As soon as Guo Changtian's words fell, Yaya's head was raised, and a pair of cold and ruthless eyes exuded a beastly light. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe people present, including Guo Changtian, have not yet reacted to this, but when they habitually raised their heads, Yaya pushed out with a palm, and before anyone arrived, the palm had arrived.

It's just that......

This palm is not a palm of Yaya's flesh and blood, but the true qi in the palm condenses into a giant palm, and it is said that these masters who have no power to restrain the chicken dare not resist, and even You Shijing and Tao Gufu, the two martial arts giants, do not dare to resist this palm.

Poor Guo Changtian didn't figure it out when he died, he just moved a little crookedly, but he said something that was no matter how ordinary it was. How big a head actually broke away from the body and fell into the arms of the master behind him.

The master behind Guo Changtian faintly felt bad when he saw that palm coming, thinking that Guo Changtian in front of him would inevitably retreat and bump into him when he received that palm. So he couldn't help but move to the side, even if he was hit, at that time, with this ingenious position, he could not only avoid Guo Changtian's impact without being hurt, but also help him and be a favor.

After all, as a literati, a literati with temperament and self-cultivation, if we can be praised and grateful by another literati, the face on our faces will be bigger.

The thought in my heart is excellent. But when he saw the pillar of blood rushing out and Guo Changtian's head rolling into his arms, he was really taken aback.

The mouth opened wide, almost bursting out, and the head in his hand had been habitually raised in the air, and he threw it out, but he saw the evil star girl in front of him sweeping over with a sharp look. The master kept his mouth shut like a geoduck, and he didn't dare to snort.

Everyone in the room looked at the girl in horror, although the woman she had seen in the past had a cold face, which made it difficult for people to get close. But there has never been any notoriety, I heard that there are many masters and students in the academy, probably because the girl is really a wonderful person, and I inquired about her origin at the beginning, but it was rumored that she was basically unanimously thought that she was Mo Fei's maid.

Originally, it was very simple to ask for a maid, but Mo Fei and Yaya have always lived in a simple place, and there were two years to go to Yanyun.

But now that Yaya judges that the roles of the two are switched, these people can't help but shudder in their hearts, it's okay...... Fortunately, it was not put into action at the beginning, how can we scholars have a person around us who fights and kills?

Yaya ignored the thoughts of these people, picked Mo Fei up from the bed, and Tao Gufu said: "Girl, he ......"

"He's not dead, and he's not going to die." Yaya's cold voice came, and Tao Gufu wanted to say something, but Ye Gongshu shook his head at Tao Gufu and motioned for him not to say any more.

Ye Gongshu waved his hand, and those people behind him got out of the way, Ye Gongshu didn't have any gloom because of the accident, Ye Gongshu, who was used to seeing life and death, had experienced so many winds and waves, probably except for such a death sentence as copying all over the house, there was nothing that could make this white-haired old man have any mood fluctuations.

"In six days, I will hand over Canghai Academy to him, no matter what happens to him in the end, the ceremony will be held."

After Yaya listened, she didn't answer, and left the house as if no one was around, and the teacher followed Yaya quietly.

Ye Gongshu watched the figures of the two women disappear into the dark night, sighed secretly, and then said calmly: "Don't spread the word about tonight." ”

This is an understatement, but even if these people read a little dull and pedantic, they can also hear the threat in this sentence. They absolutely believe that Mr. Ye Gongshu has great wisdom, a benevolent heart, and a broad mind that cares about the world. They also believe that this old man who was able to found Canghai Academy and become one of the four great Confucian sages will never lose to anyone even if he is skilled and scheming.

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Qianling.

A white marble gate stands tall in the Qianling underground palace.

"Dijing Chapter" has clouds: thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, nine gates of the city and ships, do not see the imperial palace, and know the Son of Heaven. Qianling is the place where the first emperors of the Tang Dynasty died for hundreds of years.

Not to mention that there are countless officials and soldiers guarding this place around Qianling, but it is said that the terrain where Qianling is located occupies a dangerous place, connecting Haotian at the top and the sea at the bottom, not to mention the favorable time and place on its feng shui.

In the underground palace of Qianling, each tomb is inlaid with gold and jade jewels and the crystal wall is brilliant, and the brilliance is dazzling. In the deep passage of the emperor's tomb, the gorgeous painted murals lead to the mysterious secret door.

At this moment, in the silent Qianling underground palace, a chicken leg 'snapped' to the ground, smashing an echo in the empty tomb. Immediately afterwards, the round-headed and big-headed zazen poked out from the wall, his eyes rolled slightly, and he found that there was no secret door, and swaggered out, carrying a food box in his hand, and three or four roasted fat chickens were lying in the food box.

Zazen wiped his fingers on the dirty Buddha robe, and complained: "The cook here is not as good as the cook in the palace, this chicken leg is old and hard, grandma's!" After a while, I will go out and teach him a good lesson. ”

The words were said like this, but Zazen's mouth and hands did not stop for half a minute, and he dragged a chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth. While observing the tomb, he muttered to himself: "The feng shui treasure land of the entire land of Sanqin is almost all over, and the land of the dragon's head will not really be in this tomb of the dead!" Lao Tzu entered and exited three times, but he couldn't break through the door of the inner palace, if this is really the land of the dragon's head, it will be a little troublesome to bring my nephew in. ”

In the blink of an eye, the chicken leg in Zazen's hand has been gnawed to the bone, and when he threw it forward, there was an echo in the tomb, and Zazen chanted: "Amitabha, the poor monk is here to save people, not the tomb robber of the world......" said, Zazen held the night pearl inlaid on the wall next to him in his arms.

Then he looked straight ahead seriously, his brows furrowed tightly, he also walked here yesterday, and he couldn't get in again. The reason why he couldn't get in was not because there was something here that made him difficult to resist, but because his life pushing technique was broken. Here, he can't predict the future, he can't perceive life and death, he can't figure out the heavens, and the Buddha ...... I can't seem to get into here.

Zazen lingered here for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, chanting, "Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" ”

As he spoke, all the chicken legs in his hands flew out and lined up in the air, and Zazen shouted: "Get up ......"