The man sighed and said:

"Fortunately, things have not made a big deal, and they can still be handled."

"Um."

The goat-bearded scholar nodded. He didn't look at the two minions who were almost beaten to death, but waved the white paper fan in his hand and said loudly to the people in the square:

"Everyone, don't think that the second leader came here today to kill the powerful stick.

This is a lesson!

We are all from Qilu people. We were born here and grew up here. No one knows better than us in the past twenty years of chaos in our hometown. If we weren't really forced to survive, who would have gone up the mountain to do such a desperate business?

But brothers, everyone has suffered from being bullied.

Since you have suffered, how can you be a wicked person and put the suffering you have suffered on the common people?"

The scribe bowed in all directions, and he said:

"Human hearts are full of flesh, and I, Wu Shifeng, believe that you are all good men who stand tall and upright.

But today, I also put the ugly words here, listen to them!

If anyone thinks that I am a non-city village with great rules and is not free, then go to the grain station to get dry food and go down the mountain to get together and leave a friendship in the world.

I will never stop you!

But if you decide to stay and gather together, you must abide by the rules of the village!”

The friendly tone of these three leaders Wu Shifeng suddenly became cold, just like the cold wind blowing through the entire square.

He said:

"If someone dares to do something again, and can't stop doing it and do something that hurts the world, even if God spares you, I will never forgive you if I am a bad village!"

"Brothers, can you hear it clearly?"

Everyone agreed in unison.

Those who had other thoughts in the crowd admired the reputation of the village, and among the newly-upped mountain, they also felt a chill in their necks.

I was thinking about whether to go down the mountain today.

This is a non-city, and the rules are too big!

How can bandits in the world not rob and kill their lives?

It’s okay if you don’t come to the village. You are not allowed to oppress the people, you are not allowed to harm people’s lives at will. You can’t even take a woman up the mountain and have fun!

Such strictness is much worse than being a soldier. What should I do if I stay here and get angry with this bird?

It’s better to leave and find another place to go, and be happy!

Soon, the man holding the whip grabbed the bloody whip and stepped forward and said to the second and third leaders:

"Two leaders, the executions have been completed!"

"Um."

The third leader Wu Shifeng waved his folding fan in his hand and said casually:

"Go and find two thin-skinned coffins and bury them. It's just a brother."

The man holding the whip strode away.

But after a moment he walked back, holding a bloody thing in his hand and handed it to the second in commander Liu Junshan, he said:

"The head of the family found this on that corpse, and it seemed that it was not an ordinary thing."

"Oh, I'll take a look."

The bearded man who was talking to his third brother, regardless of the thing being covered with blood, picked it up and wiped it casually, and found that it was a pretty exquisite little jade lock.

But this rough man couldn't appreciate it, so he had to hand it over to his subordinates and send it to the grain station to confiscate him.

"slow!"

The third leader Wu Shifeng stopped him. He used a handkerchief to twist the jade, put it in front of him and looked carefully. Behind the jade lock, there were two large characters in the official script.

When Wu Shifeng saw those two words, his expression suddenly changed.

"Second brother, follow me!"

The third leader of the bandit called "Ghost Scholar" lifted up his robe and quickly walked into the Juyi Hall.

The bearded man Liu Junshan was stunned for a moment and followed quickly.

Although it is called "Juyi Hall".

But this building is not a shoddy house like other copycats, but a three-story building built in a style with the style of Qilu.

In this small building decorated with a simple study, it is the non-city leader, Qiu Buping, a master of the Tianlist, who is writing ink and writing paintings.

Compared to the world's number one Green Forest hero, this Qiu Buping is more like a middle-aged scholar who is well-educated.

He was thin and tall, wearing a black Confucian shirt, with a scholar's bun, and his gray hair was neatly tidy. He held a wolf's brush in his hand and grabbed the wide sleeves in his right hand with his left hand.

His pen is like a dragon and a snake, and he has a great style when writing.

The bookshelf behind him was filled with classics, history, and literature, and not just artful ornaments.

Judging from the wear and tear of those books, these books are often read.

Qiu Bupingsheng had a square face with a Chinese character with bright eyes, with horoscopes and slim lips. When pursed, he had a lonely temperament.

He was very silent.

He has been silent since the miserable family was ruined.

"Brother!"

Wu Shifeng hurried over, Liu Junshan followed him, and the two walked into the study. Qiu Buping, who was practicing calligraphy, stopped the brush in his hand and placed the wolf-haired pen on the inkstone.

He raised his head and asked his third brother with his eyes, what's the point?

"this!"

Wu Shifeng took a step forward and handed Qiu Buping the blood-stained handkerchief and the jade lock in it. When the latter saw the shape of the jade lock, his lonely eyes changed a few times.

His body, standing behind the desk, appeared in front of his third brother like a ghost flashing, and avoided the jade lock, and turned around.

"Yunshu"

Two words come into view.

There seemed to be a heavy storm in this small study, which forced Wu Shifeng and Liu Junshan to take a few steps back. It was a sharp momentum that was inadvertently leaked when the boss was in a state of excitement.

But it is not true energy.

"My son..."

Qiu Buping's lips trembled, and he held the jade lock in his hand tightly.

Everyone in this world knows that the leader of the village is Qiu Buping.

But few people know that the scholar of Langya of Chu State back then was named Qiu Yunshu.

And this jade lock was something he wore when he was a child. After the youngest son was born, he hung the jade lock on his youngest son.

"try to find!"

He squeezed out a sentence from his teeth and said to his second and third brothers:

"Travel through the entire Qilu, through the entire world, and find him!"

"Brother!"

Liu Junshan was straightforward and whispered:

"That thief of the Southern Dynasty is still peeping..."

"Get the gun!"

Qiu Buping carried his hands on his back, closed his eyes and said softly:

"I'll go and meet Zhao Lian for a while! Two brothers, go find my family.
Chapter completed!