Chapter 133: Disappearance of Yunlang
"Um……"
It was obvious that Qin Huai was in a dilemma. He thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a good reason. Su Luo was almost asleep. Finally, she stretched and yawned, and asked Qin Huai to go back and make up a reason and tell her tomorrow.
Qin Huai was pushed out of the door by Su Luo, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. He really thought about it carefully, but he just couldn't come up with any good reason, so he said to Su Luo the next day: "I can't tell you the reason, and I don't want others to know about this, especially Zimao. Can you keep it a secret for me?"
Su Luo immediately flashed her not-so-watery eyes and squeezed to Qin Huai's side, whispering, "You are indeed the leader of the mysterious sect in the martial arts world, right? Don't worry, as long as you don't kill me to silence me, I will definitely keep it a secret."
So Su Luo and Qin Huai had a common secret, but Su Luo had one biggest advantage, which was curiosity. She was curious about everything. Even if it was a secret, she would still be curious.
She tried to find loopholes and ask questions indirectly, hoping to get some information about the mysterious sect from Qin Huai. Qin Huai was in so much pain that he almost wanted to kill her so that he could have peace of mind.
From Zhuxian Town to Luoyang, Su Luo had been unable to find out, so she put the matter behind her, but she was proud of her fellow countryman. A modern person could actually practice the ability to fly up with a "whoosh", which proved that practicing martial arts had nothing to do with time and space. Even if she couldn't find out about the mysterious sect, she had to find a chance to let Qin Huai teach her a few moves.
Luoyang is truly amazing. Even Su Luo, a geography novice, knows that it is the heart of Kyushu, "the center of the world". As the ancient capital of 17 dynasties and 31 political regimes, it has countless stories and produced more celebrities than cattle hair.
Compared to the prosperity of Nanjing, the streets of Luoyang have a different flavor. An ancient capital is an ancient capital, and even the residents here look antique. It seems that every brick and tile can tell a history. Su Luo always feels that in such a place, even if you breathe more air, people will become more ancient.
Following Qin Huai to the Qin family's villa in Luoyang City - it's good to be rich, you can travel all over the world without worrying about the embarrassment of . This incident made Su Luo full of fighting spirit. She wanted to work hard to build the Su family's villa on every inch of land in Daming... This sounded a bit like a rebellion.
"Let's go see the city flowers tomorrow." Su Luo had long forgotten the purpose of coming to Luoyang.
"What kind of flower?"
“The city flower of Luoyang.”
“Is there such a flower?”
Su Luo looked at Qin Huai's face carefully. Seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, she immediately fell into a dilemma. Su Luo was more serious than ever before, "Which backward dynasty did you travel through? What else could the city flower of Luoyang be? Peony!"
Qin Huai exhaled, "It's July now."
"Um?"
"The peony blooms between April and May."
"Oh, right!" Su Luo skipped the question of whether the flowers were in bloom or not, and asked, "Is Li Rusong's military academy built in Luoyang?"
Qin Huai frowned, "You want to find him? He can't be in Luoyang."
"Who wants to go find him?" Su Luo muttered softly, feeling sad in his heart.
Qin Huai didn't hear clearly, "What?"
"I want to go see Yunlang."
Su Luo was a man of action. He had just made the decision in the morning and dragged Qin Huai out in the afternoon. The military academy was built in the suburbs of Luoyang. Su Luo couldn't tell the exact location, but it was quite far away. It took them an entire afternoon to get there. They had to abandon the car and climb the mountain. After struggling for a long time, they finally saw the gate of the military academy.
But this military academy sounds pretty impressive, please give it some face. There is no reason to put up a few wooden frames, order two wooden boards, and write "Da Ming Officer Training Base" on it and call it a military academy. It is even worse than a bandit's den... No, look carefully, it really does look like a bandit's den.
Looking at the wooden gate that was as tall as a person, Su Luo used his arm to nudge Qin Huai, "Take me over there."
Qin Huai pretended not to hear, and loudly called out to the garrison soldiers inside the door, explained his purpose, and showed a small gold medal. Su Luo recognized the medal, as she had used this to cheat her way into the mansion in Nanjing.
After reading the nameplate, the small garrison was indeed a little polite to Qin Huai and sent one of them to take Qin Huai to the gate to register. Su Luo naturally followed him and kept asking, "Do you know a student named Yun Lang? Is he doing well?"
The garrison soldier stopped registering and asked, "The person you are looking for is Feng Yunlang?"
Su Luo nodded with a smile, "How is it? Is he a famous figure in the school now?"
The garrison closed the registration book and nodded with a half-smile, "Indeed, but you won't see him here."
"You can't be enlisted so soon, right? It's only been more than half a year."
The garrison soldier obviously had some sympathy for Su Luo's good wishes. He spread his hands and asked, "Are you his friends?"
"It's family!" Su Luo hurriedly corrected.
"Family? How could they not know that he was kicked out of school and come here to look for him?"
Su Luo blinked for a long time, then compared what he heard with Qin Huai. After confirming that it was correct, he suddenly grabbed the garrison soldier by the collar and asked, "Kicked out?"
The garrison was startled by surprise and reflexively drew out half of the sword from their waist. Fortunately, Qin Huai was quick-eyed and quick-handed, otherwise Su Luo would have become a postmodern version of Yang Guo, with a monument on his arm.
Su Luo patted his chest with lingering fear. The garrison was also in fear. After all, it was not easy to offend someone who could take out the gold medal. So they retreated to the safety line and said cautiously: "Two months ago, Feng Yunlang had a fight with two classmates because of a quarrel. He completely ignored military discipline and affected other students. This was not the first time, so the school decided to expel him."
Su Luo's eyes suddenly jumped. Fighting? That guy was indeed capable of doing that. Two months? He didn't go to Nanjing, where could he go? Could it be that he felt ashamed and therefore had no face to go back to see them?
But it's something that ordinary people do, and it doesn't apply to Yunlang. Even if he was fired, the boy should have boasted about his ability and said something like "I was fired, so what".
"What about the student named Hummer?" Su Luo was so anxious that he jumped up and down.
"Hummer?"
"My real name is Ma Sangou."
"He..." The garrison soldier lowered his head to look through the records in the notebook. Another voice came from the door, "He has been put in solitary confinement and will not be released until tomorrow."
Hearing this voice, Su Luo's heart skipped a beat and she turned around quickly. The excitement in her eyes disappeared instantly when she saw a petite figure behind that person. Qin Huai also turned his head and asked in great surprise: "Zimao? Why are you here?"
