I have nothing but luck

Chapter 5 Mr. and Students

This match was played with so much fun that Xie Rongjiao and Shen Xi were paralyzed for two days after returning home.

Who among the sword cultivators who practiced swords had never admired a saint, and secretly poked and poked to study his Haoran sword?

Therefore, in the small courtyard where they lived temporarily, the steward received invitations and received soft hands.

Jiang Jingxing thought of Xie Rongjiao's particular faults in his death, so he didn't throw the greeting card into the incense burner, but mercifully threw it beside the desk: "After that competition, according to the headmaster, the number of students entering and leaving the academy every day is normal, some He sent a deacon to check on the two who were on leave due to illness, and none of them disappeared for no reason. I didn't notice any changes in breath either."

Xie Rongjiao was watching his movements vigilantly, planning to rescue the incense burner at any time.

Seeing that the incense burner survived, he turned his eyes away and thought about the business: "This time the magic can really be hidden."

Considering that Moxiu is facing Jiang Jingxing's hell model, it is well-deserved that he can hide best.

Of course, there is another possibility: "Could it be that Moxiu is not in Buchou Academy?"

It was rare for Jiang Jingxing to show a dignified look, "The magic cultivator should be in Buchou Academy, but I have another guess."

Before Xie Rongjiao had time to ask him what his conjecture was, Jiang Jingxing found a piece of paper among a pile of messy greeting cards and unfinished homework on the desk.

As soon as Dignity showed a mark between his eyebrows, it disappeared without a trace. Jiang Jingxing returned to the appearance of that tricked fortune teller, plausible:

"I just made a hexagram. The magician uses the gods to see the official ghosts. The official ghosts in the first line indicate that they are close to the local area, and they are right beside us. The six gods are close to the earth. It means mounds of houses. where?"

Xie Rongjiao looked at him in shock, and couldn't believe that Jiang Jingxing would use his half-baked fortune-telling skills to calculate such important matters. Its unreliability is even more unreliable than rushing into the Unchosen Academy with a sword and searching from room to room .

He originally wanted to bring up those ridiculous past events, so that Jiang Jingxing would know more or less.

After thinking about it, Jiang Jingxing's fortune-telling was not the first year, and after so much swelling, it was probably useless.

After all, the aristocratic family values ​​etiquette and pays attention to respecting teachers and morals. After Xie Rongjiao was at a loss for words, he couldn't speak evil words, so he waved his hands to signal him to leave.

Just at this time, a messenger talisman floated leisurely from outside the window, and he found a flat place to lie down among the messy books.

The messenger talisman can be used by anyone with a little cultivation, it is convenient and trouble-free, and saves you a lot of errands.

After all, if a student from the nearby academy sees you blocking the summoning talisman, it will be a major event to ask you the name of the department you are studying in.

Then you can arrange your funeral peacefully, waiting to drown in the spittle and ink of the academy students or be poked to death by the nib of the pen. After death, you will not forget to be hung high in the shame of the academy to alert future generations.

Besides, the summoning talisman issued by the dean with his cultivation base of Heaven and Human Realm, not to mention in the city of Heshi, there are very few people who can stop it in the whole world, so the dean is very relieved to send it.

"After the sword competition, the academy is still as usual without any changes."

Jiang Jingxing spread his hands: "I checked everyone present at that time, and they all smelled the same."

This is a bit embarrassing.

The dean frowned: "I asked the teachers who taught Wei Nan, and they all said that she is not a person with a lot of friends. Because Wei Nan's classmate is the most suspicious, I started to investigate."

"The devil cultivator will be killed when he sees it. Although I don't know the true face of the devil cultivator, since I saw a ray of devilish energy in him, even if he bumps into my hand, the signboard cannot be smashed."

Jiang Jingxing had a sudden thought, "Speaking of which, I regretted that I couldn't see the style of the academy when I was young. This time, I might as well be admitted to the academy as a student. What do you think, Ah Ci?"

On the matter of Moxiu, Xie Rongjiao's killing intent was no less than his: "Okay."

The dean thought about the great deeds of the sage when he was young, who could travel thousands of miles from the Northern Zhou Dynasty to the southern region, and the legendary Imperial College that he demolished half of the seats, and sincerely broke into a cold sweat for Mr. Academy.

There is a heroic story about Buzai City.

The Tai|Zeng of the Northern Zhou Dynasty traveled southward, and when he reached the city of Buzai, he untied his sword and hung it on the gate of the city to show respect.

The academy is not under the jurisdiction of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, but what kind of hero is Zhou Tai|Zu?In the end, the academy has a bright face. Because of a heroic story, it is named Jiejianmen because of choosing the gate of the city.

Regardless of whether the heroic stories are romantic or not, the title of Xiejianmen can be said to be worthy of the name in Buchou City.

Do not choose to ban the sword in the city, and the ban is not a contest between two parties willing to post battle posts and go through the process

Because of this, the dean's residence was almost filled with blood books from tens of thousands of students who wanted to catch up with Yu Jian.

Xie Rongjiao finally understood the mood of the students, and gestured the distance between their residence and the academy, "I really want to Yujian."

Unfortunately not.

The Xie family is a wealthy family, and it is also the family that enjoys it the most and enjoys it the most.

The extravagant style that has been scolded so many times by people in the past 2000 years cannot be faked, even if the bones of the ancestors of the Xie family were cold in the ground, when the imperial censor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty advised the emperor to be frugal, he did not forget to use them as an example It is impossible to test how many versions have been changed to whip the corpse.

Naturally, someone carefully selected the courtyard for them, not to mention all kinds of furnishings, and the incense on any curtain is just right.

The only fly in the ointment is that it is not too close to the academy.

Probably the person who chose the courtyard was stunned by the legend of the sage, and he realized that the son taught by the sage must be a person full of virtues, and never considered the issue that the son's companion would sleep until the sun was up.

In order to find out the magic cultivator conveniently, the two chose the same class according to Wei Nan's class schedule.

In the classroom of the spiritual practice department, the teacher talked about the high spirits, and the students were immersed in it and carried away.

What makes them get carried away is usually what they had for breakfast and what they plan to eat for lunch. What makes them scribble is usually the homework they forgot to do, and what makes them argue endlessly is usually which girl is more beautiful, which husband is born most handsome.

Only Mr.'s spittle flew up.

Until Xie Rongjiao opened the door and came in.

Like a ray of light, it penetrates the room, and the door shines brightly.

He was dressed in a splendid red dress, with a sword at his waist, pearls and jade hanging from the sword, half a bunch of long hair, and the black hair like a crow's feathers set off the phoenix feathers on the top of his hair, which seemed to be condensed and not condensed, and the blood that was about to flow seemed to be flowing. Chengjiang water covered with bright red sunset glow.

The other person looks like a young man, and his blue shirt is of an ordinary style. If you insist on saying something unusual, the only thing that is unusual is that the fabric is really exquisite, but he wears it out of style.At that stop, the students' brains no longer hurt from listening to the teacher's endless lectures. Instead, it was like watching beauties and listening to pipas in the warm lights of Zuichunlou.

It should be the most romantic in Wuling.

This sentence came naturally.

Those who make up homework stop writing, those who are in a daze return to their senses, and those who talk about lunch shut up.

So beautiful!

The displeased voice of the husband woke them up from their drunken dreams, "Why are you late?"

Before Xie Rongjiao could speak in the future, Jiang Jingxing had already made a sincere self-criticism first, and his sincere and self-blaming attitude made people look sideways for his love for the academy.

Mr. Wang was obviously one of the people who looked sideways, and he waved his hand generously to show that he did not blame the past: "Name?"

Jiang Jingxing said calmly, "High Mountain."

The high mountains stop, and the scenery stops.Although I can't come, I yearn for it.

When he was young, the princes and nobles in Haojing, the capital of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, often said a few words when they heard Jiang Jingxing's name.

One sentence is: "Nonsense, nonsense! What a nonsense!"

Another sentence has the same effect: "If you miss such a good name for nothing, the sage will die of anger when he hears it."

Unexpectedly, he really became a saint later, and his vigor has not changed until now.

Xie Rongjiao has long been accustomed to his names such as Wang Xiaoming and Li Ergou who have a strange painting style and can't bear to look directly at them. In comparison, Gao Shan is extremely clear, and his face does not change: "Xie Rongjiao."

When he fought with Shen Xi, he had already exposed his identity to a great extent, so he might as well fight with his real name.

"Xie Rongjiao? It sounds a bit familiar." Mr. read the name over and over, and seeing the phoenix feathers in his hair, he asked suddenly: "The Xie Rongjiao from the Xie family in Fengling?"

"Exactly."

The number one power in the Southern Region, Fengling City, was built by Xie Li more than [-] years ago. He is the adopted son of the Phoenix, and he is grateful for the kindness of the Phoenix's upbringing. Therefore, Xie's family often wears red clothes and Fenglings to show their identity.

I don't know if the Phoenix under the Nine Springs was moved by his heart, but it's really easy to recognize.

The lineage of the Xie family is thin, only Xie Huan, the lord of Fengling City, and his son and daughter.

His eldest daughter, Xie Ronghua, became famous along with her iron hooves that stomped on the Northern Wilderness, along with the fearful Guiyuan Army, and Xie Guiyuan, who was named after it, was famous throughout the Northern Wilderness of Kyushu.

In comparison, the son of the sage whose reputation is no less famous than Xie Ronghua's is much more mysterious. He travels with the sage all the year round, and most of the people who have family friendship with Fengling City can only call out his name.

In the battle between him and Shen Xi, Xie Rongjiao was highly recognizable in Bu Ze Academy.

A student who didn't recognize his swordsmanship before said: "It turns out that the person who fought with Senior Brother Shen before was the heir of the Xie family. No wonder he has reached Hinayana at a young age, and he is worthy of the demeanor of a saint."

There were also students who sighed bitterly: "Why does this prince think so hard and come to Buchou Academy? Wouldn't it be nice to be a young master in Fengling comfortably and enjoy the blessings? Why come here to be scolded by the master!"

The gentleman looks down on the world of mortals, unmoved by his identity, and focuses on another place, his eyes are bright, and he asks mysteriously: "Is this the first time you come to Buchou Academy?"

"Indeed."

So the gentleman smoothed his beard and smiled with satisfaction, "Since this is the first time I have come to Buchou Academy, I must be ignorant of the history of the academy that must be taught in the first lesson of the academy, so let me make it up for you. "

If the untimely "Here we go again!" wailing sounded from the audience, Xie Rongjiao would probably think that this gentleman is a good and tireless teacher.

The sincerity and enthusiasm of the wailing sound directly moved people.