"I finally confirmed that my mother's body is hidden in Lingxiao Villa."
"Then let's──!"
"Lingxiao Villa has a profound foundation. How can we reveal Mu Huaxiao's mask in front of the world? Don't worry, we must bring mother back, but you must not have any accidents."
"Me?" Ruan Xianbei vaguely thought of something.
"Mu Huaxiao wants to resurrect the mother..."
...
Cangshan.
Taoist Priest Yuan Zhen and his three disciples were in the room. Cheng Suisui and Fang Qiya were sitting, and Shen Xuan stood upright, and the atmosphere was a bit serious.
"Speaking of Mu Huaxiao's desire to resurrect Kou Junxin, her only daughter Ruan Xianbei is the most important part of it. A long time ago, there was a forbidden spell that defied the heavens and said that you can use the blood of your loved ones to resurrect the dead, but this This has never been proven in practice.
During the more than a year when Mu Huaxiao imprisoned Ruan Xianbei, he experimented on Ruan Xianbei many times. At the same time, he would draw her blood at intervals, and found many women who were similar to her, or artificially created many women who were similar to him. woman.
In order to preserve Jun Xin's body, he used a lot of rare heavenly materials and earthly treasures... and there was only one chance for this forbidden technique. If it failed, there would be no chance again. Based on our speculation, he once wanted to use someone else to replace Ruan Xianbei, but in the end he found that only Ruan Xianbei's own blood had the highest chance of success. "
"Oh my god, Ruan Ruan is so miserable..." Cheng Suisui drooped his head, feeling unhappy for his sisters. He didn't expect Ruan Ruan to be so heartless all day, and his childhood was so miserable.
Yuan Zhen sighed, feeling a little helpless, "If he could be the owner of Lingxiao Villa with peace of mind, he shouldn't tell you these things. But his ambitions are far more than that, and Mu Huaxiao's actions have become bigger and bigger in recent days. ...He waited for twelve years and started the storm again. If it wasn't because Jun Xin's body preservation time limit is about to expire, I can't think of any other reason."
"There is a reason why Lingxiao Villa can firmly occupy the position of the four major sects in the world. Lingxiao Villa has a profound foundation and a very high reputation. Mu Huaxiao has secretly developed so much power over the years. If he takes action rashly, he will beat him down. .”
"Master, there is something unknown about my disciple. Why did you not participate in it even though you knew it before, and now you are involved in these things again after so long?" Fang Qiya asked.
"Sister, I think Master may have discovered his conscience - ah! Master hurts so much!"
Cheng Suisui received an air bullet and covered his forehead, his head was about to swell! Junqu Pavilion
Yuan Zhen gave her a look and said helplessly: "There are only a few people who know the inside story. I only went to find out the truth because of the sacrifice of my nephew. Almost all the people involved in the incident were silenced. Wait until I get better. It’s easy to find some information. At that time, Mu Huaxiao’s position was already very stable, and the various sects also needed a rest. Now..."
The nephews Yuan Zhen mentioned were Shen Xuan's parents, Shen Zhuoran and Lin Shu. Both of them died in that battle. Shen Xuan was still young at that time, and when he knew that his parents had passed away, he felt like he had grown up overnight. The little young master who grew up as a handsome young man gradually developed into a taciturn iceberg.
Shen Xuan looked as usual, and then the master said half of what he said: "Now Mu Huaxiao's hand is stretched too far, and his chess pieces are hidden in various sects of all sizes. After what happened at the Martial Arts Association, the other sect leaders have long been unable to sit still. They are worried that they will be assassinated and controlled at some point, and they are afraid that they will become the next Ruan Yi."
As the saying goes, even if a sparrow is well-equipped, no matter how small a mosquito's legs are, they are still meat. Anyone who can be the leader of one's own is a person with certain strength. Who is born to be servile and likes to be inferior to others?
No matter how small or unpopular your sect is, you still have the final say. Will you be happy until someone else takes it into your own hands and become a puppet?
Shen Xuan inevitably thought about the incident with Qianshan Sect. The leader of Qianshan Sect knew clearly that the murderer might be Lei Shi but still subconsciously helped him hide it. His attitude changed from determined to pay with his life to negotiating compensation, with the lives of his disciples. In exchange for vital interests and the development of the sect, it is indeed something they can do.
"If it hadn't infringed on my own interests, would I have stayed on the sidelines?" Fang Qiya asked.
The answer to this question is
Obviously, even Yuan Zhen can't do anything about it.
Is the right path really right?
Right.
But people always have selfish desires, and it is impossible for a person to live his whole life without making plans for himself.
Everyone has their own difficulties. Not only do they have to take care of themselves, but there are also sect forces behind them, which can affect the whole body. The relationship between them is far from being as simple as it seems on the surface.
There are not only two colors in this world: black and white. Just like the right path will breed darkness in the shadows.
And people who are excluded from the righteous path are not necessarily so bad.
"Master, how many people know about this?" Cheng Suisui asked.
"I, Leyin, Qingyun."
"That means Cangshan Mountain, Mahayana Temple and Ten Thousand Flowers Valley?" Fang Qiya understood.
"No, for example, I will only tell you these things, and will not announce them to everyone in the sect. As for what you want to do, that is also your business. Other sect leaders are not fools, more or less. I can guess a little bit, but I just want to say that at least the three of us will not order an attack on the Demon Cult, and we old guys will not get involved in this matter unless it is absolutely necessary, and I believe Mu Huaxiao will not do it himself."
After Yuan Zhen said this, Fang Qiya understood that Master and the others would only work together to maintain peace and tranquility in the world, and others would not participate too much.
But the same cannot be said for others.
This demonic sect is not that demonic sect, but the world doesn’t know it.
Eradicating the Demon Cult can gain huge reputation.
Exposing Mu Huaxiao's affairs can also gain huge reputation.
Choose one end of the scale or the other?
"You can tell her these things, but I think she should already know." Yuan Zhen said.
"Mu Huaxiao may not end up personally, but he must be very eager to pull the strings." Shen Xuan said with cold eyes, "Because she only has three days left."
Taoist Priest Yuan Zhen raised his tone and asked, "How do you say this? You didn't write about this in the letter you sent back."
"Well, I thought this matter was of great importance, so I didn't write it in the letter."
Shen Xuan paused and said, "At that time, we met a senior Tiankui after falling off the cliff. The senior said that her blood was highly poisonous, and that someone else would have died of the poison long ago. Fortunately, Ah Ruan Bones was surprised that this poison had become one with her, and it even helped her grow her cultivation to a certain extent. Although she had lived well until now, it was difficult for her body's organs to continue to withstand its own toxicity. Within three days, If it cannot be detoxified, it will cause death.”
"You met Tian Kui underground? Are you sure it's Tian Kui?" Yuan Zhen's expression was indescribably weird. He didn't know whether it was because of Shen Xuan's name for Ruan Xianbei or because of what he said.
Because Yuan Zhen's tone sounded as familiar as if he knew him.
"That is indeed what the senior claimed to be. He also washed A Ruan's meridians and cut her marrow to help her break through to the first level. Is there any problem, Master?"
"He didn't help you improve your cultivation?" Yuan Zhen's tone turned out to be somewhat curious.
"Senior said that not everyone can use this, and I'm not suitable."
Yuan Zhen snorted, "He still has a conscience. If it's him, what he said is probably true."
"Master, why did Senior Tiankui say that he can only live underground? Is it some special cultivation technique?" Cheng Suisui asked, tilting her head. She had heard so many secrets today that her head was hard to turn.
"no."
There was a look of memories in Yuan Zhen's eyes, but he didn't expect that he was still alive.
Tiankui was not originally called Tiankui, but Tianzhen. He was the youngest junior disciple of Yuan Zhen and their generation.
The teacher has been very clever and mischievous since he was a child, but he is also extremely talented and can practice with twice the result with half the effort, leaving everyone behind.
In the extra time, he went down the mountain to play around, making everyone angry and envious.
After more than twenty days, I finally decided to have fun and met the woman I was destined to be.
Tianzhen fell in love with a female disciple from the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, and the two were a couple of gods and gods that envied others.
But the good times did not last long. God seemed to have left good luck to him in the first half of his life. Not long after the two got married, his wife contracted a strange disease. He had no choice but to watch in despair as his young wife withered away day by day as if she had been drained of life.
Although Tianzhen was the youngest, his cultivation at that time was the highest among his brothers. In order to save the one he loved, he went against the will of heaven and used divination and stargazing methods to compete with the way of heaven. He used celestial phenomena to blind the eye of the sky to create The illusion of his wife's death was used in exchange for a glimmer of hope, and he was backlashed by heaven for violating heaven's rules.
Although his wife was saved, from now on whenever he appeared on the ground, he would attract countless thunders, so they had no choice but to hide underground.
"But we didn't see anyone else that time, only Senior Tiankui." Shen Xuan said.
There was some regret in Yuan Zhen's tone, "Oh, of course it is. Who can endure such a long period of loneliness and no sight of the sun? The thunder from the sky only struck Tian Tian, and his wife was not affected. After a few years, he Unable to bear the fact that the two of them fell in love and tortured each other, he divorced the woman. His wife went out to marry someone else and have children. She would visit him every once in a while and regularly drop off some food and clothing expenses. He. Just like this, more than ten years later, his wife still passed away due to frailty."
"The innocent wife wrote her last letter before she died. She had no way to see him again and was afraid that her children would not be able to handle the matter, so she entrusted her children with his whereabouts and this letter and gave it to us. Only then did we know that he was He did not die and brought the news to him. From that day on, he changed his name to Tiankui."
"He inexplicably told me that day that he couldn't die yet and there were still important things to do, but he didn't say anything. I don't know if he had seen what would happen in the future from that time."
Yuan Zhen hadn't recalled so many things for a long time, and he was a little tired after talking about this. He smiled at the three apprentices and said: "According to seniority, you have to call him uncle, when we meet again next time Remember to say hello to him."
"Alright, you guys should go back after talking so much. My mouth is dry after lectures, and remembering the ancients is also very energy-consuming. I have to rest now. If you have any questions, come back and ask me in two days." Yuan Zhen waved his hand and started. Drive people away and let them take a rest.
"Master, please have a good rest. Disciple, please leave."
The three of them went out and the other two looked at Shen Xuan together. Cheng Suisui sighed, Ruan Ruan is so pitiful, the senior brother is also pitiful, and Uncle Tianzhen is so miserable...
"Let's all go back and rest. We'll talk tomorrow." Shen Xuan said. They also needed to digest this information.
He looked at the moon on Cangshan Mountain, thinking about the first time he saw Ruan Xianbei, and his lips curled up, and then the smile faded as he thought of something.
Twenty taels of silver was a bit too small, but in modern times it was still around eight thousand to ten thousand yuan.
At present, an ordinary soldier in the Yu Dynasty can only earn one tael of silver per month at most, and a centurion can earn three taels of silver per month.
Maybe he will accept it.
In addition, Qin Hu is also planning to draw a big pie for Li Xiaokun. After all, Qin Hu used to have money.
Now it depends on whether he and Qin An can survive the night.
"Little Marquis, I may not be able to survive. I'm so hungry, my hands and feet are frozen with cold." Qin An said in a daze.
"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi, hold on, hold on, you can't stay still, get up and run, that's the only way you can survive."
In fact, Qin Hu himself is in trouble. Although he was a special soldier in his previous life, this body is not what he used to be. All he has now is a perseverance.
"Wait!"
Qin Hu's eyes were like cold stars, and he suddenly shouted in a low voice. A reflection and a rustling sound that appeared just ten meters away from the camp aroused his alertness.
With the professional sense of smell of a special scout, he felt that it was the enemy.
But should we notify Li Xiaokun?
Qin Hu hesitated a little. What if he saw it wrong? You know, his current physical condition is completely different from before.
just in case
If a false alarm causes night terrors or camp roars, if someone takes advantage of it, they will be killed without mercy.
"Xiao Anzi, hand me the bow and arrow."
Qin Hu crawled under the carriage and whispered.
But Qin An's next words scared him so much that he almost jumped up.
"Bow and arrow, what are bow and arrow?"
What, there are no bows and arrows in this era?
Qin Hu looked around and found a wooden stick with a sharpened top placed under the wheel. It was two meters long. It was thick at the handle and became thinner as it went up.
The more I look at it, the more it looks like a weapon.
Wooden gun, this is the iconic building of the cannon fodder.
"Come closer, come closer..." After a few breaths, Qin Hu was sure that he was right.
The other party may be the enemy's scouts, called scouts in this era. They are trying to enter the camp and conduct reconnaissance.
Of course, if conditions permit, you can also poison, set fire to, or perform a beheading operation.
"one two three……"
He and Qin An lay motionless on the ground until then, he suddenly jumped up and threw the wooden spear as a javelin.
"puff!"
It was impossible for the scout to wear armor because he had difficulty moving, so the shot pierced his chest directly.
Following Qin Hu, he picked up the wooden gun belonging to Qin An, jumped out of the carriage, and chased in the opposite direction desperately.
For the reliability of intelligence, the scouts are required to monitor each other and are not allowed to act alone, so there are at least two.
After a few moments, Qin Hu threw another black shadow to the ground.
Then he strangled his neck with a wooden gun. There was a crisp sound and the man's head hung down.
"Hoo, hoo!" Qin Hu was sweating profusely and almost collapsed. He lay on the ground gasping for air. His body was really too weak.
Just to break the enemy's neck, before he could just use his hands, but just now he had to rely on the power of a wooden gun.
"Qin An, come here and help me search you."
Qin Hu is familiar with the rules of the battlefield. He must collect all the trophies from these two guys as quickly as possible.
"Two daggers, two horizontal knives, a level, seven or eight taels of broken silver, two grain bags, flags, kettles, two sets of cotton-padded clothes, two pot helmets, bacon..."
"Qin An, brother, hurry up, hurry up, eat something quickly, you are saved..."
Qin Hu tremblingly grabbed a handful of fried beans from the grain bag and stuffed it into Qin An's mouth, then filled him with water and put on the captured cotton-padded clothes.
.
Before dawn, Qin Hu cut off the scout's head before the sentry on duty arrived, carried it into Shi Chang's camp, and reported what happened yesterday.
This was done to prevent others from taking credit, and he knew what kind of environment he was in now.
"Thirty taels of silver for one head, you are rich."
The chief's name was Gundam. He was a tall, muscular man with a beard.
At first, he didn't believe it until he saw the trophies captured by Qin Hu and the two corpses.
At this moment, his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
"It's not me who gets rich, it's everyone who gets rich. This is the result of the ten of us."
