novelMr. Li, waiting for the knife to fall
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Mr. Li wanted to run as soon as he saw the direction of the Yan Mo scepter, but he held back.
He suspected it was another test. Then Mo Da-Ren must be deceiving him. Maybe he's just doubting, he is not sure. He can't be so deceived.
The scepter can point to him, or the people near him or behind him. He can't stand disorderly and must be stable.
The picket team came running and quickly surrounded the circle.
People in this circle are panicked. Some people subconsciously want to escape and are immediately held back.
These people who want to escape don't necessarily have sins in their hearts, but some of them have rumors, some of them have added insult to men, and some of them are just scared. When they are afraid, they will do something in the confusion. It's instinct to escape.
Mr. Li was relieved to see that these people were leading the way. He stood there without any disturbance. Like other people, he looked at the stage with a shocked face and at the left and right people from time to time.
Yuan Bing is at the forefront of the people who are trapped.
Mr. Li inhaled gently. Why does he think Yuan Bing's eyes are staring at him? Where on earth did he offend the picket group?
The crowd around naturally dispersed, and the picket team and the college guard team arranged the order and formed a new line of people. At this time, the whole college came out. Such a big thing happened that the students had no intention to attend the class. Several teachers who were preparing to teach came to see the rest of the students together after confirming to the picket team that there was no danger and getting permission to stay.
Permission was granted by Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan. Yan Mo wanted to solve some problems. He wanted to wait for later to make a move to rectify slowly. But now that he has met it, it's better to deal with it together. Even if he can't solve the fundamental problem immediately, it's good to send some signals to the people of Jiu Yuan, so as to save them from being provoked by others.
"Bing, what are you waiting for?" a reprimanding voice was came from the stage.
Yuan Bing's backhand pulled out his bow and arrow from behind. Within two seconds, the arrow has put on the bowstring and aimed at Mr. Li.
The man standing at Mr. Li's side was startled and hurriedly fled to the left and right.
With Yuan Bing aiming at Mr. Li, the pickets did not have to be to jump over.
"Catch him!" four pickets rushed to Mr. Li.
Between the lights and the fires, Mr. Li gave up all resistance, only made a frightened expression and shouted: "You have mistaken people! Chief Yuan Bing, how did I offend you?"
Many students and teachers saw that Mr. Li was arrested, but also showed an inconceivable expression. Some bold students cried out directly: "Is there something wrong with you? Why catch Mr. Li?"
"Stupid! You don't know... Mr. Li is a spy."
"Impossible! How could Mr. Li be a spy?" More than one student shouted like this.
Mr. Li's side has just been controlled, and the students have quarreled.
Mr. Li is very kind to the students who joined the college later like Bian Yue.
Because he was not used to eating the food in the college canteen - he didn't like onion and ginger, and he didn't like pancakes and steamed buns made of local fruit powder. He liked to eat half-baked meat with a little blood in them, and he preferred a kind of seasoning unique to his tribe. Unfortunately, the meat in the college canteen began to decrease after winter, and the non-meat food increased, and they didn't have the unique seasoning like the Bianxi tribe which he was not used to eating. In the first few days, he gave the food to other students at noon, leading to his half hungry stomach. Mr. Li saw it, and specifically asked him to come out at noon. A barbecue was given to him and some students who were not used to the taste of the Jiu Yuan canteen foods.
Later, he told his father that he would bring some seasonings, and he was scolded by his father. As a warrior, it's a gift of God to not be picky, and to be able to eat food in winter. Let alone to be able to eat a full meal every day. It's very difficult for the college to provide students with a free lunch.
He was ashamed after hearing this, so he forced himself to eat. Fortunately, the college began to use the ingredients of the Bianxi tribe several days later, and specially made some food to cater to the tastes of all ethnic groups, so as to facilitate some new people who were not accustomed to the taste of the Jiu Yuan. In this way, he not only slowly accepted the canteen food, but also liked some mixed new taste.
After this incident, he and many children in his family are very fond of Mr. Li, and they are very clever at his lessons. And Mr. Li will bring some delicious food to everyone in class every time. Although it's not much, it's good enough for the children who ate less in winter. They also liked Mr. Li, who is gentle, considerate, good-looking and considerate.
For this reason, Bian Yue could not imagine that Mr. Li was the spy sent by the enemy into the Jiu Yuan. Think about it again. If Mr. Li is the source of the chaos before priest Da-Ren, will the arrow inserted into his chest also be his...
The child suddenly covered his heart and bit his lips.
Mr. Li is also guilty, because his actions make a pure child feel the taste of betrayal at a young age, and make the child have learned to guard against other people's good intentions before he has grown into adulthood. Since then, Bian Yue has put a layer of heart guard on himself and won't accept other people's entering easily.
Bian Bao was reckless, but he is very attentive to his son. When he saw Bian Yue covering his heart, he asked him anxiously, "What's the matter? What else is wrong?"
The child shook his head and refuses to let his tears fall. He really likes Mr. Li who is gentle and beautiful.
The Bian Bao didn't see the child's mind. The Bianxi tribe's chief had a lot of experience, but he didn't comfort the child. He just said two words lightly: "He originally approached you with purpose, just like when we put flesh and blood in the trap, just to let prey things fall into the trap. Besides, if Mr. Li is really kind to you, how hard is it for him, as a college teacher, to ask the college kitchen about seasoning?"
Mr. andkitchenare all new words. The Bianxi tribesmen also speaks a common language. Although there are some accents, it's not difficult for them to communicate. It's not slow for us to learn new words. Children are the fastest. Many new words are learned by children in school and passed back to adults.
Bian Bao woke up and clapped his head."That's it! Later, I went to talk to Wu Chen Da-Ren and he added my family's favorite ingredients to the college kitchen."
Bian Yue was even more upset. It wasn't Mr. Li who changed the canteen of the college. He thought that Mr. Li helped them, but his father and Wu Chen Da-Ren were the ones who did.
The child hugged his father's waist. He wanted to be sad for a while.
Bian Bao patted his son's back and didn't take it seriously. As long as his son didn't die, there was still hope for everything. As for the spy, Mr. Li, hum! If Bian Bao could swing his knife, he would have killed Mr. Li!
Over there, Mr. Li opened his hands and stood up, sighing: "There must be some misunderstanding. Don't bind me. I'll go by myself."
Because of Mr. Li's resistance? When the pickets saw Bing's consent, they didn't tie him up. They just surrounded him.
Yuan Bing sneered, pointed at Mr. Li with a bow and arrow, and orders four pickets to take him to the stage.
On the stage, Yuan Zhan made a huge stone chair. Yan Mo took out the fur hide and threw it on it. Both of them sat down.
More flames rose in the air, making the whole site warm as spring, and people under the platform did not feel cold standing in the square.
Yan Mo also took the time to say to Yuan Zhan: "In addition to the square, it's better to have a large indoor gathering point with tables and chairs, otherwise, it's a pure suffering to stay outside in such bad weather as rainy and snowy days."
"Tables and chairs? What is it like?"
Yan Mo took out the paper and strokes to show him. The fan-shaped large step classroom is divided into four parts. There are passages in the middle and on both sides. The table is a long table, and the number of chairs is arranged in line. At the front is the stage, which can also be used as a platform.
"Although we don't have so many students, it's a bit wasteful to build such a big building, but in addition to students' use, we can also use it for any major activities here in the future. This kind of arrangement can fill more people than the canteen, and ensure that everyone can look forward. This kind of fan-shaped echo wall can amplify the sound. This kind of ladder can ensure the people behind will be able to see the stage, build a high point, and add the second floor later..."
"Okay. Wait."
"Hey? What are you waiting for?" Yan Mo looked up and found that Yuan Zhan, sitting next to him, has disappeared with his notebook.
Yan Mo has no choice but to whisper, "I really think I'm an architect. A big lecture hall can't be built so easily."
When Mr. Li was taken up, Yan Mo raised his eyelids and said, "Wait."
Wait for what? At first, no one knew. They saw that Mr. Li was put on the stage, and then he was hung there.
Every time Mr. Li wanted to say something, their Priest Da-Ren looked at him as if he was unreasonable.
Yuan Bing is also interesting. When Li asked to prove his innocence again, he shot a short arrow.
Now Yuan Bing has two kinds of arrows, long and short, the long ones which are used for sniping and short for close killing. No matter how long or short, there is no wrong time.
But this time Yuan Bing's short arrow flew close to Mr. Li's scalp and directly shot into the ground in front of the stage.
Mr. Li's body trembled, not frightened, but humiliated!
Damn savage! How dare you do this to him!
Mr. Li doesn't have to touch his scalp. He knows that the hairs in the middle is gone. After all, it's totally different feeling to have hair covering and have no hair covering.
Ye Xing chuckled out. Mr. Li looked good, but anyone with a wide scalp in the middle of his hair can only look funny.
Suddenly, someone under the stage exclaimed, "The ground! The ground is rising!"
Yan Mo reached out his hand and pressed, "Don't panic. It's the chief who watched the children standing in the cold, trying to get some chairs for you. You just need to listen to the picket team to arrange the movement."
People are relieved that they are grateful to the chief before they even saw the chair.
Look, how nice the chief is. He not only gives them a fire so that they won't be frozen, but also gives them chairs.
Yuan Zhan really loves children?
That's not true
He just looked at the picture and scratched his hands. At this time, the Bianxi tribe was also there. He showed his hands at the right time, which also had the meaning of awe, and laid the foundation for Yan Mo's later words and deeds.
He wanted these children and adults to realize that they are good to them, and that they should be reluctant to leave even if they complain about the rules of the Jiu Yuan.
Don't think it's a small thing, but it's often these small things that accumulate a lot and become a big thing that affects the whole heart of tribesmen!
This is the way he summed up from his family priest Da-Ren's various "Selling good" behaviors.
It is not enough for a successful chief only to be powerful in force and make excellent rules, but they also has to be approachable occasionally. The more high-ranking people occasionally do some "Good things", the more people will be moved and they will be remembered. Therefore, he does not need to do such things to buy people's hearts. As long as he occasionally does so, the people of the Jiu Yuan can deeply appreciate his goodness.
The ground shook and all the students and adults were moved to a corner.
The waves of the site fluctuated, and soon there were layers of broad steps on the ground.
There are a row of strange tables and chairs on the first and second rows of steps. Well, no one felt strange, because there are so many new things in the Jiu Yuan. Many people here haven't even seen tables and chairs before.
Yuan Zhan motioned several grown children to sit on the chair and try the distance and width, etc. , while Ye Xing, Sa Yu and others, who were called by him, ran to him with Sumen happily.
Seeing that all the White-Horn-warriors are on board, it's impossible for the Jiu Yuan warriors to give all such interesting things to the White-Horn-people. At present, a group of Da-Ren who don't need to maintain order are all hurrying to try to sit down, even almost fighting for a seat.
Yuan Zhan catches one and threw all the warriors back.
Those who are thrown back are not afraid. Anyway, they are all right. They all have a good time, but they didn't come up to grab seats again.
Yuan Zhan listened to these people's opinions and slightly modified the width and height of steps, tables and chairs.
After modification, let people try to sit again. The people who watch the bustle are not willing to leave the seat. They shout to let the first group of people try to come down and replace them.
Yuan Zhan was not angry. He agreed to the proposal and changed a group of people.
Well, it's all right. People are completely jubilant. The originally serious trial meeting turned into a joyful architectural party in a flash. The original tense atmosphere also disappeared.
Mr. Li on the stage seems to have been completely forgotten. Even Yan Mo came down to join the fun, and from time to time, he asked Wu Chen to take a few small chairs to carve numbers on the back.
Yuan Bing looked at Mr. Li, expressionless.
Zheng passed by, patted him on the shoulder, coughed and went to play with a smile.
Yuan Bing: "......"
Pickets members on stage: Head! What about the agreed trial meeting? I wanted to show my face, but now aren't we really stupid to stand here?
After more than ten rounds of trial sitting, Yuan Zhan finally set the final specifications.
He didn't get the lecture hall in place once, that is to say, he didn't build the roof and the wall, only made the steps, tables and chairs.
In order to facilitate the modification, the steps and tables and chairs are only mud and stones at the beginning. After all the adjustments are made, Wu Chen and a group of children have marked the seat number. After rechecking, he can change the mud and stones into stone.
Yan Mo looked at the empty square and in less than a few hours, there is a very modern, but also all hard stone with tables and chairs, the super large stair stand, which can't help clapping his cheek.
His family, A-Zhan, is really a natural high-quality builder!
However, his ability to fight at home is really terrifying. His control of soil is not only to move the land, but also to change the nature of the soil. It seems that soil changes into stone and then sand. In fact, it involves many aspects that are no different from the direct transformation of soil into metal.
Up to now, he has not been able to completely decipher the composition of the world's blood ability power. Not only can he not completely decipher, but he may not have even mastered one tenth of the secrets.
But it doesn't matter. If there is no accident in his life, most likely his life will be long. He has enough time to study, ponder and find out the secrets.
Yan Mo calculated by bending his fingers. He felt that he had to do a lot of things in the future.
First of all, solve the internal problems of the Jiu Yuan, including killing spies and arranging for new people. It's a long-term job, which can't be completed in a short period of time, but it has to start soon.
Second, he had to go to Wucheng city of witches as agreed to tell all the forces about the alien invasion that's coming.
But before that, he needs to get some evidence. The best evidence is the inheritance and memory of the ancient gods contained in the Godblood Stone. But the place where the Godblood Stone is stored in large quantities is still in the territory of the Ding Yue tribe. How can they find it, and how can they sneak in and get the things and sneak out? This is not a small problem, although he has some plans for it.
Fourth, Huocheng-Fire City dares to trip the Jiu Yuan. If they didn't help the Horn people invasion how can they make a foothold in the east? So it's necessary to teach Huocheng-Fire City a lesson.
Fifthly, he has some ideas about the transformation of bone objects, but he has to do too many things to concentrate on the research of bone objects, and the technology industry has no expertise, so it is necessary to communicate with the Horn-people Bone Sculptors. At least before he can cultivate his own Bone Sculptors, he needs the wisdom of the Horn-people Bone Sculptors. But how to ensure that the attracted Bone Sculptor will not be harmful to the Jiu Yuan, and how to ensure that the best and latest technology is in his own hands, are all things he needs to think about carefully.
Others, such as helping the Chong-Bugs people cultivate their royal family, teaching the little ones, expanding the territory, cultivating and looking for more high-yield crops, are not urgent.
Yan Mo said smilingly to someone who came up and was obviously waiting for his praise: "Yes! But it would be better if pipes could be connected under the steps or tables and chairs to make it easy to heat them with water."
Worried about what he said, Yuan Zhan went back to revise it. Yan Mo hurriedly grabbed him."It's not urgent. There's another annoying guy who hasn't been solved it."
Yuan Zhan's interest is not high: "What's easy to solve, just kill him directly."
"Stop bullshit. This man has a good reputation among students and teachers. Many people are confused by his small favors. If we don't have an open and fair trial, we will only let our people down. I will not do such uneconomical things."
"Do you have definite evidence? Yuan Bing didn't say that the man was hiding very tightly and didn't show any flaws?" Yuan Zhan changed the position of the flames in the air, so that they could be gathered together for the convenience of heating the people who sat down.
The students are so fresh about the new thing of stair tables and chairs that they don't need to be urged to rush for seats one by one. In fact, with so many seats, they are not dissatisfied even if they lie down.
Wu Chen saw that everyone was sitting too scattered, as long as he and the picket team were herding sheep, they all concentrated on the middle part and sat down. For those who have to sit in other places, he can sit at will as long as he is not afraid of the cold.
Yan Mo held Yuan Zhan's thick and warm palm and smiled, "Don't worry, I will convince everyone."
Mr. Li at this time: You savage, lowly, cunning, shameless and insidious primitive monkeys! Have you had enough? Can you solve me? You would only dare to give me a good show!
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