Qingling Punishing Heart

Chapter 23: Dead Chess
"Kudden, kudden..."

The sound of footsteps gradually approached my ears, but there was no sign of stopping.

"Shh!"

The two figures brushed past the shoulders of Hindsight, and each walked towards the two grand master chairs on the left and right, as if they hadn't seen him at all.

Afterwards Pao looked up and saw a young man in his early twenties sitting down next to Old Chan.The clothes of the people here are mainly red, but this young man's body is actually wrapped in a black tiger skin.

Hindsight stared at the black tiger skin, and couldn't help swallowing.The luster from the black tiger skin is gray-blue, indicating that it was peeled off alive from a huge black tiger.

At this time, someone on the other side said to the young man in tiger skin:
"Brother Yiqu, since Mr. Hu is benevolent and the second prince is mighty, wouldn't it be better for the two of them to be the sect leader together?"

The one who spoke was the yellow-haired old man who had just sat next to Daoist Yuyang.From his address, it can be known that the young man in tiger skin is Yi Qu among the four priests, and he is the last remaining high priest, Huang Mei.

Yiqu squinted his eyes half-closed and did not respond, the murderous intent contained in his eyes was inadvertently revealed between opening and closing, his expression was like a tiger taking a nap.

"Do it together?" The old man cicada rushed to say: "Old man with yellow brows, although your idea is in line with human feelings, it is obviously against the law of heaven!"

Master Yuyang said proudly: "The way of heaven is a hypocritical trick to explain the teachings! We never talk about the ways of heaven, but only about strength!"

The old cicada sneered, and said word by word:
"Sleeping with Mo Shu's wife is also your strength?"

The sharp words spit out from the mouth of the old cicada, as if every word has a knife edge.Her words revealed the truth, and Master Yuyang was caught off guard.

"What did you say?" Daoist Yuyang pointed at the old Chan's nose and said.

"You know it in your heart."

The dialogue between the two of them caused a burst of laughter from the surroundings.The laughter one after another merged into a huge wave of heat, which slapped the real person Yuyang's face heavily, making him flushed.

Hindsight can't laugh at all.

He was the only one who found out that while everyone was laughing, Yiqu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a black tiger skin on the grand master's chair.

Immediately after, a gap opened out of thin air behind the real Yuyang, and a giant hand twice as thick as ordinary people stretched out from the gap, grabbing a horn on the head of the real Yuyang.

"Ahhhh!"

There was a sudden hiss, which immediately suppressed the noisy laughter.Everyone was stunned by the hiss.

The howl suddenly sounded, and suddenly stopped.The one who screamed was none other than Daoist Yuyang!
A stream of blood flowed down from the hair, the real Yuyang's expression was distorted, and he turned his head with difficulty, only to see a bloody horn floating in front of his eyes.Tender meat and scalp are attached to the root of the horn. It was just a part of his body, but now it is tightly held by a big hand.

Big hands attached to a muscular shirtless body.The blue veins are protruding, indicating that the current owner of this body is in a bad mood.And the one who made him feel so bad was the real Yuyang who had been talking non-stop just now.

At this moment, he curled up and groaned like a lamb bleating for slaughter.

"You say that you don't care about human relationships, but your strength is nothing more than that!"

Yiqu's voice was thick and gloomy, slow and powerful, and the noisy discussions around him were suppressed by this voice.He raised the bleeding horns in front of the real Yuyang, and said in a deep voice:
"I've always wanted to make a dagger out of it."

Master Yuyang held the bloody wound on his head and tremblingly said:
"... Please... take it..."

Yiqu showed a strange expression, half a smile, half a smile, half angry but not angry, and the only thing that people could think of was the word "death".Quietly, the sharp ram's horns were pressed against the throat of the real Yuyang.

Yiqu moved closer to the ear of Master Yuyang and said in a low voice:

"I have to try it first to see if it's sharp enough..."

There was a murderous look in the voice.When Master Yuyang realized it, his horns had already been inserted into his neck.He trembled and covered his throat, but the unstoppable blood still trickled out from between his fingers.

Yiqu pulled out the horn, licked off the blood on it with his tongue, inserted it into his waist, and walked slowly towards his seat.

All the people present were dumbfounded. Several people in the distance had already stood up from their chairs.

The blood of Daoist Yuyang merged into countless red threads, which overflowed and extended like spider webs.One of the red lines flowed to the foot of the hind cannon, bringing a strong smell of blood.

Even breathing became difficult in hindsight.If he had known this earlier, he would be able to spend the rest of his life comfortably just by receiving the bounty, so why should he take Su Ji's place in such a terrible matter.

The old cicada looked at the dead body of the real Yuyang, licked his cat's paw, and said:
"It's another ghost under the skirt, what a pity."

The old Chancellor's tone was a bit mocking, but also a bit regretful.

However, the Taoist with the yellow brows who was sitting next to Master Yuyang had a smile on his face, as if everything that happened around him just now had nothing to do with him.This coldness and calmness is really chilling, but at the moment people's attention is not on Taoist Huangmei, but they are looking at the hindsight in unison.

Once the real Yuyang dies, the "Master of the Xuanling Pavilion" will succeed him as one of the 25 elders. This is the so-called ceremony of enshrining the elders of the Jiejiao.

At this time, there are 12 equal people sitting on the left and right sides. Which side the hindsight falls on will play a crucial role in determining the future candidate for the leader.

At this moment, in hindsight, he suddenly discovered that there was a white-haired young man standing beside Taoist Huangmei, who was actually Hu Jiuye whom Fengqilou met!
In hindsight, he didn't even see when Hu Jiuye came in, but he kept staring at him, and he didn't know what he said to Taoist Huangmei.

Taoist Huang Mei listened, nodded respectfully, and asked for hindsight:
"Master Xuanling Pavilion, may I ask where the Good Fortune Jade Document on Shenhou's body is now?"

Afterwards Pao looked blank for a moment, and asked:
"...The Good Fortune Jade...what is that?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, there was a commotion around him.

Someone shouted loudly: "Without the Good Fortune Jade Document, what's the use of taking back a dead body?"

Someone sneered and said, "If there is no good fortune jade document, then Shen Hou must be a fake!"

……

One after another, scolding and negation reverberated around, making him unable to breathe.He was at a loss, and his two eyeballs began to move restlessly.

"It's true, Shen Hou is absolutely true!" The voice of the hindsight began to tremble, he grabbed Eunuch Bai's clothes, cried and begged: "Eunuch! You know! Tell them quickly, the Shen Hou I brought back is real!" Yes! Quick! Please!"

Eunuch Bai frowned, flung him away like a fly, and said coldly:

"You filthy bastard! The Sa family has long seen that what you brought is a fake! Whoever has the good fortune jade certificate on his body is worthy to be the master of the Xuanling Pavilion!"

The old title cicada fixedly stared at the hindsight, and said:
"The Good Fortune Jade is the token of the Jujiao, and Shenhou will definitely carry it with him. If Shenhou doesn't have it, then there are only two possibilities. One is that the Shenhou you brought back was stolen; You have swallowed the good fortune jade butterfly!"

In hindsight, it suddenly dawned on me that the reason why Mo Shu and Jiang Ying were not present was because there was no good fortune jade card.Both the Lord of Shenguo and the Lord of Jiejiao can be replaced, but there is only one good fortune jade certificate representing the identity of the leader of Jiejiao.

What these people really want is the lost token of the sect leader, as for "looking for Shenhou" is just a cover to deceive people's eyes and ears.

Afterwards, he quickly explained:
"I didn't take it alone! What you want must be in the hands of that kid!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Houpao immediately realized that he had slipped his mouth, but Lao Chan had already heard clearly.She stared at Hindsight's eyes and sneered:

"Then, you also stole Shen Hou from that kid?"

"It wasn't stolen! No..." Hindsight wanted to change his words, but his words were incoherent. He wanted to slap himself, but no matter what he said or did now, it was already "hindsight".

It can be said that success is an afterthought, and defeat is an afterthought, as if he was destined to die on this move.

The old cicada sighed, and said helplessly:
"It seems that if you are not imprisoned in the Linglong Tower Prison, you will not be able to find out the whereabouts of the Creation Jade Book!"

Hearing the words "Linglong Tower Prison", his legs softened instantly in hindsight, and he knelt powerlessly on the ground, no longer quibbling.

"I said! I will tell you the whereabouts of the Creation Jade Document now!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone's eyes lit up, their eyes widened and their ears pricked up.

In hindsight, Pao staggered to the corpse of Daoist Yuyang, turned the head of the corpse, pointed the horns at his throat, and said tremblingly:

"I know your methods. If it falls into your hands, death is better than life!"

As the hindsight said, he gritted his teeth and inserted his neck into the remaining horn of Master Yuyang!
Seeing the afterthought, none of the people stepped forward to stop it, and none of them exclaimed, as indifferent as seeing a dead fly.

As an afterthought when he was dying, he remembered Su Ji's last meaningful smile in Fengqi Tower, and remembered that he said that this might be a deadly move, but he didn't expect to be hit by his words.

Did Su Ji already count all of this?
Or is it all just a bureau laid by Su Ji?

The answers to these questions, as a dead pawn, will never be known in hindsight.The last thing he heard before he died was Eunuch Bai's shrill voice:

"Marquis Shen has already proven his integrity, and the Jade Book of Good Fortune is in the city. Please trouble the high priests to quickly find the real Master of the Xuanling Pavilion!"

(End of this chapter)