Evil fairy is rare

Chapter 396 Extra Story: Fu Jiushu ([-])

The chaos of the Ming Dynasty did not end with the death of Emperor Chongzhen. On the third day of May in the 17th year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty, Ma Shiying, Shi Kefa and others were entrusted to Mingfu King Zhu Yousong to supervise the country in Nanjing.May [-]th is the emperor's throne, and the reign name is Hongguang, that is, Nanming.Ma Shiying and others have made meritorious support, controlled the government, used the remnants of the eunuch party, corrupted the law with corruption, and confronted Gao Hongtu and other Donglin remnants.

Later, King Gui of the Tang Dynasty conquered the world together. However, there were many internal contradictions. The political forces of various factions attacked each other. The peasant army was also squeezed out and attacked. In the area, the flames of war have not affected much.

This was originally a land of prosperity, with abundant rain and pleasant scenery of Fireworks and Willow Lane.A sour scholar drank too much wine, hovered around the road until night, looked at the closed wine shops, and hurriedly ordered two or two more drinks, and bought a catty of peeled peanuts at the roadside vendor, and ate while drinking , to a small bridge.

Looking at the flowing water on the small bridge, I wanted to compose a poem, but I raised my arms for a long time without uttering a word, and finally fell drunk, leaning against the bridge pier, and couldn't stop thinking.

"Brother, is it an excuse to drink wine?"

"Huh?" He looked up, and saw a man who was born in a good country, and passed the jug over, "Drink, Daming's last drop of wine."

He drank too much wine, kept the door open, and began to talk nonsense.

"Xiucai, you drank too much. Don't tell others what you said. If others hear it, you will be dragged to beheaded." He lifted the jug and took a swig. Xiucai stood up and looked at his waist. A long sword with blood on the tip, could not help frowning.

"Can't I say that? Didn't the Great Ming be destroyed by that headstrong king? If he knows how to use people well, what's the use? Selling it from the wine shop is still Daming's wine, who will know tomorrow, whether the world will change his house!"

After hearing what he said, the man looked around with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but it was late at night and there were not many passers-by, so he shouted loudly, but few people paid attention.The two stood still, when they suddenly saw seven or eight officers and soldiers rushing out from the side door of the inn, carrying guns and axes, shouting: "Where did the rebellious officials come from, playing wild here?"

At this moment, four officers and soldiers sprang out from the opposite side, and rushed up the small bridge, they didn't have any weapons in their hands, but they were quick in movement, their clothes were windy, and their martial arts were quite good.Seeing this situation, the man wanted to get away alone, but he couldn't, so he simply stood still and watched the changes.

The scholar sneered and said, "Mr. Jun is full of official style, and his official accent sounds good. May I ask you, are you the officials of Emperor Ming, or Emperor Houjin? Or are you officials of King Fu, King Tang, and King Gui?"

The leading officer was very angry when he heard the scholar's sarcasm, and couldn't help but blushed, "If you speak lies, you are a traitor, let me take it down!"

He took the lead, and rushed forward quickly, his grasping technique was both ruthless and skillful, he leaped up and grabbed the man's scabbard, thinking that he would definitely grab it back, then he used his energy to push diagonally to the left, followed by grasping and then to the right.Unexpectedly, the man immediately grabbed the hilt of the sword, and with a swipe sound, a cold light came out of the box.

The officer snatched the scabbard with his right hand, but two fingers of his left hand were cut off by the dagger. Under the severe pain, he dropped the scabbard and stepped aside.

Frightened in his heart, he took a closer look at this person, "Heaven, earth, sun and moon, gathering yin and turning yang, who are you?"

Hearing what he said, the man sneered, "Unexpectedly, when I walked to the bridge, I was thirsty and borrowed a drink, and I would meet a warlock. You really know how to hide and can see you anywhere. If that's the case, leave your head, Let me honor Master!"

But seeing him swinging the long sword, the blue light surged, and the sword was dotted with flowers, like falling flowers, scattered in all directions, and in an instant, two more soldiers were injured.

For a while, he was so excited that he protected the scholar, stabbed several people in succession, and fell to the ground.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the officer turned around and wanted to run, but the man didn't wait for him to turn around and raise his leg, he gave a hissing sound, the tip of the sword couldn't help trembling when it went out, and when he stabbed straight through the chest, the officer saw that his sword stroke was full of feet, and he stabbed very urgently, Hastily turned sideways to dodge, but he still pierced his chest with a sword, and the intestines in his stomach fell to the ground.

"What's your relationship with Fu Jiushu?" After he finished speaking, he collapsed to the ground, his eyes wide open, rather unwilling.

The man sneered, took the scabbard from his hand, and put the sword into the scabbard, "The brat who is arrogant is also worthy of mentioning my master's name."

Going to see the scholar again, he was in a cold sweat, hunched over looking at the corpses on the ground, his legs were shaking.I'm afraid I'll be so scared that I'm sober.

He walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go, you are talking nonsense, and you have caused this fatal disaster. Fortunately, I passed by, otherwise your life will be lost. Follow me to see the master. When you learn some sword skills, you will be killed." I have more than enough."

"Ah——! Killing!" The scholar panicked, flung his arms away, and ran away exclaiming.

The man was startled, seeing him yelling madly, gradually running away, smiling and shaking his head, this scholar is too timid.

"Catch him back to me and wait for me in the ruined temple in the south of the city." He shouted, slightly hoarse but full of courage. He turned around and saw the coffin, white clothes, and a pair of phoenix eyes. who is it.

"Yes." The man raised his sword and went.

Fu Jiushu caressed the coffin lightly, let out a long sigh, and took a step towards the south with the coffin on his back. He disappeared in an instant, and in a blink of an eye, he had already crossed the bridge and headed towards the ruined temple in the south of the city.

Just as it was raining lightly, Fu Jiushu became more anxious and rushed straight into the ruined temple. He saw the statue of Yue Fei in the temple, but it was dilapidated.

Hearing the sound of the rain getting louder, he wondered if it would take some time for Wei Xiujie to catch the scholar, so he gently placed the coffin horizontally in the temple, pinched his sleeve with his right hand, and carefully wiped the cracked coffin lid, " It was my carelessness that caused you to get caught in the rain."

Inside the coffin was the body of his wife, You Zixin.

After wiping, he sat leaning against the coffin, staring at the dusty futon in the temple, startled.

Recalling the day when Fu Jiuchen died, he finally stopped him from continuing to kill. The battle outside the blood hole of the Soul Eater Mansion was even more thrilling. Fu Jiuchen's four wives were desperate.

Feeling ashamed in his heart, he fled all the way, heading towards Suzhou and Hangzhou, not daring to step into the fairyland again, and hid like this for a few months, then he took Wei Xiujie as his apprentice and taught him swordsmanship so that he could teach him to inquire about the news outside.

"Zixin, do you know? Actually, I'm not afraid of them, but I can't die. If I die, who will protect your coffin?"

he muttered to himself.

At that time, I had set a command to kill, causing everyone to hide when they saw him, and the school of ghost hunting disappeared. I heard that there were Zhao Yan and other disciples from outlying islands, and they all disappeared. I am afraid that they were implicated and killed by me.

The good successors of the Immortal Territory have also disappeared.

And Sun En's warlocks were hidden in the courts of the market from the beginning, killing them endlessly.Everyone wanted to destroy the coffin in his hand, so as to teach Sun En on the hero's tomb to be free.

We need to find a way to cut off Sun En's communication with his warlocks, once and for all.

At that time, even if you give your life back to Jiuchen, it will be worth it.

Thinking of this, he reached out and touched the coffin again. Jiu Chen was right, unless Sun En died, you couldn't live.

"Master!"

Wei Xiujie ran into the temple while slipping the scholar with one hand, "I brought him back."

"Hero, uh, Grandpa Xianzun, let me go." Xiucai's eyelids twitched wildly, kneeling in front of Fu Jiushu with weak legs.

"Let you go. Tomorrow you will be decapitated and killed a warlock. After a while, someone will kill you." Fu Jiushu said coldly.

"I didn't kill the man, it was him!" Xiucai pointed at Wei Xiujie and shouted.

"Who knows?" Fu Jiushu raised his eyebrows, "Xiu Jie, what happened outside?"

"Master, Shen Ningzhu broke into Warlock's headquarters in the north and gathered a group of desperadoes. Leng Youxi went to the south and also controlled some bandits."

"Okay, I see, they want to use the power of the warlock to find me."

"But it seems that I found it first." A soft and charming voice came, a woman was wearing a red dress, with an extremely beautiful face, it would not be an exaggeration to say that the beauty of the country is beyond the reach of all women!

The bell on her body rang, and she fell lightly in front of the ruined temple door, like a nine-day fairy.

"Qingcheng" Fu Jiushu looked at Meng Qingcheng in front of him, "I'm sorry for Jiuchen." He put one hand on the coffin in front of him.

"Hehe, I, Meng Qingcheng, don't have much awareness of this matter. When my husband was still alive, he once told us that he would show his ambition with death and ask you to wake up. But they can't make it so easy."

What she said was rather cryptic, but Fu Jiushu frowned, "What do you mean?"

"He does not belong to a demon in the world. I discussed with my sisters that if we want to eliminate the threat of warlocks, we can only go all out and start from the root cause. As long as we destroy all parts of warlocks, warlocks will exist in name only."

"If you don't kill Sun En, it doesn't matter how many other people kill." Fu Jiushu closed his eyes, "If that's the case, are you here to make peace with me?"

"That's what my sister meant."

"What does your master mean? She is full of tricks, and only she can come up with such a method. On the surface, it is to fight with the warlocks and chase my whereabouts, but in fact it is to divide them?" Fu Jiushu said.

"Yes, let them fight ghosts. Since warlocks take it as their duty to eliminate ghosts, we let it be and let them digest it themselves."

"Don't you blame me for killing Jiuchen?"

".Don't mention the past. That's what my husband meant when he was alive." Her expression darkened, "If he was still alive, he would definitely not see Sun En as powerful."

"You sisters really have fantastic ideas. Since this is the case, I have nothing to say. What do you want me to do?"

Meng Qingcheng glanced at Wei Xiujie and the scholar, "Escape, the more cleverly you escape, the better. If Daming circles around, I'm afraid all the warlocks will be wiped out."

"I'm a rough man. I don't agree to what you say. I have already arrived in Suzhou and Hangzhou, and now I am going to worship the priest. Whatever you want, just do it. If you want me to escape, how can I do it? "

The corner of Fu Jiushu's mouth curled into a wicked smile, "Qingcheng, you and I have a very close friendship, remembering the friendship in the past, take care of Zixin's coffin for me, don't let her be damaged, send her back to the water palace."

"Jiushu." Meng Qingcheng's face changed, and he said with a smile: "You are going to do something that is messed up? You don't agree with me, and I have to take care of other things. How can I have this spare time to help you?" Take care of a coffin!"

She pretended to be angry and walked away.

"See, Yasha, even if you're dead, you're still a hot potato, no one dares to pick it up." Fu Jiushu forced out a smile.

It had been a long time since she died, and he didn't show a smile. When he came to Suzhou and Hangzhou, he came to pay homage to the master, and then went to the Hero's Tomb to find Sun En's hiding place.

The fairyland has been completely destroyed, this is the responsibility that I cannot escape!
"Xiu Jie, teach him some basic skills. I'll go to worship the master." He gently carried the coffin on his back, watching the drizzle that gradually stopped outside the temple.

The only way to stabilize the world is to destroy Sun En.

Thinking of Mo Zhen'er dying in front of the graves of Mu Yinghan and Shen Yixian, how could he find Yu Xingzhou's grave?Thinking of Master's name in his heart, he walked back to Mu Yinghan's grave, but Mo Zhen'er's body had long since disappeared.He chopped a big rock, engraved the name of the master, and piled up an empty tomb in front of the two graves. If the master really turns into a lonely ghost and wanders outside, it must be very pitiful.

He placed some offerings and looked at the nearby Feng Shui, surrounded by mountains on three sides and facing water on one side, this place was the place Shen Yixian had decided on.

He put the coffin aside, knelt on the grass in front of the grave, soft and comfortable, looking at the stele, vividly remembering the past with Master.

"Master, Qin Er is here to see you."

Taking out the melons, fruits and pastries from the food box, and placing them in front of the grave one by one, the long-lost tears fell instantly.

"Master, I couldn't find you. I thought you were most worried about me. I built this tomb for you. When you find me, you will have a place to live."

Touching the bluestone tombstone, there is the name of the tomb carved by himself on it, the tomb of Yu Xingzhou - the unworthy disciple Fu Jiushuli.

"Zixin and I are fine. Jiuchen is already protecting Master at this time. His wives have treated us well, so you can rest assured. By the way, Master, I have accepted a Jin Yiwei as an apprentice. Although he is physically handicapped, his personality is more upright, and there is also a newly recruited scholar, I think he has some integrity, and I am not alone."

He took out a jug of sake, filled the silver-plated wine cup, and slowly poured it into the green grass in front of the grave.

He sat in front of the tombstone, leaning his head on the stone tablet, letting the wind blow his hair.The wind whirred, as if speaking to him.

Looking at the dark red coffin that has been worn a lot, the color of the coffin has faded, and shed another burst of tears.

Suddenly, there was a faint whimpering sound in the wind, intermittent and ethereal.

This sobbing sound is not like a man, it seems to be a woman, the master speaks full of anger, even if he is a ghost, he will never cry so tactfully.

Looking along the road, there are ashes of burnt paper money on the hillside over there. I can't help but feel sad. Although this place is a treasured place of geomantic omen, there are graves everywhere. I don't know who it is, just like myself, who came to worship the ancestors.

Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat. In the middle of the night, ordinary people don't worship during the day, and who, like me, comes to visit the grave after heavy rain?
He couldn't hide his curiosity, gently carried the coffin on his back, and searched for the crying place.

(End of this chapter)