frowned.

Fang Che said calmly: "If you don't have faith until life and death, don't talk about love before you have experienced the whole world."

Mo Ganyun knitted his brows and said, "Don't be trustworthy until life and death, and don't talk about love before you've seen the sea. Fang Che, are you so pessimistic about the beauty of the world?"

Fang Che stopped walking out.

After a moment of silence, he smiled and said, "One day you will understand that I am really not pessimistic!"

He walked out of the dining hall calmly.

After Mo Ganyun finished eating, he still sat in a daze for a while.

Suddenly I felt that I didn't seem to understand Fang Che yet.

Why did his last few words give me such a strong feeling of going through many vicissitudes of life?

Among the eight thousand new students, Mo Ganyun didn't like a few.

He knows that he has a high spirit and a high vision. There are a few people he can see, including Qiu Yunshang, Xie Gongping, Fang Che, and Ding Juran.

Among them, Fang Che ranked first and Ding Juran ranked second; but these two people obviously rejected the plan to form a team in the future.

Didn't even let him say it.

"What's going on?"

There was deep thought on Mo Ganyun's rough face: "Is there something I don't understand? Isn't it good to be like Wu Zhibing and Wu Zhibing, walking around the world together with sincerity and sincerity?"

He was really puzzled.

Fang Che also sighed when he walked out of the dining hall.

Mo Ganyun is naturally a seedling of a partner. But now, it's too early to say.

Mo Ganyun is still too young.

The relationship between He Fang, Wu Zhibing and Hua Kaixie is definitely not a relationship established in a day or two, nor is it a relationship established in the martial arts academy.

We have been classmates for more than four years, how many lives and deaths have we experienced together? How much wind and rain?

Only then can the current relationship be established.

This is really impossible to say.

If we sit together and brag about everything we have experienced, we probably won’t be able to finish it until the audience is exhausted.

It's true that just saying "brother" doesn't mean we really are brothers.

What Mo Ganyun is looking forward to is the current friendship between Wu Zhibing and others.

But now Fang Che and others can't do it at all.

Among all the freshmen, no one can do it. It can only be polished by time and things.

So Fang Che is not very enthusiastic at all now.

As for Wan Zhimei's matter, Fang Che didn't have any other feelings at all, let alone guilt.

Again, that is the sign of Yixinjiao.

If Wan Zhimei was not the person who taught Yixin, she would not understand. If she doesn't understand, she won't die.

Since she understood it, went there, and ate it, she would definitely die.

Originally, Fang Che planned to keep her as a line and slowly lead it out, maybe he could catch a big fish.

But Fang Che is now focused on practicing and has no patience to play tricks with her that are slowly exposed.

Anyway, I am the most important line.

After practicing in the afternoon, Fang Che took a rest. After recovering, he used spiritual power to cleanse his whole body, which was equivalent to taking a bath.

Although it wasn't as refreshing as a real bath, he couldn't care less.

He went out immediately, bought two jars of wine and some dishes, then returned to the martial arts academy and went straight to the classics room.

Every time I went there before, I saw the old man holding a book and reading, no matter how obscure the book was, after all, I can only read books in this life.

Fang Che estimated that the old man had read all the books in the classics room.

The absolute most knowledgeable person in Baiyun Martial Arts Academy.

Now if I don't understand something, I naturally have to ask the old man to explain it.

Fang Che felt that Wei Zihao's matter could not be delayed any longer. That black energy is about to form a face. You need to find someone who understands to ask.

If you ask for something from someone, naturally you can’t go empty-handed.

…

Classics room.

The old man squinted as Fang Che came carrying two jars of wine and several dishes.

A flash of light flashed through his cloudy eyes.

I have been guarding this classics room for two hundred years. At the beginning, my colleagues from Paoze came here every now and then. At that time, I even advised them not to come.

Make this place as lively as a vegetable market.

Later, as time slowly passed, fewer and fewer people came.

Later, as they died in battle or were transferred, there were fewer and fewer old faces.

There are fewer and fewer people coming to my place.

Nowadays, except for a few people who occasionally come over to have a drink with me, basically no one cares about it.

The brothers back then were getting higher and higher in cultivation and were getting busier and busier.

"If I could turn back time and do it all over again, would I burn all my cultivation to do the same thing?"

The old man asked himself this question countless times.

Every time it was a firm answer: yes!

Although sometimes I feel uncomfortable, frustrated, and resentful.

But, I'll still do it.

Just like...the brothers and robes who have supported me all the way and sacrificed their lives without hesitation to protect me.

"The teacher is so laid-back."

Fang Che had already walked in and put down the wine with a smile.

"How did you come?"

The old man's careless eyes glanced at Fang Che's face, and he sat still.

"I miss you, so come and sit down and have a meal." Fang Che chuckled: "No one is cooking at home today."

The old man snorted: "You kid, you're better than a monkey at sticking on hair; if you come here, there must be something going on, so tell it. After you finish speaking, get out!"

"Eat first, drink first."

Fang Che skillfully took out the vegetables wrapped in oil paper.

There are ten in total.

Then he went to the kitchen to get two large bowls, opened the mud seal on the iron blood table, and suddenly a smell of wine rushed out.

“So rich!”

The old man looked at the ten dishes, a little puzzled, and there was a warm feeling in his heart.

Some dishes are relatively uncommon, and they are all high-level ones that strengthen the body and nourish the body; they are suitable for nourishing people like me who have damaged roots.

Have a heart.

"Teacher, please." Fang Che picked up the wine jar with both hands, bent down, put the mouth of the wine jar next to the bowl, and carefully poured the wine into the bowl, filling it with ripples.

He picked it up with both hands and bowed before placing it in front of the old man.

"You are quite polite." The old man sighed with emotion.

"must!"

The old man picked up the wine bowl, took a sip, and then put it down.

Fang Che is full again.

Then he sat down in his own place.

The old man picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of the food, and then Fang Che followed suit.

Starting from pouring the wine, all etiquette is strict.

While eating the food, the old man asked, "There must be something wrong with you."