Fu Canglu

Chapter 138
After Liu Rushi finished speaking, she fell into a brief silence.

After a moment.

The big oiran of Tiansu Tower, who is already famous in Luoyang today, suddenly smiled like a flower, but his fingers never trembled, and he slowly stroked the huge portrait.

She never looked at the huge and magnificent Northern Wei Wanli Splashed Ink Map that she had spent ten years of painstakingly drawing, but slowly stroked the faces of the thirteen girls.

She whispered thirteen names silently.

Inaudible.

This woman with a lion in her heart caressed the scroll, and finally stopped her movements, turning her back to everyone. Her eyes were blurred by the thirteen faces that were once deeply affectionate and now separated by yin and yang.

A woman chooses to die at her prime of life.

How much despair should I have experienced?

Thirteen lives were lost, and the back of the picture scroll was dripping with blood.

Liu Rushi murmured softly: "How much silver do you pay to buy their lives back?"

Yi Xiao didn't speak.

The white-robed old fox didn't speak either.

"10 taels? 20 taels? Or 100 taels?" The woman smiled in a low voice, and said, "Maybe you can afford this sky-high price, but what's the use?"

"Death cannot be brought back to life." Liu Rushi turned around slowly, the smile on her face had already subsided.

She said coldly: "Do you think I'm right?"

Dead silence.

The not-so-stupid dandies, together with the young dignitaries in Luoyang, finally understood the true meaning of Tuqiongjian.

They looked at the big oiran Liu with horror on their faces.

This woman is not scary, what is scary is the scruffy man in white robe standing behind her who has been silent all this time.

The man in the white robe was described as terrifying by their parents, but how terrible was it?
Everyone present was terrified of the coming of this day. If that white-robed man insisted on liquidating one day, who would be able to stop him?

This white-robed man has made a trip to Luoyang every year for 13 years, and then left safely, so that these people can enjoy life with peace of mind, and at the same time selectively forget the old accounts of the year.

But a time bomb always explodes.

This fuse is now held by a red-dust woman from Goulandi.

Then ignite.

Will it trigger a big fire that burns the entire Luoyang?
The white-robed old fox suddenly laughed.

laughing out loud.

Amidst the sound of long laughter, he suddenly slapped the table, and the momentum swept over him, shaking all the furniture in Tiansulou away.

The laughter stopped.

The white-robed old fox had cold brows and whiskers, turned his head sharply and said, "I'm asking you, do you think it's wrong?"

Everyone shook their heads desperately.

Under the pressure of the general situation, this group of pampered sons and brothers were squeezed to the ground under tremendous pressure.

They shook their heads desperately, but could not make a sound.

Ridiculous, really ridiculous.

Liu Rushi looked at these high-spirited and domineering dandies in the past, and even the high-ranking dignitaries of the Northern Wei Dynasty, now they lost all dignity, like a group of dogs bowing their knees.

Their fathers were heroes who opened up the frontiers of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

And even if they inherit the ancestral heirs, they are just imperial court eagle dogs.

Imperial court eagle dog, eagle dog.

Liu Rushi suddenly felt that the world in front of him was extremely dirty.This world is already full of unsightly things. Behind any bright and bright things, there is always darkness proportional to the brilliance, especially for people.

There are not many people in this world who can be the same as the outside, which is why there are far fewer real villains than hypocrites.And these people kneeling here are not even qualified to be hypocrites.

"nausea."

Liu Rushi commented so.

She no longer looked at those kneeling on the ground who didn't even want their dignity, but turned her gaze back to the giant painting.

Liu Rushi took three steps back.

She looked at the huge painting that she dragged for a long time with her stubborn temper before hanging the big red curtain.

Suddenly smiled.

The first half of the Great Wei Cangsheng map, written in writing, is more than 3000 days old.

The second half of the portraits of thirteen beauties took painstaking efforts and took less than 30 days.

Then she directly picked up the torch standing beside the big red screen, and poured it on with a blank expression.

The kerosene was splashed, and the next moment Liu Rushi's ears rang with a roar of flames!

The giant painting was ablaze.

The portrait shrank rapidly, opening a hole in the flames, and then the fire spread wildly.

The thirteen faces with empty eyes seemed to be liberated and turned into thick black smoke.

Thousands of miles of dust and ashes disappeared in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Watching that huge painting that cost me more than ten years of hard work finally turned into fly ash.

Liu Rushi knew that her outing performance was finally over.

But her heart was not heavy, but a little relieved.

The flames of the big red curtain were extinguished for no reason, and then a person suddenly appeared in Liu Rushi's eyes.

Yi Xiao didn't say a word during the whole process of taking the stage.

After he came to the stage, he squatted down, very seriously, and began to pick up the ashes of the remaining portraits bit by bit, and put them into the black pouch in the other hand.

He picked it up in silence for 10 minutes.

Liu Rushi just stared blankly at the ashes he had been picking up for 10 minutes.

The boy finally stood up and handed over the bulging black bag.

It was filled with ashes of the giant painting.

His Royal Highness looked at this woman who was paranoid and mad for a while, but whose personality would never say a word of regret.The idiot also knew how important this huge painting that took ten years of hard work was to her, but this woman burned it as soon as she said it?

"Killing people will pay for their lives, and none of them who deserve their lives will be able to escape." He said softly, "But if you burn this painting, those people will not be able to pay for their lives."

Liu Rushi remained silent.

His Highness suddenly asked: "Are you stupid?"

Liu Rushi silently asked herself: Are you stupid?
She knew that the feeling in her heart that she wanted to start all over again was called regret, but she just smiled.

Liu Rushi squeezed out an ugly smile, and didn't go to pick up the black bag, her voice was a little hoarse: "This painting will be burned as soon as it is burned. It's worth it if we can seek justice."

Asking for justice, asking for justice, Yi Xiao had no reason to think of the man in the hat who kept clamoring for justice from Fengxue Yincheng.

Why do you always have to ask for justice?

Everyone wants justice, where is the justice?
If the white-robed old fox is not here today, and Liu Rushi burns [-] more giant paintings, what will change?
His Highness did not speak.

He calmly looked into the eyes of the opposite woman.

She said she could see a lot in a person's eyes.

His Highness didn't quite understand, but he saw regret in the woman's eyes.

Regret this matter, if you don't say it, then it will only be hidden in your heart forever, and no one else will know.

Yi Xiao looked at this stubborn woman who refused to bow her head.

If a person is unwilling to say something, then he will choose to rot in his heart for the rest of his life.

Liu Rushi is such a person.

Yi Xiao rubbed his face, and stuffed the black bag into his arms.

Then he shook his head and said, "Since you don't know how to say these words, let me help you with the rest."

His Highness silently pulled out the lotus from his waist.

At this moment, the demon sword suddenly coiled up, and was thrust into the ground fiercely by the boy in black.

He throws a question.

"Is the thirteen lives in Tiansulou worth more, or the painting that was burned just now?"

All the seats were silent.

"The only son of the Marquis of Tiandu, Duan Tiande." Yi Xiao suddenly read a name, and said with a smile: "A good name, cut off Tiande. Now tell me, how much is your life worth?"

The crowd was boiling, and suddenly a figure struggled to get up, trying to escape, but was slapped to the ground by the white-robed old fox.

He almost twisted his body, and said in a trembling voice, "50 taels for you. Do you think it's enough? If it's not enough, we can discuss it!"

"50 taels?" Yi Xiao asked with a smile: "Your life is only worth 50 taels? Then I offered 50 taels, did you just buy it?"

The young man's face was ashen, and he tremblingly said: "One million no, two million! Three million! Let me go, let me go, I will give you whatever it is!"

His Highness did not speak.

He quietly watched the young boy kowtow.

Until he knocked out the blood, he couldn't move anymore.

"How many two?" Yi Xiao asked in a low voice.

Duan Tiande, who had almost emptied his family, cried and said, "400 million taels of silver. Please let me go."

The little Highness laughed at himself: "400 million taels of silver, the head is really worth a lot, so you think so highly of yourself?"

Then the eyes of the boy in black instantly burst into a golden color!
In an instant, a handful of blood was thrown out suddenly.

Fu Que's sword is so strangely pierced on the wall of Tiansu Building that it clanks.

The young dignitaries of the Northern Wei Dynasty were splashed with blood all of a sudden.

Duan Tiande's head was nailed to the wall, it was extremely hideous.

The voice of the boy in black was unhurried.

"Are the two things you just said worth enough?"

Dead silence.

"Compared with the 400 million taels that are enough to empty out the wealth of Tiandu Hou's family now?"

Still dead silent.

The boy in black shook his head.

Under the gaze of everyone, he whispered to himself, "It's not worth much."

"It's very simple. There are some things that you can't buy with money."

The boy in black said impatiently, "Do you understand?"

He looked at the blank expressions of these people, and explained: "For example, fate."

There was silence first.

Everyone is at a loss as to what just happened.

Until they saw the extremely miserable headless corpse and the extremely hot blood on their face.

An extremely terrifying noise erupted from the Tiansu Building.

Nothing is more powerful than the fear of death.

And the boy in black walked down the stage silently, which naturally attracted everyone's attention. He walked among the crowd like a killing god, and then slowly pulled out his snake-like monster sword.

The sword was entangled in his body, spitting out letters fiercely.

He lightly put a finger to his lips, making a silent movement.

Everyone held back their voices and looked at the boy in black holding a head in one hand.

This seems to be Yi Xiao's first murder.

His Highness tilted his head, looking at that head with distorted eyes.

There was no panic, no panic, Yi Xiao could even hear his own heartbeat in the silence, without a trace of disorder, he was very satisfied with such an instinctive reaction.

Kill the one who deserves to be killed.

The boy's modest voice resounded through the Tiansu Building.

"Killing him is just to tell you that murder pays for life."

Wearing black clothes is like a god of death, while Tiansu Tower is like hell.

"If you kill someone, you will naturally pay with your life."

(End of this chapter)