Volume 2: Jade Promise Chapter 67 You have something to ask me
"Murderous intent?" Tang Zheng looked around, "I don't see anything strange like this."
When he saw the enchanting colorful clouds in the sky just now, those horrifying scenes naturally flashed before Tang Zheng's eyes.
However, with his ten years of gaming experience, he had already developed extremely strong nerves and mind through the various realistic killing scenes created with great effort by the game planners, which made him highly resistant to the aura of killing and death.
However, he really couldn’t explain these experiences to Li Xiaoren.
You can't say that killing is scary. The corpses of the monsters I killed could circle the earth. What's scary about death? I've died thousands of times. I can even tell the measurements of the resurrected goddess with my eyes closed. How can I be afraid of this? The aura of any large-scale dungeon boss is no less than this.
"Pfft." Although this was inappropriate, Ouyang Luoluo couldn't help but laugh.
See……
It’s really thanks to Tang Zheng that he could think of this.
The influence of this murderous aura goes straight into the soul, causing people to have all kinds of hallucinations. It makes perfect sense that it cannot be seen with the naked eye.
Li Xiaoren was choked by Tang Zheng and stopped talking. He just kept a cold face afterwards, as if someone owed him millions.
The strange colorful clouds in the sky lasted even shorter than Leng Chang's lightning and fireworks.
However, when the colorful clouds on the edge of the sky disappeared, more than half of the warriors in the inscription ceremony square had already fallen down, and the rest all looked like they had just been fished out of the water, and their entire bodies were soaked in sweat.
The colorful clouds dissipated, and the terrifying murderous intent also naturally disappeared without a trace. All the warriors in Jade Stone City breathed a sigh of relief.
In this somewhat weird and strange scene, Leng Buchen announced the end of the Yisu Academy's inscription ceremony.
This inscription-conferring ceremony could be said to be even more "grand" than the inscription-conferring ceremony held in the academy of the capital city of the top aristocratic families, but this kind of grandeur carried the iron-blooded flavor unique to the border.
Strong men of this level on both sides would not take action easily, but a conversation across the air also made Tang Zheng feel more deeply the terrifying power of the strong men.
It was not until the evening that the turmoil at the inscription ceremony gradually subsided.
Countless generals of Feishi City and students of the academy rushed to find Leng Changwang to see the honor of this nine-star seed!
However, no one found Leng Changwang.
He was just like when he came, waving his sleeves and leaving without taking a cloud with him.
As soon as this "king of dull moments" left, Yisu Academy went into an uproar!
In the office of the chief deacon Leng Buchen, Li Xiaoren made an unprecedentedly resolute request: "I solemnly request that a comprehensive investigation of Tang Zheng be approved!"
"What reason do you have to ask the entire academy to mobilize such a great force to do this?" Ouyang Luoluo obviously objected.
"He is abnormal!" Li Xiaoren insisted.
"You are the abnormal one. He enrolled in school and gave his speech well. What's abnormal about that?" Ouyang Luoluo retorted.
Tang Zheng was the first person she recommended to the academy, and he was also a student she was very optimistic about. Faced with Li Xiaoren's doubts, Ouyang Luoluo naturally felt like protecting him.
"You know very well why I think he is abnormal. In a situation like today, how could he act so calmly? Either he used a very special method to hide his true cultivation level, or he has experienced many fierce battles involving life and death. No matter which situation it is, it is absolutely inconsistent with the experience recorded in his current information! This means that there is something fishy about his apparent experience! It is very likely that he has bad intentions towards the academy!" Li Xiaoren looked at Ouyang Luoluo coldly, without giving in.
Ouyang Luoluo rolled her eyes at him and shook her head, saying, "You've been disliking Tang Zheng since his first day at the academy to take the test. I think you haven't recovered from the stimulation you received before..."
"Okay!" Leng Buchen waved his hand, signaling the two to stop arguing.
"Li Xiaoren's guess is not groundless. Since you have doubts about Tang Zheng's background, it will be your responsibility, Ouyang Luoluo, to thoroughly investigate Tang Zheng's background. Report the results directly to me. Do you have any objections?" Leng Buchen looked at Ouyang Luoluo and Li Xiaoren and asked.
Ouyang Luoluo nodded immediately, still staring at Li Xiaoren and sneering, "Don't worry, Head Deacon, I will conduct a thorough investigation. Since I recommended him, no matter where he comes from, I will be responsible to the end. I won't be like some people in the past who covered up the matter until they made a big mistake and then regretted it!"
"Luoluo!" Leng Buchen interrupted Ouyang Luoluo and stopped her from continuing.
Li Xiaoren didn't react much , but he still said with a cold face: "It would be best if you conduct a fair and thorough investigation. I will wait for your results."
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Tang Zheng was not aware of the quarrel between several high-ranking officials of Yisu Academy because of him. After the inscription ceremony, many warriors rushed to invite him to some dinner parties, including many senior students. Tang Zheng felt like his scalp was about to explode.
Except for the invitations from Li Wenqi and Zhang Ziwei, whom he had approached before, Tang Zheng agreed to all the others with the confusing reason of "my period came".
After agreeing on a time and place for dinner with Li Wenqi, Tang Zheng said goodbye to Xiaotang and the others and prepared to return to Tianxia Minglu's home to have a good rest.
When Tang Zheng arrived at the door of his house, he found a young man already waiting there.
Hearing Tang Zheng's footsteps , the young man turned around and the two men looked at each other.
The young man wore a purple gold crown inlaid with gems on his head, a scholar's gown with light gold piping, a long tasseled palace belt with colorful silk flowers, and blue satin arrow boots with dark patterns. On his left waist hung a jade as smooth as water, on his right waist hung an ancient and elegant long sword, on his back was a delicate jade harp, and in his hand was a light gold folding fan, on which was painted the ink landscape of Cuihu Lake.
Tang Zheng's first impression was, "Fuck, this guy has a similar style to me! But what the hell is that Yaoqin on his back? It's too abrupt and an eyesore."
The young man felt the same as Tang Zheng, and his eyes fell directly on the unique fan dagger in Tang Zheng's hand, which was created by Bailianfang and Yaoshan tribe, plus the design that Tang Zheng brought before he traveled through time. His eyes revealed admiration and fanaticism.
Tang Zheng suddenly felt that the painting of two grown men looking at each other in silence, "You look at me, I look at you," was a little too weird. He coughed twice and took the initiative to say, "Hello, you are blocking my door, can you move aside?"
The young man folded his fan, looked at Tang Zheng and asked, "Your fan is quite tasteful! Tang Zheng?"
Tang Zheng was a little confused by this person's nonsense words, but after all, he was praising him. Tang Zheng smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes, I do. What do you want to talk to me about?"
The young man shook his head: "No, you have something to ask me."
Looking at the young man's demeanor and tone, Tang Zheng frowned slightly and thought to himself, "If you keep pretending, I'll call the police!"
Seeing that Tang Zheng seemed a little unhappy, the young man smiled lightly and pointed to the side with his folding fan: "I am the owner of that house."
When Tang Zheng heard this, he suddenly understood and a trace of apology appeared on his face - the other party was really not pretending, Tang Zheng really had something to ask him.
"Oh, so it's... uh, by the way, what's your name?" Tang was just about to bow and say he had heard a lot about you, but suddenly he realized that he was still asking for someone else's name.
"Me?" The young man smiled when he saw that Tang Zheng didn't recognize him, put away his folding fan and bowed: "My name is Master Xi."
"Master Xi? Could that nickname be Xi'er?" Tang Zheng muttered to himself when he heard the name, but immediately smiled and returned the greeting, saying, "Master Xi, I've heard a lot about you. I want to buy your house, did you know that?"
The young man who called himself Mr. Xi smiled and shook his head: "I heard that you want to demolish it. If you can give me a convincing reason, I can sell it to you. If not... Haha, I'm afraid I can't fulfill your wish."
After hearing Mr. Xi's request, Tang Zheng nodded, but did not answer directly. Instead, he stepped aside and motioned Mr. Xi to come into the house for further discussion.
Mr. Xi did not refuse and followed Tang Zheng into the gate.
Tang Zheng took Xi Ye and turned left and right in the house, went up to the second floor, and headed straight for the huge terrace with lake view.
Mr. Xi followed Tang Zheng slowly, looking at the decoration and furnishings in Tang Zheng's house. The more he looked, the more interesting he found it.
When they arrived at the large viewing terrace, looking at the hedonistic furnishings such as rocking chairs, awnings, barbecue tables, etc. arranged by Tang Zheng, he curiously asked about the functions of those items one by one, and Tang Zheng answered them all for him casually.
Just like that, the two of them stood by the balcony railing, enjoying the evening breeze from the lake. Before Tang Zheng spoke, Master Xi spoke first: "Now, tell me, why do you want to spend a lot of money to buy my house, and only want to demolish it?"
Tang Zheng smiled and did not answer directly. Instead, he pointed at the scenery in front of him, the huge terrace, and the various furnishings on it and asked, "What do you think of the scenery here?"
Mr. Xi thought for a moment and replied, "Very good, you have good taste."
Hearing Xi Ye's answer, Tang Zheng suddenly shook his head: "No, no, no, originally, the scenery here is excellent, but with your house, it is very imperfect."
Mr. Xi looked at his house, which was exquisite and refined with carved beams and painted buildings, and tall and staggered. It definitely should not be an eyesore. He asked in confusion, "Why?"
Tang Zheng sat back in his rocking chair, pointed in the direction of the Green Lake and said, "Look, every time the sun sets, I come back here, lie on my rocking chair, enjoy the cool air and watch the lake, with the setting sun in front of me and the beauty behind me. What a perfect view, what a pleasant feeling."
Mr. Xi looked at the way Tang Zheng was lying down and nodded in agreement.
"But!" Tang Zheng finally got to the point: "Whenever the sun sets halfway, the angle of your house will cast a large shadow, completely covering me. I miss the afterglow of the sunset. It happens every day. Do you think this is an intolerable thing for such a perfect view and enjoyment?"
After listening to Tang Zheng's words, Xi Ye frowned and did not answer. Instead, he slowly walked to the side of Tang Zheng's rocking chair, and followed his example to face the Green Lake in front of him, close his eyes slightly, look up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and feel the scene that Tang Zheng had just described.
After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and shook his folding fan: "You are right, it is indeed intolerable!"
Tang Zheng saw Xiye's expression and laughed: "So, can the house be sold?"
