Type-Moon, the Ultimate Villain Simulator

There was even a look of disgust on his face.

plague?

Zhang Jiao observed the weather nearby.

The Qi-watching technique of the Nanhua Taoist is more inclined towards the Qi-huang technique, and can reveal the pathological conditions nearby.

But in Zhang Jue's opinion, there was no sign of plague nearby.

But the sadness on the faces of the villagers and the disgust on the faces of the officers and soldiers did not seem fake.

Everything looks extremely strange.

Need to ask someone.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jue stopped observing the alley.

He sneaked back to his doorstep.

After checking, I found that no one else was monitoring my home.

Zhang Jiao found a suitable corner and crawled out of the ground.

And his own Aung was also in front of him.

"You kid..."

"Scared me!"

Seeing Zhang Jue was unhappy, A Weng blamed him and asked, "Why did you come back?"

"After returning from my studies, there is nothing left to wait for in the East Capital."

Zhang Jue explained, "Besides, the famine is coming soon, and I have to come back to take charge of some things. This is to apply what I have learned, and also to save others... otherwise there will be too many people."

"Aunt, I haven't asked you yet. When I came back, I saw a bunch of soldiers outside. What happened? Did anyone get infected with the plague?"

"Plague, damn, plague."

Seeing Zhang Jue say this, A Weng habitually retorted, "If it is really a plague, I can't still stand here. I'm afraid your two brothers will be sent out to treat patients now."

"So it can't be the plague. What have you learned?"

At this moment, the way Aweng looked at Zhang Jue was like that of a college student who couldn't even tell the difference between foxtail grass and rice seedlings.

"and many more."

Aong suddenly realized something.

He covered Zhang Jiao's mouth and said, "Don't talk now, let your father speak."

Although Zhang Jue didn't understand whether Aong was ill.

But he nodded obediently.

Aong also hurriedly said: "No matter what you want to do, leave the city immediately. The purpose of the officers and soldiers coming here is not the so-called plague. There is no plague here at all."

"The plague was a lie they told to seal off this place. Don't you know that a few days ago, a fire broke out in Old Zhang's house to the east, and the whole family was trapped inside. The soldiers outside said they were not allowed to leave until the plague was over, and they burned to death."

"The midwife wanted to deliver the baby for Li Erhu's wife, but was stopped."

"The so-called soldiers are not soldiers from the imperial court, but someone's family. According to my father's analysis, they are from the Kong family."

Zhang Jue asked in doubt: "Kong family?"

Aong explained: "After Confucius, the generations were given titles of nobility, and the Kong family was derived from the sage."

"The reason they came here was not because of the plague, but to find the old potato fairy!"

"That's right, it's the old potato fairy!"

"They seem to have discovered the trace of the old immortal Tu Dou. After all, there were too few deaths in the county before, or someone leaked the news, so they want to find the old immortal Nan Hua."

"I have arranged for your two younger brothers to leave home and your uncle's family and stay quietly outside the county. You must remember this."

"Your mother and I are here because we are afraid that someone will get sick and your mother can help. We are also afraid that someone will tip off and try to frame the old immortal Potato."

“Although no one in the county said anything, those little hooligans didn’t tell the truth either.”

"Now that the Kong Mansion can't find anyone, they have kept us imprisoned. Don't let the news leak out, hide quickly."

"Can……"

Zhang Jue wanted to say something else.

But looking at Aung's determined expression, I knew I couldn't say it.

Nanhua Old Immortal, Potato Old Immortal.

The Confucius Mansion came for this purpose.

There must be a purpose.

And there must be a purpose behind choosing to imprison this county.

They seemed to be waiting for something.

Zhang Jue looked at his grandfather worriedly.

Seeing Aung turned around and stretched, he said, "Oh, it's really tiring. I'm old and my health is not good. I just felt a little dizzy."

As if he didn't see me.

Zhang Jue understood what he meant.

He burrowed into the earth and quietly observed his mother's appearance.

But he did not leave the home.

Zhang Jue was confident that he would not be discovered.

After all, if the earth-escaping technique of the immortal Nanhua was discovered by someone less than three hundred miles away from the immortal Nanhua, it can only be said that the other party is definitely at the same level as the immortal Nanhua.

It's not something you can defeat on your own.

Zhang Jue waited patiently and observed the developments.

One day passed, two days passed.

The visitor from the Confucius Mansion seemed to have lost his patience in waiting.

On the third night, torches were lit and everyone was called to the square in the middle of the town.

At this time they were no longer concerned about what they called the plague, because they knew that no one would die, so it was completely safe to gather together.

Of course, this is what happens to the residents and visitors to the Confucius Mansion.

The soldiers still treated the residents as if they were dirt.

It can be seen that they are still very convinced of their master's words and have never had any doubts.

If this were not the case, it would be impossible to deal with residents who were at most thinner due to hunger.

But now this is their most real reaction.

They hate the residents.

This may also be the effect that the Confucius Mansion wants to create, so that even if someone outside finds out what happened.

The soldiers would also tell the outside world that there was a plague, which was the most useful testimony.

Just leave the rest of the matters to the Confucius Mansion.

The Confucius Mansion has the ability to handle all of this.

dong dong!

Drums sound.

The people in the Confucius Mansion are not students of Tianzun. On the contrary, they advocate the path of the Niangniang.

That is to say, it is about etiquette, so every time she goes out, she will dress herself up like a peacock and go out in a gorgeous manner.

In the Eastern Capital, Zhang Jue saw both peacocks and the people of the Kong Mansion who looked like peacocks.

As the rapid drumbeats sounded, a middle-aged man strode up.

He said in a clear voice: "I am Kong Rong from the Kong family. I believe you have heard of my name."

Quiet.

No one responded to Kong Rong.

Neither dares nor knows.

How could the common people in the mountains know Kong Rong's identity?

Zhang Jue knew that.

Reputation is very important in this era.

The most important story about Kong Rong is the story of Kong Rong giving away his pears.

Besides, I cried bitterly because of my father's death.

In this era of selecting filial and honest officials, Kong Rong, in line with his surname, is definitely a representative of nobleness.

Maybe it’s because I feel pretty good when I get along with my classmates.

Therefore, Zhang Jue still had some fantasies about Kong Rong, thinking that he would at least be a gentleman.

But Zhang Jue knew that it was probably impossible.

The true face of this world must be revealed to this world.

Breaking out in a cold sweat, Zhang Jue hid underground without making any sound.

During these three years, my classmates trusted me, perhaps because we were from the same school and there was no competing interest.

And the unity among fellow disciples also has a preference for reputation.

Lu Zhi liked me, probably because he thought he was his teacher, and the family background I fabricated was not that big, so I could manipulate it well and let myself marry a woman in my family.

It is definitely a useful and talented chess piece.

If everyone has two sides, then your own understanding will definitely not be thorough.

Just like Kong Rong in front of us.

The legendary saint.

In reality...

the wicked.

I’m afraid this is also the true face of Kong Rong and others.

It's just that I didn't see it.

"It doesn't matter if no one answers me now."

Kong Rong said, "I won't go into details. In short, you should quickly tell me where this so-called potato fairy came from."

Kong Rong took out a piece of cut potato from the bag and said, "This is it. You must have survived by using it."

"That is, your immortals. Although I don't know whether there are immortals who give you this kind of food, and I don't know why you survive, you just need to tell me."

"Who gave you the food? If it wasn't given to you by someone else, how could you explain it to me?"

Silence, no one answered Kong Rong's question.

Zhang Jue looked at his parents standing in the crowd, pretending to be calm.

The other villagers had no intention of giving anything away either.

Everyone could see that the people from the Kong Mansion came with great force and had absolutely no good intentions.

So they didn't know what it meant to expose the old potato fairy.

But it will probably be difficult to survive famine in the future.

Zhang Jiao was also a kid who had grown up in the neighborhood. Because of the free medical consultations, some hooligans had received help from Zhang Jiao's family.

In times of famine, it helps save people from danger.

If a gentleman can be deceived by tricks.