Wei Jiangshen frowned, knowing that it was urgent, but he didn't enter immediately, but carefully checked the footprints.

Although there were only two footprints in the shade of the tree, Wei Jiangshen could see that these were the marks of many people stepping on the same position with the same entry method.

"At least more than ten people, Liyan, put a signal, and call Brother Ling to come." The young man commanded in a deep voice.

"Yes."

The signal sent out by Kasa Yan is not a letter cigarette, but a special suckling rat, which is the favorite food of the night owl against the wind.

When the wind smells this, he will immediately go to his owner, take him to the place where the suckling mouse is, feast on it, and then make a big deal.

This is a unique way of communication between their brothers, and it is much more secretive than Xinyan.

Liyan threw the suckling mouse into the tree, and quickly followed the footsteps of his young master.

Wei Jiangshen had already been admitted to the hospital, the flying eagle explored the way, the albatross flew in, and the huge academy swept through it in just a moment, and finally circled and roared on a courtyard.

Seeing this, Wei Jiangshen went straight to the courtyard.

In the academy building before the examination, the scholars were in a hurry, but it was very quiet, people came and went and bowed their heads silently, all holding a book in their hands, reading their own, occasionally discussing, and also going out.

At this time, no one noticed that a few classmates were handed a message by the boy who handed the ink and books, quietly withdrew from everyone's sight, and came to a hidden courtyard.

The scholar who arrived in the courtyard first was disturbed by the flying eagle overhead, and when he was waiting for someone, he turned around and saw that there were still classmates next to him, and his expression was empty.

When the later scholars saw the scholars in the courtyard, they were also stunned for a moment.

Subsequently, in the embarrassment of laughing at each other, the two chatted without a word, but neither of them would leave.

The eagle overhead had entered the forest, and there was no sound or shadow, and the two people with their own thoughts had forgotten about the bald eagle that suddenly appeared.

When Wei Jiangshen saw this scene, his ice eyes narrowed slightly, he brushed the dust that did not exist on the scholar's robe, and came to the school next door without harm, and sure enough, when a scholar walked by him soon, he whispered,

"Master Jinche, my master has introduced you to a teacher, please move to the courtyard next door to meet you."

Wei Jiang raised his eyebrows, got up and walked neatly to the courtyard next door.

"Brother Yun Qian, what are you going to do?"

Wei Jiangshen didn't take two steps before he heard someone calling him behind him, and when he turned around, the young man twisted his eyebrows.

"Dressing. Second son Qin, what advice do you have? Wei Jiangshen looked at the young man who was walking towards him, his sword eyebrows were raised, and he was impatient in his elegant laughter.

"You're not here to change clothes," Qin Xiaohui's white and jade-like green face floated with recklessness, he ran over and blocked Wei Jiangshen's way, and said indignantly,

"What did that scholar sneak up on you? Brother Yun Qian, you have real talent and real learning, why bother to drill some side roads with those straw bales! ”

Wei Jiangshen looked at the young man in front of him, speaking of which, the two of them were the same age in the academy, and Qin Er, who was straightforward and reckless in the Qin family, often talked to him in the past.

"The second son of Qin is the second son of the Xiangguo family, right?" Wei Jiangshen looked at him with righteous indignation, and the thin sneer at the corner of his mouth narrowed slightly, and was replaced by a warm and warm smile that rejected people thousands of miles away,

"These words are returned to the second son of Qin intact, Ling Zun plays a pivotal role in the court, the second son is, and it is less to get involved with us and other side things."

With that, Wei Jiangshen walked around him and walked forward.

"Wei Yunqian!" Qin Xiaohui looked at the person who walked past him, and walked around again angrily, looking at his smiling peach blossom eyes, he really wanted to punch over.

Wei Jiang raised his eyebrows deeply, and looked at the little white fist of this pampered and excellent son, tender, his face was probably harder than his little fist.