Chapter 165: Attack on Little Sage Village (4)

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Little Sage Village.

Wan Zhang study.

Wan Zhang was still copying books in the study. Suddenly he heard an explosion from outside and stood up suddenly.

If he heard correctly, the direction of the explosion was from the direction of the library.

After studying in Xiaoshengxian Manor all his life, the place he is most familiar with is the library.

He can probably remember the location of every book in the library.

Because this place is so important to Confucianism.

Mencius said: A gentleman has three kinds of happiness, but the ruler of the world does not share them.

Parents exist together, brothers have no reason, and they are happy;

To look up to the sky and not be ashamed of it, to bow down not to be ashamed of others, these are the two joys;

Obtaining the world's talents and educating them are the three pleasures.

He has a harmonious family, an open mind, and teaches and educates people.

For Confucians, teaching and educating people is the most important thing.

The Library Pavilion is where Confucians store classic books, not to mention there are many unique copies and autographs of sages!

In just an instant, Wan Zhang turned into an afterimage and disappeared. Only the door that opened and closed almost in an instant proved how he left.

People can't help but wonder, is this still the old man who usually looks old and exhausted, as if a strong wind can blow him down?



At the same time, outside a remote house in the Little Sage Village, Xunzi was concentrating on the flowers and plants planted outside the yard.

The violent explosions and fire in the distance illuminated half of the sky that was almost completely dark.

The moment he glanced back, Xunzi was so angry that his face turned livid.

Then he also used his body skills and quickly disappeared.

This was a conspiracy and they had to go.



Fu Nian's bedroom.

Fu Nian's bedroom is quite simple and elegant, and the most eye-catching thing is the ancient sword placed on the shelf in the middle.

Tai'a is the third best person in the world.

But Fu Nian was not in the room at this moment, but outside the room, playing chess with his two junior brothers in a pavilion not far from the room.

It’s called playing chess, but the more important thing is to communicate while playing chess.

When there are important events, we will communicate about the world's major events. When there are no important events, we will talk about scriptures and Dharma together.

He was dressed in a dark green Confucian uniform with a jade pendant at his waist. He sat upright and upright, his sleeves fluttering slightly in the evening breeze. His whole person was both chic and unrestrained, but also had an inexplicable sense of calm and peace of mind.

In front of him, there were two chessboards that were put together perfectly. The chess positions on the chessboards were different, but according to the layout of the black stones, it was not difficult to see the confident demeanor of the person who made the move, and the brilliant momentum of the chess position.

The chessboard on the right has just started, with few stones left.

It was a game of chess between Fu Nian and Yan Lu. Because he had just finished class and came in relatively late, the game had not started long ago.

"Senior brother." Zhang Liang picked up a white coin, cupped his hand at Fu Nianyi and said with a smile, "Be careful."

He is dressed in a sky-blue Confucian uniform, and is extremely chic. He has a handsome face, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. His appearance alone has attracted the admiration of many women.

The most important thing is that it is chic and elegant.

"Junior brother, just come here." Although Fu Nian's heart was ringing with alarm, his face remained calm and calm as before. He raised his hand to Zhang Liangyi and made a "please" gesture, and said with a slight smile.

How can we lose to others first in terms of momentum?

Zhang Liang raised his hand and dropped one, then picked up a few black ones that had been surrounded.

The corner of Fu Nian's mouth curled up, and when he reached out, he also used his inner strength to capture a sunspot, preparing to drop it.

Yan Lu looked at the chess game between Zhang Liang and Fu Nian, and stretched out his hand to smooth his sleeves, thoughtfully.

Suddenly, an explosion brought the three of them out of their thoughts.

"No, that's the direction of the library!" Fu Nian stood up and looked at the raging fire where the explosion came from in the distance.

There was a faint anger rising in his eyes, but it was quickly suppressed.

Although his character is good, it doesn't mean he won't be angry.

The library of Xiaoshengxian Village is one of the most important libraries of contemporary Confucianism. Once it is burned down, it will be a disaster for a force like Xiaoshengxian Village that mainly focuses on teaching and educating people. Therefore, no books are allowed to appear near the library. Fire ignition and other hidden dangers.

How could it catch fire?

And the explosion was obviously not an accident but man-made!

Who is still in a good mood after being plotted against?

What Confucianism in this period emphasized was not repaying evil with kindness, but "repaying evil with kindness, how to repay kindness?"

"Brother, be careful." Zhang Liang looked at Fu Nian who was getting up, and also stood up to advise.

With his strategy, he would naturally not fail to see the strangeness of this matter.

"Of course, junior brother, let's go down and arrange the disciples first. I'm afraid there will be no way to be kind when an evil guest comes to our door." Fu Nian had calmed down at this moment and said to Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang's martial arts skills were slightly inferior, so it was just right to let him coordinate the disciples. As for the fight, he, Yan Lu, the master, and two uncles were there.

He wanted to see who was so blind!

"Yes, it all depends on senior brother's orders." Zhang Liang said to Fu Nianyi, then turned around and left, preparing to arrange everything.

Yan Lu and Fu Nian looked at each other, and then Yan Lu set off directly, using his body skills to run towards the fire.

His "Han Guang" happened to be with him.

Anyway, it doesn’t take up much space and doesn’t weigh too much, so there’s nothing inconvenient about it.

Fu Nian turned around and went back to the room at an extremely fast speed, took the "Tai'a" sword and chased in the direction of Yan Lu.



In a guest room at Xiaoshengxian Villa.

Wei Zhuang opened the door slowly and walked out.

He held the shark-tooth sword scabbard that had not been unsheathed in one hand. He wore a gold-plated black robe and carried it with him all year round. His white hair fluttered slightly in the evening breeze.

Isn't it hot?

It's not hot, his blood is cold, how can it be hot?

He turned his head to look at the fire in the distance, with a sarcastic arc on his lips.

Compared with the Confucian people who were concerned and confused, or who saw the other party's plot, but had to follow the other party's ideas because of this vicious conspiracy, as a bystander, he could see everything more clearly.

Luo Wang and the Yin Yang family made a fool of themselves.

This was not the work of his senior brother, so there is a high probability that his senior brother did not get involved with Luo Wang and the people of the Yin and Yang family.

But this doesn't mean that he won't face that person. On the contrary, the battle with Genie that he has been looking forward to is about to begin.

Because no matter whether Gai Nie was watching the Yin Yang family and Luo Wang from behind or not, he would notice such a big movement.

The big female fingers holding the scabbard of the "Shark Tooth Sword" slightly pushed the hilt of the sword a few minutes away from the scabbard, but even within this short distance, the slightly flickering cold light was so frightening.

"This is all thanks to this strange man Wei Yan." Wei Zhuang looked into the distance, as if there was an old friend looking at him somewhere beyond his sight.

“Let you take a good look at my new understanding.

Senior brother..."