I have a room in Huangquan

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Seeing his new body, Jiezhi let out a burst of laughter: "Hahaha, the rumors are indeed true, and I have spent all my efforts to steal the opportunity that should belong to the Mohist family."

It turned out that Zhang Gu's original idea was to include Ding Xiaoyi as a Mohist disciple.

After all, the rules of the Mohists have always been that two tigers compete for supremacy, the winner is the king, and only one can get the true inheritance.

But the moment he wrote the pen, his mind turned hot, and he felt that the image of a thief was more suitable for that female thief and Ding Xiaoyi.

It was only then that the writing by accident changed the story of the two into robbers.

The reason for this is precisely because Jie Zhi met the Mohist giant by chance a few months ago, and during the conversation between the two, Jie Zhi took a risk and quietly stole a portion of the Mohist giant's luck.

Thinking back afterwards, every time I think about it, I feel a little bit of fear. If I was a little careless at that time, and was noticed by the giant of the Mohist family, I might die without a place to bury myself.

Fortunately, at that time, the giant of the Mo family seemed to be involved in something, and he didn't pay attention for a while, so his plot succeeded.

At this moment, it seems that this insurance is really blood money.

He had a strong premonition that this luck was just beginning, and that it would get bigger and bigger in the future.

It is even possible to help him rebuild the scene as it was at the peak of Pirates.

Stealing the head of the king of Chu at night, the dream of all nations is hard to sleep

Thinking of the once glorious scene, Jie Zhi's eyes shone brightly.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand to grab it, grabbed a suit of clothes that fit him from the air, and put them on, and then his figure flashed and disappeared into the mangrove forest.

Chapter 7 Ten: Prosperity, People Suffer

Outside the small inn, it is still overcrowded at this moment, and there is not even a place to stay.

But there are still people outside who keep rushing here.

Not only because of Ding Xiaoyi, but also because of the four people standing outside the inn door.

Mr. Zhang Fan of Confucianism, Can Wu Taoist of Taoism, Mr. Zhai Da of Mohism and Mr. Lin Jue of Miscellaneous School.

Of the seven major mainstreams in the world, four came at once.

Except for the famous family, the strategist, and the Yin-Yang family who have not yet arrived, the gathering of the four masters in front of me is already a rare grand sight.

Among them, Daoist Canwu and Mr. Lin Jue are rare hidden currents who have spoken out, and they have become rare in recent years.

Now that everyone saw the two of them, let alone how excited they were.

And Mr. Zhang Fan is a great Confucian Confucian, who has been the chairperson in Jixia Academy all year round. Among the Confucian disciples present, one-third of them have rushed to Jixia Academy to listen to his lectures.

As for Mr. Zhai Da, it is even more extraordinary, just relying on the golden signboard of the four characters of the successor of the Mohist school, any country can be a general or a prime minister.

In other words, although Mr. Zhai Da has no identity, all countries have said that even if Mr. Zhai Da is just passing by, they only need to set foot on the land of their country.

Any official who sees it will be treated as a prime minister and enjoy the treatment of the highest official.

This honor is probably a treatment that no giant in the world has ever had.

The four of them gathered outside the inn, and the news that they were going to meet Ding Xiaoyi caused shocks in the surrounding countries. After hearing the news, Wu Mathematicians dropped what they were doing and rushed here.

At this time, in the crowd, only one person wearing straw sandals stepped out and stood quietly behind the four of them.

Someone frowned upon seeing this, and looked away intently, only to see that this person was wearing rough linen clothes and was carrying a small wooden box in his hand.

The appearance is not good, and standing behind the four famous masters is even more out of place.

"Where did this villager come to watch the fun?"

Seeing this, someone stepped forward and was about to scold him for being rude.

Unexpectedly, before he opened his mouth, Mr. Zhang Fan looked back, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Mr. Zhang Gu, I am here to continue writing a new chapter today, so I have to prepare enough pen and ink."

As soon as these words came out, the person who was about to yell at him just now shut his mouth.

Everyone was startled, and whispered: "Jia Zhanggu!!!"

Maybe a few days ago, Zhang Gu's name was only limited to the state of Chu, so a small group of people knew it, but now everyone in the world does not know Zhang Gu's name.

The two articles are as exciting as a live broadcast. They are both realistic and artistically processed, making people want to stop watching.

Even now that the incident is so big, it can be said that it is all Zhang Gu's masterpiece.

Even Zhang Fan, a great Confucian, has to address him as Mr., which shows how amazing his influence is.

"Sure enough, I knew it. When I saw Mr. Zhang Gu's new work yesterday, I guessed that Mr. Zhang Gu must be here."

Some people are ecstatic, and they can already predict that after today, Mr. Zhang Gu's new work will definitely arouse the praise of scholars all over the world again.

"Hahaha, I can already imagine that at the beginning of today's new work, the thief Ding Xiaoyi must be defeated and flee."

Someone laughed out loud, as if they had already seen Ding Xiaoyi's ugly appearance under the majesty of the four gentlemen.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone laughed and looked forward to Mr. Zhang Gu's new work even more.

Zhang Gu patted the small wooden box on his waist, but he didn't give up when facing Zhang Fan, a great scholar like Zhang Fan: "The brush and ink are enough."

In fact, Zhang Gu is not in a good mood at this time. As a writer, he knows that the longer the protagonist in his writing lives, the longer the book can be written.

What kind of protagonist is the protagonist who dies at the beginning.

I thought that Ding Xiaoyi would be able to make more noise and provide himself with more material.

But right now, with the gathering of the four major celebrities, even if Ding Xiaoyi can't be killed today, he will definitely be ruined.

How will I write my own book then?

Thinking of this, Zhang Gu's mood was not to mention how bad it was, he had finally published a book that was very popular, and now it was all messed up.

So naturally, Zhang Fan and the others couldn't give a good look.

"Haha, I'm looking forward to it!" Zhang Fan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, as if he knew the way, so he didn't take Zhang Gu's rudeness to heart.

After all, cutting off one's wealth is equivalent to killing one's parents. It is already very polite for someone to talk to him calmly at this time.

"Don't waste time, let's go in together."

It was Taoist Can Wu who spoke, with a calm face, holding a golden scroll in his hand, and invited everyone into the inn as he spoke.

After the five people came in, the people who followed also flocked in.

The rest of the tables in the inn lobby were emptied early.

There is only one table and a few benches left.

The boss just dared to be angry and dare not speak out. Who would let people have more families? Fortunately, after today, the inn planned to sell it out. He thought that as long as the house was not demolished, he could do whatever he wanted.

But even so, there are not many places where people can stand in the lobby.

People with no fame or family background stood outside the door consciously and obediently.

Among the crowd, only one person was seen strolling over, striding into the inn, everyone gave a thumbs up silently when they saw it.

"Who is he?" Seeing this, the unknown person asked in a low voice towards his companion.

"You don't even know him?? Father Zhou Qi, who speaks big and speaks big." The companion said with an exaggerated expression.

"Oh, he is Zhou Qifu!! He really is a dragon and a phoenix among men!"

Amidst the people's discussion and praise, Zhou Qifu's face was calm, and under his white clothes, his aura was obviously much stronger than yesterday.

Just waiting for the four gentlemen to enter the door, the two boys who followed Zhang Fan took a step forward and shouted: "Sir, please, the thief Ding Xiaoyi, please show up."

Don't look at Xiaotong's young age, but his voice is shaking.

Some people with poor strength simply quit the inn directly, even if they wanted to fish in troubled waters.

"It is worthy of being the doorman of the great Confucian Mr. Zhang Fan. He has such strength at a young age."

Everyone outside the door looked at the two boys enviously, envious that they could follow Mr. Zhang Fan all the time and listen to Mr. Zhang's teaching.

Shout out.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't come out as expected.

Seeing this, the two boys looked at each other and took a step forward: "Mr. Zhang Fan, a great Confucian, please. Please show up to the robber Ding Xiaoyi."

The voice was like water, splashing and rippling on the ground, penetrating through the floor between the door and the entire passenger station.

At this time, some people who still boasted that they had some strength couldn't stand anymore, and ran out of the inn one after another covering their ears.

In the blink of an eye, the number of people left in the inn was reduced by half.

Zhang Fan was very satisfied with this, as if he had expected such a result long ago, asking the two boys to invite them was actually meant to clear the scene.

He predicted that Ding Xiaoyi would not come out easily, otherwise he would look down on him even if others would walk downstairs with a shout.

At this time, it seems that everyone has cleaned up.

Zhang Fan nodded slightly at the two boys, indicating that they were serious.

Seeing this, the two boys looked at each other, their legs pricked up, and both of them took a deep breath.

"hiss!!"

After wisps of air visible to the naked eye were sucked into the mouth by the two boys, their chests immediately swelled up.

"Please thief Ding Wu!!" He shouted halfway.

suddenly!Two big round apples pierced through the air and stuffed the mouths of the two boys tightly in the next second.

The sudden firmness caught the two boys by surprise, they didn't shout out, but their choked tears and snot sprayed out.

"Early in the morning, what are you shouting for? Don't you know what it means to disturb the people?"

Ding Xiaoyi and the others stepped down the stairs.

"The thief is rampant!!" Before Zhang Fan and the others could speak, the surrounding onlookers were already furious.

On the side Zhang Gu had already spread out his brush and bamboo slips, and he had already started to write.

"furious???"

Ding Xiaoyi looked up and couldn't help wondering: "Refused to disturb the people and advocated public morality, how did you become rampant in your mouth?"

"quibble!!"

"Shameless!"

Everyone cursed.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't take it seriously, but suddenly stretched out his hand to grab it.

Everyone suddenly felt a chill on their bodies, and looked down again, only to see that their clothes had been stripped off, leaving only a pair of obscene trousers.

"If you don't want to be stripped naked by me and thrown out, just shut up honestly. What kind of three-inch spiritual heart can you write with your bare butts!"

Everyone was startled when they heard the words, and they cursed Ding Xiaoyi for being vicious in their hearts, but they really didn't dare to continue to curse. After all, they walked out on the street with bare buttocks. If this incident was written in Mr. Zhang Gu's book, they would never want to see him again people.

"The method of stealing the house is really miraculous." Taoist Can Wu looked at Ding Xiaoyi with a smile.

Zhang Gu, who was writing a book, paused his pen tip. Although his face was expressionless, there was confusion in his eyes, but the confusion was fleeting, and soon Zhang Gu continued to immerse himself in writing.

I have already made up my mind that no matter what the result is today, I must write a chapter with many climaxes.

"Sure enough, it's someone who steals people's homes. They just steal people's clothes. It's really indecent!"

Mr. Lin Jue nodded. The first thing they came here today was to confirm whether this matter was really the work of a thief.

If it wasn't for Ding Xiaoyi not being a thief, they would naturally rectify his name and end this karma.

But seeing that Ding Xiaoyi made a move, it was the thief's stolen property, which proved the thief's method.

I saw him talking, but there was an extra leaf pinched on his fingertips, and he flicked his fingers, and saw the leaf curl up a strong wind in the air.

After the strong wind swept over, everyone found that there was an extra set of dark green robes on their bodies.

The robe is brand new like emerald green, and it is icy and cool to wear, not to mention how comfortable it is.

Even the green hat on the head is delightful and lively.

"Thank you sir!" Everyone thanked.

Ding Xiaoyi was also speechless when he saw that they were wearing green hats and still looked happy.

Walking down the stairs, sitting at the table, I couldn't help but look at the four people in front of me: "Tell me, what's your business in asking me to go downstairs?"

Chapter 7 Eleven: Death, People Suffering