"It's you?"
A trace of panic flashed across Jin Caiyun's face. She straightened her hair on her temples and quickly calmed down.
"Senior sister seems to be surprised? What are you doing here without sleeping?"
Fan Dazhi raised his eyebrows and asked solemnly.
"I'm here to offer incense, what do you care about?"
Jin Caiyun bit her lower lip and looked at Fan Dazhi with twinkling eyes.
"You stayed up late at night and came to the temple to burn incense? Senior sister...could it be that you did too many embarrassing things during the day?"
Fan Dazhi laughed sinisterly.
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Jin Caiyun's face suddenly changed color.
"If you don't have any ghosts in your heart, why did you see me panicking just now?"
Fan Dazhi's eyes were fixed on Jin Caiyun for a moment, and he moved his steps to block the opponent.
"I know He An is your friend, and I'm worried that you may have evil intentions and seek revenge, so of course I'm panicking!"
Jin Caiyun's eyes flashed with something strange, and he retorted with sarcasm.
"The intention is evil, waiting for an opportunity to retaliate, haha... Who is the man who the senior sister had a secret meeting in the mountain behind Zhixingyuan?"
Fan Dazhi sneered and asked quietly.
"Damn fat man, you are following me!"
Jin Caiyun's beauty suddenly turned pale, and a coldness appeared in the corners of his eyes.
"It's okay to call me Fatty, but don't add the word "death" in front of it. Who are you..."
Before Fan Dazhi finished speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his head.
He groaned and fell to the ground unconscious.
A masked man wearing a black scarf and black clothes appeared behind Fan Dazhi at some point.
After a successful blow, a fierce look flashed in the eyes of the masked man in black.
He slowly pulled out the long knife at his waist, and the blade made a hoarse and harsh sound as it rubbed against the scabbard.
"Don't kill him. The formation master named Lin values this fat guy very much. Killing him will bring us a lot of trouble."
Jin Caiyun spoke up to stop the masked man in black from taking action again.
"Did you find out the specific location?"
The masked man in black had a hoarse voice, and his whole figure seemed to be hidden in darkness.
"There are already some... clues... This is not the place to talk. Let's leave first!"
Jin Caiyun looked around cautiously, his tone a little anxious.
What she didn't notice was that the fat man who was unconscious on the ground slightly raised his eyebrows.
Jin Caiyun and the masked man in black quickly disappeared into the mist on the long street.
…………
The biting cold wind blew close to the ground, making the clothes of people on the ground flutter.
Fan Dazhi turned over and sat up.
"If it weren't for the body protection of "Yuanqi Transformation", I would have almost died!"
Fan Dazhi scratched his head and looked at the empty Zhuque Street.
"Has the fox's tail finally been revealed?"
Fan Dazhi looked at the distant place where the lights were dotted, but his consciousness could no longer find any trace of Jin Caiyun.
Returning to his residence angrily, Fan Dazhi lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
The little black cat was curled up in the corner of the couch, looking at him innocently, and occasionally making "meow, meow, meow" sounds.
In the early morning, the sound of reading aloud can be heard in the school building.
Fan Dazhi was sitting upright, and the consciousness he released had locked onto Jin Caiyun silently.
It's like nothing happened.
The next days for this senior sister were the same as before, including eating, attending classes, studying, and walking, with an extremely regular schedule.
Fan Dazhi knew that although Jin Caiyun acted suspiciously, he had nothing to do with her. Based on the few conversations she had with the masked man in black that night, without detailed evidence, the president of the hospital would not believe him.
This insidious and scheming woman is indeed difficult to deal with.
Just when Fan Dazhi was at a loss what to do, a piece of news caused an uproar in Zhixingyuan.
Li Bie issued a "Letter of War" to He An who was in confinement!
The "Book of War" is said to be written in blood. Although it does not violate the rules of Zhixingyuan's battle, it is bloody and the meaning of "not only distinguishing between superior and inferior, but also deciding life and death" is very obvious.
The original controversy over molesting female students has gradually subsided, but this news has once again pushed He An, who is in solitary confinement, to the forefront.
Who is Libie?
That was a master who became famous in the Zhixingyuan Martial Arts Competition.
The most outstanding among the three-year practitioners.
Libie hasn't made a move for a long time.
The last time he took action was a year ago, when he assisted Liumen in hunting down a notorious criminal thief.
One day and one night, he galloped 800 miles and went straight to the lair of Jiangyang's thieves in the "Huanxu Realm", killing him with a sword.
Why would such an amazingly talented person want to teach He An a lesson?
Interested people have inquired about the reason, and it turns out that Li Bie and Jin Caiyun were from the same hometown, and were selected from Qizhou Prefecture to enter Zhixingyuan in the same year.
It is said that Li Bie takes good care of Jin Caiyun, and the relationship between the two is extraordinary.
This is easy to understand. He An teased and bullied Jin Caiyun, and Li Bie must stand up for her.
He An offended someone he shouldn't have offended this time.
When Fan Dazhi saw Li Faye in the crowd, who was like a star over the moon, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Li Bie is not someone else.
It was the man who had a private meeting with Jin Caiyun in the back hill of Zhixingyuan that night.
Fan Dazhi suddenly had many questions in his mind.
What is the relationship between Li Bie and Jin Caiyun?
Jin Caiyun first seduced and framed two infatuated men and women, so that Li Bie had a reason to take action against He An?
But it would be too much trouble to do so. Why not just challenge it openly and directly?
That night, the masked man in black who attacked me from behind was Libie?
If so, what is their purpose for doing this?
…………
The day is over.
Fan Dazhi had a headache thinking about it.
No matter how difficult the math in the world is, there are ways to solve it, but many people think that there is simply no solution.
In the past, He An made the decision on everything, but now that He An was not around, he suddenly felt that he had been struggling with his brain recently.
So he decided to replenish his brain.
Studying food is much easier and happier than studying human nature.
Fan Dazhi wandered to Zhuque Street and bought a sheep's head from a braised pork stall.
Back at his residence, Fan Dazhi took a bite of the tender and delicious lamb brain, and closed his eyes happily to savor the mellow aroma in his throat.
The little black cat stared with a pair of blue pupils, eagerly looking at the steaming sheep head in Fan Dazhi's hand.
"Hey! Little Heihei, we share blessings and share hardships!"
Fan Dazhi broke off a large piece of mutton head meat and placed it on the ground, sucking on his juice-covered fingers.
One person and one cat feasted.
Fan Dazhi, who had eaten and drank enough, was lying on the couch with the little black cat in his arms. His consciousness passed over the window sill and the grass, and quietly reached towards the women's dormitory in the dark night.
"This damn formation is so powerful! Otherwise, if you go into the witch's room, you might be able to catch her!"
Carefully touching the edge of the isolation formation, Fan Dazhi patted his chest with lingering fear, withdrew his consciousness and muttered to himself.
"Meow..." a sound.
The little black cat suddenly jumped on his chest.
It patted Fan Dazhi with its right paw and then touched its own head.
"Meow, meow" screamed twice, the sound was a bit weird and different from usual.
Fan Dazhi was surprised when he saw a small cat face close to him, with bright blue eyes flowing.
Those blue and pure pupils were like the vast starry sky. Fan Dazhi's gaze fell into the endless blue star field, unable to extricate himself...
The little black cat's body shook in a strange rhythm.
Fan Dazhi's consciousness was shocked to find that a powerful consciousness flew out of Mao'er's body.
That consciousness carried Fan Dazhi's consciousness and flew to the isolation formation in the women's dormitory.
Without any pause, he passed through the isolation barrier formation and entered a row of houses.
The powerful isolation formation outside the women's dormitory turned out to be useless in front of the little black cat's consciousness.
Fan Dazhi had no time to calm down the shock in his heart, and almost had a nosebleed.
A house was brightly lit, a graceful figure was reflected in the window, and a woman was taking a bath...
…
The little black cat's spiritual consciousness wrapped around Fan Dazhi's spiritual consciousness, without any regard for his will, and suddenly drifted away.
moment……
The consciousness slowly retracted and pulled away.
An acupoint map strangely appeared in Fan Dazhi's sea of consciousness.
Each acupuncture point in the picture lights up and off according to regular patterns and flashes continuously.
lingering in Fan Dazhi's sea of consciousness...
After about half a stick of incense, the picture gradually became blurry and dim.
Fan Dazhi took a long breath.
The little black cat in his arms was languid, weak and tired, squinting his eyes, and fell asleep quietly.
Fan Dazhi's heart was filled with turmoil.
…
What kind of treasure did you pick up? What kind of cat is this?
Tmall? !
In the next few days, Fan Dazhi attended classes during the day and practiced the pictures in his memory of the Sea of Consciousness at night.
The exercises in the picture were extremely complicated, and it took Fan Dazhi a lot of effort to figure out that they were originally exercises for cultivating the soul, and they were a perfect match for the transformation of his own soul.
Fan Dazhi was originally lazy, but he never tired of interesting things.
He released his spiritual consciousness every night and easily entered the women's dormitory according to the soul skills taught to him by the little black cat, and secretly observed Jin Caiyun.
Jin Caiyun stayed up late reading at night.
Meditating under the golden cloud lamp.
Jin Caiyun lies on his side and sleeps.
…
Fan Dazhi felt that he had become a voyeur, and felt a little ashamed in his heart. Jin Caiyun seemed to have everything normal.
But thinking about the conversation she heard with the masked man in black that night, this woman is definitely not as simple as she seems.
When such a big thing happens, the more normal it is, the more abnormal it becomes.
…………
The deserted punishment hall.
Jia Huaigang held a cup of hot tea to warm his cold palms.
The sun shining dimly outside the window made the dark punishment hall feel even colder.
There was a faint sound in the backyard.
The sound was dull, as if coming from underground.
"This kid is simply a martial arts fanatic. He practices endlessly every day!"
Jia Huaigang rubbed the tea cup with his palms and glanced at a door in the backyard that was ajar.
"The confinement room is indestructible. It can't be broken anyway, so just let him go. If he doesn't practice, the cold will invade his body. The feeling will be unpleasant!"
The man who had angrily scolded Gu Qingzhou who came to visit that day and didn't pay any attention to the Duke of the dynasty sat in the shadows and his voice sounded faintly.
"What kind of kungfu did that kid practice? To make such a big noise?"
Jia Huaigang turned the tea cup in his hand and couldn't help but be curious.
"If I read it correctly, it should be the long-lost "Shocking Finger!" "
The man in the shadow moved slightly, his blade-like eyebrows raised.
"Those guys in the library cabinet are really fooling around. They allow students to practice this kind of incomplete annihilation technique. What's even more outrageous is that this kid actually mastered it!"
"Oh? Is this skill very powerful?"
Jia Huaigang opened the lid of the tea cup and took a sip.
"It's more than powerful. It's said that if you practice it to a great level, it will destroy the world!"
The man's slow voice revealed a hint of panic.
