Chapter two hundred and fifty-one thousand miles of mourning
Whether Tang Zi'an is a good person cannot be simply judged in just one sentence.
But for the teachers and students of Chunqiu Academy, he must be a good dean.
From Xia Sheng's standpoint, it was Tang Zi'an who brought him into the Chunqiu Academy, Tang Zi'an who maintained him all the way to this day, and it was Tang Zi'an who guarded Ying Tianwu in the mountains for nearly a hundred years.
But for some reason, the emotions in Xia Sheng’s heart are not complicated at all at all, leaving only a deep sadness.
Since Xia Sheng returned to the Dajin Dynasty, he has not had many friends, and Tang Zi'an has one.
But now, Tang Zi'an is dead in front of him.
And from a certain perspective, all this is caused by Xia Sheng.
It was him who sank the Mingsha Banner into the bottom of the Guiyou Black Spring, which led to the evil spirits inside it, forcing Tang Zi'an to sacrifice his life for the safety of the people in the academy and cut himself off from the spring.
Use your body to suppress evil spirits!
Tang Zi'an has never been sorry for Xia Sheng.
But Xia Sheng finally failed the trust of the old dean.
He rescued Ying Tianwu and destroyed the mountain guard formation in the academy.
He saved Mu Bei's life and let the alien master who caused chaos in the academy escape.
But by chance, Tang Zi'an's life was killed.
Of course, this result was not what Xia Sheng wanted to see, but now that things have come to this, he has no room for recovery.
The dead are the greatest!
No matter whether Xia Sheng had already made plans to be an enemy of Chunqiu Academy before this, at this moment, he had to temporarily hold it in his heart.
Because before his death, Tang Zi'an handed over the future of Chunqiu Academy to him!
After a sad roar, Xia Sheng slowly closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and had already embedded his nails deeply into his palms. He raised his hand and gently wiped the corners of his eyes. Then he stood up, bowed deeply to the stone that had collapsed, then turned around and left without looking back.
When he reappeared in the front hall of the academy, his face had returned to normal. He called Lao Qian and said to him: "Today, a foreign master invaded Buju Mountain. President Tang chased him. You can settle everyone first. Bury the dead and send the injured to the Hall of Eternal Life for treatment. After the formation of guarding the mountain is lifted, you will ask the court for help."
Lao Qian nodded and asked, "What about you?"
Xia Sheng took a deep breath and replied in an extremely calm tone: "Director Tang told me to do something else, just don't worry."
"Okay." Lao Qian did not arouse any suspicion and soon went back to greet the academicians in the academy and taught the students to clean up the mess.
As for Xia Sheng, he slowly walked back to Xuanpu Garden in the back mountain.
Every step he took was a bit heavy, and every breath was filled with a chill. The trees in the forest seemed to be grateful for their hearts, and under the dark sky, it exuded a dead silence like a grave.
The autumn wind dared not appear, and all the insects and birds retreated. The yellow leaves floated down from the sky and fell quietly to the ground without making any sound.
Xia Sheng was silent all the way, stepped back into the faint light of Xuanpu Garden, and came to Mu Bei who was unconscious, looking down at him. He gently held the sword in his hand, let go, and clenched again...
After repeating this several times, he sighed softly. In the end, he decided to kill him with one sword, turned into the tent, and began to investigate Ying Tianwu's injuries.
The dark moon is silent.
For a moment, the entire Xuanpu Garden sank into a long sleep.
It was dawn that Xia Sheng walked out of the tent with a little depressed spirit and went to the garden to pick a few spiritual herbs. He didn't leave for too long. After about half a stick of incense, he returned to Ying Tianwu's side.
Time just passes day by day.
Xia Sheng never took a step forward in Xuanpu Garden, nor did he treat Mu Bei's injuries, but let him continue to be in a coma. In addition to feeding him psychedelic drugs regularly, he threw it on the ground and ignored it.
During this period, Lao Qian and other teachers and students of the academy also looked for Xia Sheng from the Future Xuanpu Garden, or they didn't even know that Xia Sheng had been hiding in the garden.
It was not until the third day that things finally changed.
Because Ying Tianwu woke up.
At the same time, another important thing happened.
Even the academy's mountain guard formation was finally completely lifted, and the road to connect with the outside world was opened again. Teams of imperial guards with solemn spirit entered Buju Mountain, and people from major families also sent people to inquire about the situation.
Xia Sheng carried Ying Tianwu on his back, carried the quilt like a rice dumpling in one hand, and quietly went down the mountain.
When he came to Shantang, Mu Bei was gone, but he didn't know where he had left. As for Ying Tianwu, he was entrusted by Xia Sheng to Qin Siye.
Xia Sheng did not tell Ying Tianwu's identity, but asked Master Qin Si to take care of him more.
Ying Tianwu had just regained his freedom and was unwilling to recover from his injuries in Shantang alone, but he did not dare to disobey Xia Sheng's orders, so he could only settle down temporarily.
"Where are you going now?"
Xia Sheng held the information about Hu Shuo and others in his hand, and his face was calm, corresponding to Tianwu replied: "I have to go to the south to do something."
Ying Tianwu coughed and said to Xia Sheng solemnly: "When my injury is almost healed, I will come to see my elder brother."
Xia Sheng waved his hand: "You have not been injured for ten days or half a month, so don't think about walking down the ground. I have helped you get all the bones. As for the broken meridians, it still needs some time to nourish them. Before leaving later, I will leave two bottles of nanmu juice for you to respond to. I have already prescribed the medicine list for Shantang. You take the medicine regularly and then reshape the Qihai according to the method I taught you. When I come back, I should be able to heal 30% or 40%."
Upon hearing this, Ying Tianwu's expression couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Until today, Ying Tianwu has never asked Xia Sheng what happened to him, why not only did he die on Mount Buzhou, but he was also reborn. Even his appearance and voice were completely different from before. More importantly, why did he finally emerge until five hundred years later?
Let the Dajin Dynasty continue to this day?
The reason why Ying Tianwu didn't ask was that he knew clearly that the young man who stood in front of him and rescued him from the dark prison was his elder brother. This was enough, so what's the point of asking these questions?
The elder brother always has his own reasons for his work, and he does not need to ask the reason for his follower, just follow the elder brother to do it!
But there is a problem that he must figure out before Xia Sheng left.
"What are you doing when my brother is heading south? Could it be for the spring examination that those guys have discussed before?"
Xia Sheng's eyes were deep and he slowly shook his head: "Yes, not. I'm going to find someone to report the death to her...."
Chapter completed!