Eastern Regions, School Palace.

"All Mr. Xuegong, all go back to the palace! Count the number and status of your disciples! ”

The sun had just shown its head, and it was supposed to be the time to get up, but the school palace had already entered a state of alert.

At the end of the day, most of the gentlemen of the school palace received the summons of Chunda sacrificial wine and came to the main hall of the school palace one after another.

"Draw it!" What should have been done every day has only been done now, and this situation has only been done since the founding of the school palace.

After Mr. Gakamiya finished drawing, the Grand Priest took the list, glanced at it, and asked:

"Isn't Mr. Peng here?"

"Mr. Peng is sick at home, and he left the palace at noon yesterday." A gentleman replied.

"Well, Mr. Yin has traveled all over the world, hasn't he come back yet?"

The gentlemen glanced at each other, and the answer was obvious in the eyes of the priest: they had not returned.

"Isn't Mr. Ji here?"

"Mr. Ji asked me to say to the big sacrificial wine, Mr. Ji said that he has been overworked recently and is a little unwell, so he won't come to paint today, and he will come back in a while to make amends for the big sacrificial wine." Another gentleman replied.

"Mr. Ji has been really hard these days, and the old man knows about this. Did Mr. Ji lead a team to track down the troublemakers before sunrise? ”

"Yes, so-and-so saw it." "I saw it too." Several gentlemen replied one after another.

"That's really hard, Chun doesn't blame him. And one more absent, what about Mr. Ba? ”

The crowd below looked left and right, but none of them spoke.

"Why, no one knows where Mr. Ba is?" Chunda's brows furrowed.

The people below looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Which gentleman saw Mr. Ba yesterday?"

A gentleman arched his hand and said, "Yesterday afternoon, I saw Mr. Ba near Mr. Ba's residence. ”

"What was Mr. Ba's state at that time?" Chun Da Sacrificial Wine asked.

When he greeted him, he was still a little absent-minded. It was obviously noon, and he asked if he had had dinner? ”

"Not a joke?"

"It's not a joke." The gentleman's answer was still a little cautious, for fear of affecting the judgment of Chunda's sacrificial wine.

"And what other gentleman has seen Mr. Ba at any time yesterday?" Chun Da Sacrificial Wine asked again in a loud voice.

For a while, I didn't get a response. Chunda Sacrificial Wine began to ask about the situation of the students, and knew that everything was fine, so he put his mind at ease.

"Gentlemen, help Chun ask the students, have you seen Mr. Ba at any time yesterday. The gentlemen sorted out the information they had collected and handed it over to Chun before noon today. Chun was grateful. ”

"The big festival wine is kind!" In the face of being so polite to the superiors for the benefit of everyone, the gentlemen were terrified and expressed their positions one after another.

"Let's disperse."

"Take care of the big sacrificial wine."

……

Eastern Regions, Southeast Taoist Temple.

"Homesick?"

"Yes."

"Then go home?"

"Don't."

Dao Yuan looked at the little junior brother dotingly: "Home is a very beautiful place, since you are homesick, why don't you go back?" ”

"Senior brother," Yin Yi asked without answering, "where is your home?" ”

"My home ......" Daoyuan's eyes deepened, and the whole person became a little depressed, "I don't have a home." I have the impression that it was the Spectator who took me away from the mouth of the tiger. So, if I have to say where my home is, this is my home. ”

"I'm sorry." Finding that he had touched the sore spot of others, Yin Yi also felt a little guilty.

"It's all right, it's all over." Dao Yuan smiled slightly, "I think back then, when the Lord of the Temple raised me, I didn't have this Taoist Temple, and I was still called a teacher." ”

"Then he takes care of the senior brother so well, he can be a father soon."

"A teacher for one day, a father for life. He was both my teacher and my father. ”

"Oh, that's why he ignores the Taoist temple and you still work hard?"

"Perhaps. After all, he has also taken care of me for twenty years, and he still crowned me. ”

"Twenty years, that's a lot of time. It's really 'the deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night'. ”

"Heh, you are a Taoist disciple, and you still read the sage scripture of Xingtan?"

"The ancestor has a saying: Only by reading a wide range of books can you become a great road."

"Hahahaha!" The two looked at each other and smiled, as if the unhappiness just now had disappeared.

……

Eastern Regions, Huai Valley.

The old man in the linen robe stood in the pavilion with a serious expression, looked to the east, and muttered:

"What the hell do you want to do?"

On the chessboard on the side, on the right side of the chessboard, in the middle of the area that should have been all white pieces, there was a black piece lying quietly.

……

Eastern Regions, deep in the School Palace.

The old fisherman opened his eyes and couldn't help but smile when he saw a black fish swimming around in the empty pond.

The pond was very large, and the fish was also a long distance away from the old man, and the fish swam around there, and it seemed that it had no intention of coming.

Coincidentally, the old man has no intention of the past. One person and one fish are just dried up.

……

Eastern Regions, School Palace, Xuangui Pavilion.

Ink sacrifice wine, cornices and walls, and the torches used in the night are collected in batches.

Last night's torches were only for a moment, so the ink sacrifice wine was used for tricks. The torch only needs to be lit for a while, and the fuel on the top end is burned out, and then the burning stops.

The old torches are tied up and ready to be brought back for reuse.

"Old thief! Missed one! "He stood down and watched, like an overseer.

"No leaks! I personally deployed yesterday's torches, and I know how many they are. Having said that, the ink sacrificial wine still counted it again very carefully, and it was not missed.

"That's not?" The sacrificial wine pointed under the offering table, where there was also a torch that had been thrown out by the Shadow Man in a hurry last night and rolled there, and it seemed to be about the same length as the torch of the ink sacrificial wine.

Mo Xijiu bent down, took out the torch, touched the material, and frowned: "Huh? Then he took a small bottle of oil from his pocket, poured a little over the torch, and lit it with flint.

The torch was lit at once, but as the oil decreased, it was extinguished after a while.

"Flame retardant! These torches have the same flame retardant layer as those torches! Ink Sacrifice Wine exclaimed.

"So this is your handiwork too?" The eyes of the sacrificial wine shone brightly.

"I don't know, this is not too complicated, but there are only a few people who can do it." Ink Sacrifice Wine thought for a moment and said.

"Then you know if anyone has approached you for this thing lately." The sacrificial wine is reluctant to let go of this clue.

"Even if it is, it doesn't have to be!" The ink sacrificial wine continued to pour cold water.

"Have you forgotten the current state of the school palace, fish mix! Maybe that's the direction of the road. "The sacrificial wine persists.

"Yes, I want to think about it...... Ay! That's right! Yesterday afternoon, you were outside looking at the hiding place, and I set up the mechanism here. A guy walked in, looked at my arrangement, listened to my explanation, and thought my torches were amazing, so he was going to leave one. I didn't count that one when I counted it. Ink Sacrificial Wine's face was heavy, and he didn't say who the man was.

"Yesterday, the Xuangui Pavilion had already notified the closure and clearance, so it shouldn't be a student. You haven't been in the Academy for long, and you don't know many people, so there shouldn't be many people who can open your mouth to walk your torch. I'm near the Xuangui Pavilion, and I'm sure I know who is close to here, but someone did say hello to me yesterday afternoon and said they wanted to go in and have a look, and I didn't stop me. At that juncture, we have neither of us to stop anyone, and we can only have ......," said the priest, and his face became heavy.

The two glanced at each other, saw the solemnity in each other's eyes, and said the same answer in unison:

"Chun Da Sacrifice Wine!"