Nightfall Chapter 40: The spine stick spit out chest breath

Volume Two, Winter Lake, Chapter 40, Thorny Rod, breathes slightly in the chest

(I have finished editing the last chapter, it should be more detailed. This chapter is on Saturday, because I have to go out during the day, so I stayed up late to write it and send it regularly. I wish you all a happy weekend.)

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Just as Qu Nimati was quiet after asking this sentence earlier, it's not that no one doesn't believe what Ning Que said, but that no one dares not believe what Ning Que said. The reason is equally simple, not because of how lofty and holy Ning Que has a reputation, but because he is ranked 13th in the back hill of the academy and has a gentleman named Master.

For the people of the world, the Xiling Temple is naturally the most sacred and solemn place, while the academy in the southern suburbs of Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, is the most noble place. The Great Tang Empire’s iron cavalry has a glimpse of the world, and the domestic politics is harmonious. The main reason is that most of the court and county officials have a college education background. The ordinary academy is already a behemoth, not to mention the legendary second-story academy. ?

The master’s direct disciples live on the second floor. Those people rarely walk in the world and gradually become legendary figures, but they can be light princes and weak princesses even when they show up, even when facing the leaders of various sects. Even the great figures of the temple can fight against each other. Who has the courage to ask questions like this?

Mo Shanshan once said to his colleagues at the hot springs by the blue sea that fame is the least powerful thing, and power always lies in power itself, just like pen and ink always lies in pen and ink itself, so today’s debate on the meadow Regarding the horse thief, the true emotions in everyone's hearts were biased towards the disciples of Mochiyuan. She was also well-known in the world, but the temple opposite to her was the Moon Kingdom, so no one believed or could not believe it.

At this time, the person who spoke the same words was Ning Que. Behind him stood the two unattainable peaks of the Master and the Datang Empire. Then in the tent at this time, the person with the most power to speak was him.

The exclamation finally broke out. The people in the deliberative account looked at Ning Que, shocked and did not know how to say what to say, only the sound was forced to suppress but could not be suppressed with emotion, and then all the voices disappeared again. The tent returned to the previous state of silence, except for the sound of breathing that became a little rapid.

For practitioners of various sects, Ning Que is definitely not an unfamiliar name, although the other party seems to have broken into the spiritual world of spiritual cultivation in an unexpected manner this spring. .

Under the direction of the ruling secretary, the temple has been preaching his name, so Haotian believers all over the world quickly learned that there is a man named Ning Que who once spent a night in the Spring Breeze Pavilion in Chang'an City and helped others. A legendary strong man killed a monk from the Moon Kingdom and a Southern Jin sword master. The whole world knows that this man named Ning Que defeated the dazzling and perfect Prince Longqing in the contest on the second floor of the academy.

What is even more shocking in the world is that everyone knows that this name Ning Que appears on the Japanese scroll of the seven books of heaven. Although no one has read that volume of heaven, many people have doubts about it. , But since this news was introduced into the world with the consent of the Xiling Temple, it would not be false.

I just entered the second floor of the academy and became the heir of the **** rune master. I am more qualified to write my name in the heavenly book. Such a shocking experience, how can we not make the young practitioners of all denominations in the tent? Shocked, awed and envious?

I don’t know if it’s because of the old incidents of Chunfeng Pavilion overnight, and the dead in the old incidents, the gazes of the disciples of the Southern Jin Jiange and the monks of the White Pagoda Temple in the Moon Kingdom, in addition to awe and envy, they also hide a bit of hostility .

The most shocked person is actually the disciple of Mochiyuan. The female Tmall has a reddened face, staring at Ning Que in a daze, her bright eyes are full of joy and incredible expressions, and the girls are holding their lips tightly. , Did not scream out of shock.

They thought that Ning Que was just an ordinary student in the academy, but they didn't think that they would be a direct disciple of the Master. They thought of the time when they met at the hot springs and walked side by side in the wasteland to kill the enemy, and they couldn't believe their ears.

After Mo Shanshan heard the name, he looked at Ning Que's gaze slightly, and the hands in her sleeves that were habitually holding the penholder, as stable as Xiushan, trembled for a while, and there was still no expression on her dull and round cheeks. , It's just that there is a bit of exhaustion between the eyebrows. Putting the small sabre in her hand back to Jue Zhihua's waist, she silently sat back in the chair, her unfocused gaze looked a little dazed, and she never looked at Ning Que again.

Ning Que didn't notice the slight changes in the girl's mood at this time. After sitting next to General Shu Cheng, he didn't say much, but quietly looked at Lord Sizuo Tianyu.

Because he didn't watch Qu Nimati again, the expression of that honorable aunt became more and more gloomy and ugly.

Tianyu Sisi also didn't look at Qu Nimadi. He looked at the snowy silver hair falling in front of him, suddenly smiled, and quickly made a decision. Looking at Ning Que, he said, "Mr. Thirteen, look at this. How to deal with the matter?"

Listening to the name of Mr. Thirteen, Ning Que was slightly startled. He thought that the great man in the temple had already known his identity at the frontier of Yanbei, but then he thought of another thing before he understood the reason.

Once upon a time there was a mountain, there was a college in the mountain, and there was a master in the academy. He was the tallest person... This sentence may be just a rhetoric for the people in the world, but for the big men in the spiritual world, especially For people who know a lot of historical secrets like Lord Shizuo of the Temple, it is a truth that does not need to be doubted.

The master is tall, of course, it does not mean that he is tall. Although he is indeed tall, it does not only mean that his moral essays have a high ideological level, but also that he is a senior.

According to Master Haotian and Elder Lankesi’s childhood memories, the Master has lived at least a hundred years old, and according to the self-deprecating words of the Master, living longer will always take advantage, for example It's a generation or something, so in this world, there will be no one of the same generation as the Master.

Even people of the same generation as the master’s disciples believe that they are dead, so when Master Yan Se was talking to the second brother Junmo at the back of the academy that day, there would be a generational dispute, so no matter the temple or the Buddha The real big figures in the sect, when referring to those people in the back mountain of the academy, they never refer to the orthodox sect.

The college itself also has this problem. The generation gap in the front yard and the back mountains is too big. In order to avoid the indescribable embarrassment, a habit of calling is formed. The teachers in the front yard call the back mountains. According to the order of elder and child, it is called Mr. Ji, such as Mr. Big and Mr. Two. This habit gradually spread to the outside of the academy, only because the people in the back mountain are basically not very present, and probably only the big figures in the temple still remember this rule.

So, Ning Que is Mr. Thirteen.

Whether in the military camp or in the world of strong practitioners.

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Ning Que is not a typical Tang dynasty, but he has been in the army since he was a child. Although he has not been a small **** in the frontier city, he still retains a lot of this aspect. What he hates most in his life is not helping his colleagues and grabbing military exploits. From Dongsheng Village, I knew that the temple cavalry had once robbed the military merits of Bishui Camp, and when entering the wasteland, they had experienced that **** battle. They did not have the slightest affection for the temple cavalry, and since they are Mr. Thirteen, it is inevitable that they are a little 13 Knowing what answer the Tianyu Sisi wanted to hear, he still didn't follow the other party's will.

The Celestial Sister fell silent.

As an important figure in the temple, he should of course protect the people in the temple. However, in recent years, the two celebrities of Silian and Longqing have been judged to expand rapidly. In addition, Guangming Si must be low-key because of the secret matter of Chun Chun. The ruling division is extremely arrogant from the top to the small. He has long been dissatisfied as the Tianyu Sizuo. Today’s matter Ning Que dares to protect the reputation of the academy. He follows the trend and can be regarded as maintaining the bright and fair reputation of the temple , Not afraid of being criticized and detrimental to the dignity of the temple, let alone being blamed by Dao Chi and others afterwards.

With a determined mind, he looked at Ning Que and smiled and said: "The temple cavalry commander Chen Bachi leads the forty thorn rod, and reports to the ruling that the division **** seat is removed from his post. After the cavalry belongs to Taoshan, he will be fined for half a year. What do you think? "

In this punishment opinion, Qu Ni Madi was not included, and there were no **** and Tianyuyuan students, but it was only natural that even the Tianyu Sizuo could not make any decisions.

Ning Que knew that it was impossible to ask for more, so he nodded gently, and naturally did not forget to praise the bright and righteousness of the temple. At this time, he did not have the reserved energy of a master and disciple.

General Shu Cheng stroked his beard lightly and agreed, so the matter came to a final conclusion, and at the time of the discussion, no one asked Qinimadi's opinion.

Qu Nimadi, who was sitting next to the Tianyusi seat, had a dark face, and her dry hands holding the chair's hand trembling constantly. Naturally, she was not afraid of anything, but was about to suppress her anger.

Listening to the Forty Spine, the face of Chen Bachi, the commander of the Temple Cavalry, instantly turned pale.

The thorn stick is a special punishment tool inside the temple. The ebony pine wood is a pillar with a fine steel thorn. It is said that the first great priest to judge countless years ago was carrying this thorn for 20 years. Wu Haotian's true meaning. As a subordinate of the adjudication department, he certainly knows this legend, and knows even more how much pain this thorn stick will cause people.

In the past few years, he has followed Prince Longqing to patrol everywhere, hunting down the remnants of the demon sect and apostate evildoers. He has personally beaten those wicked people to death with a thorn stick. He has seen the blood blossoms and tendons blooming on his back. Ma Teng, who was entangled in the network, could not think of this kind of encounter, and it would happen to him one day.

He is a master of the Cave Profound Realm, and his position in the Judgment Division is important. However, the temple has a strict hierarchy. Since Lord Shizuo Tianyu has made a decision, not only did he dare not resist, he did not even dare to protest or protest. Coming out, only gritted his teeth, and honestly let the temple steward drag him out.

Dong Profound Realm practitioners are very powerful, but their bodies are no different from ordinary people's bodies. Soon after a heavy muffled sound was heard outside the tent, the temple cavalry commander Chen Bachi finally couldn't help but send out A miserable howl of pain. He wanted to grit his teeth without shouting, and didn't want to embarrass the adjudicator, but under the spine of the adjudicator, even if his mouth was full of teeth, he could not resist the severe pain.

Listening to the muffled noise of the spine sticks on the back of the flesh, the horrible howling, and even the faintly audible hissing of the spine sticks’ thin wires, the people in the tent could not help feeling a little Body chills.

Listening to these voices, the girls of Dahe Country pressed their lips tightly, thinking of the younger brother who had died under the meadow. They felt that the chest that had been frustrated for many days was finally relieved, and they couldn't help but look at Ning Que not far away. , The eyes are full of gratitude.

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