Li Zhengjing closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. Although he absorbed the poison from the golden pages last night, the alcohol was still strong, so he slept a little deeply this time.
Outside the courtyard, Deacon Lin and Deacon Fan had already checked the environment of the twelve courtyards, and then asked the twelve outer disciples to follow them to check, and arrived in front of Li Zhengjing's door.
When I opened the door to the courtyard, I saw a mess inside, with fallen leaves everywhere. Not even the bowls and chopsticks for last night's midnight snack had been put away on the stone tables in the courtyard.
Recently, Li Zhengjing has been worried and stressed, and he is too lazy to take care of the courtyard. At this moment, a desolate scene appeared in front of everyone.
"Disciples of the Immortal Sect, how can they be so slovenly and live in such a mess?"
"I'm afraid I want to move into the inner gate consciously and don't bother to pay attention to our outer yard."
"Let Li Zhengjing come out and be punished!"
Deacon Lin walked into the room first, followed closely by Deacon Fan and twelve outer disciples.
In the room, Li Zhengjing was sleeping with all his clothes on. He was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and silent. Due to the recent injuries to his internal organs, he was vaguely white and bluish, and his face was bloodless.
Everyone looked at each other in shock, but Deacon Lin came forward and took a look at his face. He didn't look like a living person. He immediately sighed and said, "He was poisoned to death."
"What? Li Zhengjing is dead?"
"How did he die?"
The other twelve outer disciples were all horrified.
Most of them have just started, and they are not too old. Most of them have never seen a dead person with their own eyes, so they feel a little afraid and even more unlucky.
"When Li Zhengjing started his career, he secretly raised poisonous insects and was poisoned once. It seems that he secretly raised poisonous insects again and poisoned himself... It is really not a pity to die!"
Manager Fan picked up the medicinal cauldron with miscellaneous spiritual stones removed from it, and said, "This should be a vessel for breeding Gu insects."
Deacon Lin sighed and said: "Put away the medicine cauldron evidence and send someone to report it to the Law Enforcement Hall for them to inspect it."
After finishing speaking, he took out a straw mat from his arms and spread it on the ground. Then he took out a white cloth and covered the young man's face.
He stopped his hand and was about to speak.
Then I saw a hand pulling off the white cloth.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became silent!
The hand that pulled off the white cloth was actually Li Zhengjing's own hand!
"It's a fake corpse!"
Some of the outer disciples exclaimed in surprise, and a mess broke out in an instant.
"I lied to you, uncle!"
Li Zhengjing grunted, threw the white cloth on the ground, glanced at the straw mat, and then looked up at Deacon Lin, who had a look of horror on his face.
"The two deacons even prepared straw mats to wrap the corpse."
Li Zhengjing's heart warmed up, and he was actually moved. He thought to himself: "These days, every crisis has shown that there is no complete corpse. But this time, they are actually preparing to leave a complete corpse for me! As the saying goes,
As long as you are alive, you should know how to repay your kindness, and I will definitely leave their intact corpses in the future so that they can die calmly and decently!"
"Li Zhengjing!"
Deacon Lin was startled just now, but now he realized what he was doing and waved his sleeves and said, "Why are you pretending to be dead if you're not dead?"
Deacon Fan also frowned at this moment, calmed the twelve outer disciples, and then said: "Today's routine inspection on the environment of each hospital, your place is a mess, you should be punished!"
"Disciple is willing to confiscate next month's medicinal bath materials as punishment."
Li Zhengjing stood up, spread his hands, and said: "One month of medicinal bath materials, the punishment is quite severe, now... you can leave!"
The two deacons snorted coldly and walked away.
Twelve outer disciples followed closely behind.
The courtyard became deserted and deserted again.
Li Zhengjing stretched his body and thought in his mind: "To tamper with the viscera-nourishing internal energy and distribute it to me, you need to go through five deacons. Chen Youyu is one... It seems that these two deacons should also be involved."
With this thought in mind, he kicked aside the white straw mat, washed himself, and went straight to the library.
One of the two deacons in the library today looked astonished when he saw Li Zhengjing, as if he had seen a ghost.
"Deacon Zhou, are you surprised to see me?"
Li Zhengjing said with a smile and waved his hand.
He watched the other party's expression change, shocked and horrified, and couldn't help but guess in his mind that perhaps this Deacon Zhou Shaojie was also one of the five deacons who had tampered with the technique.
Immediately, Li Zhengjing stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Your old man's ability to change his face is enough to perform on the streets. If you are expelled from the school in the future, you will not be afraid of starving to death on the streets."
After he finished speaking, he went straight to the second floor of the library without stopping.
Pei Ying is not in the library today. He must have been drunk last night and did not know that he was lying on the bed of that little Langho. Li Zhengjing couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He also thought about continuing to communicate with Pei Ying and having another meal with him tonight.
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With a sigh, Li Zhengjing went straight to the sixth bookshelf, column 12, took out the thirty-sixth book, and continued reading from yesterday's content.
At the same time, Pei Ying was sleeping on Chen Youyu's bed. The two were drunk last night and fell asleep hugging each other.
After all, Chen Youyu had cultivated his inner energy and woke up earlier than Pei Ying. He opened his eyes and felt refreshed. He stood up immediately, tightened his belt, walked to the window sill, looked at the bright sunshine outside, and felt very good.
Thinking back to yesterday at this time, I was still worried until dawn and still hadn't fallen asleep. I was worried that if Li Zhengjing didn't die, sooner or later he would go to the soul-killing stage and his soul would be scattered and he would never be reincarnated.
When I woke up today, everything was solved.
He laughed, and his old face turned into a chrysanthemum. Thinking about last night in front of everyone, he couldn't help but burst into tears and choked with sobs. His old face was a bit shy, and he whispered in a low voice: "I've lost my composure, I've lost my composure..."
At this moment, the courtyard door was suddenly pushed open.
Deacon Lin and the other three people rushed in angrily.
"Where's Pei Ying?"
"Lying on my bed, what's wrong?"
Chen Youyu looked at everyone, his smile suddenly stopped, and he felt uneasy in his heart, and said, "Didn't you go collect Li Zhengjing's body?"
Deacon Lin came forward with a cold face and said: "Put it away, the straw mat has been spread out, and the white cloth has been covered on his face."
Chen Youyu couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Then it's time to bury him. Why are you here?"
Deacon Fan said lightly: "But Li Zhengjing reached out and pulled off the white cloth."
Chen Youyu stood there as if struck by lightning and remained silent for a long time.
He was overjoyed and sad, and his mood was ups and downs. For a moment, he felt that the sky in front of him was dark, the world was turning upside down, and he almost fell to the ground.
He held on to the railing and gasped: "Not dead?"
The three deacons nodded in unison and responded: "Not dead."
Chen Youyu turned to look at Pei Ying on the bed and shouted angrily.
"Hang him up and beat him! Beat him hard!"
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It's dusk, it's getting dark.
Li Zhengjing has already read through this classic. He does not need to study the whole book word for word. He only needs to use Wu Dingshan's mysterious word selection technique to select the corresponding words and remember them in his heart.
Therefore, his reading speed is much faster than normal browsing.
In a whole day, he had memorized in his mind all the complete methods of the tiger, leopard, thunder and sound of prison-suppressing techniques hidden in this book.
In order to avoid missing a single word, he even compared what was written in his mind with what was written in the classics eleven times. After confirming that there were no mistakes or omissions, he took a deep breath and put it back on the bookshelf.
"In this way... I have memorized the most tyrannical internal organs and Qi nourishing skills of Yu Hua Xian Sect."
Li Zhengjing walked down from the library and thought to himself: "I'll go back and write it down silently, try to figure it out, and try to understand this method as soon as possible!"
He was a little excited because tonight was the third night of wine hanging in his pavilion!
At this moment, he has successfully acquired the complete internal energy of nourishing the internal organs and qi.
And if everything goes well tonight, he will also be able to obtain the Five Elements Tree of Fortune that can heal his internal organs!
"Now that I have gained the skills and my injuries have recovered tonight, I can concentrate on practicing and temporarily overcome the current crisis!"
Li Zhengjing clenched his palms, feeling quite excited. He decided to stay in seclusion starting from tomorrow until he had thoroughly understood the "Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound Prison Suppressing Technique" and cultivated the "Inner Qi" state!
He couldn't wait to return to his residence and wrote down all the words he had written down on the paper. He looked back and forth to make sure that every word was correct. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and began to understand the practice method of the Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound Suppressing Prison Kung Fu.
He tried to use energy, but he felt his internal organs being pulled and stinging extremely much. He had no choice but to give up the attempt, thinking to himself: "It seems that we have to wait until the internal organs are healed before we can try to practice."
Thinking like this, he looked up and saw that it was already getting late. He couldn't help but feel solemn. He carefully wrote down the paper recording the prison-suppressing skills of Hubao Leiyin and waited until he was sure that it was completely remembered in his mind without any mistakes or omissions.
Then the paper was burned.
Then he organized the twelve jars of strong wine, placed them in wooden boxes, carried them on his shoulders, and went out at night.
However, about half an hour after he left, a figure crossed the wall, hid behind the rockery, and scanned the courtyard.
"Oops! No one is home!"
The figure's steps were brisk, like the wind, and crossed the wall again, going straight to Chen Youyu's residence.
Under the moonlight, he took off the black cloth covering his face, and it turned out to be Deacon Lin.
"Li Zhengjing is not at home, let's wait until he comes back!"
Deacon Lin looked at everyone and said: "I will continue to monitor Li Zhengjing's residence. When the time comes, I will release 'it' and let 'it' tear Li Zhengjing alive!"
