Chapter 176 Secret 07
Tong Mian was stunned for a long time, looked back in fear, turned around and said: "Mo Zhixian, do you want to die? Do you know what you are saying?!"
Mo Zhixian said coldly: "I know."
"Then why are you talking?! What if someone hears it?"
Mo Zhixian: "Nothing to do."
Tong Mian was so angry looking at his unyielding face, "Okay, you are brave, aren't you afraid of being like Wu--" He stopped talking halfway, his face was a mixture of blue and white, looking really ugly.
Seeing that he was in a dilemma, Mo Zhixian said it for him, "Like what? Like Wu Yeming?"
Tong Mian: “…”
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have compared you two. He is him, and you are you. No matter what, you shouldn't be compared to him..."
Mo Zhixian asked, "Do you also think he is a traitor?"
Tong Mian said in horror: "Isn't it?... Don't tell me this is another secret hidden by the academy, I really can't bear it!"
Mo Zhixian smiled and shook his head. "Forget it. It doesn't matter whether he is or not. Anyway...he has already been judged dead in the academy. His family members are also condemned by everyone and can't raise their heads."
Yes, these things have already happened, what’s the point for these two kids to argue about it anymore.
Tong Mian couldn't help but look at the ghost head Xiaowu. He was still lying on the ground, motionless, with the huge ghost head upside down on his shoulders, making his body look narrow and small, and the exposed skin was covered with old wounds.
He knew that the Wu family was in a bad situation in the academy, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult.
"It was clearly many years ago that Wu Yeming defected from the academy." He sighed, "I wasn't even born at that time. If Guitou Xiaowu and I had exchanged our lives in heaven, I might be the one suffering all this today."
"It happened many years ago..."
Mo Zhixian suddenly laughed, "You just asked me why it was Jiang Yuelu. If you knew the cause and effect of Wu Yeming's defection from the academy, you would understand--"
As he was speaking, there was a sudden movement on the other side of the stone table.
There was a rumbling sound, like the sound of a formation being closed. As the sound gradually faded, the other side of the stone table finally stopped looking like a solid stone wall, and the spacious hall was restored to its original appearance.
Tong Mian said strangely: "My uncle has shut down the formation...Have they finished talking? So soon?"
Xia Yi came out first. Seeing him with his back to him, Tong Mian was a little surprised because he didn't see Jiang Yuelu. He stood up and was about to ask, but Xia Yi suddenly turned around and said, "You took Jiang--"
Tong Mian looked at Jiang Yuelu who was sleeping in Xia Yi's arms in a princess hug and fell silent.
Xia Yi: "Jiang what?"
"Nothing, nothing. Is he okay? Why hasn't he woken up yet?"
Tong Mian saw Xia Yi staring at him motionlessly without answering, and felt really scared. Finally, he heard him speak: "Your name is Tong Mian?"
Tong Mian felt deeply moved.
Similar to: The great Ghost King actually remembered my name.
He nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes!"
Xia Yi: "Come with me."
Tong Mian: “Ah?”
The Ghost King spoke fluently and walked quickly, as if he had no intention of staying here any longer. He quickly stepped out of the door like a red cloud and disappeared into the night.
Only the voice came through the wind and floated into Tong Mian's ears, "Take away everyone related to him."
"Related to him?" Tong Mian scratched his head and looked at Leng Wenhan. This person definitely counts. "What about the others? Where's Guitou Xiaowu? And Mo Zhixian... Are you all coming with me? Oh, my uncle! I still need to tell him, right?"
Mo Zhixian propped himself up and said, "Go and report to Vice Dean Tong. I will take them to catch up with Jiang Yuelu."
Tong Mian: "No, brother, are you really going? That's the Ghost King, aren't you afraid?"
Mo Zhixian: "I have something else to say to Jiang Yuelu. I won't look for the Ghost King."
Then you are in even greater danger. Tong Mian looked at him sympathetically, thinking that this simple young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes had not yet seen the true nature of the man and the ghost.
"Then I'll go find my uncle first, and we'll keep in touch at any time!" After saying that, Tong Mian turned to the other side of the stone table like a gust of wind.
When they met again, it was almost sunrise.
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The morning light has not yet fully risen, and the night is shrouded in a thin and sharp edge.
Xia Yi stood in front of the towering building. His figure seemed too small compared to the double-eaved building, but the inexplicable domineering aura made the giant building flying into the sky feel suffocated.
He tilted his head slightly and asked Tong Mian, "What's going on?"
Tong Mian answered reluctantly, "Leng Wenhan's injuries were not serious to begin with. He woke up on the way. Xiao Wu also woke up just now. Now all that's left is..."
Xia Yi looked at the stone platform behind him. Jiang Yuelu was lying on it with a calm expression, as if she had fallen asleep.
After a while, Xia Yi turned around and said, "You go in first."
"Ah? Oh...oh, okay." Tong Mian turned around and pulled up Leng Wenhan, who was kneeling in front of the stone platform in a daze. "Let's go. Jiang Yuelu will be taken care of by someone."
On the other side, Mo Zhixian also stood up silently and looked around.
After Guitou Xiaowu woke up, he disappeared from everyone's sight, but Mo Zhixian knew that he should still be here. The Mo family and the Wu family were closely connected, and one generation of elders had planted a spell of scent and trace between each other. Since then, only the two families could detect each other's traces in the vast sea of people.
When he sensed Guitou Xiaowu, the other party could also sense him.
Tong Mian shouted to him from a distance: "Let's go, go inside the building."
He responded and joined them inside the building. Tong Mian said, "Aren't we waiting for Xiao Wu?"
Mo Zhixian shook his head, "No, if he wants to follow me he will follow me, and he has nowhere else to go now."
Tong Mian felt extremely sympathetic, "Xiao Wu is really pitiful."
Mo Zhixian gave him a strange look, and Tong Mian asked, "Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?"
Mo Zhixian said nothing.
But overnight, Tong Mian started calling him "Xiao Wu". Should we say that he is simple-minded or that he has no tact?
Each of them had their own thoughts, and they silently stepped into the high threshold. The door separated the inside and outside of the hall like two different worlds. Everyone felt a gust of cool breeze, which was mixed with a little strange wood fragrance.
There was a statue in the hall, which was a scene that the gods had seen. When looking at the statue, no matter how complicated and chaotic one's mood was, it would slowly become calm. Everyone stood there for a short while, feeling relaxed as if their worries and sorrows had been wiped away.
Tong Mian whispered, "Is this our great god?"
Leng Wenhan stared at the statue in silence and complexity.
Mo Zhixian said: "It is said that there are only two statues left in the academy. The rest were all broken in the battle between witches and ghosts many years ago. Now, the location of one of them is only known by the deans, and the other is the one in front of us, placed in this...secret place."
Tong Mian: "Well, since it's such a secret place, wouldn't it be inappropriate for us to just barge in like this?"
Leng Wenhan: "Haven't we made enough mistakes?"
Everyone was silent.
Suddenly, Tong Mian burst into laughter. The others looked at him in confusion. He slowly stopped laughing, "It's nothing for me. I'm just a hopeless student. But you and Leng Wenhan, both of whom are highly regarded by teachers and parents, are more calm than me when you made a big mistake."
After speaking all this in one breath, Tong Mian paused.
"In fact, it's much more fun to fool around with you guys than to be a nerd who only knows how to read and write."
Mo Zhixian said mercilessly: "We didn't come here to play. This place contains many secrets of the academy. We would never be able to enter under normal circumstances."
He condemned Tong Mian with a look that said, "You should cherish everything you have worked so hard to get."
Tong Mian: "I know, I know, I'm just expressing my happiness. Don't act like a chairman and scold me. It really spoils the fun."
Mo Zhixian ignored him and quickened his pace.
Tong Mian: "Hey, don't walk so fast! What's the rush?"
Mo Zhixian was really anxious. He had wanted to come to this place for a long time.
He couldn't resist this kind of ancient site where "a large amount of secret information can be checked at one time". Jiang Yuelu asked him why he knew so much, and he actually got it from his investigations over the years.
However, generally speaking, the inside information he wanted to know was non-public content and could not be retrieved in the library. Moreover, if any traces of dangerous word searches were found, the system would most likely report it to the dean and the elders of each tribe.
At first, he thought that the deans had deliberately concealed this part of historical information, and he was tormented by this for a long time.
On the one hand, his long-term education made it impossible for him to justifiably dislike the dishonest behavior of his elders, but on the other hand, he sincerely wanted to know the truth that was hidden behind it.
He had a very miserable time during that period.
But later, with the arrival of a secret letter, his trapped situation changed.
He would never forget the night the letter arrived.
It was a very ordinary school day. He finished a day's patrol and returned to his room exhausted. After reviewing the next day's homework, he was about to fall asleep when he heard an ancient and distant chanting floating from the window. He got up in a daze and followed the sound all the way to the window, where he saw the clear moonlight illuminating a black letter.
At first he mistook the letter for an acceptance letter from the college.
Later I discovered that the materials were similar and they both had the same wood scent, but the sizes of the envelopes were completely different, and there were no secret symbols of the academy on them.
When he opened it, he saw simple words scribbled on the black letter paper. The more he read, the less sleepy he felt. Those records involved contradictions that had puzzled him for a long time since he was a child. The other party explained the hidden secrets of each period of history clearly as if he had experienced these things himself.
After reading the letter, he carefully burned it.
After a sleepless night, the next day, the teachers taught as usual and the system did not ask for his name. He gradually became sure that the writer's intuition was correct.
The other party did not mention that he would burn the letter after reading it. He was afraid that the college would find out so he made preparations in advance.
Unexpectedly, there was no need to do this. A letter from an unknown source fell beside a student's window accompanied by a mysterious chant... No one in the college noticed it, not even the system.
Did the sender know this would happen, so he felt confident?
From then on, one secret letter after another came to his window with the bright moon, solving many mysteries of the academy for him. The other party did not mention his name, nor did he write his name on the letters. He seemed to be just interested in passing by a place and spreading secrets everywhere. He did not care how much turmoil these secrets would bring to the academy.
That must be a very strong person, or a very strong force. Mo Zhixian was so sure.
When he began to suspect whether the other party had some plan for the academy, the other party sent him a secret letter, saying that he really shouldn't blame the elders of the wizard academy, they were far more pitiful than himself.
"They are not intentionally hiding the truth, but their eyes are gradually blinded and they can no longer discern the truth. Under deliberate control, they can only see what others want them to see."
"He" revealed a bigger secret.
“And all this is because of God.”
From then on, Mo Zhixian no longer hated the deans, but instead felt very sorry for them.
“Stop looking.” After hearing what Mo Zhixian said, Tong Mian finally turned around and followed him in two steps. “It makes no sense not to look at the legendary statue. If Jiang Yuelu were here, he would definitely say that this is the same as checking in at tourist attractions in the human world.”
Thinking of Jiang Yuelu's unknown situation, Tong Mian fell silent for a moment.
But Mo Zhixian, who was walking in front, said, "You don't know when the gods took your sanity away, so it's better not to watch too much."
Tong Mian: "You must be kidding. It won't hurt to take a look. It's just a statue."
Mo Zhixian: "How do you know if you are awake now? Maybe you didn't think that you were fine. Maybe you are really scared and don't want to look at the statue at all?"
Tong Mian almost laughed, "Don't I know my own thoughts?"
"That's exactly the truth, you may not know it." Mo Zhixian stopped him, "Perhaps sooner or later you and I will be controlled by the great gods, so cherish this moment of clarity. At least I don't want to argue with you about this right now."
While the two of them were talking, Leng Wenhan said nothing and just followed in the dim light.
After walking for an unknown amount of time or going deeper, they finally saw a small door in front of them.
The door was extremely small, and compared to the huge black walls around it, it looked like a grain of off-white sand.
It is like a white boat floating in the Black Sea, or a white house standing quietly in the Black Mountains.
The feeling of looking at it from a distance and looking at it up close are completely different. After walking for a long time, staring at the small door, an idea suddenly popped up in Tong Mian's mind.
Maybe that door is alive.
That's why it moves with their movements.
With subtle thoughts in mind, they slowly walked to the side of the off-white small door. Suddenly, a cold green fire rolled up three feet beside it. After the fire went out, Xia Yi appeared.
Leng Wenhan suddenly said: "No sound."
Tong Mian hummed, "What do you mean?"
Leng Wenhan looked at the flames that had not yet burned out, "Don't you remember that these green flames are always accompanied by sounds when they appear, but I didn't hear any just now."
Tong Mian then exclaimed, "I didn't hear it either."
Mo Zhixian walked to the door and knocked gently a few times, but the knocking sound that was expected did not come.
All the sounds seemed to be swallowed up somewhere else. This place was like a vacuum zone where the True White Eye and the Beige Gate were suspended.
"Then why can we still talk?" Tong Mian didn't understand.
Xia Yi's voice rang out, "You weren't talking. Before I came in just now, the three of you were like three mutes performing a pantomime."
Tong Mian: "This place is so weird..."
Xia Yi sneered: "Is it strange? If you really count it, this is something created by your Tong family."
Without waiting for Tong Mian's answer, he hugged Jiang Yuelu tightly and kicked open the solemn and majestic door that was filled with fairy air without any hesitation.
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