This slap made even the fame confused. He subconsciously wanted to get angry, but when he saw Yao Wuhen's eyes, he held back his words.

Does Yao Wuhen care about his life and death?

I don't care. What Yao Wuhen cares about is the trust he insists on. What he wants to be a trustworthy person, that's all, although this trustworthiness is ridiculous.

“Where are we going?”

Even Fungal and Famous asked subconsciously.

At this time, the streets of Jizhou City should be filled with people from the Jiedushi Zeng Ling, and even believe in fame. Those subordinates who originally vowed to be loyal to him should have turned against the Jiedushi, and they would not say that these people were involved in the investigation on the street.

"Confucius Temple."

Yao Wuhen looked at Lian Rongming and added: "Don't talk too much, do whatever you ask you to do, otherwise don't blame me if you die."

“Yes, yes, yes…”

Even after responding to his fame and fortune, he immediately followed Yao Wuhen's footsteps.

There may be a Confucius Temple in every city in Dachu. The Master I worshipped was the Master from the Zhou Dynasty, whose surname was Ji and whose name was Ping.

Master Ji was born in the royal family. At that time, Emperor Zhou was his brother, but Master was not willing to enjoy this natural nobleness. He left the capital at the age of fourteen and began to study in various countries. He went all the way and studied all the way, and later taught all the way.

When the Master was in his forties, he had already walked tens of thousands of miles. No one could tell how far he had gone, but everyone knew that the Master had been to countless places, and the people from all over the world received the favors of the Master.

The Emperor of Zhou ordered the princes and the states, but not all the princes were convinced by the Emperor of Zhou, but everyone was convinced by the Master.

So when Emperor Zhou died of illness later, the Master rushed back to the capital to assist the new emperor. The various rebels who had already reached the capital learned that the Master had returned, they immediately retreated and returned. Tens of thousands of rebels surrounded the capital. The Master returned alone, and all the 100,000 soldiers returned.

From then on, the Master handled the government affairs as a state supervisor, and the Great Zhou reached an unprecedented height five years later.

Zhou was not destroyed by Chu, but the Imperial Cavalry of the Meng Empire. Although Chu replaced it, the Emperor of Chu never dared to say that he destroyed Zhou and inherited Zhou. In order to show respect for Zhou, the Emperor of Chu ordered the revision of Zhou's book and to worship the Master himself.

Since then, Confucius Temples were built in various parts of Da Chu. At the beginning, Chu revived the Central Plains, and Confucius Temples in various parts were also incense.

However, to this day, most Confucius Temples in various places have been deserted and the people are not full, so there is no spare money to add incense to Confucius Temple.

Later, let alone adding incense, all the things offered in Confucius Temple were eaten up, and then all the altars and other things were moved. Later, even the bricks, stones, tiles and wood were removed back to their homes.

Some people say that this is not good, so the person who moves things will reply... Will the Master blame such a good person?

At this moment, even Fate and Fame fell to the mottled statue of Master Ji kowtowed seriously, as if he was very pious.

"I beg my master to bless me to survive this disaster. If I can survive, I will come to my master to fulfill my wish in the future and shape my golden body for me."

He kowtowed one after another, and Yao Wuhen looked ridiculous.

"Look at the old master in front of you."

Yao Wuhen reached out and clenched the Master's mud statue, and the soil fell down piece by piece, looking like he had been shot hundreds of arrows.

Yao Wuhen squatted in front of Lian Gongming who was kowtowing, and said with a smile: "You beg your master, you owe you money. Why should you care about you if you don't owe you money? If you beg me, beg me better."

He even roared with fame and fortune: "Why don't you have any awe!"

Yao Wuhen stood up and kicked the Master's clay statue down. He pointed to the half-clay statue that fell to the ground and said, "Do you have awe? If you have it,

, the Master's image would not be like this."

He stepped on the face of Master Zi's statue and said, "Look at his face, he looks even more ugly than those refugees outside the city who have not eaten for several days. Do you think he is shameless, or are you shameless in the officials of Da Churu?"

Even fame and fortune glared at Yao Wuhen.

Yao Wuhen was too lazy to say anything more. He pulled out a large package from the hole behind the mud statue, made the dust on the package, unpacked the package and took out the weapons one by one from it.

"When I was a child, I also gave my Master a incense. At that time, my parents said to be bye to Master. I hope Master will bless me and hope that I will be a scholar like Master."

Yao Wuhen looked at the Master Ni statue and smiled, "He didn't agree."

He looked at Lian Gongming and said, "At least I have given you an incense stick to Master. Have you ever given me an incense, who promotes Master's virtue and governs the world?"

At this moment, there were a burst of footsteps outside. There were many people coming outside the Confucius Temple. The footsteps stopped for a while, which was enough to indicate the number of people.

Even though his face changed drastically, he was still kneeling there and grabbed Yao Wuhen's ankle and begged: "Take me away quickly."

"Where can you go?"

Yao Wuhen smiled, picked up a bow and pulled it to try the strength, and then placed the quiver at his feet.

"There are people in Jizhou who want to kill you, and you can't go anywhere."

Lian Gongming suddenly raised his head when he heard this, glared at Yao Wuhen and said, "You know they will chase me or bring me here. You deliberately wanted them to find it!"

Yao Wuhen said: "You guessed it right. I deliberately left a clue, and they were not that stupid and couldn't find it."

He kicked Lian Gongqian away: "Go and hide behind. If you die a little later, you will definitely die soon after coming out... I took your money and said I would help you kill people. If you kill four formation gates, you must kill four formation gates. It will be very troublesome for me to find them one by one. It would be better to wait for them to come by themselves."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flashed outside and someone rushed in directly.

The feather arrow in Yao Wuhen's hand flew out with a whistle. The person who had just rushed into the door was shot into his throat and fell backwards. The person who was shot in the arrow fell down there and twitched a few times and stopped moving. Even the gods could not save such injuries.

"Don't come to die one by one. Have the three formation gates of the Qingyi array arrived?"

Yao Wuhen shouted outside the door: "Don't delay, let's come in together."

After a moment of silence outside, the footsteps suddenly became noisy, and the crowd began to rush into the Confucius Temple.

Yao Wuhen shot out one arrow and one arrow. The quiver can be filled with thirty white feathers. He did not miss a single arrow. He fired thirty arrows in a row, and thirty people were sent into the cycle of reincarnation.

"Isn't you really sorry for the lives of the young?"

Yao Wuhen said loudly: "Don't you take your brother's lives seriously?"

There was another silence outside.

After a long time, three green-soldiers walked in slowly. The leader looked thirty or forty years old, with a little uneven face, followed him with two green-soldiers, one looked about fifty years old, and the other looked around forty years old.

"Look."

Yao Wuhen laughed when he saw these three people coming in, and tears seemed to be coming out. He turned around and looked at Lian Fuqiu who was hiding behind half of the mud statue and said, "Did you recognize it? You didn't even think of it yourself."

He laughed and said, "The three secret forces in Jizhou City, the people all know that Fengleimen and Jinyulou are even the ones who are following you. These two forces obey you and you are proud of it. But you don't know that the heads of Fengleimen and Jinyulou are actually all the array gates arranged by Qingyi."

He asked Lian's fame: "At this time

At this moment, is there a feeling of being fooled by someone?"

Even his fame and fortune have become ashamed.

Yao Wuhen looked at the Qingshan Guest in the middle and said, "Ling Fang, a military general in the army. It is rumored that you have a set of stick techniques that can fight and kill among the troops. Everyone said that, but I don't believe it, do you know why? Because you have never been to the battlefield at all, where did the troops come from? "

He looked at the one on the left again and said, "The leader of the Fenglei Sect, Xiao Duo, your ancestor Xiao Fenglei has made a famous set of Fenglei sword techniques in the northern rivers and lakes. I wonder how strong you are now."

Yao Wuhen pointed to the formation gate on the right and said, "Liu Wanshan, the second leader of Jinyulou, you are sick for many years. You are the one who is the real master. It is rumored that you have a great sword and palm. You can learn about it today."

After saying these three people, he laughed, not sure what he was proud of, but he just laughed a little proudly.

After laughing enough, Yao Wuhen turned around and pointed at Lian Gongming and said, "But the price of the three of you is the same. This guy gave a price of one thousand taels per person, I will take it."

When he turned around and looked at the three of them, he only had the ruthlessness of killing people in his eyes.

"bring it on!"

Yao Wuhen shouted.

Half of the Master's mud was slumped on the ground, as if he was looking at them with his head tilted. One eye was gone, and the other eye was half gone. I don't know what else could be seen in such mud statues, but I would probably see the word ridiculous.

The Confucius Temple was full of murderous aura, and all three formation gates were identifiable. They didn't go together at first, but later they found out that the madman was really good at fighting and was really fierce.

So the three of them came together.

A moment later, Yao Wuhen spat with blood in his mouth and looked to the left side of his body. There was a knife stuck on his left arm. He guessed that the bones were cut open halfway, but fortunately it was not broken.

Looking to the right, there was a sword inserted on the right shoulder. The sword penetrated through the body, and blood was still dripping along the sword body.

There was also a scar on his chest from left to right, and his clothes were cracked and his flesh was also cracked.

He moved his feet hard and walked behind half of the mud statue, squatting down while holding the mud statue, grinning in pain.

After gasping for a while, he looked at Lian Fungal and reached out with trembling hands: "It's over, give me the remaining money."

Behind him, all three formation gates were dead.

Even Fung Ming looked at the bloody man in front of him and felt that he had hired a devil.

One hour later, Prince Yu's Mansion.

In the courtyard, Prince Wu Yang Jiju sat on the chair and looked at Lian Fungal and Qingqin kneeling in front of him with a gloomy face. He didn't say anything, but just looked at him, even Qingqin was looking at him. At this moment, there was nothing scary about even Qingqin, so there was a little more contempt in his eyes when he looked at Prince Wu.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and suddenly said something with a smile.

"How awesome are you? Isn't it because your surname is Yang?"

Prince Wu's face changed and he stood up and left.

The Jiedushi Zeng Ling waved his hand and his personal soldiers went up, chopping off Lian Fuqi's head with one knife. The head was rumbling and rolling out quite far, just in the direction of Yang Jiju.

I didn't close my eyes and opened my mouth, as if I was still saying that endlessly.

Isn’t your surname Yang?

In a matching room in Prince Yu's mansion, Prince Yu Yang looked at Yao Wuhen, who was unconscious on the bed, and turned around and asked, "Has he killed four formation gates by himself?"

The subordinate replied: "Yes, one person killed four and more than thirty brothers in the blue-clothed array."
Chapter completed!