With a "swish" of the knife, the villager cut off the evil man's head with a sickle. Splashes of blood flew from the stage to the face of the county magistrate's wife. The pig's blood, which was almost the same temperature as human blood, made the county magistrate's wife tremble violently.
She looked at the crazy villagers on the stage with deep fear in her eyes. After realizing her fear, she stood up angrily and shouted:
"You bitch is so bold!"
The county magistrate did not stop his wife's attack. He frowned deeply and looked at the actors on the stage in silence, his eyes dark and unclear.
The county magistrate's wife waved her hand to the officials and ordered: "Arrest these bitches, this is the land of Daqing, you dare to promote Xu Jiajun and these rebels here, you should be punished with death!"
As soon as the county magistrate's wife said this, the whole hall was in an uproar. The people watching the theater seemed to have just recovered from the exciting performance of the villagers raising knives to kill the wealthy family, and suddenly realized that these actors performing on the stage were unusual.
The officials rushed in, and the female shopkeeper was so surprised when she saw the situation developing like this that she couldn't react for a while.
No one knows whether the county magistrate's wife wanted to slander these actors because she was angry, or whether she really discovered something and felt fear in her heart, so she wanted to take all the actors away from the stage.
However, to those who hold the power in their hands, Xu Yue and others are just the lowest actors, and killing or scraping them is just a thought of the county magistrate's wife.
The officials did not dare to disobey the order. Seeing that the magistrate had no intention of objecting, they rushed to the stage to take the person.
Unexpectedly, these actors pulled down the curtain on the stage and trapped all the officials inside.
Then, amidst people's exclamations, these actors jumped off the stage and rushed out of the restaurant like the wind. Before anyone had time to react, they ran away without a trace.
The county magistrate's wife suddenly realized something and shouted in shock to her husband, who had not yet responded:
"Whatever actors and troupes are, they are all fake. They are the Xu Jiajun!"
The female shopkeeper strongly retorted: "How is this possible? How could they be the Xu Jiajun? This is absolutely impossible. They must have been frightened by the poor men before they ran away. How could they be the Xu Jiajun? This is impossible..."
Just as he was muttering, the county magistrate cast his sharp gaze over, "Take her down!"
"You!" The county magistrate quickly pointed to an official, "Go and inform Mr. Qin Qian that you must capture those actors!"
With that said, he strode towards the back of the stage, wanting to confirm his guess again.
There was no one behind the stage, only a few shabby curtains remained.
The female shopkeeper was escorted up by two officers. Looking at the empty stage, she shook her head and said: "No way, they must still be in the backyard. They are not Xu Jiajun at all, they are just theater troupes."
The county magistrate signaled her to lead the way, and the female shopkeeper threw away the two officials and stumbled to the guest room in the backyard. She kicked open the door and felt a chill in her heart when she saw the neatly spread bedding inside.
There was no one in the house, no one, even the luggage was missing!
The female shopkeeper's feet went weak and she fell to the ground in disbelief while holding on to the door frame.
When the county magistrate saw the female shopkeeper react like this, he guessed that she didn't know anything about it, but he would rather kill her by mistake than let go, so he asked the officials to take the female shopkeeper back first.
After such a commotion, all the theatergoers in the restaurant were left behind, but the common people who were watching the theater hiding outside were in a particularly delicate mood.
Xu Jiajun is coming, Xu Jiajun is coming to Yi County!
Does this mean that war is coming soon?
If in the past, when people heard the word war, they would feel disgusted in their hearts.
But the strange thing is that when they learned that the Xu Jiajun and Gongsun's army were about to fight, not only were they not disgusted, but they also had different expectations.
Shanzi mingled in the crowd, watching the officials surround the restaurant and arresting many suspicious people in the crowd. He hurriedly retreated to the alley with the brothers in other corners to avoid being affected.
Now, he finally knew what Xu Yue and others had told him before.
"Brother Shanzi, what are we going to do?" All the brothers from the Huokang Gang looked at Shanzi and asked in a low voice.
Shan Zi waved his hand, signaling everyone not to act rashly, "Fellow Daoist Xu and the others have left safely. There is nothing we can do. Don't do anything now and wait for instructions from above."
The Huokang Gang brothers nodded, saying that they would never mess around.
Shanzi waved his hand and the people dispersed, each going back to their homes.
...
When Mr. Qin Qian learned that the Xu family's army was heading south, and he boldly spread the news about the Xu family's army in the county, and was leading troops throughout the county to hunt down the Xu family's army, Xu Yuewenqing and others had already run out of Yi County and came to the countryside.
The villagers in the village did not know what was happening in the city. They only knew that a troupe had come to the village and would perform for free for the villagers.
As soon as the news spread, the villagers did not believe that such a good thing would happen.
Xu Yue and others didn't care whether they believed it or not, they just set up the stage and when the time came, they performed it directly.
Who wouldn’t want a free show?
The villagers were so happy together that before they knew it, the seats in front of the stage were full of people.
After a performance, many Taoist friends hiding in the village emerged. In the middle of the night, while everyone was asleep, they knocked open the tent where the troupe was resting.
A total of two people came, which was an unexpected surprise for Xu Yue and others.
"Odd, odd changes to even..." the young man named Wang Er said stumblingly.
Wen Qing showed a confused look. This seemed to be a more advanced secret language that was beyond his ability to understand.
On the other hand, Xu Yue and his daughter looked at each other in surprise, and Xu Da replied in surprise: "Look at the symbols in the quadrant! Are you a direct disciple of the Huokang Gang?"
Wang Er nodded excitedly, he didn't expect such a high-level online presence here.
He just had the idea of giving it a try. If no one here could answer it, he would change it to a lower-level secret language: the king of heaven covers the tiger of the earth, and the pagoda suppresses the river demon.
"Who are you?" Wang Er looked at Xu Da tentatively.
Xu Da straightened his back, stood with his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "Xu Qingyang."
Wang Er knelt down with a plop, "Master, please come on. Disciple Wang Er pays homage to Master!"
The young girl who came with Wang Er looked at the scene in front of her blankly, not knowing what happened, but she still knelt down.
Because she is also a disciple of the Huokang Gang, but she is just a newcomer to the gang this year.
In the past, the Huokang Gang never accepted female disciples.
The strange thing is that this year, both men and women accepted it. She didn't believe it at first, but she just wanted to give it a try, and it happened like this.
Although she is only the youngest new disciple in the Huokang Gang now, she also knows what kind of mission she has to shoulder.
Seeing Wang Er, a well-known member of the Huokang Gang, kneeling down, Kingfisher also knelt down.
