I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 129: What’s the use of the remaining body if you don’t kill the evildoer?
The once-in-a-decade Zuochao Festival has finally ended.

The number of people in Xuantianjing had decreased by more than half in just a few days, and even in the prosperous South City there was no longer such a crowded scene.

Shen Haohao still hasn't come to look for Chen Zhian.

I don't know what happened to Princess Linglong's plan to escape.

Jiang Taiping came to the imperial city today and brought a Qiankun bag with him.

This Qiankun bag was the one that was obtained along with the many rewards that Eunuch Liu brought over.

The inner universe is actually quite cramped, much smaller than the Chenglu Ring.

"Where is your bag?" Chen Zhian took a Qiankun bag and asked with a frown.

A Qiankun bag could barely hold one corpse, let alone two.

Jiang Taiping shook his head and said, "The woman's body is not in the Inspectorate. I spent a little money and asked the Criminal Division of the Jingyin Mansion in a roundabout way. They said... she struggled too hard during the interrogation and accidentally had her hands and feet torn off, so they didn't keep the body.

It was just that the interrogation was conducted in the middle of the night, which was quite hasty, and the people involved were a little confused, so no one knew where the body was thrown into a mass grave."

Chen Zhian narrowed his eyes.

Jiang Taiping said: "It is said that this girl is quite pretty. If she is a decent girl with a good background, it would be fine. But this girl has no background... I am afraid she has some connections..."

He hadn't finished his words when he changed the subject and said, "Who can tell clearly what happened in the government? The boat that my family used for fishing for three generations was suddenly stolen. Two or three days later, the boat was taken by someone else and fished openly on the river.

My father took a few people from the same village to seek justice, but they were all arrested by the county magistrate and thrown into jail. They were beaten and threatened. What could a family that makes a living by fishing do? "

"Later, I learned that there was a head constable who was secretly doing some business, but what he sold were the things of ordinary people. As long as you can afford the price, you can just go and get it."

Jiang Taiping grinned as he said this: "It's good that the boat was still there, I would still be fishing on the river. It's a pity that after the boat was stolen, my father was threatened and beaten, and he didn't make it to the next year."

"That's getting off topic..." Jiang Taiping waved his hand, "I'm still on duty today and can't be away for too long. I only found one thing, and I'm afraid the second one is gone and can't be found."

Jiang Taiping left the yard.

Chen Zhian looked at the Qiankun bag in his hand. The bag was as light as a feather, but the things inside were not even as heavy as a feather.

But he still probed into it a trace of divine power, which flowed through the spiritual patterns on the Qiankun bag and probed into it.

The divine energy was like an eye, falling into the Qiankun bag, and clearly sensed that Lin Hu was curled up inside.

In order to put the body into the Qiankun bag, Jiang Taiping thawed the corpse, revealing frostbite and bruises all over the body.

This dishevelled man, who looked to be in his fifties or sixties, actually looked quite young without his long hair covering his face, probably no more than thirty years old.

Chen Zhian sensed it for just a moment and didn't want to look any further, and his divine energy was about to withdraw.

Suddenly, the Guanghan Tower in his mind seemed to touch something and emitted light.

The light passed through the brilliance of Nan Liujing and appeared in Chen Zhian's Niwan Palace, and then passed through Shenyun and fell on the corpse in the Qiankun bag.

All of a sudden, a puff of black smoke emerged from between the soul's eyebrows.

The Guanghan Palace in Baiyujing was shining brightly, and the black smoke disappeared. A ray of green light appeared and then disappeared.

Chen Zhian was stunned and his consciousness fell into Baiyujing, where he saw the Guanghan Tower suspended in the air shining brightly, with a ray of green light floating in the tower.

The rest of the moonlight in Guanghan Tower gradually gathered together, as if to completely swallow up the green light.

Chen Zhian's mind moved, and a divine aura penetrated into Guanghan Tower and turned into an incarnation.

"This Baiyujing is extremely mysterious. Even though the third floor and second city have already appeared, there are still many functions that I have not yet developed."

Chen Zhian stared at the green light of the building. There was a little black air in the light, which was gradually disappearing when it came into contact with the moonlight and spiritual energy in Guanghan Building.

"Is this... a soul?"

Chen Zhian raised his eyebrows.

Everyone has a soul, and the same is true for ordinary people and practitioners.

It is just that practitioners condense their spiritual energy, step into the innate state, sense the soul, and finally when they reach the Jade Que realm, the soul is transformed into the primordial spirit, reflecting the divine appearance.

Legend has it that after a monk's physical body dies, his soul may still survive.

But ordinary people are dead, and when they die, it's like a light goes out, and their souls will completely dissipate. But this Lin Hu actually left behind a trace of residual soul...

"Is it because of the black energy?"

The light from Chen Zhian's Guanghan Tower shone on the corpse, emitting bursts of black smoke.

"This Guanghan Tower can also refine souls?"

Chen Zhian seemed to be thinking about something.

He thought for a while, and the incarnation of divine energy approached the remnant soul, then stretched out his hand and touched the remnant soul.

In an instant, countless flashbacks seemed to appear in Chen Zhian’s eyes, and the remaining soul began to beat continuously!
Chen Zhian saw...

The luxurious carriage of Shangyuan Lu drove into Linjiaguan, and an adult walked out and gave the villagers some spells for regulating their breathing and practicing.

He saw Lin Hu practicing this technique for a year.

But later, Linjiaguan was shrouded in fog, and they could no longer get out of Linjiaguan. The number of the 1,200 fellow villagers in Linjiaguan was decreasing every month, and most of them died in just one year.

until...

A young general accidentally entered the village and saw that many of the people there were disheveled and crazy. It was also on that day that Lin Hu saw General Yun, who was in high spirits and had bright eyes.

General Yun, entrusted by the people, went into the fog and killed a monster, and the fog dissipated.

However, there are only about 400 Lin family households left in Guanzhong, with less than 1,100 people.

Lin Hu had never seen a young man like General Yun.

He wore a sword at his waist, always wore white armor, rode a tall horse, and always had a smile on his face.

Occasionally, when he saw wild geese flying in the sky, he would untie the longbow from his horse and shoot an arrow through the clouds. However, each time he would only shoot off the third feather on the goose's right wing and not kill it.

General Yun killed the monster, allowing the people of Linjia Guanzhong to see the light. The people were grateful and even built a shrine for General Yun Ting.

But... there are still many people in Linjia Guanzhong who will go crazy, run into the mountains, and disappear.

Lin Hu thought they were infected by the evil spirit and would eventually die.

Until one day four months later.

General Yun suddenly looked lonely and came to look for him.

"Take these ten taels of silver. You can go north or south, but don't stay in the Lin family... No... There are too many people to leave. You are the only ones who can leave today. I will find a way for the others."

So Lin Hu took the ten taels of silver from General Yun, took his daughter, and headed south to Guluo Mansion.

He had never gone crazy during the one year he had spent in the Guluo Mansion, and even with the ten taels of silver as a base, Lin Hu set up a small stall selling buns, and in a year he had saved fifteen or sixteen taels of silver.

So Lin Hu planned to go back to Shangyuan Prefecture, not to Linjiaguan, but to find General Yun in his tent, return the ten taels of silver to General Yun, and thank him for saving his life.

Lin Hu set off and arrived at the foot of Ku Lao Mountain.

I happened to see someone riding a horse coming up the mountain...

Countless images came towards Chen Zhian, many of them were blurry, but those extremely important scenes that Lin Hu would never forget were relatively clear.

The scene at the foot of Ku Lao Mountain is extremely clear at this moment.

It was as if General Yun was standing in front of Chen Zhian.

——Lin Hu saw General Yun covered in blood, holding a knife in his hand, riding his horse down the mountain!
Amid the billowing smoke and dust, General Yun had an extremely pleased look on his face, and he shouted loudly: "If we don't kill the monster, what's the use of his remaining body? Even if he ascends to heaven, he will be nothing more than a pile of dry bones." He laughed loudly, and the twenty or so heroes behind him also laughed.

Lin Hu stood here and watched the horses galloping towards him.

When General Yun saw him, he reined in his horse, ignored the blood on his face, and did not ask any more questions. He said, "The Lin family pass has been eaten up. I have avenged you. You don't have to stay any longer. Go!"

He took a human head from the side of his horse and threw it casually. Then wisps of black air came out of the head.

General Yun slashed with his sword, breaking the man's head into pieces, and also breaking the clouds that were about to gather in the sky.

Lin Hu stared at all this in a daze. Seeing General Yun walking away, he finally asked in a trembling voice, "General, where are you going?"

General Yun answered loudly: "The evildoers are wearing red and purple robes, drinking blood and eating human flesh in the mansion. I want to find someone who can speak up for those who died in vain!"

……

Countless scenes came one after another.

The suddenly jumping flame disappeared, leaving only a ray of light that merged with the moonlight in Guanghan Tower.

Chen Zhian opened his eyes, let out a long breath, and the map of Yujing in the sky in his mind slowly closed.

A wisp of remaining divine energy still fell into the Qiankun bag, and the dead Lin Hu could be clearly seen.

Lu Cikuan of the Uehara Lu clan gave common people methods of practicing martial arts, but they were all evil methods involving sacrifice.

Once you practice evil methods, you will be eaten by Lu Cikuan... and become a new kind of spiritual nourishment.

"Ninety-five percent of the spiritual resources in the world go to the aristocratic families."

"not enough?"

General Yun Ting couldn't stand it anymore and killed people in anger, but he was eventually beheaded.

And this ordinary man from the Lin family was willing to travel a long distance from Gu Luo to Shangyuan for ten taels of silver.

For the sake of her life, his daughter was unwilling to live in vain. She was willing to take advantage of the chaos in the imperial court and travel thousands of miles with her father to Xuan Tianjing to save General Yu Yun's life...

But the people in Xuantianjing were still discussing when autumn would come and when they could go to West Street Crossing to watch heads fall to the ground.

Chen Zhian stood up in silence, walked out of the yard and went to Balian Street.

When Qu Junhui saw him coming, he was about to talk to him, but Chen Zhian threw him a Qiankun bag and walked away without saying a word.

It suddenly started raining.

It was a heavy rain, with howling winds and rolling clouds and fog.

It seemed as if thousands of waterfalls were falling from the clouds, as if the rivers in the sky were falling underground, and the rivers on the ground were flowing horizontally, gradually making the sky and the earth the same color.

Everyone was taking shelter from the rain.

Only Chen Zhian came all the way to Baishou Street in East City.

The door of Prime Minister Song was ajar. Chen Zhian knocked on the door and an old voice came out.

"come in."

When Chen Zhian stepped in, he saw Song Xiangzheng sitting alone under the eaves, wearing a long robe and coughing from time to time.

"Sit down." Prime Minister Song spoke again.

Chen Zhian and Prime Minister Song sat opposite each other and suddenly asked, "Prime Minister Song, how many demons are there in this world?"

Prime Minister Song did not change his expression and said, "After my first wife passed away, I, Song Xiqu, never married again. I have no children, I do not practice cultivation, I do not covet the glory and wealth of the world, and I do not covet the power of life and death in this world.

Chen Zhian, do you know why I am like this? "

Chen Zhian shook his head.

Prime Minister Song said, "You have seen the prosperity of the imperial court and the smoke-filled city. Do you feel that Dayu is strong and has no worries?"

"No... Dayu is already terminally ill, the disease has penetrated deep into his bones. Once the disease breaks out, he will die suddenly, without even waiting for Daqian to invade or for the world to collapse.

If I have offspring, and my offspring have offspring, they will decay.

If I indulge in extravagance, I will demand without limit.

If I practice cultivation, I would think of ascending to the realm of creation and looking down on the world.

If I want to fight for power, Dayu will perish in internal strife!"

"So, I am willing to stay in this small courtyard and control the ninety-two dragon veins of Dayu to protect Dayu!"

"Chen Zhian, I don't know why you came to ask me in the rain today. I will just assume that you heard something and saw something... Today, there are only you and me here. Whatever you want to ask, I will answer you."

The old sound of Song Xiqu and the sound of the rainstorm river are like thunder hidden in the sound of rain.

Chen Zhian asked, "I really don't understand. The great men and saints in the court... even Prime Minister Song, don't they know that General Yun is innocent?"

Song Xiqu shook his head and said, "The dignity of the aristocratic families cannot be violated, especially the six surnames of Dayu. Even if there are corrupt people among their descendants, they can only kill them.

Yun Ting was born in a poor family, and he was self-righteous and refused to accept the wooing of the noble families... But he went up the mountain with a knife and killed the Lu family's heir. If he didn't die... where would the dignity of the noble family be?"

"What if the noble families eat people?" Chen Zhian asked again.

Song Xiqu was silent for a few moments, then said, "Of course, there will be a ancestral rule to deal with it."

Chen Zhian also fell silent.

After a long while, he suddenly sneered: "Then is this world still the court's world?"

Song Xiqu suddenly smiled and said, "Of course it is the court that rules the world. The royal family is also a noble family, and the largest one at that! The six surnames of Dayu and the aristocratic families in the world still have to obey the orders of the court. The Dayu court is at its peak, but unfortunately it has become corrupt. It won't last long!"

Chen Zhian was shocked, not knowing what Song Xiqu was going to do.

Song Xiqu stretched out a finger and made a hushing gesture towards Chen Zhian.

Chen Zhian didn't know what to say. After a long while, he asked, "How could a man like General Yun die innocently like this?"

Song Xiqu shook his head: "Maybe he can survive. Didn't Qin Wenzhu come all the way to Xuan Tianjing just to save his life?"

The anger in Chen Zhian's chest dissipated a little, but then Song Xiqu suddenly sighed and said, "It's just... the case has been decided. It's probably difficult to overturn the verdict."

Chen Zhian said: "So the Lu family slaughtered the people and now wants to kill the young general. Is there no price to pay?"

Song Xiang's eyes moved: "Of course there is a price."

"But what exactly is the price... Only the Saint knows... There is a chance that things will turn around. For example, if Qin Duyu comes to Xuan Tianjing and brings something with him, if it can move the Saint to give up the price paid by the six families of Dayu, then naturally he can be spared!"

Chen Zhian instantly remembered what Li Xushi had said to him.

To a real person, everyone is firewood, the only thing to see is whether they are worth igniting.

So he took a deep breath: "I'm not afraid that Qin Dadu Yu will be angry..."

"Revolt in anger? Once there is civil unrest, Daqian and Dali will surely invade, and the people will suffer countless casualties. People with ordinary minds can deceive them. If Qin Dadu Yu was going to rebel, he would not come to Xuantianjing to plead for Yun Ting."

ps: (This paragraph is free of charge) The monthly votes on the 11th were added, and the monthly votes on the 12th did not exceed . I thought everyone was unwilling to vote, but after comparison, it seemed that the ranking did not drop. Many Wan Dingshu only had to monthly votes a day, so I felt relieved.

Do you guys have no tickets or are you saving up in the middle of the month?

But that's okay, no need to update today, hahahaha

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