Chapter Forty-Seven: The Dean's Story
Countless question marks kept popping up in the dean's heart, because he was too familiar with the handwriting of the four words "Xie Wenfeng personally enlightened" on it. The memories of those years gradually came to www.biquge.info mind, which he never wanted to remember again, and it was a painful memory that he could not forget.
At that time, it should have been a relaxed and pleasant normal outing experience, and a group of eight people went to the border under the leadership of the teacher to prepare for actual combat exercises, and there would be no danger with the protection of the teacher.
But Xie Wenfeng accidentally got separated from the team, and in a panic, he went in the wrong direction, and came to the edge of the Warcraft Forest. After a few battles, he understood the insurmountable gap between himself and the Demon Beast.
It was a three-month escape, and he was still barely able to resist the first-order demonic beasts, and when he saw the second-order demonic beasts, he had only to escape. Lost, he was on the edge of the Warcraft Forest, hiding. If you don't stay in each place for three days, you will be found and moved.
Fortunately, he is a wind magician, and he has a more powerful life-saving ability than other magicians, so he will not die in the hands of demonic beasts. But it's not all that he can run away every time, some wolves and leopards who are good at speed, he has to fight.
For three months, hundreds of battles, thousands of kilometers of raids, countless wounds, and the remnants of the monster circle. There was a time when he didn't want to run anymore, the double trauma of body and mind, coupled with the lack of direction, he had long lost hope of living.
But he was not reconciled, he had a dream to train, but he was about to be wiped out in the dim Warcraft Forest at the beginning.
That night, he hid in the cave for the night, he only remembered that night, the wind was fierce outside, there were countless thunders in the sky, and the torrential rain raged the Warcraft Forest. He didn't have a good rest for three months, and he slowly closed his eyes by taking advantage of the bad weather, and a strong sleepiness suddenly hit, and he gradually fell asleep.
When he woke up the next day, Xie Wenfeng found that he was actually lying on the bed, and the pain and fatigue on his body had been reduced a lot. Looking around, the room was extremely poorly furnished, except for a bed, a set of tables and chairs, and there seemed to be nothing else.
"Squeak"
The wooden door opened, and a tall, handsome man appeared in front of him with a bowl in his hand. And this person is Lei Zhan's father, Ye Qinghao.
"Are you awake?" Ye Qinghao asked.
"Hmm. ”
Xie Wenfeng's voice was still a little hoarse at this time, obviously not recovering.
After Ye Qinghao handed him the bowl, he told him to rest well, saying that although his body was fine, the double consumption of body and spirit might last for a long time. After that, he left!
Xie Wenfeng was at Ye Qinghao's house for a few days, and in these days, he often had nightmares, dreaming that he was chased and killed by countless demonic beasts, and he ran desperately, but he would be chased every time, and then brutally killed by demonic beasts, the feeling of his body being decomposed was like a real thing.
Every day when he fell asleep, he dreamed of being killed by various magical beasts, including some of the magical beasts he was able to kill, but in the dream he didn't seem to have the power to resist at all. Every day, I wake up with a strong feeling of fatigue.
In this way, he stayed at Ye Qinghao's house for five days over and over again, and he was embarrassed to disturb Ye Qinghao and them too much, so he left on the sixth day, and before leaving, Ye Qinghao gave him a pair of Chinese herbs and asked him to take them on time, which can relieve mental pressure.
This medicine list has been carried by him for three months, and it can be considered normal after taking it for three months. Later, after inquiring in many ways, I learned that place was the territory of the Ye family. In the past three years, I have been to thank you many times, but I have been turned away.
All I got was Ye Qinghao's words: "I am a Baicao clan and have practiced medicine for generations." Never take advantage of others. We will naturally save what should be saved, and no matter how many benefits we should not save, we will not accept it!"
Xie Wenfeng had no choice but to bow down three times at Ye Qinghao's door and said, "Engong, my life is given by you." If you have any needs, come to Lingdong Town to find me at any time, and I, Xie Wenfeng, will not hesitate to go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire. ”
More than ten years have passed, and Xie Wenfeng has never forgotten that incident and his original promise. Every night when there is thunder and lightning, he will dream of the days of escape, and that Chinese herbal medicine has become a must-have medicine for him for so many years.
The medicine list is still on his body, but for more than ten years, Engong has never practiced him, he knows that his strength is limited, and he can't help Engong anything, that time he heard that the Baicao clan was exterminated, he couldn't do anything, he only hated his lack of strength.
He thought that he would not be able to repay the favor in his life, but he didn't expect that a letter from the Duke of Grace suddenly appeared in front of the door today. Xie Wenfeng slowly tore it open with trembling hands and took out the letter inside.
The shocked expression had already turned into surprise, knowing that he could still contribute to Eun Gong, his eyes were already full of tears.
"Tick"
Two tears fell on the letter, and Xie Wenfeng smiled. Although he didn't know why Eun Gong knew that he was here, he didn't know why Eun Gong was so powerful and didn't teach his people personally, and he didn't know why Eun Gong believed in himself so much. But he believed that Eun Gong must have a reason for doing so.
"I will certainly do what you say in your letter. Even if it costs with your own life. Xie Wenfeng thought to himself. He turned and placed the letter on the candle flame and burned it to ashes.
Of course, the letter was not as exaggerated as asking Xie Wenfeng to give his life, but he just explained that the two children were extremely talented, and asked him to teach the two children in person and give them more external pressure. And remember not to leak the fact that the Hundred Grass Clan has not been wiped out. Just let the two children grow up freely.
Lei Zhan and his entourage, looking at the change in the dean's demeanor, were a little surprised, they didn't know that a letter could make the dean burst out of so many emotions.
"Ye Ziyi, Ye Lantian, you follow me to learn. The dean calmed down and said to the two.
The two nodded, gladly accepting the arrangement.
"Then this little girl, would you like to go to a better academy?"
"Dean, my name is Lan Xin, I don't want to, can I study with you?" Lan Xin looked at Ye Lantian and asked the dean with pleading in his eyes.
When the dean heard Lan Xin's words, he was also a little surprised, what kind of luck did he take, all geniuses were willing to follow him, how could he teach two geniuses. Ye Ziyi said that it was arranged by Engong, and in order to keep the secret of the Baicao Clan, he had to teach it personally. But why should Lan Xin, a genius with an elemental affinity as high as seven, follow him.