Fu Canglu

Chapter 140 Carrying my red coffin for their funeral (1)
Luoyang Palace.

A jade catalpa scale.

Cao Zhixuan was so leisurely that he knocked chess pieces on the jade and catalpa scales.

He sat at the end of the courtyard, with boundless darkness in front of him and behind him.

There was a sound of piercing through the sky, and in an instant, five huge black robes fell to the ground in the night, and the moment they landed, their figures perfectly blended into the darkness.

It's just that each of the five of them held a lantern in their hands, and the lantern was slightly raised to illuminate the bleak and terrifying darkness.

Five pale and ghostly faces were revealed.

Sitting cross-legged, the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty smiled, not looking at the all-black ghost behind him, standing in a row of five scattered figures.

"Liu Baichan is on a killing spree in Luoyang." A black-robed figure spoke softly, and the two big characters of Heaven and Dao were written on the lantern in his hand like splashed ink.

The black-robed figure holding the Tiandao lantern thought for a while, and added: "He just set off from Tiansu Tower, and his first target should be Tianduhou Mansion."

The emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty still had a smile on his face. He picked up a chess piece with his index finger and middle finger, and slightly pressed it on the chess scale.

Then he looked up.

Knock the chess pieces and drop the lights.

The lights in the courtyard corridor in the distance were lit up one after another silently.

In the end, he clicked until he was one foot in front of Cao Zhixuan.

Five huge figures in black robes with slightly raised lanterns looked expressionlessly at the visitors who lit up the lights on both sides of the courtyard corridor.

There are not many people who can enter the Luoyang Palace silently.

As the darkness was swallowed up bit by bit by the lights not far away, the face of the visitor finally appeared in the faint light.

Cao Zhixuan narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, he had met the person who was waiting for him.

An old man, looking like a dying man, with his eyes slightly closed, was sitting in a wheelchair with gray hair.

Pushing the wheelchair for the old man was a middle-aged man in a Southern Tang costume, with a smile on his face, and an emerald jade wrench on his right thumb, which set off a refined and peaceful atmosphere.

"Old Mrs. Tang. Zhong Family Yusheng."

Cao Zhixuan raised his head and looked at the two people standing still in the dim light.

The two figures, one old and one middle school, seemed to have no intention of speaking.

The Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty smiled to himself: "I know that those who fell in Luoyang and were unwilling to accept the reward almost all owed this old fox their lives back then. It's only natural to pay back the debt, and now what they owe Liu Baichan is not money , but fate, if you don't kill this old fox, you will end up being killed."

While talking, Cao Zhixuan distracted himself and resumed the game on the chessboard.

The black and white chess pieces were obediently divided into two sides by one hand, and they landed on the jade scale one by one obediently.

The crisp sound of chess pieces was accompanied by the man's powerful voice.

"Liu Baichan's killing spree, I really can't stop him. The physique of the great vajra of the Buddhist sect, the only ones in the world who can do anything to him are those few true masters who are now seriously injured."

"This old fox has picked a good time and wants to come to Luoyang to play and draw from the bottom."

"It's just that he came here for the Buddha's skeleton, but it's too unruly to kill him on the first day he enters Luoyang."

The emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty spoke softly, but his words were full of killing intent: "This is my Luoyang."

The two people on the opposite side finally spoke.

Zhong Jia Yusheng, who was dressed in the remains of the Southern Tang Dynasty, smiled and said two words.

"Sincerity."

Cao Zhixuan said expressionlessly: "That Liu Baichan has indeed reached the pinnacle in the world, and there are not many people who can stop him. The price I offered is absolutely fair, one life for another, after tonight, you two can redeem it separately One of the Buddha skeletons."

The cloudy eyes of the old man of the Tang family slowly opened.

His voice was like a candle under the strong wind: "Save people?"

Cao Zhixuan shook his head slowly, and laughed at himself: "I've already been enfeoffed as Marquis, I don't owe them anything, it's up to you whether to save them or not."

"I don't want to save people, I want to kill people." The Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty said softly: "I will kill people who this white-robed old fox kills me."

The middle-aged man in Tang suit did not speak.

"I've heard that you are a person who can be compared with Tao Wuque." Cao Zhixuan calmly placed his weight on the jade scale, and said softly, "Tao Wuque is dead, and the only one in the world with the body of the King Kong is that white-robed Buddhist guest. This is a once-in-a-lifetime event." Opportunity, if you don't do it tonight, will there be another chance in the future?"

"I don't believe it." The Zhong family's Yusheng let go of the handle of the Tang family's old man's wheelchair, took a step forward silently, and sat on the jade catalpa scale opposite Cao Zhixuan.

He silently picked up a chess piece and dropped it on the jade catalpa scale.

Cao Zhixuan's movements of dropping his son stopped.

"Xuan Shangyu didn't leave Luoyang." The middle-aged man looked at the Northern Wei emperor indifferently: "As long as Liu Baichan doesn't die one day, he will never leave Luoyang, never will."

"I walked all the way and saw three hundred big red lotuses. If they were in full bloom in Luoyang, the remains of the Buddha of the Six Paths might really be blown up." Zhong Jiayusheng laughed softly: "So Xuanshangyu must not Let's go, I really can't compare to him in playing tricks, and I can't figure out what he is thinking, why did he let Liu Baichan enter Luoyang for 13 years? Why didn't he just hand over the person in the Buddha's skeleton to him?"

"There are too many things I can't figure out, there is no way, I have never been a smart person." The man from the Zhong family smiled: "But I can see clearly that you are willing to pay a big price to let me redeem someone from the Buddha's bones in exchange for me. I don't want to open the Buddha's bones and let Liu Baichan redeem people, I can't figure it out, but I have self-knowledge. The Zhong family is not afraid of this Buddhist guest, and Luoyang will certainly not be afraid."

"Cao Zhixuan, tell yourself, is this a failure?"

Cao Zhixuan raised his brows slightly, a sly look flickered between his eyebrows when he lowered his head, then raised his head and smiled unabated.

The emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty smiled and said, intentionally or unintentionally: "Who knows?"

Yusheng Zhong's family smiled, and glanced slightly at the five figures lined up behind the Northern Wei emperor: "I heard that Xuan Shangyu and Liu Baichan are brothers from the same school, and they cut off Liu Baichan's red lotus palm because of their brotherhood. Wen, the dead body in Qijiang, seems to be for a woman."

Cao Zhixuan smiled lightly, noncommittal.

"Shen Hongying, if I remember correctly, she is the woman who was one of the top two guest officials in the Spring and Autumn Period of Buddhism along with Liu Baichan." The Zhong family Yusheng stared into Cao Zhixuan's eyes: "It is impossible for such a young woman to be stronger than her cultivation base. The old antique in the Buddha skeleton, why did Xuan Shangyu lock her up?"

"Liu Baichan is now the most difficult person in the world other than those few masters. If you are willing to open the Buddha's skeleton, there is no reason not to let Shen Hongying go." Zhong Jiayusheng said coldly: "A woman who has practiced for less than 20 years has been imprisoned in the Buddha's skeleton." ?”

"Since Zhong Family Yusheng has doubts." Cao Zhixuan said softly: "These are not considered secrets, so it doesn't matter if I tell you two."

"My great Wei Luoyang built six Buddhist remains, and they will be transported by the sky." The emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty looked at the Zhong family's Yusheng jokingly: "An old antique that is unwilling to die for the ghost gate 16 years later falls into the Buddha's remains. It should be for us. Great Wei Wanli Futu offered his cultivation, so at least he saved his life. It is said that people do not work for themselves, and heaven and earth will perish, but when the sword master was alive, he personally took action to capture those old guys who were greedy for life and fear death into the Buddha's bones. I also know where I am wrong."

The Zhong family man was quiet and did not speak.

"As for the unnecessary victims." Cao Zhixuan said in a low voice, "Of course there are. It's that Shen Hongying. She is the only Buddha disciple in the world who has the 32-figure figure of a great human being. She is indispensable for the skeleton of the Buddha of the Six Paths."

"So Xuan Shangyu just killed his relatives and put his own junior and sister into that cage that will never see the light of day?" Zhong Yusheng seemed to have heard a big joke.

Cao Zhixuan didn't shake his head, it was his tacit consent.

"Bastard." Zhong Yusheng sneered suddenly: "If I were Liu Baichan, I would really blast Luoyang through."

"I won't do it to kill someone."

The man from the Zhong family looked at the dazed Northern Wei emperor, and said softly, "I'm here today just to express my opinion."

"Even if the old people of the Eight Great Families died in the Buddha's bones, they died as they deserved. I will not redeem them, let alone kill people for these people." The man seemed a little tired: "As for I don't care about the other five families, and I don't want to."

In the end, the man in the Southern Tang Dynasty costume got up slightly, and when he saw the old man in the wheelchair who seemed to be asleep, he suddenly remembered something and paused for two seconds.

"Also, the old man of the Tang family asked me to say something."

"If something happens to the descendants of the Tang family in Luoyang, the old man will blow up Luoyang before Liu Baichan takes action."

The man from the Zhong family turned around with a smile on his face, and added, "So does the Zhong family."

A big red coffin smashed through the gate of Tianduhou Mansion like a bamboo.

white robe.

Liu Chan stepped into Tianduhou's mansion expressionlessly.

Just those who desperately resisted the gate of the Hou's mansion and died when the red coffin smashed open the gate, there were seven or eight servants.

The general trend is overwhelming.

The Buddhist Keqing who had given the precept to kill took a glance.

In the huge courtyard, dozens of servants knelt on the ground.

The Marquis of Tiandu was nowhere to be seen.

Behind him, a young man in black slowly walked into Tianduhou's mansion, his pupils were twinkling with golden color.

"Thirteen feet in front of the right."

Liu Chanqi nodded slightly.

The slovenly man in white robe restrained his breath in an instant.

The whole person slowly closed their eyes.

The right hand strums the string out of thin air, and the left thumb presses the four fingers to pull slightly.

No arrows and no bowstring.

"Head of Luoyang city, you shot me six arrows."

The aura of the sloppy man in white robes was almost dead silent, his vitality was restrained, and his cultivation was withdrawn without revealing the slightest bit.

"Now you still owe me four arrows."

He opened his mouth softly, but his voice was like thunder rolling.

"I'll just give you back an arrow."

The scruffy man in white robe opened his eyes instantly.

Let the left hand loose!

There was a clanging sound in the void, and an ear-piercing roar erupted like a thunderous fury.The distance of thirteen feet was reached in an instant, and the two huge walls were shot through by a huge force out of thin air.

A stream of blood spurted out.

The white-robed man's eyes were full of indifference.

He let go of the general trend to Yuyi, and walked in front of the corpse of Tian Duhou who had lost all breath.

"These arrows don't need to be returned." Baipao Liu Chanqi squatted down and said softly, "But Su Hongyue is dead."

"She's dead, of course you have to pay the debt you owe, and pay it with your life."

Yi Xiao looked at the old man squatting on the ground and whispered softly, and suddenly felt a strong sense of disobedience.

It turns out that this cynical old fox in white robe also has an untouchable side in his heart.

(End of this chapter)