......

The corners of Li Fangxiu's mouth floated with a faint smile, his right fist burst out, the fist flickered, and the cold yin wind was violently set off, and the yin wind cut on the skin of the black-robed man like a blade, and the bones were cold, and the heart was painful.

Bang bang ...... The black-robed man also threw a punch, but his fist wind was swallowed up in an instant, and between the lightning and flint, Li Fangxiu's dragon-like fist light had already smashed on his chest.

The black-robed man was knocked to the ground, his shattered teeth mixed with blood spitting out.

Li Fangxiu, until death.

Soon, the black-robed man would never be able to move again.

Li Fangxiu flicked his sleeves, turned around, and moved his gaze away from the black-robed man's gradually cold and stiff body, looking at Xiao Che and the others.

Xiao Che walked up to the front and gave a deep salute: "Thank you, Lecturer Li." ”

Li Fangxiu stared at Xiao Che deeply and said, "Are you Xiao Che?"

Xiao Che nodded: "Yes." ”

Li Fangxiu smiled, his face was wrinkled, and his slightly swallowed voice seemed to contain some special meaning: "Oh, it turns out that you never listen to my class." ”

Xiao Che's face instantly became slender: "......"

He has always been full of reason, but he is speechless at the moment.

The smile on Li Fangxiu's face quickly dissipated like a mist in the sun, and he said in a cold voice: "Remember to come to class next time, otherwise it will ......."

"You do it at your own risk. ”

With that, he turned to leave, leaving a slightly stiff but extremely strong back to Xiao Che, who was in a messy mood.

Xiao Che was a little distressed.

This...... Is it an academic warning?

......

An inexplicable silence began to spread among Xiao Che's people, this silence was the silence of the excitement of the rest of the catastrophe - everyone couldn't help but think of something or some people before they died.

Everyone thought back to what they thought before they died, and they were worried about it, even if they couldn't break this kind of worry for the rest of their lives, what did they think?

Dazhi suddenly broke this calm: "Is Lecturer Li just leaving?"

Xiao Che looked at him and said, "Otherwise, what else do you want?"

Dazhi scratched his head: "No matter how you don't have to accompany us back to the study, what if there are still people from King Qi in front of you?"

This is a bit sincere.

Xiao Che: "......"

Mu Wan'er said: "Lecturer Li is a highly qualified lecturer in the study, and no one has ever been absent from his class, and no one wants to be absent, but it is ......."

As she spoke, her gaze glanced at Xiao Che intentionally or unintentionally.

Xiao Che laughed awkwardly and said, "I will definitely pay attention in the future." ”

After all, Lecturer Li has a life-saving grace with him.

......

Nanxi Study.

Back in the courtyard where they lived, everything here was still the same as before, no one disturbed them, and even the high-level people in the study who cared most about Bai Xuanxi's belonging had never set foot in Xiao Che's courtyard.

It's like a trip to Yinlu Mountain that quietly began, and then quietly returned to calm.

As for Bai Xuanxiao, whoever gets it belongs to whom, and no one, even the dean of the study or Yu Lao, has the right to ask, as if he has forgotten about this matter.

......

It was still the same dark night as usual, quiet and peaceful.

Winter is coming to an end, and the temperature is not too cold.

But Xiao Che couldn't sleep, he was thinking about things, this strange thing had been haunting his mind since he left the Sound Rhythm Mountain, and even when he faced the black-robed man and was on the verge of death, he still lingered in his mind.

Who is Mu Wan'er?

Mu Wan'er is the saintess of Nanxi Study-Xiao Che told herself over and over again.

With his current understanding of Mu Wan'er, this answer is obviously the only one and impeccable, but I don't know why, after going through Yinlu Mountain and his party, this confusion is buried in his heart - Mu Wan'er, who is it?

He didn't know, and he couldn't figure it out, so he couldn't sleep.

Xiao Che got up and dressed, walked out of the door, and sat alone in the courtyard full of moonlight, looking over the tall sycamore in the courtyard and staring at the clear moon.

Suddenly, there was a man behind him: "Give." ”

Xiao Che looked back, and his eyes suddenly lit up - a big wine gourd hung in front of him.

Looking at Xiao Che, whose eyes were a little dull, Xiao Hong smiled: "Go on." ”

Xiao Che's mind retracted, and he nodded hurriedly: "Oh, okay." ”

Xiao Hong took out a wine gourd from her bosom again, sat down beside him, raised her slender and white neck like a swan, star-like beautiful eyes stared at the moon with an inexplicable light, and said, "What do you think?

Xiao Che's eyes seemed to look into the distance through the moon, and he thought, "I'm thinking, who will Mu Wan'er be?"

Xiao Hong, who was drinking, choked, frowned lightly like willow leaves, and said, "She is not a study saint......"

She seemed to realize the uselessness of this sentence, and said, "What do you mean by that? Could she have any other identity?"

Xiao Che nodded and said, "I think there will be." ”

Xiao Hong was puzzled: "Why?"

Xiao Che said: "There is no reason, in short, after the trip to Yinlu Mountain, I found that she was a little weird. ”

Xiao Hong said: "What's the blame?"

Xiao Che scratched his head and said, "I can't tell, but it's really weird." ”

The voice suddenly stopped, Xiao Che shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Xiao Hong: "......"

After being silent for a while, Xiao Hong said, "Tomorrow there will be Lecturer Li's class." ”

Xiao Che's mind was still in the distance, and he nodded, "Hmm." As soon as the words fell, he suddenly came back to his senses and said, "Huh?"

Xiao Hong stared at him: "What's the matter?

Xiao Che scratched his head helplessly: "I promised to ask him to learn painting as soon as the old painter finished his trip to Yinlu Mountain." ”

Xiao Hong frowned and said, "But Lecturer Li ...... there"

Xiao Che pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Then there is no way, I can only skip class." ”

Xiao Hong said, "Have you forgotten what Lecturer Li said?"

Xiao Che smacked his lips: "It's difficult, it's difficult." ”

......

In the early morning of the next day, the faint morning light seemed to be like a spring water.

Before everyone woke up, Xiao Che had already tiptoed out of the courtyard and went to Changyang Street.

Xiao Che silently apologized in his heart: "Lecturer Li, I'm sorry. ”

The morning market on Changyang Street has opened, Xiao Che bought some breakfast, and filled up the wine he wanted to drink all morning, and then walked straight to the depths of the alley at the end of Changyang Street.

Before anyone saw it, the voice broke in along the window lattice: "Painting the old." ”

The old painter greeted Xiao Che and said with a smile: "Sit down." ”

Xiao Che put the things he bought at the morning market on the wooden table, then sat down on the side, and said with a smile: "Painting old, what are you learning today?"

The old painter smiled and waved his hand: "This is not in a hurry, you can talk to me about your encounter in Yinlu Mountain first, is there anything interesting?"

Xiao Che then briefly recounted what Yinlu Mountain and his party had seen and experienced, and then said, "That's it. ”

The old painter whispered: "The sound is the heart, and the sound is from the heart?"

He took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "It's a very profound artistic conception." ”

Xiao Che nodded modestly, arched the wine glass in his hand, and drank it with the painting elder.

The painter continued: "Can Bai Xuanxiao show me?"

Xiao Che took out the white Xuanxiao from his bosom and handed it to the old painter, and said with a smile: "Of course you can." ”

The old painter took it and played with it carefully in his hand, the whole body of this white flute is white jade, white and translucent, and the white jade is evenly diffused with granular spots, black as ink, and the black and white color is to set off the simplicity and elegance of this jade flute.

The painting elder's slightly cloudy eyes seemed to glow brightly, as if looking at a delicate picture scroll that had passed through the hands of countless skilled craftsmen.

Xiao Che smiled and asked, "Is the old painter also interested in the secrets hidden by Bai Xuanxi?"

The old painter's eyes froze, and he handed Bai Xuanxiao back to Xiao Che, and at the same time laughed at himself: "Where is there any interest, it's just a fresh picture, besides, where can my stupid brain understand it, but you are so smart, can't you see anything?"

Xiao Che smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I? I didn't find out either." ”

He thought for a moment and continued: "Besides, this kind of secret depends on opportunity and timing, and being in a hurry is not a solution. ”

The old painter nodded slightly: "That's what I said." ”

He smiled, and continued, "But when you discover this secret in the future, if it's interesting, you will definitely tell me about it." ”

Xiao Che nodded heavily and promised, "That's nature." ”

The painter stood up and said, "Okay, aren't you going to learn to paint? ”

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