Chapter 59 Thousand Silk Mounds Deconstructed
Zhou Jiming immediately stepped forward, raised his hand, and placed it in front of Shao Yanzhe: "Okay, okay! I'll go first!"
Chen Yunhe, who was pushed aside, was somewhat dissatisfied, but he could only wait for the next person.
As for whether he was used as a guinea pig in experiments?
It doesn't exist!
They just complain about why they weren't the first one!
Zhou Jiming glanced at the people beside him, his eyes filled with smugness.
Shao Yanzhe used his left hand to hold his hand still, while his right hand held the jade hairpin pen. White literary energy condensed at the tip of the pen, and he wrote a literary character directly on the back of his hand.
As the written characters appeared, a green willow leaf slowly appeared on the back of Zhou Jiming's hand, surrounded by an ominous black aura.
"So this is the mark of a yokai!"
The others stared curiously at the willow leaf that had appeared, their eyes filled with wonder; it was the first time they had ever seen something surreal.
“That’s right. The mark of a monster should be related to what its true form is. Mr. Liu’s true form is a willow tree, so his mark is a willow leaf.”
While guessing, Shao Yanzhe observed the condition on the back of his hand.
With the appearance of the willow leaves, a fierce reaction occurred between them and the literary characters. The black energy and white light intertwined and consumed each other.
Only after the literary style and words were completely swallowed up did the black mist on the willow leaves calm down.
Shao Yanzhe calculated that one literary energy character consumed about one-thousandth of a willow leaf. In other words, to completely consume this willow leaf mark, it would take another nine hundred and ninety-nine literary energy characters.
The literary energy within him could only support him in condensing two thousand literary characters, but there were seven marks that he needed to remove. Xuan Yao needed to expel the demonic energy of the willow tree within his body.
If he has enough time, he can remove two in one day and remove them all on the fourth day.
But with only two days left until the test, there was simply not enough time.
Moreover, besides them, there were many other scholars who were also caught up in this, and they too needed to be rescued.
Therefore, removing the mark will not work.
As Shao Yanzhe pondered these things, his hands moved swiftly, condensing literary characters and consuming the willow leaf mark on the back of Zhou Jiming's hand.
By the time the willow leaf mark on the back of his hand had completely disappeared, it was already broad daylight outside the window.
"Alright, it's getting late. Let's all go and rest. We're all very tired, especially Brother Shao. We can continue later after we've rested and recharged."
Seeing that the others were getting restless, Wen Yanqing stepped forward and interrupted their idea of removing the mark right now.
They glanced at Shao Yanzhe and noticed the weariness in his eyes and brows, so they all agreed.
"Alright, Brother Shao, you should get some rest. Mr. Liu didn't ask us to attend class today."
Shao Yanzhe nodded; he was indeed very tired.
He stood up and saw Chen Xuyan sitting behind him.
"Brother Zhou, I'd like to trouble you to find a room for this Brother Chen."
Zhou Jiming glanced at Chen Xuyan and nodded, saying, "Okay, no problem."
Shao Yanzhe was really tired. He carried Xuan Yao back to his room, and without even washing up, he took off his coat and fell asleep immediately.
When I woke up again, it was already late afternoon. Golden-red light shone in through the window, making the whole room warm and cozy, which looked extremely comforting.
After lying down for a while, he got up to wash up, carried Xuan Yao into the front hall, and noticed that the atmosphere inside was a bit strange.
The people inside were divided into two groups. Chen Xuyan sat alone on one side, while Zhou Jiming, Liu Mingyuan, and a few others sat on the other side. The groups appeared clearly separated, with a hint of confrontation brewing.
Shao Yanzhe was a little hungry and, ignoring the strange atmosphere between them, asked, "Have you eaten?"
"I've already eaten! Are you hungry, Brother Shao? I brought you some wontons when I went out earlier, I'll go cook them for you now!"
Chen Xuyan immediately stood up to make a move, but was stopped by Zhou Jiming.
"Brother Chen, you don't need to do it. I'll cook it for you. You're a guest, how can you let a guest do it?"
Chen Xuyan disagreed: "No need, I'll go!"
“I’ll go!” Chen Yunhe stepped forward and said.
"Need not!"
Chen Xuyan and Zhou Jiming quickly stopped Chen Yunhe, and then they saw Liu Mingyuan stand up and, without thinking twice, also stop him.
When Wen Yanqing and Su Yuheng saw them like this, they stood up and tried to pull them apart.
But when those people saw that the two of them had also stood up, they united their forces and dragged the two of them into the melee.
Shao Yanzhe and Xuan Yao, standing at the door, looked at each other in bewilderment.
Shao Yanzhe: ...
What's this?
Is this how my words caused six people to fight me?
No need!
There's really no need for that.
Shao Yanzhe was speechless. All they wanted was for him to help remove the mark, there was really no need for that!
He watched for a while, then, clutching his rumbling stomach, went to the kitchen, cooked himself a bowl of wontons, and brought it out to find the group still arguing.
He first filled a bowl with dried fish for Xuan Yao and placed it on a stool, while he took a small stool and sat at the door, eating and waiting for them to decide the winner.
As he watched, he realized something was wrong; it seemed that Chen Xuyan was being beaten by several other people in turns.
Shao Yanzhe: ...
Why does he look so pitiful?
Never mind, I won't watch it then.
He stood up and walked over to the stone table under the grape trellis in the courtyard, where he sat down and began to enjoy the food.
He had just finished eating when Zhou Jiming and the others walked over.
"Ahem, Brother Shao, have you finished eating?" Zhou Jiming asked.
Shao Yanzhe glanced at them and nodded, saying, "Yes, you've finished eating, and you've finished fighting too?"
Upon hearing this, a look of embarrassment flashed across their faces.
Wen Yanqing and Su Yuheng, in particular, looked around, wondering why they had ended up fighting themselves, since they were supposed to be there to break up the fight.
Shao Yanzhe's face remained expressionless, but he was actually laughing his head off inside. This was the first time he had ever seen these scholars, who always maintained a humble and gentlemanly demeanor, so unseemly.
But he dared not laugh out loud, otherwise he would definitely become the target of their collective attack.
He skipped over that question and started talking about the important matter.
"Who's next?" he asked.
Chen Xuyan glanced at Chen Yunhe and was about to speak when the other party spoke first.
“Brother Shao, we’ve decided not to remove the mark yet. We’re heading to the academy soon, so we think you should retain some of your literary talent to deal with any unforeseen circumstances.”
Others chimed in, "That's right, we think so too."
Shao Yanzhe turned to look at Chen Xuyan: "And what about you?"
Chen Xuyan nodded: "I think so too."
Shao Yanzhe glanced at them and agreed: "Alright, in that case, let's wait and see how to completely get rid of Mr. Liu later!"
"good!"
"Besides Brother Zhou, have you all entered the sect yet?" Shao Yanzhe asked.
Apart from Liu Mingyuan and Chen Yunhe, the other three nodded.
"Alright, I have a plan."
Tell me about it.
So, Shao Yanzhe gathered everyone together and they whispered among themselves.
As he spoke, everyone's expressions changed, and they looked at Shao Yanzhe with very strange eyes.
As darkness fell, a dark cloud drifted across the inky sky from time to time, and soon it was midnight.
The books that Liu Mingyuan and the others were studying diligently fell to the table with a thud, and they closed their eyes and slumped onto the table.
Zhou Jiming was astonished to see this scene. Had he collapsed so easily before?
He widened his eyes slightly as he looked at the people around him, and then his gaze met that of Shao Yanzhe.
Zhou Jiming: ...
Shao Yanzhe: ...
For a moment, the room was deathly silent.
Zhou Jiming pointed at Shao Yanzhe with a trembling finger, his voice stuttering.
"You, why are you still awake?"
Shao Yanzhe scratched his cheek in frustration, his eyes filled with confusion: "I don't know why I'm still awake."
Zhou Jiming looked at him and said, "So what should we do now? Should we still carry out that plan?"
Shao Yanzhe glanced at him speechlessly and said, "I haven't even gone in yet, how do you think the plan can be carried out?"
He was also impressed, since he could execute his plans perfectly in his previous life.
Why is it that in this world, his plans always fail the moment they begin to be executed?
He suddenly realized the reason.
This world is his nemesis!
Zhou Jiming chuckled awkwardly: "So what should we do next?"
Shao Yanzhe said irritably, "What else can we do but execute another plan?"
After he finished speaking, he wiped Xuan Yao's head, told him to take good care of Liu Mingyuan and the others, and then walked towards the door.
Zhou Jiming quickly followed behind, asking, "Brother Shao, you actually have a backup plan! What is it?"
Shao Yanzhe: "Just follow along, don't ask any other questions."
"Oh, okay." Zhou Jiming obediently shut up.
Shao Yanzhe gave him a satisfied look and continued walking out.
As for what plan?
Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore.
It is now midnight, and the city gates of Jiangzhou are already closed.
But Shao Yanzhe wanted to leave the city. After thinking for a moment, he took out the token that Han Yuzhang had given him earlier from his pocket to see if he could leave the city.
The soldiers guarding the city took the token from his hand, glanced at it, and then asked their superiors to confirm its authenticity. They then learned that he was allowed to leave the city.
Shao Yanzhe carefully put away the token with a complicated expression. He hadn't expected that the token Han Yuzhang had given him would be so valuable.
It seems I should find a time to return the token to Han Yuzhang.
The soldiers guarding the city glanced at the departing carriage, then thought for a moment and decided to go to the government office to pay their respects to Han Yuzhang.
"You mean, someone just took my token and left the city?" Han Yuzhang asked.
The city guard bowed and said, "Yes, sir."
After pondering for a moment, Han Yuzhang said, "Alright, I understand. You may go back now!"
"yes!"
Han Yuzhang watched the city guards leave, then remained seated, frowning and pondering for a long time, but he still couldn't figure out what Shao Yanzhe was doing leaving the city so late.
He couldn't help but think of the willow tree spirit that had marked him, and wondered if he had gone to find the willow tree spirit.
But how could that be?
The willow tree demon is at its strongest at night, so why would anyone go to their death at that time?
He's probably overthinking it.
Han Yuzhang smiled and stopped thinking about Shao Yanzhe's purpose in leaving the city. He yawned and went back to his bedroom to rest.
Shao Yanzhe and Zhou Jiming traveled in a carriage. It was pitch black outside, and they could only rely on the lanterns hanging on both sides of the carriage to see their surroundings.
Zhou Jiming kept staring outside, and the more he looked, the more familiar the place seemed. He turned his head to look at Shao Yanzhe, who was resting with his eyes closed in the carriage.
Where are we going?
Shao Yanzhe said with his eyes closed, "Since Mr. Liu doesn't want to see me, then I have no choice but to go see Mr. Liu myself."
It seems they never went to Mr. Liu's academy at midnight.
Perhaps, going to see now might yield some unexpected results.
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