Chapter 110 – The Bloodstained Book of Urgency The Sacrifice and the Seed
Chapter 110 – Bloodstained Urgent Book Spirit Sacrifice and Seed
“Don’t panic, not dead, the bureau is still there.”
Xin Zhuo was silent for a long time, smiled, and asked again, “When did Su Miaojin leave?”
“Oops! Thanks to Miss Su.”
Han Qiniang’s big eyes shone brightly, her face was already full of admiration: “Miss Su’s unclothed and meticulous care took care of Big Boss’s for eighteen whole days, and just now she went down the mountain, and before she left, she even left a note.”
“Telling you to read more, that’s called being unclothed and meticulous.”
Murong Huo corrects Han Qiniang’s incorrect wording, takes out the note aside and hands it to Xin Zhuo, lamenting, “Who would have thought that that Su Miaojin would be so powerful in the beginning? And to repay grudges with virtue. It’s true that she’s worthy of being a lady of the house, with extraordinary origins, and isn’t she comparable to that insidious and venomous nun princess?”
Completely forgetting who encouraged Big Boss to do her in the first place.
Xin Zhuo coughed violently for a while and took the note, only to see that there was only a row of small, elegant characters on it: “The meridians are broken by inches, I can’t do anything about it, I hope to take care of myself!”
There is not much meaning, and even did not mention the three favors promised in advance, just ……
This favor is really not proud to repay, and even ashamed of what they did at the beginning.
“Help me up! Give me a ride down the mountain!”
Xin Zhuo coughed a few more times with great effort and sat up with great difficulty.
“Big pawn, your body ……”
Cui Ying’er was going to sternly refuse, but looking at Xin Zhuo’s irrefutable look, she could only sigh and help him up.
With Huang Dagui carrying Xin Zhuo on his back, the group hurried to the bottom of the mountain.
At the foot of the mountain, it was the early morning light, the sky and the earth were gray, the grand carriage on the official road, surrounded by dozens of Nanli old soldiers, slowly drove away.
Xin Zhuo stubbornly went down from Huang Da Gui, staggered to the carriage, bowed seriously.
The carriage seemed to notice something and slowed down slightly, the curtain lifted a corner, revealing a pretty face with a smile at the corner of its mouth, very warm and sincere.
Carriage gradually far away, until disappeared in the morning light withered yellow mountain scenery at the end of the official road.
“Cough cough ……”
Xin Zhuo coughed violently until he coughed until his face turned red and then white.
“Da Dangjie!”
The crowd hurriedly picked him up and hurriedly returned to the Volsung Walled City.
Just as they entered the fortress, a group of people could not help but be stunned and hurriedly blocked Xin Zhuo behind them.
Only to see twenty people standing in the courtyard, clear color autumn palace pavilion Confucian clothing, it is Bai Xuanqi, Helian Sheng, Li Shiyue and Feng Sanbao and so on Quan Yi Kwai She students.
Seeing the crowd return, a group of students immediately bowed and saluted: “Master Xin! How is your health?”
“Coughing …… wasted only …… coughing ……”
Xin Zhuo once again coughed non-stop, weakly looking towards the group of people, “Is there, is there something?”
Bai Xuanqi, full of worry, stepped forward and hesitated for a moment: “Two things, one is to formally give tuition to the husband’s son ……”
The “tuition” is the formal honor of paying respect to a teacher. Although they had not been with Xin Zhuo for long, they had benefited too much from both the Tao Te Ching and Sun Tzu’s Art of War, and Husband Xin was definitely worthy of the word “teacher”.
As he spoke, four students behind him were already carrying a large box and placing it aside.
“Secondly ……” Helian Sheng bowed and said: “We are here to bid farewell to Mr. Xin.”
“You …… cough all of you are leaving?” Xin Zhuo inquired in surprise.
Helian Sheng looked heavy and said: “The news came from the capital, his majesty is seriously ill, the husband said that this has been the matter, the Autumn Palace Pavilion, including the Water Moon Nunnery, will be all going to the capital in the next few days. The Autumn Palace Pavilion will be merged into the Autumn Wind Academy, and the Water Moon Nunnery will be merged into the Great Buddha Nunnery.
At that time, I and other three years of students to enter the dynasty as an official or into the army as a general, the new students to go to the Autumn Wind Academy to study, so ……”
“Fetch pen, ink, paper and ink stone!”
Xin Zhuo ignored the objections of Cui Ying’er’s several people and struggled down, although his meridians were broken by inches and his body was weak to the extreme, his limbs could barely move.
Murong Huo and Han Qiniang were uncertain, and hurriedly moved tables and chairs, took out brushes, ink, paper and inkstones.
Xin Zhuo, in the curious eyes of all the students and mountain thieves, sat down with difficulty, coughed heavily for a while, dipped the brush into the ink, and waved the pen.
Bai Xuanqi and the others were puzzled, and subconsciously came closer to watch, and this time they could no longer move their eyes, looking nervous, excited, and thrilled all at the same time. Only to see that the paper was the remaining volume of Sun Tzu’s Art of War.
“Cough cough ……”
Xin Zhuo coughed again, coughing heart palpitating.
“Da Dangjie’s, you can’t write anymore! Your body ……” Cui Ying’er and Han Qiniang immediately stopped it.
Bai Xuanqi and the others also had the intention of stopping it, but they were expecting it and didn’t know what to do.
Xin Zhuo pushed Cui Ying’er and the two of them away with force, and regardless, continued to write furiously.
One page, two pages, three pages ……
One hour, two hours ……
Until dusk, the paper pages have been written nearly a hundred, the brush bared its hair for three rods, the ink was almost finished, and Xin Zhuo’s face was white and scary.
Cui Ying’er a group of people and b Kwai She all students, accompanied him for almost a day.
At this moment, the rest of the Tao Te Ching, the rest of Sun Tzu’s Art of War, including the whole of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, those who still remembered it, were all written.
“Pfft–“
Xin Zhuo wrote the last word, a mouthful of blood sprayed out, staining the thick paper folded together, although it did not affect the viewing, but it was extremely eye-catching and bleak.
“Da Dangjia’s!”
“Husband!”
The courtyard was full of people who rushed forward.
Xin Zhuo waved his hand to stop, dead look to b Kwai She twenty students: “plus” 36 plans “, three scriptures and the art of war, you transcribe each other read, careful understanding, the future is enough to make you a better person, all can do that people, no matter how to govern the world, or marching and fighting, galloping the sands, completely in no way.
Cough cough cough …… This is my life’s work, I only pass to you twenty people, and autumn Palace Court has nothing to do, cough cough, not to pass the twenty-first person, remember, destroy the original manuscript, do it?”
“I honor to follow the teachings!”
The crowd looked at the person in front of them whose body was weak to the extreme, but suddenly exuded an incomparably powerful aura, their hearts were not only awe-inspiring but also touched.
The gravely ill and urgent book, entrusted with the Three Scriptures that could cure the world, the piercing blood that could not be washed away from the original text, all touched their nerves.
Xin Fu Zi amazing talent, no one can compare!
This life is unforgettable!
The student members saluted again, their eyes already red.
“Well well well, pff-“
Xin Zhuo once again spewed out a mouthful of old blood and fainted on his back.
“Husband!”
The faces of the crowd of students changed, and they once again stepped forward.
Right at this moment, a dull bell sound came from both the east and west directions at the same time, one after the other, without stopping.
A group of students subconsciously stopped, listened with their ears, and couldn’t help but change their faces drastically.
“I’m afraid the news has come that His Majesty has collapsed!”
Helian Sheng’s face was hard to see, he immediately respectfully picked up the blood-stained manuscript, looked at the fainting Xin Zhuo, and said to Cui Ying’er’s several people, “We’re going to leave, husband’s teachings dare not be forgotten, take good care of husband!”
……
A group of students had already left.
The sound of the bell in the distance has not stopped.
Xin Zhuo, who was carried back to the bed to lie down, suddenly opened his eyes and invoked the Moonwatcher’s Well at the first opportunity.
That’s right, temporarily the meridians were broken, unable to perform martial arts, the Moonwatch Well could still be invoked.
Looking at the well of “xxxx” medical skills, and twenty students skyrocketed to fifty to one hundred debt, the corner of his mouth revealed a smile, muttered a sentence.
“dog said, the seed has been planted, give up a death, dare to pull down the emperor, end of my Xin Zhuo life, must kill all the water moon nunnery, autumn palace pavilion, sacrificing the sky under the martial arts for the spirit, and you this bullshit great Zhou Jiangshan reasoning!”
(End of chapter)