"Okay. Piao Xu took the bamboo slips in a box from the table, and the dean's eyes were staring.

"Piaofu, what are you trying to do here?" The dean was already a little anxious, as if he cared about the bamboo slips,

"What I hate the most is that someone plays hand-to-hand combat with me, it hurts a little, I heard that if you burn something, it has a good effect on pain relief and stasis" Piao said to the dean with a smile,

"Oh, if you want to burn it, you can burn it," the dean smiled at once, but the look in his eyes betrayed him directly,

"Okay, you're an elder, I'm a junior, wait for me for a while," Piaofu said really amazingly,

"You,"

"No, you ......" The dean actually saw that Piaofu really wanted to burn the bamboo slip,

"Dean, Li Bai's handwritten bamboo slips of "Shu Dao Difficult", you are disdainful, forget it, you don't care, I don't have to care," Piao Xu took the bamboo slips in his hand closer and closer to the sandalwood burner,

"Don't, don't, Piaofu, Piaofu, be merciful," the dean really couldn't stand it, today he also wanted to see Li Bai's "Shu Dao Difficult" on a whim, but he didn't expect it, but he almost let Piaoxu burn him,

"If you want to fight, I can fight with you, but you answer my question first," Piao Xu played with the bamboo slip in his hand, but when he saw the dean's footsteps moving forward gently, Piao Yu hurriedly approached the bamboo slip to the sandalwood burner,

"Don't have any eyes, I'm a little nervous, if I fall, it's your fault, and it has nothing to do with me. Piao Fu said with a smile on his face,

"Okay, Piaofu, you kid, you're really a thief, I didn't expect that I would also meet you little slippery, you ask, what's the matter, you ask," the dean didn't have any way, I didn't expect that this kid was such a chicken thief, I could only laugh,

"What do you have to do with my father?"

"Well, my father and I are good friends, and I recommended you to come to the academy," the dean was a little proud,

"Why?" asked Piaofu,

"Because I've seen your paintings and calligraphy, I think you're a good person, so I'm ready to recommend you to my academy," the dean smiled.

"Less bragging, you know what I mean,"

"What do you mean, I'm coming back exactly as you asked," a hint of cunning flashed across the dean's face,

"Looking for me to come to your academy, there must be something to ask me to come over to study? How is it possible," Piao Xu knew that there must be something in this academy.

"Hehe, the fluttering boy is really amazing, he is so smart, I didn't expect to doubt it so soon," the dean smiled,

"Say," Piao Fu replied directly,

"You've been here for a long time, and you've probably not heard anything yet, as long as you're here for a day, you'll know,"

"Why, you mean, there's going to be something going on here, right?"

"It's not going to happen, it's happening every time, especially in the first month of freshmanship, there are always four or five students who are brilliant in their martial arts and martial arts who die," the dean said helplessly.

"How many years has this happened?"

"It's been three years, and fifteen people have died," the dean's expression was also a little lonely, and this matter was also a piece of his heart.

"Oh, do you have any suspicions?"

"No, there is no clue at all, so, I can't help this matter, I have already investigated many people, but I can't do anything," the dean said softly,

"Now, you're just trying to let me, lure that person, or use me, catch that person, or those people," Piao Fu whispered and put the bamboo slip on the desk,

"Well, the old man, there is really no way, look at the world, so, it seems that there is only you," the dean shook his head helplessly,

"I, the people who are looking for me are all in trouble, this is the capital, and the headquarters of the six doors in the capital are here, how could they think of me, and besides, I am still the number one god in the world, Luo Wuyan, do you still need a milky hairy boy like me?"

"Luo Wuyan, Luo Wuyan has no choice, or what he said, and recently, your name is also well-known in the entire court, and he is not in the capital, so I can only look for you," the dean said very honestly,

"So, how did the fifteen of them die? Are there any common characteristics?" The dean had already sat down completely, and he was walking casually, gently stroking the books on the shelves with his fingers.

"The way of death is very strange, and besides, there is nothing in common between them, there are poor and destitute scholars, and there are also some noble princes and grandsons, if you really want to say that there is anything in common, there is also one," the dean took a sip of some warm tea in the teacup.

"What do you have in common?" asked Piao,

"Their studies are very good, but they are not quite excellent," the dean was a little embarrassed, in this way, it was really a bit ambiguous,

"So, among them, are there more liberal arts, or more martial arts?"

"There are more martial arts, and our Tianxia Academy is cultivating some champions in the imperial court and some generals and leaders who guard the frontier," the dean said;

"Okay, I'll be transferred to the martial arts class tomorrow, I want to go to the battlefield too," Piao Xu said with a smile,

"No need, I've heard your father talk about your character a long time ago, so I've already placed you in the martial arts class,"

"You're really thoughtful," Piao Fu smiled,

"There's no way, there's a big guy coming in this year, I must protect his safety, as for who he is, I think, I'll tell you when it's convenient later," the dean said with a smile,

"Okay, I won't do this thing," Piao Xi picked up a copy of "The Art of War" on the shelf and didn't even look at the dean,

"No, Drifting Boy, why are you ......" The dean was also a little anxious, this Drifting Floc's personality is really weird,

"I don't want to, besides, why are you looking for me, don't do it, it's too dangerous, I'll take care of you," fluttering through the book casually,

"Childe, the whole world is pinned on the body of the child, so, the old man begged the child, and I am the dean of this academy, but it has been three years, and I am also very sad when I see those students of mine dying in the academy," the dean's hands were trembling a little,