Fu Canglu

Chapter 562

There was a strong wind and snow, and the Darong Temple trembled.

Time seemed to stand still.

The entire monastery was empty, all the monks went to Lanling City with the mission, and the only one who came, apart from His Highness, was Yi Xiaoan.

The door was closed tightly, and Yi Xiaoan was blocked from the door.

The black layman's clothes fluttered in the wind. Yi Xiaoan stood outside the door without pushing the door. He tied the two black horses under the tree outside the temple, and propped up his oil-paper umbrella, standing quietly in the wind and snow, waiting The door of the temple opened.

She looked at the Darong Temple, and among the ancient atmosphere, there seemed to be some irrational aura, like a monster, and like a ghost, terrifying, and the monstrous hatred of those auras could be smelled even through a wall meaning.

"It turned out to be the statue of Tan Tuo of my little brother."

She murmured softly: "You evil spirits should have been robbed forever in the gate of hell and perished for thousands of years. Now there is only a wall separating you from the human world. No wonder you are so crazy."

The corners of the woman's lips raised slightly, and she said with a smile, "It's just that you, who seem to hate the person who oppresses you so much, can't get out. Even if you get out, you won't be able to do anything to him."

Yes.

Those evil spirits were like crazy, constantly attacking the courtyard wall of the Darong Temple. Even Yi Xiaoan, who was standing outside the temple, could sense the evil aura in the ghost gate, stacking layers upon layers, but You can never break through the prison, you can only be trapped in the statue of Tan Tuo Bodhisattva.

These evil spirits naturally want to rush out of here.

But even if you try your best, you will never be able to fulfill your wish.

So they hate a person very much.

People who suppress ghosts.

The outside of the temple is peaceful, with red walls and white snow, and I don't know how long it has passed inside the temple.

Yi Xiaoan waited until the door opened.

His Highness walked out of the temple.

Through Xiao Chongding's back, one can see the white light in the Buddhist hall, all ghosts restrained, a young monk sitting on the futon, hands clasped, with innocent eyebrows, eyes closed and sitting quietly, with a demeanor like a mountain.

Yi Xiaoan asked with a smile: "What did little senior brother tell you?"

Xiao Chongding raised his head and glanced at the black-robed girl in front of him, frowned and said with some doubts: "I said everything, but I didn't say anything."

"I seem to have forgotten everything."

His Majesty looked back at Qingshi, and saw that the cold in his body was gone, and he was no longer tortured as he remembered. Now the Buddha's light shines all over, like a cure for a disease.

But no matter how hard he tried to think, he couldn't remember what just happened in the Buddhist temple.

Yi Xiaoan sent himself a small section of the road all the way to Chuyangguan Valley.

When the woman in the black lay robe saw her off, she asked, "Your Highness, are you going to Lujia Town?"

Xiao Chongding said exactly.

Yi Xiao'an lowered his eyebrows and said seriously: "Lu Jia has blood, His Highness can do it for himself."

His Highness was startled.

Lu Jia is bloody.

In the heavy snow in Lujia Town, there is indeed a faint color of blood, flowing out from the threshold of the Santo's Mansion in a serpentine shape, dyeing a dark red path in front of the Santo's Mansion.

King Xining stood in the mansion, and the accompanying masters stood outside the city lord's mansion as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Stormy night moves.

On the two rows of eaves outside the City Lord's Mansion, one after another black figures gradually appeared.

A little snow fell on their bodies, their eyebrows and beards were all white, and they were holding arm crossbows. At this moment, one hand was pressed on their forearms, and they slowly pointed the ready-to-fire crossbow arrows at the man in the open space of the city lord's mansion.

Gu Shengcheng's voice was not loud.

All within hearing.

"If I say that I didn't kill the man, would you believe it?"

King Xining shook his head.

"In that case." The new owner of the Western Regions smiled and said, "Then it's on me."

Gu Shengcheng raised his head, glanced over the eaves in the distance, and asked softly: "I'm a guest from afar, you want to kill me, why don't you let me fight back?"

The king of Xining looked solemn and raised his arms, so the two rows of crossbowmen behind him on the eaves slowly put down the arrows.

"Marquis of Huaiyang!"

Gu Shengcheng suddenly raised his voice, his voice was like a knife like a cold wind, blowing through people's bones, he stretched out a finger, and with a "poof", the two long swords inserted under Huaiyanghou's ribs were pulled out with a clang, and were caught by the invisible giant After pulling out the force, two sword lights streaked across the air and returned to Gu Shengcheng's feet.

"He wants to kill me."

"So I killed him."

Gu Shengcheng asked in a calm voice, "That's it."

King Xining narrowed his eyes, and accompanied by Gu Shengcheng's pointing fingers and drawing his sword, the Marquis of Huaiyang, who was nailed to the wall beside him, fell to the ground with a "bang". The body was still warm, but the two long swords were drawn came out, but there was no blood.

As the largest feudal lord in the northern territory of Qi and Liang, King Xining vaguely felt that this matter was not as simple as he thought.

The cause of Huaiyang Hou's death is a bit strange.

So many people present died almost at the same time, besides the powerful Gu Shengcheng, who else could do this scene?
All died of bleeding from the seven orifices.

Such a cause of death can only be achieved by a great cultivator with a strong origin force and a rich foundation, who can use his vitality to press the acupoints.

King Xining frowned and took a deep breath.

He raised his head and looked at Gu Shengcheng who was standing in the heavy snow.

The City Lord's Mansion in Lujia Town originally thought that there was no snow to fall because of the demon power, but now there is already a thin layer of snow on the ground.

Wearing light clothes, Gu Shengcheng lowered his eyebrows and said, "Prince Xining, you and I both want peace. You might as well wait a little longer before the Lanling City mission arrives."

He raised his head, looked slowly towards a certain direction of the mahogany eaves of the City Lord's Mansion, and murmured, "What do you think?"

Mahogany eaves.

Seeing that oppressive gaze, Yanzhi groaned, her voice almost escaped, her mouth was firmly covered by a big hand, she subconsciously wanted to struggle, but the person behind her stuck up at some point, With great force, he cut his hands back, pressed them tightly, and then lowered his voice to the lowest level, and said viciously: "Are you crazy and don't want to live anymore?!"

Yanzhi turned her head and was shocked to see Huang Hou's face.

Little Marquis An Le gave her a vicious look at first, until she dared not make a sound, then slowly let go of the hand covering her delicate red lips, and made a gesture of not moving in front of his own lips.

"'He' has already seen us." Huang Hou squinted his eyes and said thoughtfully: "Nowadays, there are many great practitioners in the Spring and Autumn Period, and Gu Shengcheng, who is the new master of the Western Regions, should be included in the top five. The great general is not his opponent."

Yanzhi gritted her teeth and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Huang Hou smiled frivolously and silently, and said in a very soft voice, "Beauty Yanzhi, what are you doing here?"

Yanzhi's complexion suddenly changed when she heard these words, she quickly glanced around, and saw that she was not disguised as a man, at this moment the looseness of her chest that had lost restraint, and her curvy body were all under the tightness of the night clothes Unreservedly revealed, and seeing Huang Hou's malicious eyes, he cursed angrily: "It's none of your business, apprentice!"

The voices of the two were intense, but no one dared to really speak out.

Just as Huang Hou reminded me just now.

With Gu Shengcheng's cultivation base, within a radius of ten feet, no matter what happens, it is impossible to avoid his eyes and ears.

I'm afraid he has already seen where he is with the glance he cast before.

Yanzhi witnessed the scene from Huaiyang Hou's arrival to his death, the shock in her heart couldn't be more shocking, her expression was in a trance without realizing it, if Huang Hou hadn't just covered herself and was distracted by Gu Shengcheng's gaze, she would have called out Come on, reveal your identity.

"listen"

Huang Hou took a deep breath, and said solemnly in her ear, "You and I both saw the death of Huaiyang Hou."

Yanzhi looked at the young master Anle behind him.

"The Marquis of Huaiyang wants to force His Majesty to go to war with the Western Regions." Huang Hou took another breath and tried to keep his voice steady: "It's ridiculous that he even did such a thing at all."

Yanzhi couldn't agree more.

absurd.

It's really ridiculous.

There are only nineteen Dao realms in Qiliang.

As the master of the entire Dao Realm, Huaiyanghou, what thoughts do you have? You can write to Lanling City and tell His Majesty in person, why do you have to do such extreme things?
"The Marquis of Huaiyang died, and a prince of Qi Liang died. This is a very big thing." Huang Hou squinted his eyes and said word by word: "This means that if the Western Regions want peace, it is no longer so important." Easy."

"If the great feudal lord of the northern border, King Xining, dies here again, there is no doubt that His Majesty will be furious and directly send troops to break the border of the Western Regions."

"But the truth."

Yanzhi pointed to the fallen corpse in the city lord's mansion, and said with a little perplexity, "Hou Huaiyang is."

"It was suicide."

Huang Hou lowered his eyebrows and said with a smile: "What? Do you want to jump out now and tell the truth to the King of Xining?"

"How do you explain why you saw this scene?"

"How do you explain your clothes?"

Yanzhi closed her mouth.

"The reason why Gu Shengcheng didn't kill us is because we saw the truth." Huang Hou narrowed his eyes, looked at the man standing in the open space of the City Lord's Mansion, and said slowly: "But we can't jump out, absolutely not now."

Yanzhi looked at Huanghou.

"Yanzhi."

Huang Hou suddenly sniffed and said with a smile, "Why are you so fragrant?"

Yanzhi's cheeks flushed instantly, her voice became unstable with anger, and she uttered a word in anger, Huang Hou smiled even more: "You want to kill someone?"

Yanzhi didn't speak.

"With your cultivation, can you kill Gu Shengcheng?"

"Give you ten times more vitality, can you hurt a hair on him?"

Yanzhi was silent.

Huanghou said in a steady voice: "Pingyaosi Xuansi Xiaoxianshi Yanzhi, his family comes from Lujia Town. In the 11th year of the Spring and Autumn Period, Lujia was haunted by a big demon. Your family was destroyed, and then you went to Fengsui Great Wall to Pingyaosi, leaving behind the only one. A case."

"Your master died in a mission in the Western Regions in the 13th year of the Spring and Autumn Period. After that, there will be no Rouge in this world, only Yanzhi."

"Your parents died at the hands of Yaozu."

"Your master also died at the hands of Yaozu."

"If you guessed correctly, you have neither relatives nor old friends in Lujia Town, because they all died at the hands of the Yaozu."

Huang Hou looked dignified, and said softly, "Is that why you want revenge?"

Yanzhi bit her lip tightly, even bleeding.

She closed her eyes, and the night in the 11th year of Spring and Autumn came to mind.

On a snowy night, Lujia Town.

The light of blood emerges, unforgettable.

(End of this chapter)