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Chapter 108 The big play begins

After posting the declaring proclamation, Fang Cun yelled at the academy, then jumped to a big tree outside the gate of the academy and turned into a small green worm.

The green little green worms are hidden among the green leaves and cannot be seen at all.

And his loud shout also woke up the old man guarding the gatekeeper.

Fortunately, the old man in the doorman is not a hidden power like a sweeping monk, otherwise he would be in danger.

The old man in the door lit a lamp, listened intently through the gate, but after hearing nothing, he cursed in a low voice, then turned around and went back to sleep.

The square cub hidden in the tree was just enough to see the situation inside the door. Seeing this, he opened the mouth of the insect and shouted, "Help!"

When it was late at night, this sound of help was extremely obvious.

Now, not only did the old man in the gatehouse unable to continue sleeping, but even some places in the academy were lit up, with stars and spreading all over the mountains.

In the darkness, a huge building complex gradually came into view among these lights.

Not long after, someone came out with a lantern and asked what was wrong?

As a result, they were all confused. Who knew what happened!

At this moment, a figure appeared at the gate of the courtyard. The figure was dressed in a blue dress, wearing a long Confucian scholar's crown, with a handsome face and a tall figure, looking only over twenty years old.

The Confucian scholar in green stood outside the gate of the courtyard, sweeping his mind lightly. He didn't notice anything abnormal, so he turned around and prepared to go back. As soon as he turned around, he saw the "proverb" posted outside the gate of the courtyard.

He stepped forward to reveal the manifesto, glanced at random, and then his expression changed slightly.

"Chief of the mountain!"

Several figures rushed over, and the Confucians who looked gentle and elegant on weekdays were now as stern as a monk on the mountain.

"But what happened?" asked an old scholar.

Fangcun was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the young guy was actually a mountain captain.

The chief of the mountain is the title of the president of the academy.

At a young age, he is a mountain leader. He is either super strong or has a strong background.

Fang Cun was a little worried. Could this mountain lord be from the city lord's mansion?

If so, then we can only say that the lives of those gangsters in the world should be like this and there is no hope of saving them.

However, judging from Bu Qingming's tone at that time, the City Lord's Mansion and the Banya Academy should not be a cliché and a traitor.

Seeing that the young mountain master folded the 'invoice' and took the Confucians back to the academy, the surroundings gradually became quiet. Fang Cun breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: "The people who should notify have already notified it. The stage has been set up. I don't know what this play can be sung like? It's time to go back and find a place to move a stool as a melon-eating crowd. Don't let me down too much! This is a big show that I dominate. Whether I have the talent for director depends on your performance."

He ejected from the tree and fell into the grass. After a few ejections, he plunged into the Green Reed River, turned into a small fish, and swam downstream.

The direction downstream is Qingfeng City, and Banya Academy is on Banya Mountain outside Qingfeng City.

...

At this time, Bu Qingming was so angry that he started to kill people.

He knew that he had been cheated and the stolen treasure house was still a small matter, and it was a big matter to be exposed by someone. He estimated that the same person should be doing this.

And since that manifesto appeared, everything was out of his control.

In desperation, he had to start in advance.

They had already arrived at the underground cave. Lou Deyi, Shi Jinjie, and Lou Zhenhai, the head of the Lou family, looked at it as usual, but had no intention of coming forward to persuade him.

And killing is a signal.

After those people were killed, they were pulled here to bleed.

Those who were seriously injured and stayed in the city lord's mansion to recuperate were also killed. At this time, corpses were piled up in this cave, looking a little scary.

But they looked as usual.

...

The Confucians in the academy were still wondering whether the things written in this manifesto were true? Who wrote them?

Is it a fact? This still needs to be investigated.

But that was the city lord's mansion after all. Even if they were scholars from the academy and represented the Confucian school, it would still be ineligible to thoroughly investigate whether the city lord had committed such a serious crime.

Finally, the young mountain lord stood up and said, "No matter whether this matter is true or false, I have to go to the city lord's mansion. We don't have to discuss it anymore, let's talk about it when I come back."

"Master, I'm visiting you at this time, but the uninvited guest is incompatible with the courtesy!"

"It is naturally not suitable to visit the door-to-door visit at this time. It's just that it's important, so I have to do something like a gentleman on Liang."

"The mountain leader, such behavior..."

The old scholars couldn't help but frown when they were doing such villainous acts.

The young mountain captain waved his sleeves and turned around and left gracefully, "It is not a silent observance of the rules. Things are urgent and slow, and there are also severity. We should know how to adapt and understand the current affairs, which is a temporary measure."

“…”

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On the other hand, the Zhao family and the Duan family conspired in the secret room of the Duan family for a while, and the Zhao family head went home directly, leading several tribe members and the Duan family members to rush towards the city lord's mansion.

On this not-so-serious night, there are not a few gangsters wearing night clothes and rushing towards the city lord's mansion in the dark, just like them.

However, the Duan and Zhao families didn't say much about this, and everyone did not interfere with the river.

The city lord's mansion seemed to have no defense for this, so they easily touched the city lord's mansion and, following the instructions in the manifesto, came to the underground cave easily.

At this time, in the underground caves of the city lord's mansion, in addition to Bu Qingming and Lou Deyi, as well as Lou Zhenhai and Shi Jinjie, the heads of the Lou family, there was also Jin Shui, the director of the Zhujian Villa who had just arrived.

In addition to them, there is also a group of armored guards, who are considered dead soldiers in the city lord's mansion.

At this time, as Bu Qing killed more and more people, in the end, because there were not enough people, even some servants from their city lord's mansion were pulled over and killed by those soldiers.

When blood fills the blood tanks, the blood qi evaporates, and the smell of blood is swelling. Blood mist fills the cave, and blood mist gathers towards the wall of a cave in the distance.

On the wall of the cave, a portal outlined by blood-colored lines gradually emerged, three or four zhang high and more than two zhang wide, and a small groove in the middle.

Seeing this, Bu Qingming laughed, jumped up, spread his arms, pounced on the portal like a giant eagle, and took out the hexagonal black stone and stuffed it into the groove.

Click...

The black stone stuck into the groove, tightly fitting.

Then the hole wall began to shake, and the rumbling sound kept coming.

It was at this time that he transformed into a mosquito and quietly returned to the cave. The Zhao Duan family and some gangsters behind him also broke in.

The drama has officially begun.
Chapter completed!
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