Mingfu Province, the periphery of Ivy League College.

Liu Ming stood on a hillside and watched from a distance, and saw a rich literary atmosphere covering the academy. But for some reason, he always felt something was wrong. The brilliance of the literary atmosphere seemed to be too bright.

On the other hand, Yuan Qingwei, who followed, was also watching the Ivy Academy's energy. Unlike the scene in Liu Ming's eyes, Yuan Qingwei, who has the double blessing of Qingwei Palace and Jiuxiao Golden Strip, can see more things.

Above the entire Ivy Academy, a thick white cloud was shrouded in aura. This breath was filled with the brilliance of straightness, squareness, wisdom and spirituality, which could compete with the stars and moons above the sky!

But at this time, above this dazzling literary atmosphere, there was a rolling gray and black aura. These gray and black auras were filled with unwillingness, anger, pain and fear. They fell on the surging literary atmosphere with infinite righteousness. The exciting literary atmosphere burst out with even more dazzling light, and the strands of impurities turned into nothing.

But equally, there are some black dots in the light falling into the gray-black aura, stimulating the gray-black aura to simmer.

In this way, two forces, one black and one white, were entangled up and down, just like two yin and yang dragons and snakes entangled each other, giving rise to wisps of strange light, slowly falling into a corner of the ivy.

‘No wonder Ivy chooses such a school motto, and some Confucian and Taoist people are willing to come here to give lectures. They are afraid they know the secrets of Ivy!’ Yuan Qingwei sighed in his heart, and then realized that something was wrong: ‘However, this path is not orthodox, and it would be fine if some Confucian and Taoist people in Mingfu Province are willing to give lectures. The old stubborn people in the northern Confucianism should not agree with it. Why do great northern Confucians also have records of their coming here to give lectures?’

Yuan Qing, who felt that things were even more strange, raised his eyebrows and looked at the other side not far away. He saw a tall man's body rolling blood, with blood, red, plain and yellow alternating colors. It was Dai Xingwei, the small flag of the former Superintendent of the Siliu Sizhou.

‘When you appear here at this time, Dai Xiaoqi is probably not an ordinary person! Even if you appear in the Strange Talk Life Repair Factory, it shouldn’t be accidental.’

While Yuan Qingwei was secretly speculating in his heart, Dai Xingwei also discovered that Yuan Qingwei had not specifically hidden his whereabouts, and stepped forward and said, "So it's you! Why are you here without guarding the Taiyi Temple? What are you watching?"

Yuan Qingwei also said casually: "After resigning from the position of garrison, I can be careless and easy. I can't compare to your busy official business. Are you still used to coming here? Are there any interesting places to recommend?"

"Interesting place?" Dai Xing shrugged, "It's really hard to tell you this! You should also know that there are some clues about this kind of thing. What I know is sold clearly. If I have the courage to tell you here, either that Old Man Wang from the property department will rush to me tomorrow and tear me to death, or that he will cut off the food of my brothers next month. Don't harm me!"

After joking, Dai Xingwei asked again: "By the way, you seem to have been here for a while, what are you watching?"

"What else can I see? It's just the Feng Shui of Ivy Academy!" Yuan Qingwei did not hide the purpose of standing here, but he couldn't say what he saw and said casually: "However, the Feng Shui of Ivy looks good, but I always feel that there is something wrong."

Dai Xingwei asked curiously: "Where is the problem?"

"I can't say it! It's just a feeling." After Yuan Qingwei brought the topic, he revealed his real plan: "I heard that Ivy is uneasy recently, isn't it true?"

As he said that, Yuan Qingwei added: "This should not be a secret matter that needs to be concealed! After all, if I am willing to find out something like this, it is only a matter of time before I can figure it out. Don't tell me that you don't know, or say something casually to fool me!"

"Uh..." Yuan Qingwei said this, and Dai Xingwei was not easy to speak nonsense. After thinking about it, he thought about it and said carefully: "There is something wrong. A few people died, but it is not as mysterious as the outside world. According to our limited investigation, it should be that those students were provoking something outside the school, so they died."

"Did you get involved in something outside the school? Then the first place of death is outside the school?" Yuan Qingwei asked a very critical question.

Dai Xingwei was silent for another moment before shook his head and said, "Not all!"

"So it seems that I really don't have any problems!" Yuan Qingwei, who got an important information, also gave some information at hand appropriately in exchange: "I just looked at the Ivy's energy, and I felt that the literary atmosphere above the college was a bit too bright, and I should have been stimulated by something."

"What else have you seen?" Dai Xingwei asked. He was actually quite disgusted with this task, because the Ivy League people were unwilling to cooperate and there was no idea to pursue it above. Logically, he only needed to find a place to drink tea, but there were always some people who couldn't stand it, so he could only come here to take a look.

Yuan Qingwei did not answer, but asked: "How many children died in school? Where did they die?"

Dai Xing frowned. Yuan Qingwei's meaning was obvious. He exchanged information with each other. He opened his mouth and finally said the information he knew: "Two died in the school."

After saying that, Dai Xingwei looked at Yuan Qingwei and signaled that he should continue.

"There are also thoughts gathered above the literary spirit. In my eyes, Ivy itself should use those thoughts to sharpen the literary spirit, while making the thoughts unable to go further, or bytes converted into some materials related to classmates."

"Two students who died in school, one died in the dormitory and the other died in the classroom."

"Dormitories and classrooms? When?"

In this way, Yuan Qingwei and Dai Xing exchanged the information they needed from each other's mouth little by little for questions and answers.

The student who died in the dormitory was sick and stayed alone in the dormitory during class in the afternoon; the other student who died in the classroom was during evening study, and left the things in the classroom and went back to get them alone.

The common point between the two sides is that there are no people around, and they also have the corresponding environment, and are in the weakest situation of literary talent.

In short, there may be some minor problems in the barrier of the Ivy League Academy, but overall, it still maintains a very stable situation. Therefore, although the Ivy League's senior management now attaches great importance to the barrier problem, they still try to solve it through their own efforts, without thinking about asking for help from the court.
Chapter completed!