Yazhou, Qixing Pavilion.
This place was originally the residence where the monk Cai Yuankui used to practice asceticism. After the officials imposed excessive taxes and the people were in dire straits, this place became the base camp where Cai Yuankui took in the people. Cai Yuankui himself also claimed to be the rescuer of the suffering god and traveled across Yazhou.
But unlike that resounding name, this Cai Yuankui practiced evil secret techniques.
Of course, in Cai Yuankui's own opinion, this was just normal alchemy, but the materials he used to make alchemy were difficult for others to understand. But he didn't want to let others understand, anyway, it was his own business.
But just in the past few days, he met someone who could understand him.
The scholar knew a lot and was willing to work with him to refine the medicine - but the most important thing was that the scholar fully understood what he was doing. This was not just an ordinary echo, the scholar truly believed that the elixir the two of them had concocted could enable people to become immortals and ascend to the heavens.
"It's done! It's done!"
When the big potion of medicine was being refined, the scholar seemed even more excited than he was.
But just when Cai Yuankui thought that the scholar might get it first and steal his chance to become an immortal, that batch of powerful medicine was delivered to him.
The scholar did not snatch the medicine, but chose to share it with him.
This couldn't help but make Cai Yuankui a little moved.
After swallowing the medicine, Cai Yuankui sat cross-legged and began to prepare to ascend.
But immediately, the blood overflowing from his mouth and nose made Cai Yuankui realize that this batch of medicine had no effect except killing him.
"Why……"
Looking at the blade coming towards him, Cai Yuankui couldn't even lift the magic sword for a moment.
Until his death, he could not understand why that close friend wanted to harm him.
…
Massachusetts, Jishi Mountain.
Massachusetts is mountainous and forested, so it is easy to hide bandits. The most tyrannical of these bandits is Iron-faced Shura Yan Sanhu. After all, in the past few days, Yan Sanhu was holding a steel whip. , bloodbathed the governor's mansion of the three states, and brought chaos to the entire Shu Road. His majestic appearance was simply the dream of the bandits.
But only Yan Sanhu knew that the Chen court would not let him go.
He has already reached this level, and the Chen court will never let him go. Once the army arrives, it will definitely be a hard battle - so these days, he has been working hard and improving his martial arts, just to kill those officers and soldiers. Fear of retreating and killing.
Everyone who has become a bandit knows very well that only by showing his ferocity and making others fear him can he survive better.
"So you are the messenger sent by the little emperor?"
Looking at the gentle young man in front of him, Yan Sanhu narrowed his eyes.
"Although the two armies are fighting without killing each other, you'd better be more careful what you say. I already want to use your skull as a bowl."
"His Majesty the King of Shu is joking, how dare you criticize His Majesty the King of Shu?"
The gentle young man looked a little shrinking, obviously afraid of Yan Sanhu's fierce aura.
But the words that came out of this man's mouth made Yan Sanhu stunned.
"You said...what? What did you call me just now?"
"Your Majesty, King of Shu, or Emperor of Shu, you can call me whatever you want."
The young man still looked frightened and frail.
"Nan Chen'er has lost his moral character and is already unpopular. You are the real king! Just by looking at your face, you must be a big shot!"
"I...uh?"
Although Yan Sanhu had seen strong winds and waves, he couldn't help but feel a little sluggish at this moment.
Originally, he thought he was going to fight to the death with the officers and soldiers of Da Chen, but in the end, the other party was really afraid of him, and even admitted that he was the emperor?
Then who else is he going to fight?
Yan Sanhu thought there was a trick, and he even tried to chase the officers and soldiers, but the officers and soldiers stayed away and did not dare to be hostile to him. They even surrendered voluntarily and called him the real Emperor of Shu.
This also made Yan Sanhu even more confused.
Everyone is afraid of him, as if everything is over, he no longer needs to fight, he no longer needs to fight to survive.
Now that he's like this, who else can he fight with?
"If your Majesty is interested, why not try fighting him?"
Just when Yan Sanhu was bored and drinking hard liquor in the hall, the gentle young man came back with another strong man.
"It's also good as a drunken sideshow."
"Also...good?"
Yan Sanhu picked up his steel whip after a long absence.
But what he faced was a wide boring rake.
Until he was pierced through the chest and abdomen by a boring rake, Yan Sanhu didn't understand why he had become the emperor of Shu, but why did he become weaker?
…
The Rongzhou Gun Club was originally a loose gathering for local residents of Rongzhou to practice martial arts. It was because the tax collectors had pushed too hard a few days ago that the leader of the Rongzhou Gun Club, Ma Xian, took action and shot the tax collector.
After picking out the tax collector with one shot, Ma Xian knew that this matter could not be solved, so in order to maintain the peace of Rongzhou, after the masters in the army arrived, he picked five more masters in the army, so that these The people above the court also know the consequences of forcing people too much.
You must know that Rongzhou is located in the northwest, and life is not easy to live in. Who can bear it if they are fighting to the death every day?
"I do all this for the folks!"
Hengqiang immediately decided to protect this land.
This land needs him, needs him to stand up.
At least at the beginning, that's what Ma Xian thought.
But recently, it has become something else. Not only have the officers and soldiers stopped collecting food and wages, they have even been given money and food. The tax collectors have also gone from door to door to apologize, saying that they would never dare again—— For a time, everyone praised Ma Xian's reputation, saying that he was simply the hero of Rongzhou.
But Ma Xian himself was the only one who was a little confused.
It seems like the matter is settled just like that?
So who should he fight?
"Why don't you try fighting him."
A man with a wide robe and long sleeves appeared in front of Ma Xian.
Beside him, there was a crazy monk holding a long stick and grinning.
"Fight him?"
Looking at the crazy monk in front of him, Ma Xian was a little confused.
"Why should I fight him?"
But just in this moment of hesitation, the oncoming nine-section whip had already shattered Ma Xian's head.
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In Yangzhou City, in the Governor's Mansion.
Li Nanfeng, a junior official, was walking around in the mansion, admiring the beautiful scenery in the garden while talking and laughing in the empty space beside him - everyone saw that he was talking to himself, but no one dared to Come forward and point this matter out.
There is no other reason, just because in Li Nanfeng's eyes, the person standing next to him is his wife.
His wife was just standing there, how could anyone not see her?
"It's true that I can't see it..."
Just when Li Nanfeng was about to take his wife out to eat at some familiar shops, an old man's voice sounded in front of him.
"Isn't there no one around you? Why are you talking to yourself here?"
"My wife is right next to me, can't you see?"
Li Nanfeng narrowed his eyes, and his right hand was already pressed to the hilt of the sword at his waist.
"If your eyes don't work..."
"Your wife is indeed not with you, because I just rescued her from the general's mansion."
In front of Li Nanfeng, an old man dressed as a rich man raised his hand and pointed to his side.
"If you don't believe me, look, isn't this your wife?"
"Varied……"
Li Nanfeng's eyes widened in shock.
It was indeed his wife who appeared in front of him. Although she was a little haggard, there was no way he could forget this face - but when he looked to the side, he saw exactly the same face. They all look the same!
How can it be? How could his wife have two people?
"Impossible, impossible...how could you be fake? How could you be fake?"
Saying this, Li Nanfeng raised his hand and gently touched his beloved wife, who had been with him day and night these past few days.
His hand passed through the figure.
"You miss me so much that you become ill with worries."
Seeing this scene, the old man couldn't help but sigh.
"Forget it, I came here this time just for the beauty of adulthood... Your married wife is right in front of you, why don't you get to know her quickly?"
"I, I, I, I, I..."
Li Nanfeng didn't know how he walked over. He just felt that his whole body was trembling.
Some dusty memories were finally remembered with the appearance of people.
"I've made you suffer..."
Li Nanfeng hugged his wife tightly, and they both cried with joy.
At the same time, a thick shield flew over the necks of the two men, causing their heads to fly up together.
"Two losers."
A short man came out from behind the old man and kicked the two headless corpses into the pond in the garden.
Then he picked up the big shield and looked back at the old man dressed as a rich man.
"Our life is probably the easiest... How about it, Mr. Qian, where should we go next?"
"Go to Yizhou to avenge my unfortunate child."
The old man named Qian Yu had an expressionless face, but his eyes had already turned to the direction of Yizhou.
That's where the chaos started and where his son Qian Jin is buried.
So what does this master from Yizhou want?
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