Republic of China

Chapter 381 Tianke
Time moved forward a little bit.

Under the sudden attack of the Four Guards Xiu Yuan Fa, the brothers were forced to disperse. Unlike the other groups, only Lu Xiu could easily identify the direction from the wind.

"Don't panic, just follow me!"

It’s a pity that no one responded.

When Lü Xiucai smashed the terracotta figurine with the bronze vajra, where were his brothers around him? There were quite a few unconscious spectators lying in all directions in the courtyard.

It is not difficult to see that this is outside the main hall of Suluo Garden. The temporary stage is much better than the makeshift troupe of "Juejuezi"'s house.

"Huh? I got lucky."

Lu Xiucai had a smile on his face. Besides him, the only person standing here was the well-dressed and elegant man on the stage.

We met before.

Nalan is tolerant!

After accidentally running into the main target of this trip, Lu Xiucai secretly praised himself for making a big profit. Of course, he still had to thank the old man. Without the Fengjiao technique he taught him, he might not have been able to run into this bastard.

"I'm curious."

Nalan Rongcuo stood with his hands behind his back, showing no intention of drawing a sword. He stood on the stage and looked down at the young man slightly.

He has slightly dark skin, handsome face, and a pair of funny protruding ears. The most striking thing about him is the bookish air. In short, he is a young man with culture and knowledge. To say that he is a wanderer is more like a teacher in Nalan Rongcuo's opinion.

"You and I have never met before. We have no grudges in the past or today. Why would you give Liu Guanghai such a ruthless effort? For money? Probably not. With your abilities, you can be treated as guests of honor in any powerful mansion. So I think about it over and over again and still don't understand your real purpose."

Nalan Rongcuo's doubts were understandable. Liu Guanghai was a big gangster on the docks, but in fact he had very little money in his pocket. Most of his money was distributed to his brothers. How could he have such a huge sum of money to hire such a master? Or was he a gang?
Although in this world people laugh at the poor but not at prostitutes, and everything is about money, many extraordinary masters still have their own pride.

It is said that after learning literary and martial arts, one can sell them to the emperor's family, or perhaps work for warlords, dignitaries, local tyrants and evil gentry, but basically one will not work as a laborer at the docks, otherwise one will easily be ridiculed by peers if the news gets out. Even if one sells them, one has to do it secretly. How can one be as ostentatious as they are?
Lu Xiucai lowered his eyebrows and stroked the diamond hook, saying lightly: "Can't it be that I just want to beat you up because I feel disgusted with you?"

Both publicly and privately, Lu Xiucai looked down on Nalan Rongcuo.

I won't talk about the burial piles and the spiritual separation. What is your butt crack for sale, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes? Or is this the moral code of all actors in the acting circle? It's disgusting to think about it.

Nalan Rongcuo stretched out his palm and let the falling snow fall into his palm and melt.

"Is the disgust you see in me because of my cruelty? Or is it because of my dependence on the powerful? In fact, none of this matters. In the eyes of the world, they will only appreciate my success, but will never care about what means I used. Some tricks are just floating shadows on the wall. The world does not care about my true appearance. Even if it is the shadow of a despicable and short person, it will still be sought after and admired."

Lu Xiucai did not refute, because he knew that what Nalan Roncuo said was correct. Whoever has the power can call a horse a zebra and his farts can smell good. Without the power, even if you are a saint, few people will listen to you, and they will even give you some poisonous chicken soup in the end.

Being able to achieve such an achievement is enough to prove that what Nalan Rongcuo said is true and it is difficult to refute. Lu Xiucai does not want to refute it. I am here to fight, not to sign up for your philosophy class.

Seeing that Lu Xiucai was like a taciturn person, Nalan Rongcuo chuckled and spoke again, "You have destroyed most of my years of hard work. It is not too much to answer a question for me."

At this moment, Lu Xiucai wanted to use the tone of his younger brother to scold the other party. He was really like eating melon seeds while giving birth to a child. His mouth was never idle. What time is it now? Why don't you finish the game and have a midnight snack?

"You are the kind of person who lays dozens of stakes for your own selfish desires. Answer? He——tui——"

"How about this? As an equal exchange, I will tell you a secret. Don't be quick to refuse. This secret concerns the life and death of your brothers. As for you? You will die here, so it doesn't count."

People who know Lu Xiucai know that although this guy looks gentle and refined, he actually has a bad temper. Compared to Kang Muang, Lu Xiucai's temperament is more in line with Zhao Sanyuan, and they are more like brothers.

Will I die here?
Isn't that just a disguised way of saying that I will die in your rotten ass hands?

You're bragging so much, who are you talking to?
But the second half of Nalan's sentence made it difficult for Lu Xiucai to get angry.

Besides, now that things have come to this, there is no need to hide the purpose anymore.

"We came to Tianjin to look for a batch of oracle bones."

Whether it is an enemy or a friend, it is comfortable to talk to a smart person. Lv Xiucai did not need to say much. Just one simple sentence made Nalan Rongcuo suddenly enlightened and figured out everything. Among the people dealing in antiques in Tianjin, Liu Guanghai has the largest business. As long as the batch of oracle bones is still in Tianjin, Liu Guanghai will definitely find clues. Therefore, in order to return the favor, these wanderers have to do something for Liu Guanghai, at least find the murderer who killed Tong Weishan and avenge him.

When it comes to oracle bones, Nalan is very clear about his tolerance.

The source of the recent dispute between the two sides is precisely this batch of oracle bones, which have fallen into the hands of Japanese dignitaries.

It seems that the Japanese dignitaries knew that Lu Xiucai and others were going to cause trouble, so they made preparations in advance and ambush in Suluo Garden, ready to solve the problem once and for all.

This is why Nalan Rongcuo wanted to know the inside story. How could he not know that Tu Yumen Daoqiu and his gang were all masters among masters? Although they said they were here to deal with Lu Xiucai and others, no one could guarantee whether it was true or not.

Nalan Rongcuo made a rough guess, but it was only a rough guess. He certainly didn't know about the bloody feud between Zhao Sanyuan and others and the Onmyoji, and he didn't know that Tsuchiya Daoqiu wanted to use this incident to cause trouble for the Zhang family.

Lu Xiucai said coldly: "Tell me the secret, don't hide it."

Nalan Rongcuo did not regret it, but he could not say it too clearly, "It's very simple. There are old friends of yours in Su Luo Garden, and you can't match them."

"Is this considered a secret? Do you need to brag about it?" Lu Xiucai was so angry that his teeth were itching. The moment he entered the room and heard the sound of the pipa, he knew that it was that old bitch Qi Sihai who was there.

This was something Nalan Roncuo couldn't handle. He felt a pang in his heart and thought to himself that this shouldn't be the case. There was no news at all about Tsuchimikado Toaki leading his men into the Suluo Garden for an ambush. How did this guy find out the clues?
If the secret was discovered in advance, does it mean that Lu Xiucai and others were prepared? Otherwise, how could they dare to enter such a dangerous place?

No!

We must first capture this guy alive and ask him clearly!
At this moment, a loud bang was heard, and Lu Xiucai's face suddenly changed. He knew that this was Kang Ge's thunder talisman. Being able to force Kang Ge to use this trick showed that it must be very dangerous over there. He had to quickly deal with Nalan Rongcuo and go over to help.

The two sides chatted across servers, each with their own plans.

No nonsense, no probing, just full fire!

Two faint lights appeared when Nalan Rongcuo turned his sleeves, like a pair of slender iron chopsticks with square heads and tails, connected to each other by a red rope wrapped with gold thread.

When the iron chopsticks hit the Beijing opera drum, the sound it made was not a drum sound at all, but more like hitting some kind of hard shell.

The night wind blows through the curtains covering the stage
In addition to the wooden racks, there are densely packed mysterious earthenware jars, some big, some small, some tall, some short, at least more than a hundred jars.

Lu Xiucai's ears moved slightly, his pupils were like torches, and the night wind in this small world in front of him was like countless floating ripples, chaotic and disorderly.

But it was from this mess that Lu Xiucai saw where the danger came from.

Ju, Tan, Bi, Po!

Once you see the direction where the danger comes from, everything will be easy.

The right hand held the wheel seal and swiped the Vajra hook horizontally. The tail of the hook cut the fingertip, and a drop of essence and blood was emitted with a faint golden glow.

"The wonderful appearance of the true emptiness of Western India!"

"Where the golden light shines!"

"I came to Jambudvīpa to save the suffering!"

"Ming Zhizhi Jianmo Lizong!"

Two meters in front of Lu Xiucai's left, the snow suddenly exploded in an area as large as a compass, as if an invisible force had dropped from the sky and smashed down hard.

The snake ghost, which was difficult to see with the naked eye and could torture a living person to death, lost half its life directly, and then exploded one by one on the snow surface several times in succession.

Nalan Rongcuo, who was performing the spell on the stage, paused for a moment. He did not expect that tonight he would encounter a magical Buddhist method that was a natural nemesis for snakes and ghosts.

"Baoxiang Huiming Sword!"

It's not like he hadn't dealt with Lu Xiucai before. At that time, he and Zhao Sanyuan had a hard time dealing with a few scorpion ghosts. Even with the suppression of Shen Ge Xiao Feng Shui, they all knew this trick, so why didn't they use it then?
You're playing me, right?!
(End of this chapter)