chewing dragon

Chapter 92 Surprised by Leaking Night

Lu Qiyun almost exhausted his energy for skinning the prince today, and just now he was disturbed by Qi Huchan and cut his fingers. His heart is already extremely annoyed and irritable, and the hostility accumulated in the past is hard to suppress.

He was furious for a moment, and for the first time, he confided his life's ambitions in front of outsiders, but he didn't want to, but he only got an incomprehensible sentence from the little monk, and he immediately held his breath in his chest.

He tried his best to slow down, and finally explained in a bad mood: "When you are alive, you have to eat on a tripod. When you are alive, you have to be enshrined and worshiped. Oh, it means cooking meat with a big tripod. Death Temple food means that after the body dies, the spirit tablet is carried into the family temple, and even shared with the Taimiao, where it can be worshiped by descendants and the royal family for thousands of years!"

"That's all? What kind of ambition is this?"

Unexpectedly, the little monk listened to it, but he didn't think so: "It's not the same for cooking meat? Besides a big tripod, you can also use a pot? Even if you don't have a pot, roasting the meat on the fire is not the same." eat?"

"As for dying... When you die, you will return to the original unconsciousness. You can't drink blood, and you can't bite the flesh. Thinking about it, you feel miserable. What difference does it make where you are thrown?"

Lu Qiyun didn't expect that it would be fine if he didn't explain, but when he explained, the little monk would be so contemptuous and humiliated!

He couldn't help becoming angry from embarrassment, and scolded: "What do you know? Life is a feudal lord, and death is a temple. It is a heroic cause through the ages!"

"Even your creator Luo Zhenren once said that a man standing in the world will either achieve a great achievement or a great failure. If he can't live to bring disaster to the country and the people, and if he can die, he can't be pleased by everyone. How incompetent he is!"

After saying a few words, Lu Qiyun froze suddenly, his face was cloudy and uncertain for a while.

He pondered for a while, before he said resolutely: "What you said is not completely unreasonable. I have come to this world once, and I really don't need to care about the glory after death. As long as I am happy in life, I don't care about the flood after death!"

"Huh? Is that what I mean?"

The little monk's tone was full of confusion: "What the elder brother said today is quite different from the past, but... it seems... It also makes sense? Could it be that I didn't become a fool? Didn't I offend the elder brother?"

When Lu Qiyun heard that he was talking about that useless big brother who didn't know what to say, he became more irritable for no reason, and a thought was growing crazily.

With a flash of light in his eyes, he suddenly picked up the leather case and threw it far away.

The little monk suddenly saw the sun again, and raised his head in surprise: "Brother is not angry with younger brother?"

Lu Qiyun suppressed the impatience and anger in his heart, forced a smile on his face: "How can a brother be angry with a brother? Hu Chan, do you want to grind your teeth and make contributions with your brother?"

The little monk's eyes lit up, and he immediately nodded fiercely, his little face was full of excitement: "Brother asks me to kill, I will kill whoever! Let me suck whose blood, I will suck whose blood!"

"Sure enough, it's an embryo killer!"

The smile on Lu Qiyun's face was immediately sincere: "In the future, when there is no one else, you can talk and move around as you like, but when outsiders are present, you still have to change back to your original shape and stay quietly in the box."

"It's all up to elder brother!" The little monk agreed very simply.

Lu Qiyun nodded in satisfaction, turned around and walked towards the copper basin shelf in the corner of the room, dipped his bleeding right hand into the copper basin, rinsed it, took a handkerchief and wiped it dry, and saw that there were new blood coming out of the several incisions on his hand Popped out, and immediately took out a porcelain bottle from his arms.

He bit open the bottle cap with his teeth, poured all the powder on the knife edge, took another clean veil and tore off a corner, wrapped his right hand layer by layer, and fastened it tightly.

Only then did Lu Qiyun let out a long sigh of relief, raised his arm and wiped the fine sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and glanced back, seeing the little monk standing on the edge of the square table with a blushing expression, hesitant to speak, and immediately smiled kindly: "The knife edge Not too deep, it will be fine in two days."

With that said, he walked to the side of the bed, took off his shoes, sat cross-legged, and started his evening practice.

Qi Huchan obediently didn't bother him, looked around, ran to the candlestick by himself, hopped and swung the candle with his hand knife, and the twisted and jumping shadows were reflected on the wall, like a group of demons dancing wildly.

He felt bored after playing for a while, especially when he almost threw the candlestick down and surprised himself. Seeing that the elder brother's brows on the bed tended to gather gradually, he quickly settled down consciously.

Immediately, he imitated his elder brother and sat down cross-legged, only closing his eyes before opening them again, holding his cheeks to see his own shadow under the lamp, he soon became bored.

The little monk simply stretched his two little arms and kicked his two little legs, and lay on the table in a sprawling manner, forming a big character.

At this point, the room finally became completely quiet, except for the long and rhythmic breathing of the young Taoist priest, only the occasional crackling of candles on the table.

I don't know how long it took, suddenly there was a rush of footsteps outside the window, gradually getting louder from far to near, and they came straight to the guest house where Lu Qiyun was.

The young Taoist priest on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, got down to put on his shoes, and saw a servant with a long beard rushing in, wasn't it Xia Daban whom he had only seen during the day?
"Forgive me, Daoist Lu, the matter is too urgent!"

The long-bearded servant finally called the right name this time, but although he was pleading guilty, there was no apology on his face for disturbing people's dreams.

"I don't know if Duke Xia came here at night, but what orders does His Highness have?"

Lu Qiyun didn't care either, and while asking, he glanced at the table seemingly unintentionally, and saw that Qi Huchan had disappeared at some point, and the leather box that was thrown aside at random was neatly placed on the table. Under the lamp, the lid of the box is tightly fastened, and nothing unusual can be seen.

Xia Neishi didn't even notice Lu Qiyun's hastily bandaged right hand, let alone observe his words.

He grabbed the arm of the young Taoist priest in front of him and walked towards the door. While walking, he said eagerly: "A big thing happened! The princess of Yuanhou's family was taken away by the faceless monster!"

"The faceless monster?"

Lu Qiyun frowned, as if there was another muffled thunder rolling past his ears.

He endured the discomfort, and was dragged out involuntarily, and finally he didn't forget to put his hand on the leather case.

"The urgent report from the border gate just came today. The faceless demon king occupying the southern border of the Great Zhou led fifty thousand demons to invade. In half a month, the four counties of Huzhou have been captured. Now they are surrounding Tianxia Pass and attacking Xiazhou again, trying to attack Xiazhou again!"

"Huh? This is really a big deal!"

Hearing this, Lu Qiyun has already understood that Xiazhou is the ancestral land of the long-bearded clan, no wonder Xia Daban, an internal servant, is so concerned about the border war.

He immediately followed the other person's words and asked: "Didn't the faceless monster lead an army to knock down the customs in the southern border? How could he go to the capital to commit crimes and kidnap the princess of Yuanhou's family?"

Xia Nei, who was leading the way ahead, had a look of displeasure: "This is really something that no one expected! The demon king took people half a day earlier than the Southern Border Army's report to the capital. He is really daring and insane!"

"Yuan Hou and his wife and the military newspaper almost entered the palace one after another. When the lord heard about it, Longyan was furious! His Royal Highness was even more furious. He challenged the lord to fight in front of Yuan Hou and his wife, and wanted to lead the troops to heaven Xiaguan rescued the princess! The lord agreed immediately, and has given His Royal Highness the Tiger Talisman of the Forbidden Army and the Banner of Wang Ming!"

Lu Qiyun was taken aback immediately: "What? The crown prince is the foundation of the country, so has there ever been a reason for the crown prince to be handsome?"

"Who said no!"

Xia's waiter immediately sighed and said: "Of course Marquis Yuan also invited to fight, but the lord said that he cared about chaos and was afraid of mistakes, so he ordered him to sit in the Privy Council and personally supervise the deployment of soldiers, grain, chariots, horses and ordnance. If you are worried about your son, you can Recommend two generals and deputy commanders of the Fubo Army to assist the prince in commanding the army and fighting, so we can be sure that nothing will go wrong."

Hearing this, even if Lu Qiyun didn't understand military and state affairs, he could faintly taste something: "Yuanhou agreed?"

"It's about the jewel in his palm, maybe it's the future concubine, so what should I do? If I shouldn't, wouldn't it be true for the king's sentence of 'don't worry about the son'? Who dares to fall in front of the king and the crown prince?" This talk?"

Lu Qiyun couldn't help but nodded silently, the words of the lord of the country were indeed a bit embarrassing.

"According to the state system, once a military commander is promoted to the Privy Council, he can no longer personally command the army."

Mentioning such a major event with such a wide range of implications, Xia Neishi's voice subconsciously lowered: "Yuan Hou seemed to have prepared for it long ago, not only handed over the Fubo army's tiger charm and commander's seal on the spot, but also sent the guards of the Hou's mansion. , That is to say, five hundred riders from the Xuejia Battalion, which was formed not long ago, will be given to the prince to serve as the commander-in-chief! As for the candidate for the deputy commander, Yuan Hou didn't mention a word."

Hearing this, Lu Qiyun suddenly stopped in his tracks, and bowed deeply to servant Xia.

(End of this chapter)