I Can’t Be a Sword God

Chapter 108 Why can&#039;t I suck it out?

Li Chu understood instantly.

Master, what do you mean, let me take the last place to replace Wang Longqi, so that I can transfer the curse to myself?

That's right. Yu Qi'an nodded and said with a smile, Since the day the koi recognized its master, your luck has been bound to Yue'er.

Just to be on the safe side, the evil spirit's reserved luck is definitely far beyond that of ordinary people. But... no matter what, it's impossible to surpass the colorful koi.

As I said before, luck is like water. No matter how much water the evil spirits have, how can they be as big as the vast ocean that crosses the moon?

And you are closely connected with Yue'er, her water can be poured into you at any time.

In this way, not only will the evil spirit not be able to absorb a sliver of luck from you, but it may even suffer backlash.

The disaster of Zhengqi Academy will be resolved naturally.

With just a few words, Yu Qi'an resolved Zhengqi Academy's persistent illness of nearly a hundred years.

But he was not complacent, but with a faint smile on his face, it seemed to be just a trivial matter.

But without saying a word, Gao Renfeng's demeanor was raised again, almost to the point where he was beyond the reach of heaven.

Li Chu asked: Since this is the case, wouldn't it be good to just let Yue'er join Zhengqi Academy? Why do you use me as a medium?

Yu Qi'an glared: How can that be done! After all, such things as witches and curses are rare in the world, and they are weird and bizarre. I can't guarantee any hidden dangers. Yue'er is like my granddaughter, how can I let her touch it? This risk?

Li Chu couldn't help being startled when he heard this.

That's right.

He suddenly remembered the question Qin Weng asked himself yesterday.

The only heir of Deyunguan in the future?

Now he is a little less confident...

but.

This is not the time to care about who is closer.

Li Chu pondered for a moment, then said:

But... Zhengqi Academy may not necessarily cooperate with our plan...

If Wang Longqi proposes to replace him to take the disaster, the academy will inevitably think that he is looking for another dead ghost.

Since the academy doesn't choose a poor family, it will never agree to hastily change. Otherwise, this disaster will be transferred to the poor family sooner or later. They will definitely have this consideration.

If the existence of evil spirits cannot be proven, it may be used as a fabricated excuse...

Hmm... Yu Qi'an frowned.

Then he looked up at the sky, seemed to be recalling something, and murmured: Zhengqi Academy...

Li Chu seemed to think of something and was a little surprised.

Could it be...

After a while, Yu Qi'an looked at him again with bright eyes.

I remembered, write a handwritten letter for the teacher, take it to Zhengqi Academy, and give it to a lady named Hua. Her name... seems to be Qingzhu, yes. She may have a lot of status in Zhengqi Academy now. Should be able to help you.

If she refuses to see you, you can recite two poems to her...

...

Mr. Qingzhu is a legendary existence in Zhengqi Academy.

She has a beautiful face, profound knowledge, noble character, and respected by everyone.

When dealing with people, they often do not pretend to smile, and are cold and strict, which makes students fearful.

All in all, she is the iceberg goddess in the minds of many students in the academy.

Moreover, she was from a well-known cultivator family in Hangzhou Mansion, and she was one of the few cultivators among the masters of the Academy.

Although her cultivation was never revealed, it could be seen from her ageless face that she was pretty good.

From teachers to students, there are countless people who admire Mr. Qingzhu. But there were not many people who dared to speak loudly in front of her.

At noon, Wang Longqi took Li Chu to the outside of Mr. Qingzhu's study.

He was a little nervous, and said: Although I haven't been here for many days, I also know a word. In the academy...Mr. , don't disturb her...

Li Chudao: This is a major matter related to your life, and it must be coordinated by the senior management of the academy.

Wang Longqi looked at Li Chu worriedly again, and said, Is it really feasible? Let you suffer the disaster on my behalf... If something happens to you, then I... might as well die.

Li Chu smiled slightly: My master said, of course there is nothing wrong, go knock on the door.

Wang Longqi hesitantly stepped forward and knocked on the door of the book house.

bang bang.

who?

A cold voice sounded in the book house.

Student Wang Longqi, I want to see Mr. Qingzhu for something.

After a pause, footsteps sounded, and the door opened.

This Mr. Qingzhu is really as in the legend, although he is not young, he is still fair and beautiful, and his figure is still exquisite.

There is a quiet brilliance accumulated over the years in the eyes, and the faint scholarly temperament is very attractive.

It's just that her expression is cold, as if she rejects people thousands of miles away.

Seeing that it was indeed Wang Longqi, she took another look at Li Chu, and then said softly: Come in.

If it is another student, it may have been repelled.

Shaoqing.

In the elegant study room, Mr. Qingzhu has already heard their intentions.

Do you want the academy to add a special entrance examination so that you can enter as the bottom one?

Yes, I don't have to go to school, but I have to get the luck of Zhengqi Academy. Li Chu nodded.

Mr. Qingzhu frowned.

I can only say that your ideas are naive.

The curse of being the last one is nothing but a legend of ghosts and monsters circulating among the students...

And the nonsense about witch spells and evil spirits... I've never heard of it.

Besides, even if I trust you, the Academy will not change the rules easily. Once the rules are broken, it will be difficult to become decent in the future.

After that, she looked Li Chu up and down again.

Little Taoist priest, maybe you really want to eliminate demons and save people. But I advise you, the rivers and lakes are very big, don't risk your life lightly.

When Li Chu came, he had already expected that it would not go well.

He took a step forward and asked: Is it the righteousness of Zhengqi Academy to look for a scapegoat every year?

Mr. Qingzhu was silent for a while.

Then he said: You haven't experienced it... We have done everything we can...

You haven't done what I want to do. Li Chu's voice was not loud, but firm.

Mr. Qingzhu shook his head, I can't help you, you can find someone else to try.

Li Chu took out his trump card and said, I have a letter here. After reading it, Mr. Qingzhu may want to help us.

Mr. Qing Zhu snorted coldly.

No need, even today's imperial decree can't scare me.

Li Chu recited two poems on the spot.

I don't know where the cool breeze comes from, but I don't know where the bamboo shadows are coming from.

Mr. Qingzhu's face changed suddenly, she got up suddenly, and looked at Li Chu with frowning eyebrows: Where did you know these two poems?

From my master, that is, the person who wrote this letter. Li Chu replied lightly.

As he spoke, he put a thin letter on the table.

Mr. Qing Zhu opened the envelope tremblingly, held it in front of his chest, opened his eyes wide, and looked carefully.

In just a few hundred words, she read it for a long time.

Then, her shoulders trembled slightly, and there were little tears falling down.

Wang Longqi was startled by her appearance, and didn't dare to breathe for a while. Not only him, but any gentleman or student in the academy who came at this time would be frightened.

In the past 20 years, no one has seen Mr. Qingzhu show a trace of tenderness, let alone shed tears.

Where the letter paper was soaked, there were some faint handwriting.

Li Chu saw a few of them clearly.

...

I don't know where the cool breeze comes from, but I don't know where the bamboo shadows are coming from.

I traveled 80,000 miles in the world and fell in love with an ancient locust tree in the south of the Yangtze River.

...

Qingzhu, how do you remember me? With a smile or in silence?

...

After another long time, Mr. Qing Zhu wiped away the tears on his face.

Looking up at Li Chu, his eyes were actually much gentler.

I made you laugh, so you are Chu Lang's apprentice, so tell me earlier. Since he was the one who said about the evil spirit, there is nothing wrong with it.

Li Chu smiled, noncommittal.

Am I Chu Lang's apprentice?

maybe.

After solemnly digging his face, Hua Qingzhu got up again and said, Let's go, I'll take the two of you to find the head of the mountain.

...

I don't know if it's day or night.

I don't know whether it is the world or hell.

In a land of the unknown.

There was a figure as black as iron.

It sits cross-legged on a high round platform.

On the round platform are engraved with complex and implying inscriptions, ancient, mysterious, and bloody red.

It's not alive, but it's breathing.