It was a face that Gu Jiao wouldn't recognize even if he turned into ashes.
It is an outline that cannot be altered by youth, old age, health, or disease.
Gu Jiao's words "odd change and even change" that had come to her lips instantly stuck in her throat.
She stared at him in a daze, and after a while, she called out inquiringly, "Godfather?"
The National Teacher raised a pair of Shenhua's inner eyes from the light and shadow, and looked at Gu Jiao in confusion.
Gu Jiao's tensed shoulders dropped slightly, her eyes different.
But really... so similar.
If one day the godfather grows old, it should be like this.
The National Teacher asked calmly: "Your surname, Young Master, what do you want?"
The godfather would not call him son, nor would he use such a peaceful tone.
So it's really just a guy who looks exactly the same.
Gu Jiao's eyes fell on the tea cup of the teacher, and his tea cup was placed on his left, as were the inkstone and pen holder.
He is left-handed.
Coincidentally, so did the godfather.
She was brought back to the organization by her godfather at the age of eight, and all of her skills were taught to her by her godfather.
Although the godfather is very strict and looks inhumane, but if it weren't for the godfather, she would have killed herself when she lost control for the first time at the age of eight.
Gu Jiao gathered her thoughts and looked at the elder in front of her. She didn't speak in a hurry, but asked the national teacher with her eyes if she could borrow a pen and paper from him.
The national teacher raised his hand to indicate that Gu Jiao was free.
Gu Jiao picked up the pen and paper on the table, wrote an advanced math problem in her previous life, and turned the paper and pushed it in front of the national teacher.
This national teacher created the Six Books of the State of Yan, one of which was in the hands of Xiao Heng, which recorded the mathematical knowledge of the previous life and was translated into the native language of the State of Yan.
Those evidences alone are not enough, Gu Jiao wants to confirm it herself, she wrote in simplified Chinese characters.
If the national teacher is really a senior, then he will not not know.
When the national teacher saw the question, his expression changed obviously.
Gu Jiao felt that his body seemed to be shaking, and Gu Jiao's eyes brightened: "Did you see something?"
The national teacher sighed and said truthfully: "I haven't seen such ugly calligraphy for many years, and it really irritated this seat's eyes."
Gu Jiao: "..."
Because the characters were so ugly, the national teacher took a lot of effort to barely recognize that it was a question.
He stared at the question, picked up the pen, and wrote down the completed problem-solving process and answer.
Instead, she used the same simplified Chinese characters as Gu Jiao.
Gu Jiao took a look at it, pouted her little mouth and said, "What you wrote isn't pretty, and you're talking about me!"
"I haven't written it in decades."
"So you really are—"
"you-"
"Me too!"
Smart people don't need too many twists and turns to speak, and they don't need to be secretive or timid.
Gu Jiao knew very well what she was here for. Sooner or later, her identity as a traveler would be exposed, unless the national teacher did not come from her time and space.
But if he wasn't, then he couldn't have built the operating room Gu Yan needed.
So Gu Jiao would rather he be than expose herself.
The national teacher looked at Gu Jiao in shock, with a faint light in his pupils: "I really didn't expect it... so many years... so many years..."
Gu Jiao understands the feelings of the national teacher. From what she understands, the national teacher came to Yan country 30 years ago. After wandering in another world for 30 years, she finally met a person from the same time and space as herself. Must be very excited.
Gu Jiao didn't look so excited because she didn't have the same strong emotions and emotions as normal people.
But if she had to describe her mood, it would be that she was... a little happy.
She doesn't need her own kind, so strictly speaking, most of this happiness comes from the hope of treating Gu Yan.
At the age of the national teacher, he has experienced too many ups and downs, and his life and death have been seen through, and he quickly accepted the facts in front of him.
He asked, "Can you tell me about your situation?"
Gu Jiao thought about it, and said succinctly: "I am from the 22nd century, and now I am from the Zhao Kingdom."
The national teacher said thoughtfully: "A century later than me, how did you come?"
Gu Jiao thoughtfully said, "The plane crashed, what about the National Teacher?"
The national teacher said with a trace of memory: "I was looking for someone, and I came here when I found it."
These words sounded very specific, but they were actually a bit empty. They still didn't explain the reason for leaving that time and space, but it didn't matter. Gu Jiao didn't come here to inquire about the privacy and past of the national teacher.
"Then how did you discover my identity?" the national teacher asked.
Gu Jiao can't always say that the credential that you stole from the country of Yan is in our hands. This sounds a bit exciting. Although she is a fellow, she can't reveal too much.
Gu Jiao said: "I heard some of your deeds, and I feel that you may be the same as me, but I'm not quite sure, so I tried it out just now."
The national teacher nodded: "So it is."
The tea on the stove boiled.
A disciple came from the backyard, sat down, made tea for Gu Jiao, and then backed away silently.
"Then you come to me today..." The national teacher looked at Gu Jiao.
Gu Jiao said: "To be honest, a friend of mine has a very serious heart disease and needs immediate surgery. I would like to borrow the operating room of the National Teacher's Hall."
"It was you who came to the National Teacher's Hall to inquire about the operating room last time Ye Qing received? Are you the one brought by Mr. Meng?"
Ye Qing, the eldest disciple of the National Teacher's Hall, when Gu Jiao first came to the National Teacher's Hall, the National Teacher was not there, it was Ye Qing who received her.
Gu Jiao nodded: "It's me."
The national teacher looked at Gu Jiao meaningfully: "Meng Lao said that he met a little girl with good chess skills in Zhao Kingdom."
Gu Jiao: "..."
So is it still down
The national teacher smiled tolerantly: "It doesn't matter, whether you are a kid or a girl, this seat will not say it."
After he said that, he stood up, glanced at Gu Jiao, and said, "Next time, put your Adam's apple straight, it's all crooked."
Gu Jiao touched her fake Adam's apple: "Oh."
The national teacher said: "You come with me."
Gu Jiao followed the national teacher out of the bamboo house.
Yu He had already left, and only a disciple who had served tea to Gu Jiao silently followed.
The national teacher looked at the disciple behind him, then looked at the basket on Gu Jiao's back, and asked, "Is the basket heavy?"
Gu Jiao shook her head: "It's not heavy, I can carry it by myself."
The national teacher no longer insisted.
The two walked out of the bamboo forest and walked all the way to the direction of the library of the National Master Hall.
"You used to study medicine?" the national teacher asked.
"That's right." Gu Jiao said, "Doctor of surgery, I also learned a little bit of traditional Chinese medicine. What about Master National Teacher? Do you also study medicine?"
The national teacher shook his head: "I am not."
Gu Jiao was stunned: "The operating room..."
The national teacher pointed to the front: "You will know when you go."
Gu Jiao's heart was filled with strangeness, as if there would be variables.
The two passed by the library and came to a magnificent side hall. The white marble is the floor tiles, the golden nanmu is the beams, and the beams are carved and painted. It is luxurious and precious.
It's hard to believe that a national teacher with such a luxurious place is still willing to stay in such a shabby house.
The busy disciples in the hall bowed and saluted when they saw the national master.
The national teacher and Gu Jiao turned in from the corridor on the right and went all the way to the end, where there was a room with an iron door locked by two dead soldiers.
Gu Jiao could feel that the skills of these two dead men were not inferior to those of the Heavenly Wolf.
Tianlang was the first real expert Gu Jiao met after she came to another world, so she became her benchmark for judging the dead.
"Open." The national teacher said.
One of the dead men took out the key and opened the copper lock on the iron door.
Another dead man pushed open the heavy iron door.
It is not difficult to feel the weight of the iron gate just by listening to the dull sound.
The national teacher advanced into the room, then turned to Gu Jiao and said, "Come in."
Gu Jiao crossed the threshold.
What caught my eye was an ordinary room that couldn't be more ordinary, empty and nothing.
Gu Jiao opened her mouth: "This is..."
The national teacher signaled the dead man outside the door to close the iron door. After the iron door was closed, the room instantly darkened.
He said to Gu Jiao, "Operating room."
Gu Jiao widened her eyes and said, "But there's not even a stool here."
The national teacher came to the wall facing the iron gate, raised his hand and clasped it lightly, looked over Gu Jiao's shoulder, and said, "Take out the things in your basket and put them in."
Gu Jiao subconsciously touched her small backpack with her backhand.
The national teacher said lightly: "Don't worry, I won't want your things, and it's useless if I want, isn't it?"
Gu Jiao was even more astonished, this guy is so powerful, he looks like he can see through everything, even the small medicine box that only she can open.
The national teacher looked at Gu Jiao, didn't force her, just asked with a light smile: "Are you really not going to bring it over? The operating room is in another dimension. Without that thing, none of us can get in."
The small medicine box can bring her here, it does have the ability to tear space and time, and it is also connected to the research institute of the previous life, providing her with the medicine she needs.
But these are her secrets, how did he know
Seemingly aware of the doubts in Gu Jiao's heart, the national teacher patiently waited for Gu Jiao to make her own choice, but did not intend to explain it to Gu Jiao.
Yes, everyone has their own secrets, he sees it is his ability, he does not explain it is his freedom.
Gu Jiao walked over, put down the small back basket, took out the small medicine box covered with cotton cloth, and put it into the wall.
(End of this chapter)