Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 181

On a cold, rainy and cold night, with dim lights and bright lights, the night rain outside the narrow window is still dripping, and the sound is pleasant to the ears.

But as the chill penetrated into the narrow window, the scene in front of me was not very clear, only sporadic traces remained, wearily crashed into the room and hit the eyelids.

This is an inn on the corner of the street, which has never been inconspicuous. There are only three and a half guest rooms. Today, even the stables and the back kitchen have been lavishly wrapped up. Afterwards, the owner and the cook were all driven out After going out, there were only a few unidentified customers left in the whole shop.

The government's interrogation has come three times, all of which have been dealt with by the young man behind the door with a straightforward face and clever speech. At this moment, he is leaning against the door and listening quietly.He was also thankful for those official messengers who went out in the cold night, because if the other party had just broken in and questioned wholeheartedly, they would have bumped into two deadly ghosts behind the thin door panel, sharpening their knives.

The remaining four people in the room gathered together facing the faint candlelight, but none of them said a word, watching the lanterns tie and pick and pick and tie.

One of them is a handsome young man, one is a skinny Taoist priest, one is a rich and handsome man, and the other is a reckless man, but they all frowned and pondered in unison, and their eyes intersected occasionally, all of which had mixed meanings of hesitation and understanding.

For some reason, Honghua fell into deep thought and hesitation.The situation in this city of Guangzhou is murky and unclear. They know that it is urgent to distinguish whether the enemy is good or bad, otherwise it will be difficult to move forward.

After a long time, Wen Tailai finally spoke in the uncertain lights.

"Chief rudder, today we only explored this deep pool, and we have surprised so many outstanding figures from the bottom of the water. If the plan does not change, the resistance will not be easy. But Guo Xing is in danger right now. It has come to this and it has to be done.”

Chen Jialuo, the youngest of the four, still has a refined expression, as if a vast green peak and a winding river flow long, without resting in one direction.At this moment, he smiled and stretched out his hand to brush away a flying insect crawling on the table.

"Fourth brother Wen, we never expected smooth sailing when we started. Even if the city of Guangzhou has become a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, why not break into it."

That's right, the Red Flower Society only brought a few masters with them on this trip. On the surface, they came to participate in the Golden Pen Washing Hands Conference, but in fact, they have gathered the strongest, most capable, and most dangerous forces of the Red Flower Society at present, and went to Guangzhou to assassinate King Pingnan is still gratifying!

"Why be so careful!"

Seeing the chief rudder's bookish spirit lashing out at Fang Qiu, Chen Jialuo's words aroused Daoist Wuchen's strong heart. He was holding the hilt of the sword with one arm. The sound of the dragon chant of injustice.

"The head of the old thief is only because our Red Flower Society has not had time to take it away. He deliberately sealed off the city and searched it to delay the time. It doesn't matter if we keep him for a day."

What Daoist Wu Chen said expressed the aspirations of most people present, but at the same time, there was also a ray of worry in Chen Jialuo's eyes.

Whether it is the Red Flower Society or the Tiandi Society, they all represent the Jianghu power that the Zheng family has cultivated for many years and the people's heart is towards the Ming Dynasty. No matter how they change their appearances and deceive others, they cannot change the nature of their birth. They just try to overthrow the Qing court and become more wanton and tyrannical. Therefore, as the spokesperson of the Qing court's largest power in the southeast corner, it is still gratifying to survive, and many people are having trouble sleeping and eating.

With the defeat of the Zheng family, the Jiangnan area has once again turned into a sea of ​​blood. Even martial arts practitioners as gentle as Zhao Banshan have to try to use violence to solve the problem.

At this time, General Annan Dasu has arrived in Quanzhou, and the Qing court is about to gather a large army to besiege the Zheng family who abandoned Jinjiang and retreated to Xiamen.Except for Wu Liuqi, the commander-in-chief of Rao Town, the gratifying tens of thousands of elite soldiers will be the most dangerous force on the shore. Once the Qing court encircles land and sea, and the north and south attack, Zheng Chenggong's unfavorable situation will become more severe and at stake.

The strategic intention at this moment is clearly revealed, and the other party obviously does not intend to cover it up, and deliberately releases rumors that the Zheng family has colluded with Japanese pirates and attacked Guangzhou, intending to provoke a border war and send troops while taking advantage of the situation.

Therefore, assassination is still gratifying, and now it is the most far-fetched and most effective way to listen to it. Just wait for the white rainbow to penetrate the sun with one stroke, and the world can be turned around.

The timing seems so opportune right now.

Wudang Shaolin suddenly escaped and there was a vacuum in the rivers and lakes. While the top master in the city washed his hands in the golden basin, countless martial arts people came to gather in the city.

But Chen Jialuo began to hesitate.

In his mind, the newly reorganized Red Flower Society is still fledgling. It shouldn't have revealed its intentions and strength so early, let alone put all its power under the opponent's nose.But now the situation can no longer be underestimated. Whether it is plotting or plotting secretly, actions must be taken to reverse the situation.

The heroes of the Red Flower Society have never doubted Chen Jialuo's position, because they also know that the more actions they gather because of hatred, the more they need a calm heart. This is why he chose Chen Jialuo.

"Everyone, there is no need to say much about killing the Shang thief, but after analyzing all the signs today, how to do it still needs to be considered in the long run."

Chen Jialuo pressed his hand, signaling to everyone to be calm and not to be impatient, which kind of set the tone for the conversation, then turned to look at Taoist Master Wuchen, and asked seriously.

"Daoist, how sure are you of winning against Luo Yuantong, the golden saber?"

In today's Red Flower Society, Zhao Banshan focuses on offense and defense, and Chen Jialuo's internal cultivation is not complete. Only Daoist Wuchen is a sharp sword that represents absolute offense, and is also the most important force in his hand. It can be said that his existence is Determines the upper limit of the current strength of the Red Flower Society to overcome difficulties.

Wuchen Daoist Chang Qingzhen's face and eyebrows moved slightly, as if he was digging and comparing something deep in his memory, and the past was also vivid in his mind, then he spoke slowly in a hoarse voice, and his words carried the endless night rain in Jianghu.

"20 years ago, Luo Yuantong and I fought against each other in Hedong."

Taoist Priest Wuchen is a heroic man, he hates evil like a vengeful, and he has never been timid in the face of any evil enemy, but his words at this moment are somewhat cautious.

"His sword is heavy, but mine is fast. We couldn't defeat each other's 29 moves. In the end, it was a tie. But at that time, I didn't know that he had the ultimate move of flying knife, and he didn't know that I had Lianzhujian's backhand, so until the last moment, we don't know who will survive."

The voice gradually weakened, and Daoist Wu Chen turned his head to look at him, "This is also the reason why I asked my second brother to help me."

Zhao Banshan is an expert in hidden weapons, and only he can capture the moment when the flying knife is shot, so as to deal with the fierce and silent killing move.

But Chen Jialuo looked at Taoist Wuchen's expression at the moment, and instantly understood that he hadn't spoken thoroughly.

Just like Taoist Master Wuchen's sword is not only faster, but also more ruthless, if it comes to swordsmanship in today's martial arts world, there are few people who can match it.

Anyone who has seen him do it knows that there is a sharp wind sound hidden in the sword of Wuchen Daoist. Even if you are far away, you can still feel the pain on your face and hands being blown by the gust of wind.

This kind of sword is not only ruthless to the enemy, but also ruthless to himself. Every move and every move out of the sheath is as ruthless as when he swung his sword and cut off his own arm back then.

Based on this, it can be deduced that Luo Yuantong's knife must be more than just heavy.

Luo Yuantong's reputation is widely circulated in the Jianghu. Some people say that he is bold, and some praise him for his righteousness, but no one can tell what his martial arts are like. In Yoshimitsu Katayu 20 years ago, some vague features can be recalled.

Someone once saw Luo Yuantong fight after drinking. The opponent was also a famous martial arts leader for a while, but Luo Yuantong fought with both long and short swords. In the surprise attack, it seemed that he could not leave the sword in his hand, but he used the long sword, short sword, single sword, double sword, flying knife and many other stunts casually, and no one could see the real attainments of his hands.

Before setting off, Chen Jialuo understood that if Shang Kexi really wanted to kill him, he had to prepare for the worst, and that was to directly face the golden sword Luo Yuantong, and compete with the rumored "golden sword against the green forest".

So when he heard the news about the Golden Pen Washing Hands Conference, he didn't have the slightest intention to rush forward.

A martial arts master who washed his hands and left may be worried about his old age, or he may not be able to find an opponent to compete with.

And such an example, Chen Jialuo had seen it with his own eyes.

He has deeply felt the extent to which a master like Chen Jinnan who has been famous for a long time will advance in martial arts by leaps and bounds in a short period of time after retiring.

Relying on the layout of the Tiandihui, Chen Jinnan not only attracted the troops from the provinces of Hunan and Jiangxi, but also cut off the important passage from Chong'an County to Fujian. After retreating and studying a sinister boxing martial arts, every move and style is wandering between the limits of ordinary people's imagination, and every little bit is beyond the bounds of martial arts.

He didn't know how to describe the exact state until Chen Jialuo read the "Nanhua Jing" accompanied by Shuying by the moon, and saw that "Every time I see it is difficult to do, I am afraid to take precautions. It was only then that he suddenly realized that Chen Jinnan, whose martial arts are profound and unpredictable, seemed to be on high alert physically and mentally, and he was using a very unusual, immortal opponent as an imaginary enemy. Layer upon layer of killing moves, as if worried that someone would be able to move after experiencing broken throat, broken shin, cracked skull, and broken tendons...

"Headmaster, even though Daoist may not take it lightly, the Red Flower Society may not be defeated."

Zhao Banshan said with a smile, and finally pointed out the reason for Wuchen's trip.

Just as he said, a fast sword may not be able to suppress Luo Yuantong's golden sword, and the masters of the Red Flower Club may not be inferior to the martial arts people Shang Kexi can find-they are for It doesn't matter where the sword comes from, as long as the person falls in a pool of blood in the end.

"It's true what the third brother said."

Chen Jialuo nodded slowly in silence for a moment, but it was still difficult to conceal a little uneasiness in his heart, "But I see that today's head of the Wuyi faction also has a suspicious background, and he has a close relationship with Luo Yuantong, in case it is Shang Kexi's helper Woolen cloth?"

Today, the Red Flower Society rushed to the Jinpen Washing Hand Conference to test Luo Yuantong's mind, to see whether his talk of retreating into the world is true or not, and whether the Jinpen washing hands is true or not, so even if drastic methods such as coercion and coercion are used, they still want to Try each other's details.

This is the case with knocking the mountain and shaking the tiger. If the other party is really retiring, then they are happy to kill it. If there is God's help, if it is a cover, their Honghuahui will also be careful to deal with it.

Zhao Banshan smiled slightly: "That Gentleman's sword is very famous, but it's a pity that I haven't seen the real seal in his hand from beginning to end. It's not honorable for Brother Luo to show off for his daughter, but now he is praising Jiang Zhang The door, I am afraid it is also to repay the favor of which family?"

When mentioning the daughter of the Luo family, Zhao Banshan deliberately glanced at Wen Tailai, which made Wen Tailai feel quite embarrassed.

"Jiang Wen is probably not as simple as he appears on the surface. The five and six leaders also said that he has a cunning mind, despicable methods, and is more dangerous than ordinary people."

Chen Jialuo and Chang's Kunzhong looked at each other, but it was difficult to express what was in their hearts, so he said with a little worry: "Uncle ordered everyone not to talk about Wuyi Mountain, but he also vaguely mentioned that he met a master in the mountain. If the Wuyi School really has such a The master, who can make uncle feel troublesome, and also caused heavy damage to the Jagged Youth Corps under his command, I am afraid that the people who come here this time are not good..."

He didn't know what misunderstanding he had, but just as he finished speaking, Chen Jialuo continued to add.

"Not only that, even Shang Zhixin, who I met by chance today, is quite tricky at first sight."

Wen Tailai said with some puzzlement: "Chief Steward, I think that Shang Zhixin is drunk, vain, and at a loss, but I don't see that he has any martial arts foundation."

Chen Jialuo shook his head and said.

"There are no wonders in martial arts in the world, and they may not be all about hard training. I read the "Wan Shou Dao Zang" of the former Song Dynasty collected by my family, and I saw that there is a saying in it that "travel in the forest of five desires, in the lake of six roots. You can jump freely and not be restrained". It is obviously not a coincidence that Shang Zhixin came drunk and still has great power, could it have something to do with Wudang?"

After saying this, he himself couldn't help laughing, only feeling that he was under pressure and became more and more paranoid.This trip is extremely dangerous, and it is related to the future of the leaders and important forces of the Red Flower Society. No matter how much panic he has, he can't show it.

For the desires that entangle the body and mind and bring troubles, in addition to the Buddhist method of cutting off three thousand threads of troubles with a single knife, there is also the Taoist advocated "sit and forget".Just now when he mentioned Shang Zhixin's behavior, he was implying this kind of Taoist mentality, suspecting that the other party had forgotten the clearness, turbidity, movement, and stillness because of drunkenness, and instead raised his hands with infinite strength.

Furthermore, before they came, the Wudang faction had already sent people to Guangzhou to help Shang Kexi, and to deal with the Southern Shaolin gathered in Wuyang City. If there were really Taoist masters who taught this martial art, the situation at this time would be even worse. up.

At this time, it was chilly, and mosquitoes and flies were breeding in the back kitchen of the cold house, buzzing and disturbing the cleanliness. Zhao Banshan's fat body was naturally more favored, and he wanted to hover over him from time to time.At this time, a fly was about to land on his shoulder, but he saw that his fat body was shaped like a dragon snake, and he borrowed some strength out of thin air to bounce the fly, which was as light as a feather, back into the air.

"It doesn't matter, I was born in Wenzhou Taiji sect. The sect and Wudang sect have a long history of friendship. If there are any conflicts, I will make peace with you. There is no need to worry."

Zhao Banshan's brows and eyes were full of kindness, and he said slowly at this time: "Don't worry, Chief Steward, I have learned a lot from my master's "Tai Chi Nine Jue" recently, and realized the secret of Panlong Jin, which is best at entanglement Hua Jin may not be able to defeat Luo Yuantong."

Zhao Banshan was born in Wenzhou Taiji School. In his early years, he was taught by his master as a major disciple of the school, but he reclusively avoided the competition for the head of the school. However, the method has its own unique features. It is divided into Panlong, Horned Dragon, Yunlong, Wanglong, Xinglong and other strength methods. Mastering more tricks will generate more strength.

"It's the best! You Daoist and Zhao Sange help you all, and this trip will be a success."

After vertically and horizontally analyzing the resistance from all sides, Chen Jialuo finally let go of the shadow in his heart, and looked at the flickering candle with his eyes, and his eyes gradually became firmer.

The enemy has been clearly identified, and there is also a plan to deal with it. At this time, there is only one last question left...

"Chief helmsman, someone is coming outside."

The person lying beside the bed turned around suddenly with a single knife in his hand, the sound finally pierced the silence in the room, and the people at the table also opened their eyes suddenly, only the similar ghostly figure standing behind the door remained unchanged, as if it were two doors. post zombie.

Then there was a knock on the door, and the firewood door was opened.

There was a sudden sound of rain outside the door, and the muddy steps entered the house. A cold wind from outside the door rushed in with rain, which only caused the candlelight to shake and the light and shade were uncertain.

"Chief helmsman, I have arrived as promised."

A figure like an iron tower broke into the house. His shirtless upper body was like cast iron. Even though it was raining all over his body, he was not afraid.

During the day, the banners and flags that were more than Zhang Zhang disappeared, and what he had in his hand was a steel whip, which was very heavy, weighing at least thirty catties.

"Guangzhu Yang... No, today I will call you Master Yang!"

Chen Jialuo stood up with beaming brows, clasping his fists to the leader of the Qingqi Gang, Iron Tower Yang Chengxie, who came for the appointment, and did not hesitate in every move.

Iron Tower Yang Chengxie has a mighty demeanor and speaks with full of air.

"You don't need to be polite to the chief rudder. Our Qingqi gang has always been willing to gamble and admit defeat. Since we lost to Daoist Wuchen that day, and we have the same aspirations as the Red Flower Society, I am willing to take the eighth position."

Ten months ago, the Red Flower Society and the Qingqi Gang met on the road and had a conflict.

Daoist Wuchen represented Honghuahui to convince everyone, but someone in the Qingqi gang ridiculed that Wuchen only had one arm.So Taoist Master Wuchen really tied his right arm behind his back with a rope, and kicked all the heads of the Qingqi Gang down, so the Qingqi Gang members were convinced and followed Chen Jialuo's wishes to join the Red Flower Society .

Even the news of the Golden Pen Washing Hands Conference was revealed by Yang Chengxie of the Qingqi Gang to the members of the Red Flower Society, and became their internal support in the venue.

"Headmaster, Yang came here today not only to fulfill his promise, but also to inform the brothers in the Red Flower Society that the matter entrusted to me to inquire has come to fruition."

The few people who heard the words suddenly became nervous. Even when they talked about the powerful enemies looming in all directions, they had never been so cautious.

When walking in the rivers and lakes, ordinary people will be proud of learning how to make friends at a distance and attack at a distance, but the old rivers and lakes know that in addition to being able to distinguish enemies, they must also be able to distinguish friends.Sometimes the scariest thing is not enemies with the same purpose, but friends who disagree. The former may cooperate to become a helper, while the latter may become the most difficult obstacle.

The Red Flower Club wants to kill Shang Kexi on this trip, so they can play black faces to test out who are Shang Kexi's helpers, while the Qingqi Gang, as the red faces, is responsible for contacting those who may have the same purpose, so that they can work together and get out of the same place. Accident.

In the final analysis, this was a helpless move. Chen Jialuo also knew the truth that keeping things secret would cause harm, but right now it was like a single-plank bridge. If the people crowded on the bridge couldn't work together, others would be pushed down if they acted rashly. Yu beat the grass to scare the snake and caused a catastrophe.

Yang Chengxie's dark face was full of seriousness, "Nowadays there are many people in the city who want to kill him, and there are many people he wants to kill, but everyone is actually on the same boat. I sent my disciples to inquire about Shang Kexi's whereabouts, and I know that he often goes to Guangxiao. Temple Buddha, if you want to do it, you must seize the opportunity."

Yang Chengxie, who was like an iron tower, put the iron whip horizontally and threw something.

The iron whip made the wooden table creak and was overwhelmed for a while, but everyone looked straight at the piece of paper on the table, which was written on the familiar Xuan and covered with dense handwriting, and then gasped in shock. The sound of air conditioning.

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"Is this embarrassing bastard holding Fang Zhudang's jade cup awake?"

In the Pingnan Palace, Li Xinghe turned his head suddenly when he heard the voice, and found an old man with a gold-plated coral swivel on his waist and a yellow belt with a wax face on his chest. Only himself and Bai Zhen, who was dressed in the official mansion, were left to obey orders.

Shang Kexi is only in his fifties at this time, but because of his years of military service, he looks very old, with many black spots and sores on his face, even the back of the hand holding the chaozhu is dark, and his skin looks like he is old The octogenarian old man.

"My lord Jin'an, the son was just in a hurry, and fell asleep after taking the medicine."

Li Xinghe took a step back humbly to give up the space to look at the bed, but Shang Kexi glanced at it in disgust and stopped looking in detail, instead focusing on the anxious Bai Zhen beside him.

"You are Bai Zhen of the Songyang School? A few days ago, the master Feng Tiannan recommended at the residence?"

Hearing the words, Bai Zhen, who was wearing an official's men's uniform, hurriedly bowed down with the great gift of seeing the prince, saying yes and not daring to say more.

Shang Kexi's voice was a little lacking in strength, as if the thick water vapor in the air made it difficult for him to breathe.

"Don't be so frightened, I didn't blame you. You can see that Mr. Li next to him is not worried about asking for crimes."

Li Xinghe lowered his head courteously, but he didn't intend to refute.

"Master Bai, our lord has sharp eyesight, so naturally he won't embarrass innocent people."

Shang Kexi laughed loudly, patted Li Xinghe on the shoulder and said: "As expected of Mr. Li, he understands the king's heart well. There is no one who knows a son like a father. This dog in front of me has always been ignorant of current affairs and lessons. If it weren't for the two accompanying you to bother me today, I wouldn't know No matter how many jokes will be made, the two of you will certainly contribute to this."

The trembling Bai Zhen along the way finally calmed down, everything was exactly as Li Xinghe said, and nothing happened between the words.He saw that Shang Kexi's behavior was not like the rumored Rentu whose hands were covered in blood, but was a little too considerate.

As early as 30 years ago, Bai Zhen was well-known in martial arts with his powerful eagle claw skills, and he was famous in the world, but the older he was, the more obsessed with fame and fortune, and he would never miss a chance to be promoted.

He also knew where he was wrong. First, he made a mistake in entrusting someone to make friends with the prince in order to get promoted, with impure intentions;But if he can be blessed by misfortune and be favored by Shang Kexi, Bai Zhen will not be in vain to spend all his time on this trip.

"Your Majesty has learned from you, the villain will surely repay you with his head, and dare not disobey him!"

Shang Kexi laughed loudly. Seeing that Bai Zhen hadn't stood up yet, Li Xinghe reached out to help him up, and thoughtfully patted the dust off his body.

"Master Bai is loyal to the country. Don't misunderstand the nonsense outside. The old prince is compassionate, and he loves discussing Buddhism with Zen Master Shimen Dade Naturally. How could he fight and kill?"

But Shang Kexi pretended to be dissatisfied and waved his sleeves and said: "Don't mention the natural monk to this king. He always tells people outside that 'Pingnan King has Buddha nature but has no concentration'. I haven't settled with him yet."

After saying this, the two of them laughed loudly, and then in front of Bai Zhen, they suddenly talked about some seemingly unrelated topics.

"Mr. Li, the affairs of the palace are complicated. I often feel that my energy is low. Fortunately, with your loyal help, I can sleep peacefully."

Shang Kexi praised the quack warlock in front of him both inside and out, as if he had acquired the talent of Crouching Dragon in the thatched cottage, "Recently there is another troublesome thing. I heard that a green-browed bird boat sank beside the Hanhai Weir and died. Stopping a few boats is a small matter, but blocking the waterway is a serious matter, if you have time, go there and see what to do."

On Li Xinghe's fair face due to the seldom exposure to the sun, there was a hint of bewilderment.

"My lord, where did this ship come from?"

Shang Kexi said in a low voice: "Come from the South China Sea, many people saw it sank while sailing. The bottom deck of the ship rolled up, and there were many scratches left by fingernails. The dead body was found after drifting overnight. It has already been disembowelled."

Li Xinghe's pupils shrank suddenly, but he closed his mouth and said respectfully.

"You don't need to worry about this matter, the villain will handle it."

"I've also heard that the Dan people in Hepu and Nanhai are cunning and difficult to tame, and they often cause troubles. Mr. Li, don't forget to bring people to arrest them, and don't let the murderers go."

"The villain understands that the situation is severe now, and he must not let Danmin take the opportunity to make things difficult."

Shang Kexi nodded slowly.

"The Sanyuan Palace on Yuexiu Mountain has been in disrepair for a long time, and a corner of the mountain beside Qiulongxian Well has also collapsed. The king is afraid that the continuous rainstorm will harm the people down the mountain. If Mr. Li spares no effort, he will send some silver to Yuexiu from the palace. Make up for the mountain leak."

Li Xinghe cupped his hands and saluted: "Your Majesty's heart is kind, and there will be great blessings!"

Shang Kexi replied indifferently, "Mr. Li is responsible for this matter. The recent Cantonese conquest has been effective. The warehouses and granaries of the Pingnan Palace are well-stocked, and the treasury is full. Remember Mr. Li's great contribution."

"My lord praised it absurdly. All the good men in the world can do it because of the merits of Bole."

Bai Zhen could hear the two singing together, and the words were all about the people's livelihood inside and outside of Guangzhou. He just felt that this Lord Shang was indeed not the tyrannical, immoral and extortionate person as he had been rumored to be - it was naturally possible to act, but he was an ordinary man. Nanwang, why do you have to put on a show in front of yourself?
Shang Kexi turned around and faced the boundless courtyard outside the prince's main house, as if he was listening to the patter of rain hitting banana leaves, he took a deep breath, trying to expel all the filth in his stomach, black There was also a hint of rosiness on the speckled face.

"I've been bothering you lately. I've already sent someone to invite the teacher Mr. Li mentioned, and you'll settle it by yourself when the time comes. The old man is homeless day and night, and this king really can't bear it."

Li Xinghe was overjoyed when he heard the words, and quickly knelt down on the ground: "Thank you, my lord! Thank you, my lord!"

"It's a little effort, just don't waste your business."

Bai Zhen was confused when he heard it, and at this time he quickly echoed: "My Lord Shang is so busy with government affairs, he cares about the people and is merciful in everything, I think what Monk Tianran said is just a posturing, you are the one Thousands of families live in Buddha for the people of Guangzhou!"

When Shang Kexi turned his head, he had a kind face, with a smile on his lips, as if he was really a Buddha of ten thousand families praised by everyone, and even the dark spots on his face were tainted with bodhi nature.

"Master Bai knows that this king is hard, and the court also knows that this king is not easy, but the people in Guangzhou don't understand how hard this job is. I suffer every day, but I am worried that there will be an elbow and armpit between the two Guangdongs, and another life will be ruined. .”

While sighing, he stepped outside the door, facing the rain curtain separated by a line, and sighed, "This king read "Shen Yi Jing · Nan Huang Jing" in the early years. There are volcanoes, in which endless trees grow, and the fire burns day and night, so that the storms are not fierce, and the torrential rains are not extinguished.'."

"There are so many people in the world who are looking forward to my death. From my point of view, the city of Guangzhou in the southern wasteland is like a volcano. There is only one old man sitting there day and night with all his affairs. Naturally, he can't sleep or eat well."

The worry in Shang Kexi's eyes fluctuated, and it did not seem to be fake at all.

"In a blink of an eye, it has been ten years since my king entered Guangdong to suppress the rebellion. In these ten years, I have exhausted my strength, whitened my hair, and hurt my heart, lungs, and intestines. I have become an old man from the leader of the army. Now I only hope that the imperial court will allow me to retire quickly and return to Haicheng to be buried sooner, so that those people's wish of my king's return to the west can be fulfilled every day!"

Shang Kexi became more and more angry as he talked, and kicked Shang Zhixin in the direction where he was sleeping like dead, but the other party not only didn't respond, but turned over solidly, and then fell asleep with his quilt wrapped around him.

Seeing that Shang Kexi responded so fiercely to his own words, he hurriedly said in panic, "Why did Lord Shang say such a thing?! Your merits are well known to the imperial court, and everyone in the world knows that the southeast half cannot do without you. People, you can't just sit back and let it go!"

Bai Zhen's words were out of urgency, but they came from the bottom of his heart, which made Shang Kexi quite happy, and finally his face turned pale.

"Bai guard, I know that there are many people in the city who are looking forward to my death, but I can't die right now. Even if I really want to die, I have to wait until I find a land with good geomantic omens and receive the favor of the imperial court, and die in a good manner."

Shang Kexi said the word "death" without any taboo, and his smile was so weird that it made Bai Zhen, who had experienced many battles, shudder.

Shang Kexi kept flashing through his mind at this time the figures that he could never forget, among them was a tall old man with brocade clothes and sleeves who lived in seclusion, there was a brave prince who wore armor all day long but exuded a rotten smell, and there was a yellow-clothed man who sat on the throne like a zombie puppet. Son, there is a peerless general who wields a sword and leads his troops to respond everywhere...

There are many figures, except for the wolf Gu Yingshi, who refuses to live under people all his life, appears, making Shang Kexi's skinny palms with black spots gradually clenched, and he even breathes half a beat faster ,

"Mr. Li, you still need to search for the centipede land of my king's tomb. I will keep all these credits in my heart. One day, the king will write a letter to the court to recommend it to the emperor. Sir, you have channeling skills and power. Huo Zhizi, in the future, he will be named Marquis Yinzi and deserve to enjoy the Taimiao, I am afraid it will not be a problem."

Shang Kexi suppressed the turmoil of unknown emotions in his heart, panicking as if he had returned to the first day he stepped into Guangzhou City. Fortunately, ten years have passed, and now he has a panoramic view of Guangzhou City.

So he turned to Li Xinghe and showed a smile of the other side.

"Prepare the money and silk tomorrow morning, and I will go to Guangxiao Temple to worship incense, so as to express my heart for the peace of the world and the well-being of all people today, and leave some merits to return to the Dharma Realm..."

Shang Kexi sang the Buddha's name twice in a low voice, looking very relieved, Li Xinghe humbly followed behind and laughed, Bai Zhen didn't know, so he could only laugh along with him, the room was full of joy for a while, only the brocade couch Shang Zhixin on the bed seemed unbearably disturbed, turned over suddenly, and fell asleep facing the wall with his head covered.

"What a villain!"

As soon as Shang Kexi saw the eldest son's dandy appearance, the original Wanjiasheng Buddha's benevolent appearance became furious, and angrily led his servants to stand up.

"Master Bai, let's go."

Until the sound of Shang Kexi's footsteps disappeared, Li Xinghe led the dazed Bai Zhen out of the eldest son's room, closed the door without fumes, and the expression on his face instantly changed to another indifferent look.

The two of them then stepped into the courtyard, with the night's wind and rain faintly behind them.

(End of this chapter)