Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 180: Several scholars meet in the snowy night

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After a short half-quarter of an hour after Li Fuyao left the business trip, the escorts had already condensed the body of their master, and the person in charge of the **** had discussed with the business trip. In fact, they didn’t say anything. It's just what to do with the things of last night.

They are all veterans of the rivers and lakes. Naturally, there is no need to mention too much. The Zhenyuan Escort returned all the money with this dart, and then the price of still protecting the caravan to continue northbound in exchange for a satisfactory result.

After some convergence, the caravan is about to set off. Lu Xiaowan's long-time niece, Lu Xiaowan, has long been controlled by several escorts. If nothing else, after this dart, all the seats in the Zhenyuan Escort will be taken. Changed.

After the business trip started, two people came to the forest in the distance.

The young man carrying a bookcase followed a thin middle-aged man walking slowly in the snow.

The middle-aged man, dressed in winter clothes, with an old scroll pinned around his waist, walks in the snow with a plain expression, but if you look closely, you can know that this man is walking in the snow. On the surface of the snowy ground, there is no trace of sinking, on the contrary, it is the young man carrying the bookcase. Every step he takes, he is destined to leave a very deep footprint.

The two people went one after the other, and they were walking towards the huts.

The thin man in winter clothes walked a few steps and then suddenly stopped, standing in front of a corpse. The young man behind him was walking with his head buried in his head. One did not notice that his husband stopped suddenly. I ran firmly behind my husband's back, but fortunately, my husband picked up his collar in time, or he fell back again, and this winter coat would be wet, and he would have to wear a soaking shirt. I've traveled many places, and there is no place to sell clothes in this barren mountain.

When it comes to buying new clothes, the young man frowned deeply. When he bought coffins and paper money before, he owed his husband a lot of money. Then he asked him to borrow money, he would definitely borrow money, but the more he owed it. After more, he was not sure that he would eventually return the money to his husband.

As for what he would do if he didn't pay him back, he would feel embarrassed if he didn't need to do what he did.

So the boy was a little bit distressed, but before he thought about it carefully, he was frightened by the pile of corpses in front of him.

He raised his head and called out Mr. in a low voice.

The skinny man sighed, turned around, broke a branch under a tree on the side, and then started digging a hole in the snow on the side.

Skilled like an old farmer who has been farming for decades.

The young man stepped back a few steps, and then began to drag the corpses toward the pit for his husband. Although the young man was a little scared, he suppressed the fear in his heart and dragged the corpses little by little.

The man digs pits very skillfully, and he digs very quickly. He digs a huge pit soon, which makes the teenagers a little strange. Is it possible that my husband specially digs pits before he teaches?

I think so, but the boy did not speak.

Only while dragging the corpse, the young man opened his mouth and asked: "Sir, how did they die? Who has such a big grudge against them and wants to kill so many people?"

The thin, middle-aged man stood aside and said softly, "Some people have a sword pierced their chest, and some have cut their throat. The one with the broken arm was chopped off by a hand first, and then I was cut with a sword. Song Pei, do you believe these things were done by one person?"

The two of them came out of Yuanyou City to travel the mountains and rivers, Mr. Song Pei and Su Ye, a pair of students.

The young man named Song Pei looked at his husband and was a little shocked, "Alone?!"

Su Ye smiled and said: "Forget the stories I told you guys before. Although I didn't mention the swordsman in a few words, you should always know that there are people in those stories who can do these things. Of."

Song Pei was startled and said in a daze; "So what Mr. said is true."

Su Ye rolled up his sleeves, "The things in this world, if you haven’t seen it, it’s a legend. Once you have seen it, then it’s a fact. It’s like these corpses before our eyes can prove it. ."

Song Pei gave a cry, and then stood under a big tree panting, "Mr. That, these people were killed by that person, is he a bad person? Or are these talents bad people?"

Su Ye walked a few steps, picked up a corpse, walked to this big pit, and then said: "Which side is the bad guy, sir, I don’t know. If you want to know, let’s find the one. The sword killer will ask you if it’s okay?"

Song Pei took a few steps back and waved his hand awkwardly, "Sir, you have said that that person is so capable, if you meet the two of us, and ask him about these things, do you think the two of us will be... …"

Song Pei said the lower his voice became, and in the end he simply stopped talking, just compared to a gesture of wiping his neck.

Su Ye laughed blankly.

Song Pei became more afraid as he thought about it, and finally stood beside Su Ye, picked up a dead branch, and asked cautiously: "Sir, will he have not left yet? Let's help them get into the soil for safety. He won't be seen in his eyes from beginning to end. Later, if he thinks that we are in the way, what should he do if he comes out to give us two swords? Will he be sad if he does good deeds and eats bad results instead?"

Only when he asked this sentence, Song Pei quickly shook his head and said: "Mr. is such a good person, and he will certainly not be sad because of this. Maybe then, Mr., you will still look at that man calmly. Then reason with him?"

Su Ye frowned, and said naturally: "It is natural to be sad if you have done a good thing and be wronged by others, and even more presumptuously that you have done a good thing and lost your life. If you are not sad, then only those sages in the cloud can do it. Yes. Even if it’s me, I sometimes complain that I read more books."

Song Pei asked: "How to say?"

Su Ye bluntly said: "When the truth is thoroughly explained and the other person refuses to listen to it, I want to beat him, but I have read too many books, and I always have to remember in my heart that I am a scholar and I am a scholar. This can't be used, do you tell me the truth?"

Song Pei nodded clearly, and soon smiled: "Then Mr. is really a scholar."

This time it's Su Ye's turn to ask why.

Song Pei patted his head and smiled and said, "Sir, you think, you are a scholar, fighting is certainly not very good. If you are anxious and really want to beat people, you must be unable to fight the opponent. Mr. Uncertainty can still get an old punch. Then he thinks about it. If he read more books, he wouldn’t be able to do anything with people now, let alone get such an old punch. This way, he would really be able to do so. I think it’s better to read more."

Su Ye was a little bit dumbfounded, and felt so angry and funny about some of the sudden thoughts of Song Pei, a student of herself.

It's just that too many scholars have this kind of thinking. Today's mountain monks have a Confucian line. The rules on Liangxi have always been based on the size of the fist to determine the size of the truth, but Yanling is here. , The academic palace has always been advocating truth first, and for the rest, why embark on the road of spiritual practice? According to those scary Confucian monks with high generations, it is because it takes a long time to think about more problems. In order to break away the truths that the senior scholars did not think through, and see what it is like.

There is another saying that the doctrine should be passed on. If there is no ability to protect those doctrines, it will be lost one day. How can the saint doctrine be lost?

However, Su Ye thought there was some truth to these statements in the past, but now the taste in the academy is gradually changing, how can he convince him?

No matter whether it is a gentleman or a scholar, it is necessary to be cautious when dealing with academic principles. Even if it is an out-of-date principle, in Su Ye's view, it may not be wrong and unfeasible.

Why is he said to be the most educated scholar in the world, and why can he sit as the head of the school?

Naturally makes sense.

When Song Pei saw that his husband was not speaking, he was a little surprised, and then quickly changed the subject and asked: "Sir, where are we going after we leave Dazhou this trip? Should we go to Yanling?" /

Su Ye shook his head, "What's so good about that place, since it's out, I will naturally go and see what I haven't seen before."

Song Pei reminded in a low voice: "But sir, I haven't seen Yanling either."

Su Ye looked at him, and said earnestly: "The scenery we want to see is naturally one that we have not seen, and most people have never seen it. If you go to a place where you are tired of staying with others What’s the meaning of the place where it’s gone?"

Song Pei scratched his head and whispered: "Mr. has a point."

Su Ye shook his head, "It doesn't make sense either. It's just that I'm going to go a little bit farther. In fact, it's not much different from where to look."

Song Pei heard something and started to fill the hole without speaking.

Su Ye happily watched herself as a student doing what he had to do.

Song Pei has little strength and is small, and it took a long time to fill this hole.

Finally, he sat down under a big tree and exhaled.

Su Ye picked up the bookcase and chuckled softly: "Song Pei, there are a few huts in front, let's make some fire, how about roasting some sweet potatoes?"

Song Pei looked up, and saw nothing except the forest, but he stood up quickly, anyway, he was used to it.

Mr. said that there is a river in front of him, so whether he can see it or not, he can see the river after a few steps. Mr. said that there is a house in front of him. If he walks out a few steps, he will naturally be able to see the house in front.

Song Pei, who has a strong fighting spirit, followed his husband for a quarter of an hour, and he saw a few huts.

There are still some dead branches and extinguished fires.

Song Pei took the bookbox behind her husband and ran to the hut. He was always wondering why he had only a book on his waist from the beginning to the end, but he asked him to carry a bookbox until later. After walking a lot of roads, he realized that Mr.'s book box was not used to store books, but to store food.

For example, now, there are some sweet potatoes behind him.

Su Ye didn't follow Song Pei to run there, but stood under a big tree and looked at the distance with a calm expression.

The head teacher of Yanling Academy suddenly smiled and said: "Is there a swordsman in his chest who can make the world's evil spirits inevitable? The previous Jianshan ancestor made his sword for you?"

Su Ye said to himself, but did not answer him, but the master of the school was a little chattering, "The swordsman has been in the same line today, but it is already very difficult. There is no such thing as Chao Qingqiu. Running on both sides of the demon land and mountains and rivers, there are no swordsmen who planted in the demon land as soon as they are successful. How can those saints on the clouds be patient? Just think about it carefully, if you can’t see those waists in this world. The free and easy character of Jian Xuan Jian, I am afraid it is really uncomfortable."

Su Ye was talking here alone, and Song Pei, who was concentrating on roasting sweet potatoes over there, shouted: "Sir, eat the sweet potatoes, leave the big ones for you!"

Su Ye turned his head and walked slowly to the hut.

When we came to the hut, Song Pei, who was already peeling the sweet potato skins, did not pay attention to this. He just looked down at the sweet potato. Su Ye squatted down and said with a smile: "Song Pei, let's find the sword maker. People?"

Song Pei just took a bite of the sweet potato, and when he heard the husband say this, he immediately shook his head, "Mr., let's not go and die, right?"

Su Ye frowned and said: "Really not going?"

Song Pei nodded seriously, "I won't go."

Su Ye looked helpless, but in the end he didn't force it. Then the most knowledgeable scholar in the world squatted in front of his students, peeling and eating sweet potatoes with him.

I’m afraid no one would have imagined that this scholarly church is so approachable.

The two were eating sweet potatoes, and suddenly it stopped for a long time, and the sky started to snow again. Su Ye looked outside, holding the steaming sweet potatoes in his hands, with a strange expression.

Song Pei suddenly said, "Look, sir!"

Su Ye didn't go to see it.

Because he doesn't need him to look at him, he knows that at this moment a man with white hair and red robe is standing in the snow in the distance.

Song Pei murmured: "Sir, that person is white."

Su Ye nodded and smiled: "People in the world, after all, not everyone can think about it. If you don't think about it, you will have a knot. If you have a knot, it won't be a big deal if you lose your head."

Song Pei asked in surprise: "Sir, do you recognize him?"

Su Ye nodded and said jokingly: "Recognizing is recognizing, but you must rest assured that this person is not the one who carried the sword to kill."

Song Pei shook his head, "But why do I think he is more scary?"

Su Ye reprimanded in a serious manner: "Nonsense, he is obviously a scholar!"

Song Pei was startled.

Then I saw my husband walk out of the hut.

By the way, I closed the door.

Song Pei really wants to see what will happen next, but his husband is clearly not letting him see. He can't push the door open, right?

So Song Pei simply sat down and ate the roasted sweet potato in front of the fire.

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Lin Hongzhu, the leader of the demon cult, now a monk in the climbing realm, stood in the heavy snow and allowed the snowflakes to fall, dampening his clothes.

The demon cult leader who has a deep connection with the Academy looked at the ordinary middle-aged man who couldn't be more ordinary, and his expression was a bit weird.

He has never seen him.

So Su Ye quickly reported to his family: "In the Xia Su Ye, Yanling Academy is the head teacher."

Lin Hongzhu was startled, then he said softly, "Lin Hongzhu."

Su Ye said with a smile: "Mr. Lin previously attacked and killed my academy Master Zhou at the border of Chen Kingdom, and now he has entered Zhou Kingdom again. It is really a little leisurely."

Lin Hongzhu said indifferently: "If it hadn't been for Xu Ji's old man, Zhou Xuance would have been dead."

Su Ye calmly said: "If the matter of the academy’s suppression of demons has nothing to do with me, it’s a trick to deceive Mr. Lin, but there are some things Mr. Lin should know about. Even if I’m the master of the school, some things are I can’t follow my mind. Xuegong used to be a reasonable place, but now it’s not so reasonable. That’s why Su Ye is a bit sorry for what happened back then."

Lin Hongzhu asked, "Could it be that you want to reason with me today?"

Su Ye smiled, "If you can make sense, then it's the best. If it doesn't make sense, Mr. Lin will do it. Su Ye asks himself, it’s not bad."

Lin Hongzhu, who came all the way from the border of Chen Kingdom to Zhou Kingdom, had never thought of looking for any other people. Back then, Zhou Xuance of the academy was leading the destruction of the demon sect, and he was naturally looking for someone to trouble him. Zhou Xuance’s troubles, but now that Zhou Xuance has led the reading seed into the saint’s ruins, Lin Hongzhu will come to Zhou before retreating.

It's not to see anyone. It's just that the woman that year happened to have visited Zhou Guo once, and said that the scenery here is very good when it comes to winter, so he should come and have a look.

He thought about it and came.

I never thought I would meet Su Ye, the head teacher of Xuegong.

The scholar is not aggressive at all.

It's not like a schoolmaster at all.

Lin Hongzhu shook his head, "Su Zhangjiao is still a real scholar after all."

Su Ye smiled and said: "Mr. Lin, is it possible?"

Lin Hongzhu laughed this time off.

Su Ye suddenly said: "My student baked sweet potatoes in it, come in and rest?"

Lin Hongzhu thought for a while, and finally nodded.

Su Ye and Lin Hongzhu walked towards the hut side by side.

It's a rare thing that the Master of Xuegong and the famous Demon Cult leader walk side by side.

When this incident spread, it was naturally another uproar.

Except for these two, there is only one boy student who doesn't understand anything.

The three sat on the ground around the fire.

Song Pei took some sweet potatoes out of the book box again, and kept staring at Lin Hongzhu's white hair as he turned it over.

After the final baking, he handed it to Lin Hongzhu and called out Mr. Lin.

After Lin Hongzhu took it over, she peeled her skin naturally.

Su Ye took a bite of the sweet potato and said something in a low voice. Lin Hongzhu nodded.

For a moment, there was a knock on the wooden door.

Song Pei got up to open the door.

It's dark.

There is a young man in a green shirt standing at the door, carrying a sword box on his back.

Su Ye stood up and smiled and asked: "Do you want to come in for a rest and have a baked sweet potato?"

Lin Hongzhu turned his head to look at the boy in Qingshan.

The Qingshan boy thought for a while, and finally nodded.