Chapter 164 Sherlock's Medium

   Mo Chengshuang also sat on the chair. In addition to teaching the death god's necessary slaying white ghosts, Maou Academy of Spiritual Art also taught some medical treatment and history.

   This is also the most boring part for Mocheng. He shook his head in boredom, and suddenly the stool shook violently, which made him a little angry.

   These guys are at it again!

   From the seat behind came the low breathing sound of suppressing laughter, and he knew it must be those brats again.

   "Jing Jiang!"

   Fortunately, the teacher at Maoyang Academy of Spiritual Art is still very fair, he immediately shouted

   On the seat behind Mocheng, Jing Jiang stood up.

   "Did you hear everything I said? What did I just say?!"

  The teacher's tone was very strict. Under Liang Yue's request, they would not treat noble children with high regard.

  Even so, it is still divided into aristocratic training class and ordinary teaching class.

  Although there is no difference in the teaching of these two classes, those nobles just like to separate themselves from those ordinary people, as if they can make themselves look more noble.

  Jing Jiang looked calm, not flustered at all

   "Of course I heard clearly, the teacher is talking about the dark jihad, I am very interested in those pretenders."

   "Jing Jiang, what is a pretender?" A child beside him booed

   "Pretenders, pretenders are a group of... demons disguised as humans. Just like those who are not nobles, but want to pretend to be nobles!"

  His words brought a burst of laughter, and all the people around him burst into laughter.

   "It doesn't matter, Jinglingting is not a remote countryside. There may be bumpkins here, but there are absolutely no pretenders!"

   Mole City finally couldn't bear it anymore...

  He picked up the stool and threw it towards Jing Jiang...

  ………

   "What happened today?!"

  Back home with injuries all over, Mocheng didn't get comfort from his father, instead he scolded him seriously

   "Fighting with classmates in class, is this something a real noble should do?"

   "Father I..."

   Mocheng wanted to refute, but his father ushered in an even more violent shout

   "Go and apologize to Jing Jiang!"

"Father…"

  He was very aggrieved, and wanted to cry when he was aggrieved, but the unyielding strength gushed out from the bottom of his heart so that he could not cry. He just looked at his father with red eyes.

   At this time, his sister opened the door and came closer. After seeing the wounded Mocheng, she leaned over first, then looked at him with some distress, and then turned her eyes on her father.

   "What are you doing?"

   "He fought with his classmates in class and disrupted the classroom order!"

   "You should know that Shuang Ye definitely doesn't have such a character. There must be a misunderstanding."

   "What's the misunderstanding? Can a misunderstanding change the result? Because of today's incident, everyone is laughing at the Mocheng family."

   Because of today's events? Isn't it a joke all the time?

   Mole City Shuang also thought angrily in his heart that he didn't want to see his sister being taught a lesson by such a father, or even implicated, he gritted his teeth and said

   "Needless to say! I will apologize to Jing Jiang!"

  Aristocratic decent? Is the dignity of the nobles just groveling?

   Mole Chengshuang didn't understand, but he was powerless to resist his father, and...

  Although the family was a little bewildered, he knew very well that his starting point was luckier than most people in this world.

  At least, he was born in a family that has no worries about food and clothing, and can live a glamorous life. Compared with...the ordinary people who have worked hard all their lives...

  He left home and walked towards Jing Jiang's house, thinking more and more along the way, and in the dark night, he was alone, and walking alone on the road made a crisp echo.

   "Shuangye."

  Suddenly, her sister's voice came from behind her, and Shuang Ye felt better.

  In this family, the only one who can talk to him is his elder sister.

   "I'll go with you."

   "No need, I'll be fine by myself." Of course, Mocheng hoped that someone could accompany him, but he didn't want his sister to see his smug face after he knelt down and apologized in front of Jing Jiang.

   "Father has always longed to integrate into the circle of nobles. The Jingjiang family is a high-ranking noble. It is normal for father to have this behavior."

   "Well, I know." Mocheng nodded, then forcibly got rid of his sister and ran out.

   After running out of sight, he stopped panting.

   "The Ie family...is here."

  He walked to the door of Jing Jiang's house, and then told the guard to inform him, and Jing Jiang walked out after a while.

   His forehead was covered with gauze, which was smashed out by Mole City with a chair.

   "Isn't this Mocheng Shuangye? Why, are you coming to kill me?" He knew that Mocheng was here to apologize, but he still said that, just wanting to completely humiliate Mocheng.

   "I'm here to apologize!"

   Mo Chengshuang also clenched his fists, and then looked straight into Jing Jiang's eyes.

   "Ho Ho?" Jing Jiang licked his lips, "Apologize, aren't you rebellious? Why are you here to apologize?"

   "I like the look in your eyes."

  Jing Jiang approached, and said softly, "That look full of resentment and unyielding, do you want to fight me head-on?"

   "I don't want to!" Mole City forced himself to say so

   "No, you want to." Jing Jiang passed him and walked towards the darkness

   "Come on, let's fight fairly. If you beat me, I will admit that you are not a barbarian in the country."

  Although it is strange to say that, it is necessary to use a fight to decide whether you are a barbarian, but children are like this.

   Watching Jing Jiang step into the darkness, as if he didn't want others to find him fighting, Mocheng took another deep breath and followed.

   "Jing Jiang?"

  It was already far away from Jing Jiang's house, and Mocheng followed him into a dark alley, where even the moonlight didn't seem to shine in.

  Amidst the darkness, Mole City called the other party’s name

   "I'm here, why don't you hide?" Mole City has already reached the end of the alley, which is a dead end, but Jingjiang still hasn't been seen.

   "How could it be?" Jing Jiang's voice appeared at the entrance of the alley, blocking the only light source.

  He gave a strange smile

   "Well done, Mole City." He licked his lips again, the darkness didn't seem to hinder his vision.

   Mocheng suddenly sensed something was wrong, because Jing Jiang's voice became a little blurred and illusory, not like a child's voice.

  But he didn't think too much, and rushed directly towards Jingjiang.

   On the wall, a woman covered in a black robe quietly looked down at the two people below...

   "After the dead wood resounding the river, finally..."

  Her a pair of amethyst-like eyes appeared in the darkness like a floating ghost

   "There is another person who meets the qualifications of an apostle..."

   "Medium of the Invisible Sherlock..."

   "Mole City Shuangye"

  (end of this chapter)