1novels Chapter 10 Illiteracy
Chapter 10 Illiteracy
The first sect task that Jiang Shuo took over was the sudden death of a night patrol disciple a few days ago.
Jiang Shuo had almost checked everything that needed to be investigated. Jiang Shuo flipped through the files presented in his hand. After a simple autopsy, it was confirmed that this disciple was attacked and killed by a demon cultivator.
The whole body was sucked out of flesh and blood, and the whole person became skinny, and what was even more frightening was that there were no bleeding wounds on the body. It can be seen that the demon cultivator can directly suck the blood of a person through the skin.
In addition, five bruises and bruises were found on the disciple's neck, which were caused by someone strangling his neck violently.
Looking at the statement on the file, Jiang Shuo slightly frowned.
It seems that there is always a contradiction.
Since he is a demon cultivator with profound skills who can suck people without seeing blood, why did he leave those five fingerprints...?Could it be that this magic cultivator used the method of choking his neck to absorb the other party's flesh and blood?
Jiang Shuo's eyes fell on a line of words again.
"Blood stains remained on the nails of both hands."
Jiang Shuo raised a hand, tried to pinch his own neck, and thought for a long time what he would do if he was grabbed by a gangster.
...that must be scratching his paw.
In this way, the blood stains left under the fingernails of this night watchman disciple can be easily explained.
While Jiang Shuo was thinking, he was about to pick up his pen to write on the file, when a picture suddenly flashed in his mind.
——Yu Yun, who moved to his own courtyard, when Jiang Shuo went to wake him up a few days ago, he saw a few conspicuous red marks on the little apprentice's wrist, which looked like he had been scratched.
And just a few hours ago on this day, the disciple of the night watchman from the outer sect died quietly on the mountain road.
Jiang Shuo was silent for a moment.
He still wrote on the dossier, "Strengthen the defensive formation, check the identities of all people in each hall, and the disciples who patrol every night need to go together with at least three people, and the number of night patrols increases from three to six."
After finishing writing, Jiang Shuo put down his pen, turned around and went out the door.
Jiang Shuo came to the courtyard where the young apprentice lived.
The small courtyard was quiet, Jiang Shuo listened for a while, but didn't find any noise inside, so he simply walked in.
A slight movement came from the half-covered wooden window under the eaves. Jiang Shuo deliberately slowed down his steps. He looked under the window and found...
My new apprentice is...reading seriously.
The young man sat cross-legged under the bookshelf, surrounded by volumes that hadn't been put up in time, he frowned, holding on to a yellowed book with one hand, and impatiently tapped on his knee with the other hand Go, looked extremely irritable, but had to hold back his temper, with a serious expression and a bit of depression.
Staring at his apprentice's messy hair that was scratched because of irritability, Jiang Shuo burst out laughing.
Yin Sui: "..."
He didn't realize that Jiang Shuo entered his yard.
It's all because the broken script is so obscure, and there are even some characters that I can't understand!
Yin Sui, one head and two older, threw away the book casually, stretched out his hands to press his temples, and tried to calm his mind: "Why is Shi Niang here?"
Jiang Shuo put his hands on the window sill, with a slight smile in his beautiful eyes: "Come and have a look, can't you? What book did you read so fascinated just now?"
Yin Sui subconsciously hid the book behind his back, he didn't want Jiang Shuo to find out that he couldn't understand: "It's nothing."
Jiang Shuo frowned, seeming a little unhappy.
"...Just flip through it casually," Yin Sui became nervous unconsciously, although he didn't know why he was nervous, "It's not very good-looking, so I won't read it later."
Jiang Shuo obviously didn't believe his words, so he simply stretched out his hand and said, "Show me too."
Yin Sui stood up reluctantly, and handed the book to Jiang Shuo dawdly.
After a while, he still couldn't hold back, and said, "I've finished reading those few scripts, and I find some parts very strange, so I want to find the answer."
Standing outside the window, Jiang Shuo rested his chin on one hand and casually flipped through the pages of the book twice, as if he didn't notice Yin Sui's doubts at all: "Well, what's so strange?"
Yin Sui: "The script says that Dong Yan practiced the Love Slashing Sword."
Jiang Shuo: "?"
Yin Sui said dryly: "If you practice that kind of swordsmanship, you will lose your passion and desire, and your realm will rise greatly. After that, if you don't move your mind, your realm will not change. If you move your heart, your realm will plummet. That's why Dongyan will be with that... ...the female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect have cut off contact."
Jiang Shuo: "."
Yin Sui felt like a fool.
"...So you want to practice this Sword of Severing Emotion and Desire?" Jiang Shuo thought for a long time, and asked cautiously.
I have to practice this because my brain is sick, Yin Sui thought.
The human heart is the most difficult thing to control yourself. If you want to practice the Wuxin Sword and improve your realm, you might as well become a demon cultivator.
"I'm not that stupid." Yin Sui said depressedly: "I just remember seeing a similar sword technique before, and I just want to compare it with the one in the script."
Although he is not interested in reading books, he is extremely fascinated by the journey of cultivation.
... After all, Yin Sui had no other fun in his previous life besides cultivation.
"That's it," Jiang Shuo thought, thinking that the fish really took the bait, he smiled and asked, "Did you find what you want to watch?"
Yin Sui shook his head.
Not only did I not find it, but I even had more questions in the process of reading the book.The classics in Jiuhua's collection are carefully selected by generations of masters and apprentices, and they have their own unusual connotations hidden in them, which are very different from Yin Sui's poor little sect in his previous life.
Even though Yin Sui didn't like to read books, he was deeply attracted by the few words about exercises in it.
only……
Yin Sui thought numbly, he seemed to be unable to recognize the words in the whole book, and could not understand some complex sentences.
"I—" Yin Sui opened his mouth, feeling a little hard to speak.
Jiang Shuo flipped through the obscure tome with downcast eyelashes, not noticing his little apprentice's awkward mood.
Yin Sui stared at his fingertips which were as white as tender bamboo shoots for a while, then suddenly lost his mind.After wandering for a long time, Jiang Shuo finally woke him up.
"Yu Yun," Jiang Shuo called him by his false name, with a soft look in his beautiful black eyes, "Is there something difficult for you?"
Yin Sui looked at him and said slowly: "I don't understand."
Jiang Shuo slightly tilted his head, as if surprised.
"...I can't understand many of those characters." Yin Sui was not at all embarrassed to speak, he blinked, and said to Jiang Shuo, "I don't know how to read, I need my teacher to teach me how to read."
Jiang Shuo didn't believe his nonsense, so he asked, "If that's the case, what did you read in the book just now?"
Yin Sui's skin was thicker than the city wall, and he lied casually with his eyes open: "I was looking at the picture above, isn't there a sketch of the human body in the book? The words that the teacher's wife brought before are also pictures. I don't have to worry about it." You can guess the meaning by reading the words."
"..." Jiang Shuo looked down at the book in his hand and found that it was true.
My new apprentice turned out to be completely illiterate...
Jiang Shuo's teaching plan, which was full of confidence, suddenly changed drastically. If the apprentice couldn't even recognize the characters, wouldn't he have to teach him to write big characters?
Yin Sui seemed to be in high spirits, he turned around and cleaned up the low table piled with books, grabbed a curled pen, dipped it in ink randomly, looked at Jiang Shuo with bright eyes, and said, "Master, let's do it right now." Can you teach me?"
Jiang Shuo: "..."
Faced with such a pair of puppy-like eyes full of expectation and enthusiasm from a young man, who can be cruel enough to refuse?
Jiang Shuo sighed helplessly, put away the book, walked around the windowsill and entered the room.
Yin Sui moved aside to make room for him, apparently hoping that Jiang Shuo would sit beside him and teach him how to write.
But Jiang Shuo stopped two steps away from him, put down the book in his hand, and said, "I don't know any characters, copy them on paper and show me."
Yin Sui rascal said: "Whichever character I look at, it doesn't look good."
Jiang Shuo: "."
Is this the legendary illiteracy syndrome?
"For example, this line of characters," Yin Sui said with a finger, "I don't know four or five out of ten. What should I do?"
Jiang Shuo listened to his words, and subconsciously leaned over to read the words carefully.An extremely light and gentle fragrance surrounds Yin Sui, like a white magnolia planted by the stove in late winter and early spring, with a reserved and undisturbed elegance.
"This sentence means that the meridians are connected..."
In fact, Jiang Shuo has only recently come into contact with authentic ancient characters, but thanks to the requirements of his previous work, he has been exposed to and learned a lot of ancient characters, and he has read a lot of classics in the past few days, and he has basically mastered them.
However...Jiang Shuozai spoke carefully and found that his little apprentice was not listening at all.
Yin Sui was staring at the strand of ink hair that was unintentionally hanging on the table, looking at the motionless posture, as if seeing a flower from above.
Jiang Shuo: "..."
A little pissed off.
Yin Sui belatedly felt the silence in the air, he tried his best to gather his scattered thoughts, and nodded his head: "Yes, I understand."
Jiang Shuo asked, "What did I just say?"
Yin Sui glanced at the book, read the line word by word, and briefly expounded his opinion in combination with the context.
Jiang Shuo frowned: "Are you lying to me that you can't read?"
Yin Sui wanted to cover Mizhang coughed, and grabbed the brush tightly: "No, I just have a better understanding."
Jiang Shuo: "."
Yin Sui saw that his little thoughts were about to be exposed, so he quickly lowered his head and wrote obediently, while saying: "Master, I will write this line silently, you can see if I wrote it correctly."
Jiang Shuo sat back slowly, with a puzzled expression still on his face.
But after watching Yin Sui write a few crooked characters, Jiang Shuo suddenly noticed a small detail.He stretched out his hand and clasped Yin Sui's wrist lightly, wondering: "Why haven't those scratches on your right hand healed?"
Yin Sui paused.
Because Moxiu's own skills are incompatible with the laws of heaven and earth, it is difficult for the injured wound to heal quickly.This is the place where he was scratched by the night patrol disciple when he met him on the mountain road before. Even Yin Sui himself didn't pay attention to it, and there were still a few inconspicuous red marks.
"Yu Yun."
After a moment of silence, Jiang Shuo opened his mouth. He looked straight into the young man's eyes and said word by word, "Five days ago, a disciple from Jiuhua's Night Patrolling Outer Sect died suddenly on the mountain road. It seems that he died at the hands of a demon cultivator."
"Tell me, did you go out that night, did you fight with others?"
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