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Chapter 236: Ode to the Bamboo Forest

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    Mr. Gongyi's departure was finally discovered three hours later.

    The inspecting disciples in the academy passed the bamboo forest as usual, and at first sight they saw the corpses of four elders scattered in the four corners of the bamboo hut.

    At that time, Xuanwu only straightened the corpse for Mr. Gongyi, and he didn't even look at the other four people he killed.

    The pair of disciples who were patrolling together suddenly had their hearts beating wildly, feeling uneasy already in their hearts.  However, when they saw with their own eyes that they were lying silently in the middle of the bamboo grove, with a handful of Gongyi bamboos covered in bamboo leaves sprinkled on their green shirts, they still knelt silently on the spot with their knees limp, feeling so sad that they couldn't help themselves.

    Later, no one could tell how the two disciples walked out of the bamboo forest with each other's support.  They only saw one of the disciples with red eyes, faint blood in his eyes, and two lines of pink tears streaming down his face.

    The news was like thunder, and it spread along with the wind as if it had grown wings. However, within half an hour, except for a few elder brothers who had closed the death test, no one in the whole courtyard did not know the bad news.

    Even Chef Wang, who was in charge of kneading buns in the back kitchen of the Academy, dropped the bowl, spilling white fine noodles all over the floor, while he was sitting on the ground with his round and short legs spread apart, patting his fat thighs  Howling.

    He has a round belly, and he eats like a sourdough white meatball.  This scene was originally quite funny, but the back kitchen seemed to have been turned on a switch while Boss Wang was crying, and he burst into tears.

    Gong Yizhu has been in charge of the academy for hundreds of years, so it is only the students of the academy who have received his favor?

    Speaking more closely, Master Jingci sent him a book back then, asking him to travel thousands of miles across borders to take away a wrinkled, gloomy, and sad-faced little boy, and Gongyizhu worked tirelessly.  Here, he took Yin Banshi away. In the more than ten years of his career in the academy, he didn't even let him have a single hair removed for any reason.

    Speaking from a distance, at the time when the furnaces in the cultivation world were full of energy and everyone was proud of raising the furnaces, it was Gongyizhu who took the lead to stand up and cursed angrily: "The furnace is a thing, so you are  Animal?!"

    So far, there is still no place in Qinglong Realm that dares to do furnace business.  And in Qinglong Academy, there are only beauties who are students, but no beauties who are regarded as furnaces.

    No one thought that Mr. Gongyi would leave like this. He is like an unchanging symbol of Qinglong Academy.  On the lips, the melodious flute sound is full of best wishes.

    ?How short is life in this world, and a person like him who is as glorious as he is, can't accompany the moon and waves for a thousand years, how much regret should be left in future generations?

    This night, Qinglong Academy saw the sun set.

    On the second day, when the first ray of sunlight at dawn shone into the forest of steles in the east of the academy, Qinglong Academy had already filled the courtyard with hanging curtains, and all three thousand students were silent.

    Without any discussion, let alone any prior organization, the disciples from the Twelve Peaks came out in full force, all in white.  They marched towards the bamboo forest together, like a river flowing into the sea, their footsteps were low but not impatient, playing a mourning drum with the scattered footsteps of thousands of people.

    They were dressed in sackcloth and snow caps, and the whole academy was quiet, and the whole courtyard never whispered a word during the journey.

    The three thousand students lowered their heads slightly and walked slowly, finally divided into three rows, left, right, and middle, and lined up in front of the bamboo forest of Gongyizhu.

    As if responding to this atmosphere, yesterday there were only two or three clumps of bamboo blooming, but today white flowers have covered most of the bamboo forest.

    Some disciples shouted in a deep voice: "Sacrifice¡ª"

    All the students in the courtyard sat on their knees together, and gave their first salute to the simple and simple former residence and the coffin in the lobby of the hut.

    The disciple chanted a second time: "Sacrifice", and the students bowed down at the same time, bowing their heads deeply to the ground, which was the second salute willingly.

    In this way, three worships start three times, and three sacrifices will stop.

    All the students got up one after another, and each stood calmly.  After they all returned to silence, someone from the square on the left asked in a choked voice, "Where is the bamboo flute?"

    Nearly a thousand students pulled out bamboo flutes from their sleeves.

    The phalanx on the right asked in response: "Where is the sword of benevolence?"

    All the students on the right also took out bamboo swords that were neither too long nor too short from the bottom of their sleeves.

    Finally, a student in the middle asked sadly: "Where are the poems and books?"

    ?The students in the center knelt down neatly, and each took out a roll of bamboo slips and spread them out in front of them.  The faint sound of the bamboo flute, the sound of Shuo Shuo's sword dancing, and the sound of reading aloud resounded through the entire bamboo forest at this moment.

    Public instrument bamboo nameThe voice interrupted him, and quickly yelled again, "Stop it!"

    Luo Jiujiang suddenly stopped, he looked at Yin Bansi in a daze, his expression was full of astonishment.

    Yin Banshi took a deep breath, as if his heart ached for a moment and he couldn't express it - but he is the most exquisite doctor in the world, how could he not heal the heartache?

    He staggered a few steps forward, because one foot was not wearing a shoe, and it was inevitable that one foot would be deep and the other shallow when walking.

    Yin Banshi grasped Luo Jiujiang's shoulders, his voice was weak as if he was seriously ill: "You told meMr. once sent a message to Feng XueTake me to listen."

    ""

    Luo Jiujiang seemed to have become a mute, he supported Yin Banshi without saying a word, and walked with him silently to Fengxue's room door and knocked on the door panel.

    Feng Xue was taken aback by the expressions on the faces of the two of them when they came in, and she was still unsteady after hearing Luo Jiujiang's request.  She shook her hands and took out the plaque hanging around her neck. Because her movements were too rough, she pulled the jade plaque several times before putting it on the table.

    "What's the matter, don't scare me" Feng Xue said in a low voice.

    No one responded to her, only Han Qianling pressed her shoulder silently.

    The voice in the jade tablet was guided in the air by the divine consciousness. The pleasant tone, the elegant and mellow tone, and the combination of soft and hard showed Feng Xue's identity, just like that gentle gentleman who always smiled and never retreated.

    All of a sudden, that person's face, which seemed to be close at hand, instantly appeared in everyone's mind.

    Yin Banshi suddenly tightened his throat, hissing like a violent wounded beast!

    Luo Jiujiang shivered violently!

    Like those family members who are extremely mourned by the death of their loved ones, he survived the entire funeral peacefully, and finally collapsed when packing up the belongings.

    He drew his knife and slashed straight, and with just one slash without aura, he chopped a frostwood Eight Immortals table in the snow-sealed room into two pieces, and the cups, plates and teacups fell to the floor.

    In the midst of the chaos, Luo Jiujiang's eyes were red, and he said with hatred: "Xuanwu! Xuanwu! I will kill you!"

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