Fu Canglu

Chapter 141 Carrying my red coffin for their funeral (2)
The woman who was imprisoned in the depths of the six Buddha bones was one.

Su Hongyue is also one of them.

"Master Su of Tiansu Building"

Yi Xiao didn't know what kind of friendship this legendary master Su had with the white-robed old fox when he was young, so that this Buddhist guest official who had suppressed his anger for 13 years couldn't restrain himself from killing.

Liu Chanqi said to Tianduhou's body word by word: "Su Hongyue died so inexplicably, don't you think it's absurd?"

The white-robed old fox laughed at himself: "Of course it's absurd. Nothing is more absurd than this. It's as if you've already called in rescuers. You thought you could survive and escape. But that's how you died."

The man in white robe stood up and took a deep breath.

His face was depressed, not angry and prestige.

"If you are unreasonable, don't blame me for being unreasonable."

big red moon.

Yi Xiao squinted her eyes and sensed a few rather powerful auras: "There is a ninth-rank master coming."

Liu Chan was expressionless, watching the Pokong figure land.

"The newly promoted Ninth Rank, the future blood of the Northern Wei Dynasty." The slovenly man in white robe looked at the three figures on the ground, and said with a joking smile: "The great world has come, and there is a chance to be promoted to the Ninth Rank. Do you think the Ninth Rank is amazing?" , very powerful and invincible, can you walk sideways?"

The three sword lights pointed at the man at the same time.

These three elderly practitioners stared at the sloppy man in white robe with incomprehensible eyes.

"I'm a body refiner, and I can't sense the breath of Yuanli." A figure frowned and said, "I can't tell the depth."

Another figure narrowed his eyes: "We are late, Tian Duhou is already dead."

The leading figure did not withdraw his sword, he said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

The three of them belonged to the Law Enforcers of Luoyang and belonged to Sen Luo Dao, and indeed they had just entered the ninth rank.

Luoyang was honored as the capital of the emperor in the thousands of miles of land in the Northern Wei Dynasty.How many people in this world dare to kill in Luoyang?
There is no one who dares to be so grandiose in thousands of years.

"Me?" The white-robed old fox was very patient, and smiled: "Liu Chanqi, have you heard of it?"

The leader of the law enforcement frowned, as if thinking of a similar name.

There seemed to be a bang.

He raised his head suddenly.

Dazzling bright red.

The torsos of the two companions beside him stood upright, and the two heads shot out suddenly, blood spurted wildly, scalding hot all over their bodies.

The white-robed old fox said coldly: "Maybe you still have an impression of my other name, Liu Baichan who planted Bodhi in Luoyang 16 years ago."

The sloppy white-robed man turned around indifferently, and lightly said: "Leave your life alone, go back and report. Tell Cao Zhixuan, send as many people as there are in Senluo Dao. If you have the ability, you might as well hide the six of you underground and dare not show your face." His Majesty, call out all of them."

"Tonight, I will carry this lipstick coffin. I will kill as many people as you come."

Liu Chan in the white robe paused for a while.

"Either, dye my white robe red. Or, tell me the truth about Su Hongyue's death."

Looking at the bloody and violent scene, Yi Xiao felt terrified, and suddenly heard the voice of the old fox in white robe.

"Boy." He said coldly: "Carry the coffin, follow me, and visit every house, I would rather kill by mistake than let it go."

Marquis Cui Fu trembled in fear as he listened to the roar not far away.

According to an unreliable tip, the white-robed old fox had already started killing.

However, according to a reliable source, the god of killing who has always had a good reputation has already said in Tiansulou that he owes him nothing.That white-robed killer would kill as soon as he said he would, and liquidate as soon as he said he would settle. He should be regarded as a person who promises everything, right?If you say that you don't owe anything if you write off a sum, it should mean that you really won't come to your door.

Where did Marquis Cui dare to stay on the bed to rest, he could only look up at the sky anxiously.

"Big Red Moon, bad luck."

The servants and his wife in the mansion have been sent to the fief overnight by him, and all the property and cash that can be found have been sent to Tiansu Tower.

Even so, Marquis Cui Fu looked at the crimson crimson moon hanging in the sky, still not feeling at ease.Until the dawn, to confirm that this turmoil has really and completely passed, I dare not close my eyes at all.

Luoyang was originally the safest place in the world, but tonight is different.

What was horrifying was that the sound of the big red coffin hitting the door resounded throughout Luoyang.

What was even more frightening was that there was no scream.

Dead silence.

"God damn it." Marquis Cui couldn't figure out why the one from Luoyang hadn't responded yet, and even more couldn't understand why Sen Luodao had adopted a laissez-faire policy on this. Could it be that he had to wait for the killer star to really enshrine Luoyang? Kill the whole family?
Bear with it. Bear with it.

Cui Fuhou prayed to God and worshiped Buddha a thousand times in his heart, thinking that the murderer must not go to the wrong door, and he would kill him with one knife and one life without even looking at it.

"See no evil, speak no evil, do no evil."

The door slammed open.

Marquis Cui was stunned as he watched the big red coffin go straight into the mansion.

The coffin was carried by a boy in black.

His pupils were like golden lotuses in full bloom, so bright that no one dared to look directly at them.

Then came the sloppy man in the white robe.

Marquis Cui had glanced at this man in a tattered white robe from a distance at the head of Luoyang City. He thought that the only person in the world who was qualified to wear a white robe was the convincing Xiguan University. vassal.

It wasn't until he saw the man who alone resisted the rain of arrows in Luoyang and smashed the city gate and planted Bodhi with one hand, that he had to admit that this tattered white robe was indeed more terrifying to him than the Xiguan white robe.

nightmare.

Marquis Cui Fu woke up from nightmares countless times, regretting that when he opened his bow and set up an arrow, he picked up a poisonous ice-cold arrow, and the arrow pierced through the man's right shoulder.

Among the arrows.

He met the eyes of the white-robed man for a second.

There is not a second, only a moment may be shorter, but it has become a nightmare in Cui Fuhou's life.

He was terrified.

During the period of the Eight Great Kingdoms, Marquis Cui Fu, who was brave and crowned the three armies, accepted the reward, and instead of being the lord of the 32 cities where the emperor was far away from the sky, he put the city on hold and guarded the Hou Mansion in Luoyang.

How ridiculous and absurd.

funny?

No.

When a person stands in a high position, he will naturally start to be afraid.

Not only Marquis Cui, those who refused to accept the closure of the city in Luoyang did not dare to face the nightmare-like sloppy white robe in their hearts, for fear that one day they would wake up and the nightmare would come true, with their heads in different places.

Yi Xiao had a complex expression, looking at the man whose face was beyond frightened.

He's seen it too many times tonight.

32 city lords, feudal figures.During the time when Wei Huang fought against the Eight Great Nations, which one was not a hero who swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger?

When begging for death, be heroic, and then make a name for yourself on the battlefield.

When surviving, it is not as good as a dog fly, but it looks ridiculous.

Not afraid of death, afraid of glory and wealth.

The sloppy man in white robe glanced at the man who was lying on the ground.

"You are Marquis Cui." Liu Chanqi said in a cold voice, "I recognize you."

Marquis Cui Fu was startled at first, then he was ecstatic, and then his face was ashen.

Because the sloppy man slightly pulled his loose white robe, exposing his right shoulder.

The physique of the Buddhist Great Vajra should be as perfect as glass, leaving no trace of impurities.

Marquis Cui's pupils narrowed slightly, looking at the shocking mark on the man's right shoulder under the man's golden vajra physique.

It was a horrific scar formed by the superimposition of countless penetrating scars, and it was only possible to tear the wound at least dozens of times to create that horrific effect.

The scarlet scar was still bloody after more than ten years, blood vessels were clearly visible, there was no flesh under the thin skin, only crystal clear meridians.

"This wound is due to you."

The slovenly man in white robe smiled and said, "The icy arrow of extracting poison accurately hit the wound on my right shoulder, piercing through the wound."

Then the old fox in white robe took a deep look at the man who is now as timid as a mouse.

"You owe me an arrow. I kill your son, and it's written off."

Cui Fuhou couldn't help nodding.

The sloppy man in white robe nodded: "But you killed Su Hongyue, so now I'm going to kill you, it's not worth anything."

Marquis Cui's eyes widened.

The palm prints with the big red lotus palms came into view, Cui Fuhou exhausted all his strength and shouted hoarsely.

"Wait a minute!"

The white-robed old fox said blankly, "Ten breaths."

Cui Fuhou took a moment to slap himself, quickly sobered up, looked at the big red lotus in front of him, and took a deep breath.

For ten breaths, he wants to survive, and now there are only nine breaths left.

"I didn't kill Su Hongyue." Cui Fuhou gasped.

"Eight breaths."

"The thirteen lives in Tiansulou were murdered by a dog, and the family rules have already punished them, but the Cui family has no plan for the death of everyone Su in Tiansulou!"

"Five breaths."

"Su Hongyue suffers from tuberculosis, and it was Shu Fen, an actress from Tiansulou, who got the medicine for her."

"Three breaths."

"After Shu Feng left the pavilion, he entered Qichai Houhou's mansion!"

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"Qichaihou is the thirteenth from the left! The thirteenth from the left! The thirteenth from the left!"

Shouting Zuo Shisan three times in a row, Cui Fuhou turned pale, watching the big red lotus slowly withdraw, feeling lingering fear in his heart.

"Thirteen from Left"

Liu Chanqi in white robe silently recited the name, then glanced slightly at Marquis Cui who collapsed on the ground and gasped for breath.

He knelt down and said sadly, "Are you so afraid of death?"

Marquis Cui Fu breathed wildly, watching the big red lotus suddenly appear in front of his eyes, imprinted on his forehead.

Just like that glimpse 16 years ago.

retribution.

In an instant, his eyes widened, and then his throat roared.

The white-robed old fox withdrew his hand with the big red lotus palm print on it, and looked at the man who had lost all breath.

"he died."

Liu Chanqi looked at Cui Fuhou's wide eyes, the pupils were full of horror and bloodshot.

Then he stretched out his hand and closed his eyes for the man who died with regret.

Yi Xiao watched the man in white robe stand up, talking to himself.

"Marquis Cui Fu, you were the only vassal capable of piercing my shoulder with an arrow in the city of Luoyang back then. I admire your courage and look forward to seeing you next time. I thought you would be the next champion Marquis on the battlefield. Invincible, at least you are a Northern Wei Rentu like the mighty Hou Duanhetu, but you never thought that you would not even dare to claim the fief, and you would shrink back in Luoyang all your life and dare not come out."

"Marquis Cui Fu" Liu Chanqi looked at this man indifferently, and suddenly smiled: "You were scared to death by yourself, is it funny?"

(End of this chapter)