Chapter 88

If Mu Yu was allowed to bully the grey disciple himself, he would not do it, and he felt sorry. If it is too false, it is estimated that the other party will not be fooled. So he plans to pay close attention to the practitioners who bully and humiliate the grey disciples, which is more practical.

Although most practitioners despise the grey disciples, not everyone will deliberately make trouble for them, and some of them are quite friendly to them.

However, there are a few who are friendly. Most of them don't embarrass the grey disciples. The rest are those who have nothing to do to bully the grey disciples. This is also Mu Yu's goal.

Mu Yu spent the whole day observing at the gate of the grey disciple's other courtyard. He saw that some practitioners would deliberately trouble the grey disciple. The gray disciple's daily work in the school is probably to clean up, serve tea and pour water to meet the needs of past practitioners.

From time to time, there will be practitioners who come to the other yard of grey disciples and ask them to come and do something. Most of them are indifferent. They tell the grey disciples what to do and then leave. They look arrogant. It seems that they don't want to say more, but they don't go to embarrass them.

Muyu has been waiting for a long time, but finally he has to find a fault.

He was a domineering middle-aged man. His accomplishments were not high, but his tone was arrogant, his face was sallow and he looked malnourished. I don't know what school he came from. At the moment, he was teaching a grey disciple in his twenties. The grey disciple's face turned red and he was obviously wronged.

"Mr. Fang, the bone grass you told me to buy is no longer available. I've been all over the city and I haven't found it!" Said the grey disciple in a low voice. He felt that he was about to cry.

Fang said angrily, "there is no square city in Qingshou city. Would you like to go to Yicheng city to have a look? I really don't understand what each school has to hand in spiritual stones to support you students every year. Even this little thing can't be done well, waste! "

"The city of Yicheng is on the mountain, and it's so far away from here. I'm just practicing Qi. I haven't learned how to fly. It takes five or six days to go back and forth." The gray disciple had a cry in his voice.

"Don't talk nonsense. I'll wait for three days at the University. If you don't buy the bone grass I want in three days, I'll break your leg! There are so many grey disciples in the Academy, you are not the only one! " The momentum of Mr. Fang's foundation building period was all over the gray disciple. The gray disciple's face was pale and he stepped back to the wall. He looked at him in horror. His mouth was too scared to speak.

Mu Yu frowned and looked at the young master Fang. He had built the foundation period. If he went to Yicheng in person, it would be very fast, but he had to summon the grey disciple. It is impossible for the grey disciple, who has been practicing Qi for a long time, to complete this task in three days. He will certainly be punished at that time.

Bone grass is also known to him. This kind of plant has an excellent healing effect. It is relatively rare. It usually grows on the bones of monsters above the third level. The third-order monsters live in the forest of monsters. The general practitioners do not dare to set foot in it easily, which also leads to the scarcity of bone and grass. Even if the grey disciple went to Yicheng, I'm afraid he could not buy it.

Mr. Fang left, but the gray disciple didn't have any relaxed look. He was staring at his back with a trace of helplessness in his eyes. Those who serve these practitioners have to be on guard all day. If they don't, they will be beaten and scolded.

He also envied to become the kind of high-level practitioners who could fly the sword and cast magic. At the age of 16, he stayed with hope, hoping to be lucky enough to join a certain school. Unfortunately, it didn't work out as expected. No one looked at his unbearable cultivation talent. Now it's too late to regret. Deacon Xun said that when you choose to stay, there are only two ways to leave the school. One is to be favored by a certain sect and become a sect disciple, and the other is to die.

The grey disciple shook his head and turned helplessly into another hospital. He was going to clean up his things and see if he could do it well in three days.

"This young master Fang really deserves to die."

Mu Yu muttered in his mind, but he thought about it. There are more people like Mr. Fang in the world of cultivation. Those with high accomplishments despise those with low accomplishments. Does everyone who has high accomplishments deserve to die?

Muyu doesn't know how to judge a person. He has a reason to die. He doesn't think about it too much. He keeps up with this young master Fang.

This young master Fang, named Fang Chang, is a disciple of the xuanbing sect. The strength of the xuanbing sect is relatively superior, so the talent of their sect's disciples is better. Muyu follows Fang Chang to the other courtyard of xuanbing sect. Unfortunately, he fails to enter the other courtyard. There are no trees in the other courtyard. Muyu has no choice but to stay in the trees outside.

As night falls, Muyu has been waiting outside the xuanbing school yard for a day. I wonder if the dark shadow will come to find Fang Chang's trouble at night. In fact, he was not sure, because at the end of the day, there might be other practitioners who were bullying grey disciples, not only Fang Chang, but also Fang Chang. Who knows if the black shadow would attack the other side?

Muyu finds a tall tree and can see the situation in the xuanbing sect. Fang Chang's room is still on at the moment, Muyu's eyes have been staring at his room. Just when Mu Yu is about to give up, the lamp in Fang Chang's room suddenly goes out.

Mu Yu is in a tight heart, the light goes out also does not know what it means, if he just wants to go to bed. But at this time, the door of Fang Chang's room was opened quietly, and a shadow flashed out. It seemed that he was holding another person in his hand. He rushed into the dark place of other courtyard and disappeared.Mu Yu's eyes widened, and he wanted to see what happened. It's just that each school has its own guard array. If he tries to break through, he will surely touch that array. If Fang Chang has an accident and he is seen on the spot, he will not be able to clean it.

He had no choice but to wait until the next day to inquire about Fang Chang's news in xuanbing school. As expected, people from xuanbing sect said that Fang Chang seemed to have left the school last night.

But this is impossible. Muyu stayed outside all night and didn't see anyone coming out of the xuanbing sect courtyard.

"Is someone really angry for the grey disciple?"

Muyu thought in his mind that he was also present on the night when Xiaohu was killed last time. When he went after the dark shadow, he just disappeared after chasing the dark shadow. But this time, is it not that there is a secret road in every yard?

Mu Yu is still a bit tongue thumping at this idea. If that person dug a secret path in the courtyard of each school in the university without being discovered, it would be impossible. It's a huge project to dig the secret Road, and the universities are all practitioners. It's too difficult to hide it from the practitioners.

But mu Yu still returned to his yard and began to search carefully.

The other courtyard of the falling dust sect is very small. It doesn't take long for mu Yu to search his own yard, and no abnormality is found. The only way to the outside world, I'm afraid, is a drainage channel, but the drainage channel is very narrow, the width can only fit a person's head, the body shoulder is not able to pass.

Muyu still doesn't believe in evil. He controls a root grass with strong vitality and lets its roots slowly penetrate into the drainage channel. It doesn't matter. He is surprised to find that the bottom of the drainage channel is so wide! You can get two people through at the same time.

This means that if the shadow really relies on the drainage channel to get in and out of each other's courtyard, the size of the entrance of the drainage channel does not really matter, as long as this piece of land is cut. You can't see it from the outside without careful attention.

Muyu's other yard has not been cut, obviously that shadow has not visited.

The wood feather leans against the roots and grass and falls in the drainage channel. This drainage channel is only used to let the rainwater flow out. It is not necessary to be so large. Muyu stood in the dark drainage channel. The light of the shadow sword lit up the road ahead. A rotten smell came and made him frown.

He walked a few meters along the drainage channel and found that there was a bumpy passage beside it. The passage was covered with soil. There were some strange claw marks on the wall of the passage, as if it had been dug up by some animal.

Claw marks!

Muyu remembers the claw marks on the neck of the disciples of Qingsong sect and Jiuhua sect and the lost heart. Only such claw marks can create that kind of wound. Muyu turns into this passage. The soil in the passage is very wet. He just takes a few steps and steps on something with a chirp.

By the green light, it was the skeleton of a mouse. The mouse was not completely rotten. Muyu just stepped on its head and stepped out its brain. This made him feel uncomfortable and went on. The passage was straight, and after a while he returned to the drain.

Muyu saw the light in front of him. He went over and looked up. It should be the drainage outlet of another individual hospital. He did not know the meaning of these bumpy passages, and he continued to follow the drain.

It's so quiet here. Only the occasional drip from nowhere echoes in the drain. It's frightening.

Muyu did not know where he had gone. Every time there was a light, he would go over and take a look at it with his hands to see if he could lift the land around the drain outlet, but he failed several times. After walking for about half an hour, a strong smell of putrefaction came.

The rotten smell came so suddenly that Muyu almost vomited out the overnight meal. The stench seems to be mixed with a heavy smell of blood, disgusting.

He calmed down and turned into a passage. In front of me, there was the sound of hearing the rope, like something was grinding teeth, accompanied by creaking sound.

"Don't scare me!"

Mu Yu has some contempt for himself. How to say that he is also a practitioner, he is afraid of this kind of thing. He waved the shadow sword forward, and the green light of the sword just fell. Muyu suddenly saw a pair of swollen and white eyes, staring at him.

These are human eyes!

"Lying trough!"

Muyu jumped up and hit his head on the top of the passage. He cried out in pain and felt his hair stand up.

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