Chapter 590: Taoist Priest Changqing

There were only a few minutes left in this class, Jiang Beiyu chatted with them for a while, and finally the get out of class was dismissed.

It's snowing again today, especially early in the morning, at this time of winter.

There are still people who want to go out and play in the snow despite the biting cold wind.

But this group of people does not include these academic masters.

At this time of the day, the best thing to do is to stay in bed. It would be great if you can crawl out and attend class.

As soon as the get out of class is over, some people immediately walk to the next class to rest their eyes or rush to practice questions.

After all, it is the new college entrance examination policy.

Many students chose different subjects.

People like Du Zijin chose geography.

And what’s amazing is that the subject she usually gets the highest score in is geography.

He is often ranked among the top five in his grade.

However, this policy has not been implemented in Beijing for long. Su Nanzhi's class is the second one, and there are many students who have chosen physics, chemistry, biology, history, politics and geography.

However, for this group of competition students, the most important thing now is mathematics.

Even when math teacher Lao Xiong talks about the final difficult problem in class, he will use competitive thinking to solve the problem.

The two days passed peacefully. Some people packed their luggage, and everyone set off for the winter camp together in an orderly manner.

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In the dark corridor, someone walked with light footsteps. The cold wind brought with it drifting snow, which swept his robe. Even his hair was stained with flying snow, and his head was dotted with white spots.

But such a dark road also seems to bring more appropriate bleakness.

Finally, the figure stopped at a house.

He opened his mouth, but before he could even speak, he suddenly knelt on one knee uncontrollably, covering his chest with his hands, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He didn't even have time to take care of the wound on his body, but anxiously bowed to the closed wooden door and said, "Master, please spare my life. Changqing admits his mistake."

After Su Nanzhi killed Yan that day, the two Taoist priests who were sent to the hospital became hermit masters who could only be contacted on the Xuan Network.

As for Taoist Master Yun Qi, a lucky man who has experienced such danger but can be said to be almost unscathed, he will be able to be discharged from the hospital soon.

But unfortunately, the assistant he brought with him was the first person to rush out after the sacrificial formation was broken and the door of the room was opened, and he suffered bad luck.

According to what Feng Rui and Qin Luoshu saw, when they rushed out, they saw him lying in a pool of blood, twitching all over, but they were lucky enough to be rescued.

It can be said that it was a life-or-death situation.

Because he had been issued a critical illness notice when he was in Beijing People's Hospital, Feng Rui, with his wealth, spent a lot of money to invite a highly respected expert from the United States to perform another surgery on him, which barely brought his life back from the brink of death.

As for Taoist Master Changqing, his injuries were neither serious nor minor. In short, he was discharged from the hospital after his injuries were not serious.

And then, it is now.

When his wounds had not yet fully healed, he knelt down in front of a wooden door in such a deserted alley and begged for mercy.

After a while, he seemed to hear some little ghosts laughing in his ears.

More than one.

“Hehehe…”

The little ghosts squatted on the edge of the wooden door with their hands and feet, looking at Taoist Changqing, grinning at him with their fangs showing, as if they were laughing at him.

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