"How's it going with what I gave you before the retreat?"

When there were only two people in the hall, the cold voice of the Gongsun Sect Master came down, and He Cheng hurriedly bowed his hand to her:

"Back to the sect master, the first thing, the matter of secret espionage, the subordinates have already laid out the network everywhere, but it will take time to take effect. The small effective aspect is that the various chambers of commerce have secretly gathered some personnel, spread the news that is beneficial to the sect, and at the same time found out some troubles, and the subordinates have compiled them into a book and submitted them to the sect master for reading.

In addition, the various chambers of commerce should know that it is the sect that manipulates public opinion behind the scenes, and most of the reactions are quite calm, while a small number of reactions are fierce, such as the Moyun Chamber of Commerce, many gray-clothed disciples who have been employed by the Moyun Chamber of Commerce have disappeared inexplicably recently.

But his subordinates are incompetent, and they still can't find the reason, and they can't find the relevant missing gray-clothed disciples, which is a shame for the sect and the sect master. ”

The more he spoke to the back, the lower He Cheng's voice became, and his head was buried in shame in his chest.

"Say the next one." Gongsun Hanli is not a considerate and good boss, so he didn't comfort him, and directly urged him to go down.

She had a hunch that the thing she had commanded but forgot should belong to the part of her missing memory, related to the real reason for her usurpation.

"You asked your subordinates to keep a close eye on the movements of Senior Uncle Xue Hua of Baiyun Peak, and your subordinates learned from a blue-shirted disciple of Baiyun Peak that they had been recruited by the net: Senior Uncle Xue returned to Baiyun Peak after your True Transmission Ceremony, and he did not leave the peak for a month after that.

Forty-nine days ago, the day after your retreat, she went out of the peak once, went there in the morning, and returned in the evening.

A month ago, she summoned all the disciples of Quanfeng to announce the establishment of the academy and introduced a little-known middle-aged man as the head of the school, the name of the academy sounded a bit strange, called 'Baiyun Primary School'. ”

The lackluster experience made it impossible to see anything noteworthy, but the sect master specifically instructed him to pay attention to his movements before the retreat.

But now it's a little strange, when the sect master ordered him to do things before the retreat, he clearly recognized this Uncle Xue, why did he ask Elder Mingjing just now, "Who is Xue Hua?"

The sect master is not a person who likes to waste time, and it is very likely that he really doesn't know him, so the conclusion is:

Retreat makes people lose their memory!

Gongsun Hanli was a little shocked, she really forgot a lot of things.

At this moment, a man dressed as a scribe asked to see him outside the temple gate, and he was the chief guest of Zuo Yu, and Gongsun Hanli allowed him to enter.

The foreign aid position of Keqing, Chonghuafeng has been in place since the new calendar, and it is the first sect master surnamed Zhang to open a precedent.

There are many types of curtain guests, some are biased towards cultivation, and some are biased towards alchemy refiners,、、、、、、 and now this one who enters the main hall is pure Wenmo side.

He was specially invited by Gongsun Hanli, and Zuo Yu was added by this person's suggestion, and it was the duty of Zuo Yu to receive subordinate submissions and give opinions for reference.

"Suzerain"

People from the world, the etiquette is extremely thorough, and it feels very good to Gongsun Hanli.

However, Gongsun Hanli is not a person who will add up to his blue eyes because of his courtesy.

"What?" The voice was as cold as ever.

"During the Sect Master's retreat, Zuo Yu received a submission from Baiyun Peak."

This is a big deal for him and for Zuo Yu, if the above things are true, they can be regarded as meritorious service to the sect.

"Reading"

"But," the man dressed as a scribe looked at He Cheng hesitantly, his eyes not very trusting.

"Reading" Gongsun Hanli accentuated the tone.

The scribe was shocked, and quickly took out the letter from his sleeve, which he had treasured and kept for a month and eighteen days, and opened it to read:

"Sect Master Gongsun personally revealed:

Bai Yunfeng recently discovered: In the cave under the source of the Hanjiang River within the influence of the Lingyun Sect, there is a restaurant called the 'Lanmeng Tavern', which is actually a stronghold of the Snake Spirit Sect in the Wolf Heart Valley, and the proprietress is the deacon of the Snake Spirit Sect.

Baiyun "Feng Xue Hua respectfully.

"When did you receive this letter?" Before the scribe could finish reading, He Cheng locked his throat.

"You grabbed him by the throat and asked him what to say." Gongsun Hanli's voice sounded in the hall again, and He Chengcai shook off the scribe with hatred.

He Cheng speculated that the letter was delivered more than a month ago based on the time when Xue Hua was out, but he hated that this sour Confucian had been hiding it for the sake of his calculations, and he couldn't even distinguish this priority.

"Cough cough, sect master, the villain and him are used under the sect master, and his status is equal, but he is so arrogant in front of the sect master, it is really his heart to be punished."

As soon as the scribe broke away from He Cheng's clutches, he immediately complained to Gongsun Hanli before he could breathe, and the hatred on his face was much more resentful than He Cheng.

"When did you receive the letter?"

Gongsun Hanli's voice was as cold as ever, and she couldn't hear joy or anger, but since she asked, the scribes rolling in the article could also taste something, so she replied honestly:

"Return to the Sect Master, forty-eight days ago."

Whew-

Gongsun Hanli let out a sigh of relief, and in addition to the coldness on her face, she finally showed a little other emotion.

Is it helplessness? Is it anger? Or disappointed?

What does it mean to "miss a chance"? This is a missed opportunity!

The evil cultivators of the Wolf's Heart Valley are proficient in the art of combined attacks, have the ability to change shapes, kill people and destroy corpses, and have no trace.

In the past one hundred and ninety-three years, only they have plotted against Chonghua, and without Chonghua plotting against them, they have been rampant to the extreme!

Now I finally have a chance to catch a big fish, but I missed it so absurdly!

"He Cheng, you go and see the place mentioned in the letter" Gongsun Hanli still asked He Cheng to take a look, it would be best if he was still there.

But she didn't hold out much hope, Wolfheart Valley was notoriously difficult, and it was impossible to stay where she was after her tracks were exposed.

By the way, the letter said: Snake Spirit Sect, Wolf Heart Valley Snake Spirit Sect, could it be that Wolf Heart Valley is just a regional name and not the name of the enemy who has been fighting with them for nearly two hundred years?

Half a day later, He Cheng returned from the investigation.

"Sect Master, my subordinates have found a place, and there are already people in the cave." After He Cheng finished speaking, he squinted at the sour man who was still standing in the hall and his legs and feet were numb.

"Expelled all the people in the left room from the sect." After speaking, Gongsun Hanli got up and left the hall.

"Nope! Sect Master, the villain knows that he is wrong, Sect Master, you give the villain another chance! ”

The scribe's face was filled with terror, and he tried to chase him out, but his legs and feet threw himself on the ground without heeding.

He Chengswen politely patted him on the shoulder and chuckled:

"Mr. Su, before the retreat, the sect master told you and me in this hall: you should help each other and love each other, and contribute to the sect together, but now that you have lived up to the expectations of the sect master, the sect master naturally can't keep you.

You can rest assured, with your ability, you can still mix well with other forces. ”

After that, He Cheng grabbed the scribe's back collar and carried it out of the hall, and instructed the guards outside the hall to expel the other sour Confucians in Zuo.

、、、、、、

In the afternoon of the next day, Baiyun Peak.

Xue Hua looked at the spiritual ink in the inkstone with a clean face, carefully put down the pen, and gently sketched on the rune paper according to the trajectory that he had traced thousands of times in his heart.

Recently, except for going to Blue Star to check in and inquire about the movements of the enemies, she occasionally lectured on the theory of magic to those students in Baiyun Primary School, and the rest of the time was spent drawing talismans.

Of course, the result was a deep blow, but she just didn't give up, since she could draw one, she would definitely be able to draw ten, hundred, and thousand!

Just as she was engrossed in the nib paper, an abominable hairy leg stepped on the back of her hand, and the tip of the pen was crooked, and all the work she had done was lost.

The initiator was unaware of this, and looked up at her and shouted excitedly:

"Hey, it's useless to do your work, you can't become a talisman, come with me to watch a good show!"

The elf doesn't understand, the human knows that as a person who is not popular with the aura, it is good that she can control and plunder simply and rudely, and she can't communicate with the aura gently and delicately, let alone develop all kinds of acrobatics that happen to require precise control.

But she wants to find herself uncomfortable, what is she for?

"What does 'good show' mean?"

Xue Hua grasped the key point of the elf's words, put away the talisman pen, and his serious eyes fell on the elf.

The word 'good show', and the schadenfreude on the elf's face, tell her that what happened should be something bad.

"Hahahaha, that giant still wants to be a teacher, after this incident, I'm afraid I have no face to see people, hahahaha!"

Hearing this, Xue Hua rushed out of the courtyard with the elf who couldn't stop laughing, stepped on the frost sword and asked it where to watch the show, and with the elf's excited little short legs, Xue Hua flew in that direction.

Viewed from above, the incident occurred on the other side of the Fuji Bridge, and the place covered by green trees was a mess.

The broken canopy, branches, and trunks were messily laid out in the clearing, and the earth and stones on the ground were rolled up like they had been ploughed, and the blood flowed in the low-lying places and accumulated into pools of blood, large and small.

The Frost Blossom Sword flashed and flew towards the messy place at an extreme speed.

However, the closer she flies, the more she realizes that the elf may be making a false alarm against her.

The following description of the embarrassed people is full of laughter, and all of them are full of joy in the battle of victory, even those with colors on their bodies.

She shook the right sleeve that was pulled uncomfortably by the elf on the frost sword, and asked the elf who was hiding inside and didn't dare to see people:

"It seems that there is no good show here, you are not small, you dare to play wolf with me."

The elf who can fly by himself has to hide in his sleeve for some reason, and grabs Xue Hua's sleeve:

"No, just now Song Yang returned with a hunting team that gathered food, and the primary school students who went out to train happened to return under the leadership of Ju Ruthless, and there was a prey lying in a cage in the hunting team that pretended to be dead and rushed into the pile of primary school students, and saw that people were either bumped or bitten.

The giant ruthless fancy guy didn't save people, but stood on the side and let the group of weak chicken elementary school students take a shot, I thought he was pills. ”

"I'll settle accounts with you later."

Xue Hua landed, put away the Shuanghua Sword, and Ju Ruthless, Xu Yao, Song Yang and Zou Feng, who arrived one step earlier than her, came over.

"What happened just now?" She asked Song Yang.

Song Yang replied apologetically: "Just now, a cunning wind wolf disguised as a seriously injured man suddenly attacked, which scared everyone. ”

Xue Hua understood after thinking about it: the ingredients are usually killed by the mending knife before they are brought back, and Song Yang has a space bag, so this accident is not an accident.

She turned her head to Zou Feng and said, "Write it down: cut him for a year, it's best not to be found in the wrong place within a year, if there is a next time, the punishment will be doubled."

In addition, tell everyone: when trying someone else's color, if you don't use the right method, the consequences are very serious. ”

She didn't look at the mournful look on Song Yang's face, and asked Ju ruthlessly:

"What do you say?"

"It's good that Xue Daoyou is in charge, but I don't think Mr. Song did it intentionally, and the children were not injured."

Ju smiled innocently and waved his hand that only existed in the concept.

At this time, a somewhat familiar cold voice came from far and near, with undisguised appreciation:

"If the command is determined in wartime, and after the war, I know how to advance and retreat, and I know the general situation, and I Chonghuazong needs such talents!

How about Uncle Xue cutting his love and letting this gentleman enter the main peak to help his nephew? ”

Song Yang was aggrieved: Where does he know the general situation? It's clear that it's cheap and good!