It was already noon and there were wisps of smoke rising from the valley.
After a night of rapid march, everyone was already very tired. When they saw the valley where their garrison was located, some soldiers waved excitedly.
A strange scene happened. The middle-aged captain of the boys on the city wall took a closer look, his expression changed slightly, and then he suddenly took off the horn from his waist and blew it with all his strength.
"Woo..."
"What's going on!" Yun He's face fell. She didn't expect that the soldiers in her own garrison not only did not open the door when they saw her, but instead gave a warning!
Kang Xingzhi smiled coldly and said, "It must have been those bastards Yun Ao and Nie Que who did this. Most of those who stayed in the valley were from the Fuyuan Yun family, the Nie family, and Yun Ao. After we left, Nie Que probably entered the valley and became its new master. Who knows those soldiers?"
The last sentence Kang Xingzhi said was so powerful that it spread throughout the entire team.
A scholar from the Nie family shouted out, "I know him. He is from our Nie family and a distant nephew of Nie Que."
"Hmph, let me see what they will do! Keep moving forward!" Yun He's face was gloomy.
Fang Yun rode on the dragon horse without saying a word, continuing to multitask, keeping an eye on his surroundings while reading a book in the world of strange books.
The reading speed in the world of strange books was already a hundred times faster than usual. After becoming a Hanlin, Fang Yun's reading speed increased again.
However, Fang Yun was still not satisfied. He increased his reading speed again at the cost of consuming his talent.
When he was the county magistrate of Ji County, Fang Yun asked the manager Tang of Xuanting Bookstore to collect countless books for him from all over the place. The total number has exceeded tens of millions, all of which have been "eaten" by him in the Qishu World. Together with the millions of books that Qishu World already had, they are enough for him to read for a long time.
Every night before going to bed, Fang Yun would select three hundred to one thousand books to read the next day, reading the useful books first and leaving the less useful books for later.
Soon, a large group of nearly 3,000 people approached the city wall at the entrance of the valley. There were three more juren and more than a dozen scholars on the city wall, all of whom were close to Nie Que and Yun Ao.
The three scholars took a close look at the team. Their faces changed drastically, and then they lowered their heads to talk. Soon, one of the old scholars smiled and said, "Welcome everyone! We will open the door to welcome you!"
After the three men finished speaking, they quickly walked down the city wall, opened the gate, and went to greet all the scholars and students.
Most of these scholars and students looked anxious and kept looking at the team led by Fang Yun and others, as if they were looking for someone.
Some people became even more disturbed after they noticed many soldiers carrying body bags.
Arriving at the door, Fang Yun and the others dismounted.
Fang Yun and Yun He walked forward side by side. The three scholars came forward with smiles. The leading scholar smiled and said, "Yun..."
Yun He snorted coldly and said, "Let's go into the tent first!"
The three scholars wanted to say more, but when they realized the atmosphere was not right, they shut up and made way.
The three candidates kept winking at those in the team who were closely related to the Nie family or Yun Ao, but everyone remained surprisingly consistent.
He lowered his head and pretended not to understand.
The three scholars were very anxious, but they did not dare to do anything excessive, so they could only follow the crowd inside.
Fang Yun looked around and found that the atmosphere here was very strange.
As a Hanlin, Fang Yun already had a photographic memory. He remembered the thousands of people who came here, but most of the faces in this valley were strangers. Even if there were some people he had met before, they were all from the Fuyuan Yun family or the Nie family, as well as the people of Yun Ao and Yun Hu.
The two men walked straight to the door of the big tent, and Yun He's expression became increasingly gloomy.
Fang Yun didn't want to interfere with Yun He's family affairs, but when he was still a dozen feet away from the valley tent, he suddenly stopped with a very cold expression.
Fang Yun looked towards his tent.
"Huh… "
The team stopped suddenly, and many people bumped into each other, making a chaotic sound of shouting.
The people who were closer to the front noticed that there was something wrong with Fang Yun, and they all looked in the direction he was looking.
There was a circle of filth splashed outside Fang Yun's tent.
“How dare you!” Yun He was furious, shaking with anger. “The ancestors of Juyun City and Xuemang Ancient Land have lost all their face because of you beasts! Who threw the feces? Stand up! Stand up!”
Before Fang Yun could get angry, the head of the Yun family was already furious.
On the way, Fang Yun had told everyone to try not to reveal his identity as Xu Sheng to avoid it being known by the rebels. Yun He could not call him Fang Xu Sheng now.
Kang Xingzhi, who was grumpy at the side, was out of character. His face was gloomy and he said in a strange tone: "I didn't expect that someone would find a new way to commit suicide. Come out and don't force me to do it!"
"That's too much!" Yun Jieying's face flushed red. He had already sent people to clean it up last time, but he didn't expect it to get even worse this time. Even if Fang Yun was not a Virtual Saint, he would never tolerate such behavior.
All the people who came back from Axe Mountain were stunned. Then, some of them trembled with fear, some were filled with indignation, and some were gloating.
He actually dared to throw feces outside Xu Sheng’s tent. He simply doesn’t know how to write the word death!
Treating a virtual saint who regards two thousand bear monsters as dirt chickens and pottery dogs in this way is simply the biggest scandal in the history of the Blood Mang Ancient Land!
Some old scholars were so angry that they were shaking all over. Throwing feces in front of Fang Yun's tent was no different from throwing feces in front of the holy temple!
"We must conduct a thorough investigation!"
"The whole family must be executed!"
"It's treason! It's treason!"
All the people stationed in the valley were confused. They could not imagine that throwing feces would constitute treason.
"What do you think we should do?" Yun He asked Fang Yun, suppressing her anger.
The whip in Fang Yun's hand had been replaced with a Wenbao fan. He stretched out his hand and swung the fan open.
Fang Yun waved his fan and said slowly: "I grew up reading books written by saints, and I have a righteous heart. Fighting and killing for such a small matter is too extreme, so I will not punish you severely. I am a moral person. How about this, whoever spilled it, just eat it and lick it clean!"
Many people were silent, thinking that he was worthy of being called a virtual saint. He could kill people without a knife and insult people without scolding. If someone did that, he would become a laughing stock of the whole world.
You're a shit eater!
No matter how determined one is, the literary courage will collapse and the literary palace will be shattered. This is the most thorough humiliation for a person.
The old scholar Nie Zhe who was stationed in the valley frowned and said, "Mr. Jinshi, you are going too far."
Fang Yun turned his head to look at Nie Zhe and said, "You turned a blind eye to the splattering of feces around the tent of a distinguished Hanlin, and pretended to be deaf and dumb. So I am going too far? You think it is too far and want to help them? Fine, you can join them and eat it all together!"
"I am a scholar from the Nie family. Who dares to make me do this?" Nie Zhe shouted.
A thunderous voice rang out in the sky: "Fuyuan Nie family? They have been exterminated by me along with Fuyuan Yun family!"
When everyone looked up, they saw six blue-robed university scholars slowly descending from the sky.
"Greetings to City Lord Yun, and to all the Grand Secretaries!" Yun He and the others bowed hastily.
(To be continued…)