After the watchman finished speaking, the Confucian Temple was ablaze with brilliance, with countless colorful clouds in the shape of lotus pedestals flying, turning into a stream of colorful light that enveloped the 200 people below at the same time.
All the students temporarily calmed down their minds and concentrated on accepting the gifts from the literary world.
Lin Su's mind sank between his brows. A literary world suddenly appeared and landed on the tree in his brain. The literary world was divided into nine sides, with red as the base and cyan as the sides. It was majestic and solemn. The sky was suddenly filled with stars. The poems he had written
One by one, the poems fell and were engraved on the literary world. In the blink of an eye, his side of the literary world was filled with colorful rays of light. They were all the poems he had written before, including the one he had just written, "A Hundred Thousand Banners Cut Down Yama."
Another poem appeared, falling on the other side, it was "Butterflies Are Flowers" he wrote.
In the nine-sided literary world, there are poems on two sides, but all seven sides are empty.
The literary world connects the whole body. Wherever it goes, the power is multiplied and enters the brain, which is unprecedentedly sensitive.
The holy light dissipated, and all the students opened their eyes. There were surprises in their eyes. With the holy light filling their bodies and the new literary world, their strength has greatly increased, whether it is knowledge, learning ability, physical fitness and social status...
The light of the Confucian Temple dissipated, and the figure of the watchman slowly blended into the wall behind him and disappeared!
The ceremony is over!
A person appeared in front of Zhang Haoyue, it was Lin Su!
"Everyone, it's time to cash in on your bets!"
All 23 students had pale faces, and the literary world they had just gained was also trembling slightly...
Yesterday, they were afraid that Lin Su would not gamble. Today, they found out who was buried in the big hole dug yesterday!
"Come on, don't be in a hurry! Come with everything!" Lin Su said: "Let's cash in on the second bet first!"
The 23 people breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably. Although they knew that L Ben was still a noose, he said there was no rush, and a light of hope rose in everyone's hearts...
Ben, that's terrible. That's really not what a literary talent should do.
"Zhang Haoyue, you come first, I'll ask you a question!" Lin Su pointed her hand directly at Zhang Haoyue.
Zhang Haoyue's face turned green and white, and finally stood up: "Is it okay to admit defeat? Just ask!"
Although he spoke confidently, his confidence was ultimately insufficient and his voice was very low.
Lin Su frowned: "The voice is a bit low, and people outside can't hear it clearly. Which expert is willing to take action and let the whole city witness today's literary story?"
"I'll do it!" someone outside laughed.
As soon as the voice fell, a large golden character suddenly flew to the field. Lin Su looked up and saw Qiu Mochi! The character he wrote was: Expand!
Qiu Mochi already has the status of a Juren and possesses Wenshan. With just one word, the mystery will appear.
"That's great, thank you!" Lin Su said: "The question I want to ask Zhang Haoyue is: What kind of evil things did your father, Mr. Zhang Wenyuan, the Minister of War, do?"
Although it was just an ordinary sound, it spread throughout the city!
The listeners were all shocked. The first question they asked was to ask their father what kind of evil things he had done. This question was quite rude, quite pointed, and quite... reckless!
"Nonsense! My father behaves righteously, sits upright, and talks to others about everything. How has this old man ever done anything harmful to nature?"
The sound was also amplified through the golden letters above and could be heard throughout the city.
Lin Su said coldly: "You are seeking death!"
As soon as the voice fell, the page of the bet in his palm suddenly glowed with golden light and soared into the sky, instantly connecting the Confucian Temple to the twenty-four people with bets in the venue, including Lin Su himself and Zhang Haoyue.
A holy light flew out from the Confucian Temple and struck Zhang Haoyue between the eyebrows. With a bang, the literary world exploded!
Zhang Haoyue screamed and fainted on the spot.
Everyone stepped back at the same time, their faces pale.
Lin Sudao: "It is clearly written in the bet that you must tell the truth. If you try to lie to others, how can the Holy Will forgive him?"
The whole audience was silent.
Ding Hai stared at Lin Su, as if he didn't recognize him until now.
Zhang Yiyu frowned slightly, seeming to have a different understanding...
Lin Su turned to Zhao Ji: "Zhao Ji, it's your turn!"
Zhao Ji's always calm and calm expression completely changed...
"Your literary talent is really good. Ten years of hard study is not easy. I don't want to cut off your future, so I will give you a chance to escape unscathed. Do you want to?"
Zhao Ji seemed to be saved from a desperate situation: "Brother Lin, please give me some advice!"
"Tell me one of the Zhang family's crimes, and I'll save you one lap. If you name three, you don't have to run. If you name four, you just have to shout nine times on the spot. I'm a waste. If you name five, shout eight times, and say ten.
Santiao, you escape unscathed!"
Zhao Ji was trembling all over.
He has been in contact with the Zhang family since he was a child. How much does he know about the evil things done by the Zhang family? He only needs to expose thirteen points, and he can escape completely and withdraw from this nightmare that he cannot bear to look back on for the rest of his life?
This is an opportunity, but...if he does this, he will completely offend the Zhang family...
On one side is the Zhang family, on the other side is myself!
This multiple choice question has a standard answer here...
"Okay! I said..." Zhao Jidao said: "Three years ago, around May, the old man of the Zhang family robbed Liu Xing'er of Xiliu Village. The Liu family did not agree, so the old man of the Zhang family let his slaves kill the three members of the Liu family..."
Everyone was shocked.
Peripheral Zhang Yiyu's eyes flashed with wonder again. Her brain finally caught up with the rhythm. She finally understood what Lin Su's real intention was. He was eradicating violence and bringing peace to good people!
"Okay, number one!"
Zhao Ji wiped his sweat and felt calm. No matter what, he will be offended even if he is one or ten. Anyway, my old man is more senior than Zhang Wenyuan. Are you afraid that he is a bird?
"It was also three years ago, in June, that the housekeeper of the Zhang family forced Sun Kee Restaurant to close down and killed Sun Kee's shopkeeper at Yuxi Street Night Market..."
"..."
One by one, in the blink of an eye, thirteen crimes were listed.
"Congratulations, Brother Zhao, you can go!"
Zhao Ji was like a bereaved dog, hiding his face into the crowd and disappearing! When he stepped out of the crowd, he still felt the strangeness of the literary world. His literary world was cast a shadow.
Although he escaped unscathed, this humiliation eventually left the literary world covered in dust. However, this is much better than Zhang Haoyue, because there is still hope for his literary world to be restored. There are elixirs in the monastic sects and the holy land of the demon clan, which can cure this kind of miracle.
Injuries, of course, can be repaired by oneself if one can make achievements in the arts.
His escape was a huge shock to the other 21 people.
"Brother Lin, let me speak!" A man named Sun Xian took the initiative to stand up.
This is a man who understands. Although the Zhang family has many sins, not everyone knows it. If the person in front of him tells everything he knows, wouldn't he die unjustly? He must tell it first!
He stood up and spoke very quickly, and in the blink of an eye there were thirteen more.
As soon as he left, the people behind realized the crisis and started grabbing!
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Their conversation, under the amplification effect, covered tens of thousands of people in the periphery!
Tens of thousands of people were stunned. How could such a strange thing happen? The children of the aristocratic families who were friendly with the Zhang family all rebelled and fought desperately to expose the Zhang family's serious crimes.
In the blink of an eye, the Zhang family has been saddled with more than thirty murder cases...
The number is still increasing!
The butler of the Zhang family had already turned pale, and when everyone discovered him, he had already fled back to the Zhang Mansion.
The old man of the Zhang family had already put on his wedding clothes and was looking forward to the news with joy. Like everyone else in the city, they were sitting at home and could only see the gold list but not the scene. He had no idea that things had already happened.
It became different from what he thought.
The housekeeper ran in crawling on the ground, and as soon as he came in, he shouted: Old Master, something bad has happened...
What? The old man stood up suddenly, his face darkened. What nonsense are you talking about on this big day?
The housekeeper said: "Ninth Young Master's literary world was broken, and he fell down in the Confucian Temple and did not know whether he was alive or dead..."
What? The old man stretched out his hand and grabbed the butler's right arm. His right arm was broken off! The old man was a master of literary arts and was a third-rank official at that time. Although he was old and had indulged in sensuality for many years, his literary mind was dusted, but his literary cultivation is not trivial after all!
When the housekeeper explained the situation, the old man was shocked all over!
Lin Su, who topped the list, was actually the target of their bet. 23 people collectively lost the bet, and the whole people counted the Zhang family's crimes...
You, a scoundrel of the Lin family and an ignorant child, dare to fight against the Zhang family?
"Come here, kill him! Immediately..." the old man ordered. Countless servants followed the order and were filled with murderous intent, but the butler opened his left arm to block it.
Old Master, he...he is in the Confucian Temple at the moment!
Confucian Temple!
The old man's white beard is trembling, killing is prohibited in the Confucian Temple! Anyone in the world who dares to kill someone in the Confucian Temple will be punished!
Including top scholars, peerless demons! Even...including today's emperor!
As soon as he was delayed, Lin Su made rapid progress. He was already the eleventh person, and the Zhang family had already suffered the lives of a hundred people!
A depressing energy spreads throughout the city!
Zhang family, so hateful?
Truly unscrupulous and lawless!
A woman looked up to the sky and shouted: "You deserve to be such a bully!"
Her roar started the whole city's anger...
"Cut this old thief in pieces with a thousand swords!"