Teacher Gu ...... Gone? My sigh-like tone was extraordinarily heavy.

"Well, he's gone out of town, and he'll be back in a while." Dean Li's answer was an understatement.

"Look, it's fine, and the mediocre people are bothering themselves!" Teacher Ren sneered, "Dean Li also said that Teacher Gu just went to study in other places, how can there be any ridiculous suicide?" ”

I looked at Dean Li, her expression was indifferent, and there was no wave in her eyes.

"Maybe the real ridiculousness is still to come!" I whispered to myself.

"Hehe, aren't your hobbies different from ordinary people? The more ridiculous things are, the more they will appeal to you! Teacher Ren's words were tingling.

I ignored him.

"Dean Li, did you transfer all the six classmates who went to check their bodies that day to a dormitory? Why? I asked.

"Oh, so they can take care of each other." Dean Li was calm.

"Take care? If they have ...... What should I do if I am sick at the same time? "I wanted to talk about evil arts, but when I caught a glimpse of Teacher Ren's gloomy gaze, I temporarily changed my words.

"At least it won't affect the rest of the class." Dean Li's attitude was even more indifferent.

"It's called caregiving." I smiled bitterly, "Dean Li, did you know that they would have such symptoms?" Thirty...... Twenty-nine years ago, were you also in Tiger Hill? What happened to the sword pool? Is it related to the current Zhang Qi? ”

Dean Li's gaze stayed on my face for a long time, there was no anger, no research and exploration, only a frozen indifference. (Just to the leaves, Yo ~ Yo)

"Do you need to ask? It must have a lot to do with it! Teacher Ren turned his head and smiled viciously and strangely, "The same seven flower girls, the same shape like puppets...... Maybe the same fate will go to Huangquan! ”

"Huh? It's so weird! Teacher Ren, how do you know so clearly? Were you there back then? I feigned consternation.

"Of course it can't be! Dean Li, do you think so? Teacher Ren rolled his eyes, and 1 ou out white teeth.

"No one knows what happened in the past, and as for the present, don't worry about it if you haven't given birth yet." Dean Li, who was expressionless, said in the same tone as usual, "Shen Chunjun, let's go to class!" In the future, take care of the classmates in the dormitory next to you, and perhaps, the turning point you are waiting for will come soon. ”

"Dean Li said so, aren't you still at ease?" Vice President Xia, who had been watching from the sidelines, smiled and stopped my attempt to ask clearly, "Go ahead!" Mr. Wang and the people in your dormitory are looking for you in a hurry! ”

I hesitated.

The old class and our dormitory may not be able to ask anything, but Vice Dean Xia and Teacher Ren were present, and Dean Li didn't seem to want to say it clearly.

"Indeed, for the sake of an ethereal legend, if there was a bloody case a few decades ago, it would already be a very tragic thing, and if you don't wake up after a few decades, it will be even more sad!" After much thought, I left two words of advice on the three suspicious and unpredictable people in front of me, and then I didn't bother to observe their reactions, and hurriedly withdrew.

Sure enough, as I expected, after returning to the classroom, the old class was reassuring everyone. When they asked Ge Hong, they followed the old class to the headquarters, and saw Dean Li, but they didn't see Teacher Gu. After listening to Min Yu and Hu Xia's statements with an expressionless face, Dean Li only explained lightly that Teacher Gu had not had an accident but went to study in other places, and said that they had hallucinations because of too much pressure to study.

So much for.

Although the old class and those in our dormitory all had many doubts, since Dean Li had come to such a categorical conclusion, everyone didn't dare to say anything anymore.

The eventful autumn is full of the atmosphere of the mountain rain and the wind filling the building, and even God is gloomy and gloomy as if it were the occasion.

In the evening, everyone went to bed early, thinking about the difficult questions in their hearts.

Before I knew it, the familiar buzz sounded in my ears again.

The familiar picture reappeared, in the thick darkness, the smell of rotting moss lingering, the sword, the light, the hiss, like a rewind of an old movie.

"Don't be so dedicated!" I lamented to the sword, "Every night I must visit, I will have a nervous breakdown!" ”

The sword shook heavily in front of me, and the buzzing became more piercing, as if I was dissatisfied.

"I'm not good at guessing riddles, and I can't read minds, uh, I guess this won't work for you." I was almost pleading, "If you want me to do something, tell me quickly and explicitly!" ”

The sword spun gracefully in the air, hissing as usual.

I had no choice but to watch helplessly, and at this time I really wished that I was also a sword, at least I didn't have to worry about the "tenacious and unyielding" sound of the sword.

"You're frozen?" A dark shadow approached me with great concern.

"Huh? Why are you again? I sat up abruptly from the bed and cried out.

Hell yes! It's the same people every night, the same scenes, and even the same words.

"Shhh He looked around, "I have something to look for you." ”

"What's the matter?" I kept my voice low.

"I suddenly remembered the ...... Dagger, let's call it that, what's the name? His voice became excited, and a sharp cold light came out of his hand.

"What's it called?" I frowned at the dazzling cold light.

"Chunjun." He replied word for word.

Chunjun? Isn't that my name?

"Are you kidding? How did it come to have the same name as me? "I'm sorry.

The smile had just unfolded, and a sudden flash flashed in my mind, and a text somehow jumped out: "...... Yang Qihua, such as the hibiscus began to emerge, look at its lines, rotten like the stars of the line, look at its light, muddy like the overflow of water in the pond, watch its break, rock and rock such as trivial stones, look at its talents, radiant like ice release, this so-called pure hook. ”

This is the description of the "pure hook" of one of the ten famous swords in ancient China in the "Book of Yue Jue". Pure hook sword is what we are accustomed to referring to as "pure jun"!

And the reason why this passage jumped out was because Yun Tengjiao had said it when I first entered the academy.

"It's called Chunjun? No way! I frowned, "As far as I know, 'Chunjun' refers to one of the five famous swords cast by Ou Yezi during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, it should not be a dagger, and its appearance is not so...... Ordinary one! ”

"I said it wasn't a dagger, but you didn't believe it." The unrecognizable guy's eyes burned in the darkness, and they seemed to shine like the things in his hands, "It's Chunjun, it's my sword!" ”

Sword? I smiled wryly.

"Probably because you're more powerful, anyway, I can't tell it's a sword!" I just shook my head and sighed.

"A man has a soul, and so does a sword. What people can see on a daily basis is the flesh, but who can see the soul? "The same goes for the sword!" he explained. Although its shape is destroyed, the sword spirit remains, and I just see its soul! ”

"The soul of the sword?" I rubbed my eyes and looked closely at what he was doing, "I'm sorry, I still can't see it!" ”

“…… Well? You just said that 'the form has been destroyed, but the spirit remains', has the 'Chunjun' sword disappeared in this world? Also, you say it's your sword, so who are you? Ou Yezi? Husband is poor? Goujian? I gasped.

Thank you! (I'm sorry for the late update today!) Because xinxin will travel to Tibet tomorrow, it will take about the 13th to come back, so the update before the 13th will be postponed, please understand! The story has gradually entered **, please be patient!

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