Not only Xu Qingnian's reaction, but also all the disciples present were wondering, Haotian Pavilion has been doing evil things, but now they say that these are none of Haotian Patriarch's business, which is somewhat incomprehensible.
"Second Senior Brother, you said that Master sent you to an unknown place. Where is that place? Why can't you see it at all on the current map?"
Gu Yi asked in confusion.
Hua Beibei thought for a moment and shook his head and said: "This place is too mysterious. No matter how I tell you, you won't understand it. In short, it is to the north of the land of Xihuan. As for where it leads to, I don't know. If it hadn't been for the guidance of Master at that time,
I may not be able to find it either.”
"Speaking of which, this person lying on the bed is the new disciple admitted to our academy? Thirteen?"
Ever since Zhou Tian entered the academy, both the disciples inside and outside the academy knew of his existence. The first time he saw him, he was lying on the bed, which gave Huabei Bei a somewhat fragile impression.
"Well, he is Thirteen. He is the last disciple that Master accepted. His name is Zhou Tian."
Hua Beibei stepped forward to take a closer look and smiled: "Master's vision is indeed good. Even though he is lying down now, the aura emanating from his body can still be felt, but he..."
Hua Beibei hesitated to speak and turned his head to look at Xu Qingnian beside him.
"Senior Xu, is there Thirteen in his body?"
Xu Qingnian knew what he was talking about, so he nodded: "Yes, there is another gas in his body, which is the soul-eating gas. It is also what Patriarch Haotian has always wanted, so what you just said really made me
I’m shocked, if Patriarch Haotian didn’t do these things these days, then who would want to get the soul-eating energy?”
When Hua Beibei heard what Xu Qingnian said, he began to mutter: "Is there more than one Haotian Ancestor? Why are what you said and what I saw completely different? Which one is right and which one is wrong?"
But no matter what, Huabeibei's return still brings joy to other disciples, especially Song Nuannuan and Wang Ranran. Huabeibei's chess skills are among the best. Wang Ranran is bored in the academy and plays chess with himself every day.
, this time Huabeibei came back, which made him extremely happy.
"Second Senior Brother, are you interested in playing a game with me?"
Wang Ranran was a person who couldn't hide secrets in his heart, and his anxiety was palpable. But the frowning Gu Yi beside him looked down upon his uneducated look.
"I said you have to stop thinking about trivial things like playing chess all day long. It's June now, and all the disciples in the academy are gathering together to talk about what happened this year. We'll talk about playing chess later."
"Besides, look at our academy. Now Thirteen is seriously injured, and the senior brother is also recuperating. The master is not here, but you can still play chess. You are really careless!"
Listening to Gu Yi's complaints, Wang Ranran didn't refute anything. Everyone was in a very low mood now, and it really shouldn't be brought up to play chess at this time.
So he shrank his head and took a step back.
Hua Beibei smiled: "Look at what he said. Wang Ranran always uses Othello as a weapon when playing chess. If the chess game is deep enough and cannot be cracked, then the Othello in his hand will be invincible, and there will be no more people in the world than Othello."
, are all chess pieces, and you hold the chess piece in your hand, this feeling is probably something that no other disciple except Wang Ranran can experience, am I right?"
Wang Ranran nodded desperately, as if he had found a confidant.
Except for Xu Qingnian, who knew what they were talking about, everyone else was confused. After saying a few words to each other, they dispersed.
In the end, only Hua Beibei and Xu Qingnian were left in the room.
"Senior Xu, did Gu Yi just talk about him, senior brother?"
Xu Qingnian nodded slightly and briefly stated some recent events to Huabeibei.
After hearing this, Hua Beibei was somewhat shocked. He never expected that the man in the well would suddenly jump out and seriously injure his senior brother. However, he still had to wait for the Master to come back to explain the details clearly.
In the blink of an eye, it was late at night. Huabeibei had been away from home for a long time. He thought about it day and night and wanted to go back to the academy to see his brothers. But when he came back this time, he always felt that something was wrong.
He leaned against the Xiaoxiang Waterside Pavilion, looking at the bright moonlight in the sky. He didn't know what he was thinking. Suddenly, a cough broke the silence. He heard that the voice was that of a woman. Song Nuannuan was the only woman in the academy now. Huabei Bei didn't think much about it.
But the coughs came out frequently one after another, which made him a little confused.
He gently came to Song Nuannuan's room, and just as he was about to knock on the door, another tearing cough came from inside. But then he thought about it, Song Nuannuan looked normal during the day, could she have some illness?
Are you deliberately hiding it?
After thinking about it, he knocked on the door.
Boom!
No one responded. Hua Beibei thought for a moment. It was indeed inappropriate to knock on the female disciple's door in the middle of the night, so he turned around and left.
Just as he was walking away, the door creaked open, and a nervous Song Nuannuan walked out.
"Third senior brother? You?"
Song Nuannuan's eyes were obviously in a trance. At first glance, she could tell that she was hiding something. But as her third senior brother, it was difficult to ask directly, so he asked tactfully: "What's wrong with junior sister? She's coughing so badly.
?still?"
As Hua Beibei spoke, he looked behind her and seemed to see a figure moving.
Song Nuannuan was nervous for a moment and almost fell down. Hua Beibei immediately supported her and said, "If anything happens to me, junior sister, just tell me. I am your third senior brother. I have nothing to hide."
Even so, Song Nuannuan still refused: "What is the third senior brother talking about? Is there any misunderstanding? I coughed because it was a bit cold late at night, and I suddenly felt unwell, so I coughed a few times. If it disturbs the third senior brother,
I am sorry."
Song Nuannuan's words suddenly became unfamiliar, which made Hua Beibei somewhat unhappy: "What are you saying, junior sister? Since you are catching a cold, please close the windows when you sleep."
"If nothing happens, I will go back."
Song Nuannuan shook her head hurriedly and pulled her clothes tightly, as if she was afraid of being discovered by others.
Hua Beibei thought for a while, and since the junior sister didn't want to tell him what happened, she probably wouldn't say anything if he asked again, so he turned around and walked away.
After Song Nuannuan stood there and watched Hua Beibei go away, she immediately returned to the room, lit the candle, and lifted the sleeves on her arms. Three scratches vaguely appeared on her pink skin.
She looked coldly to the left, and it turned out that Ye Youyou was already awake.
The coughing sound just now was caused by Ye Youyou, and the three scratches were also caused by her just now.
"You'd better not act rashly. This is the academy. If you don't want to die, don't make any noise. The person who just came is the third senior brother. According to his cultivation, it will be easy to kill you!"
Song Nuannuan used a silver needle to disinfect the scratches while speaking viciously to Ye Youyou.
At this time, the puppetry in Ye Youyou's body had not yet been eliminated, and she felt very uncomfortable being threatened by Song Nuannuan.
"This is the academy? How did I get here? What do you want to do to me?"
Ahem!
There was another cough. Song Nuannuan turned to look at her with her arms folded around her body, as if she was being bullied. She put her hands on her hips angrily and said, "What will I do to you? You obviously hurt me, but in the end you hurt yourself."
You're so pitiful and artificial, I really don't know what Shisan likes about you? Humph!"
Song Nuannuan blew out the candles and lay on the bed in the dark, muttering: "You have been lying on my bed for several days. Now that you are awake, just sit there. If you want to run away or attack me sneakily,
, you have to think carefully, you will be responsible for the consequences!"
After that, he fell asleep on his side.
"Thirteen? Who is Thirteen?"
Ye Youyou was a little curious.
"Stop talking. It's very late. Thirteen is Zhou Tian. I have been your childhood sweetheart since childhood. He..."
Song Nuannuan felt very sleepy and fell asleep while talking.
When Ye Youyou heard the word Zhou Tian, her head suddenly buzzed, and a headache hit her. She covered her head and bit her lip. She didn't know why she had such a big reaction when she heard these two words.
Looking at Song Nuannuan's sleeping figure, he whispered to himself: "Who is Zhou Tian? His childhood sweetheart? Who is he?"
The more she thought about it, the more pain she felt. She couldn't help but kneel on the ground. The pain was like tearing, as if her brain was being torn open.
In the early morning of the next day, Song Nuannuan got up as usual, turned around and saw Ye Youyou lying on the table, smiled slightly, and thought to herself: This girl is quite obedient, let her sit all night, and she really sat all night, who let her
She scratched me. Since you are Shisan’s childhood sweetheart, I might as well help you to the bed.
So he got up and walked to Ye Youyou's side, trying to wake her up, but no matter how he screamed, there was no movement.
Song Nuannuan slowly looked at Ye Youyou's face, and suddenly found a black mist appearing on her face. Song Nuannuan was startled, and quickly ran out and locked the door.
After running to Xu Qingnian's room, he knocked hard on the door.
Xu Qingnian felt sleepy, rubbing his eyes, and saw that it was Song Nuannuan, still wearing pajamas, and turned around very quickly: "Why did you run out wearing this?"
Song Nuannuan glanced at herself and didn't care so much: "What time has it been? I still care about this. Ye Youyou, Ye Youyou woke up, and there was black mist on her cheeks. Go and have a look!"
After Xu Qingnian heard this, his heart tightened, he rushed out of the door and ran over quickly.
After arriving at Song Nuannuan's room, he saw Ye Youyou still lying on the table, so he cautiously stepped forward and took a look.
After a while, Xu Qingnian smiled strangely at Song Nuannuan.
When Song Nuannuan saw Xu Qingnian's smile, a chill suddenly came over her heart: "Xu, Senior Xu, what's wrong with you?"
Xu Qingnian bowed and laid Ye Youyou flat on the bed, then stood up and smiled at Song Nuannuan: "I have found a flaw in Haotian Pavilion's puppetry technique."
"The farther away this puppet technique is from the operator, the worse the effect. The black mist on Ye Youyou's cheek is the gas of the puppet technique. Now it has spread from the body to the cheek. It is estimated that it will disappear on its own in a short time."
Song Nuannuan felt very happy after hearing this, so she continued: "I hope everything will get better soon, but how long will it take, Senior Xu? Now Thirteen is also seriously injured, can we guarantee that Thirteen will get better?
She could have gotten better before!"
When Xu Qingnian heard this, he shook his head and sighed: "It depends on her luck and inner persistence. When did you find out that she woke up?"