But these "histories" that don't know whether they are true or false, coupled with the authority and influence of Onigetsu-kun, can become true even if they are fake.

Authority is a thing that prevails everywhere.

The dean didn't expect Onigetsu-kun to teach well, she just wanted to use Onitsuki-kun's reputation to convey what she wanted to convey.

Xiao Jingshui rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

"We only know a little about the things of antiquity, so we don't have to judge anything for ourselves. After the class officially started, send a message to the Hades and ask him to check it out for himself. ”

Ghost Moon Jun nodded: "I think so too." ”

Now was not a good time to spread the news, because they weren't sure if there were nails in the underworld.

If there were, they would be exposed.

Because this matter is currently only known to the dean, Zheng Qishan, and Ghost Yuejun.

It is naturally impossible for the dean and Zheng Qishan to spread the news, so it can only be Ghost Moon Jun, or Xiao Jingshui, who is close to Ghost Moon Jun.

After a while, after the official class, the matter will become public, and at that time anyone may become the messenger, and even if there is a nail, it may not be possible to distinguish who is the messenger.

After the initial agreement on the plan, Onizuki-kun left.

Without him, students are afraid of the teacher, especially when the teacher has a bad temper.

Xiao Jingshui has also made a lot of friends recently, in case someone comes to look for him and bumps into Ghost Moon Jun, it won't be wonderful.

Before leaving, Ghost Moon Jun had already felt that the steward had arrived at her residence, so he remotely controlled the wisp of divine consciousness to imprint a little coordinate on the residence, and then told Xiao Jingshui the coordinates.

*

Everything is quiet for a while, but not everyone is happy.

Xiao Jingshui was unhappy, but Xiao Jingshui had never been very happy, because she couldn't count.

But some people just went miserably.

For example, explain far.

Han Changfeng took people to Wu Wenrui's Baicao Garden, and Wu Wenrui, who was drying medicine, directly rolled his eyes to the sky:

"Old Han, are you deliberately entertaining me? If I could solve this kid's poison, I would have solved it a long time ago, so I can wait until now? ”

And even if he could, he didn't want to be cured.

This kid was skeptical of his abilities! He's holding a grudge!

- Although, it is true that he does not have the ability to detoxify this poison.

Han Changfeng was stunned: "You also detoxified him?" ”

He doesn't know that?

Wu Wenrui continued to roll his eyes: "If Lao Tzu hadn't detoxified him, would he be alive now?!" Lao Tzu detoxified, you old boy was sleeping soundly! If you can know, there will be ghosts! ”

Mingyuan: "......" Mingyuan strives to narrow the sense of existence. He could feel it. This guru was not good to his senses.

Wu Wenrui really doesn't have a good impression of Mingyuan, and he hasn't approved the batch of medicinal materials he likes recently, so he is grumpy.

Han Changfeng was accustomed to Wu Wenrui's violent temper, squinted his eyes and thought about it, and then pulled out a memory from the horns, and doubted: "That's it...... The time you woke me up a few days before the trial? ”

Wu Wenrui nodded.

Or else?

Han Changfeng: "......"

Suddenly, I felt a little weak.

However, Han Changfeng quickly thought that he was the elder of the Discipline Pavilion, and he didn't have to worry about someone punishing him for this, so he was instantly relieved.

"So...... You mean you can't solve it? ”

Han Changfeng finally grasped the point.

Wu Wenrui's face was not good, but he still nodded.

For doctors, the most fatal blow is that you can't cure such and such a disease, you can't cure such and such a poison, and you can't prepare such and such a medicine.

(End of chapter)