Emperor Phoenix

Chapter 207

The man held Wu Jin in the palm of his hand and said with a sneer: "Does Shui Jingchen think that I have nothing if I take away all my treasures? How can he understand the importance of money like I do?" He arrogantly stretched out his hand and pointed at the room. , "There seems to be nothing in my room except utensils, but all the utensils belong to Ujin!"

"Wow! A lot of money, thank you." Qin Changge applauded immediately, "It's a pity that if life is gone, what's the use of money? Is it a coffin?"

She picked up Xiao Jue and left, "I don't think you have too much Wujin here, it's probably enough to cover your own set of coffins, so we won't rob you. .”

He said he would leave without hesitation, Qin Changge was outrageously chic, and Xiao Jue didn't even bother to look at the man from the beginning to the end, just turn around.

"stop!"

The two did not stop at all.

"and many more!"

No one is willing to wait.

"Please!"

Unmoved, Qin Changge waved his back to him, meaning: It is better to ask yourself than to ask others.

"I... I said!"

With a whoosh, the two handsome guys immediately sat back firmly in front of the man with a serene posture. Qin Changge looked at him with a smile, "Say it earlier, it's a waste of time."

The man smiled wryly, where did this pair of villains come from?Oil and salt do not enter, eight winds do not move, and the room is full of belongings, but they can't make them take a second look, especially the tall man, whose eyes are even contemptuous.

Qin Changge ignited the flint, calculating the time when Suxuan could block Shui Jingchen and the possible actions of the Shui family. One of them might make her feel faintly anxious, but she had a smile on her face. Somewhat similar to Shui Yingqi's face.

"Come on, Uncle Shui, tell me what happened to Shui Yingqi's body?"

"His corpse?" The man was stunned, "Is his corpse still visible? Shouldn't it be dead by now?"

Qin Changge and Xiao Jue looked at each other.

dry?Shouldn't it be rotten?What's that in the coffin?
"Dare to ask your name? What is your status in the Shui family?" Qin Changge stared at the other party with a smile. It seemed that this guy's status was not low.

"Shui Yingshen, the second younger brother of the old Patriarch, the deputy head of the Shui family." Shui Yingshen frowned, he had gradually calmed down from his initial impatience, he calmed down and carefully looked at the two people in front of him, silently weighing them in his heart.

"Water manager, we don't have much time to dawdle now," Qin Changge smiled kindly, "Just tell me everything you know."

She waved her hand to Shui Yingshen who was about to speak, and she said bluntly, "No, don't ask so much, don't mention conditions, the negotiation is between two parties with equal status, and you are not qualified to talk to me now."

Seeing Fang Zhen's blushing face, she said lightly: "Master Shui, a smart person must know how to judge the situation. We can see your current situation. Your martial arts are limited, right? You can only treat us as the only ones." My savior, there is no other choice, well, let's talk."

Shui Yingshen, who was speechless under the pressure of her words, swallowed, looked at the man standing with his hands behind his back, who was infinitely oppressive with just a back view, thought for a while, and said, "Okay... Let me say, Although the old Patriarch died suddenly, in fact he died very strangely. He suffered a sudden and strange illness in spring, and then the lingering sickness gradually became unbearable. At that time, Jingchen was not in Nanmin, and we blocked the news from the outside world. Jingchen came back in April Yes, when he came back he was very bad and was injured, the one who sent him back was Bai Yuan, the master of Dongyan."

Qin Changge and Xiao Jue looked at each other again. The prophecy of Chu Feihuan in Shijiacun was indeed true. Something happened to the Shui family at that time, and Shui Jingchen really had a way out. He was chased by Suxuan and rushed to Shang Shan, the person who was waiting there to meet him turned out to be Dongyan Guoshi himself!
Why did they come to Xiliang?Why did Shui Jingchen lurk in Yingdu?He interfered with Huangmeng and let Yunhua out of Prince Zhao's mansion. What was his reason for killing the remnants of the Cai Gu Sect in Shijia Village?And Bai Yuan, why did he come here?

Qin Changge only felt that the mysteries seemed to be layered on top of his head like dark clouds, unraveling one after another, endlessly arising and dying.

"After Jing Chen came back, he didn't recuperate first, but went to the Patriarch's bedroom. That night..."

He suddenly showed a strange expression.

The wind hissed outside the window, the moonless distant sky was full of stars, and some unknown bird on the tree branch in the distance screamed shrillly.

Shui Yingshen's voice sounded quite far away.

"...At that time I was still living on the top of the valley, not far from the home of the Patriarch. Yilan had a rule of not going out at night. Except for the past Patriarchs and heirs, no one knew why...I was practicing in the room that night, and suddenly heard There was a faint sound of blades piercing the air from far away."

He pursed his lips with a grim expression, "I rushed to the window and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see the shadow of the candle in the master's bedroom flickering and shaking, as if it was about to be extinguished by some wind, but it never extinguished." , I looked at it for a while, but I didn’t dare to go over to see it, the Shui family strictly ordered that those who go out at night will be punished by the family rules, I dare not.”

"Everything was as usual on the second day. I had doubts and wanted to ask other brothers who lived close by if they heard the voice, but I found it difficult to speak. This incident made me feel faintly ominous, so I didn't say it for the sake of prudence. Moreover, the orientation and distance of my house is the one closest to the owner, the wind noise is not obvious, maybe I was the only one who heard it."

"I've been listening to this sound for sixteen days," Shui Yingshen said with a look of disgust on his face, "On the 16th day, I lay on the bed and listened carefully to the sound of piercing the air, chopping, horizontal, folding, and skimming... ...I can feel the difference in movements in every wind sound, I thought over and over again, and suddenly sat up!"

When he said the last few words, his tone was suddenly tense, and a little excitement appeared on his face, even his fingers were slightly convulsed.

"...I found out that it is a 'zig' character!"

"Zigzi?" Qin Changge turned his head to look at him, "These sixteen days, have you been practicing calligraphy with a sword?"

"It's not practicing calligraphy, it's practicing the 'Cai Cha' sword technique!" Shui Yingshen looked joyful and fearful, his eyes widened, as if he had seen some treasure from the sky, "This is the long-lost treasure of our Shui family. The supreme swordsmanship is incomparably powerful, but this swordsmanship has been ominous since its birth. It is said that it was destroyed by the ancestors decades ago, and the Shui family was strictly ordered not to practice it again. The word came out of the womb, 'Collecting the scorpion, the thin words are collected. The picking is not the scorpion, the thin words have it'. It is said that those who practice this sword method will get the natural method, not afraid of all kinds of poisons, as light as a feather, and with true energy Flowing, endless."

Qin Changge immediately thought of the water mirror dust on the tip of the green leaves in the dense forest, and the true energy under the siege of the three masters who couldn't breathe.

"You mean, Shui Jingchen practiced the taboo swordsmanship of your Shui family, and it was Shui's old family who taught him?"

"I don't know if I taught it voluntarily." Shui Yingshen showed a sneer on his face, "He was very sick and taught him strangely. The strange thing is that on the last day, even I could recognize the last word, it should have been done in one stroke, but for some reason it was still stiff and stagnant, unable to coherent."

"I was sitting on the bed at the time, listening to the wind that I couldn't break through no matter what, I felt faintly anxious. I didn't know how frustrated the person who wielded the sword was? However, he still practiced without haste. ... so patient..."

"Suddenly the sound of the wind stopped. I went to the window to have a look, only to see that the candle was dimmed, then brightened, and then the wind sounded again."

His lips trembled suddenly.

Qin Changge played with his fingers, smiled grimly, and made a heart-inducing gesture. Shui Yingshen's face turned pale again, and he continued after a long while: "The wind is blowing again, and this time there will be no obstacles. When I heard this great change, I only felt my heart pounding, as if something terrible had happened between the light and darkness of the candle just now."

"I dare not go out. Now I go out to have a look. Who knows if I will give it to Shui Jingchen, who has just practiced the sword picking technique? I thought about it, climbed out of bed, lay down on the ground and listened carefully. The sound of having to walk... the sound of moving tables and chairs... the sound of looking for something... the sound of water... the sound of dripping liquid..."

His tone was chilling, the wind outside the window suddenly became violent, and the ferocious black shadows of the surrounding trees swayed wildly on the wall, like a devil's hand, looking down with its claws, choosing the prey to be devoured.

The wind sounded like a ghost crying, but one didn't know if it was the Shui Yingqi who died strangely, or the ancestor of the Shui family who created the glorious reputation of the Shangshan family?
"The next day, the Patriarch died."

Shui Yingshen's tone was light and his eyes were deep, "I heard 36 Sanskrit sounds early in the morning. This is the mourning sound of the death of the Patriarch. I immediately rushed into the Patriarch's bedroom. Jingchen sat cross-legged in the hall, and behind him was the Patriarch covered in white silk corpse."

"The fragrance in the hall is very strong. The two Xuesu Golden Orchids in the valley were moved by Jingchen and placed on the head and feet of the owner's body. The fragrance of the Golden Orchid is invincible and precious. It has always been enshrined on the top of the mountain. We can't see it either, and it is understandable to bring up such a major event as the Patriarch's death, but I always feel that this is not the case."

Qin Changge smiled, and said softly, "Is it just to cover up the smell?"

Staring at her in surprise, Shui Yingshen nodded, "Yes, I think so. I was the first one to arrive at the time, touching the corpse and crying bitterly. Jing Chen wouldn't let me get close to the corpse, so I pulled Patriarch's hand while he was not paying attention. Hand, the hand of the Patriarch hangs down."

He involuntarily made a gesture of dropping his five fingers, his eyes horrified.

"...I saw that his five fingers were completely withered, as pale as a stump of firewood."

There was panic in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "...The Patriarch was originally slightly fat, with plump skin, and has always been in good health..."

"I lay on the ground and cried bitterly, and suddenly saw something rolling in the cracks in the bricks in front of me. I stretched out my fingers and quietly fished it out, and found that it was heavy silver."

(End of this chapter)