The time returned to the early morning of the eighteenth day of late spring, that is, when Su Ci was arrested by the Taichu Sect.

There is rain in the White River today.

The rain washes over every street in the town of Baihe, and this town is built on both sides of the Baihe River, hence the name.

It is located in the east of the kingdom, adjacent to the Yellow River, the largest river in China, and is home to the Yuyuan College, which has gradually gained fame in recent years.

Yuyuan College, located on Dongzhi Street, has not yet opened at this time for some reasons, and it is quite cold in front of the courtyard, but Gu Fen's eyes are very bright as the dean.

Although the rain was not heavy, it washed away the dust that had accumulated on the roof for three days.

But there was still a bit of gloom in his bright eyes, and he looked at the letterhead in his hand again, which was an excellent plum blossom note, and everyone knew that the letterhead he used was plum blossom paper.

There was only one line of small words on the note: "The dog left home three days ago, and if he looked for Mr., Mr. Wan Wang told him to go to his mother's worries." ”

This is a letter from Su Ci's father, and he had already received it the day before yesterday.

At this time, a scholar on the street held an umbrella, stepped through the stagnant water quickly, and came to Gu Fen, he shook the rain on his body, saluted and said, "Sir, I have searched all over and there is still no news of Senior Brother Su." ”

Gu Fen put away the letterhead, smiled gently at the scholar, and asked, "What about outside the city?"

The scholar said: "There is no one outside the city, Senior Brother Yang, they are still looking for it." ”

Gu Fen looked at the rain curtain in front of him, the mist in the mountains in the distance, and a trace of worry flashed between his elegant eyebrows.

Today is the second day that Duan Ming came back from the village of the Zhanmu Yu tribe, according to Duan Ming and others, the patriarch of the Jinmu tribe finally triggered the ancient village array, and the entire ancient village was burned to ashes by the fire.

During the search, they did not find Su Ci's body.

He has been teaching Su Ci for almost half a year, and now in the entire Baihe, many big people already know that Su Ci is his disciple, so he is in a very bad mood now.

"By the way, sir," said the little scholar, "I saw my brother in the tavern that he had sent a little Wang He. ”

Gu Fen nodded lightly, turned around and entered the hospital: "Sheng Lailou?"

"Yes. ”

Gu Fen didn't say anything more and walked into the academy.

The little scholar scratched his head and asked, "Sir, aren't you looking for it?"

"Prepare pen and paper," Gu Fen's tone was extremely calm, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

The little scholar's face was full of doubts, but the gentleman had his own ideas, and he just did it.

The light rain fell like a thousand thin silver threads, and with a meager chill in winter, no one knew why it was surprisingly cold today.

A piece of news that was enough to shake the imperial court flowed out of the first spring rain in Baihe Town in the sixth year of Yuan Qi,

The old master of Xilin School Palace has passed away, and Gu Fen, the last personal disciple left in the world, will continue to pass on the inheritance, and a new disciple will be accepted, named Su Ci.

The news was carried out of the town of Shirakawa by this rain and blown to Kyoto by gusts of wind.

Xilin, these two words represent the Dalin Empire, and the power of these two words sometimes even surpasses the emperor's holy decree, even if Donglin is rising now, Xilin's status is still unshakable.

Just because the students in the world are all Xilin.

Xilin began in the period of the Nine Kingdoms, founded by the Holy Master Nizi, and opened a school of teaching in a bamboo forest at the foot of the West Mountain, and gradually carried forward in the period of the Nine Kingdoms.

Sixty years ago, Linwang ruled the eight kingdoms, established Dalin, ascended to the throne of the emperor, Xilin Zhixue was accepted as one of the national studies, and the imperial court revised the books and classics, this decision was opposed by most of the Xilin school.

So the emperor summoned the world's highly respected Dahong Confucianism to enter the dynasty for revision, but many Dahongshi hated the pain of the emperor destroying the country and refused to enter the court.

The Xilin School began to break with the Human Emperor, and at the same time the Nine Witches Disaster broke out, and the Human Emperor killed many Xilin scholars who were united with the wizards, making the Xilin School completely hate Dalin.

After the emperor of the people to cut down the sky, to clear the miasma of Kyushu, and finally collapsed in the land of the hills, the divine power of God came, the Xilin school auxiliary theocracy, the new emperor to stabilize the country, the Xilin school for the orthodox national learning, only the Xilin people, can enter the court, and built the Xilin Palace.

In the first year of Yuan Qi, after the accidental death of Jia Wanzhi, the first apprentice of the old master, the position of the master of the Xilin School was contested, and Xilin fell into civil strife.

In the same year, Gu Fen took over as the dean of Yuyuan Academy, and since then I don't know how many pairs of eyes have been staring at the small Baihe Town and the small Yuyuan Academy.

With the outflow of this news, a pair of eyes left like this, and Gu Fen stepped out of the courtyard gate again and walked into the rain.

The scholar held him an umbrella and followed the gentleman's gaze at the rain that was pouring down from the eaves.

"Sir, can we go to the jujube shop on Xiang Street to buy dates together in the future?"

Gu Fen's eyes were as elegant as a mist and smiled, and he said calmly: "Of course not." ”

"Huh?" The scholar was disappointed but still saw a faint smile on the corner of Gu Fen's mouth.

Passers-by will say hello to Gu Fen, but Gu Fen, he stands in the rain like this, listening to the rain and watching the rain.

The people of White River had long been accustomed to this strange dean, and the scholar remembered the issues that had been discussed by many people in the academy recently.

So he asked, "Sir, will the rain be sad if you hide from the rain like this?"

Gu Fen's gentle eyes looked at the rain curtain and said, "I'm happy to be close to her, she is happy to be close to me, and we will all be very comfortable." ”

Xiao Daotong scratched his head, he didn't understand very well.

Gu Fen didn't explain, looking at the distant mountains, his calm heart still made waves,

"Let's go to Shenglai Building. ”

The little scholar who has been following Gu Fen knows very well that the gentleman with an elegant and gentle appearance is by no means a person who will not be angry, as half of the leaders of today's students in the south of the world, Gu Fen's anger, Xiao Sheng Lailou is unbearable.

He still remembered that after Senior Brother Qiu was killed in Beihai that year, Mr. violated the holy decree and slaughtered the Beihai Sea Lord alone, but in the end, the Beihai Sea Clan could only swallow his anger, and he still didn't dare to complain.

He didn't dare to imagine what Mr. would do if Senior Brother Su had another accident.

A quarter of an hour later, Gu Fen and the little scholar walked out of Shenglai Building.

Sheng Lailou is still there, and there is no accident, the little scholar thinks about it a lot.

It's just that the entire Baihe Town has moved under this spring rain, and there are many more portraits on the street, which are Su Ci.

Many cultivators moved one after another and began to look for a person named Su Ci.

After another quarter of an hour, Gu Fen returned to the gate of the academy, and the little scholar beside him had an extra basket in his left hand, which was filled with grapes, and his right hand held an umbrella for Mr.

A young man in a green shirt ran from the rain and saluted Gu Fen's back, "Holy Master, Mr. Su is in the Taichu Sect,"

Gu Fen said calmly: "When did you go, and how?"

"Mr. Su was besieged by a group of disciples of the Taichu Sect in Cilin Village, and was arrested by a disciple named Mingshan. ”

"Hmm," Gu Fen nodded slightly, his voice was as clean and neat as the spring rain outside the courtyard.