Heroes of the Fantasy World

Chapter 586 Between Ghosts

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Looking at the prosperous faction in Yuyi Town and the harmonious coexistence of people of all ethnic groups and classes, everyone in the world will begin to have unrealistic fantasies about the future.

They naively thought that as long as Zhao Kuo's disease was eliminated, Beizhen would get back on track. However, it was not Zhao Kuo who caused all this in the first place, or in other words, it was not just him.

It's the harsh taxes, the cruel living environment, and the lack of a sense of belonging.

——It’s a ghost.

It's called the Ghost of Time.

In the eyes of fortune tellers, ghosts are unknown things that can be calculated; in the world view of religious people, people possessed by ghosts will do evil; most people believe that ghosts are invisible and intangible bodies of thoughts that are caused by concerns about the world. Unable to reach the other side.

Yu Wenxuan thinks: Ghosts are human hearts, and human hearts are ghosts.

Ghosts arise from the human heart, and the human heart is trapped by ghosts.

When a few people are possessed by ghosts, ordinary fortune tellers and religious experts can still deal with it, but when tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people are possessed by ghosts, it is a critical moment when no divination or prayer can work. .

“That’s when politicians come into the picture.”

Yu Wenxuan rented the most luxurious guest room in Yuyi Town on the top floor of Niulang Pavilion for a temporary stay until the order was reorganized. It was located at the commanding heights of Yuyi Town and was connected to Zhinv Pavilion by a suspended bridge, overlooking the whole town.

"Young Master." Seeing Yu Wenxuan holding up the scroll and talking to himself, Zhu Dian couldn't help asking: "I dare to ask, Young Master, have you really thought about doing this?"

Yu Wenxuan said: "Believe me, they have no choice. I want to save them, and I also want to save this era."

Soon, a woman came from outside the door. Her light footsteps seemed to be stepping on clouds. There was no sound of footsteps, but there was a ring of bells.

When Yu Wenxuan saw her arriving, he immediately knelt down on one knee and said, "Holy Lady, you are willing to come and listen to my confession. Yu Wenxuan is very grateful."

Murong Yan had just returned from outside the town. Her clothes were still stained with some grass and had not been taken care of. However, she was very happy to see him and replied: "How is Mr. Yuwen's stay in Yuyi Town this time?"

"Very good." Yu Wenxuan continued: "Next, please listen carefully to the saint. I, Yu Wenxuan, request the saint to return to the Great Zhou Kingdom with me. If necessary, I am willing to marry the saint. If you become your wife, you will have the status of a royal family. At least in the Great Zhou Dynasty, Yu Wenxuan can protect your safety. "

Murong Yan was puzzled: "I don't understand what you want to do?"

"Don't worry, it's just a political marriage. By then, Lady Saint and General Bai Feng will be able to go to Zhou Kingdom together." Before Yu Wenxuan finished speaking, Murong Yan unexpectedly waved her palm angrily and slapped him hard on the cheek.

"Obscene!" Murong Yan said: "You actually want to use the name of a saint to ascend to the throne? Brother Feng is right, you really have no good intentions."

"Why not? When I ascend the throne, I will fulfill the wish of the Holy Lady - to bring peace to the world!" Yu Wenxuan bowed sincerely: "My Lady, you know that I did not lie to you."

Murong Yan took a deep breath numbly: "Continue." "There is another more important thing. The envoys sent by Taiping Dao have arrived at Qunma Pass. Soon, Sima Tu will also come to Beizhen." Yu Wenxuan was worried. She looked at Murong Yan calmly and said: "What the Imperial Master wants to do, the Holy Lady knows better than me."

Murong Yan covered her chest unnaturally. He murmured: "Bad premonition..."

Yu Wenxuan continued: "If the Holy Lady still doesn't understand, let me put it bluntly. Everything you and General Bai Feng do during this trip may become an excuse for Sima Tu to accuse you of rebellion. Organizing a religious sect is Raising private soldiers; living under the same roof as Zhao Kuo is sheltering rebels; not to mention that General Bai Feng usually criticizes the imperial court... Sima Tu is here to arrest you for questioning. This time, He will truly be immortal for eternity.”

"If I leave, I will betray the cult, betray Beizhen, betray...Brother Feng." Murong Yan smiled calmly: "I am completely different from you. Even if it is for the dream in my heart, I will never go through this... Way to do it!”

Yu Wenxuan said: "Of course, the Holy Lady is different from me. It's just that this time, please think about yourself more."

Without saying a word, Murong Yan turned around and was about to leave. Yu Wenxuan decisively stood up and took her hand, asking, "My Lady, do you really not want to consider it?"

"Let me leave this place. I can't understand Mr. Yuwen's confession, let alone understand it." Murong Yan's eyes were filled with implicit hatred. She no longer had any good impression of Yuwenxuan: "Is it possible that you want to force me to stay? Aren’t you afraid of being punished by God, Yu Wenxuan?”

Yu Wenxuan retracted his hand, and after a moment, he took another step forward. This time he grabbed Murong Yan's arm: "Even if you will be punished by God, you can't die! Come and help me ascend the throne, I will make your dream come true!”

Murong Yan struggled and moved towards the door step by step. Not long after, someone suddenly broke in. Seeing Yu Wenxuan entangled with Murong Yan, she immediately drew her sword out of its sheath, forced Yu Wenxuan back, and shouted angrily: "Yu Wenxuan, How dare you be so rude! This time, I, Yu Ke, will break off one of your arms!"

After saying this, Yu Ke came up with his sword and swung it towards Yu Wenxuan's left shoulder. Seeing this, Zhu Dian waved his huge palm and slapped the blade of the sword. He only broke the skin a little and was able to hold Yu Ke's sword firmly.

"Kid, haven't you realized your own strength yet?" Zhu Dian narrowed his eyes and softly said "Amitabha", as if he was apologizing to the Buddha in advance: "Today, it is impossible to let you live anymore."

Before he finished speaking, Yu Ketu rolled forward, took out a short knife from his sleeve and cut Zhu Tian's knee, and then took back the long sword.

"Ah!" Zhu Dian covered the injured area, but when he saw Yu Ke holding two weapons, one short and one long, glaring angrily, something faintly changed.

Yu Ke suddenly stabbed the long sword. Zhu Dian did not dare to take the sword with his bare hands this time, so he could only avoid it. Then he swung his giant fist heavily. Yu Ke leaned over to get out of the way, and rolled on the ground again, as agile as a little monkey. , and arrived behind the giant man in the blink of an eye.

"It's... right here!" The stab of the short knife was stealthy and swift, going straight to Zhu Dian's waist and ribs.

Zhu Dian blocked the attack with his giant palm. After receiving the blow, Yu Ke couldn't let go and was caught by Zhu Dian's other giant palm.

The little girl was thrown up like a sandbag, and then hit the ground heavily, several times in a row, until Zhu Dian tried his best to take off the dagger in his hand, and Yu Ke stood up with a bruised face and a long sword in his hand.

"Revenge! Revenge!" Yu Ke muttered, slashing with his sword. Zhu Dian raised his other intact hand to resist, but Qi Gen cut off his little finger, ring finger, and middle finger, a total of three fingers. When he cut off the fourth finger, the sword actually broke!

Facing such steel and iron bones, Yu Ke was still not afraid, and he was about to kill him with the broken blade.

"Stop!" Yu Wenxuan was afraid that his bodyguard's life would be in danger, so he finally admitted defeat. He looked at Murong Yan pitifully, and said dejectedly: "You go, live the remaining few days well."

Yu Ke didn't understand what he meant. He raised his bloody face and looked at Murong Yan blankly.

"A'ke, let's go." Murong Yan picked up the broken blade and threw it on the ground, then wiped Yu Ke's face with blood surrounding it.

At this moment, they could no longer pretend to be indifferent to the world.