Chapter 171 Secret 02
Tong Mian lifted the curtain and found that not many people came to the pharmacy today.
Come to think of it, the monthly exam has just ended and the next exam is still a long way off, so students don’t have to go through systematic exam training, so they won’t get hurt.
Every time the pharmacy is crowded, it is the Shura period during the exam season.
Once they enter college, they have to worry about credits and exams. In this respect, they are the same as thousands of other students in the world...
However, there is one exception.
Tong Mian coughed twice unconsciously. The person on duty in the pharmacy looked up and saw that it was him. He naturally asked, "Where are you injured this time?"
Tong Mian pointed from head to toe, and then struggled to move to the bed and fell down. The person on duty did not dare to delay and immediately started to treat him. When he touched Tong Mian's clothes, he found that they were soaked with sweat.
"You can still make it to the pharmacy like this, it's really..."
Tong Mian lay there silently, without moving a single word.
From his perspective, there was a square block of light about an inch in size on the ground. The light from the sky fell through the square windows and landed not far away, where he could reach it with his hand.
Unfortunately, he couldn't even stretch out his hands at the moment. He could only be rubbed like a piece of mud, counting the ants on the ground and listening to the nagging of the people behind him.
"Your body is really troublesome." The doctor pressed Tong Mian's bones, not understanding how he managed to hold on. Just as Tong Mian was used to his own body, they also had to get used to this patient who would get injured from time to time.
“How could I not know whether it’s troublesome or not…” Tong Mian muttered softly, frowning from time to time.
He had dreamed of a beautiful fighting posture, but his weak body from years of falling had worn away his strong desire for challenge. As time went by, he no longer dreamed of rushing to the front to fight.
only……
He closed his eyes and breathed in the memory of that scene as if he were breathing a long-lost dream.
Tong Mian called out to the person behind him.
"What? Did I hurt you?"
"Have you ever thought that I can fly from one end to the other and intercept Mo Zhixian's attack at super fast speed." Tong Mian gestured the distance from a pharmacy to the door, which made everyone laugh.
"What are you laughing at? I can really do it."
The laughter still couldn't be stopped, and Tong Mian was too lazy to argue with him. After applying the medicine, he entered a long rest period. He woke up again because of the vibration of his mobile phone.
"Shit—I won't miss the time!"
The teachers had predicted that Jiang Yuelu and Leng Wenhan would be back this afternoon. Tong Mian was worried that he would oversleep due to the effects of the medicine, so he set several alarms.
He checked the time and it was fine.
Jiang Yuelu might have just returned at this time.
Tong Mian felt a little at a loss for a moment.
Will Jiang Yuelu contact him again... It was very exciting to fight side by side on the tail ship, but this time he left with Leng Wenhan but did not take himself with him.
Compared with Luoyinguan, he is still far from good enough.
He wasn't even an ordinary minor character. He had been holding them back most of the time on the stern ship... Tong Mian pinched the wound hard, and the pain pulled him out of his self-pity.
"No matter what, as a friend I have to go and greet them." Tong Mian muttered to himself as he prepared what to say when they met. "Hey, Jiang Yuelu, you have now defeated another great hero of the capital. What are you going to do with the homework you missed this time? Luckily I ran to your class and copied a copy by hand."
Tong Mian pulled the wheelchair over and planned to slowly push it over to pick up Jiang Yuelu and the others. After some trouble, he finally sat in it.
Just as I was about to wipe the sweat off my head, my phone started flashing again.
His eyes lit up.
It’s Jiang Yuelu!
He contacted me so quickly... He really hasn't forgotten me!
"Meet behind the library at midnight tonight."
The person on duty was busy outside when he suddenly heard a scream coming from the inner room. The person next to him asked in confusion, "Who is in there? What medicine did you give him that caused him so much pain? He even screamed out."
The person at the pharmacy: “I don’t know???”
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As soon as Leng Wenhan returned to the old house, the old housekeeper respectfully handed him a stack of lists, "This is the list of the families who need to be buried in the underworld in the next few days. Their birth dates are all written on it."
Leng Wenhan always dressed like a daughter in the old house. He opened his silent white eyes and quietly took the list, but the moment he reached out to touch it, he found nothing.
He looked up at the butler in confusion.
The old butler had been with him for a long time, his face was full of wrinkles, but his smile was softer and warmer than any young face Leng Wenhan had ever seen. At this moment, he took back the list and stared at Luo Yinguan.
"You are always happy every time you come back." The old man said with emotion.
In fact, it is difficult to tell any emotional change from that cold, expressionless face, but if you have seen how the "young lady" looks when she is truly happy, you will understand that he must have been reluctant when he took the list.
"Perhaps you yourself cannot realize that there is a big difference between what you really want to do and what you have to do because of responsibility." The old man said, "You couldn't see it before because you didn't have anything you wanted to do, so you didn't care about anything. But now you have it."
Leng Wenhan whispered, "What is it?"
The old housekeeper smiled and said, "You have questioned the hearts of so many ghosts. It is time to question your own."
Leng Wenhan raised his head, still looking at the lists, "...Is it okay?"
"Of course." The old housekeeper understood what he meant. "You have worked diligently over the years and have never missed a soul-searching session. A child of your age is still attending classes at the academy, participating in Vice Dean Tong's...what is that called? I can't remember it at the moment."
Leng Wenhan replied, "Examination system."
"Oh, yes, that's the name." The old housekeeper sighed, "I'm old now, and I still can't keep up with the pace of young people. When Vice President Tong first proposed this concept, he was criticized by a group of old deans at the time, and it also alarmed the group of old people in the library..."
He stopped talking and bowed his head slightly apologetically, "I said too much."
Leng Wenhan said: "You talk a lot because you are happy."
The old housekeeper said, "Yes, I am doing this to make you happy, young lady."
After the old butler left and Leng Wenhan was the only one left in the quaint mansion, he began to quietly ponder the butler's words. He was immersed in the state and was not disturbed by the outside world. He sat there for a long time, and the pink and white petals floating from the outer corridor fell on half of his body.
Suddenly, petals lightly fell on the wood-grained floor.
The motionless puppet beauty turned slightly and picked up the vibrating communication tool.
The old housekeeper is old and doesn't use this kind of tool. Leng Wenhan only saved one contact, and the familiar name was flashing on the interface, like a dazzling guiding star.
"Meet behind the library at midnight tonight."
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Midnight in the library.
Standing at the entrance of the museum, you can see the dormitory building opposite. The lights in each dormitory are stretched into empty spaces by the distant distance. After the clock strikes midnight, the bright grids go out one after another, and occasionally a few exclamations are heard.
The library is too quiet, and it is separated from the opposite side into two worlds.
Mo Zhixian silently stared at the dimmed academy light. If there was anyone here, they would be surprised by what they saw - the student union's traditionally strict president actually violated the curfew rules and secretly left the dormitory building in the middle of the night to meet someone in a remote library.
Standing opposite him was the person he was going to have a "secret meeting" with tonight.
Jiang Yuelu.
On either side of him, one on the left and one on the right, were two students with very different complexions and temperaments.
In terms of appearance and perception, Leng Wenhan and Tong Mian are both outstanding students, but it is the first time that Mo Zhixian looks at them with a perspective other than "student union president".
The former was cold and distant, with an aura of the underworld that kept away strangers.
The latter was sitting in a wheelchair, looking very sick, but his eyes were extremely bright.
If we have to find something in common between the two, it is that they... both seem to care about and trust Jiang Yuelu very much... Mo Zhixian thought calmly, maybe he really found the right person this time.
"Hey, can you please stop looking at me like that?" Tong Mian couldn't stand it anymore. He had been deducted many points by Mo Zhixian before, and he had already suffered psychological trauma. "Don't even think about deducting points from me this time. You violated the rules first."
To be honest, he never thought that the person who would appear tonight would be Mo Zhixian.
God knows how furious he was when he saw the student union president slowly walking up the mountain. He turned around and wanted to run but ended up knocking over his wheelchair... He should never think about this embarrassing thing again in his life.
Tong Mian really wanted to get back at this moment.
"What do you want to talk to our Brother Lu about?" After Tong Mian said this, he received two puzzled looks, one of which came from "Brother Lu" himself.
He used his eyes to comfort Jiang Yuelu and continued to deceive Mo Zhixian, "You also know that the three of us went to the tail ship together. That operation was very dangerous. If Brother Lu hadn't taken care of us, someone as powerful as me might have died on that ship... Of course, the great Lord Luoyin would have died too."
Leng Wenhan didn't even look at him.
"I heard from Brother Lu that you want to exchange information with him?"
He had so much to say that Mo Zhixian could only nod his head at this moment. Tong Mian said "oh" and continued to act as the spokesperson for "the all-powerful Lu Ge".
"Our intelligence... that is, Brother Lu's intelligence, was all obtained through real fighting in Ghost City. You said you want to exchange it, what can you give us? Let me make it clear first, ordinary student information will not work."
Mo Zhixian shook his head, "Not those."
Tong Mian's mind raced, "We can tell you that ghosts--"
"How many ghosts are there? Where did the ghost master come from? How was the ghost king born? I know all these without you telling me." Mo Zhixian suddenly said something earth-shattering, causing Jiang Yuelu, who had been thinking about the possibility of this matter, to raise his head abruptly. "I have been in the academy for many years, and the responsibilities I have undertaken make it very convenient for me to obtain information."
"There is a lot of private information that I'm sure you have never heard of, but I will share it with you today. This is my sincerity in talking to you."
Jiang Yuelu felt that her heart was touched by a certain word in his words, and even the tears on her neck felt slightly hot.
He smiled and said, "You are sincere in sharing your knowledge with me. I just wonder what price I have to pay to listen to the precious information you have accumulated over the years?"
"I want you to help save someone."
Mo Zhixian's words made Jiang Yuelu slightly stunned, "Save people?"
"It's not a big deal for you." Mo Zhixian paused, "He was sent to the academy prison for breaking the rules, and many people don't want to spare his life."
"The prison of the academy..." Tong Mian remembered, "The person who was imprisoned recently... Guitou Xiaowu, do you want to save him? Aren't the two of you incompatible?"
Mo Zhixian did not explain, but stood firmly and asked Jiang Yuelu for a promise.
Guitou Xiaowu...this name sounds familiar.
Xia Yi hung him on the mountain at the beginning. It seemed like a prank, but if he had no good feelings towards Guitou Xiaowu, he would have killed him the moment he offended him.
Jiang Yuelu made up her mind, "This is for you."
He gave a talisman to Mo Zhixian. Tong Mian was so jealous when he saw it that his eyes turned green. "You... you actually got it too. How ridiculous!"
"What is this?" Mo Zhixian was confused.
Tong Mian: "You don't understand, this is a very good thing!"
Jiang Yuelu turned around and chanted a spell, "Since this is very private information, of course we have to find a very private place. Well, welcome to this god's shrine. Mo Zhixian, you are the third one."
In a flash, the world around him had changed.
Mo Zhixian sat at a loss in the middle of the warm-colored living room, with Yan Lu's favorite stuffed toy leaning tightly against him. He looked around for a moment and quickly accepted the fact that Jiang Yuelu had a deity and a shrine.
"You accept it much faster than they do." Jiang Yuelu looked at him carefully.
Mo Zhixian nodded, "This is also included in tonight's intelligence."
"I'm looking forward to what you will tell me more and more." A top student who seems to be obedient, but actually rebelliously searches for many secrets behind the scenes. This makes Jiang Yuelu very curious about what Mo Zhixian's original intention and motivation for doing these things.
He vaguely felt that Mo Zhixian had found him specifically for this reason.
Perhaps their meeting in this shrine was not accidental.
He waved his fingers and turned the living room into a closed meeting room. Maybe the "system" was keeping its promise and was not inside the shrine at the moment, but he still wanted to be safe.
Inside the shrine, everything was as he wished.
The walls of the meeting room glowed with a cold purple light, making the people sitting opposite each other look cold and solemn.
"Qin Xue, Ji Hongcha, Jin Muxi, Cycas." Mo Zhixian read out the names of several city masters, "When you were fighting with them... did you discover anything when you passed through their ghost city?"
Jiang Yuelu: "What?"
"Tree God."
Their eyes met in silence.
Mo Zhixian said: "All the city masters are related to the tree god. This is the first secret of the night."
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