Chapter 124 Easily solves page-turning and jumping problems
That night, the moon was bright and the stars were few. After another day of lessons, the young disciples slowly walked out of the classroom after their teacher left.
A girl with a double bun hairstyle, carrying books, walked hurriedly with her head down, turning into a secluded bamboo path in a few steps.
"Hey, Mo Jingshuang." A voice broke the silence.
The girl with her hair in two buns suddenly looked flustered, her head drooping repeatedly, and her pace quickened as if she were about to run.
"Hey, Mo Jingshuang."
This time, the voice appeared in front of the girl, along with a figure that blocked her path.
"You were in such a hurry to leave, you knew I was calling you, right?"
The girl raised her head, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes. Her trembling lips finally pressed tightly together. She hugged her head with both hands, slowly squatted down, and remained silent.
"Not going to say anything?"
"ha?"
"You think you're being wronged? I warned you long ago to pack your bags and get out of the sect. You still have the nerve to stick around?"
"You think you can escape just because Ji Mingran and the others are in front of you? You might escape the first day of the month, but you can't escape the fifteenth!"
The figure drew closer step by step, the bamboo forest filled with fireflies, and Chen Xian's gloomy face appeared in the hazy yellow light.
"If I go out, where else can I go?" The girl, crouching down, spoke in a weak voice filled with despair. She closed her eyes and sighed, "I'm going to die either way."
"Bah! I gave you a way out and you didn't take it, you asked for it!" A furious shout rang out, and Chen Xian raised his axe and brought it down straight down!
The wind howled overhead, and the girl finally couldn't help but sob, hugging herself tightly with her small arms and instinctively shrinking back.
Her skull wasn't split open with an axe. The girl opened her eyes.
"This..." Chen Xian's astonishment made the girl, who was curled up, raise her eyes in surprise.
The axe, cleaving through the air, was stuck three inches from her head. Chen Xian's face was contorted with rage as she strained, but the axe remained firmly in place.
He gripped the axe tightly with both hands, trying to lift it.
But the axe remained motionless.
"Who is it? Who is it this time?" Chen Xian's expression changed, and he muttered to himself, his eyes darting around as if searching for someone in the bamboo forest.
The girl, who was squatting on the ground, had pale lips. She looked up and followed his gaze as he moved around. The next moment, she suddenly sprang up and scrambled into the depths of the bamboo forest, abandoning even the books scattered on the ground.
"She got away again!" Chen Xian was so angry that he jumped up and down, trying to lift the axe with both hands and feet, but all his efforts were in vain, and the axe got stuck in mid-air and did not move at all.
"Who are you?!" Chen Xian roared. "Don't pretend to be a disciple. They've been away these past few days. Who are you? Get out here!"
"I'm here."
Suddenly a face popped out in front of him, and Chen Xian cried out "Waaah!" before his legs gave way and he fell to the ground on his buttocks.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a person hanging upside down from the bamboo branch he was standing on. The bamboo branch swayed back and forth, and the person hanging upside down on the bamboo branch also swayed back and forth.
"It's...it's you?" Chen Xian recognized the person and exclaimed in surprise, "What are you doing here?"
Something's not right. Chen Xian immediately realized that something was wrong with her.
Her face was rosy and her eyes were bright. Wasn't she just yesterday when Yu Tianxing knocked her out of the study hall, breaking her bones and causing her to faint again?
His younger brother then told him that she was still lying in the mud in the woods, so how did she end up here?
As if she understood his expression, her upside-down face broke into a grin, "It was all a lie!"
The taut, arc-shaped bamboo branch couldn't withstand the pressure and snapped back. The girl, who was hanging on it with her feet hooked, bounced up with the rising bamboo branch, gracefully flipped over, and stood steadily on the end of the bamboo branch, looking down at him with her hands behind her back.
Ji Mingran tilted his head slightly to one side, and the approachable smile on his face vanished in an instant: "You can't tell anyone."
A chilling glint appeared in his eyes as he gazed at Chen Xian, who trembled. "You... what exactly is going on..."
The axe in his hand suddenly loosened. He could bend it! Chen Xian was overjoyed. He immediately gripped the axe handle tightly, pulled it up forcefully, and threw it forward without thinking.
The axe whirled and spun in an arc, striking Ji Mingran in the blink of an eye.
"I got it!" Chen Xian's lips curled into a half-open smile, then froze.
Ji Mingran straightened his head, which was slightly tilted, and grazed the oncoming axe without sustaining any injury.
A handful of bamboo skewers appeared in her hand at some point: "Then it's my turn."
What was she going to do? The question had barely formed in Chen Xian's mind when a sharp bamboo skewer pierced through the air and pierced his face.
The excruciating pain of being pierced by the bamboo blade instantly filled Chen Xian's brain. He screamed and clutched his left cheek in agony.
He barely managed to let out a scream when another bamboo skewer pierced through his right arm and emerged.
"Ah!" Chen Xian clutched his right arm, but then he heard a series of whooshing sounds as three bamboo skewers were neatly embedded in his left leg.
"I won't tell! I won't tell!" Chen Xian stopped screaming and begged for mercy with his hands clasped together. "I won't tell anyone."
"You got it right." Ji Mingran clenched his fist and retrieved the bamboo stick that had flown out of his hand.
Chen Xian breathed a sigh of relief. He had answered correctly; he wouldn't be beaten. The pain had sharpened his senses, and he finally remembered the accurate response he was supposed to give.
"Dealing with you is actually quite easy for me," Ji Mingran said casually, lightly tapping the bamboo skewer with his fingertip.
"Please, please spare me! I promise I'll keep my mouth shut!" Chen Xian knelt down with a thud, crying and begging for mercy. "Please spare me, Master! I'll definitely take good care of you from now on, and I won't cause any more trouble for Mo Jing Shuang!"
The person before her was clearly far superior in strength and ruthless in her attacks. Her sudden appearance suggested either that she had offended her before or that Mo Jingshuang had caused the incident. Whatever the reason, if she couldn't win, asking for mercy was always the right thing to do.
Chen Xian's knees have always been weak. As long as he's alive, he'll fight another day. He'll go out and tell Mao Qingyun so that Mao Qingyun can deal with her!
"No, that won't work."
The three words, spoken lightly, caused Chen Xian's expression to change drastically. When he looked up, a dense net of bamboo sticks swept over him.
......
"Chen Xian has withdrawn from the sect?" Mao Qingyun paused, his hand holding the pastry stopped, and he looked at the messenger with a sinister gaze.
“Yes,” Jiang Chaoxing said. “He seemed to be greatly frightened. Since waking up, he has been clamoring to leave the sect. His family came and offered 500,000 spirit stones in exchange to take him back.”
"Hmph." Mao Qingyun said casually, "He's wise to stay. Let him leave if he wants. Did he say who did it?"
“No, everyone found him around noon the next day, and no one else saw him. I asked Mo Jingshuang, but she couldn’t explain it either. She only said that he was captured by Chen Xian, but managed to escape. As for Chen Xian himself, after waking up, he insisted that he lost consciousness after entering the bamboo forest.” Jiang Chaoxing shook his head.
“Thousands of holes in bamboo skewers, how could these junior disciples have such skill and ruthlessness?” Mao Qingyun’s eyes were dark and unfathomable as he put a piece of radish cake into his mouth.
“That junior sister had already fainted in the dense forest next door earlier.” Jiang Chaoxing’s voice was certain: “And I stayed by Yu Tianxing’s side for three days before and after Chen Xian’s accident. He was in deep meditation, so it couldn’t be him. I’m afraid Chen Xian has done something wrong and has offended someone.”
"No matter who it is, I've noted this down." With a pinch of his index finger and thumb, the cake between them crumbled to dust. Mao Qingyun laughed, "This time, there are a few fewer spots, which benefits those junior disciples who were supposed to be eliminated."
"How many? Wasn't it just Chen Xian?" Jiang Chaoxing asked, puzzled.
“The others are just dependent on Chen Xian. Now that Young Master Chen has withdrawn, they are no longer worth keeping as playmates. They should leave.” Mao Qingyun said, “Five hundred thousand spirit stones… never mind.”
Having already extracted a large sum of money from Chen Xian in one go, Mao Qingyun was too lazy to continue trying to win him over. After all, they were just a medium-sized aristocratic family; once he had this much, he might not be able to extract anything more in the future.
"Keep an eye on it. If you can find out who did this, I'll give you ten thousand spirit stones." Mao Qingyun slapped away the hand that was about to pick up the pastries, picked up the food box, and shooed it away. "Go."
"Junior brother won't bother senior brother any longer, I'll take my leave now." Jiang Chaoxing awkwardly withdrew his hand, got up and left.
He turned his head and his face fell.
She can't even bear to part with a piece of pastry, no wonder she's so fat!
He took 500,000, but he still had to investigate thoroughly before he would get 10,000, which was one-fiftieth!
So stingy!
......
Ji Mingran sat in the front row of the classroom, propping his head up with his hand, listening attentively to the lecture.
The gaunt teacher, holding a ruler, slammed it down on the table.
The gaunt scholar's voice was hoarse: "Is Chen Xian's withdrawal from the sect something you're all so eager to discuss?"
"With the big exam just around the corner, how can you expect to pass if you're still daydreaming in class?"
"He was wise enough to know he wouldn't pass the big exam, so he packed his bags and left. What about you? How many of you are as good as him? Instead of wasting your time here, you might as well leave as soon as possible!"
"Pay attention in class! No whispering! You lot don't learn the good stuff, you insist on learning the bad stuff..."
Ji Mingran had been attending classes for a while and had a fairly good understanding of the temperaments of the teachers. This gaunt teacher was always keen on scolding, and now, with his agitated lecturing manner, he wasn't going to stop anytime soon. Ji Mingran couldn't help but lower his eyes and turn the pages of his book.
*Smack!* The ruler fell heavily.
"Junior Sister." A low voice drifted into my ears.
Ji Mingran turned his head to the side.
A pretty young girl with her hair in two buns winked at her and mouthed, "Shall we go?"
Hmm? Ji Mingran frowned slightly.
She remembered that the person sitting next to her was a little boy.
In her study hall, the youngest disciples were only eleven or twelve years old. Where did this girl come from? Moreover, this girl looked quite familiar; where had I seen her before?
*Smack!* The ruler fell again.
A strong, reprimanding voice rang out: "I'm talking to you two! How dare you whisper to each other right under my nose! Mo Jingshuang, what are you whispering to your junior sister? Can't you see she's solving a problem?"
Ji Mingran's gaze fell on the hand holding the calligraphy brush. Wasn't she just flipping through a book? When did she start holding a brush and solving problems?
Mo Jingshuang turned her head and stuck out her tongue: "Okay, okay, I won't do it again. We were just too excited. Master Gou, have you heard the news?"
A strong voice entered my ears, "I know that the news of them winning the spiritual cultivation competition is indeed exciting. But as much as you're excited, you still have to attend class. Shouldn't you take them as role models? You can get excited after they return at noon today."
Ji Mingran slowly raised his head, his gaze fixed on the middle-aged male cultivator in front of him.
How did the thin, short, old scholar who was just giving a lecture suddenly become a different person?
Mo Jingshuang bumped her elbow again, clearly ignoring Master Gou's words. She still grabbed her ear and whispered, "Junior Sister, shall we go see the participating disciples after class? They must have a lot of interesting things to share with us when they come back from the Spiritual Cultivation Competition."
Ji Mingran didn't understand and remained silent for a moment.
Seeing Ji Mingran's calm expression, Mo Jingshuang paused and cautiously probed, "Although Yu Tianxing is also here, this matter happened a long time ago, and he hasn't contacted you in all these years. You shouldn't be avoiding me anymore, right?"
Over the years, Ji Mingran caught the key words and calmly lowered his eyes to scan himself.
The child's body grew taller and taller, and like Mo Jing Shuang beside him, this body was already that of a young girl.
I am now almost the same as I was before I entered the deep pool.
Has she... grown up?
“Go ahead,” Mo Jingshuang urged again, “Our sect won first place in the first Spiritual Cultivation Competition. It’s such a glorious achievement, we must participate.”
The Unnamed Sect participated in the spiritual competition for the first time and won first place.
Ji Mingran remembered this legend: the Nameless Sect participated in the first spiritual cultivation competition, and its genius disciple won the championship for the sect, but later became a fallen cultivator.
So this time, which memory scene did she jump directly to?
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