Volume Two, The Lake of Winter, Chapter 241: Tear Paper
Volume 2: Winter Lake Chapter 241: Tear Paper
Ning Que didn't see Chen Pipi and Tang Xiaotang in the back hill of the academy, and couldn't help but be curious. The latest chapter of the Holy Church
When he left Houshan and passed through Jiujiu, he went upstairs to check some books and saw the figure of Third Senior Sister Yu Lian by the east window. He stepped forward to salute. Unexpectedly, she didn't know where Tang Xiaotang had gone.
Is Chen Pipi really in a relationship with Tang Xiaotang?
He thought with a smile, and then the expression on his face became a little solemn.
"Some things only belong to everyone, there is no point in worrying about them."
Yu Liang put down the pen in his hand, looked up at him and said, "For example, your affairs can only be your affairs and can only be handled by yourself."
At this time, the weather has entered the deepest part of late spring. The east window is protected from the blazing sunshine. The wind filtered by the green trees outside the window is still warm, but in the forest beside the wetland in the distance, the faint chirping of cicadas can be heard.
Ning Que understood the meaning of Senior Sister's words. Looking at her childish cheeks and mature and tranquil eyes, he suddenly felt that he had forgotten something very important, and that matter was related to Senior Sister.
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The summer wind finally spread from the sea to the depths of the continent. Xiling Divine Kingdom is in the southwest of the Tang Dynasty, closer to the sea, and summer here comes earlier.
The abundant rain and warm air make the plants on Taoshan grow excitedly. How many green plants have grown on the cliffs as beautiful as white jade, and the mountains and fields are full of greenery, arching around the broken walls.
There are countless Taoist temples above, and the solemnity here is more pure and beautiful.
In a remote corner of the third cliff, there is a stone house. Compared with the lush surroundings, the surroundings of the stone house seem extremely monotonous and even a bit secluded, with few people around.
The stone house is not completely closed. Dozens of air holes are drilled out on the side facing the cliff. Light shines in from those air holes. Although they are not like windows, they can at least bring some light.
There is a desk below the blowhole.
Ye Hongyu sat at the desk and looked at the piece of paper on the table quietly, with a very focused expression. It seemed that all his mind was attracted by the piece of paper, and there was nothing left in his eyes.
It was a piece of letter paper from the Southern Jin Dynasty Sword Pavilion. On the paper was a sword made of clumsy techniques and lines. (《》)
She had been sitting in the stone house reading The Sword in Paper for several days without going out. All her food and drinks were brought by the servants of the Adjudication Department. She didn't know that the cliffs outside the stone house were already turning pink and green, or that the seasons were changing from spring to summer.
He doesn't care about the changes in people's attitudes toward him in the temple.
One night after summer, someone came outside the stone house.
The door of the stone house was slowly pushed open, revealing Chen Bachi's seemingly respectful face.
Chen Bachi looked at the girl wearing a blue Taoist robe beside the desk, greedily admiring the graceful figure under the Taoist robe. After a moment, he lowered his head and said, "The Commander is waiting for your reply."
Chen Bachi was an official of the Adjudication Department and was once the commander of the temple cavalry. The commander he was talking about at this time was naturally not himself, but the commander of the divine guards Luo Kedi, who had a special status in the temple.
Hearing these words, Ye Hongyu didn't react at all. She still sat calmly at the table and flipped through the books in front of her. The letter with the sword on it had already been tucked into the book.
Seeing her cold reaction, Chen Bachi was not surprised. He smiled slightly and continued: "The commander knelt in front of the headmaster's seat all night yesterday."
Ye Hongyu's slender fingers that turned over the book froze slightly, and his gaze on the book became more and more indifferent.
"The Lord Commander is very sincere to you. Even the Master has realized this. The Lord Commander asked me to send a message to you. I hope you can also realize this."
Chen Bachi said nothing more. In his opinion, since even the headmaster has expressed his tacit consent to this matter, you are just a deposed Taoist idiot, so you have no right to push back.
Ye Hongyu did not push back, nor did he say that he needed some time to think about it like last time.
She did not turn around to look at Chen Bachi, nor formed a sword with anger and cold eyes.
She was just silent.
She looked at the book on the table in silence, then continued to flip back until she reached the place where the letter was sandwiched. Looking at the crooked sword on the paper, she said calmly: "It turns out that even with you, time is still too late.
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Chen Bachi didn't hear clearly what she was saying.
Ye Hongyu took out the letter paper and tore it open with a hiss. She did not tear the letter paper into pieces. Instead, she used her deft fingers to follow the crooked and uneven ink lines and carefully peeled off the handle of the letter paper.
The sword was torn off. The latest chapter of the Temple
After a moment, a small, thin, and crooked paper sword appeared between her thin fingers.
"What do you think this is?"
Ye Hongyu held the paper sword with two fingers and asked Chen Bachi.
Chen Bachi frowned and looked at the piece of paper, unable to understand.
Ye Hongyu said: "If you can't even understand this, no wonder you will always be blind."
After saying this, she extended her right hand forward and stabbed Chen Bachi between the eyebrows with the paper sword held between her fingers.
Chen Bachi used to be the commander of the temple cavalry and possessed the cultivation level of Dongxuan. Even when Ye Hongyu was in her prime, he was only slightly weaker than her. Now, Ye Hongyu's cultivation level has already fallen to the lower level of Dongxuan.
He may even fall into ignorance. He is no longer the Taoist idiot he was before. How can he be afraid?
Looking at the paper sword thrust towards his eyebrows, Chen Bachi was shocked and slightly angry. A sarcastic smile immediately appeared on his face. In his eyes, the paper sword, which was about one finger long, was extremely ridiculous. He
Are you thinking that you would rather die than bow your head? Then just wait to be humiliated.
However, the next moment, the sarcastic smile on his face suddenly condensed into frost.
Because he clearly felt that a vast aura spurted out from the thin paper sword and instantly enveloped his body.
That is the mighty sword intention.
Chen Bachi seemed to see endless yellow and turbid water rushing towards his face, as if he saw the surging river at the junction of Southern Jin Dynasty and Dahe Country leaving the ground and hitting his eyes.
He was terrified, and his heart suddenly became wet and cold.
Only then did he realize that the paper sword was not ridiculous, but himself.
His pupils suddenly tightened, trying to save himself.
However, the sword intent on that thin piece of paper had already landed between his eyebrows.
Chi, chi.
Two very slight chirps.
Two very thin lines of blood appeared on Chen Bachi's eyes.
Two lines of blood were drawn across his black pupils and the whites of his eyes.
An instant later, two blood lines lifted up and down, spilling blood and juice from the eyeballs.
Pain and darkness occupied Chen Bachi's consciousness.
"Ah!...What kind of sword is this!"
He covered his eyes and fell to the ground, rolling in pain and letting out desperate howls like a dying beast.
Ye Hongyu stood up, unbuttoned the slant lapel of his blue Taoist robe, untied the ties of his intimate clothes, and put the paper sword between his fingers close to his tender breasts.
Feeling the paper sword against her delicate skin, her mood became extremely stable. She looked at Chen Bachi rolling under her feet and said softly: "I know you like to look at my body."
"My clothes are unbuttoned now," she said.
Chen Bachi covered his face and howled in pain. Blood and isinglass-like liquid seeped out from between his fingers.
Ye Hongyu looked at him and said calmly: "It's a pity that you can never see it again."
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Late that night in early summer, Chen Bachi, the former commander of the temple cavalry, was attacked and blinded. The temple's former pride was later forgotten, ignored, humiliated, and damaged. The Taoist idiot Ye Hongyu drifted away, leaving Taoshan under the cover of night, and then returned to Taoshan again.
No one knows where she went.
A few days later, the temple mission that was envoyed to Chang'an City in the Tang Dynasty returned to Xiling.
According to normal calculations, the Xiling mission should have returned several days earlier. However, for some unknown reason, the mission took a detour to the Southern Jin Dynasty and was delayed for some time.
The convoy drove slowly along the steep and dangerous mountain path of the Xiling Temple. The temple deacons and officials in the mission all noticed that the atmosphere in the temple was a little strange today.
Wherever the luxurious black carriage embroidered with gold passed, the people in the temple retreated one after another, and then knelt respectfully by the roadside to salute, but their expressions showed something more than awe.
Cheng Lixue, the seat of the Tianyu Department, raised the curtains and looked at the people kneeling under the green trees beside the road to greet the God. He looked at the anxious expressions on people's faces and couldn't help but frown.
"Did something really happen?" He said to himself, then turned to look at the oracle in the car where his eyes were closed to rest, and he respectfully asked for instructions: "I'll go take a look."
The great priest Tianyu remained silent.
The mission's convoy arrived at the cliff Taoist temple, which was still a cliff away from the Tianman Temple. Cheng Lixue stepped out of the carriage and looked at the temple cavalry gathering in front, her face became a little gloomy.
Cheng Lixue walked up to the group of temple cavalry. The temple cavalry all saluted, but because they were already wearing armor, no one dismounted.
He looked at Chen Bachi, whose eyes were bandaged, and noticed that the former cavalry commander's face was extremely gloomy. He couldn't help but frown and asked: "What happened?"
Chen Bachi gritted his teeth and said: "Ye Hongyu betrayed the Adjudication Department and the temple. Under the orders of Commander Luo, his subordinates gathered the cavalry to prepare for arrest and killing in the world."
Ye Hongyu betrayed the temple?
Cheng Lixue frowned slightly, and her snow-like beard and hair became colder.
He had been worried ever since the Heavenly Mandate God had deduced that something big was going to happen in the Adjudication Department, and the delegation made a special trip to Nanjin Jiange just for this matter. However, he did not expect that it would happen after all.
He looked at Chen Bachi and said solemnly: "I remember that your position as commander of the cavalry was deprived of you in the wilderness last year. When did you regain it?"
"Just the day before yesterday."
"Luo Kedi is the commander of the divine guards. When can he intervene in the affairs of the Judgment Department?"
Cheng Lixue looked at Chen Bachi expressionlessly and said, "You, a subordinate of the Adjudication Department, dare to be rude to Chief Secretary Ye Hongyu. Isn't that the following offense?"
In the temple, as an official of the Judgment Department, Chen Bachi was not afraid of the Chairman of the Tianyu Department at all. What's more, he was blinded by Ye Hongyu with a paper sword. He was thinking about revenge and how to kill Ye Hongyu.
The fish was captured back to Xiling and then tortured, tortured and humiliated. How could he care about Cheng Lixue's attitude?
He said coldly: "This is also the meaning of the Judgment Throne."
Cheng Lixue was speechless. If this was really the will of the ruling priest, then he could not object.
At this moment, the luxurious carriage slowly drove over.