Chapter Eighty-Four: Playing with right and wrong, tired of snow and cold
"Senior sister is atmospheric!" Li Qing said leisurely.
Concubine Jiang said as she walked: "Since you are going out to hunt demons, you are not familiar with the tricks, and you will be in a hurry when facing a battle." Tomorrow, I will teach you a thunder talisman on the "Five Thunder Fa Collection Notes", which can be directly stimulated. When you return from the demon hunt, you will practice hard. β
"Thank you, senior sister." Li Qing said leisurely.
"Don't call Senior Sister indiscriminately." Jiang Youfei said.
"Okay, young concubine."
"......" Concubine Jiang took a deep breath and ignored Li Qingxian no longer.
Arriving at Chunfeng Residence, the two entered the side room, and Concubine Jiang took out a pen and paper to systematically teach Lei Fa.
From the most basic thunder law gods to the thunder seal to guide the thunder, from the magic formula to the finger step, from the Taoist to the battle......
Zhou Chunfeng came back and just glanced at the two of them, and then continued to work.
It wasn't until nightfall that Li Qingxian felt dizzy that Concubine Jiang stopped and said goodbye to Zhou Chunfeng.
Li Qing went out to see him off.
The two were side by side, and Li Qingxian asked about the incomprehension of the Dao as he walked.
Concubine Jiang explained patiently in a soft voice.
The two of them walked through the round arch and left the courtyard of the Shintoji.
Not far away, a person flashed out, staring blankly at the backs of the two of them.
Ye Han stood for a long time and sighed.
Fortunately, without Concubine Jiang, there is Song Yanxue who appreciates herself.
At this moment, a seventh-rank official of the Demon Hunting Division hurriedly walked towards Xue Zhai, saw Ye Han in a daze, and said, "Ye Han, what are you doing?" Lord Song will come back immediately and hurry up to Xuezhai. It's not peaceful today, Lord Song's temper is not good, you should be careful. β
Ye Han hurriedly followed, and entered the small courtyard next to the main hall of the Demon Hunting Division, and saw that the plaque on the door of the courtyard read the word "Xuezhai".
Ye Han secretly praised Lord Song as worthy of being a heroine among women, this word has more style than many men.
Different from the study-style Chunfeng Residence, Xuezhai enters a lobby, with a table in the middle, chairs on both sides, a bookshelf on one wall full of books, and a variety of long weapons under the other wall, such as Fang Tian's halberd, spear, horse lance, stick, etc.
Ye Han sat in the last seat closest to the door, remembering the feeling of standing in the main hall in the early morning, and felt more and more grateful to Song Yanxue in his heart.
In the main hall, he was just an insignificant little minion, and he could only watch Li Qingxian sit there.
In the Demon Hunting Division, Song Yanxue has the talent of Bole, and made an exception to allow herself to participate in the Xuezhai meeting of the Demon Hunting Division, so that she can gain unprecedented respect.
Now even if he is a middle-grade official of the Demon Hunting Division, he is polite when he sees him, all thanks to Song Yixue.
"Ten thousand Zhou Chunfeng is not as good as one Song Yixue." Ye Han sighed in his heart.
After a while, some officials of the Demon Hunting Division sat in the middle of the snow fast.
Song Yixue had not arrived, and they chatted about today's affairs.
Shenjing's five strange noises and Ge Chao's arrest in the hall became the subject of discussion.
Experienced officials basically do not speak, knowing full well that this matter is deep.
The young military attache can say whatever he wants.
"I don't think Li Qingxian is kind about this. That Ge Chao just questioned him, so he directly asked Lord Zhou to send people from the inner factory to arrest people. β
"This matter is still inconclusive, don't talk nonsense."
"Take 10,000 steps back, Ge Chao has a problem, but Pang Mingjing is innocent, Li Qingxian retaliated in court, there is nothing to say, right?"
"Li Qingxian is too much, he just became a life magician and bought seven people, is everyone else a fool?"
"I think Ye Han is doing a good job, as a martial artist, you have to be upright!"
"I'm just indignant and saying what I need to say." Ye Han said.
"Don't be modest, young people should be as energetic as you, if they all learn from Li Qing's idle flies and dogs, this night guard would have been ruined a long time ago."
"Yes, I still look at Ye Han pleasing to the eye."
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside, mixed with the sound of armor and weapons colliding.
The crowd got up in an uproar and looked out the door.
I saw Song Yanxue, who was dressed in a battle uniform, stepping in, followed by five middle-grade military attachΓ©s, with many torn clothes on their bodies and stained with blood.
Song Yanxue's face was like frost, her left sleeve was broken, and the hair behind her was broken a lot.
Song Yanxue took a deep breath, suppressed the emotions in her heart, glanced at everyone, nodded, and said while walking to the main seat: "Sit down." I'm outside the door, listening to Ye Han praising him, has he made meritorious service again? β
Ye Han hurriedly got up and said, "No, no, I just said something that a normal night guard should say in the Si Zheng Hall." β
"Oh? What happened to the main hall? I just came back from outside, and I don't know about guarding the yamen tonight. Song Yanxue sat on the main seat, her posture and demeanor were not as rough as a man, nor was she awkward, and she had a heroic spirit.
Ye Han told the matter of Si Zhengdian from beginning to end, and vividly described Zhou Chunfeng's protection, Li Qingxian's domineering, Ge Chao's justice and Pang Mingjing's pitifulness.
The military attache who came back with Song Yanxue had to open his mouth several times, but he glanced at Song Yanxue, whose face was getting colder and colder, and said nothing.
After Ye Han finished speaking, he looked at Song Yanxue, and found that her face seemed to be frozen, and she was secretly happy in her heart, Song Yanxue had praised Li Qingxian many times before, and this time she must have hated him.
"Ye Han, what do you think of Li Qingxian?" Song Yanxue looked at Ye Han quietly, her beautiful eyes shining in the night.
Ye Han's heart skipped a beat, he thought for a moment, and decided to give Li Qingxian the final blow, saying, "I was originally optimistic about Li Qingxian, but what happened in the past few days made me change my opinion. This person may be talented, but his moral character is low, and he will be repaid, and he is not worthy of the son of man. β
The gaze of the military attache who came back with Song Yanxue was even more strange.
Song Yanxue nodded and sighed softly.
Everyone was tired from her sigh.
Song Yanxue looked at the night sky of the black hole outside the door, and her heart was full of helplessness.
Today, he cooperated with the inner factory to capture the people of the underworld, and the soldiers were lost, one of the six grades was seriously injured, and seven of the lower three grades were killed.
After the arrest was over, I met with the guard envoy and learned that it was none other than Li Qingxian who discovered this big case.
and learned that Li Qingxian pretended to misread Ge Chao's life in order to avoid startling the snake that day, and did not hesitate to be slandered.
The two are also the rising stars of the Nightguard.
One endured humiliation for the sake of the court, and fought against high-grade officials for the sake of innocent people.
The other colluded with the traitor Ge Chaoxin and slandered his old friend.
Song Yanxue suddenly felt that with a sorcerer like Li Qingxian, his subordinates might not be killed.
"Ye Han, you are going to hunt demons soon, and you have to spend more time cultivating, so don't come to Xuezhai. If you don't understand anything in the future, please consult Sun Fangshou. Song Yanxue said slowly.
The officials were stunned.
Ye Han stayed in place, only to feel that the sky was falling apart.
Song Yanxue's words were like spears, piercing his chest.
"Go ahead." Song is tired of snow roads.
"Subordinate farewell." Ye Han lowered his head, dragged his stiff body, and moved out of Xuezhai step by step.
Along the way, Ye Han's brain roared endlessly.
Stepping out of the threshold of the courtyard, he glanced back at the two big characters "Xuezhai", and suddenly felt that those two words were extremely ugly, not even as good as Zhou Chunfeng's words.