Eastern Regions, School Palace, inside the main hall.

"Great sacrificial wine, I shouldn't go to the dungeon even though I shouldn't go to the dungeon."

"Indeed it should." This time, the answer was ink sake.

"Ink Sacrifice Wine?" Chunda Sacrificial Wine glanced at the Ink Sacrificial Wine with some dissatisfaction, a little dissatisfied.

"Why is this throwing knife on you?" Ignoring Chunda's dissatisfaction, the ink sacrifice wine stimulated Mo Zhiqian's intention, and a flying knife tore Mr. Peng's clothes and flew out of his arms, "I didn't sense it when we were hunting that night. ”

"I, I picked it up in the woods, picked it up!" Mr. Peng nervously argued, "I just saw some light in the haystack, so I pulled it out, and found that it was quite delicate, so I hid it privately." I really didn't know it was a flying knife used by the ink sacrifice wine to arrest the murderer. ”

"That night, I handed out the throwing knives, and all the gentlemen had throwing knives in their hands at that time, and the flying knives would resonate with each other," Mo Saijiu explained, "That night, I remember Mr. Yuji, who was patrolling in the west, I wonder if Mr. Ji can testify here, and he really didn't find the knife that night?" ”

"Ji can testify that he didn't find the flying knife that attacked the enemy that night." Mr. Ji, who was standing behind the Chun Da Sacrifice Wine, replied.

"Alright, Mr. Peng!" Chunda Sacrificial Wine looked at Mr. Peng with some disappointment, "All kinds of coincidences are on you." So ......"

"Great Sacrifice Wine! Peng still has one more point to prove his innocence! Mr. Peng didn't know what to think of, and interrupted Chunda's words.

"Speak!"

"Peng's injury was not from that night, it was stabbed on the way back yesterday."

"And this? Then, ask a doctor to check the injury, does Mr. Peng have any objections? Chunda Sacrificial Wine still gave Mr. Peng another chance.

"No objection, Peng has no objection!" Mr. Peng cried tears of joy.

……

Eastern Regions, Apricot Altar.

"You're not going out for a walk?" The old man asked.

"No, where is the teacher going?"

"The North."

"That disciple wishes the teacher a smooth journey." The old man of Xingtan arched his hand and said that he would not send it.

"Drive me away?"

“…… The teacher has wronged the disciple, how dare the disciple? ”.

"Why don't you go out for a walk?" The old man was very puzzled, sitting here all day looking at those few apricot trees, this is much more boring than watching the sea of clouds at the preaching platform in Nanshan, okay?

"Let's talk about it later." The old man of Xingtan smiled bitterly and pointed at himself.

"Okay." The old man in Xingtan is really reluctant to go, and the old man in Qingniu is not reluctant.

The latter bent down to pick up a dead branch of an apricot tree and shook it at the former: "I'll take this away." ”

"Teacher at will."

Seeing that the teacher called the green cow, after turning over and stepping up to sit firmly, the old man in Xingtan spoke: "The teacher won't stay for a few more days?" ”

"If I really stay......" the old man pressed the hat on his head, "are you willing?" ”

"Teacher, go slowly!"

"Huh!"

……

Eastern Regions, School Palace, Small Courtyard.

The sacrificial wine looked around for a while, and then pulled out an enchantment with Confucian etiquette.

What happens next in the enchantment, as long as the enchantment is probed forcefully or intentionally, the sacrificial wine can be discovered in time.

The most basic requirements of Confucian etiquette: do not look at incivility, do not listen to incivility......

"The doctor has examined the injury, and Mr. Peng is indeed fine." After confirming that the surrounding environment is safe, the sake of the festival said to the ink sake of the festival.

"He's fine." The ink wine lowered the wine glass.

"Then why are you still sullen, I thought you were cranky again."

"Yes, but not cranky."

"Oh?" The interest in the eyes of the priest wine became even stronger, "What did you think of?" ”

"I'm thinking, Mr. Ji's clothes are so neat."

"Mr. Xuemiya, the clothes still have to be ......" The sake of the festival felt nothing, but he immediately came back to his senses, "When did it happen?" ”

"When Chun Da Sacrifice Wine came out to persuade the fight."

"I didn't even pay attention."

"You are the ruler of Confucianism. Isn't it considered a 'courtesy' to wear clothes well? "The ink festival wine feels weird.

“…… But when he got dressed, I didn't pay attention. "The sacrificial wine is also very aggrieved.

"Yes."

"However, it's been a while since he's been in, and he hasn't taken off his clothes yet? It's weird. "Problems with the sacrificial wine have also been discovered.

"That's where it's weird." Ink Sacrifice Wine nodded.

"Moreover, that night, the black shadow man ran to the west, and Mr. Ji also went west to check, and he only arrived at noon when he painted the Mao, do you think it could be him?" The sacrificial wine guessed.

"Nope! It was definitely not him that night, and he couldn't have hidden it from him. ”

"How can you be so sure?" The priest asked.

"Mr. Gakmiya leads a team to patrol and capture thieves! He can't be checked alone, he takes the students with him. If there is any situation in him, the wound is ruptured and he can't hold on, and the student will skip the level and report for help, won't it be completely exposed? ”

"Or did he find the knife and deliberately didn't say it?" The sacrificial wine broke the casserole and asked to the end.

"The knife must have been on display all the time, and if he hid the knife I gave him, the student would have reminded him. And the throwing knives will resonate with each other, and the students will definitely be able to find it. Besides, there are no impermeable walls in the world. If the students find out about the anomaly, it will definitely spread in private, which can't be hidden. ”

"What if he intends to control your ink intent, so that the flying knife can't resonate?" The sacrificial wine is constantly being studied.

"Mo Zhiqian's intention is very rough compared to your Confucian etiquette. If he forcibly resists, the movement will not be small. Isn't he revealing his stuff then?"

"That's too." He remembered that night, a large number of flying knives flew out of the Thousand Machine Pillars, "Isn't that the intention to completely restrain your Thousand Machine Intent?" ”

"There are still those who are, such as the senior who rode the green ox...... The direction you are paying attention to is crooked! ”

"What can I do? You can't let the mastermind behind it go on like this. ”

"Humph!" The ink sacrificial wine drank the wine in the cup, and put down the wine glass, "There is a person who can stare openly." ”

"Who?"

The ink wine did not speak, but pointed in the direction of the main hall.

"I know something, but I don't tell us."