Guo Xiang's eyes were like electricity, staring at the white bones, and after a long time, he saw that he was still calm, and then said solemnly: "The stakes are very high, and I alone can decide." Please wait a while, senior brother, and I'll come when I go. ”

Bai Gu stretched his waist and closed the wooden window, and the voice came: "Come to me when you have a decision, but I can only give you three quarters of an hour at most." If you don't come back after three quarters of an hour, I'll go on my way alone. ”

"On the road alone, you also want to find the source of the plague?" Guo Xiang's heart moved, and there was some kind of temptation in his words.

"The timer begins. Bai Gu said indifferently.

Guo Xiang was stunned for a moment, and puffed out his mouth angrily, but he didn't dare to easily find trouble with the white bones, so he quickly turned around and turned into a rainbow and went straight to the Hangzhou Confucian Temple.

As a rudder-like existence, Confucian temples of literature spread throughout the Great Song Dynasty. Mo said that it was a prefecture, a state, a county, and even in an extremely remote mountain village, there were Confucian temples.

This is the cornerstone of Confucianism's exclusive respect for the Great Song Dynasty, and it is the most fundamental reason for the hearts of the people in the whole country to turn to Confucianism.

Hangzhou Confucian Temple, located in the center of Hangzhou, is a huge ancient hall held up by the literary atmosphere and suspended in the air, simple and magnificent, and magnificent.

In comparison, the Hangzhou Mansion can only be confined to its east side, which is still a normal building on the ground. Judging from this alone, the government seems to have lowered its head.

At the front end of the Confucian Temple platform, there is a white jade staircase, which slopes down from the platform, vertically spans the void, and the other end is connected to the ground. This is a ladder for ordinary disciples of Confucianism to climb, and there are several kinds of Confucian magic circles engraved on it, and those who are not firm in their hearts will not be able to move an inch on this ladder!

At a certain moment, a golden rainbow crossed the void and landed on the platform of the Confucian Temple, his body was like electricity, and he rushed into the Confucian Temple: "Master, master, I have something important to report." ”

The girl's voice was like a wind chime, resounding throughout the temple, and it also made the more than ten Confucians who were discussing in the temple turn their eyes together and look at her figure.

"Uh, Uncle Xia, Uncle Liu, Uncle Zhao, Uncle Qian, Uncle Li......" Fourteen eyes shrouded in himself as if they were substance, Guo Xiang's footsteps stopped abruptly, and he bowed dignified and solemnly to many great Confucians.

"Whatever you do, we'll talk about that later. Brother Zishuang, let's continue to talk about controlling the plague. Guo Kaiyang glanced at her and said lightly.

The warning of the white bones flashed in his mind, and Guo Xiang said stiffly: "Master, the big thing I said is related to the plague. Someone knows where the plague is coming from!"

"The source of the plague!" Guo Kaiyang Huo Ran stood up, his body shifted and changed, and he came to Guo Xiang in an instant, clasped Guo Xiang's shoulders with both hands, and his trembling arms proved that he was excited now.

"Who knows where the plague is coming from, and is this person reliable?"

Guo Xiang said: "Speaking of which, you also know this person's master, he is the perverted scholar we met in the Wenjiao Academy. ”

"Perverted scholar?" the great Confucian Xia Yunhou said suspiciously: "Brother Kaiyang, what is the situation with this person?"

"There's no time to explain. Guo Xiang calculated the time, and suddenly became anxious: "He only gave me three quarters of an hour, and now a quarter of an hour has passed." If we can't get there within the time he allotted, he'll go first. ”

"If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it when we meet the scholar. Thinking of the evil nature of the scholar, Guo Kaiyang waved his hand to stop many friends who were full of doubts from continuing to ask questions, and said to Guo Xiang: "Hurry up and lead the way, if you really let that scholar go alone, I don't know what will happen!"

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"Boom, boom, boom......" On the bank of the West Lake, in front of the Yuzhi Hall, fifteen divine rainbows pierced through the space, because they pursued speed with all their might, so they did not close the breath on their bodies, and the vast literary aura was like purple qi coming from the east, enveloping a radius of hundreds of miles.

"Scholar, we are here, less than three quarters of an hour. Fifteen people stepped into the void, Guo Xiang took a few steps forward and spoke loudly.

"I'm not deaf, you can hear so much movement. Bai Gu pushed open the window, nodded to Guo Kaiyang, pointed to the corpse below and said, "Deal with these filth, and I'll take you on the road." ”

"I'll find someone to deal with these corpses, and you can tell me where the plague is coming from. Guo Xiang said.

Bai Gu raised his eyebrows: "Find someone to deal with?"

"There are priorities. Guo Xiang said seriously.

"Bang!" White Bone chuckled, not arguing with her, and slammed the window back shut.

"What a haughty boy, I'll take him out first and teach him what humility is. The Daru surnamed Liu looked unhappy, and between raising his arms, a huge literary palm was pushed to the window in the air.

"Boom!"

The Zixiao Divine Thunder exploded out of thin air, piercing through the sky, and the thunder as thick as an ordinary person's waist smashed into the head of the Daru surnamed Liu like a giant hammer, splitting him directly from mid-air to the ground, bursting into a huge pit on the blood-stained street.

"There is an enemy?" everyone was in a hurry, their bodies were surging, their eyes were shining, and they were scanning the heavens and the earth for thousands of miles.

However, no matter how much they searched, they found no trace of the enemy. If it weren't for the fact that Da Ru surnamed Liu was still lying in the deep pit and couldn't get up, they wouldn't have believed the scene just now.

Great Confucian, a figure at the supreme level of the Immortal Dao, was struck by a thunderbolt like this, and he didn't even have the strength to fight back.

"Could it be ......" After a long time, Daru surnamed Qian turned his eyes to look at the two-story attic of the medical hall, hesitated for a moment, and conjured a gentle palm, which was pushed towards the window.

"Boom!" Sure enough, just as he expected, when his palm was about to touch the window, a thunderbolt fell from the sky and slammed into his head.

Although he was ready, he still underestimated the power of this divine thunder, and like the great Confucian surnamed Liu, he was cleaved into the ground.

"Pervert, freak, where did this scholar come from?" Everyone including Guo Kaiyang was frightened, Xia Yunhou shuddered violently, and said.

"Xiang'er, go clean up the streets. Guo Kaiyang glanced deeply at the window and said helplessly.

Guo Xiang pursed his lips, feeling inexplicably aggrieved. It is said that she has been a genius since she was a child, and after being promoted to the top of the gold list at the age of a weak crown, she is even more high, like a princess of Xiandao, how can she ever do the dirty work of carrying corpses and cleaning blood?

It's just that now people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads. She had no choice but to hold up all her limbs and broken arms, and flew out of the city to find a graveyard.

After coming back, he carried the water from the West Lake and constantly washed the entire street. Most of the body was wasted, and the tired qi was weak and lacking, so he could deal with all the blood stains and bloody breath.

"Now it's okay!" Standing on the clean and bright street, Guo Xiang bit his pink lip and looked up at the window on the second floor.