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Chapter 341: Death of Zhao Guizhen! (Subscribe!)
Outside Biyou Village,

Forest path.

Bang!
A dull bang stirred up a whistling wind, which blew up falling leaves. Two Taoists, one old and one young, retreated and stopped respectively.

The old Taoist priest, or Zhao Guizhen, who retreated more than ten steps and left more than ten heavy footprints on the ground, looked down at his right hand which was shaking uncontrollably with an unsightly expression, then raised his head, forced a smile on his face and looked at the young Taoist priest opposite him.

"Brother, please let me go..."

"I'm sorry, I can't do that..."

Bang!
With a dull thud, Zhao Guizhen kicked the ground with his big foot, kicked up the dirt, raised his hand and slapped the air, his internal Qi stirred, and dust rolled and flew everywhere.

The young Taoist frowned, stepped back, raised his sleeves and swung them violently. When the dust was blown away, there was no trace of Zhao Guizhen.

The young Taoist sighed, looked at the black spot that was moving away quickly in the distance, and said with a sigh: "If I had known this would happen, why did I do it in the first place..."

The young Taoist moved his left hand, the talisman paper in his hand started to burn and he threw it into the sky. Bang, a firework-like light suddenly appeared in the sky.

Hearing the escape in the distance, Zhao Guizhen's face changed drastically and he looked back. What he saw was a series of figures chasing after him quickly in the forest.

He gritted his teeth and cursed: "Damn it, why can't you guys give me a way out!"

boom--

A strong wind blew over, and Zhao Guizhen looked at the familiar internal qi-shaped palm print, his eyes red as he angrily shouted at the figure in the bushes beside him: "Old man, you are looking for death!"

Looking at the old man who had chased him from last night to noon today, Zhao Guizhen quickened his pace.
He dodged the internal energy palm print by leaning sideways, raised his hand and swung it, a palm print flew out with a gust of wind, and the bushes were instantly blown to pieces.

Xia Liuqing, who was vomiting blood, jumped out, but his eyes were even redder than Zhao Guizhen's, and he said, "I beg you not to run away, please don't run away. If you run away, Jin Feng will die..."

"Mad, get out of here!"

Zhao Guizhen cursed at Xia Liuqing who was rushing towards him, raised his hand and slapped him, condensing his internal energy. However, before it could be activated to form a palm print, Xia Liuqing suddenly pounced and took the blow head on.

Bang!
"you……"

"I beg you, don't run away!"

"You are freaking sick!"

Zhao Guizhen cursed angrily at Xia Liuqing, who had taken his blow and was determined to hold onto his arm even if he was bleeding.
Just as he was about to urge the Seven Evils to gather together, a voice suddenly rang in his ears: "I heard that your last name is also Zhao?"

"Ok?"

Zhao Guizhen was stunned. When he was distracted, he found that his eyes blurred. When he regained consciousness, Xia Liuqing, who was holding his arm, was gone.
Instead, there was a man, a man with an extraordinary appearance, or in other words, the 70th generation disciple of Maoshan.
His uncle Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Guizhen was terrified and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but he found that he couldn't retreat at all. The invisible air seemed to have turned into a solid wall, blocking his retreat.
Just when he was about to urge the Seven Evils to gather together, Zhao Zheng moved, and a sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard.
A dark black chain whizzed out from behind Zhao Zheng and hit Zhao Guizhen's head accurately.

Zhao Guizhen was knocked against the big tree behind him with a bang, and a burst of ghostly howling and a whistling cold wind rose from Zhao Guizhen's body.

Seven black mists were instantly pulled out of Zhao Guizhen's body by the soul-binding chains, and Zhao Guizhen, who had lost the seven vengeful spirits, collapsed to the ground as if he had lost all his energy.

"Meet Junior Master!"
The Maoshan disciples who were chasing after them all bowed and saluted when they saw Zhao Zheng. Zhao Zheng turned around to look at everyone and said, "Hmm."

"Okay, leave him to me, you guys go back."

"Yes, Junior Master."
After paying their respects, the Maoshan disciples dispersed in unison, which made Wang Ye and the other two smack their tongues, and also made them look at Xia Liuqing, who was still spitting blood from his mouth.

"Master Zhao, Jin Feng..."

"Don't worry, she's fine, go back and wait."

"Good good."

Xia Liuqing showed a relieved smile on his face, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stumbled back. Zhuge Qing raised his eyebrows, muttered "dog licking", and looked at Zhao Guizhen.

"Is he the abandoned disciple of Maoshan you mentioned?"

"Yes, a disciple who practices evil methods..."

Zhao Zheng explained and talked about Zhao Guizhen's soul practice as a young boy. Wang Ye and the others frowned when they heard it.

Zhao Guizhen, who had just woken up from the backlash of the Seven Evils, knelt down with snot and tears all over his face, looking panicked.

"Uncle Master, please spare my life, please spare me this time. I won't dare to do it again. I won't dare to do it again. Please let me go. I promise not to appear in front of you again. No, I promise to go to a foreign country from now on and never appear in front of you again..."

"Want to live?"

Zhao Zheng interrupted Zhao Guizhen with a smile. Zhao Guizhen was stunned, then nodded madly with joy in his eyes, which made Wang Ye and the others frown and open their mouths, but they did not say anything, just looked at Zhao Zheng.

"It's easy to live. Come, get up, and stand up."

Zhao Zheng spoke with a smile. Zhao Guizhen struggled to get up from the ground and stood up. He saw Zhao Zheng stretched out his hand and drew a golden circle on the ground around him, and then patted his chest lightly.

"A person can survive for about seven days without food and only drink water, and for about three days without food and water. The chapter I just mentioned has accelerated your metabolic rate and also slowed down your sense of time. If you can survive for seven hours..."

Zhao Zheng paused and patted Zhao Guizhen on the shoulder: "By the way, you can't move at all during this process."

"Yes, uncle..."

Zhao Guizhen moved his lips slightly and spoke, standing motionless in the golden circle, his eyes full of desire for life.

"come on!"

Zhao Zheng spoke with a smile and left directly after that. Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing looked at Zhao Guizhen with frowns and followed Zhao Zheng. Wang Ye only spoke after they had walked some distance.

"You're not really going to let him go?"

"Just kill him directly. He is your abandoned disciple of Maoshan. No one will make a fuss about it if you kill him. What's more, he killed seven people in order to practice evil magic."

Zhuge Qing frowned and suggested that he might try to persuade others, but he really didn't have the mood to do so when facing Zhao Guizhen, who had killed seven people in a cruel way.

"Did I say let him go?"

Zhao Zheng asked back with a smile. Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing were stunned, thinking about what Zhao Zheng had just said to Zhao Guizhen.
He looked at Zhao Zheng speechlessly for a moment, because Zhao Zheng really did not say explicitly to let Zhao Guizhen go. Even when he talked about holding on for seven hours, he did not explicitly say to let Zhao Guizhen live.

"You are going to torture him to death. Aren't you afraid that he will run away?" Wang Ye frowned. It wasn't that he felt sorry for him, but he was just afraid that Zhao Guizhen would run away.

"He didn't dare."

Zhao Zheng smiled and looked back in the direction of Zhao Guizhen in the distance. Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye frowned at each other and thought it would be better to come back and take a look later.

Thinking about this, Wang Ye looked at Zhao Zheng who was walking towards Biyou Village with curiosity and said, "You didn't seem to use Qimen just now. How did you manage to slow down his sense of time and speed up his metabolism?"

Zhuge Qing also showed curiosity. Zhao Zheng thought for a moment, then took out books such as "Biological Science", "Biochemistry", and "Medical Biology" from his back and handed them to Wang Ye and the other two.

"..."×2
understood,

This guy is trying to trick us!
Wang Ye and the other man were about to refuse with gloomy faces, but when they saw Zhao Zheng's expression, they spoke in unison in confusion.

"You didn't trick us?"

"???"

"???"×2
"What are you talking about? You should know that people's sense of time is actually controlled by physiological and psychological clocks, and there are two points that dominate this. The former is the cerebellum in the human head, and the latter is the human metabolism. I just slowed down his metabolism with therapy..." Zhao Zheng said slowly.

Wang Ye and the other man listened to what Zhao Zheng said with a confused look on their faces, and looked at the books Zhao Zheng handed over without quite understanding.

Inexplicably, the two of them had the same thought in their minds, which was... maybe something was wrong.

It was just a sense of time, how did it get linked to biochemistry? Just as they were thinking about it, they heard Zhao Zheng talking about the five internal organs and five qi.

"..."×2
Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing looked at each other with even more confusion, and turned to look at Zhao Zheng, who was talking about the theory of the five internal organs and five qi in traditional Chinese medicine from modern medical biology. Coincidentally, they both spoke at the same time.

"stop!"

Ok?
Such tacit understanding!

Zhao Zheng asked doubtfully.

"Huh? What? Didn't I explain it in detail enough?" "...No, what I mean is...it's time to go back and eat." Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing said in tacit understanding. After that, the two looked at each other silently, and only felt that I was Qing (Ye).

Zhao Zheng frowned as he looked at the two of them, and expressionlessly put away the books he had taken out. Not long after the three of them walked towards Biyou Village.

Behind the woods, which is the entrance leading to the woods, came six people Zhao Zheng was familiar with, or in other words, they were Zhang Chulan and other six people who were ordered to investigate Biyou Village and arrest Chen Duo.

"The smell of blood..."

Xiao Zizai, who had just entered the forest, raised his eyebrows. Zhang Chulan and the other four subconsciously twitched their noses, and when they found that they couldn't smell anything, they looked at Xiao Zizai.

"In front, and..."

Xiao Zizai looked around subconsciously, and Wang Zhenqiu pointed at a piece of broken wood on the ground with a thoughtful look.

"There are signs of a fight, and it didn't last long!"

"Walk."

Everyone looked at each other, quickened their pace and moved cautiously towards the place where the smell of blood was coming from. Soon, the six of them stopped.
As they stopped, they hid behind trees or cover and looked ahead. In the distance, there was a middle-aged man standing in the woods, motionless, who seemed to have been there for a day or two.
The middle-aged man's clothes were tattered, and he had obviously been in a fight. His face was as pale as paper, and he was obviously seriously injured. He was mumbling something that they could not hear clearly.

"Hey, why is there a circle on the ground?"

Clarinet said in surprise as he stretched out his hand. Everyone looked in the direction where Clarinet was pointing, and saw a golden circle shining under the middle-aged man's feet.

"Are there goblins nearby?"

Zhang Chulan spoke in confusion and found that except for Feng Baobao, everyone else looked at him sideways and curled their lips.

"Just to liven up the atmosphere, but this man seems to be a Taoist priest..." Zhang Chulan said uncertainly as he looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.

"I can see that, and I can see that he has been trapped..." As Wang Zhenqiu spoke, he took out his cell phone, pointed the camera at the middle-aged man and took a picture.
The photo was sent to the group chat. Within a few seconds, the information that the second prosecutor had investigated came in, and everyone took out their phones to take a look.

"Zhao Guizhen, the abandoned disciple of Maoshan, practices evil magic... Wait, my uncle has come to Biyou Village? What, my uncle has become the landlord of Biyou Village now?"

Zhang Chulan looked blankly at the message sent by Erzhuang in the group chat. Xiao Zizai and others frowned, especially Hei Guaner and Wang Zhenqiu. Lao Meng scratched his head, puzzled: "How did this corpse fairy get involved with the new Jiejiao?"

After asking, he realized that he had spoken too much, because no one from Xiao Zizai and others answered him. Wang Zhenqiu said with envy on his face.

"Tsk, it's great to have a Tenth Master as an elder!"

The meaning of Wang Zhenqiu's words was simple, he was saying that the head master was the one who interfered with the affairs of Biyou Village due to the Ten Lords and Zhao Zheng.

Hearing Zhang Chulan frowning slightly, Xiao Zizai glanced at Wang Zhenqiu, then looked at Zhao Guizhen in front of him and said with regret in his eyes.

"Let's go."

"Ah."

The crowd continued to move forward, but did not contact Zhao Guizhen, the abandoned disciple of Maoshan, but chose to take a detour.

"Why is he standing there like an idiot?"

Looking at Zhao Guizhen, who was obviously seriously injured but still standing in the golden circle in front of him on the left, Zhang Chulan asked curiously in a low voice.

After taking a look at the traces of fighting nearby, Hei Guaner sneered and said, "He is afraid of death, so of course he dare not move!"

From the message sent by Erzhuang, he learned that Zhao Guizhen actually relied on harming others to practice evil methods. Naturally, he had no good feelings towards Zhao Guizhen. If it were not for the wrong occasion, he would have shot the other party long ago.

Not just him,

The same goes for Xiao Zizai and others.

"fear death?"

Zhang Chulan looked puzzled. Wang Zhenqiu looked at Zhang Chulan with a smile and said, "You were so smart last night, why are you so stupid today? Besides, you don't think that what I just said about drawing a prison on the ground was just talk, right?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone stopped. Xiao Zizai raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Guizhen who was standing stupidly in front of him on the left.

"Is it really a prison?"

Lao Meng asked curiously, and the clarinet player said "hush". Everyone listened carefully and pricked up their ears, only to hear Zhao Guizhen's weak voice.

"It's almost there, the seven hours are almost up, I can't move, it's almost there, it's almost there, the seven hours are almost up, no, why is it so slow, I don't want to die, I really don't want to die... It's almost there, the seven hours are almost up..."

Two completely different and subtle voices of Zhao Guizhen rang in everyone's ears, one was to comfort himself, and the other was like madness.

The tone of voice that sounded like split personality made Zhang Chulan and others' scalps numb, but they didn't know that this was because Zhao Zheng used the healing technique to slow down Zhao Guizhen's sense of time.

Zhao Guizhen seemed to have only been here for more than an hour, but his own brain deceived him and he felt that he had been here for more than a day, standing there for more than a day.

During this "one day and more", Zhao Guizhen not only had to stand still, but also had to endure great pressure.

That is the pressure of Zhao Zheng showing up and killing him.

Although Zhang Chulan and the others didn't know this, after seeing Zhao Guizhen's crazy look, they began to understand why Wang Zhenqiu said to draw a line on the ground as a prison.

Wait, how did Wang Zhenqiu know that?
"I learned lip reading from someone!"

Looking at everyone's gaze, Wang Zhenqiu explained with a smile. Hei Guan'er understood and then said let's go.

Everyone continued to move forward, very quickly, but not too fast actually. More than half an hour later, just as everyone walked out of the woods, Feng Baobao looked back and said thoughtfully.

"Is he going to die?"

"should be."

Wang Zhenqiu looked back at the woods.

bang——

A violent fire and a huge explosion sounded from the forest, the birds chirped, the beasts screamed, and everyone was stunned.

"Shit, a bomb?"

……

"bomb?"

"A trigger mine to be exact."

In front of the Xiushen Hall where the Xiushen Furnace is located, Zhao Zheng, who had just finished his lunch, answered Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing, and added: "Don't worry, whether he can hold on or not, his only outcome is death."

It wasn't that Zhao Zheng thought Zhao Guizhen had the guts to escape, but he just didn't want to leave the other party with an intact body.

the reason,
Just do it if you want to.
The reason is that there is no reason.

Do whatever you feel like doing, just follow your heart.

"Land... Mine..." ×2
Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing stared at Zhao Zheng with wide eyes. Ma Xianhong, who was about to open the door, and Qiu Rang and others who followed him had their eyelids twitching. Zhao Zheng said with a smile.

"Don't worry, this is the only trigger-type one."

"..."×N
It's not a matter of one or two.
But, where did you get the mine?
Wang Ye and the other two stared at Zhao Zheng with wide eyes. Zhao Zheng frowned and thought for a while: "Actually, if you rub this thing with your hands, it won't be..."

"Ahem, Mr. Zhao, please."

no other meaning,
Please stop talking!

Bi Yuan, who had been helping Ma Xianhong, coughed and interrupted Zhao Zheng with a smile. Zhao Zheng didn't care.

He just walked forward, looked at the self-cultivation furnace in the self-cultivation hall in front of him, and walked in with excitement in his eyes. Wang Ye and the other two were about to follow him, but suddenly they stopped and looked at each other subconsciously.

Wang Ye frowned, and Zhuge Qing frowned as well. The two looked at each other again and spoke in tacit understanding.

"Trigger type... one..."

After he finished speaking, Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing looked at Zhao Zheng who walked into the Self-cultivation Hall with twitching mouth corners. Well, it turned out that the trigger mine was gone, but there are still others, right...

(End of this chapter)