lethal arsenal

Chapter 80 The Night Banquet
Lin Dong drank and ate meat as if nothing had happened, and kept chopping his chopsticks, as if he could not feel the tense atmosphere at all.

"Beheaded?"

Ma Xinyi first raised his eyebrows, and then slowly poured wine into his glass, "Well done, uh... about this, you have to ask my second brother, he can't kill people for no reason, right? Is he a lunatic, or am I a lunatic? Or, all three of us are lunatics?"

The stomach was cold before the wine passed through, and when Ma Xinyi spoke, he was mixed with a bad breath, and a bad breath was spit out, and the temperature of the whole banquet was three points colder.

Yin Xieqing was expressionless, and Lan Chengchun felt a little uneasy.

Chen Decai couldn't help but put one hand on the table, and said hoarsely: "General Ma, what you said is not right..."

Yin Xieqing waved his hand to stop what Chen Decai wanted to say, but looked at Zhang Wenxiang and asked, "It seems that Yin is wrong, but I don't know what's hidden in it?"

This is an opportunity for Zhang Wenxiang to defend himself.

It seemed to break back the out-of-control situation.

"Haha, come and eat meat."

Ma Xinyi got up and picked up a large piece of meat with bones, and put it into Yin Xieqing's white porcelain bowl.

The expression on his face was elusive, his nose was raised, and his eyes still shone with the cold light of the tip of an iceberg.

The nose is lowered and the corners of the mouth are slightly hooked, as if becoming more pleasant. It is hard to imagine that a person can have such a complicated expression, interpreting the two extreme appearances of ice and fire on the same face.

The light from the red metal candlestick in the corner slightly lengthened Ma Xinyi's shadow.

When Lin Dong was spitting out his bones, he glanced casually, as if he saw a ferocious boa constrictor with its head raised, with fierce eyes, staring at its prey.

The topic fell back to Zhang Wenxiang.

Zhang Wenxiang glared at Yin Xieqing fiercely and said angrily: "I only kill those who deserve to be killed, why don't you ask him what he did? Xie Youfang, um, that scholar, who said he would come to my main government hall to observe politics, and learn how I judge and judge cases."

"As soon as I thought about it, you came here from Luzhou without stopping, so you planned to entertain the scholar Xie well, which can be regarded as the full friendship of the same as the King of England."

"Oh?"

Yin Xieqing heard something in his words, and responded with feigned amazement.

"Who knows, when he came to my house, he actually..."

Zhang Wenxiang gritted his teeth, with a double intertwined expression of hatred and pain on his face.

Lin Dong watched the second brother perform calmly.

All the goddamn film kings, but, is it a little too hard?
"He actually took advantage of his drunkenness to belittle my junior sister Bai Zhi. Although Bai Zhi is my junior sister in name, I have had a friendship with her since I was a child, and I regard her as my lover. This scholar is so ignorant that he dares to rely on his backstage to speak nonsense. Mr. Yin, should you kill me or not?"

"As for those nonsense, it's too filthy, so I won't repeat it below, it will spoil everyone's ears."

Zhang Wenxiang was quite involved in acting, his eyes were scarlet, one arm was holding the table, and the veins on his exposed arm were bulging, as if he was really angry.

If Lin Dong didn't know the truth, he would almost believe it now.

"You bullshit!"

As soon as Chen Decai slapped the table, he stood up to argue for the dead scribe Xie Youfang.

He escorted Yin Xieqing all the way from Luzhou, nothing else, he did have some friendship with that literati Xie Youfang, the two of them drank a few glasses of leisure wine, the scholar was humble and kind during the conversation, and he would say some words of concern for the country and the people.

I am afraid that his belief in the heavenly father is stronger than his, so how could he do things that humiliate his relatives.

Chen Decai remembered it very clearly - that day, he and Xie Youfang had a heart-to-heart conversation while sitting in the front of the carriage.

"Have you met foreigners before, what do they look like, are they really like the ones written in the book, are they all red-haired and blue-eyed Rakshasa ghosts?"

Chen Decai remembered that he asked Xie Youfang like this at the time.

"Haha."

Xie Youfang smiled gently.

"No, in fact, foreigners are the same as us, with a square face, a mouth for eating, a pair of eyes for seeing things clearly, a nose for breathing, and two obedient ears. If we must talk about differences, there are indeed some differences in the color of the eyes and the color of the skin, probably due to the difference between the sun in the east and the west."

"A foreigner missionary asked me before, what is your Taiping Army fighting for?"

"I told them that the Qing demon spread all kinds of rumors about the Taiping Army, saying that the Taiping Army used witchcraft to create evil spirits and blood crimes. In fact, the only witchcraft we have used is probably praying to the Heavenly Father."

"In Guangzhou Mansion, we occupied Yong'an. The situation at that time was very bad. At that time, I was not yet under the command of the King of England, and it was not long after the uprising."

"We only have two or three thousand soldiers and horses."

"We were besieged by Qing demons who far outnumbered us. We were out of ammunition and food, but Heavenly Father, who came down to earth at that time, showed us the way to break out of the encirclement."

"Thus, our soldiers sandwiched wives, children, and the elderly, not only fighting a bloody path, but also defeating the Qing demon."

Xie Youfang paused for a moment before continuing: "I told the missionary that we don't know what we are fighting for, maybe it is just for survival. But if King Taiping becomes the Lord of China, it is the will of the Heavenly Father, then he will definitely become the Lord of China. If not! Then let me die on the road of rebelling against the Qing Dynasty."

"Always use the blood of scholars to do something for this land."

Xie Youfang spoke very heavy words in a very gentle voice.

How could such a person die like this?
die here.

Chen Decai's fists creaked and creaked, and the next moment, his body suddenly rose up, and his long gown was stretched out in an instant, and his entire chest seemed to be ignited with anger.

At this time, a cold hand pressed his shoulder.

"Quiet."

"Leave everything to me."

Yin Xieqing's hand seemed to have a kind of magic power, which controlled Chen Decai who was in anger.

"As General Chen said, I believe that Xie Youfang could not have done such a thing. However, I am even more afraid that what Master Zhang said is true, that he will fall, and that Xie Youfang has really betrayed the belief of the heavenly father and disobeyed the order of the heavenly king. Insulting the family members of the country is a felony in the king's law. Master Zhang just beheaded him, which is really too easy."

"Ahem, in my opinion, it's better to get someone's head and speak for yourself. I can also summon and restrain souls. As we all know, souls without an owner will never lie. If Master Zhang's words are true, how can we just behead him? Let's drag his body out, hang it on the city wall, and expose it to the sun for three days! Let everyone see this upside-down end!"

Yin Xieqing's voice turned high and turned sharply suddenly.

The cold air in the whole banquet seemed to be two points deeper, Ma Xinyi didn't speak, but the other party's words were so determined that he had real ability.

"Chengchun bring the things here."

Yin Xieqing said something in a low voice.

Lan Chengchun had been prepared for a long time, and lifted the red sandalwood box he was carrying with him to the table. Lin Dong saw this box before and was still guessing what it contained, but now it seems that it is probably a human head.

really!

As soon as the wooden box was opened.

Inside was a pale head with a handsome face.

Zhang Wenxiang couldn't help squinting his eyes, and held down the knife at his waist without a trace.

Lin Dong put down his chopsticks, wanting to see what tricks the other party could come up with, and lightly rested his hands on the table.

Ma Xinyi picked up the wine glass and played with it, but didn't look at the man's head.

"Come on, let's hear what he has to say."

Yin Xieqing was holding formulas in his hands, and he was babbling out incantations.

The killing intent spread around the banquet, and it was as if it had condensed into wind, stirring back and forth among several people.

"Qingqing Lingling, heart down Bingding. Look at the South Dipper on the right, and the seven stars on the left. I can mix the primordial energy, and the heaven and the earth will grow... Urgently like a law, I will return to you quickly!"

A cloud of blue light emerged from Yin Xieqing's body.

at this time.

The path in the iron ring on Lin Dong's thumb communicated with Lin Dong with his thoughts, "General, this is the Hunyuan Curse. It is specially used to save the souls of the dead, mend Yin debts, open a treasury, divination to ask marriage, and make the house safe. It is a first-class magic spell. Generally, Yemao Mountain has a lot of practice, but it can make the dead speak?

The little Taoist gave Lin Dong some popular science.

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Lin Dong's eyes flickered with suspicion, and he was a little uncertain, staring at the head carefully.

Lin Dong is not busy wiping guns when he is idle at home these few days. When he is free, he also chats with little Taoist priests, Taoist temples, spells, and some Taoists from the Quanzhen Longmen.

He is no longer in the state of ignorance about the major inheritance of Dao veins.

Yemao Mountain can be regarded as a kind of folk Maoshan, not an orthodox Taoist sect.

However, there are many branches of folk Maoshan, and they are also very messy, such as Zhenxin School, Xitian School, Family Biography, Southern Biography, Northern Biography, etc. Among them, there is an association in the southwest, which is not dedicated to the Supreme Lord.

But Baizi Laojun——Li Huanyang.

This Huanyang sleep, who pioneered one of the Taoist inner alchemy sleeping methods, is different from Chen Tuan, who is called Xiyi sleep, which is a type of side sleep.

Sleeping around the sun is a kind of internal practice method of nourishing alchemy while sleeping peacefully on your back.

The specific little Taoist is not very clear.

but.

"The clear light on this person should be the inner alchemy method, but it is definitely not from the lineage of Old Ancestor Chen, and the only one left is Old Master Baizi."

The little Taoist secretly observed a few more times, and said with great certainty.

"Well, thank you little Taoist priest for clearing up the confusion. I don't care what old man Baizi is? Right now, blocking Ma Xinyi's way is equivalent to blocking my way.

In the bottom of his heart, Lin Dong kept communicating with the little Taoist priest.

"Ugh."

The little Taoist sighed.

"Also please, general, don't commit any crimes."

he advised.

And this time.

"Lord Yin!"

The pale head actually spoke, and a gust of dark wind hovered over the banquet.

(End of this chapter)