That girl?
Shu Guan was stunned for a moment. If Yang Jianqing hadn't mentioned it, he would have almost forgotten about the girl he had met once.
I originally thought that the girl had disappeared long ago, but it turned out that she was still operating secretly.
"After three junior fellow apprentices were obsessed by that girl, our academy finally discovered some traces of that girl. She was hiding in a hidden place in Jiangyang. Now our academy disciples are almost They are guarding outside that hidden place day and night, so this joint search team can only send me alone."
Just listen to Yang Jian Qingqing continue to explain.
A place of seclusion?
Shu Guan heard an unknown name from Yang Jianqing's mouth, but it was hard to find out at this time.
Rui Jianqiao frowned and said:
"Why does that girl seem to be specifically targeting your academy?"
Shu Guandeng was also a little confused.
Because I met that girl by chance at the Lyceum Theater last time. To be honest, she did seem to have some reservations about me and the Sang Li people, but they tried to kill all the other academy disciples.
Shu Guan later heard his master Li Zhixia explain the reason why he and Sixth Senior Brother held back. It was because when the girl was completely wiped out by the Seven Immortals Alliance, it was Lu Zu of their Taoist sect who appeared and freed the last few girls. A famous young female disciple.
So now that girl has come back for revenge, she doesn't have much hatred towards their Taoist disciples, but why does she specifically target the disciples of Yuelan Academy?
At this time, the pretty waitress came in with three cups of coffee, which Yang Jian had counted before she left.
Yang Jianqing motioned Rui Jianqiao and Shu Guan to sit down first, then sighed longly and said:
"The siege of the Maiden Sect a thousand years ago was originally initiated by our Confucian sect because the Saint of the Maiden Sect who sneaked into the harem of the Great China Dynasty and disrupted the government did things that went against the principles of our Confucian sect. way."
"Furthermore, at that time, there were several cultivation seeds in the court that our Confucian sect was planning to introduce to the sect, but they all died in the court wars in those years. That's why our Confucian sect summoned the Seven Immortals Alliance to vigorously encircle and suppress the maiden sect. , In fact, the main force in the battle with the Girl Sect back then was mostly disciples from our major academies. Perhaps this is the reason why the girl targeted our academies this time."
After Yang Jianqing finished speaking, Shu Guan suddenly realized.
In the classics of Daozang Pavilion, he had already seen some things about Confucianism. For example, many practitioners in Confucianism once served as officials in the Great China Dynasty and later became practitioners, even those from the Seven Immortals Alliance. Wang Yun, the Immortal who represents the Confucian sect, was once a famous minister and Confucian of the Great China Dynasty. He was the mainstay of the Great China Dynasty. Even among ordinary people today, there are still countless people who admire and worship Wang Yun.
Therefore, it is normal for the Confucian sect to be displeased with what the Saint of the Maiden Sect did.
After Yang Jianqing finished talking about what happened in their academy during this period, there was silence in the box.
The third senior sister Rui Jianqiao was not good at dealing with people. Shu Guan felt that at this time, he should say a few words to comfort Yang Jianqing, but since the third senior sister did not speak, he could not rush to say anything.
So Shu Guan's eyes fell on the cup of coffee in front of him. On top of the thick black coffee, there was a faint heat and a long-lost fragrant fragrance.
Although Yang Jianqing ordered coffee, he didn't seem to like drinking it very much. He has never touched it so far. As for the third senior sister, he didn't even look at it.
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This stuff won’t taste good when it’s cold…
In line with the principle of not wasting, Shu Guan picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, and then found that the taste was actually quite good. It was naturally much better than the instant coffee he was used to drinking in his previous life, and even better than a certain Buck or a certain lucky person who occasionally checked in. Both are much better.
You can bring Rong Miao here to sit down next time. You can always afford a cup of coffee.
Shu Guan was thinking a little distractedly. He squinted at the sunshine outside the window and realized that he had not seen her for half a day and already started to miss Rong Miao.
But Shu Guan's act of drinking coffee broke the silence in the box. Yang Jianqing looked at him with undisguised surprise in his eyes, and then smiled slightly and said:
"Junior Brother Shu, last time we met, I really didn't know that you, Junior Brother Shu, were actually Lu Zu's chosen successor. I heard Senior Brother Mu from Guiguan say a few days ago that now, Junior Brother Shu, your strength has far surpassed his. The talent is truly amazing.”
"Now among the second-generation disciples of the Seven Immortals Alliance in Jingcheng, one is Junior Brother Shu, one is also Junior Brother Sang Liren from Guiguan, and the other is Nagarjuna, a novice monk from Guiyuan Temple. All of them make people feel inferior. There are many geniuses, but in comparison, there are no particularly outstanding people in our academy."
Facing the compliments, Shu Guan didn't know how to respond for a while. He couldn't say that Senior Brother Mu was really bragging. Fortunately, Rui Jianqiao beside him helped him resolve the embarrassment.
"Why haven't the people from Guiyuan Temple come yet?"
Rui Jianqiao looked at the sky outside the window and said.
Then he saw Yang Jianqing take out a golden pocket watch from his arms, opened the cover and looked at it and said:
"It should be soon. They should have come here after morning classes. The people in the temple have stricter rules than our two families."
Shu Guan glanced at Yang Jianqing's pocket watch with interest, thinking that he should also buy a watch. It didn't have to be too good, as long as it could accurately tell time.
Because of his palm divination, if the time is known more accurately, the things that can be predicted will be more accurate.
But Shu Guan didn't want Rong Miao to buy that watch for him. It seemed that he had to find a way to make some money.
Just as Shu Guan was thinking this, the door to the private room was knocked again. It was the pretty waitress who opened the door, and then two people walked in behind her.
Two people, one tall and one short, both wore coarse cloth coats, straw sandals on their feet, and straw hats on their heads, so their appearance could not be seen clearly.
When the waitress brought them in, she also had a strange look on her face.
Because the clothes of these two people were too rustic, they didn't look like people who were coming back to drink coffee. If the two people hadn't reported their box numbers and said that another person named Yang was waiting for them, the waitress wouldn't know how to do it. Let these two men, who look like coolies on the wharf, through the door.
The waitress closed the door of the box with a strange expression, and inside the box, the two people dressed in rustic clothes took off their straw hats at the same time, revealing two shiny bald heads.
Yang Jianqing stood up first and said with a smile:
"It turns out that the person here is Junior Brother Huiming."
The disciples from Guiyuan Temple finally arrived.
Then Rui Jianqiao and Shu Guan also stood up. Shu Guan looked up and saw two disciples from Guiyuan Temple. The one standing in front was in his mid-twenties, tall and thin, with an ordinary appearance. There is a peaceful and calm temperament between the eyebrows and eyes, which makes a good impression on people.
The person fighting behind him was a young monk of 17 or 18 years old. He was a little short, but his body was very strong, and he had the short and broad body of Wang Dahu.
The young monk has a sallow complexion, a wide mouth and a lion nose, and a pair of drooping eyebrows. He looks like he has been sick for a long time, as if he has not yet woken up.
Yang Jianqing's eyes fell on the young monk, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes, as if he didn't recognize the young monk.
The wealthy young monk in front of him named Huiming quickly introduced:
"This is Junior Brother Nagarjuna. Junior Brother Nagarjuna was accepted by his master just a year ago and has been practicing in the temple. Today is the first time he has stepped out of Guiyuan Temple."
"It turns out that this is the rumored Junior Brother Nagarjuna who was born with the body of a small King Kong!"
Yang Jianqing was slightly startled and glanced at Nagarjuna again.
Shu Guan also curiously looked at the young monk who didn't know whether he should be said to be ugly or strange-looking.
Because Yang Jianqing just said that among the second generation disciples of the Seven Immortals Alliance in Jingcheng, the three recognized genius disciples are himself, the sixth senior brother Sang Liren, and the novice Nagarjuna of Guiyuan Temple. After hearing his name, he didn't expect that he would appear in front of him so quickly.
"Junior Brother Nagarjuna, come and meet these senior brothers and sisters. This is Senior Brother Yang from Yuelan Academy, Yang Jianqing, this is Senior Sister Rui from Shan Si Guan, Rui Jianqiao, and this is..."
At this time, Na Huiming also began to introduce other people to his junior brother Nagarjuna, who had never been out of the temple. However, when he introduced Shu Guan, he paused slightly because he did not know Shu Guan either.
"I am Shu Guan, the seventh disciple of Shan Ji Guan, and I have met senior brother Huiming."
Shu Guan quickly bowed first.
Huiming said "Ah" and quickly returned the gift.
"It turns out that Lu Zu personally chose Junior Brother Shu Guanshu as his successor. I've heard about this famous name for a long time."
Behind him, the young monk suddenly raised his eyebrows. His originally listless eyebrows became as straight as two big sticks thrust into the sky.
"Are you Shu Guan? My master said you are the strongest among the second-generation disciples, better than me. I want to compete with you!"
At this moment, the young monk's sallow skin exuded a kind of translucent brilliance. His eyes were as bright as a bright lamp and he stared at Shu Guan. There was no trace of his original sleep-deprived appearance, and his whole body was as strong as a man walking out of the forest. Tiger!
