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Chapter 324 I'm dead

One person plays the red face and the other plays the bad face. Xiao Jin naturally knows this commonly used method.

But the question is, why is it you, Xie Lingwan, who comes to undermine me every time?
In order to take the overall situation into consideration, Xiao Jin still suppressed his violent temper and reluctantly acquiesced to what Xie Linwan said.

But I, Xiao Xiaojin, can remember this tone!
Cai Xun agreed like a savior: "Yes... yes, Miss Xie is right! I don't know about this matter. There must be someone stirring up trouble in the middle, intending to destroy the relationship between us!"

Xie Lingyuan smiled slightly and did not continue speaking, but sipped the tea by herself.

Cai Xun stood opposite them and felt an invisible pressure that almost crushed him to death.

He was on pins and needles, but he didn't dare to speak, so he froze in place with sweat pouring down his face, hoping that Xie Lingyuan would speak quickly.

After a period of uncomfortable silence, Xie Lingwan finally said leisurely:
"Master Cai, Xuan Zhongwei and Changyuan Iron Guard will attack the Vulcan Cult stronghold hidden in the mountains tomorrow. I believe Master Cai will send troops to support it, right?"

Cai Xun hurriedly agreed: "Of course, of course!"

"There's one more thing." Xie Lingwan had a perfect smile on her lips as usual, "The roads in Jingzhou's mountainous areas are difficult, and you'll get lost if you're not careful. Our people are not familiar with the environment here, so how about asking Mr. Cai's troops to take the lead?"

Listening to these light words, Cai Xun's whole body stiffened, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He didn't know what Xie Lingwan meant by what he said. He was just letting his own people die as cannon fodder and shields.

Of course he didn't want to agree, but he had no right to refuse.

Cai Xun looked pale and flattered: "Of course... you can, it all depends on Miss Xie's wishes."

"Well, thank you, Mr. Cai."

Xie Lingwan said a few more words casually, and then dismissed Cai Xun.

Xiao Jin started to get angry: "Hey, our Miss Xie is really cruel and ruthless, letting so many innocent soldiers go ahead to die."

"If you don't agree, it's still too late to revoke this order." Xie Lingyuan said calmly, "After all, it will be your Xiao family's Xuan Zhongwei who will die, not mine."

"Humph."

Xiao Jin snorted lightly and did not continue to answer this sentence.

"Have you understood what Brother Fang just said?" Xiao Jin asked curiously, "Why does the Jingzhou family want to buy weapons from the Vulcan Cult?"

"Not long ago, I roped in the people of the Shen family of Wuxing and together we cut off the supply of weapons from the Yangzhou Kuaiji foundry to Jingzhou. At the same time, on the grounds that the source of the assets was doubtful, I seized all their property stored in the Xie family bank."

Xie Lingwan looked at the bright rose beside her, her eyes as light as water.

"So...the main reason why they worship the Vulcan Cult to buy weapons is because they have no money?"

Xiao Jin felt ridiculous.

"No matter how poor you are, you should not cut off the army's armaments and supplies. If the tiger guarding your house lacks teeth, how can you control a yard of monsters and monsters?"

"Jingzhou has been peaceful for so long that they have long forgotten what real war is like. It just so happens that this time we can let them see it."

Xie Lingwanxin picked up an evergreen rose and carefully combed its petals.

"But...why would the Vulcan Cult agree to this deal?"

The girl whispered to herself.

"Has Xuan Zhongwei checked those weapons?"

"After inspection, there is no problem except that it was soaked in water for a long time."

Xie Lingwan frowned, instinctively feeling that there was something not simple behind this matter.

Xie Lingwan still couldn't figure out the reason why the Vulcan Cult sold weapons to the Jingzhou family. From her perspective, Xie Lingwan had no idea what the benefits of doing this would be for the Vulcan Cult.

For that little money? This little money is not as fast as them going down the mountain to grab it.

In order to establish a good relationship with the Jingzhou family? Then they can use a more clever method instead of this kind of transaction-like "get what you need".

Xie Lingwan originally thought that those weapons would be engraved with some destructive magic circle by the Vulcan Cult, but now Xiao Jin said that there was nothing wrong with those weapons...

"What on earth do you want to do..."

Xie Lingwan unconsciously pulled off a petal.

The girl who had regained consciousness glanced at the evergreen rose in her hand, squinted her eyes, put it aside, and picked up the reed wreath.

Your brother is awesome: "Husband, do you have any new discoveries over there?"

After the message was sent, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any response.

Xie Lingwan and Xiao Jin looked at each other, and their hearts suddenly sank.

Your brother is awesome: "Husband?"

……

……

Fang Weihan walked along the cracked stone slab towards the place where the sound of wooden fish was heard. The long sword was unsheathed and held in his hand, always alert to changes in the surrounding environment.

Phoenix lay on his head, not afraid at all, but rather curious about everything around him.

"Ow!"

This temple looks quite big!
It jumped excitedly on Fang Weihan's head twice.

Fang Weihan: "..."

That’s right, this thing will achieve nirvana and basically cannot die.

But I didn’t!
Why can only a phoenix achieve nirvana, but not humans? When will mankind stand up?

Fang Weihan thought angrily.

The sound of the wooden fish got closer and closer, and became clearer and clearer. Fang Weihan finally followed the guidance and came to a pagoda.

This is the tallest pagoda among the ruins of the Great Hojo Temple, although it is extremely dilapidated, almost broken at the waist, like a broken Wanhua Mirror.

Looking up from the base of the pagoda where Fang Weihan was, the damaged pagoda was at least dozens of feet tall. It's hard to imagine how tall it would be in full condition.

The alabaster outer wall of the pagoda is peeling off in pieces, and the marks of knife and axe-cutting are all over the body of the pagoda. The glazed tiles on the top of the tower are shattered among the weeds, and only the golden reflection can show a trace of the past magnificence.

The sound of wooden fish came from the top of the pagoda, and a strange light shone in the dark pagoda.

A huge round stone lay among the grass and trees, seeming to fall from the sky and making a big hole in the hard stone floor.

"Trebuchet..."

Fang Weihan recognized the origin of this stone at a glance.

It was the trebuchet shells that smashed this magnificent pagoda into two pieces.

During sieges, the Zhou army was accustomed to using trebuchets to tilt artillery fire into the inner city to destroy the enemy's fortifications, and the trebuchet shells could be anything.

If you need to kill people, you can use hollow mines; if you need to pollute water sources, you can use putrid corpses; if you need to penetrate armor and penetrate deeply, solid cobblestones are the best choice.

This stone is obviously the trebuchet shell used by the Zhou army when attacking the Great Huanyuan Temple.

When thousands of trebuchets fire, round cannonballs as tall as one person will fall from the sky like a swarm of swarms. Faced with an offensive of this magnitude, it was a miracle that the defenders were able to escape without abandoning the city.

He stepped forward and put his hands under the stone, blood covering his arms as he tried to lift the stone.

Fang Weihan tried his best to suck the milk, but he couldn't lift it.

Mingwu monks who have ascended to the realm of gods cannot lift such a stone. If they face a cannonball with huge kinetic energy, they may suffer serious internal injuries.

However... Mingwu monks have sharp ears and eyes, so it is relatively easy to avoid this thing.

Withdrawing his hand from the boulder, Fang Weihan took out a spiritual stone lamp from the Sun God Ring and stepped into the broken stone door at the bottom of the pagoda.

"Boom!"

This is the sound of shoe soles crushing bones.

Fang Weihan looked down and found that what he crushed was a human hand bone.

In the pagoda in front of you, where the light of the spiritual stone lamp shines, endless bones are piled up against the wall, filling all the space visible to the naked eye.

He took a deep breath and twitched the corners of his mouth. This is not a pagoda at all, this is a barren tomb made of bones.

No wonder he only saw the corpses of the Zhou army, but not the corpses of the monks. They were all here.

Fang Weihan carefully pushed aside the bones and cleared the path to the upper level of the pagoda.

He walked up layer by layer, and what he saw was not only white bones, but also white bones.

These monks guarded the pagoda and fought until the end of their lives. Some people knelt down and clasped their hands, but more people chose to pick up weapons and fight to the death.

They may have never killed anyone, until the emperor's decree issued the order to kill, until the army of Zhou Dynasty came to the temple, until... they turned into withered bones in the tomb.

Fang Weihan was silent and just walked up step by step, pushing aside the corpses on the stairs.

He has no right to judge who is right or wrong. He is just a treasure hunter.

Yun Shu floated behind him with an indifferent expression, ignoring the piles of bones around him as if they were nothing. The light of the mysterious star spell in his hand never dissipated.

She used the secrets of cause and effect to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, and ensured Fang Weihan's safety at all times.

Finally, they reached the top of the tower and saw the source of the wooden fish sound.

This is the middle position of the complete pagoda. The fragments of the superstructure are pressed against the ceiling, with occasional gaps letting in dappled sunlight from the outside world.

The wooden fish is in the center of the sun, in a huge bronze mirror.

"A...mirror?"

Fang Weihan put down the spirit stone lamp to provide lighting and looked at the strange mirror in front of him warily.

"What is this?"

Yun Shu frowned and looked at the mirror hesitantly.

"I don't know, I've never seen this thing before."

The girl pinched the spell, her delicate brows furrowed even more tightly.

"The scanning results of Hanguang Divide tell me that there should be nothing here. This mirror... seems like it does not belong to this world."

Fang Weihan raised his hand and fixed his gaze on the bottom of the mirror.

There is a pale human hand under the mirror's base.

Ignoring the frequent knocking of wooden fish, he walked around the side of the mirror, only to find that there was a human skeleton behind the mirror.

He held up the mirror, but there was no head, and the section on the neck was smooth and flat.

Fang Weihan noticed that the skeletal shoulder blades were covered with a red tattered cassock.

"...Kasaya?"

It seems that he should be the abbot of this great wishing temple, guarding the last treasure of the temple...

Is this the mirror?
Then why didn't the Zhou army take it away?
"beep……"

The last dull sound of the wooden fish fell, and the wooden fish in the mirror stopped knocking.

Fang Weihan looked over, and his face appeared in the mirror.

"Tick."

A drop of water fell from the shattered ceiling and hit a small puddle on the floor.

"I am Fang Weihan."

The self in the mirror suddenly said.

Fang Weihan was startled, the light on the Lumen Sword burst out, and he almost subconsciously started to take action.
"I am Prince Guangling Fang Weihan, I am more than just Prince Guangling Fang Weihan."

He continued.

His face was blurred by the bronze mirror, like a ghost in the water, and looked extremely strange.

"I merge the memories of the two worlds. I understand the value of life and the heaviness of life."

"I will unsheath my sword for strangers, and I will fight to the end for the peace of all people in the world."

"I have met and fallen in love with many girls, and I have never let them down."

"I tried to reverse my destiny. I tried my best to race against time. I believe that my efforts will not be in vain."

"I died in the second year of Taikang."

The man in the mirror spoke calmly, but it was like the whisper of a ghost, which sounded creepy.

"What the hell..."

Before Fang Weihan finished his curse words, the mirror dimmed briefly and turned gray like an old TV that had lost its signal.

Another "Fang Weihan" appeared in the mirror, staring straight at him like an innocent soul seeking his life.

"I am the Prince of Guangling, Fang Weihan, and I am no longer the Prince of Guangling, Fang Weihan."

"I steal the memories of two worlds, I know the greed of human nature, and I understand the impermanence of fate."

"I will use money to bribe thugs to respond to violence with violence, and I will use despicable words to deceive the sincere hearts of the people."

"I took advantage of the emotions of people I loved, and I never really opened up to them."

"I cleverly take other people's lives to make up for mine, I steal the lives of all sentient beings and survive in vain. I am confident that my plan is flawless."

"I died in the second year of Taikang."

The eyes of the person in the mirror are pale, like the burnt ashes after everything is burned.

Fang Wei looked at him coldly, raised the sword in his hand, and already had murderous intentions.

At this moment, "Fang Weihan" in the mirror spoke again:
"I am the Prince of Guangling, Fang Weihan. I am the Prince of Guangling, Fang Weihan."

"Who am I...?"

His left hand was placed palm up on his waist, and his other hand pointed at Fang Weihan outside the mirror:
"Who...are you?"

"Beep...beep...beep...dong dong dong dong!"

The sound of wooden fish sounded again, and the frequency gradually increased, like the drum beat of a violent storm.

The fluctuations on the mirror surface flashed away, and Fang Weihan's figure disappeared from the spot together with Yun Shu.

The Phoenix that was originally standing on his shoulder suddenly lost weight and fell, falling heavily to the ground with a confused look on its face.

"Ow..."

What happened just now...

The light of the bright moonlight emerged beside it, the blade of the Mingxiao Sword emerged from the folded space, and the burning star flames burned open the cracks in reality.

A cold and lonely girl appeared on the top of the tower with a sword in hand, her crescent eyebrows slightly furrowed.

"Ow!"

Junior brother, he did that just now, then this, then this, and finally disappeared suddenly!
Little Phoenix gestured hurriedly.

"I know."

Wen Zhexue nodded slightly.

The starlight rises from the edge of the divine sword, and the star flames rush like a river.

The girl slashed her sword upwards, and the sharp and unstoppable sword energy flew into the sky, cutting off half of the ceiling of the pagoda.

The top floor of the gloomy pagoda was exposed to the sky again, and the sunlight shone down, reflecting the slightly worried eyes of the girl.

A Buddha statue rolled down from the top of the tower and hit the girl heavily.

The Buddha had his hands clasped together, his face was solemn and peaceful, and he seemed to be smiling.

(End of this chapter)