Teacher! Mr. missed class again today [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

Heimuya, Ren Yingying's place.

"Let's be here today."

Jiang Yunlou got up and carried the piano behind his back. At this time, Ren Yingying also stood up, and told the maid who was waiting on the side: "Go and get that pot of cactus."

The maid quickly trotted and disappeared before their eyes. After a while, a pot of cactus came.

Jiang Yunlou smiled and said, "It seems to have grown up a bit."

He took the cactus from the maid and said to Ren Yingying, "Thank you for taking care of it these days."

Ren Yingying covered her mouth and said with a smile: "You are welcome, sir. Don't forget to take me to see the cat tomorrow."

Jiang Yunlou nodded gently: "I will never forget."

He hugged the cactus, and walked out of the piano practice room unhurriedly. He came here often, so the maids and servants in Ren Yingying's house were used to it, and they would not be as trembling as they were at the beginning every time.Jiang Yunlou didn't want anyone to see him off when he left, so Ren Yingying just sent him to the door of the house, then stopped, and only watched him leave.

In the bamboo forest outside the courtyard, a woman in purple shirt turned her back to Jiang Yunlou, looking at the sky from a distance, motionless, until Jiang Yunlou approached, and then suddenly came back to her senses.

The astonishment on the purple-shirted maid's face was only fleeting, and soon, that face returned to its original indifference. The purple-shirted maid stepped back respectfully, bent her waist, and sent him away silently.

Purple Shirt Maid...

The maid in purple shirt beside Yingying seems to be called Qing He.

The direction she was looking at just now should be Dongfang Bubai's study, which is also the main hall where the middle and high-level teachers discuss academic affairs.

...Did something happen?

These days when Jiang Yunlou returned to Heimuya, the dignified atmosphere on and off Heimuya still continued. After thinking about it, he felt that during the days when Dongfang Bubai was still alive, the "rebellion" The elder must be more than Tong Baixiong, even if Heimuya now has very few confidantes who are in charge of me, but who knows?

"Son."

As soon as Jiang Yunlou raised his eyes, he saw a woman whom he hadn't seen for a long time standing not far away, looking at him with a smile.

There was also a hint of joy on Jiang Yunlou: "Chengbi?"

Chengbi nodded, and trotted over again, took the cactus from Jiang Yunlou's hand, and smiled brightly: "My servant heard that Ning Zi said that you came to Shenggu's place to teach piano, so I wanted to come here to wait for you."

She is a girl who likes to laugh very much. Today, after seeing her again after a long absence, she couldn't help but smile a few more times, especially after seeing Jiang Yunlou, she couldn't stop her heartfelt smile no matter what.

She looked at Jiang Yunlou with genuine concern in her eyes: "I haven't seen you for so many days, why have you lost weight again, and your complexion is not good... Really."

She murmured such a sentence in a low voice, and then said in a low voice: "My servant is overstepping, please punish me, sir."

Jiang Yunlou laughed and said: "You care about me, how could it be Passover? Go back, I have moved to Dongfang's house now, you already know it?"

Chengbi nodded.

"The servant girl came out from the leader. Before she came out, she saw that the head of the church had sent someone to bring several pots of beautiful crabapple flowers. They picked the most beautiful ones for the leader and young master to watch, and put them in the courtyard for the time being. "

Jiang Yunlou was taken aback: "Is that so..."

He thought of the tall man who tried to please him in every possible way before, like a tall man who asked for something, and hesitated in his heart.

Cheng Bi heard that his tone was wrong, and immediately said: "If the young master doesn't like it, the servant girl will immediately move all the flowers out."

Jiang Yunlou was a little dumbfounded.

"It's not that I don't like it...let's keep it for now."

The left and right are just a few pots of beautiful flowers.

"Yes."

"By the way, I heard that you still have two days to come back, why did you arrive today?"

Chengbi smiled and said: "The leader has been passing the letter for two days, urging the maidservant to hurry up, how can the maidservant not hurry up?"

Jiang Yunlou raised his eyebrows: "In such a hurry?"

Cheng Bishen said mysteriously: "Actually, what the leader is worried about is not the maidservant, but the things on the maidservant."

Jiang Yunlou asked curiously, "Oh? What?"

"Of course it's the son's birthday present."

Jiang Yunlou paused: "Wait, don't tell me... well, no matter what the gift is, we'd better wait for Dongfang to come back before opening it."

Chengbi chuckled: "We haven't returned to the residence yet, you are in a hurry to tell the servant girl not to open it..."

The two master and servant chatted all the way, and returned to the home on the top of the mountain one after the other.

at the same time.

Teach in the torture hall.

Under the flickering flames, a blood-stained blood man was roughly dragged into the hall.

There is hardly a piece of good skin left on his body, and there are whip marks all over his body. The beaten skin was torn apart and then soaked in salt water. At first, he was able to grit his teeth and stand firm, but now, he has the strength to move a finger. No more.

Dongfang Bubai sat on a high seat, looked coldly at the "blood man" below, and said coldly, "How much did you ask?"

The head of the punishment hall immediately held up a stack of papers.

"These are the questions that have been asked one after another these days, please take a look at the leader."

Dongfang Bubai waved his hand, and the head master of the punishment hall handed the stack of papers to the red note next to Dongfang Bubai.

Dongfang Bubai said: "It's been three years, I don't think there are still so many people who are willing to pledge their allegiance to Ren Wo, but I have underestimated him."

The "Blood Man" made a sound of air leaking from his throat, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Dongfang Bubai got up slowly, walked down the steps, and stopped five steps away from the "blood man": "Do you think so? Elder Shangguan."

It turned out that this "blood man" was none other than Shangguan Yun, the elder of the Baihutang of the Sun Moon God Sect, who was known as the "Diao Xia" by people in the Jianghu.

Since Dongfang Bubai became the sect leader, Tong Baixiong's Fenglei Hall has been used the most. The Baihu Hall, which was highly valued when he was in office, has gradually fallen silent. Shangguan Yun also accepted this reality honestly. Followed the previous two elders to make trouble, and usually did not take any actions against Dongfang Bubai.

But when Xiang Wentian approached him personally and begged him for help, Shangguan Yun hesitated for a moment, but agreed.

Dongfang Bubai looked at him condescendingly, and said indifferently: "I don't think I have ever treated you badly, this move by the elder Shangguan really makes me feel cold."

He turned around and said coldly, "Come on."

As soon as he gave an order, several punishment hall disciples brought something and put it next to Shangguan Yun with a bang.Shangguan Yun couldn't lift his head up, he just lay there like a corpse, his mouth and nose were full of bloody smell, which made him unable to breathe.

But after a while, he smelled a strange fragrance.

"Bloodman" moved.

He first wriggled on the ground like a maggot, and soon his bloody hands covered his head in pain. The "clang, clang, clang" sounds were Shangguan Yun's continuous pounding on the bluestone slab on the ground. The voice of your own head.

There was a dead silence in the hall, only the sound of "哐, 哐" came continuously, making the atmosphere even more weird.

After a quarter of an hour, Shangguan Yun slowly stopped his masochistic movements and got up from the ground. His hands and feet seemed to be a little uncoordinated, his movements were slow and weird, and he didn't seem to be acting like a human being.

He rushed over suddenly, opened his mouth and bit the arm of a Xingtang disciple.

The Xingtang disciple had been on guard for a long time, a layer of iron was wrapped around his arm, which firmly blocked Shangguan Yun's bite.

Several punishment hall disciples around him tacitly surrounded Shangguan Yun who seemed to be going crazy.

Dongfang Bubai said: "Put it away."

The head of the punishment hall took two steps forward and cut off the source of the strange fragrance.

……

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On the hillside of Heimuya, there is an extra iron cage.

There was a blood man locked in the cage, his whole body was stained red with blood, he couldn't see his face clearly, he looked like a madman, his mouth kept roaring like a wild beast, and he hit the iron cage with his body over and over again, as if he couldn't feel any pain Similarly, from time to time, he opened his mouth to bite, or scratched with his hands, but the iron cage remained motionless, and instead made the "blood man"'s own mouth and hands dripping with blood.

Around the cage, countless divine disciples gathered together and whispered.

"That's the elder Shangguan of Baihutang..."

"It is said that they colluded with Xiang Wentian to harm the Holy Lady..."

"Shh, I heard from people in Xingtang that this is the Gu worm from the Three Corpse Brain God Pill breaking out of its shell! It is said that there is a special spice that can make the Gu worm from the Three Corpse Brain God Pill go into action earlier..."

"This is because the worms in the head gnawed the brain. I heard that the three corpse brain pills took hold, and even my wife and children dared to eat them..."

The voices of everyone's discussion gradually subsided, replaced by an invisible fear, which slowly spread among the disciples of the God Cult, making people uneasy, especially the elder hall master who had taken the three corpse brain pill. His face was pale, and he didn't dare to say a word.

The leader's trick of killing chickens and monkeys is really effective.

Dongfang Bubai glanced at the crowd and the iron cage surrounded by them from a distance, turned around with a cold expression, and said, "Go back."

Hong Jian responded, and followed Dongfang Bubai's footsteps cautiously.

It wasn't until she walked for a while that she finally said, "Chengbi has already returned."

Dongfang Bubai hummed.

Hong Jian hesitated and said, "It's just that Chengbi... seems to have a special attitude towards Mr. Jiang."

Dongfang Bubai knew the whole story, heard the words and just said: "As long as you don't go beyond your duty, let her go."

After finishing speaking, he asked again: "Where is Qing He?"

Hong Jian replied: "Everything is as usual."

The two purple-shirted guards at the door of the house were still serious and respectful, but voices came from the courtyard.

"No, no, I really can't see it, just let me look at the box..."

"Look, this is it."

"Why don't you guess what's inside?"

"Hmm... a sword?"

Dongfang Bubai: "..."

Before he came back, had these people already tampered with the gifts he hadn't sent yet?

Dongfang Bubai coughed lightly, and walked slowly into the courtyard.The two girls in the yard immediately fell silent, Jiang Yunlou sat in front of the stone table, as if nothing had happened before, but Cheng Bi was holding the long and narrow wooden box in her arms, her cheeks flushed slightly.

Dongfang Bubai glanced at Chengbi.

"Bring something?"

Chengbi immediately took a step forward and held up the box.

"Bring it, please take a look at the master."

Dongfang Bubai took the long and narrow box, walked up to Jiang Yunlou, and said, "Open it and have a look, it's your birthday present."

Jiang Yunlou took it as he said, and opened the box carefully and cautiously, only to find a long and narrow sword inside. Delicate and delicate, inlaid with a cyan gemstone, elegant and coquettish.

Jiang Yunlou happily said: "Is this a sword?"

He said happily: "Thank you, I like it very much... Mmm!"

Dongfang Bubai pinched Jiang Yunlou's cheek expressionlessly: "Pretend a little more like it?"

Jiang Yunlou couldn't help breaking his skills: "Hahahaha...! Don't pinch, don't pinch, because you can tell it's a sword just by the shape of the box... Don't, don't, it hurts, I'm really happy, really!"

Dongfang Bubai pinched Jiang Yunlou's face until it turned red twice, then stopped his hands unsatisfied, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a few maids in purple shirts who couldn't help turning their heads away, covering their mouths and laughing .

He sighed helplessly.

Jiang Yunlou hurriedly put the sword back into the box, and hugged Dongfang Bubai's thin waist.He raised his face in a rascally manner, and said, "Dongfang, I really like it."

Dongfang Bubai Bafengfufu said, "Yes."

"From tomorrow, I can practice sword with you again."

"Ah."

Jiang Yunlou: "..."

Jiang Yunlou suddenly asked in a low voice: "Why do you smell like blood?"

Dongfang Bubai was startled, "Really?"

He frowned slightly, turned his head and said: "Ning Zi, go to boil water, I need to take a bath."

Ning Zi hastily responded, and hurriedly backed away.

Dongfang Bubai pushed Jiang Yunlou away, opened a little distance, adjusted his sleeves, and explained: "I just went to the execution hall. The execution hall is dirty all the year round, and it is normal to smell some blood. By the way, Don't go halfway up the mountain if you have nothing to do in the past two days, something happened there."

Jiang Yunlou was taken aback for a moment, his thoughts changed sharply, and he just responded, "Well, I see."

He smiled, pulled Dongfang Bubai's sleeve to pull him back, and sat down beside him.

He deliberately sighed: "Don't worry, even if the leader poured chicken blood all over you, I won't despise you."

Dongfang Bubai raised his eyebrows silently, raised his hand, and gently rubbed Jiang Yunlou's pinched flushed face.

"Does it hurt?"

"... a little bit."

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Dongfang Invincible: Does it hurt?

Jiang Yunlou: (upright) A bit.

Gu Xian: Does it hurt?

Gong Jiu: Sir, the face you pinched, why does it hurt? Come on, pinch here, pinch hard.

Thinking about the Baijin and Yu Luosha group again, I feel that no matter who pinches who in this group, the ending will be——

Ximen Chuuxue: (to Yu Luocha) Why are you angry with my master again? ? ?

Jade Rakshasa: ...

Weak, pitiful, and most importantly helpless.