The crowded streets suddenly became silent.
Who dares to call himself "the Saint"
Except for a dozen semi-saints in Shengyuan Continent, no one dares to call themselves that, otherwise the Holy Temple will kill them immediately.
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, wanting to know which semi-saint had arrived.
What everyone saw was a strange face, and he was only wearing a white and black plum dress.
Which semi-saint disguised himself as a Hanlin
However, the next moment, countless scholars opened their eyes wide. There was a person in the past who was a Hanlin and could call himself "the Saint", namely, Xu Sheng Fang Yun.
But didn’t Fang Yun pass away
Everyone looked at the strange Hanlin with expectation, and some people even took a deep breath to suppress their emotions.
Then, the light on the strange man's face dissipated, and finally his true face was revealed.
"Fang Xusheng!"
The whole audience was shocked!
"Fang Xusheng is alive!"
"Fang Xusheng is alive!"
"County Magistrate Xiaofang is not dead!"
"Yes! It's Fang Xusheng's voice. This voice sounds familiar!"
“It can’t be fake!”
Rather than being certain, people hoped that all this was true.
The voices of the crowd spread quickly in all directions like waves, and many people looked at Fang Yun with red eyes.
At the gate of the county government office, officials such as Ji Zhibai and Fei Chang stared at Fang Yun in amazement, with countless thoughts flashing through their minds and countless possibilities in their minds, but in the end they became more confused.
"You... aren't you dead?" Ji Zhibai stammered, his eyes dull, as if he hadn't accepted the fact before him.
"I have never died." Fang Yun said as he walked forward. The people in front immediately stepped back to both sides, making way for Fang Yun to pass through the main gate of the county government.
Fang Yun walked forward, and every step seemed to have the power of a mountain, stepping on the hearts of Ji Zhibai and others.
The other scholars looked at Fang Yun in disbelief. After all, the Holy Academy had already officially announced Fang Yun’s death, and Fang Yun’s sudden appearance made people doubt.
“You… do you know that pretending to be a false saint is a capital crime punishable by the death of nine generations of your clan!” Ji Zhibai said sternly.
"Do you know that burning books and burying scholars is a serious crime punishable by execution of the entire family?" Fang Yun asked back.
Ji Zhibai immediately gave Fei Chang a look.
Fei Changyi was dazed, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. He blinked his eyes, then realized Ji Zhibai's intention, and hurriedly reached out to grab the official seal.
Fei Chang's hands were shaking. He didn't even dare to look directly at Fang Yun. He could only look at him secretly, feeling a great fear in his heart.
Even the head of a semi-saint family died because of Fang Yun, so what was a small prefect like him? The consequences of offending Fang Yun were too serious, not only his official position, but even his position as a scholar would be in jeopardy. Ji Zhibai was the best example.
Fei Chang held the official seal, his hands still shaking, then lowered his head, his eyes fixed on Fang Yun's collar, and said, "Please... Please forgive me for my offense, I cannot make the decision on this matter, it can only be decided by the Holy Temple."
Some people looked at Fei Chang with contempt.
Fei Chang was seen holding the official seal in his hand, muttering something silently, and then a white light flew out from the direction of the holy temple and landed on Fang Yun.
Everyone widened their eyes and held their breath.
The busiest street in Ning'an City was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop.
The light fell on Fang Yun and suddenly disappeared.
Some people looked disappointed, while Ji Zhibai and others showed joy on their faces.
Suddenly, a dazzling white light burst out from Fang Yun's body.
Everyone instinctively squinted or closed their eyes, and at the same time uttered various exclamations.
The blinding white light quickly faded. Everyone saw that Fang Yun was emitting a soft, warm white light.
Fang Yun was still walking forward, but now he was like a saint carrying glory. Walking in the world, his every move exuded a noble yet humble temperament, which made people instinctively admire him.
"Yes, a semi-saint also has the glory of a saint, but it is brighter than this glory!"
"It's really Fang Xusheng!"
"Fang Xusheng is really not dead!"
Many scholars began to cheer, and some even cried for joy, especially the local scholars from Ning'an City. They wiped their tears as they cried, and their tearful faces were filled with smiles that were happier than those of the top scorers in high school.
"Fang Xusheng is not dead!" Yang Xuantong shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Fang Xusheng is not dead!" the bailiff at the door shouted.
"County Magistrate Xiaofang is back!" shouted the hunter carrying a bow and arrow.
No one spoke with such eloquence, but those who spoke shouted with all their might, as if they wanted to vent all the frustration they had been feeling for the past few days.
The news of Fang Yun's return spread in all directions like ripples.
Ji Zhibai's whole body was cold. He stared at Fang Yun stupidly. His pale face gradually turned gray and the despair in his eyes almost jumped out of his sockets.
Compared with Fang Yun on the opposite side, Ji Zhibai at this moment was like a dead body that had just walked out of the coffin. It was not just his forehead that was black, but his entire body was black.
Ji Zhibai's body was shaking.
He thought that once Fang Yun died, his chance would come. He could still call the shots like before, and finally walk out of Fang Yun's shadow. He could finally take revenge and vent his anger on Fang Yun's subordinates and relatives and friends. But he never expected that Fang Yun was not dead, Fang Yun was back!
People can disguise themselves, great scholars can lie, semi-saints can deceive the world, but the holy temple will never do that!
"You..." Ji Zhibai felt that his throat was blocked by an invisible force and he couldn't utter a complete sentence.
Fang Yun stopped in front of the yamen and looked up at Ji Zhibai and others standing on the steps, but Ji Zhibai felt that Fang Yun was looking down at him, looking down at him from the clouds.
"Just say whatever you want to say, whether it's to defend yourself or to vent your feelings, just say it all. I also want to know what you have done these days." Fang Yun was like an emperor judging a criminal, seemingly both affectionate and cruel.
Ji Zhibai had a bad feeling in his heart, but suddenly he heard Fei Chang's voice transmission in his ears: "No matter whether he lives or dies, it is less than three months since he entered the ancient land of Xuemang! Since he has come out, it means he has failed, and the Four Seas Dragon Saint will take back his power of Wenxing Dragon Lord. You should contact the Prime Minister immediately and find the dragon from the West Sea Dragon Palace. Didn't you say that Ao Cang, the Dragon King of the West Sea Dragon Palace, went to the capital to have a secret meeting with the Prime Minister? Then let him come to question Fang Yun, and then let him take you away. I don't believe Fang Yun dares to offend the dignified Dragon King of the Sea!"
Ji Zhibai was stunned, his eyes gradually cleared, thinking that it was true that those who were involved were confused, but those who were watching could see clearly. Ao Cang, the Dragon King of Zhenhai, was the Dragon King. Although he was defeated by the Demon King Gu Xu many years ago, it was because the two sides were just competing and not fighting desperately. Moreover, Ao Cang was much younger than the Demon King Gu Xu, and his potential in the future was immeasurable. If the Dragon King of Zhenhai was invited, all problems would be solved. Fang Yun had to give this face, whether he wanted to or not!
"not to mention… "
An idea flashed through Ji Zhibai's mind, and he suddenly laughed out loud. He bowed to Fang Yun and said, "Congratulations, Brother Fang, on your triumphant return. It seems that the news of your death is a rumor. I will go to the capital to explain it to my mentor in person. It's great that you are not dead. It's really great."
While Ji Zhibai was speaking, he had secretly sent a letter to Liu Shan, asking Ao Cang, the Dragon King of the Sea, to fly to Ning'an City as quickly as possible.
(To be continued.)