I have many teachers

Chapter 108 Undercurrent
The man in plain clothes replied:
"Just about to report back to the general, we will obey the order and stay near those three students."

"If there is an assassin who is good at holding breath. He is so vicious that the governor can't do anything, so he commits suicide by drinking poison. Because of this, the subordinates have not been caught alive. Please punish the general."

After saying that, he clasped his fists and bowed his head, while Yuwen nodded slightly, without any fluctuation in his tone, and said:

"What else do you find?"

The man breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Reporting to the general, apart from us, there are still other people secretly protecting those three people, some of them are the masters of the school, some of them don't know, they haven't fought yet, and the subordinates can't see the way out, but this time The assassin this time was almost captured by the three of us."

"It must be the forces behind the students."

Yuwen nodded slightly, noncommittal, and said indifferently:

"The people in the school are still credible, stay vigilant against other people, and keep your sword out of its sheath."

"These three people are acquainted with Ni Tianxing and have appeared in the Zhao residence. No matter who is standing behind this matter, they will not let them go. They must be guarded against deliberately sending dead soldiers to seek trust by self-defeating. "

"Continue to hide beside those three people, and report back."

The man's expression was slightly cold, he clasped his fists and said:

"Yes, my subordinates obey."

Yuwen nodded slightly, and said indifferently:
"Go down."

The man in black still clasped his fists in salute, and walked back towards Yuwen until he exited the hall. Then he turned around and left quickly. The 72 pillars of the country in heavy armor looked indifferent, suddenly sneered, and said:
"You're looking for death, and you even put this general together, forcing this general to have to deal with the aftermath for you..."

"Ni Tianxing, you are still as arrogant as ever."

With a vigorous wave of his hand, he directly smashed the poster behind him into powder.

With a cold face, he strode away.

Fufeng Academy·Confucius Hall.

The old master sat cross-legged on one side of the desk, listening to a middle-aged Confucian student's report, with a sad expression, waved his student to leave, and he was the only one left in the room. The old man looked at the chessboard on the table alone, thinking After deducing the change of the chess game, but his mind was messy, after a long time, he sighed:

"Has the General's Mansion also taken action?"

"Yuwen is upright and serious, unsmiling, and good at defending. With him, he will never allow treacherous people to mess around, but it is not a long-term solution after all. It is up to them to break the situation."

"Is that what you mean?"

"You want to die yourself, so you want the old man to compensate them?"

The old master looked at the chessboard, picked up a black chess piece, thought for a while, then dropped it, frowned and murmured:
"Xue's family, Qinshuang, is full of talent and learns on his own, while Bai Lifeng has been taken under Ziming's door to teach martial arts and warfare."

"Wang Anfeng..."

The old man played another white piece, which caused him quite a headache.

He has observed this kid for many days, but he doesn't know how to deal with it, just like the chess game in front of him.

Although the young man tried his best to restrain his energy, it was no longer obvious when he first broke through a few days ago, but it was still clear in his eyes.

Ninth-rank martial artist, and he is walking an upright path.

A solid fighter who has been trained step by step has also demonstrated complex swordsmanship far superior to his peers before, and his whip and body skills are also considered good.

But such a ninth-rank martial artist who is obviously very good at fighting is just a cat reading in the Fengzilou.

Thinking of what he saw when he peeked these days, the master felt a bit of a toothache.

Is it because the masters' martial arts are not easy to use, or is it too boring to compete with their peers and show their saints in front of others?

Don't think about learning martial arts from a teacher or reading books.

Read a bird book.

Never had a bad mood.

At this moment, the wooden door was pushed open, creaking softly, and an old man in green robes walked in slowly, with one hand behind his back, the other hand still holding the scroll, his eyes never leaving the words on the book, he walked leisurely, extremely Walking skillfully through the hall of the house, sitting on the other side of the table, his lips did not move, but an old voice sounded:
"Call the old man over, what's the matter?"

The master threw down the chess piece in his hand and said, "Can't I call you here if there's nothing to do?"

The green-robed old man glanced at him and said succinctly:
"No."

The Master's expression was slightly stiff, and the old man in front of him raised the scroll in his hand again, and said:

"Read a book."

The master shook his head helplessly, and said: "This book is new, the person who wrote it must be inferior to you, why look at it?"

"Confucian principles, one "The Analects" is enough."

The green-robed old man is exactly Ren Lao who has been guarding Fengzilou all year round. Hearing this, he is too lazy to pay attention to his master, and only concentrates on looking at the scroll in his hand. The latter is boring, and he picks up a black chess piece in his hand to play with. After a long silence, he said:

"I called you this time, but I still want to ask you."

"Wang Anfeng, what do you think?"

Elder Ren raised his eyes, glanced at him, nodded and said, "It's okay."

"How are you going?"

The master stroked his beard and said:

"You also know that Ni Tianxing took him to the Zhao Mansion, let him see more things, and at the same time pulled him to the top of the chess game."

"This move can open his eyes, but his own strength is not enough. I am still investigating what happened that year, and I only feel that there are many doubts, but the only thing I can confirm is that if Wang Anfeng can't be brave and diligent in martial arts, I'm afraid he will only Can live in the academy, under the protection of a lifetime."

"Even in this case, there is still danger."

Mentioning this matter, the old man felt a headache, shook his head and said:
"Ni Tianxing knows about this matter, and he also knows that I can see it. It is expected that I will compensate these children for my guilt towards him and help them break out."

"Xue's little girl and Bailifeng are fine, but Wang Anfeng."

"This kid, he... can hide it."

Thinking of the grievances that have happened in recent days, the master has the feeling of facing a thousand-year-old bastard. In his nearly 30-year life, he only encountered this feeling once [-] years ago.

"I don't want to learn martial arts, I just read books."

"With all his martial arts, but not showing it, he is a book collector in the eyes of ordinary people. Even if he wants to give him a chance, there is no way to go to heaven."

Listening to Master's complaint, Elder Ren's expression remained unchanged, while reading a book, he casually said:

"The old man will not accept him as a disciple."

The expression on the Master's face froze slightly, and he peeked at him, only to see the old friend's expression was calm, unmoved, his brows and eyes were slumped, and he sighed again and again:
"Oh, I also know... It seems that I can only find another way, but my way is not suitable for others, and other wives are not suitable..."

"Maybe, a talented junior is going to spend his whole life in the palace like this. Alas, I have already missed it once. This time, I will lose my morals in my old age and die with such regret. How to rest my eyes, how to rest my eyes... "

"That's right, it's all my fault, and it deserves this end..."

"Let the old man be ruined and die with regret..."

Old Ren's face twitched slightly, looking at the master in front of him who was completely different from the eyes of others, he couldn't bear it after all, and sighed:
"I won't accept him as an apprentice, but...you can let him walk out of the library on his own initiative."

Afterwards, the sound transmitted to his ears, and he told his own thoughts. The master was slightly startled, and the expression on his face quickly returned to its original appearance. He shook his head and said in admiration:
"really."

"It's still your heart that is dirty enough."

The green robed old man's complexion turned dark, he got up abruptly, and was about to leave directly, the master felt a slip of the tongue, got up and apologized, pulled his friend's sleeve robe, and said repeatedly:

"It's my fault. Come on, come on. I haven't seen you for a long time. How about playing a game with the old man?"

Elder Ren turned around and looked at the black and white chessboard with a sneer of disdain.

"Old man, don't play with five sons."

"Why don't you go look for Mengtong Chizi!"

“老匹夫，哼！”

With a cold snort, he walked away.

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