Hachishomon

She will definitely be rescued, but not now. The current situation is turbulent. At least she is safe staying at Jiang's house. Isn't Penglai Mountain broken?I don't know what troubles are going to happen, let's go to Penglai Mountain to find out the news first, and then make plans after finding out the facts."

"It's so nice to say, aren't you just thinking about your brother Moxiu?"

"My own brother, I don't care about anyone"

"You are really hopeless!"

"Can you join me if you don't catch a man?! Even if I break my sleeve, I'm not a ****!"

After making a lot of noise, Lu Wangchuan got dressed and went out with Jiang Hua. As soon as he walked into the courtyard in the dark, he saw Mu Youcai coming out of the kitchen with a sea bowl that had been removed from the porcelain. The bowl is filled with fragrant stewed fish.

"Are you going out?"

Lu Wangchuan stopped in front of him, bowed his head and tied his belt and said, "Well, I have something to go out for a while."

After speaking, he tugged Jiang Hua, walked over his shoulder to the door.

Mu Youcai stood in place holding the bowl and asked, "When will you be back?"

Lu Wangchuan muttered: "Not necessarily, not sure." He dragged Jiang Hua to quicken his pace and left the yard as if to escape.

The small gate of the fence opened and closed, and the two quickly disappeared into the night with light kung fu.

Ah Jun, who was sneaking in the kitchen before the meal was ready, came out late to look for Lu Wangchuan.

"Father? Daddy—why is my dad missing again?"

Ah Jun stomped her feet anxiously, while He Lianxian comforted her: "Don't worry, don't worry, senior Lu has great powers, and he will definitely come back safely soon... Eh? Ah Jun, look, are you standing under the tree?" Someone? Brother Mu?"

Ah Jun took a closer look: "Isn't that right, Mr. Mu? Where are you doing? Did you see where my father went? When will he come back? Really, it's like this every time..."

Before I finished speaking, I saw the figure hidden in the night under the tree suddenly slammed something hard to the ground, and with a crackling sound, the smell of stewed fish quietly wafted in the small courtyard flowing in the night. spread out...

☆, You gave birth to me but I did not give birth [[-]]

When the two of them arrived at Mount Penglai, it was already the early morning of the second day. The sky was like ink diluted with water, and you could barely see your fingers. At the foot of the mountain, you could faintly see scattered swords and flags. black.The mess everywhere can imagine how tragic the Shura field was in Penglai Mountain last night...

Lu Wangchuan picked up the dilapidated banner that was pressed down by a demon in a black cloak, and took advantage of the westward slanting moon to read the handwriting carefully...

"chu"

On this banner was clearly and clearly written a large character - Chu, which showed that every word Jiang Hua said was true.

Seeing these corpses being separated from the heavenly demon who almost ate him in the past, Lu Wangchuan suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy. Although these people are demons despised by famous and decent families, they are now Chu Huanian's subordinates. Brother Chu is really... amazing.

Jiang Hua looked at him coldly with envy, and felt that his brain was probably broken, very bad.

Lu Wangchuan threw away the flag, and glanced down at the canyon-like cracks at the foot of the surrounding mountains. These cracks seemed to be split from the center of the earth by lightning. They were unfathomable, and they were emitting a strong evil spirit. , he tried to wave his sleeves and hit a gust of wind towards the mountain in front of him, only to see a flash of brilliance in the air, blocking all the wind he had blown back, showing how tight the defense is.

While he was still wandering at the foot of the mountain, a group of demon soldiers quietly climbed up from the center of the earth in the canyon on the ground. Those miserable and bony hands and bones grabbed the ground, and black cloaks crawled out from the cracks in the ground one after another. Only a pair of cold red eyes were exposed under the hat, saying that the eyes are unrealistic, the eyes of these skeletons are just two holes, remembering that Mu Youcai said that his arms were divided by these things After eating... for a moment, Lu Wangchuan wanted to attack them, but his reason has always been more in control than his impulse, so he chose... to focus on the overall situation.

"They are preparing to attack the mountain again," Lu Wangchuan said.

"Why? Savior?"

Jiang Hua still can't understand that these heartless walking corpses who only know how to fight recognize their masters?As far as loyalty is concerned?

Lu Wangchuan shook his head and said, "Brother is calling them, he knows I'm coming"

Jiang Hua couldn't perceive it, but Chu Huanian's inner strength Lu Wangchuan was the most familiar.

At the foot of the mountain, a group of veritable magic soldiers quickly gathered. Two groups of will-o'-the-wisps ignited in their hands, and they rushed towards the Penglai Mountain protected by Zen light like moths, like puppets walking, knowing no pain but only attacking , They slammed into the barrier of Penglai Mountain fiercely, trying their best as if they were going to hit the mountain, at all costs, even smashing their bodies to pieces. When the demon who was burned by the barrier fell down, there were always people rushing forward one after another. , They are tireless, let alone stop, they hit the barrier endlessly, making the whole mountain tremble slightly...

The ground under his feet trembled for less than a moment, and then gradually returned to calm. It wasn't that those demon soldiers who only wanted to die were lazy, but the sound of chanting sutras on Penglai Mountain...

When the solemn and resonant chanting accompanied by the wooden fish resounded across the sky, it was as if tens of thousands of believers bowed their heads to the Western Heaven. The demon soldiers let out a long and shrill cry in extreme pain, but they did not stop, but struck even more crazily. Enchantment......

Jiang Hua was startled by the crazy scene in front of him, and stood there blankly for a long time without moving.

Lu Wangchuan pulled out Feng Chen from his back, held his sword and performed light kung fu and flew into the air. At the same time as the first ray of morning light revealed, he saw the guardian platform on the top of Penglai Mountain, with a radius of several tens of feet. The sound of chanting sutras was loud and loud, and a hundred Dharma protectors sat in meditation on a circular high platform, chanting sutras in unison with their hands clasped together, sitting firmly in the middle of the gossip diagram, wearing a pure white body, it was Duan Xunyang.

And on a boulder adjacent to the guardian platform, Chu Huanian was suppressed by a faintly visible mask. Lu Wangchuan could see that Chu Huanian was meditating to summon the magic soldiers, and silently and Duan Xunyang who suppressed the magic soldiers fight.

I don't know why, ever since Lu Wangchuan knew his layman's name, he didn't want to call him Duan Chongshu anymore, as if he could forget that he was a monk without mentioning his Buddhist name.

Monk, Buddha...

Intense hatred suddenly rose in his heart, he put his index finger and middle finger between his lips and blew a long whistle. Unexpectedly, the demon soldiers at the foot of the mountain really listened to him, and a group of black cloaks flew towards him in unison .

Lu Wangchuan raised his long sword, fixed his eyes on a point on the barrier, and suddenly rushed down, surrounded by several magic soldiers.

Some magic soldiers stretched out their sharp claws to attack the barrier first, followed by Lu Wangchuan, who concentrated his whole body's true energy on the Fengchen sword, and slashed straight down with both hands clenched on the hilt!

Jianghua at the foot of the mountain suddenly heard a sound of turmoil in the mountains and rivers, and the mountain of Penglai Mountain split from the central axis, split into two and collapsed on both sides...

Along with the split of the mountain, a crack led from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, forming two cliffs.

The barrier was broken, Duan Xunyang suddenly opened his eyes, and threw the Zen staff down the mountain.

The collapsed and sloping mountain on the right was supported by the flying Zen staff, while the mountain on the left was supported by the shoulders of the boy in white who fell from the sky...

Jiang Hua saw a flash of white light falling at the foot of the mountain, and Tian Mozi stood under the ever-sloping mountain, supporting the falling Penglai Mountain with his shoulders.

He was calm and decisive, without even thinking about it, as if it was his destiny to protect Penglai Mountain. The heavy mountain made him gradually bend his knees to kneel on the ground, but his shoulders still firmly supported Penglai Mountain.

Lu Wangchuan slowly flew to his side and said, "Leave, you will die."

Tian Mozi still had an indifferent expression, and said: "Young Master Lu, you are very ignorant, Penglai Mountain cannot fall down"

"Why can't it fall?"

"Can you build a Penglai Mountain?"

"Why Penglai Mountain must exist"

"Because of Heaven, because of Dao, and because of Law"

Lu Wangchuan said, "Then I will destroy the sky, the Dao, and the Dharma."

Tian Mozi laughed: "You can't do it"

"why?"

"The Grand Master is the law"

"He is not"

Lu Wangchuan said: "He is Duan Xunyang"

He performed lightness kung fu again and flew towards the top of the mountain, and landed on the platform where the chanting was even more urgent.

"Forget the River!"

Chu Huanian shouted at him in the mask: "What did you do? Penglai Mountain is about to fall!"

"Shut up, monster!"

A guardian shouted: "Penglai Mountain will never fall!"

Lu Wangchuan ignored the center of the guardian platform, and Duan Xunyang, who was meditating with his brows tightly frowned, walked to the mask that restrained Chu Huanian, and said, "Can you come out by yourself?"

Chu Huanian glanced at Duan Chongshu: "You protect yourself first, why didn't you split the golden mask just now?"

Lu Wangchuan said: "I might hit your head, what if I hit you?"

"...You are quite thoughtful, what should you do now?"

Lu Wangchuan raised his head and glanced at the demon soldiers who were watching the sky and were ready to move. The sound of these monks chanting sutras was the most effective exorcism spell. Besides, Duan Xunyang was there, so it was difficult for them to get close to these monks for a while.I just don't know how long Duan Xunyang can last.

The red Buddha lotus on his forehead disappeared, and Lu Wangchuan didn't know what this meant, maybe he couldn't become a Buddha... Lu Wangchuan couldn't laugh at what he should be happy about.

Even if he does not become a Buddha, it is impossible for him to be with you.

At this moment, Lu Wangchuan realized that he thought of Duan Xunyang and Duan Xunyang's love too simply, as simple as picking something out of a pocket, but that person was far away in the world——

Jiang Hua stood at the foot of the mountain and looked at Tian Mozi who was still doing his best to carry Penglai Mountain. He realized that these things were all done by Lu Wangchuan. Lu Erniu should be...never seen again, or, never existed?

Tian Mozi's body gradually stiffened, and Jiang Hua saw that his face was solidifying at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if he had been splashed with a pot of lime paste, and gradually solidified into a stone statue...

He intends to go up to help him, but finds that he has no way to do it. He can only watch the white-clothed boy become a stone statue kneeling on one knee, shouldering heavy mountains, and even the clothes on his body are solidified, like a stone statue. The Guardian of the Tomb...

A looming white light flew out of him, flew to the top of the mountain, hovered for a while, and then went away to the sky.

In Duan Xunyang's chest, there seemed to be something cracked slightly. He looked up at the white light floating in the morning light. His Buddha statue, his penis, gradually receded like a mottled wall. , her long unknotted hair fell on her shoulders, and her white robe lay on the ground like a cloud of mist...

The Dharma protectors who were chanting sutras all around widened their eyes, looked at him with horror on their faces, and stopped chanting sutras at the same time.

The bustling demon soldiers in the sky seemed to be fed with food by hungry carp, and Lu Wangchuan could hear the frightening sounds of all the skeletons.

These flesh-eating dead creatures stretched out their eerie white claws, rushing down towards Duan Xunyang's mortal body on the ground, but those hand bones were hit by a fierce sword light just before they touched his scalp. Scatter——

Lu Wangchuan landed on his toes a little bit, threw off his robe and held a sword in one hand, looked at the magic soldiers retreating into the air, and shouted: "Back off!"

"Where to retreat?!"

The powerful male voice came through the sky with a cloud-piercing arrow. Lu Wangchuan looked to the west, and a group of righteous teachers slowly appeared from the purple bamboo forest. Jin's three Taoist sects gathered again, and there were many familiar faces among them.

Jiang Cheng who didn't know each other a few days ago, Helian Qiguang, the head of the Helian Patriarch who lived in Jianchu and hadn't shown up for a long time, the four fairy heads of the Jiuwei Sect, and the priestess of the Suzaku Palace, who should come and who shouldn't come, all came.

Jiang Hua followed behind Jiang Cheng, looking at Lu Wangchuan standing in the center of the guardian platform with complicated eyes.

The crowd stopped at the edge of the guardian platform, and Ziwei stepped forward and took the lead: "Lu Wangchuan, the foundation of Penglai Mountain is shaken, and it is your good deed?!"

Lu Wangchuan has long been tired of looking at her Miejue Shitai face, ignoring him, turned to his old acquaintance Helian Qiguang and said, "Mr. Helian, I am grateful for your kindness in the past, can I give you another clear path?"

Helian Qiguang shook his head slowly: "I don't know the true face of you, I'm ignorant, why don't Mr. Lu put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately? It's better not to hold the great mage hostage, so as not to be forever."

Lu Wangchuan was stunned for a moment, and looked down at Duan Xunyang who was still meditating on the spot, only then did he realize how much his current situation resembled "holding the archmage hostage, and a group of demons attacking the mountain", this is really... .. I can't tell.

"Lu Wangchuan!"

Ziwei was embarrassed by him, and she shouted angrily: "You two brothers are colluding to destroy the seal of Penglai Mountain, and intend to murder the archmage, you are really sinful and sinful!"

This mean old woman always has a way to make him full of anger. Lu Wangchuan showed a sarcasm smile, wanting to compete with her for the advantage of tongue, but Chu Huanian was more impatient than him. He cursed loudly: "Bah! That dog eye of yours saw that we broke the seal of Mount Penglai and murdered the Archmage?! The old bastard has a wicked mind and will put shit on people's heads! I haven't made any progress in the past few years. Fortunately, I am a teacher and preacher. , huh! It's really ridiculous!"

This scolding really hit the nail on the head, and it made people feel comfortable. Lu Wangchuan couldn't help but look back at him, he definitely didn't have such eloquence.

For hundreds of years, Ziwei has regarded herself as a noble person, she has never been pointed at her nose and scolded like this, and she was stunned for a moment.

Lu Wangchuan began to sincerely expect her to suffocate himself to death if she couldn't breathe, and lo and behold, her face turned blue.

"The wolf-hearted thing deceives the master and destroys the ancestors and speaks rudely!"

Juexian fought back with his usual arrogance: "You don't have a place to speak!"

"Whether I have a say or not is up to you?! Old dog!"

Chu Huanian scolded the street enough to pick them, and retaliated, not to be outdone, "The apprentices you taught are just as hypocritical and cunning as you are! You really inherited your father's legacy, and they all take it as their duty to trample on others and take what they love. Why are you pretending to be a high-spirited, righteous and benevolent Xuanzong! You are more shameless than me when you say I am shameless. What are you if you are out of the Nine Micro School? I am not worthy of carrying shoes for the young master! I am old and immortal, where is your apprentice? ? Let me tell you, Zhou Yuelin is going to die! There will be no bones left, and you will end up like him sooner or later!"

Jue Xian was furious, drew out his long sword and pointed at him: "You harmed my apprentice?!"

"Hahahahaha"

Chu Huanian crouched on the ground with his stomach in his arms like crazy, laughing wildly, crying and laughing, screaming like a ghost, suddenly he punched the stone under his feet, suddenly raised his head and said madly: "Your disciple hurt my love, I can't wait to cut him into pieces! But don't put the shit on my head! You guys are so ridiculous, you poured dirty water on us who can't find the master, and now you say that the Penglai Mountain seal was broken. What did you do? Hahahaha, it's funny, it's funny... Don't you know that Duan Chongshu was the one who sealed off Penglai Mountain, and he caused the breaking of Penglai Mountain?!"

When these words came out, all eyes were on Duan Xunyang, who was meditating in a long-haired white robe, with a look of astonishment on his face.

He Lian Qiguang said: "Don't talk nonsense, how could the archmage destroy the fairy mountain by himself?"

"Archmage?"

Chu Huanian laughed sharply: "Open your dog eyes and see clearly, is Duan Chongshu still a great mage now?! He has moved his mortal heart, and he is no longer a Buddha! The root of Penglai Mountain is moved by his mortal heart! Got it! You immortals!"

Lu Wangchuan trembled all over. He first looked back at Chu Huanian, and then at Duan Xunyang who was still motionless.

Chu Huanian's words were like the last beat of an army drum, and the drum surface was pierced through too much force, and the battlefield where the two armies were fighting suddenly fell into deathly silence...

Lu Wangchuan asked: "Brother, is what you said true?"

Chu Huanian just bit his own mouth, spat a mouthful of blood and laughed, "What? You don't believe me?"

Lu Wangchuan stopped asking, and squatted on one knee in front of Duan Xunyang under the eyes of everyone, and said, "Tell me, is it true?"

Duan Xunyang slowly raised his head, and his eyes fell on his face lightly like a layer of mist. It seemed that he was not looking at him again, but was extremely tired and was just looking for a place to rest. He said lightly: "Then tell me Me, what is true and what is false?"

Lu Wangchuan couldn't control the smile that flowed from the corners of his lips, he raised his hand to grab his sleeve, and asked with a smile, "You moved Fanxin? For whom?... No, no, it doesn't matter for whom, then You are not a Buddha anymore? You can go with me, you regain your freedom, can you go with me?"

Gathering his sleeves tightly in his palms, Lu Wangchuan looked into his eyes and begged, "Come with me, okay? I made a mistake that day, I shouldn't... say something like that... You, I have reflected on it, I know I was wrong, and I will never make you angry again, you trust me and come with me, okay?"

Duan Xunyang's soft butterfly-like eyes fell on his face and stayed there for a long time, until he had enough rest, he flapped his wings and flew away, closed his eyes and sighed, saying: "You don't understand anything."

"...I don't understand, you teach me"

Lu Wangchuan grabbed his sleeve firmly, stared into his eyes eagerly and said: "Didn't you move your heart? Isn't it impossible to become a Buddha? Sansheng Patriarch will no longer restrain you, and neither will I." Forget about these things, let's go together and find a place where no one is fishing, okay? I can't, you can teach me how to fish, you can teach me."

But Duan Xunyang said: "If I have moved my heart, I don't want this heart."

There was a flash of light in his hand, and there was a dagger in his palm, maybe he moved too fast, maybe Lu Wangchuan forgot to stop it.

While Lu Wangchuan was thinking for a while, Duan Xunyang inserted the dagger into his heart, three inches of cold light sank into his flesh and blood, and blood immediately soaked his white clothes...

Duan Xunyang threw the blood-stained dagger in front of him, stood up covering his heart, waved his sleeves to release the golden mask that restrained Chu Huanian, slowly walked down the guardian platform, opened his front and knelt on the ground , raised his head and shouted to the sky: "I am a Buddhist enlightenment! The disciple violated the secret agreement and lost Penglai. It is all the fault of one person. Please punish the ancestor!"

Lu Wangchuan was still squatting on the guardian platform, and turned his head to look at Duan Xunyang, who was kneeling on the ground, pleading guilty to the sky after a long delay, his heart was strangely peaceful.

"Ancestor please punish!"

Duan Xunyang paused for the first time, and shouted again hoarsely.

The sky seemed to be disturbed by him. The sky that was filled with morning light was suddenly blown away by a gust of wind, and the sky became gloomy in an instant.

A disciple of Helian's family looked at the sky and murmured, "Patriarch Sansheng has arrived—"

Hundreds of Dharma protectors knelt down respectfully and greeted him with folded hands.

A moment later, a bell-like sound sounded in the clouds, although it was old, it was loud.

"The Dharma protector blesses and listens to the order, pushing the criminals to the mountains and rivers"

Hundreds of Dharma protectors recited a Buddha's name in unison.

Amitabha--

Suddenly two clouds rolled up in the sky, and a string of Buddhist beads fell from the quicksand-like clouds, landed on Duan Xunyang and tied him tightly.

Duan Xunyang stood up and walked into the purple bamboo forest without looking back, followed by a hundred guardians.

Lu Wangchuan didn't do anything, just watched him walk into the purple bamboo forest, and a group of cranes flew out of the purple bamboo forest after a while, and the cranes carried Duan Xunyang and the guardians to the western mountains and rivers.

The wind and sand gradually weakened, and he stood up leaning on his sword. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Chu Huanian rushing up into the sky like an arrow from a string, and got in at the last moment when the two rolled up clouds disappeared...

The sky suddenly cleared up, the clouds disappeared, and Chu Huanian disappeared...

A purple jade tablet fell from the sky in front of his feet, Lu Wangchuan was stunned for a while before bending down to pick it up.

The right wall of the Double Silver Tiger Talisman, Chu Huanian has been wearing the right wall on his belt, is this given to him?Where did the others go?

Among the crowd who had been watching the theater for a long time, someone recognized this monster, so they attacked him harshly.

Lu Wangchuan originally wanted to have a good fight with them, but now he lost the mood at all. He put the right wall of the tiger amulet on his belt, raised his magic soldiers, and went down the mountain ladder alone...

☆, final scene

Lu Wangchuan slowly descended the mountain road like a ghost. The lush green forest and purple bamboo beside the road gave off an aura of destruction. These fairy grasses Ganoderma lucidum gradually decayed from the root... because this Penglai The mountain has become a dead mountain with nothing to say...

He didn't go down the mountain directly, but walked into a purple bamboo forest on the mountainside. The small wooden house where he was locked up for two days and two nights was covered by forest leaves. He walked around the small wooden house to the hillside behind the south window. The barrier is broken by itself, and a small courtyard on the hillside still sits there quietly. The string of wind chimes hanging under the eaves sway slightly with the breeze, which is such a sad, deep and affectionate tone... .

He opened the door and walked in, just like stepping here for the first time, his steps were light and cautious... Slowly standing under the acacia tree, he turned his head slightly and looked around the house surrounded by wind, his eyes were like A pool of cold winds.

He raised his right hand, and a spark ignited at his fingertips. He raised his hand and swung his sleeve towards a main room in the southwest. The spark was blown by the sleeve wind. The fire leaked, and a cluster of flames quickly spread to the surroundings, burning the courtyard into a sea of ​​flames.

Lu Wangchuan flew out of the courtyard with light kungfu when the flames touched the acacia tree behind him, and in a blink of an eye he stopped firmly in midair, facing a boulder on the back of the courtyard. Like a marionette manipulated by someone, his facial expression is calm and his temperament is quiet.

Throw the Fengchen sword upwards, and when it falls downwards, Lu Wangchuan raises his hand to hold the hilt, splashes ink on the stone wall and carves a line of big characters from top to bottom like Baixuan - the leader of Jinmen, Jiang Langcaiyan .

When Jiang Hua arrived following the light of the fire, he saw him waving his sword and engraving words. His back was extremely frenzied, and his sleeves fluttered like broken flags in the raging sea. , but with the sword in his hand, he engraved the anger engraved in his chest into the mountain wall stroke by stroke.

In a blink of an eye, the book was completed, and the man landed steadily.

Jiang Hua glanced at the burning courtyard not far away on the hillside, walked up to Lu Wangchuan, looked up at the ten-foot-tall wall book, and asked, "What is written?"

Lu Wangchuan didn't answer, he took out a scroll from his jacket and used his internal force to break it into pieces of rags, then he swung his sleeves forward and threw them out.

Before Jiang Hua could see what was written on it, he suddenly bent down and picked up a broken arrow on the ground, then threw the arrow out, shot it through the scroll and nailed it to the stone wall with the inscription.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Ninth Five-Year Contract"

Lu Wangchuan said coldly: "Did you see that the next Human Emperor is your Jiang family?"

The leader of the Jin family, the talented Jiang Lang——

Although he already had a vague premonition in his heart, Jiang Hua was still momentarily stunned when he saw this line of engraving. To him, this Shenzong prophecy was more like the truth that came too late.. ....

"The leader of the Jin Clan... Chu Huanian was the last emperor, and the destiny originally fell on his head. If the Jin Palace had not been ransacked three years ago, Chu Huanian had not been invaded by the demon and fell into the trap." In the case of Mo Dao, he may be the emperor on the dragon chair now, but..."

Lu Wangchuan looked at the emptiness on the stone wall, his calm tone could not hear any emotion, it was like a storyteller dictating a story that he had already told countless times by heart. "Looking down, the destiny has fallen on your Jiang family. After the Chu family died, it was Jiang's turn."

What he said, Jiang Hua wanted to know, from the first time he saw this sentence, he had already seen the fate of it, he saw it as clearly as Lu Wangchuan, the only thing he couldn't see through was the person beside him.

"What do you want to do?"

Jiang Hua said: "Announcing the Ninth Five-Year Agreement to the world is tantamount to revealing the secrets of heaven. Are you trying to bring this fire to the Jiang family?"

Lu Wangchuan gave a low laugh, and said, "Look for yourself, Chu first, then Jiang, if the king of Chu is not dead, how come Jiang Lang? You were also there when the east wind made a mess of burials, how could Tang He be so coincidental?" Made two spirit-calling flags, one to Shuzhong and the other to Chang'an, cremated Mujiazhuang, and intercepted and killed Chu Huanian. At that time, only the Helian family was left among the three great Taoist families, the royal family behind the Helian family , isn’t it the Jiang family? Can’t you figure this out?”

At this moment, Jiang Hua hated him so much that he wanted to rush up and tear his mouth open: "Fart! What evidence do you have!"

Lu Wangchuan turned to him slowly, raised his hand to hold his shoulder, and sighed, "Jiang Hua, your elder brother, Jiang Cheng wants to be emperor, and he and Helian Suzerain Helian Qiguang have worshiped Prince Chu as their backer. Just to fight for the rights of heaven, earth, and people, they want to destroy the Mujiazhuang and Jinwangfu, which are expected to receive the destiny, you know?"

Jiang Hua stared at him fixedly, as if looking at a lunatic talking to himself, he wanted to sneer and scold him, but his heart was empty and frightened, he wanted to take out the jade flute and play a song "coffin", but his body collapsed tired...

"When did you know"

Lu Wangchuan put down his hands, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I just figured it out just now."

When Duan Xunyang was taken away by a hundred guards.

After finishing speaking, he left behind the blazing small courtyard and the Ninth Five-Year Agreement, which was announced to the world, and walked alone into the bamboo forest leading to the foot of the mountain. Carrying half of the mountain on his shoulders, the boy in white who hated the evil fell asleep for a long time.

Lu Wangchuan looked at his petrified eyes from afar, as if he still saw the youth's hatred and indifference in those eyes, as if he was still saying - if it wasn't for you, how could so many people suffer misfortune.

That's why Lu Wangchuan didn't go up to see his old friend for the last time, because he died unwillingly, so he didn't want to spare his Qingning.

After looking far away for a while, he left Penglai Mountain and returned to the small village under Bailuya. He wanted to take Ajun to leave this place, but he changed his mind when he reached the gate.

Under the big tree in the yard, sat a benevolent and fat lady, holding a sewing basket and teaching Ajun how to be a female celebrity. The end of the thread was threaded in, sweating profusely, and finally threw the wire frame, and said angrily: "It's not rusty, it's not rusty!"

Helian hurriedly pulled her hand over: "Slow down, slow down, do you tie your hands?"

Ah Jun's sweaty face immediately turned red again, she quietly picked up the sewing basket and continued to thread the needle: "Auntie, is that right?"

After a while of busy work, Ah Jun finally recognized the needle, holding the embroidery needle and almost weeping with joy, she was happier than embroidering a pair of mandarin ducks, and made the fat aunt laugh straight away, while He Lianxian also laughed along with her , happy here, no one noticed a man in black standing quietly outside the short fence, and no one saw when he left.

Leaving Bailuya, he walked south along a wilderness path that he had never been before. When he walked for a long time and felt that if he didn't find some water to drink, he would fall down, he saw a small courtyard by the roadside, where the autumn flowers were flourishing and the autumn grass was evergreen.

He walked to the wooden door and patted on it. After waiting for a long time, no one responded to him. The brain, which was interfering with chaos like a barren land, finally noticed something strange—it was too quiet here. Although there were villages, there were no people.

After pausing for a moment, he opened the door and walked in. As expected, he saw a mess in the yard, with boxes, cabinets, bedding, pots and pans all on the floor, like the household belongings that the owner had to leave behind when he fled with his family in a hurry. .....

The old dog in the yard was barking at him, and the sharp barking was a bit strange in this unusually quiet village.

Lu Wangchuan picked up a stone and beat the old dog away, then went to the well and rolled up his sleeves to drink a handful of water, he had to drink some water, his chest was surprisingly dry.

However, he just squatted down and stared at the water in the well, and was stunned for a moment...

The water was... red, and a faint fishy smell was continuously emanating from the well water.

He suddenly pushed aside the still water and put his hand in, and when he pulled out his hand again, he grabbed a handful of hair...

Underneath the hair was a swollen girl's face. The girl's seven orifices were red, and she had been dead for a long time.

Lu Wangchuan grabbed her hair, her pale face was not much different from that of a dead person. After thinking for a moment, he dragged the girl's body out forcefully. A stream of water rushed out along the girl's chest, because her heart It was empty, empty, with nothing... as if someone had penetrated her heart with a hand and taken her heart away.

Looking at her dead body soaked in cold well water, Lu Wangchuan felt chills down his spine...

This tragedy is obviously not "man-made". How long has it been since I heard of ghosts and ghosts eating people's hearts?This kind of obscene thing has been locked in the Yinhuo domain for hundreds of years without seeing the light of day. Now... is this also the evil spirit released by Penglai Mountain?what the hell is it...

He was still standing in the courtyard at a loss, when he suddenly heard someone flying towards him, and the attack was menacing.

The wooden door was kicked open vigorously, and a group of boys and girls swarmed in in a blink of an eye, disciples of the Jiuwei Sect in green clothes and white shirts, female disciples of Suzaku Palace in blue clothes, disciples of the Helian family in purple coats and white robes, all of them blocked the door in a blink of an eye It was so solid that there were many people standing on the wall.

"Lu Wangchuan! I don't think you are murdering people again, and you have practiced the indiscriminate methods of cannibalism and Taoism. You should pay for your life!"

Lu Wangchuan turned his head, glanced at them with ordinary eyes, and saw through that these juniors were just stern, they were all resentful and wanted to eat his expression, but then they didn't dare to go forward, some of them were even timid. is quietly backing away.

The humane old dog huddled in the corner with its tail between its legs and watched, but was suddenly grabbed by Lu Wangchuan.

Lu Wangchuan stepped on the howling old dog with one foot, and raised his sword with the other hand to draw a formation on the ground with the old dog as the formation.

The old dog who was still struggling a moment ago was like a captured soldier who suddenly put on a general's robe, bravely stood up to fight, and rushed forward to attack the crowd with a low growl.

Those juniors set up long swords to resist wolf-like vicious dogs one after another. Although there was only one mad dog, in their eyes, there were as many as thousands of troops, and they were all confused by Lu Wangchuan's deception. Huarong, the female disciple of the school, waved her long sword in disbelief and slashed at the air while retreating step by step. After a scream, she fell to the ground.

Lu Wangchuan had already left the courtyard, walked unhurriedly along the quiet village path, stopped after taking two steps, looked ahead and shouted: "Tang He!"

At the entrance of the alley in front of him, a man dressed in Tsing Yi flashed past, and the blind luthier hurried past.

Lu Wangchuan jumped onto the high wall, and his figure chased after the shabby figure in Tsing Yi like the wind, and he was behind him in a blink of an eye, blocking him in a dead-end alley.

Lu Wangchuan jumped off the high wall, looked at the bleeding heart he was holding in his hand and asked, "You are the one who killed people?"

Tang He turned his back to him, his bloody right hand was holding a fresh young girl's heart, and the cuff was also stained with blood red, he was silent for a moment as if he couldn't hear it, and then put his heart into the pendant. In a cloth bag around his waist, he took out the Liuqin that was carried behind him and hugged it in his arms, lightly pressed his right hand on the strings, and turned sideways to Lu Wangchuan, as if waiting for him to make a move.

Lu Wangchuan slowly pulled out his sword, looked at him and said: "Why are you getting worse every day, last time I saw you, you still looked like a human being, but now you look like a living dead