I live forever in the fairy world

Chapter 43
At noon, Qin Yuan came to the Zuo History Academy.

Startled all the colleagues.

Qin Yuan has not been here for six years.

Everyone thought that Qin Yuan was already dead.

After all, the world is so chaotic, it's normal for a person to die.

Soon, Qin Yuan saw a much older Yang Huchan in the room of the head courtyard.

I guessed right back then, this person really can live for a long time.

"Brother Qin, I really didn't expect you to be alive"

Yang Huchan expressed emotion.

Not many of his contemporaries are still alive.

To see Qin Yuan, there is an indescribable kindness in my heart.

"The head of the hospital is not old at all"

Qin Yuan opened his mouth to speak against his will.

Yang Huchan, who was five years older than him, seemed to be more than ten years older than him.

It's not surprising if you think about it, mixing with a group of people-eating monsters every day, just scares you a few years old.

"I just like you to open your mouth"

Yang Huchan laughed.

Of course, if an ordinary person said this, it would be another matter.

"By the way, are you now at the ninth rank?"

Different from last time, Yang Huchan asked very casually.

It's like ordinary people meet by chance on the side of the road to say hello and ask if you have eaten?
Qin Yuan nodded.

He had inquired about it before he came, and now the Ninth Grade is not as valuable as it was six years ago.

I have to say that the world is changing really fast, just like a popular novel, it will be the same for a few years, and it will be eliminated if it is a little slower.

"You are always a step behind others. If I had introduced you to the General a few years earlier, I might have become a Grand Master."

Yang Huchan stroked his gray beard and said regretfully.

He didn't take it seriously, and his body, which was a little crooked, straightened slightly.

Qin Yuan smiled on the surface and said nothing.

Heart sneer.

It has become a staple food.

In these years, according to the speed of changes in the world, there should have been a lot of martial arts experts, but there were only a small number.

There is only one possibility, most of them entered the belly of the Five Bird Immortal.

"By the way, you didn't meet an alchemist when you went out this time, did you?"

When Yang Huchan mentioned alchemist, disgust flashed in his eyes.

Qin Yuan had seen this look before when he mentioned monsters.

"No, I didn't go south"

Qin Yuan asked curiously, "What evil did the alchemist do?"

Yang Huchan sneered and started talking.

After a while, Qin Yuan fell silent.

The reason why alchemists' Taoist soldiers are so powerful is because they use the souls of living people as their weapon spirits.

In terms of bad things, alchemists are not inferior to demons at all.

No wonder, the Zhongzhi Army wanted to destroy the alchemists.

At this moment, there was a sound of hurried footsteps.

My Soo-min nephew is here.

"Uncle Qin, I knew you were still alive."

Li Shoumin, with an excited expression on his face, hurried in from the outside.

Compared with six years ago, Li Shoumin is much healthier.

The hair is thick, the figure is well-proportioned, the complexion is ruddy and lustrous, and the steps are steady.

Qin Yuan reached out and patted his chest hard.

"how?"

"very good"

Qin Yuan said sincerely.

"This Li Shoumin is as self-motivated as you. I intend to support him and let him be the editor-in-chief, but I am not happy."

Yang Huchan said hatefully.

He speculated on people's hearts all his life, but he failed on two people.

One is Qin Yuan, and the other is Qin Yuan's nephew Li Shoumin.

"All I want in my life is comfort"

Li Shoumin is like a copycat version of Qin Yuan.

Qin Yuan was consoling, and looked at Li Shoumin with the eyes of 'my nephew looks like a dog emperor'.

Thinking of something, Li Shoumin took out a brand new document: "This is just sent by the government office."

As if holding shit, he threw it on the table in disgust after speaking.

Yang Huchan was not surprised, his thinking was similar to that of Li Shoumin, he picked it up and looked at it, and said in astonishment: "The general arrested Zhao Luoting and sentenced him to hang."

Still exposed.

Qin Yuan made up the picture in his head.

In the Palace of Funing, Duan Hu, who learned the truth, blushed and turned pale with anger: "This bastard lied to me for six years. Six years, six years, do you know how I have spent these six years?"

In the afternoon, the scorching sun had gone, and there was still some residual heat left.

Qin Yuan rode his beloved fourth-generation little donkey (the third generation starved to death during Qin Yuan's retreat, Qin Yuan didn't care), and walked unsteadily on the street.

Arrived.

Qin Yuan looked up at the gate of the prison ahead.

Qin Yuan thought everything was going well, but he forgot one thing.

Six years is enough for Sky Prison to replenish with fresh blood.

It just so happened that what Qin Yuan met was a group of fresh blood.

After dawdling for a long time, Qin Yuan was let in.

Qin Yuan felt very familiar as if he had returned to his own home.

Soon, it stopped in front of a cell.

Zhao Luoting, who was wearing a dirty blood coat, was tied to a wooden pillar, his breathing was weak, his head was lowered, and he seemed to be in a coma.

Qin Yuan called softly: "Mr. Zhao"

Nothing happens.

Qin Yuan wanted to lose some mana to him.

When you are about to start, stop.

You can't develop the bad habit of using mana at every turn.

Fortunately, Zhao Luoting woke up.

He raised his head, looked at Qin Yuan for a while with a bloodshot eye hidden in his hair, and suddenly said, "It's you."

The voice was very hoarse, obviously he hadn't drank water for a long time.

Qin Yuan took out the water bottle he was carrying and fed him some water.

The new jailer standing next to him yelled loudly.

Immediately, he was beaten and scolded by several prison guard leaders who came in a hurry.

Qin Jiji is their grandfather who has been the gold master for more than [-] years. He has passed it down to them from their father's generation, and intends to pass it on like a family heirloom. How dare he be rude to Qin Jiji and seek death.

"Several, I would like to have a private talk with Chief Instructor Zhao"

"You talk, you talk"

In an instant, only Qin Yuan and Zhao Luoting were left in the cell.

Zhao Luoting showed a stunned expression again: "You are Zuo Shi, and you have to record my words and deeds as usual. The position of historian is very interesting. He is obviously in the dynasty, but he is like a bystander. If there is a next life, I also want to be one Historian."

Qin Yuan walked behind the table and sat down, picked up a brush and asked straightforwardly: "What do you object to General Duan?"

"eat human"

He grinned: "Is this reason enough?"

Pain flashed across his face as if he had touched the wound.

But there was no sound.

Some people look tough, and some people are tough inside.

Zhao Luoting belongs to the latter.

"enough"

Qin Yuan nodded.

After writing it down, I asked my own 'question': "Don't you know how to slay dragons? How could you be caught so easily?"

"I don't know how to slay dragons, ahem..."

He suddenly coughed violently, coughing up blood and some debris.

Evidently the guts had been smashed.

These jailers are really ruthless.

"I was caught because I took the initiative to tell Duan Hu the truth."

Qin Yuan couldn't get over what Zhao Luoting said.

It turned out that he did it himself.

What kind of death is this.

With a flash of inspiration, Qin Yuan understood.

Zhao Luoting wanted to use his body as a fire, hoping that it would start a prairie fire.

Duan Hu is not his target, his target is all the demons and ghosts in this land.

Such a big pattern, such a stupid person, such a embarrassing person.

(End of this chapter)