Red Heart Survey

  Chapter 6 Trust is not wrong

  Fenglin City is located in Qinghe County, and ranks last in the thirteen cities of this county in terms of scale, just before Maocheng.

  The dean of the Taoist Academy of such a city generally matches the middle-level Six-Rank Taoist. Dong A sits in the Fenglin Taoist Academy with the fifth-grade cultivation base, and it is inevitable that he has offended people in the village.

   But for the disciples of Fenglin Taoist Academy, this is undoubtedly a good thing.

"So, in addition to Fang Decai's testimony, before this duel, Fang Peng personally arranged an attack with the intention of killing you and seizing alchemy. You can't come up with conclusive evidence enough to make it public?" Dong A attacked. Black robe, sitting on the futon in the quiet room.

  On the wall behind him is a scroll of portraits depicting a Taoist wearing a noble purple Taoist robe. The brushstrokes are delicate and the image is lifelike, but the Taoist's face is like a hidden cloud, not real.

Jiang Wang bowed his head respectfully in front of the dean. Hearing the question, he stated in as gentle a tone as possible: "I know clearly that it is him, that's enough. As for the ironclad evidence, he will naturally give it to everyone before he dies. . And he did not disappoint me."

  Dong A knew that he was referring to the open pulse pill that Fang Pengju had subdued.

  "Are you too eager and reckless?"

"It should have been done slowly, listing the evidence for the Daoyuan's ruling. But two days later, it will be the time for the selection of students in the inner court. Now that Fang Pengju has revealed the Dao pulse, he will definitely become the dean's disciple. Time is tight. He can only take risks. Jiang Wang dared to kill the disciple of the outer courtyard, but he did not dare to kill the disciple of the dean."

  The outer gate is just a preparation, the disciples of the inner court are the real disciples of the Taoist court!

   Jiang Wang always bowed his head when speaking, showing the humility and duty that a disciple should have.

  But what struck my mind at this time was really looking beyond, the sword whistling from the west!

  The man named Li Yi would be stronger than Zuo Guanglie's Tianjiao Xiaoshou with a single sword. How can it take hundreds of turns?

  Compared to the battle that took place outside the real view, how weak he is! How weak is the swordsmanship he is proud of!

  Where can I have time to grind my chirps, in order to find a safe way, slowly dealing with Fang Pengju in the Daoyuan?

  Furthermore, if he hadn't made a single-handed approach today and brazenly launched a duel of Daoism and confronted him in other ways, how could he have the advantage of Fang Pengju, who is backed by Fenglin's Fang family!

   "If Fang Pengju used the Kaimai Dan from you. Then, where did your Kaimai Dan come from?"

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   Jiang Wang felt a little tighter, but he didn't show any signs on his face. The battle that took place outside the real view, even if no one dared to approach for the time due to the power of the strong in the matter, it would inevitably lead to investigation afterwards. Moreover, Gongyangbai and others set up an array in the territory of Zhuangguo, and it is impossible not to ventilate with the strong Zhuangguo in advance. No matter how young Zhuang Guo is, he has the dignity of a country!

  As the strongest person in the entire Maple Forest City, it is impossible for Dong A to not understand the battle.

  Fortunately, Jiang Wang didn't have any secrets in the whole thing. In this world of extraordinary power, it is impossible to hide the traces he left behind.

  At the moment, he tried to use the most objective angle, without any subjective attitude, to describe everything he heard at that time. Including his physical state, his thoughts and determination, and how he found the Kaimai Dan from the fuzzy flesh and blood, including finally burying those corpses.

  Only the virtual key is skipped.

   In the process of telling, except for the flash of anger in his eyes and the gushing anger, Dong A kept silent all the time.

   Jiang Wang certainly knew where the anger originated.

  The suburbs of Fenglin City, really looking outside, this is the land of Zhuang Country! And the powerful cultivators from Qin Chu fought brazenly here, without scruples. No one in Fenglin City or even Qinghe County dared to interfere in this battle. For Zhuang Guoxiu, this in itself is a great shame.

  The reason why Dong A suppressed this anger was nothing more than not wanting to expose the fact that Zhuang Guo was weak, so as to avoid affecting his disciples’ confidence in spiritual practice.

  He should be a good dean.

  Jiang Wang silently observed this mid-level powerhouse who will dominate his path of cultivation for a long time-he had never had such an opportunity before today.

  While observing and summarizing, I finished the narration of the experience that had already been written.

  "The origin of your Pill-opening Pill is clear. I have reviewed your previous mission history when you were in the outer door. It is well-measured and determined, which is rare."

  Dong A faintly glanced at Jiang Wang before saying: "In front of me in the future, you can call yourself a disciple."

   Jiang Wang's heartstrings relax, knowing that this barrier has passed. And he has been recognized by the dean of the Fenglin Taoist Academy and was directly elected to the inner courtyard.

  He crossed his thumbs, his left hand is outside, his right hand is inside, holding the yin, holding the yang, making a fist to his chest, nodding slightly, and saying: "Thank you, Master."

  The Confucian school emphasizes the master of heaven and earth, and for the Taoist school, the teacher is before the emperor, because the teacher preaching is the person who explains the great way.

  For all the disciples in the courtyard of the Fenglin Taoist Academy, Dong A is their teacher.

  Dong A's eyes closed slightly, and he said no more, "Go."

  ...

  Get out of the dean’s meditation room and walk side by side with Ling He and Zhao Rucheng who have been guarding outside.

  The three of them did not speak for a while, and the atmosphere was low.

   Jiang Wang returned, but Fang Pengju died. The so-called "Five Heroes of the Maple Forest" still existed in name only.

  Since Du Yehu did not appear here, he must have been hiding in which horn and drinking. Among these people, he seems to be the biggest and carefree, but he is probably the least able to face this kind of thing. No matter how cruel the scolding is and how hateful he is, it is impossible to erase the fact that Fang Pengju is like a brother.

  As the big brother, Ling He was the first to break the silence: "You go back to the house first, and I have to send Pengju's body back to Fang's mansion."

  The outer disciples of the Fenglin Taoist Academy are six people in a house, and the five heroes of Fenglin simply moved to the same house because of their congeniality. Others can't enter this circle, so they always live in a house with five people.

   Jiang Wang did not speak.

  Linghe is such a character. No matter how much Fang Pengju was wrong, he couldn't care about his corpse.

  "Do you still hate the fourth child?" Ling He asked.

  "Stop yelling at four and four." Zhao Rucheng's handsome face showed a trace of disgust, "I am ashamed to talk about this kind of vile and vicious person who murders brothers."

  Compared to his age, Ling He's face is too old and mature, which is probably the reason why he is more likely to be trusted. Among the five, he has always been in the role of the big brother and has taken good care of several younger brothers.

   is also often overlooked because of his steady and mature side. He is actually only nineteen years old, only two years older than Jiang Wang and three years older than Zhao Rucheng.

  It's just that the children of the poor take care of their homes early.

  Looking at Linghe, Jiang Wang shook his head and said: "Hate him for not making it. I only hate myself for being stupid and for misbelief."

  Even though he acted so calmly, Ling He still heard the trace of grievance that he couldn't let go of. He can understand.

  "Trust is one of the brightest things in the world. Trust is not wrong, Jiang Wang." Ling He said: "The one who failed your trust was the one who was wrong."

  He didn’t say any more, but his **** eyes told Jiang Wang again:

  There is nothing wrong with the brotherhood between us, let alone adulteration. The wrong, fake, is just the one who turned away from it all. Just Fang Pengju.

  That’s why he had to send Fang Pengju’s body back so that he would not be left untouched after death. This is not out of the other Pengju’s approval or sympathy, but just the respect and maintenance of the brotherhood between several people that they once possessed and should not change in the future.

  This is Linghe.

  Whether he is irritable like Du Yehu or arrogant like Fang Pengju, he is willing to call him Big Brother. Isn't it just because of his age?

  "Go. People die like a lamp, and all grievances and grievances disappear." Jiang Wang stopped: "But I can't accompany you."

   "I can't do it even more." Zhao Rucheng also said coldly.

  Ling He patted Zhao Rucheng on the shoulder, took another deep look at Jiang Wang, and then turned and left.

  (End of this chapter)