Ye Qingluo nodded solemnly: "That's right, if Elder Yun Xiang wanted to kill me, he would kill me himself."
Yun Xiang's face turned even darker, but this time, he learned to be smart, and didn't open his mouth to fight back.
Only then did Ye Qingluo turn his attention to the dean, and frowned: "There are all students in the academy, even if I'm unhappy, they wouldn't take such a big risk and find a killer from outside the academy to assassinate me, would they?"
After a pause, Ye Qingluo pursed her lips, and asked herself uncertainly: "Could it be because I was fined to go to the second floor of Zangshu Pavilion in the morning..."
The dean raised his eyebrows calmly, and glanced at Elder Yunxiang.
A faint killing intent flashed in his eyes.
Ye Qingluo pretended not to see it, and murmured to himself: "Isn't it just that I accidentally got his herbs and broke into his refining room, is it necessary to kill me..."
herbs? Alchemy room
The dean caught the key point: "What do you mean?"
Ye Qingluo looked pale: "I've never been to the second floor of Zangshu Pavilion, ghosts know that there is a strange old man's medicine refining room in Zangshu Pavilion."
"You entered the medicine refining room?" The dean's expression was slightly concentrated, his eagle eyes were like a wrist, tightly strangling Ye Qingluo's neck.
Ye Qingluo looked into the dean's eyes calmly: "Didn't I just clean up the herbs on the table for him, stepped on something, and fell into the place where he specializes in refining medicine, and was caught right away."
The dean narrowed his eyes, as if he was examining Ye Qingluo's words.
"That's the refining room of the first pharmacist of the academy, named ghost doctor." The dean put his hand on the desk again.
Although he looked old, the hands under the sleeves did not look rough.
A slightly bent index finger tapped lightly on the table, creating an unprecedented sense of oppression.
The sound of each beating sounded like a life-threatening sound.
Ye Qingluo was stunned: "The pharmacist of the Medicine Sect! No wonder he has such a weird temper, and locked me with the medicine cauldron, asking me to recite some books on elixirs."
The sound of the headmaster's knocking stopped suddenly: "You were locked in the medicine refining room by the ghost doctor?"
The medicine refining room on the second floor was specially built by him in order to keep the ghost doctor. He also knew about the secret room for refining medicine.
If Ye Qingluo was locked in that secret room...
Ye Qingluo nodded, "I was locked up until I finished reciting the elixir book, and then I was released, and I was asked to report in the refining room tomorrow."
Half-truths are more trustworthy.
From Beiming Lulu's mouth, Ye Qingluo knew the ghost doctor's status in the academy.
It should be similar to Yougui, a highly respected member of the academy.
She first pretended not to know anything, and said that she had been locked in a secret room, which meant that she could not overhear the conversation between the dean and the guardian, so as to dispel the dean's suspicion of her.
Then it was revealed that the ghost doctor wanted to take her as his apprentice.
Furthermore, when it comes to ghost doctors, the dean will also consider wandering ghosts.
For her sake, You Gui did not hesitate to teach in the Devil's Class. The dean must have a deep memory of her.
Even if the dean would rather kill by mistake than let one person's temper go.
Under the double suggestion of the secret room and the ghost doctor, her life will be spared for the time being.
"Oh?" The dean raised his brows slightly, showing a hint of a smile, "The ghost doctor has always had a bad temper, and all the students who were studying were kicked out of the medicine refining room by him, and classmate Ye would be favored by the ghost doctor."
"I almost died under his claws!" Ye Qingluo rolled his eyes with a look of disbelief, "I think today's killer was found by him!"