Su Mu turned his head to look at Lin Jian'e, his lips moved slightly, and he also used the sound transmission technique to ask: "I told you, can you keep it a secret?"
Lin Jian'e immediately assured: "Of course I can. I'm tight-lipped. If you don't believe me, I can swear an oath with a sword."
Su Mu smiled and said, "I'm the same as you."
Lin Jian'e was a little stunned, thinking, how are you and I the same? You are a man and I am a woman, whether it is the physiological structure or anything else, we are different, okay! For example, when it comes to wearing clothes, I like to wear skirts, do you wear them?
But she quickly realized that Su Mu was talking about someone who could keep a secret just like her.
"I won't ask anymore." Lin Jian'e guessed that Su Mu had probably made a vow, so she didn't embarrass him. She just said, "Principal Wen is so nice to you, and you're not even his student yet... Hey, is this what it means to be close to the next generation?"
"Didn't your teacher say anything to you?" Su Mu asked.
Lin Jian'e's teacher, Nie Yinniang, director of the Flying Sword Department, was also on the bus.
"She just told me to behave myself, not to ask about things I shouldn't ask about, and not to show off when I shouldn't."
"Listen to your teacher, she is right!" Su Mu said solemnly.
Although Nie Yinniang did not tell Lin Jian'e what kind of operation this was, these two reminders were very important.
After a pause, Su Mu continued, "You don't have to worry. Principal Wen and the others will definitely tell you about the operation later."
Lin Jian'e nodded and said no more.
What Su Mu didn't expect was that Principal Wen was also very cooperative. As soon as he said this, Principal Wen spoke and briefly explained the situation to the students on the bus:
"I believe everyone has seen that you were not summoned here to serve as substitutes for the Xiuzhen University Games, but to carry out a more important mission. The reason why you were selected was after careful consideration by the school. Your grades and talents are among the best among the students in each department..."
Before Wen Wubin's speech, the students on the bus were quite nervous. But when they heard that those who were qualified to participate in this mission were all the best in their departments, their nervousness was replaced by pride.
Someone else said, "Principal Wen, teachers, please rest assured that we will definitely carry out this mission well and will never let you down! I just don't know what mission we are going to carry out this time?"
Su Mu noticed that several teachers on the bus cast their eyes on this student.
Perhaps he wanted to perform actively, but now it is unclear whether he performed well enough. He was noticed by the teachers and listed as a key observation object, which was a success.
But this kind of special attention is probably not what he wants.
Wen Wubin also glanced at this classmate.
"The specific mission will be told to you when you arrive. I have a piece of advice for you: don't ask about things you shouldn't ask about, just do your own mission. In addition, this mission is somewhat dangerous, so be careful and don't be careless. Do you understand?"
"clear!"
The students on the bus answered in unison.
The student who wanted to show off before seemed a little embarrassed.
Tushan Mimi looked disappointed, pulled Sumu and whispered, "Boss, we are really not going to participate in the Xiuzhen University Games this time?"
Su Mu knew what she was disappointed about, and said with a smile: "This is a confidential mission. Isn't it more exciting than the Xiuzhen University Games? Aren't you determined to be a sword cultivator? This is more in line with the style of sword cultivators to eliminate violence and protect the good."
“That’s right.”
Tushan Mimi's eyes suddenly lit up, and the disappointment in her heart was swept away. She even began to fantasize that if she made a contribution in this operation, she would definitely make the tribe proud of her. Maybe in the future, the little foxes in the tribe would regard her as an idol and learn from her.
At that time, I, Tushan Mimi, will definitely become the big sister of the Tushan fox clan!
Maybe my name will go down in history and be remembered by generations of clansmen... Hehe, just thinking about it makes me feel so awesome!
Although Su Mu didn't know what Tushan Mimi was thinking, but from her reaction, he knew that her second year syndrome must have come back.
He raised his hand and patted Tushan Mimi's little head, saying, "What are you thinking about? You're drooling! I'm warning you, this operation is definitely not ordinary. When you get there, be honest and don't cause any trouble, or I'll let the Blood Corpse God spin silk and tie you up like a pupa."
Several bloody corpse gods crawled out of the bag he was carrying and waved their little claws at Tushan Mimi, as if greeting her, or as if saying, "That's right, if you don't obey, we will tie you up."
Only then did Tushan Mimi understand the reason why Sumu carried the backpack.
She first made a face at the little blood corpse gods to scare them, and then asked in confusion: "Boss, why did you bring them with you? They have just hatched and are very weak. What use can they be? Hey, do you think you are hiring child labor?"
Su Mu said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? I didn't pay them wages, so how can it be considered as employing child labor? Besides, they treat me as their mother. Isn't it natural for them to work for their mother?"
"You are definitely not employing them, you are directly exploiting them. And you still have the nerve to call them their mother or stepmother..."
Su Mu glared at her and snorted, "If you keep complaining, I'll peel you too, believe it or not? Why didn't I realize before that you talk so much?"
Tushan Mimi muttered, "If you stay in the kitchen every day to practice knife skills, you will talk too much!"
"What? Are you complaining that I gave you too much work?" Su Mu asked.
"How is that possible! What I love most is work, and what I love most is practicing knife skills... Boss, are you satisfied? Can you put away the kitchen knife now?"
Tushan Mimi looked at the kitchen knife hovering in front of her and trembled.
Su Mu put away the kitchen knife, cast a soundproof spell on him and Tushan Mimi, and then said: "Although these blood corpse gods have just hatched, the silk they spit out is no worse than that of adult blood corpse gods, and is even better. After all, before they hatched, they took advantage of a lot of my dragon blood, the spiritual energy of the dragon beads, and directly absorbed a lot of dragon saliva. Maybe they can come in handy, so I bring them with me just in case."
"Then why did you bring me along?" Tushan Mimi asked, with an expectant look on her face, hoping to hear praise from Su Mu.
"Didn't I bring you along to watch the Xiuzhen College Students' Games? Who knew something like this would happen?" Su Mu didn't let her do what she wanted, otherwise she would be so cocky and something bad might happen.
Tu Shan Mi Mi said angrily: "I don't believe you. You must have known that we are not going to participate in the Xiuzhen University Games this time, otherwise why would you have said so much before leaving?"
"I didn't realize you're quite smart."
"I am Tushan Fox!"
Su Mu laughed and thought, "So what if you are a Tushan fox? I don't think you are very smart." It can be seen that even fox spirits are not necessarily cunning.
Then his expression became serious, and he warned, "I'm going to remove the soundproofing. Remember, this mission is not ordinary, don't try to be brave, follow me and don't run around, I don't want to bring your body back."
"I understand." Seeing that he was serious and realizing the seriousness of the matter, Tushan Mimi nodded in response.
After several hours of high-speed driving, the bus slowed down.
Although the students in the car could not see the situation outside, they could guess from the change in speed that they had entered the city.
I just don’t know which city we entered?
At this time, two teachers stood up.
"After you get off the bus, remember what Principal Wen told you not to ask about things you shouldn't. Now we will cast a micro-illusion on everyone to change your appearance and temperament. After it's over, everyone look at each other and remember each other's new appearance. Don't make any mistakes."
Giving students a makeover was also a carefully considered measure.
Since there was a traitor in the School of Life in the school before, the information of these students who have top grades and talents in each department might have been passed back to the School of Life by the traitor a long time ago.
If they are not allowed to change their appearance, it would be bad if they were seen by members of the School of Life Studies who had read these materials, which would arouse suspicion and vigilance.
Both teachers were experts in magic tricks, and they quickly used micro-magic to change the appearance and temperament of everyone on the bus. Even big guys like Wen Wubin, Nie Yinniang, and Liao Shuan were no exception.
The students looked at each other, asked questions, and memorized each other's new appearance.
They are all cultivators. They cannot claim to have photographic memories, but their memory is much better than that of ordinary people.
After everyone confirmed each other's identities, Chun Huyue took out a box made of pure silver.
The box is covered with mysterious runes, which make people know at a glance that the things inside must be extraordinary.
Chun Huyue said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, I will stamp everyone one by one later, so that you will have a rune that can hide the fluctuation of spiritual power. This rune will be effective within 24 hours. However, this magic tool for stamping has some side effects. Don't worry, it's not serious."
The students suddenly realized what was going on, and someone asked, "Teacher Chunhu, is the thing in the box a divine item?"
"That's right." Chun Huyue nodded: "Number: Qingzang 4701. Does anyone know what it is?"
A girl sitting in the front row of the bus raised her hand and said:
"It's the Mengji seal. It was discovered at an archaeological site in southern Sichuan fifty years ago. Experts in weapon repair have determined that it was made from Mengji's skull, hence the name. After infusing this seal with spiritual power, it can stamp runes, which can greatly reduce the spiritual power fluctuations emitted by living things. But because it is stained with the chaotic aura of a certain god, it has side effects. The side effect is... the person who is stamped with the seal will feel severe pain."
"To be precise, it is unbearable pain that can make you pass out. Don't worry, it's just pain and it won't cause any other harm to you."
Chun Hu Yue said with a smile.
Her smile made the students on the bus shudder.
Who the hell can let go of this?
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