Chapter 118: Number One Scholar Card Scholar? You Understand History
Chapter 118: The number one scholar? You have understood the history
Author: Carrot to Heaven
Yan Jiu could have used the judge pen to draw the word "Edict" on the talisman paper from the beginning to calm the zombies.
But she thought the talisman paper was a disposable product.
Once it's used, it's gone.
Anyway, the body's spiritual energy is still sufficient, and moving the muscles and bones is also a kind of exercise. She will not admit that she is poor.
The mountain god witnessed Yan Jiu's methods.
I haven't been able to relax for a long time.
He seemed to have no room for action.
In this journey back to the forest, he is just a decoration!
Think about it.
He looked at Lang Zongyi.
The mountain god patted his chest: It's okay, okay, Lang Zongyi is accompanying him as a decoration.
Lang Zongyi didn't pay attention to the mountain god's movements.
He noticed what Guan Zian said.
I instantly thought of the man in green on the battlefield.
Lang Zongyi said: "General Turan's military advisor should not be a thief, so why should he take the Sanqing Bell as his own?"
Hear the words.
Guan Zian's eyes flashed slightly.
His eyes turned to Lang Zongyi.
Guan Zian said seriously: "Well, if I say that the real owner of the Sanqing Bell is someone else, and I claim to be the holder, I am just following orders, would you believe it?"
The mountain god asked curiously: "By the decree of the Rose Cross?"
Guan Zian sneered.
It seems to be saying "who are they?"
Mountain God: "..." He has personality and is worthy of being the military advisor of my idol Turanyi!
Yan Jiu gathered spiritual energy in her hands, waved away the thick fog, and saw Guan Zian standing in the center of the formation.
Guan Zian looks extremely gentle.
His left hand is behind his back, and his right hand is holding a paper fan. At first glance, he looks like a weak scholar who cannot lift his hands, but what he does is beyond the reach of other people.
Yan Jiu looked at the zombies that were pinned around: "You are using yourself as an eye, just to prevent these zombies from running around, and you are not afraid of losing your soul."
Guan Zian shook his head lightly: "To be honest, sir, I'm afraid. But I'm even more afraid that I won't be able to fulfill my mentor's last wish. I'll have no face to face my mentor or General Turan one day."
He looked at Yan Jiu and Lang Zongyi.
It's like looking at someone through the two of them.
Yan Jiu met Guan Zian's nostalgic gaze: "Is this why you wear a mask?"
Guan Zian froze.
He shook his head and reached out to take off his mask. A handsome-looking face appeared in front of Yan Jiu, and his supposedly flawless cheek was tattooed.
Obvious.
Guan Zian was tortured by ink during his lifetime, which was why he still had tattoos on his face after his death.
Yan Jiu frowned: "You are not a deserter, how could you be engraved?"
Guan Zian smiled with relief: "If the emperor wants to punish people, he will not need a reason."
He looked into the distance.
Looking at the former Ming Dynasty Palace.
He endured the humiliation of the emperor, exchanged it for the Sanqing Bell given to him by his mentor, and buried it in a little-known place, while he himself guarded it with his soldiers for nearly five hundred years.
How lonely.
He is fearless.
Because he believes in reincarnation.
Fortunately.
God indeed favored him.
Before his soul died, he waited for the afterlife of his mentor and the reincarnation of General Turan.
Just when Guan Zian was thinking a lot.
Yan Jiu handed a wooden figure to Guan Zian: "I carved a substitute for you, come out and walk around."
Guan Zian's lips twitched.
Looking at the ugly little man that Yan Jiu spent ten minutes carving, his eyes were full of memories.
Guan Zian admired: "It looks a lot like me."
Lang Zongyi: Are your eyes okay?
Mountain God: It’s so impolite to brag about this!
Yan Jiu looks "discerning and wise".
Sure enough, she was right about Guan Zian.
Such a top scholar who is not afraid of power and resigned from the imperial court and has good vision is suitable to be an employee of her library, and he will definitely improve the aesthetics of the entire library.
Yan Jiu pretended to be casual and asked: "The name Guan Zian sounds familiar~"
The mountain god raised his hands in excitement and recited the history he had just learned: "Guan Zian, a native of the Ming Dynasty, was the first number one scholar in the Yunze period, a well-known scholar in both the government and the public, and a senior otaku. His popularity was extremely poor, and he was defeated by zero votes when selecting the prime minister.
Because the reality was far from his ideal, he was demoted again and again, and finally resigned from office at the age of twenty-seven and went into seclusion. Later, he was hired by General Turan with a high salary and became the Chief of Staff, Minister of Finance and Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Green Cavalry Army.
"
Yan Jiu: "..." There is no sense of violation. You have clearly played with history.
Lang Zongyi took a deep look at Guan Zian who was smiling but said nothing. This person's risk factor was as high as four stars.
It's far from as simple as it seems.
Just when Lang Zongyi wanted to persuade people not to recruit employees randomly, Yan Jiu said that she lacked a smart accountant and asked for Guan Zian's personal profile.
Guan Zian took out the Sanqing Bell from his sleeve: "Time is tight, let's use it as an introduction."
The magic weapon with the talisman engraved on it has not faded even after many years, and the Sanqing Bell is as simple as a decoration.
Yan Jiu held the long handle: "No matter who owned the Sanqing Bell before, from now on, its surname is Yan."
She is as arrogant as a robber.
But it makes people unhappy.
And when Yan Jiu inadvertently rang the Sanqing bell that had never been rang before, the clear ringing sounded throughout the Zhihui Forest.
The zombies who were originally baring their teeth and claws suddenly lined up in neat rows after hearing the ringing of the bell. This verified the rumored sentence - vibrate the bell with piety, and the gods and ghosts will be grateful.
Yan Jiu believed that her casualness and piety were not linked, and she didn't know what went wrong.
Why did the bell ring?
Except for Guan Zian, the expressions of everyone present did not change. Everyone present, including Yan Jiu, was shocked.
Yan Jiu was confused: "Isn't it said that the Sanqing Bell is difficult to ring?"
Guan Zian's tone was serious. He cupped his hands and said, "Maybe you have a destiny with it."
Lang Zongyi: "..." What a lame reason.
Mountain God: If I hadn’t known the rumors about the Nine Magical Weapons, I would have believed you.
Yan Jiu looked at Lang Zongyi and Shan Shen.
Lang Zongyi said seriously: "I have never seen anyone ring this bell."
The mountain god nodded: "Same as above."
It's not that Yan Jiu hasn't investigated the metaphysical history of this world. She thought it was very different from her previous life, but she didn't expect that the biggest difference was the rumors and existence of the nine magic weapons.
She looked at Guan Zian.
Her intuition told her that Guan Zian knew.
Guan Zian only smiled and said: "Sir, do you believe that there is a certain destiny?"
Yan Jiu frowned: "Is this a certain number?"
Guan Zian cupped his hands and said, "Your Excellency, you are smart!"
Yan Jiu: "..." I was praised, but I'm not happy at all.
Lang Zongyi's eyes paused on Guan Zian. It was not that he didn't pay attention to Guan Zian's attitude towards them.
Where is the calmness that a Yin spirit should have?
When Sanqingling was taken away by Guan Zian, he was not in the special bureau and did not know the specific situation.
Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I am still confused.
Guan Zian said respectfully: "Please, sir, send them to where they should go, so as not to be taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives."
Yan Jiu looked at the zombie wearing a battle robe.
She knew without any divination that they were from the same period as Guan Zian.
It's just that he died earlier than Guan Zian.
I know that returning to the forest is a place of darkness.
Generally speaking, it is an excellent place for spiritual cultivation.
Yan Jiu looked at Guan Zian's face, but could only see Guan Zian's fate after the words were carved on his cheek.
A small tattoo covers Guan Zian's past destiny. Who has such power?
Yan Jiu thought so and asked this question.
Guan Zian shook his head and said nothing. There were some things that he had not yet said.
Yan Jiu saw that Guan Zian was silent.
No more questions.
She dialed the underworld hotline.
Tell the busy undercover agents to come again.
She has a group of hard-working "craftsmen" who have nowhere to put them and are in urgent need of being transferred to the underworld.
The demand is not high, she only charges the middle price difference.
Yin Cha: "..." What's the price? The most valuable Judge's Pen, Soul Locking Chain, and Meng Po Soup have been taken away by you!
