Chapter Twenty-Eight: A Sea of Fire and Blood Corpses, Full of Tragic Deaths
At the next moment, Qi Chengyi grabbed Fu Yunqing and flashed off the roof.
Chen Kang touched the blood on his neck, his eyes widened in horror, and he roared, "There are people on the roof!" There are assassins! Pursue!! β
Under the full moon, a young man dressed in white was better than snow, holding a woman's thin waist in his arms, jumping between the treetops on the roof, the cold wind blowing across his cold side face, his hair flying with the wind and the hem of his robe.
He was extremely fast, so fast that it was hard to see.
It's like a gust of wind, but it's faster than the wind.
Fu Yunqing was amazed by Qi Chengyi's light skills, raised his head slightly, and just saw the man's resolute and lean jawline, as well as the Adam's apple......
Qi Chengyi took her to intercept the path of the Confucian scholar and stopped in front of the scholar with a stunned face.
After landing, Fu Yunqing stared at Qi Chengyi's handsome face......
She was thinking about why Qi Chengyi's light skills were so peaking......
After Qi Chengyi let go, Fu Yunqing was still snuggled in his arms, and he clenched his fist to his lips: "Cough." β
Fu Yunqing hurriedly returned to his senses, but his expression was very frank and calm, and he sighed: "Your Highness is really hidden. β
Then, Fu Yunqing set his eyes on the Confucian student, and walked over with a smile: "Don't be afraid, the son is visiting late at night, it is quite disturbing." It's really that I have something with my friends and I want to ask my son about it. β
This girl is extremely beautiful, her face is perfect and exquisite, but there is a bit of heroism between her eyebrows, and her clear and bright eyes don't look like a bad person, but they seem to be ...... It's not like a good guy either.
The Confucian in the shirt was silent, and was about to rack his brains to refuseβ
Fu Yunqing pointed at Qi Chengyi, who had a cold temperament: "Childe, I don't have him to talk to, you'd better agree before he speaks." β
"......" Confucius gritted his teeth, "Childe girl, please come in the house." β
Confucius took the two into the small black alley, took the key to open the iron lock, and walked into a potholed earthen courtyard.
The courtyard is pitch black, except for a bright moon on the horizon, nothing can be seen clearly.
"Wait a minute, I'll make a fire and you'll be able to see it." Confucian was about to drill wood to make fire, Fu Yunqing couldn't stand it anymore, took out the fire fold from his waist, and lit the torch.
The firelight instantly illuminated the earthen walls of the four walls of the house.
It's so shabby and shabby......
There was only a bed and a wooden table of poor workmanship, and nothing else but books, large and small, neatly stacked on the floor covered with oiled paper.
Confucius took three clay bowls, poured a bowl of tea each, and handed it over: "I don't know the two of you, you came to look for you, what do you want to ask?" β
Fu Yunqing took the tea bowl and drank it all in one gulp: "Thank you." β
Qi Chengyi didn't expect her to drink so crisply, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.
He originally thought that a noble lady like Fu Yunqing should look down on these ugly things.
Back then, Fu Yunqing followed her father to camp in the camp, practiced martial arts in the school field, killed enemies on the battlefield, and used lotus leaves to fill the stream with water.
Fu Yunqing took out the suicide note from his sleeve and pressed it on the table: "As far as I know, this suicide note was forged and copied by you." β
Confucian seemed to have been poked and destroyed, his neck instantly turned red to the root of his ears, and after a while, he lowered his head and said a little dejectedly: "It is indeed written below." I received the silver taels from the prince of the Chen Mansion, and he brought a few old letters from General Fuda, and after looking at the structure of the word frame, I copied the forged ones. β
"I take the liberty of asking, where is the teacher? Where do you come from? Fu Yunqing asked.
The Confucian scholar was silent, but said, "I taught myself." β
"Impossible." Fu Yunqing denied.
Qi Chengyi looked around and landed his gaze on a yellowed old book on the table.
He frowned slightly, walked over, and was about to pick up the book, when Confucius rushed and grabbed the book and protected it in his arms.
"It's ...... This is my personal possession, and you cannot read it without permission! β
Qi Chengyi doesn't like nonsense.
Shen Huaixu stepped forward and snatched the old book, Confucian had little strength, and fell to the ground in the scramble.
Qi Chengyi opened the title page, looked down the words line by line, there was a certain number in his heart, his starry eyes were cold, and he looked at the other party: "Who is the person who wrote the book?" β
Under Qi Chengyi's powerful aura, Confucian Sheng sat on the ground, retreated step by step, and retreated to the root of the wall, he gritted his teeth and said nothing.
Qi Chengyi looked at Fu Yunqing's back, but didn't say anything, and said lightly: "It seems that he doesn't want to say it, let's visit another day." β
Fu Yunqing was a little puzzled: "This is leaving?" β
"Let's go, don't embarrass him." Qi Chengyi said.
Fu Yunqing thought that maybe Qi Chengyi had his own considerations, so he complied with his intentions and nodded: "Gongzi Chen, then we will bring gifts tomorrow and visit the door." Actually, we are all good people. β
"YouβHow do you know that my surname is Chen ......?"
Fu Yunqing pointed to the name written in one of his books.
Chen Xuenian got up from the ground, dusted off the dust from his sleeves, and said goodbye to the two: "Two, two walk slowly." β
It's a polite little scholar.
After leaving the earth courtyard, Qi Chengyi said, "Miss Yunqing, I'll send you?" β
"No need." Fu Yunqing said, "I know Tianying and I know the road. β
"That's good...... See you another day. Qi Chengyi raised his sleeves and said goodbye to her.
After the two of them walked on their own way home.
The originally dark earthen courtyard was suddenly lit with candles.
Chen Xuenian, who was asleep with old books in his arms, had a dream:
He dreamed of a fire in the sky, and all he saw was a sea of fire, and tongues of fire burned half of the night sky.
Picking up the bloody corpses in the sea of fire in the Book Academy, the screams of the Chu family became more and more terrible, so terrible that they seemed to puncture their eardrums!
He heard his teacher Chu shouting: "Rebels and thieves, murdering Sheji, my Chu familyβpoofβ"
Through the shadow of the window, he saw ten sharp arrows shooting fiercely, shooting Teacher Chu into a hole!
Many, so many bloody holes......
"Teacher Chu!!" Chen Xuenian sat up suddenly, but looked at a pair of cold and piercing handsome eyes.
I don't know when.
The house is lit with lights.
Qi Chengyi was dressed in a snow-colored white robe, which made his already expressionless face even more indifferent.
His eyes were playful, and he repeated the three words quite interestingly: "Chu, Lao, Shi?" β
Chen Xuenian suddenly covered his mouth!
"Looking at Qi Country, how many teachers are there?"
Qi Chengyi rubbed a bone chain bracelet, his voice was extremely soft, lighter than snowflakes, colder than ice and snow, he said lightly: "I actually have many ways to make the dead speak, not to mention that you are just a living person?" β
"Die first and then speak, speak first and die, or say not to die first." Qi Chengyi asked interestingly, "Which one do you choose?" β
"I ...... I ......" Chen Xuenian was sweating profusely on his forehead, gritting his teeth and said, "I won't say anything about my death, as for whether you can find out after I die, that's your ability!" β
After saying this, Chen Xuenian was just about to hit the wall and kill himself.
"Chu Jinhuai?" Qi Chengyi's voice was extremely indifferent.
Chen Xuenian stopped abruptly and stared at him with wide eyes, his face full of disbelief.
Confirming his conjecture from his expression, Qi Chengyi sighed, shook his head and said:
"Dean Chu's students are so weak and incompetent, they have been hiding in this earth courtyard for ten years, why? Didn't you want to avenge your teacher? Chen Xuenian? β