Chapter 1432: The Wind Blowing Through the Tree Tops

By common sense, when a troop encounters such monsters, they either drive them away or beat them to death. Why would they deliberately capture them and take them away? Was the Black Armor Army interested in demon puppets? Why deliberately release them at Little Peach Villa? Thinking of this, the master of Red Hut couldn't help rubbing his hands. The boy standing on the side knew that this was a sign that his master was interested.

He had been chasing the whereabouts of the Black Armor Army, but this army was truly coming without a shadow and going without a trace, like a ghost that occasionally appeared in the world, not leaving a single clue.

At least his subordinates didn't find out.

Therefore, chasing after people was not going to catch them.

He had to think of other ways.

The master of Red Hut took out the slip of paper again and looked at it repeatedly.

"Hmm, sure enough, this so-called Great Emperor Jiuyou has to count the crimes and judge people to be well-deserved of death before killing them every time. That is to say, this person is seeking fame and reputation and is also very deep in the play." The master of Red Hut laughed, "Since that's the case, I'll sing a counter-tune with him."

He asked the gate-keeping boy again: "Any news from Xiao An?"

The boy shook his head timidly.

The master of Red Hut's face slowly sank, and the smile disappeared: "Her emotions are becoming more and more stable."

The time Xiao An took to shake off the pursuit was getting longer and longer. If this continued, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to chase her.

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Late summer, the cicadas on the Panlong Plain were still exerting their last bit of strength to clamor.

When He Lingchuan walked into the Shumin Academy, the school children were laughing and blowing bubbles at the big white geese in the small lake.

The big white goose took the yellow-furred young ones and floated on the water, happily moving away from them.

The soapberry trees on the Chipa Plateau had already put on a suit of local tyrant gold, faster than their counterparts elsewhere. From the main gate of Shumin Academy to the west, the whole way was walked under the magnificent golden tree shade.

Several teaching staff were leading the school children to rub the soapberry fruits by hand. The ripe fruits could rub out exceptionally rich bubbles, with cleaning power comparable to soap, especially good for washing hands and faces, and with a refreshing fragrance.

Since there were such rich bubbles, the children used wheat stalks to blow bubbles.

The bubbles floating with the wind in the sunlight were the colors of childhood.

Seeing the children's carefree nature, He Lingchuan's heartstrings, which had been tightened due to preparing for battle, relaxed, and he also understood where the large bottle of hand-washing foam in his room came from.

He looked around by the lake but didn't see any children he knew, so he asked one casually: "Excuse me, where is Master Sun?"

Among the teaching staff of Shumin Academy, there was only Sun Fuling with the surname Sun. When he mentioned Master Sun, everyone knew who it was.

After Sun Fuling was transferred back to Panlong City, she was promoted to the teaching assistant of the dean, more than twice as busy as before, and often went out to handle affairs.

This boy was missing a front tooth, and his speech was leaking wind: "Are you looking for Master Xin?"

He Lingchuan was stunned for a moment before reacting that he was asking for "Master Xin." "Master Xin? Which Master Xin?"

A girl walked out of the classroom not far away. She recognized He Lingchuan and ran over in three steps, saying: "General He! Master Sun is in Lixin Courtyard."

"Good, thank you!" He Lingchuan straightened up, but suddenly asked again, "Who is Master Xin, does he come often?"

"Master Xin is Master Xin, he always comes over, more often than you." The girl smiled, "Master Xin always brings us candy."

These little ghosts! He Lingchuan was helpless and grabbed a few candies from his bosom for her.

The boy with the missing front tooth also reached out: "I want it too!"

He Lingchuan gave out a candy, and the children around crowded over, saying one after another: "I want it too, I want it too!"

It was noisy here all of a sudden, He Lingchuan's ears were buzzing, and the teaching staff not far away looked at him and laughed.

By the time he dispersed the group of children, even the meat jerky used for marching had been given out.

He walked with big strides to Lixin Courtyard.

Just past the corridor, he met Master Qian.

Master Qian was in his early forties, had traveled in the east when he was young, and joined Shumin Academy a year ago. His teaching methods were flexible and well-received by teachers and students.

He Lingchuan also recognized him and greeted him.

Master Qian, however, had a straight face, only nodded at him and said "General He," then hurried away.

He was also carrying a bulging travel bag on his back.

Was this leaving?

There were also several large trees in Lixin Courtyard, with lush branches and leaves. Every time He Lingchuan came here before, the cicada chorus on the trees was deafening. If he had to say, the decibels were at least over eighty. The academy had organized manpower to catch cicadas at night, which was beneficial to the teachers and students' lunch break and also beneficial to the canteen to add dishes.

But today's Lixin Courtyard was exceptionally quiet, with few cicadas calling. He Lingchuan walked in, only to see a few children standing in the courtyard looking up at the trees, while Sun Fuling was nowhere to be seen.

Where is Master Sun? Where is that big Master Sun, could it be that the girl just now lied to him to cheat him of candy? But there was movement on the tree, and He Lingchuan also looked up.

The soapberry tree was tall and dense, and he hadn't noticed earlier that there was someone hiding in the tree crown.

Wasn't it Master Sun? The school children on the ground called out: "Master, my kite!"

"Got it." Sun Fuling hooked a swallow kite from the tree tip, brushed away the branches, and was about to descend.

She was four zhang off the ground, He Lingchuan watched from the sidelines,

Since the Master could climb up a high tower of over ten zhang, she could naturally climb down a nutmeg tree of a few zhang; there was absolutely no need for him to reach out to catch her.

As it turned out, Sun Fuling walked slowly down the tree trunk.

She really did walk.

It was a leisurely stroll; her body was at a ninety-degree angle to the trunk, yet she seemed completely unaffected by gravity.

Step by step, very steady. The wind brushing past the treetops made her clothes flutter.

But He Lingchuan knew this footwork was called "Walking on Clouds"; she was moving fast despite appearing slow.

Liu Tiao could also walk like this, but that was the result of practicing for several months.

Sun Fuling walked to the ground step by step, calm and unhurried. The children clapped: "Master is amazing."

He Lingchuan clapped along, "Clap, clap, clap": "Master has great skill!"

Only after leaving the shade of the canopy did Sun Fuling see he had arrived, so she gave him a roll of her eyes: "I've made a fool of myself."

She turned to hand the kite to the young boy and waved her hand lightly, and the children obediently ran far away.

He Lingchuan laughed: "Walking on Clouds, I can't do that either. When will Master Sun teach me?"

"You can't?" Sun Fuling blinked, "Then how do you usually jump over walls?"

He Lingchuan rubbed his hands: "Come to think of it, we've never sparred, have we?"

He was becoming increasingly curious about Sun Fuling's cultivation base.

When he first entered the Panlong world, it was one thing that he couldn't see through Sun Fuling's cultivation; now that he was a Tiger Wing General in command of nine thousand troops, he still couldn't fathom the Master's true depth.

That shouldn't be right, should it? He had long harbored this doubt.

Sun Fuling tilted her head slightly: "You want to fight me?"

Other couples spent their time eating, chatting, and doing things they shouldn't. This man actually wanted to duel her?

(End of chapter)