Chapter 27 Another academy student who lost his right hand Since the three of them came to the academy, the man who just walked away was the fifth person the three of them had seen who had his right hand broken off.
Zuo Chi raised his eyes and looked at the sparkling lake surface blown by the breeze.
The scenery was beautiful, but it was bottomless.
Another gust of breeze blew by, and Zuo Chi narrowed his eyes slightly.
"It seems that the water in Chongyang Academy is much deeper than you imagined."
Chu Jing came over and stood beside Zuo Chi, kicking the scattered pebbles casually with his feet, and said softly to Zuo Chi.
Zuo Chi turned around, looked at Deng Si'er and said: "Let's go."
"Where to go?"
Deng Si'er asked.
"Go back to the small courtyard that Xia Yuan arranged for us.
Let's change into the academy's clothes first and then come out to check."
Zuo Chi replied.
Chu Jing nodded in agreement.
Their outfits indeed looked strange in the academy.
In this short walk, many people were already talking about them.
Deng Si'er nodded after listening to Zuo Chi's words.
The clothes on his body were still wet.
He must change his clothes first.
The incident of falling into the water just now had already made Deng Si'er lose his leisure time.
He would not go shopping in this so-called A holy place for reading.
"Where to go?"
Deng Si'er just raised his feet, but he had already forgotten the location of the small courtyard that Xia Yuan had mentioned before, so he looked around and didn't know which way to go.
Zuo Chi looked up and pointed to the west of the garden.
He remembered that Xia Yuan said that it was an independent small courtyard on the west of the garden.
Indeed, as Xiaoyuan said, Xiaoyuan is very easy to find.
The three of them just walked around the garden and took a look at this independent courtyard.
The courtyard was not big, but very elegant.
Zuo Chi and Chu Jing were quite satisfied when they saw it, but Deng Si'er didn't care, as long as they had a place to live.
It was now noon.
Zuo Chi and Chu Jing waited for Deng Si'er to change clothes.
The three of them had lunch in the small courtyard and then went back to their rooms to rest.
Zuo Chi was still thinking about everything that happened in the morning, and had no intention of taking a lunch break, so he sat on a chair and closed his eyes to rest and think quietly.
The situation of Chu Jing and Zuo Chi was similar.
Only Deng Si'er took off his shoes and jumped on the bed as soon as he returned to the house.
He first lay on his back, looking at the window curtain above his head, thinking about the college student he met when he fell into the water.
The more Deng Si'er thought about it, the more uncomfortable and guilty he became.
Deng Si'er felt that, looking back now, that beautiful bird belonged to someone else, and it was wrong for him to catch it rashly.
Although he also fell into the lake later, thinking about it carefully, it was still because of his carelessness.
How could he know that he would be killed Xiaoshizi was shocked It's really useless.
He had already apologized, but he was still holding on to him.
Deng Si'er suddenly turned over, muttering in his mouth and rubbing his hair randomly.
His hair was messy, and his heart was also messy.
Deng Si'er suddenly got up from the bed and made up his mind to find the academy student.
Thinking this way, Deng Si'er felt a little more comfortable.
He tied his hair again and finally looked more tidy like a student.
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With Deng Si'er's already small and delicate face, he was wearing college clothes.
The clothes are really like that.
Deng Si'er didn't know what Chu Jing and Zuo Chi were doing at this time, thinking that they must have been very tired after traveling for several days, so they must have rested.
So Deng Si'er left the small courtyard without saying hello to anyone.
Standing outside the gate of the small courtyard, Deng Si'er was suddenly in trouble.
He neither knew his name nor where he lived.
How could he find him?
Deng Si'er stood outside the door and hesitated for a long time.
Finally he moved, but he ran after an academy student who happened to pass by the small courtyard gate, shouting as he ran: "Hey, that brother in front of you, Mr.
Xiongtai" The man in front stopped when Deng Si'er called Young Master, turned around and looked back at Deng Si'er with a puzzled expression.
Deng Si'er felt his eyebrows twitching uncontrollably.
Really, he only turned around after calling the young master.
The people in this academy are really pampered.
However, Deng Si'er didn't know that in a holy place of study like Chongyang Academy, which has been famous all over the world since the Supreme Emperor, those who can enter are not only excellent in qualifications, but also rich or noble.
"Did you call me?"
The student who was called by Deng Si'er looked at Deng Si'er who was approaching and asked.
Deng Si'er nodded hurriedly, with a smile on his face, and said in a very polite tone: "Master, I want to ask you, oh no, no, I want to ask you something, please don't be offended."
Deng Si'er thought that when talking to the students in the academy, he had to look polite.
At least he had to act like he had some ink in his stomach.
The student nodded and looked at the handsome college student in front of him who was obviously younger than him.
He thought he was a new student and said kindly: "You have just entered the academy.
If you have anything you don't understand, just ask me.
We are all students in the academy, so we should look after each other."
"Thank you, thank you."
Deng Si'er pretended to express his thanks first, and then asked: "I want to ask, do you know that a student who seemed to be sweeping the floor by the lake lost his right hand?"
The student thought for a while and said: "Oh, he, you are talking about Qiu Qiba.
He is the only student sweeping the floor in the entire academy, and he is also the one who got that strange disease and cut off his right hand.
He must be the one you are talking about."
Deng Si'er didn't expect that the first person he asked would know the person he wanted to ask.
He happily nodded and thanked, and then asked: "Then do you know where he lives?
Where can I find him?"
The student pointed in the direction and said:
"It's in the courtyard to the east of the garden.
Most of the students in the academy live there.
Just go there and ask.
Others should know who you are asking about."
Deng Si'er thanked him repeatedly and exchanged greetings with him.
He watched the student who was guiding him leave before walking towards the east of the garden.
As Deng Si'er walked, he recalled the content of his chat with the student who was guiding the way.
The student talked about the student named Qiu Qi, with obvious regret on his face, and he also said, "Qiu Qi is not only highly qualified, but also He is very studious, very motivated, and gentle, what a waste."
It seems that he must have made a lot of determination to cut off his own right hand.
Although Deng Si'er didn't know why this student named Qiu Qi was sweeping the floor by the lake with a broom, for the originally excellent academy student, losing his right hand must have been a big blow.
Just thinking about it, he soon arrived at the "house courtyard" that the student who gave the guide called it.
Deng Si'er walked in while looking for people to inquire.
The courtyard is winding and winding, and there are really many houses.
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Deng Si'er was still confused as he asked people everywhere.
Finally, he arrived at Room 103, which he had inquired about, but he saw a person in the room.
Burning paper at the door.
It was the person who had caused him to fall into the water and saved him with a severed hand.
Deng Si'er walked up to him.
The man was looking at the brazier in a daze.
Deng Si'er looked carefully at the densely packed small words written on the paper he was burning, which were being swallowed up by the flames bit by bit.
Qiu Qi was in a daze when his eyes suddenly darkened.
He raised his head in confusion and said in surprise: "It's you":