Xu An's reaction was very strange, with doubts and contempt, mixed with a little emotion of scolding his mother.

Xu Anke didn't eat his set, he knew who Lord Moon God was, and he knew what kind of existence Wangshulou was, he knew what those words in Mulanzhou meant, and he didn't think that he could be safe and sound when he said those words.

Xu An had seen Lord Luna, and he knew how afraid the landlord of Wangshu Tower was, Xu An just drank a bowl of soup with him, and he was covered in cold sweat after saying a few words, not to mention those words in Mulanzhou.

Xu An returned speechlessly: "I don't dare to say it, I want to say it yourself." ”

"I'll see that you're a kid who is not promising, and you don't even dare to say a word, okay, okay, you go back to sleep." Mu Lanzhou said contemptuously as if he hated iron but could not become steel.

A row of black lines suddenly appeared on Xu An's forehead, and I didn't even dare to say a word? If you dare to say it, you still need to let me help you prove that?

Xu An pinched a withered yellow grass root fiercely, as if it was crushed repeatedly like Mullanzhou in front of him, and then said with a gloomy face: "Your old man is right, you see that the sun doesn't dare to come out but let the moon help it pass on the light, do you say that this is some... Thick-skinned?"

Mulan couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard this, and said very agreeably: "Originally, I was a little dissatisfied with the sun pressing on my head, but when I heard your words, I didn't expect that the sun was also a coward." Mmmm, not bad, not bad. ”

Mulan's mood did seem to be much better, as if he really didn't understand the meaning of Xu An's words.

Xu An looked at Mullanzhou with a smile, then stood up and slowly retreated step by step, never saying a word, and ran away without looking back.

Looking at Xu An's movements, Mulan felt that something was wrong, and after he reacted, he stood up and angrily pointed at Xu An's departing back and scolded: "Stinky boy, who are you referring to Sang scolding Huai? You have to clean Lao Tzu's school house for the next year! No! Three years!"

The person was long gone, and Mu Lanzhou had to slowly hold his waist and sit down, looking carefully at the crescent moon that looked extremely sarcastic.

The night is very quiet, and the work and rest time of the students of the Spirit Academy is not fixed, and it is all arranged by themselves, but most of them still choose to go to bed early in this kind of weather, and Mulanzhou sits there and stumbles upon a couple who have a tryst by the lake.

The lake where He broke through the iQue in three years was supposed to be the holy land of the Spirit Academy and even the entire Beichang Empire, but now it has become the best place for those couples who are just starting to fall in love, and there is always something to talk about for a tryst, and this lake is never short of topics.

They can talk about their future and freedom here, and they can also pretend to say their great ideals, and they will not be struck by lightning anyway, and it is impossible for Dean He to hear and kick themselves into the lake.

But most of these ideals are the same, nine out of ten of the ten that Mullan heard are about to become a great person like He Sansan, and the remaining one is even more pretending, he wants to become an even more amazing person than He Sansan.

It is a good thing to have ideals, but Mulanzhou came to Beiyang City when he was a teenager, and it has been a hundred years since He founded the Spirit Academy in three years, and it has been 25 years since he became the director of the Spirit Academy.

But this does not prevent them from working hard and paying for it.

There is no more three years in the world, and there is no one next three years, and there is no one three years, and there is only that one.

Mullanzhou knew that many of those children might just be trying to win the hearts of the girls, and they might not have such great ideals, but he just smiled and didn't bother.

Mulanzhou knows that the ideals they say may not be what they think in their hearts, most of the people in the world are laymen, and of course ordinary people can have great ideals, but more people than ideals will still choose to accept reality.

Their ideals may just be a good match for endless money and beauty, but these ideals can't be talked about with the girls, right? It seems too cheesy, so Mullanzhou will hear so many ideal words about wanting to be such a great person as He Sannian by the lake.

If someone is very frank and directly says what he thinks in his heart, then Mulan will definitely be speechless, and even scold him for not knowing how to be flexible.

I don't know how many young men and women stayed here at night by the lake, just to say something that might or may not know their heart, and they didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

The shyness of not being out of the pavilion is one reason, the main thing is that those things that go further are not visible, and the lake is particularly bright by the crescent moon at night.

Mullanan couldn't help but mumble and curse after getting up and leaving.

It's nothing more than these two people are really idiots or something, in Mulan's opinion, these young men and women really won't come to trouble, what are you going to do when the lake is so bright? What can you do?

But there is no other place to have a tryst except in the Lakeside Spirit Academy, so you can't go to the back mountain, right? I'm afraid that I'm afraid of going to patronize it, and I'm not in the mood to do anything more.

After scolding, he stretched out a finger and pointed at the crescent moon and mocked: "Look at you, how many good things have you done to those children by my lake?"

Mulan thought carefully for a while, as if he really couldn't find any reason or excuse to scold it again, so he pointed to the crescent moon and said angrily: "The small population of my Beichang Empire is all because of you!"

If you want to add sin, there is no excuse. Mullanzhou can't find a good point if he wants to find an excuse, the Beichang Empire has a vast territory and a large population, so Mullanzhou is completely talking nonsense.

Lying in the house, he could no longer hear the whispers of the lake, and Mullanzhou quickly fell asleep on the bed.

The night gradually faded, and the first snowflakes fell from the sky, swaying and slowly falling on Xu An's outstretched palm.

Chang Geng held the umbrella and looked at Xu An, who was standing in the door frame, shook his head and said. "No one comes in or out, but this Wang Kuanusually gets up very late, and he is not responsible for ordering, do you want to go later?"

Xu An stood at the door, frowned slightly when he heard this, and then gently crushed the snowflake that had not yet melted in his hand, and took the paper umbrella from Chang Geng's hand and walked out of the Spirit Academy.

It was still early in the morning, and the snowflakes were gradually drifting bigger, and the gentlemen of the Spirit Academy were still disturbing the not very thick snow at the passage.

The students came to class and walked inward, but Xu An went out with an umbrella, which made the gentlemen around him feel a little strange, but the edge of the umbrella was too low for them to see who it was.

When passing by Yang Hejiu's side, Xu An stretched out his hand and waved, Yang Hejiu nodded slightly.

The Kyoto Prefectural Government is also in the south of the city, and the distance from the spiritual academy is not too far.

The Kyoto Prefectural Government is responsible for the maintenance of law and order in Beiyang Castle, and it is not surprising that the Kyoto Prefectural Government is arresting people.

But these things are strange in themselves, because it is too easy for the Kyoto government to arrest people and leave evidence.

There are very few pedestrians on the street, as if they don't want to spoil this beautiful white picture, but Xu An, who is dressed in black, looks particularly dazzling in this whiteness, like a drop of ink dripping into a basin of clear water, and this drop of ink keeps moving and spreading.

Gradually, Xu An came to the gate of the Kyoto Prefecture.

It is not yet the time to respond, Xu An got up too early, it was because he wanted to know the truth quickly, and some people got up too late maybe they wanted to face the truth later.

The gate of the Kyoto Prefecture was closed, the giant drum on the side looked very dilapidated, and the drum body was covered with a layer of snow that was not very thick, and the drum hammer on the drum stand had not been used for a long time, and even the thick dust inside could be seen through the top layer of snow.

All of this is a good thing, but in some ways it shouldn't be a good thing, because there are grievances under the grievances.

Xu An walked in front of the giant drum and picked up a drum hammer with one hand, as if he felt that it was a little inconvenient to hit the drum with one hand, so he threw the drum hammer there casually.

Looking up at the falling snow, he frowned slightly, and reluctantly put down the paper umbrella, and the snowflakes began to fall on his hair and his shoulders.

Xu An picked up the drum hammer with both hands and beat the drum, the drum surface shook rapidly, shattering the top layer of snow, shaking off the layer of ash inside, accompanied by a deafening sound, awakening the people who were still asleep with nothing to do, and also awakening the memories that had long been lost in their hearts.

Kyoto Prefecture Yin Wangkuan sat up from the bed suddenly, walked off the bed in a white bedclothes, gently pushed open the door with trembling hands, and frowned at the heavy snow outside the door, looking very uneasy.

Some people have long forgotten what the sound of this drum of grievances sounded, and they also chose to forget all kinds of previous grievances, and those grievances and memories are dust on the surface of the drum. The dust is not difficult to sweep, but some people are afraid, and some people are afraid to do so, so everyone tacitly ignores it and lets the snow bury it.

Since everyone has chosen to bury this dust in the snow, what I, Xu An, have done today is to shatter the snow and shake all the dust down in front of you!

Whatever the outcome, he doesn't matter.

Xu An continued to beat the drums!

The snowflakes on his body shook off to the ground with Xu An's movements, but then more snowflakes fell on Xu An's body.

The surrounding residents have been awakened by the sound of drums, and it is expected that they will soon get up and gather in front of the Kyoto prefectural government. Xu An's move was too ostentatious, but he calculated the time, and from the time when those residents felt that the Kyoto Prefecture was in Kyoto, Xu An could do a lot of things.

The time calculated by Xu An is the distance difference and time difference between the people who came from the government and the residents who arrived here.

When the door opened, a servant hurriedly ran out of the house and asked loudly, "Who is beating the drum outside the door?"

"Spirit Academy, Xu An. Xu An returned.

The student of the Spirit Academy, the official frowned slightly, and asked, "What grievances do you have?"

Xu An smiled evilly and returned: "I have no grievances. ”