Chapter 162 Inexplicably Crazy

Hearing what Emperor Jin said, An Luo knew that as long as his father thought about it, it was basically agreed. Therefore, An Luo also left happily. As An Luo said, although there are many brave and good generals in Jin, there is a lack of first-class counselors, which is also related to the importance of martial arts and literature in Jin. A literati has no power to bind chickens, but it is useless on the battlefield, but a smart military division can often turn decay into magic and defeat millions of troops. Although Jin Guo knows about this, the atmosphere of heavy martial arts is too heavy, and I'm afraid it can't be changed for a while.

However, Emperor Jin is not sure to let Jiang Mozhu become a military teacher. Four years ago, the reason why he penetrated a bone nail in Jiang Mozhu's body was because he wanted to go out of Cang, and on the other hand, Ling was because the Golden Emperor at that time had seen that An Luo had no longer had normal feelings for Jiang Mozhu, but he never thought that An Luo would save him from the heavenly prison.

Save it. If you get rid of it, it's basically the same as the dead. But who would have thought that the Lan family, who disappeared from the world, had reappeared in the world and cured Jiang Mozhu's injury. It's really not as good as God. People like him can't die casually at all. Emperor Jin regretted that he didn't kill Jiang Mozhu with a knife at the beginning.

After thinking for a long time, the Golden Emperor finally acquiesced to the idea of peace in his heart.

Shu, Lecheng.

In an exquisite courtyard, Jiang Mozhu held a cold sword and danced a set of fancy swordsmanship without substantial attack power. Then maybe he felt that it was too formal. He threw his sword on the ground casually and leaned against the tree to look at the sky in a daze.

The sky of this world is exactly the same as that world, but there is no real feeling. Jiang Mozhu half narrowed his eyes. The sun was very good and clear, which made people feel extremely comfortable. At this time, he is the only one, if not a meaty rabbit squatting at his feet.

The meaty rabbit was lowering its head and nibbling a radish, and its ears moved twice from time to time, as if it was detecting something. Suddenly, the rabbit seemed to lose interest in carrots and bit Jiang Mozhu's clothes. Jiang Mozhu moved a few steps aside, and the rabbit also moved a few steps, as if he believed that Jiang Mozhu's clothes were better than carrots.

Helplessly, Jiang Mozhu had to be cruel and pull a corner hard. The fat rabbit, who was too old to react, rolled, half up to the sky, and then turned over and shrugged his ears, as if to express his dissatisfaction.

"Eat your carrot." Jiang Mozhu left such a sentence without curiosity and entered the room.

As soon as he entered, a white pigeon flapped its wings and fell on his shoulder, took off the small bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's feet, and poured out the small wooden slips from it. He regretted why he didn't get some communication tools such as mobile phones in this world. It's just that if that's true, it may be a little strange.

After reading Mu Jian, Jiang Mozhu touched the purse and found that the purse was very bulging. Then he nodded with satisfaction and strode out of the house. Before leaving, he seriously told the rabbit who went back to gnaw the carrots to take good care of the house. The fat rabbit raised his head, blinked his eyes, and continued to lower his head to nibble on the carrots.

Jiang Mozhu just walked out of the door a few steps, folded back, rummaged through the boxes and cabinets in the room. After groping for a long time, he found a small blue jade bottle, then nodded with satisfaction, put the small jade bottle in his sleeve, and left with a smile.

However, when he walked to the street and faced the bustling crowd, he returned to his low eyebrows. Although he was still smiling, there was always something less than when he was alone.

Xia, Linyun.

Ling Yue stood in front of the file room and said to Xie Yinxue, "This is a very important thing. In the future, the file room will be handed over to you. You can look at the contents at any time. Is there any other questions?"

Xie Yinxue shook her head, and Ling Yue nodded and turned away.

"Dean, the file room is very important." Wu held the teacup in his hand and stood at the door quietly and said, "Are you really relieved to give it to her?"

"To be honest, I'm not worried at all."

"Then why did you do this?"

"I don't know." Ling Yue said, "There is no reason in this world."

Wu Yong shook his head and said, "All of them have a reason, but some of us know the reasons, and some don't know."

"Old Wu, don't say such unfathomable words."

Wu Yong smiled and said, "Ha ha, it's unpredictable, but it's a little Alzheimer's disease. I can't figure it out."

"What you said also proves that you are Alzheimer's."

In the file room, Xie Yinxue did not slowly walk through the rows of files, and the dean in black and a white mask appeared in his mind. A strong hatred rose from her heart, as if to burn her whole body. In Ling Yue, she found the same breath as the dean.

No dust in summer, no dust in summer, no dust in summer...

Then the light teenager...

Everything is for Xia Wuchen.

As soon as Ling Yue returned to the Qinghe Hall, she saw the perfumer Linbai and Luo Meng standing in the yard discussing something with a distressed look, during which Luo Meng sighed several times.

"What's wrong?" Ling Yue walked over and asked.

"Crazy..." Luo Meng replied.

"Crazy..." Lin Bai repeated Romon's words.

"What's crazy? Will you two talk well?"

"Alas... Duguyu is crazy." Romon said.

"Speak clearly, what's going on."

Lin Baiton paused and said, "A few days ago, Duguyu found us and asked us to make a unique perfume for her. Luo Meng and I each made a perfume, but because of disagreement, we finally decided to let Duguyu choose by herself. Unexpectedly, she mixed the two perfumes together, and there were few after that. Heaven is crazy."

"Crazy..." Ling Yue muttered, "Why?"

Luo Meng shrugged his shoulders and looked helpless: "If only I knew why she was crazy. Unfortunately, the perfume had been used up by Duguyu. We have no way to know why she went crazy. Alas, Duguyu's brother almost devoured us alive.

"Let's go and have a look." Ling Yue looked around, but there was no trace of the flowing night. "Where's the flowing night?"

"He is in the imperial dining room." Romon said.

"Royal dining room?" Ling Yue said, "Is it possible to eat mung bean cake again?"

"No, Liu Ye said that he didn't go to the imperial dining room to eat mung bean cake." Luo Meng said, "It's to eat little mung bean cake."

"Gah... Isn't that mung bean cake?" Ling Yue held her forehead and couldn't understand the difference between mung bean cake and small mung bean cake.

In the mansion of the general of Zhenguo, two stone lions stood proudly on both sides, and the plaque on the lintel was still hanging high, but for some reason, Ling Yue felt a little more desolate than the last time she came. Maybe it's just a psychological effect, or the world is really cold. Knocking gently on the iron gate, a family member saw that the visitors were extraordinary and immediately bent down to salute and let Ling Yue and others wait outside for a while.

Ling Yue didn't expect that it would be Dugu Ba who came out to see them in person.

"What is the so-called matter for the dean to go to the humble house?"

This sentence of Duguba made Ling Yue suddenly angry. Can such a luxurious mansion be called a humble house? There is nothing that is not a humble house in the world. However, at the thought of being the president of the Supervision Institute, I can understand why Duguba came out to greet him in person.

"Uh, I'm here to see Duguyu... Er... How's it going?" After thinking for a long time, Ling Yue decided to use business as an excuse, "This matter may involve a case, so it needs to be investigated."

Duguba's face was a little ugly, but he still let Ling Yue and others enter the door.

After a while, she walked to the yard where Duguyu was. She saw a woman in a lavender dress squatting on the ground with a dull expression and looking at the sky in a daze with empty eyes. That appearance reminded Ling Yue of Chu Xuan, who squatted under the tree to look at the ants.

"She?"

Duguba said, "The little girl is crazy."

"Oh, it's crazy and quiet, very quiet..." Ling Yue walked slowly to Duguyu, and then Duguyu, who was originally dull, seemed to react. She looked at Ling Yue, gently moved the corners of her mouth a few times, and then returned to her original appearance. No longer talking about anyone, no matter how induced Ling Yue to ask questions, it won't help.

And Ling Yue understood that lip, because it was an English sentence.

Is it possible that Duguyu pretends to be crazy, or she is a time traveler, impossible, absolutely impossible? Duguyu was completely crazy and had no clear evidence, but Ling Yue could rely on intuition to make a judgment this time. Intuition told her that Duguyu was crazy.