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Wulin Chapter 4.1

Wulin No. 1 Middle School is a boarding school. In order to ensure students get home safely, the school is closed every Saturday morning.

 

So the night before the holidays, the bedroom wouldn’t be quiet.

 

Xue Canming ran into his dorm room while holding a broom in his hand for self-defense, and said excitedly, “Yu Tingfeng and the others were ordered to clean the public space on the first floor of the dormitory.”

 

“Truly the vicious has their own grindstone, though I didn’t expect him to be obedient.” The beggar sect leader said.

 

While brushing his teeth, the owner of Wuji Jianzhuang walked around the dorm room: “If this is told to our colleagues, they probably won’t believe it. The big devil, Yu Tingfeng, who kills without blinking his eyes, was actually punished to clean up?”

 

“What do you call this? A tiger coming down the plain to be bullied by a dog?!” Xue Canming slapped his thigh with joy and sat down on the bed, asked casually, “But who did he kill in the past?”

 

There was a sudden silence in the air.

 

Everyone began to muse, except Song Zhaolan, who was meditating.

 

The leader of the Beggar Sect took the lead, “His parents killed our old leader.”

 

Wuji Jianzhuang said: “His father attacked the manor at night and stole the Zhenpai sword, not to mention injured my father.”

 

The owner of Banshan Pavilion: “His mother stole a few of my capable men!”

 

Zhao Mingdeng: “Amitabha, his parents burned the Buddhist scriptures pavilion in this temple.”

 

Everyone counted them one by one, and found that it was all the fault of his parents.

 

The owner of Wuji Jianzhuang said: “The father’s debt is paid by the son, and I must avenge my father. He grew up in a demonic sect since he was a child, and I am afraid that he has already been stained and corrupted. The demonic sect will be punished by everyone.”

 

Xue Canming reminded him: “But we are not in Jianghu anymore. The people here have this…”

 

Xue Canming made a gesture of a handgun, and everyone went silent.

 

If there’s one thing that scares them most about this place, it’s the —law.

 

Jianghu’s gratitude and grudges come and go. The resentment between each other was countless and muddled. Seeing blood and killing people were nothing to fuss about.

 

But it’s different here!

 

When they first came over, they accidentally watched some cop movies and were scared to death by the handgun.

 

“Leader, if we still have our internal strength, would you say our qinggong fast or their bullet fast?” Xue Canming walked up to Song Zhaolan’s bed and asked.

 

After waiting for a while, no one had responded. Xue Canming shouted again and pulled Song Zhaolan’s arm.

 

With a thud, Song Zhaolan fell on the bed. Zhao Mingdeng asked, “What happened to the leader?”

 

Xue Canming turned back to look at the worried people, and said embarrassingly, “He seems to be asleep.”

 

Everyone: “…”

 

After the lights were turned off, a few people lay on the bed. Xue Canming’s bed was under Song Zhaolan. He stared at the bed for a while, and suddenly asked quietly, “Hey, brothers, do you know who the leader of the alliance used to be?”

 

Neither the Beggar Sect nor the Wuji Jianzhuang knew. The owner of Banshan Pavilion said: “You have to ask the people in Xuanwen House  about this matter. They dealt with the information about Jianghu all day long, they should know some news.”

 

Xue Canming: “Are they right next door?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Then I’ll ask.” Xue Canming lifted the quilt, got up and opened the door, only to bump into the student council patrolling the door.

 

“What are you doing? Go back to bed.”The students point their pen to his forehead.

 

“Okay, okay, go back right away.” Xue Canming closed the door cowardly, “What kind of mysterious organization is the student council?”

 

As soon as the words fell, there was a movement outside. Xue Canming lay behind the door and listened for a while, knowing that it was Yu Tingfeng and others who came back from cleaning.

 

The dorm room of Class F was just across theirs, and the six-person dorm room where Yu Tingfeng was in was diagonally opposite the door.

 

He heard the shorty with a loud voice say angrily, “When I see Song Zhaolan tomorrow, I will definitely kill him with my own hands.”

 

Although Xue Canming was a young disciple of the Qingtong Clan, his admiration for Song Zhaolan was not just talk. Hearing what the other party said, he angrily opened the door and place his hands on his hips: “You—”

 

“You’d better go back to bed!” said the student council at the door.

Xue Canming’s face stiffened: “Big— Big Brother, you haven’t left yet.”

“If you don’t go in, I’ll remember your name,” said the student council.

“Go, I go right now.”

Seeing this, the shorty on the other side immediately laughed.

“Who is laughing loudly?” The student council went over there.

Yu Tingfeng kicked the shorty into the room with one foot. He turned his head and glanced at the opposite side, just in time to see a figure sitting on Song Zhaolan’s bed, with a gleaming light on his face, which startled him.

 

Wanting to see a little more clearly, the door was closed. Xue Canming, who turned around, was also startled, and saw Song Zhaolan sitting on the bed, the phone on the quilt was glowing, making him look terrifying, and he couldn’t help screaming a few times.

 

“Ahhh!”

 

The members of the student council outside the door angrily raised their pen and did not intend to give this dorm room another chance. Next week, you will be there for the reflection podium!

 

“Leader, did we wake you up?” Xue Canming walked to the bed, raised his head cautiously, and looked at Song Zhaolan who woke up at an unknown time.

 

Song Zhaolan made a sudden move, did a few tricks, then shook his head and sighed.

 

“Is he sleepwalking?”The leader of the beggar sect asked.

 

“I don’t know.” Xue Canming gave Song Zhaolan another look in fear, and suddenly his wrist felt heavy, Song Zhaolan had clasped his hand.

 

“Aaah! Aah! Oh, my God!”

 

Several others sat up immediately, and as soon as they lifted the covers, they heard slams on the door, and a warning from the student council: “If you speak loudly again, I’ll have to call the teacher!”

 

“Shh!” These people immediately relaxed their movements and moved forward step by step like a snail.

 

Xue Canming shouted for a few times, and gradually calmed down. He found that it didn’t seem to hurt: “Leader, what are you doing?”

 

Song Zhaolan looked at his hand through the dim light: “I was fighting Yu Tingfeng at that time, and he broke free my Yufeng palm. No one has ever been able to escape my move.”

 

“Hmm, then what?”

 

“I just dreamed about how he broke free.” Song Zhaolan clenched his palms, turned over and was about to get out of bed, “I’ll go find him and compete again.”

 

“Don’t, don’t!” Xue Canming quickly stopped him, “It’s late at night, not suitable for competition, and there are students from the student council squatting outside.”

 

When the words fell, a voice sounded outside the door: “Yes.”

 

Xue Canming: “…” Brother, you are really squatting at our door?!

 

Zhao Mingdeng also persuaded: “Brother Song, this is not the time for the competition. You might as well wait until tomorrow to talk about it. Besides, you just had a dream. What if his moves are different from what you dream?”

 

Song Zhaolan was thoughtful, and then showed a positive expression: “I have already thought of how to defeat him, and I will definitely succeed this time.”

 

Saying that, he ignored everyone’s push and stepped on the railing, and he didn’t know who pushed him inadvertently in a panic. He stepped on the air and fell to the ground.

 

Dong——

 

“Leader, are you alright?” Xue Canming was shocked and crouched down in the dark to feel around.

 

Zhao Mingdeng wanted to turn on the light, and the student council outside the door started to shout again.

 

Song Zhaolan stood up casually, patted the dust, and asked, “What did you just say?”

 

Xue Canming repeated: “Leader, are you all right?”

 

Song Zhaolan: “No, last sentence.”

 

Zhao Mingdeng: “This is not the time for a competition.”

 

Song Zhaolan nodded: “You’re right, I’ll try again tomorrow.”

 

Several People: “… … ”

 

You hurt yourself, didn’t you?

 

Xue Canming said with concern: “Did your back hurt, Leader?”

 

“Not at all.”

 

Xue Canming: “… … ”

 

So patting your back was just a bluff?

 

The student council member who was squatting outside had confirmed that everyone in the dorm room was talking. He stood up against the wall and kneaded his legs. Just after he walked a few steps, he heard a burst of screams and shouts from the dorm room opposite the door.

 

Student council: “… … ”

 

I’m tired. I quit.

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Wu Lin No. 1 Middle School

Wu Lin No. 1 Middle School

Status: Completed Type: Author: Released: 2021 Native Language: Chinese
The leader of the alliance, Song Zhaolan brought a group of martial artists to besiege the demonic sect. Suddenly the whole alliance and the demonic sect had crossed over to be the students of Class A and Class F. So this group of people climbed the wall and went to the Internet cafe, stayed up late to read novels, and participated in the sports meeting with 18 kinds of martial arts… The students at Wulin No. 1 Middle school were going crazy. Every day, they trembled under the authority of these two big bosses. They were caught in the middle of these two classes that were sanctioned with iron fists. There were no longer mandarin ducks in the grove, only the two bosses shouting at each other. Finally one day, Song Zhaolan received the demon's "letter of surrender": "Who says that good and evil do not mix? I insist to only be in your heart!" Class A student: The leader of the alliance is mighty, he actually captured the right palm of the devil with one hand! Class F student: The leader has a good heart, he actually used his mouth to save this scumbag! BCDE student: Are you blind or mentally disabled? ? ? The martial arts master who only wants to cook Shou X  The master who only wants to learn Gong

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