I want to be innocent, but they don't allow me

"Teacher, I don't plan to go in."

Li Mu felt a little warm in his heart when he saw the concern on Mu Zhen's face.

If it were before, Li Mu would have known that there was such a place.

I'm afraid I will really go in and try to see if there is any way to go back.

but now…

Ha ha!

Thinking about the treatment Mu Zhen received after coming to Qiuzhou this time, it was completely different from what Mo Wuyan had told him before.

Apparently this was also because Mu Zhen was the only person to walk out of the third floor.

Now Mu Zhen has gained benefits from Confucianism with the previous intelligence.

I'm afraid it will be far more beneficial than what Li Mu can gain from winning the subsequent martial arts competition.

Seeing this, Li Mu felt that this elegant gathering in the snow and wind had completely lost its appeal to him.

As far as he knew, the person who had the deepest grudge against Mu Zhen was probably the great scholar Ru Jun.

But the disciple of that great scholar was a little girl from the Liu family.

Not to mention whether the other party would participate in the final fight, even if he did, Li Mu could not hit a woman in front of his girl Caiwei.

What's more, Li Mu felt that the relationship between Mu Zhen and the great scholar Ru Jun was weird.

Li Mu thought about it and asked with some lack of interest:

"Then will people still beat you up tomorrow?"

Mu Zhen glanced at Li Mu and said with a smile:

"The third floor is only open, it's not a reward. If you want to enter the second floor, you still have to win the fight."

"What do you mean, to enter the third floor, you don't need to win the martial arts competition?"

Li Mu frowned, a little confused about what the Confucians wanted to do.

After hearing Mu Zhen's explanation, Li Mu was even more surprised.

The final decision of Confucianism was to open the third floor permanently, and anyone could enter at any time.

Li Mu felt.

This place is a bit dangerous.

But this world is full of conceited idiots.

"Teacher wants me to go on stage?" Li Mu asked tentatively.

"'Convincing People with Reason' is not actually suitable for women to practice. There are many classics left by ancient sages on the second floor of the study room. You may find them useful."

Mu Zhen glanced at Li Mu with a suggestive look.

Li Mu felt that Mu Zhen's words were like a mockery of him, but he had no evidence.

After a moment's hesitation, he asked, "Can the Confucian martial arts skills be taught to outsiders?"

Hearing this, Mu Zhen shook his head.

However, before Li Mu could ask, he heard him say leisurely:

"Confucian martial arts cannot be passed on to outsiders, but the collection on the second floor contains more than just Confucian martial arts."

"Disciple understands."

Li Mu understood and bowed to accept the instruction.

"Besides, who can prove that those long-lost martial arts are Confucian?"

Unexpectedly, Mu Zhen would not stop until he said something shocking.

"Is this the great scholar Mu Zhen that I know?"

Li Mu was surprised. At this time, he heard Mu Zhen remind him:

"You can only stay in the study for two hours at most. The books you bring out will be recorded and cannot be passed on to others. But how much you can remember is up to you."

Li Mu understood. So that's it.

Two hours?

It is also enough for Li Mu to bring back a big gift for Li Linger.

With Li Mu's photographic memory, he spent two hours to check whether the books on the second floor were enough for him to move.

Afterwards, Li Mu hinted at some matters concerning the Grand Marshal Sun and the great scholar Ru Jun.

But Mu Zhen obviously didn't want to talk about this matter any more. After a few words, he ordered Li Mu to leave.

Li Mu had no choice but to send Li Wu, who was already fast asleep, back to his room.

Walking along the corridor of the inn.

Li Mu was thinking about the things on the third floor.

It's somewhat unbelievable.

"I ran from the second floor to the third floor, but the person disappeared? Are they going to eat people in there?"

Li Mu did not ask these questions in front of Mu Zhen before.

After all, time travel can happen...

Besides, this world is not the martial arts world that Li Mu originally thought it was.

There is nothing wrong with some strange and bizarre phenomena.

But no matter how curious he was, Li Mu would never try to kill himself.

As the saying goes, listen to advice and eat your fill, and don't seek death, and you won't die.

With so many horror movies full of examples of people seeking their own death, Li Mu would definitely not suffer this loss.

Lying on the soft couch in the inn, I immediately cleared these thoughts from my mind.

Soon I fell asleep.

...

at the same time.

In a private house on the outskirts of Qiuzhou City.

A middle-aged woman dressed brightly and looking panicked was sitting alone at the table in the room.

The woman looked at the moon outside the window from time to time.

At this moment, the door was pushed open from the outside with a creaking sound.

A middle-aged man in plain Taoist robes approached.

"Big, my lord."

The woman quickly stood up and saluted the visitor.

The man who entered the room was none other than Liang Du.

The middle-aged woman in front of him was the brothel owner that Li Mu had met before in Yiyefang.

"How did things go?"

Liangdu ignored the woman's flattery, walked to the table, sat down, and asked.

Seeing this, the madam took a few steps forward and stood opposite the table, with her head lowered and her eyes evasive.

"It didn't work?"

Liangdu glanced at the madam, his eyes full of disgust.

"Forgive me, sir! I have been following your orders, but the girl that the prince likes is not one of ours."

The madam fell to her knees with a thud, begging for mercy.

At this time, two masked men in black walked into the house. Judging from their figures, they were men.

When he saw the madam in the house, he was visibly stunned, and then stood at the door without saying a word.

"Alright, she's a piece of trash, take her out and deal with her."

Liangdu waved his hand impatiently, and the two men in black at the door immediately understood and stepped forward to take the madam out.

Seeing this, the madam rushed to Liang Du and cried out:

"My lord, I followed your instructions in everything, but the prince didn't like it. This is not my fault, my lord!"

Liang Du slightly retracted his legs and glared at the two men in black, but the madam hugged Liang Du's legs and begged for mercy:

"My lord, I have tried my best. The girl that the prince likes has the most ordinary background among the six people, and I had already pushed her to someone else before the prince came to redeem her. This matter cannot be blamed on me. If I had followed my original intention..."

"You mean, the responsibility is mine?"

Liangdu kicked the madam aside and said in a bad tone.

The madam struggled to get up. Seeing that things had come to this point, she stared at Liang Du without fear, saying in dissatisfaction:

"I said before that this method is like looking for a needle in a haystack. If you follow my idea..."

"Why is the woman that Li Mu likes not one of ours?"

Liangdu interrupted the madam before she could finish.

"This, this is just a coincidence."

Liang Du chuckled, looked at the two men in black behind the madam, and asked:

"Have you heard the story of Yiyefang Oiran?"

"I heard it!"

The two men in black were slightly stunned, then nodded.

"If I ask you to redeem them, are you willing?"

Hearing this, the two men fell silent. The tall and thin man in black hesitated for a moment and said:

"If it's the courtesan Ye Miaomiao, I would be willing to do it."

"My lord, if you want me to die, is this necessary?"

The madam showed contempt on her face, obviously knowing that she could not escape today.

Liang Du pinched his brows hard, feeling helpless that it would be difficult to accomplish anything great. He pointed at the tall and thin man in black and said:

"Go ahead and clean it up, and let her know what's going on."

Then, a tall, thin man in black grabbed the madam's collar and walked out, saying as he walked:

"You are such a miserable woman, how could you come up with such a name? The only one with a clean background is not one of ours. My Lord, please be kind and be smarter in your next life."

"I have been running a brothel for more than ten years. How could I not know what men like?"

Seeing that she was still stubborn, the tall and thin man twisted the madam's neck, then shook his hands in disgust and said to himself:

"It's really shameful. You know, that's called a whore!"

Inside the room, the masked man looked at Liang Du cautiously and said:

"Sir, there is news from the Saint Residence that the matter has been settled, but I have seen the study from a distance and it only has two floors..."

Liang Du waved his hand, signaling the man in black to leave as well. He looked deeply tired and said impatiently:

"Who told you that the third floor is in the study?"