Yi Chenzhu did not fall into pieces on the ground as they thought. Instead, he controlled his body in the air, stepped on the eaves and rode the beam under his feet, and reversed the falling momentum like a flying swallow. His body suddenly rose up, light and flexible.

The two generals on the railing who were used to the strong winds and waves finally gave this calm scene a reassurance, and they covered their hearts and gasped upstairs one by one.

Mom, this doll looks very reliable usually, but it can really scare people when encountering problems...

After a few twists and turns, Yi Chen finally fell to the ground lightly, but he was still a distance from the city gate, but the three of them had already taken it out of the door.

You shouldn't you want to run away at night?

Yi Chen Zhui thought so, and his steps became faster and faster.

——

"Do you think there seems to be murderous intent behind you?"

One person said this, and the rest of them looked back one after another, but saw a faint phantom of light flashing in the darkness of the night. The three ghost collectors were waiting to confiscate the guy to defend, but they didn't know what kind of wind the shadow was riding, as if they just swept across the sky and swept the three people to the ground.

Yi Chen chased and knocked down the three of them and poked the acupoints one by one. Before the three of them could get over, they lay on the ground in a fog and were extremely moved.

"It's you three."

"Ah?!!" the three of them shouted in unison.

Yi Chen chased and squatted down, and gently pulled one of the people's collar and carried his face in front of him.

Yi Chen chased the three of them for not much, so he had to identify his appearance, but the other party had already realized his identity.

"Young Marshal!" This man shouted, and Yi Chen chased him so hard that his eardrums were shaking, and he said, "What, what Young Marshal... don't scream."

If he doesn't go out or lead the troops, a large number of idle people were kept in the commander's mansion. Yi Chenzhui has a honest personality and really dare not be called "young marshal".

However, Yi Chen finally explained after chasing this place. The two people who were not at the side immediately cried and screamed: "Young Marshal, please spare your life!"

“…”

"Chou Zhui!" Shu Ling walked out of the city gate with evil fire, and the murderous aura of Lao Xu could not hold back.

Yi Chen looked back and almost fell down.

Shu Ling was still holding Li Yue in his hand, and he stood coldly, as if he was looking for his life.

"Ling, Uncle Ling..."

"You boy..." Shu Ling rarely gets angry, but occasionally gets angry but is still very intimidating.

"That, I..." Yi Chenzhui suddenly remembered the person he was holding in his hand, and hurriedly handed it to Shu Ling, "I caught them..." As he spoke, he became weak, "Uncle Ling..."

Shu Ling looked at him expressionlessly and said in a deep voice: "Old Xu, put these three people away."

"We are wronged... General - Young Marshal!" The three men were dragged back to the city gate with a scream.

Shu Ling's eyes moved inch by inch, "You..."

Yi Chenzhu finally got caught by his eyebrow and sat down.

Shu Ling walked up to him coldly, leaned over and picked up his back collar, "Go home and get the punishment."

——

Surprisingly, the Marshal was still not asleep today, and he happened to be in the room where Yi Chen chased, swinging a small ruler that had come out from somewhere in his hand, sitting at the table with a deep and cold look.

This time, not only Yi Chen was shocked by chasing, but even Shu Ling was stunned.

"Yuan, Marshal?"

Jun Han slapped the ruler in his palm one by one, but he didn't look at the direction of the door, "Why are you standing there? Come here."

Shu Ling chased Yi Chen into the door and turned around and was about to escape.

Jun Han glanced coldly, "You are standing too."

"..." Shu Ling stood outside the threshold, "What order does the marshal have?"

Jun Han smiled indifferently and kept his murderous intention in a cold place, "Say a leave tomorrow, and you can watch the editor yourself."

"yes."

Then Jun Han turned his gaze to Yi Chen chasing him, "Then go to Mr. Zhang and say that Chen is naughty and I want to deal with him personally."

Yi Chen chased his body and felt a burst of electric shock. He numbed all the way into his bones. He looked at his adoptive father's smile and his forehead was filled with cold sweat.

"As for order..." Shu Ling took the order and said again: "Those three people have been caught."

“Good efficiency.”

"It was Chen who chased him."

"You can show mercy tomorrow."

"Well, why didn't the marshal rest at this moment?"

Jun Han raised his hand and gently supported his chin, his eyes slowly fixed on Yi Chen chasing him. "There is a little mouse who is restless. The movement of gnawing on the beam is a little louder. I just want to see if he can lift a few tiles for me today."

“…”

"You go back."

Shu Ling patted Yi Chen Zhui's shoulder heavily - he was willing to do it himself.

Yi Chen was chasing the door like a wooden pole and stood by the door without daring to move.

Jun Han put the ruler in his hand, and the smile still curled up at the corner of his lips, "Come here."

Yi Chen chased and walked over, "Entertainment Father..."

Jun Han gently lit the table on the table, looked at him coldly for a while, and then stood up—

Yi Chenzhui was so scared that he couldn't help but retreat backwards by his sudden movement.

Jun Han raised his hand and gently pressed it on his head, "Go to our yard tomorrow."

——

The next morning, the three were sent to the Ministry of Justice and interrogated by the Minister of the Shangshu himself.

Shu Ling went out and took a leave of absence and then walked back to the general's mansion. Just as the hour passed, as soon as he entered the marshal's courtyard, he saw Yi Chen chasing the courtyard and stole a horse stance, a bowl of water was pressed on his head, and a look of tears was hung on his face.

Shu Ling paused at the gate of the yard, held back his laughter and walked into the yard. Jun Han was thinking about the talisman that had fallen apart by Lao Xu, and he didn't leave much god to stare at Yi Chen for chasing him.

After Shu Ling approached, he realized that Jun Han carefully glued the broken talisman back to the whole, then placed it on the table, frowned, and looked at it for a moment, "It can't be repaired."

Shu Ling took a look, "This matter is Lai Lao Xu."

"Come him."

"Will he go into the yard and stance together?"

“…”

Shu Ling is a gentle and serious person, but in fact he has a bad intention to be sarcastic.

Jun Han threw the fragile spiritual talisman into Shu Ling's arms without any attention, "Let Xu Da send this thing to Jinshi Academy to see if he can restore his original spiritual power."

Shu Ling carefully held the talisman that was hanging by a narrow line with both hands, "I'll go to this kind of thing."

Jun Han poured a cup of tea and put it on the table, "Anyway, the person who is still lively in Jinshi Academy now has similar personality to Xu Da, so let him go." After that, Jun Han knocked on the edge of the cup filled with tea.

"That's right." Shu Ling understood, carried the cup and drank it, put it back, and said, "Then I'm going."

Shu Ling turned around and wanted to leave, but at first glance he fell on Yi Chen's body.

I don’t know how long this doll has been standing here, and her legs are shaking.

Shu Ling gave him a gloating look, and then swaggered from Yi Chen's eyes.

Yi Chen chased Tianling with a bowl of water on his cover. His neck was dying and could not move. He could only follow him with resentment.

"He is so bad-hearted." Jun Han added carelessly, drank a cup of tea and stood up, "Let's go, go with me to the schoolyard."

"Oh, okay!" Yi Chen Zhui was like he was granted an amnesty. He held the bowl of water on his head with both hands. Unexpectedly, the strength on his legs loosened and he turned down.

The young man, who was not small, turned up to the ground with a bang. Jun Han paused a little and raised his eyebrows gently, "Are you still alive?"

Yi Chenzhui immediately sat up, dripping his head full of water, scratched his head, and smiled with a simple and stupid look on his face.

Jun Han's eyes gradually faded - to be honest, he was also very curious about how Yi Chenzhu was developed into this personality?

——

Today, Mr. Zhang has a rare free time. He didn't give Yi Chen a lecture in the morning and sat in the yard and savored tea.

It was only just the beginning of autumn, but the weather was a little colder.

Mr. Zhang put down the slightly warm teacup in his hand, covered his clothes, and looked at the sky where clouds gathered today.

At the invitation of Mr. Zhang, Lu Yanzhi and Prime Minister briefly discussed today's court affairs and rushed over.

"teacher."

"I heard that the ghost collector who sent the disaster to Jinshi Academy has been detained. Is that true?"

"It's...but today the marshal did not go to court."

Mr. Zhang glanced at Lu Yanzhi's expression and figured out what he was worried about, and said, "Don't come to chase the child today."
To be continued...