Chapter 48: Lesson 1

Humans...slaughter humans?

Xia Fan did not go to ask what she saw.

He only felt rejection and habituation in the eyes of the opponent.

——The Fox Demon doesn't want to elaborate on this issue.

Realizing this, Xia Fan had to press the doubt in his heart.

……

Early the next morning, Wei Wushuang had changed into an alchemist uniform and

appeared vigorously at the door of Xia Fan's residence.

"Today is the first class of the first batch of new alchemists, we can't be

late!"

"I see, I see," Xia Fan yawned and walked out the door. In order to make up

for the training time for Qi Yin, he sat until two or three o'clock in the

morning last night before going to bed, and now he is a six-to-five civil

servant, he really can't adapt.

Not long after dawn, the sky was still pale blue. After a night of filtration,

the smell of firewood in the air had faded a lot.

The heat of the summer season was also diluted by the sea, and the morning

breeze that swept across the street was covered with coolness, and I took a

bite, and even tasted a little salty.

If there is no such thing as burning salt, Jinxia City might also be a good

place to live.

However, after leaving the courtyard wall, Xia Fan saw something unusual: many

people wearing official government service were walking back and forth along

the street, seeming to search for something, while the people avoided far.

Yes, whispering to the wall.

Xia Fan scanned the latter's eyes twice, and quickly fell on a touch of brown.

Common sense told him that it was a trace of the blood drying up.

"It's just what you humans love to do."

What Li said last night suddenly appeared in his mind.

Could this be the source of yesterday's screams?

"Did you hear any unusual noise yesterday?" He asked Wei Wushuang.

"No, I went to bed very early, and it was dawn when I opened my eyes." The

fellow countryman touched his head, "What happened?"

is really a carefree rich second generation... Xia Fan recounted what he

heard, but omitted the part of the fox demon.

"That's it," Wei Wushuang was surprised, and then frowned, "I guess... it's

probably the gang."

"Gang?"

"Well, Jinxia City is not more populous than Fenghua County, and it has more

people and power. When I came here to do business, I was blocked by them. I

paid some money to get out. As for the specific gangs here, I don't know

much."

Xia Fan nodded, and returned his gaze to the blood stain.

Obviously this was a long-term pursuit. The blood was spilled along the

street, and there should be more than one victim.

After hundreds of meters in the direction of the Privy Council, the onlookers

suddenly increased a lot, and a dozen or so government officials surrounded a

private house compound, preventing everyone from approaching.

Obviously this is the source of the case.

"I remember the Privy Council can also participate in the case, right?" Xia

Fan asked in a low voice.

"Yes, but only limited to the evil incident, this matter has nothing to do

with us." Wei Wushuang also lowered his voice.

"How can you see it?"

"Look," he pointed to a pile of iron tools at the entrance of the courtyard,

"that should be the murder weapon found by the government, it is still stained

with blood. I have never heard that evil spirits can use knives and sticks."

sounds like it does.

There are a few swords in the pile of iron tools, but more are hoes, shovels,

and kitchen knives-obviously the attacker has the advantage of the equipment.

Xia Fan also noticed that the corpses were constantly being lifted out of the

courtyard. Through the human walls, he could vaguely see a few corpses with

strange icons embroidered on their clothes.

That seems to be a white flower.

And the shape of the petals... makes him feel familiar.

Wei Wushuang may have guessed right, this incident should be just an ordinary

murder.

The only thing that made him caring was that after the officials noticed the

black alchemist robes on both of them, they invariably leaned inward, making

the wall closer, as if they were not civil servants of Qiguo, but The same as

the murder suspect.

This repulsive behavior made Xia Fan give up the idea of going to find out.

When they arrived at the Privy Council, the sun had just climbed over the

wall. The two stepped on the six o'clock bell and walked into the inner hall

of Zhiwei Hall. Four people were already waiting for them in the spacious

room.

Obviously these four and two of them are the first batch of new alchemists

mentioned by the receptionist.

"Flower picking thief?" A woman asked in surprise.

Xia Fan fixed his eyes and found that the other party was Luo Youer.

As these words were spoken, the eyes of the other three people suddenly became

strange.

"No, what do you mean by Caihua Thief?"

"Sneaking into the boudoir of an unmarried woman is usually a flower picker."

"That's an exam!" He quickly defended, "And I didn't go for people. The source

of the spiritual fire is my goal! Don't you and your senior sister agree on

this!"

"Well, it's okay to change to a thief, right?" Luo Youer had a reason.

Xia Fan decided to give up arguing.

"Huh, boring farce." Another handsome man in a Chinese suit looked away and

found a seat for himself.

"My name is Shangguan Cai, and I came here from Shangyuan City." The woman

beside Luo Youer walked over generously and said, "I would like to see you for

the first time."

Re-surname... Xia Fan couldn't help looking at her twice.

Qi bangs, single ponytail, not tall or short, with freckles on his face,

slightly collapsed nose, ordinary appearance, no obvious jewelry on his body,

and he does not look like a famous family.

The only bright spot is her eyebrows.

The tall willow eyebrows and slightly raised eyes give people a feeling of

heroism.

"Yue Feng, from Suzhou." The last person briefly introduced.

Compared with the precious son before, this man's clothing decoration is much

more casual. He didn't even wear a crown. He just tied a bun with a cloth

strip to highlight a chic and comfortable.

It’s just that Xia Fan noticed that his forearms exposed outside of the

alchemist suit because of his chest holding his chest were quite sturdy, the

knuckles of the back of his hand were high, and there were many scars,

undoubtedly after long-term training.

"I'm Xia Fan, this is my fellow townsman, Wei Wushuang, we are all from

Fenghua County." Xia Fan smiled "kindly", no matter what, these alchemists are

his colleagues who need to get along for a long time. You can't go wrong with

good relationships.

"Oh, are you all here?" At this moment, an old man with half-white hair and

about fifty years old walked in-although his age is older than this time, his

footsteps are not seen. Not dull at all, and his voice is full of breath.

"Yes, no fools have joined the Privy Council this time. Sit down, everyone. My

name is Zhang Mingya. You can call me Zhang Master, Zhang Teacher, Zhang

Master, but don't call Zhang Master, do you understand? You don’t have to call

yourself disciples either. I teach you that it’s just a matter of your own.

There is no mentor-discipline friendship at all. If you remember, let the old

man respond!"

It took a long time for everyone to react, and said one after another, "I'll

remember it later."

Is this the style of Liupin Wendao? Xia Fan was astonished. The weight of the

relationship between teacher and student is comparable to blood relationship

to some extent. It is not uncommon for teachers and students to form factions

from generation to generation. He doesn't care at all?

"Very well, don't forget that you are alchemists in the Privy Council.

Improving your own strength is more important than etiquette." Master Zhang

nodded with satisfaction, "This lesson, the old lady wants to teach you how to

better understand your own anger. "He opened a small notebook, "The alchemist

whom I ordered will stand on the stage."