Chapter 1132: Ancient Academy Records, Lots of Fun 19

Jiang Yao lay on the eaves edge looking down, sneakingly preparing to enter the dormitory courtyard, seemingly still searching for a particular room with purpose.

It was clear they had come prepared, with a definite purpose.

They didn't look like thieves.

As Jiang Yao thought that, he saw Jin Chen's group approaching, quickly jumped down again, and ran straight toward the direction they came from.

"How is it, what did you see?" Ye Susu asked.

Jiang Yao: "They came prepared, looking for a room."

Lan Wuyang swung his fist, "Let's beat them up!"

"Just beating them up isn't fun enough, everyone come over!"

Xie Yuancheng was eager to move, waving his hand to signal everyone to gather around.

Near afternoon, ten people formed a circle in the outer corridor, backs outward, discussing how to get rid of this sneaky person.

Soon after, sighs came from the ten backsides.

"Awesome, you really know how to play!" Lan Wuyang exclaimed.

Ting Yang repeatedly praised, "No wonder you're the Young Crown Prince!!"

Si Ning silently retorted, "Why do I also have to pretend to be a ghost?"

The nine people shouted in unison, "Just standing there you look like one!"

Si Ning: "……"

Jin Chen: "Pervert, really too perverted."

"Hey!! I have lots of treasures!" Ye Susu excitedly proposed, "Later we'll all go to my room to get them!"

After the discussion settled, Lan Wuyang and Wan Zhou swaggered into the dormitory courtyard first, preparing to lure him to the woodshed according to the plan.

The remaining eight each went to prepare props.

Inside the dormitory courtyard.

The little thief heard someone entering, quickly jumped onto the eaves, and crouched low to observe.

"Hey, you say our training is so hard, shouldn't we also go relax a bit?"

Wan Zhou waved his arm, asking Lan Wuyang beside him.

"This is simple, tomorrow I, the Young Marquis, will take you down the mountain to have fun!"

Lan Wuyang also waved his hand, looking weary from training, and said, "As for money and wealth, you don't need to worry; I am a marquis appointed by His Majesty, and we even have the Crown Prince here, so gold, silver, and treasures are abundant!"

Just as he finished speaking, the two clearly heard the breathing from the eaves become much heavier.

As expected, he was still interested in money and wealth, making things much easier.

Wan Zhou raised his voice in doubt, "Come on, the old master said we can't bring money and wealth here; where could you possibly put it?"

"You just don't understand, the woodshed in the rear courtyard! It's very secluded! There are a hundred taels of gold!"

Lan Wuyang put his arm around his shoulder, "Want to take a look?"

"Let's go!"

Watching the two leave, the little thief scratched his ear and cheek, thought for a while, then looked down again.

Anyway, no one is coming now; better to wait until night to explore, first steal the gold and then talk!

He immediately convinced himself, quietly followed Lan Wuyang and the others, heading straight to the woodshed.

Who would have thought that halfway there, a big thief suddenly appeared, looking even taller, and grabbed the little thief's collar, pulling him over.

"You idiot! We're here to gather news about the Divine Pavilion! What are you doing following others?"

The little thief, though beaten, dared not speak, touched his head and whispered, "Boss! The person below is the Young Marquis! He's hidden gold here!"

"Anyway, that superior hasn't set a deadline for the mission; we can kill two birds with one stone, boss!"

The big thief didn't believe it, "How could there be gold in such a rundown academy?"

The little thief looked around, with thief-like eyebrows and eyes, said in a breathy voice, "Boss, you forgot? The Crown Prince is also here; maybe the Emperor fears he'd be upset."

"That actually……"

The big thief hissed, also beginning to hesitate, "Gold, ah, how many jobs do those two brothers need to do?"

Seeing the big thief still disagree, the little thief grew anxious, almost grabbing him to shake, "Boss, we haven't even married yet! If we get the gold, we won't have to do that treasonous work..."

"Keep it down!" the big thief slapped over, "Afraid others won't hear?"

"Come on, follow."

The two down in the corridor almost burst out laughing, desperately pinching each other to hold it in, then hurriedly went to the woodshed courtyard.

The woodshed was also a small courtyard, square, formerly used to store training weapons, with high walls where only the top could let in light.

The two thieves couldn't hide in such a high place, so they sneaked in behind, walking while scouting the things inside the courtyard.

Desolate, weeds overgrown, plus a broken well.

The little thief watched wide-eyed as Lan Wuyang and Wan Zhou entered the broken door, waited a while before sneaking over to look, and upon seeing was dumbfounded.

"Boss! Their people are gone!"

The little thief turned around, and saw the sole gate of the courtyard suddenly slam shut with a bang.

Frightened, both were hearts racing, realizing they'd been tricked, they hurriedly ran outward trying to open the door.

"Ow!"

The little thief fell to the ground, his back heavily struck, painful and incredulous, "Boss, why did you hit me?"

"Sick, who hit you? Get up quick, there must be a trick!"

The big thief remained more wary, stepped forward a few paces to help him up, but as soon as he moved, his back was kicked, sending him flying and landing hard.

The two thieves stared at each other, the little thief gulped, rubbed his eyes hard, sweat pouring down, "Boss…… I just saw… saw, suddenly a foot appeared out of thin air! That's the foot that kicked you!"

"Bullshit! Surely someone is using trick… trick trick trick ah ah ah ah ghost!"

Before the big thief could finish his rebuttal, a leg suddenly appeared out of thin air behind the small thief, swaying back and forth as if showing off.

He was so frightened he rolled and crawled away backwards.

The small thief was frightened by the overreaction, trembling as he turned; he saw no ghost as the big thief had said, only an arm waving at him, poised to grab.

"Ahhhh!!"

The small thief couldn't care about the pain anymore, using hands and feet to run to where the big thief was hiding, shouting, "Boss, save me, ahhh!"

At that moment, outside the courtyard.

The on-duty little disciple responsible for cleaning heard the shriek, peered through the door crack, and saw two very suspicious black-clothed people inside performing a ritual dance.

He was startled, his short little hand stroking his chin.

Can't beat them.

Need to go tell the Old Master!

The little disciple dropped the broom and ran outside.

Master's Courtyard.

The Old Master was keeping company with General Song as they drank; he drank so much his brows knotted tight and even two more white hairs grew.

Sigh, just bear with it; after all, this is a general sent by Prince Li.

The Old Master drank anxiously, echoing General Song's lively talk, but no matter what the general said, he refused to reveal which gang these martial disciples belonged to.

"Old Master!!"

The little disciple's childish voice came in first, completely unaware there were others in the room, nervously clinging to the Old Master's leg as he spoke.

"The rear courtyard... the firewood room in the rear courtyard has black-clothed people, and there are two of them!"

"Oh? Black-clothed people?"

The Old Master jumped up in surprise, "Could it be an assassin?"

General Song waved his hand, "With this general here, what does the Old Master have to fear, little one? Come on, let's take this general there!"

The Old Master stroked his grayish beard and left together with General Song.