Red Heart Survey

Chapter 6 Trust is not a mistake

Fenglin City belongs to Qinghe County. In terms of scale, it ranks last among the thirteen cities in this county, just before Maocheng.

The Taoist dean of such a city is usually matched with a middle-level sixth-grade Taoist. Dong A sits in the Fenglin Taoist Academy with a fifth-rank cultivation, and it is inevitable that rumors say that he offended people in Zhuangdu.

But for the disciples of Fenglin Daoist Academy, this is undoubtedly a good thing.

"So, apart from Fang Decai's testimony, before this duel, Fang Pengju personally arranged the attack with the intention of killing you and seizing the pills. You can't produce conclusive evidence that can be made public?" Dong A attacked Wearing a black Taoist robe, sitting on a futon in the quiet room.

Hanging on the wall behind him is a roll of portraits, depicting a Taoist in a noble purple Taoist robe, the brush strokes are delicate, and the image is lifelike, but the face of the Taoist is hidden in the clouds and mist, making it hard to see clearly.

Jiang Wang bowed his head and stood respectfully in front of the dean. When he heard the question, he stated in a calm tone as much as possible: "I know it is him, that's enough. As for the hard evidence, he will naturally give it to everyone before he dies." ...and he certainly did not disappoint me."

Dong A knew that he was referring to the opening pill that Fang Pengju took.

"Is it too eager and reckless?"

"It should be done slowly, and the evidence should be listed, waiting for the ruling of the Taoist court. But two days later, it will be the time for the inner court to select students. Since Fang Pengju has shown his Taoist veins, he will definitely be able to become the principal's disciple. Time is tight, We can only take risks. Jiang Wang dared to kill the disciples of the outer court, but he did not dare to kill the disciples of the headmaster."

The outer sect is just a preparation, the disciples of the inner court are the real Taoist disciples!

When speaking, Jiang Wang always bowed his head, showing the humility and duty that a disciple should have.

But what flashed through his mind at this moment was the sound of the howling sword coming from the west!

That man named Li Yi, with one strike, will be stronger than Zuo Guanglie and other arrogant leaders. How can it be necessary to turn around a thousand times?

Compared to the battle that took place outside Zhenguan, how weak he is! How weak is his proud swordsmanship!

How could there be time to grind and grind, to deal with Fang Pengju slowly in the Taoist temple in order to find a perfect way?

Furthermore, if he hadn't gone straight in with a single sword like today, brazenly launched a duel of Taoism, and confronted in other ways, how could he have as much advantage as Fang Pengju, who had his back in Fenglin Fang's family!

"If it is said that Fang Pengju's Kaimai Pill was taken from you, then where did your Kaimai Pill come from?"

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Jiang Wang's heart tightened a little, but he didn't show anything on his face. In the battle that took place outside Zhenguan, even if no one dared to approach it for a while due to the power of the strong man involved, it would inevitably lead to investigation afterwards. Moreover, Gongyangbai and others set up an army in the territory of Zhuang country, so it is impossible not to communicate with the strong people of Zhuang country in advance. No matter how small the country is, it still has the dignity of a country!

As the strongest person in the entire Fenglin city area, it is impossible for Dong A not to understand that battle.

Fortunately, Jiang Wang didn't have any secrets in the whole matter. In this world with extraordinary power, it is impossible to hide the traces he left behind.

Right now, he tried to use the most objective angle, without any subjective attitude, to describe everything he heard at that time. Including his physical state, his decision-making, and how he found the Kaimai Pill from the fuzzy flesh and blood, including burying those corpses in the end.

The only thing that only skipped the virtual key.

During the narration, Dong A remained silent except for the flash of anger in his eyes that was about to burst out.

Of course Jiang Wang knew where the anger came from.

The outskirts of Fenglin City are really impressive, this is the land of Zhuang Country! And the powerful cultivators from Qin and Chu fought brazenly here without any scruples. No one in Fenglin City or even Qinghe County dared to interfere in this battle. For the cultivators of the Zhuang Kingdom, this in itself is a great shame.

The reason why Dong A suppressed this anger was simply because he didn't want to expose the fact that Zhuang Guo was weak, so as to avoid affecting his disciples' confidence in practice.

He should be a good dean.

Jiang Wang silently observed this mid-level powerhouse who would dominate his cultivation path for a long time in his heart - he had never had such an opportunity before today.

While observing and summarizing, I narrated the experience that had already been drafted.

"The origin of your Kaimai Pill is clear. I have reviewed your past mission history when you were in the outer sect. It is rare for you to be measured and decisive."

Dong A glanced at Jiang Wang indifferently, and said: "From now on, you can call yourself a disciple in front of me."

Jiang Wang's heartstrings relaxed, knowing that this test has passed. And he has been recognized by the head of Fenglin Taoist Academy, and he was directly elected to the inner courtyard.

With his thumbs crossed, his left hand outside and his right hand inside, he clenched his fist and raised it to his chest, nodded slightly, and said politely, "Thank you, Master."

Confucianism emphasizes the heaven, earth, ruler, relatives and teachers, but for Taoism, the teacher is before the monarch, because the teacher preaches the Tao, and he is the one who expounds the Dao.

For all the disciples in the inner courtyard of Fenglin Daoist Academy, Dong A is their mentor.

Dong A closed his eyes slightly, and said no more, "Go."

...

Coming out of the dean's meditation room, he walked side by side with Ling He and Zhao Rucheng who had been guarding outside.

The three of them didn't speak for a while, and the atmosphere was low.

Jiang Wang returned, but Fang Pengju died. The so-called "Five Heroes of Fenglin" still exist in name only.

Since Du Yehu didn't appear here, he must have been hiding in a corner and drinking. Among these people, he seemed the most careless, but he was also probably the most unable to face this kind of thing. No matter how much you scold and hate, you can't erase the fact that you once regarded Fang Pengju as your own brother.

As the eldest brother, Ling He was the first to break the silence: "You go back to the dormitory first, I have to send Pengju's body back to Fangfu."

The outer sect disciples of Fenglin Taoist Academy had six people in one dormitory, and the five heroes of Fenglin simply moved into the same dormitory because they were congenial. Others can't enter this circle, so they have been living in a dormitory with five people.

Jiang Wang didn't speak.

Ling He is such a character. No matter how much Fang Pengju was wrong, it was impossible for him to ignore his corpse.

"Do you still hate the fourth child?" Ling He asked.

"Stop yelling at the fourth and fourth." Zhao Rucheng's handsome face showed a hint of disgust, "I'm ashamed to talk about such despicable and vicious people who murder brothers."

Compared with his age, Ling He's face is a little too mature, which is probably the reason why he is more likely to be trusted. Among the five, he has always played the role of the big brother, taking good care of his younger brothers.

Because of his stable and mature side, people often overlook him. He is actually only nineteen years old, only two years older than Jiang Wang and three years older than Zhao Rucheng.

It's just that the children of the poor are headed home early.

Looking at Ling He, Jiang Wang shook his head, and said, "It's impossible to hate him. I only hate myself for being stupid and for believing in something wrong."

Even though he was so calm, Ling He could still hear the trace of resentment that he couldn't let go of. He can understand enough.

"Trust is one of the brightest things in this world. Trust is not wrong, Jiang Wang." Ling He said: "The wrong one is the person who betrays your trust."

He didn't go on, but his earnest eyes told Jiang Wang again:

There is nothing wrong with the brotherhood between us, let alone adulteration. Wrong, fake, just the one who turned his back on it all. It's just Fang Pengju.

That's why he wanted to send Fang Pengju's body back so that he would not be left unaccounted for after his death. This was not out of recognition or sympathy from the other party Pengju, but just respect and maintenance for the brotherhood that they once had and should not change in the future.

This is Linghe.

No matter he is as irritable as Du Yehu or as arrogant as Fang Pengju, he is willing to call him Big Brother, and it's not just because of his age?

"You go. Death is like a lamp going out, and all grievances and grievances disappear." Jiang Wang stopped: "But I can't go with you."

"I can't even do it." Zhao Rucheng also said abruptly.

Ling He patted Zhao Rucheng's shoulder, took another deep look at Jiang Wang, and then turned and left.

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