[King Shen] Please enter the urn

Wang Lianhua untied the leather pocket on her waist, and stuffed the gorgeous and mesmerizing beauty's head into it without mercy.

He jumped out of the window, reached out and hooked the corner of the eaves, turned over and jumped onto the eaves.

Step on the white tiles and look from a high place.

The cold night wind brought noisy voices, and from time to time one or two angry roars broke out.The dark courtyard suddenly burst into flames, like a group of fireflies dancing chaotically - a steady stream of people came to Qinyuan with lanterns in their hands.

Wang Lianhua frowned, it seemed that they found the person who was stuffed into the latrine, or the body of Sun Zizhong.

Faced with this imminent crisis, Wang Lianhua did not escape.

He stood unhurriedly on the roof, just waiting leisurely like that.

The crowd waiting to catch the thief poured into Qinyuan like a dark tide, and even counted the heads downstairs quite leisurely.

The first batch of people who broke in, because of their eagerness and panic, didn't even look at the roof, they rushed towards Chu Qiuci's bedroom.

The group that came later was much more orderly and cautious than the first group.

Their leader is Yan Tingyun.

As soon as Yan Tingyun stepped into Qinyuan, he scanned the entire courtyard with sharp eyes.This is a habit he has developed from walking on the rivers and lakes all the year round. Every time he comes to a new environment, he will know the terrain and pattern in his mind, which will be of great benefit whether it is against the enemy or retreating.

This sweep made his eyelids twitch.

He asked Shen Sheng standing on the roof: "What are you doing there?"

The tone was a little hard and cold, mixed with an imperceptible disgust.

Wang Lianhua smiled, but did not answer.

Yan Tingyun frowned, and when he was about to ask again with a more emphatic tone, the person who had rushed into the room before rushed out again.

He was eager and fierce when he went in, but he became frightened and flustered when he came out.

He yelled: "Dead! They are all dead!"

Yan Tingyun strode over and grabbed the man's skirt.

"Who's dead?!"

The man stammered: "Zhang, Mrs. Zhang, and Shen, Shen Lang are all dead!"

Hearing this, Yan Tingyun's eyes shot at the people on the roof like sharp swords.

Although he believed that Yin Lingxing did not have the guts, let alone the ability, to kill Chu Qiuci and Shen Lang.

However, he had to question Yin Lingxing who suddenly appeared here, both emotionally and rationally.

He shouted in a deep voice: "What are you doing here? What did you see?"

Wang Lianhua smiled and said, "I saw a thief."

Yan Tingyun's eyes lit up, and he said eagerly, "Did you see his face? Who is he!"

Wang Lianhua said: "I saw his hands, I saw his feet, but I didn't see his face."

He joked, "Unless you give me a mirror."

Yan stopped and said, "What do you mean?"

Wang Lianhua smiled slightly: "It means... I am the thief."

Yan Tingyun's pupils shrank, and he lost his voice, "Yin Lingxing, do you know what you're talking about!"

This question made the other party laugh again.

Different from the banter and wantonness just now, this smile is elegant, quiet and beautiful, with a touch of sarcasm and sarcasm.

"Yan Tingyun, Yan Tingyun, Sun Tzuzhong said that you have no eyes and no eyes, it is true. You really have a pair of tricks, don't you see it now?"

Seeing that the other party was still puzzled, Wang Lianhua's expression became even more sarcastic.

He said, "I'm not Yin Lingxing."

Yan Tingyun said: "Fart, who are you not Yin Lingxing...Aren't you Yin Lingxing?!"

Yan Tingyun's eyes lingered on Wang Lianhua in shock.

——He has not looked carefully at the person who has been following him for a long, long time.

Since the story of him and Yin Lingxing spread throughout the world, everyone praised him for his loyalty and benevolence, and everyone regarded him as the most filial disciple and the most compassionate brother.

However, although the grand reputation is gorgeous and fragrant, who can see the rotten leaves and mud hidden under the fragrant flowers?

Yin Lingxing, only has the good name of "beautiful behavior", but it is a sick tree that is rotten from the root, and a seed that is rotten from the core.

Although he once vowed to change the evil and return to the righteous, it is difficult to change the nature of the country.The problem of restraint did not pass two months before it happened again.

Yan Tingyun once showed affection and reason to him, and also scolded and beat him severely.

But Yin Lingxing is a copper pea that cannot be hammered or steamed.

He relied on Yan Tingyun not to hurt his life, even if he was beaten to a broken leg, once he recovered, he would slap his butt and go out to fool around, and even dragged Yan Tingyun into embarrassment to deal with the aftermath.

After tossing and tossing like this several times, Yan Tingyun was completely disappointed in him.

As long as he doesn't rape good women, if he wants to sleep in a willow, or drink and gamble, it's all up to him.

Although they maintain their superficial brotherhood, a bottomless chasm has already opened up between them.

From then on, Yan Tingyun never looked at Yin Lingxing again, because every glance made him feel disgusted and disgusted.

Looking at it seriously at this moment, Yan Tingyun lost his mind.

He was speechless, speechless in shock.

I...why...didn't realize...this is obviously a completely different person!

That handsome face was indeed Yin Lingxing's, exactly the same, exactly the same - "Master of Thousand Faces" Wang Lianhua had as much confidence in her disguise technique as Shen Lang had in his friends.

However, none of those bright eyes, mocking smile and raised chin belonged to Yin Lingxing.

It is these slight differences that make Yin Lingxing's face look like a bud growing on a rotten wood, or a flower blooming on a stone.

This is the charm that belongs to Wang Lianhua alone, no matter how many people he transforms into thousands of faces.As long as he wants to, he can escape from the murals carved with all living beings, and let everyone in the world stare at him.

Yan Tingyun didn't know what it was like in his heart for a moment.

There is both the relief of losing the burden, and the remorse and guilt towards Master.

He said dryly, "He...he died?"

Wang Lianhua smiled and said, "Will Hero Yan want him to die, or do he want him to live?"

Yan Tingyun's throat trembled, and he said the only time in his life that he said something against his will.

"I...Of course...I want him to live!"

Wang Lianhua clapped her hands and smiled: "Hero Yan is really benevolent and righteous...It's a pity."

Yan Tingyun said: "What a pity?"

Wang Lianhua said: "It's a pity that you want him to live, but he wants you to die."

Yan Tingyun stared and said: "What?!"

He said: "Although my brother is not a benevolent person, he will never repay kindness and hatred. Don't you try to drive us apart!"

Wang Lianhua smiled and shook her head, he did not refute Yan Tingyun's suspicion of "divorce".

He asked: "Hero Yan, tell me, what kind of person is Yin Lingxing?"

who?Lustful, lazy, sneaky, ruthless, dishonest, and of low character...

These words echoed in Yan Tingyun's mind, but he couldn't say a single word.

Because he is Yin Lingxing's eldest brother, Yan Tingyun who is "peerless in benevolence and righteousness", no matter how rotten Yin Lingxing is to the bone, in the eyes of the world, he must tolerate and forgive him with a broad mind.

Seeing that he was unwilling to speak, Wang Lianhua smiled and said: "Then let me speak for you."

"He is a complete villain. Let me help you count the crimes he has committed in the past three years."

"The first one, on March [-]th of the year before last, at Xin'an Bridge in Luoyang, Yin Lingxing lured/raped a [-]-year-old girl and dumped her corpse under the bridge."

……

"No. 20. On May [-] last year, in Fengdu, Sichuan and Sichuan, Yin Lingxing sneaked into the mansion of a man and raped a famous lady. After the deed was revealed, he wiped out all the people and set fire to the mansion, pretending to be on fire."

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"No. 40 and three piles. On the [-]th day of the Gansu month this year, Hongzhou was stable. Yin Lingxing robbed the government bank for disaster relief with his face masked. After the incident, he left a red and white fierce tiger flag and blamed it on the Dragon and Tiger Village in Qingteng Mountain."

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Wang Lianhua smiled and counted Yin Lingxing's crimes in detail, one after another, they were all insane and heinous crimes.

With the exposure of these crimes, while everyone despised Yin Lingxing more and more, their eyes on Yan Tingyun became more and more strange.

When Wang Lianhua counted to seven piles, everyone moved away from Yan Tingyun, making a blank circle around him.

Everyone looked at him suspiciously and disgustedly.

Because the cases uncovered by Wang Lianhua all happened three years after Yan Tingyun pleaded for Yin Lingxing's life.

Someone couldn't help yelling at him: "Yan Tingyun, didn't you guarantee Yin Lingxing in front of the old man Shenjian and other seniors, and swore to restrain his actions so that he would stop doing evil!"

"Are you just trying to gain fame? Or are you collaborating with that villain!"

Yan Tingyun trembled all over, his eyes were dim and his face was ashen.

He really wanted to yell: "Don't look at me like that, I'm not like that, no!"

But he couldn't say it, and he didn't dare to say it.

Because he knew many things Wang Lianhua said, and the parts he didn't know, according to Yin Lingxing's deeds in the past, were probably true.

Yan Tingyun looked at those eyes full of suspicion, indifference and contempt, and smiled miserably.

He wanted to question them—

what should I do?what can i doIf you were me, would you have a better choice? !

That is the only son of the master who brought me up since childhood, taught me martial arts and taught me how to be a human being!

can i kill him

No!

Otherwise, one day I will go to Jiuquan, what face will I have to pay my respects to my teacher!

So Yan Tingyun can only do his best to cover up for Yin Lingxing, deal with the aftermath, do everything he despises, and bury his heart of benevolence and righteousness in the mud to rot.

He was ashamed and hated, and every day he woke up, he wanted to tear Yin Lingxing into pieces, but...but...he was even more afraid that he would let his master down!

Yan Tingyun didn't explain or refute, he looked up at the light cat who peeled off the skin of his benevolence and righteousness, and looked down at him.

He gritted his teeth and said, "How...how did you know that!"

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar all around, which meant that he admitted that Wang Lianhua was not talking nonsense, and that he knew everything Yin Lingxing did.

The people who were dubious at first suddenly burst out with hatred and anger from their eyes.

Not only for those innocent people who died, but also for the blinded and fooled themselves.

If Yan Tingyun is really such a treacherous and evil person, wouldn't it be ridiculous to be stupid to praise him as "benevolent and righteous"?

Yan Tingyun didn't look at the crowd who were fumbling with swords.

He just asked stubbornly and tenaciously: "How do you know?"

Wang Lianhua smiled and said, "Naturally, Brother Yin Lingxing told me."

Yan Tingyun shook his head and said, "How could he tell you that in order for me to conceal these things, he was even willing to kneel and kowtow to me..."

Wang Lianhua smiled and said, "Because I want to kill him."

Yan Tingyun was startled when he heard the words, he didn't understand the meaning of this explanation.

Wang Lianhua said: "Because he respects you and hates you, he loves you and hates you."

"You have despised him since you were a child, looked down on him, and never understood him. And he will never be the kind of person you are close to and care about in this life, and he will never be loved by you in his life."

"So when I told him I was going to kill him for his face, he asked if I could kill someone for him."

"I gave him my word, and this wretched and hopeless wretch told me all the evil he had committed during the past three years."

"That's why I know everything."

Wang Lianhua smiled shallowly, he used words to turn into a spider web, weaving strands of fear and layers of despair, that smile was gorgeous and cruel, beautiful and compelling.

"Because he is bound to die, so he doesn't want you to live alone!"

As soon as these words came out, Yan Tingyun's head thumped.

He looked at Wang Lianhua's slapped lips, but he could no longer hear a single word he said.

Yan Tingyun stood stiffly in place, dry, tragic, and desperate.It looks like a piece of rotten wood that has been weathered for thousands of years, or like a stone statue that has been completely eroded.

With a sound of "cang clang", he suddenly pulled out the scimitar, which was tightly wrapped in black cloth, and the blade reflected the new moon like snow and frost.

No one had time to stop it, the bright knife shadow flashed across Yan Tingyun's neck.

The precious knife was first exposed, but it was its owner's throat that was cut.

His benevolence has been lost, his reputation has been tarnished, his treasured sword has become blunt, and even his master's only son has died, what face does he have to live on in the world?

Before Yan Tingyun fell completely into darkness, he thought to himself: Yin Lingxing, I... really can't live alone.

For a while, the people in the garden were silent.

Only Wang Lianhua, who was independent from the height, let out a pitiful sigh.

Just now, when he had a sharp tongue and forced Yan Tingyun to die, he was like a demon, like a ghost, like a ruthless executioner.

But at this moment, it was he who sighed compassionately for the dead.

Everyone knows that the prince has thousands of faces, but who knows that the prince has thousands of hearts?

The entanglement between Yan Tingyun and Yin Lingxing is like a farce.

When the body with the cut throat crashed to the ground, people just woke up suddenly from the farce.

Chu Qiuci, who clearly needed protection, was killed, and the person who killed her forced another person to death without blood in full view.

This group of knights and heroes seemed to have lost their souls, and none of them made a move.

The people who woke up were annoyed and angry, holding their swords high, ready to jump onto the roof, and cut Wang Lianhua's body into pieces.

Unexpectedly, Wang Lianhua waved at them with a smile, stepped forward with her right leg, and stomped in the air.

Like the fairy Chang'e flying to the moon, she flew towards the bright moon hanging high in the night sky.

Suddenly, a row of autumn geese flew by, and the shadow of the figure stepping on the clouds and flying to the moon, under the shadow of the rustling geese, disappeared like a cloud of smoke blown away by the wind.

In the quiet Qinyuan, people watched this miraculous scene with gaping mouths.

A word suddenly appeared in my heart——

The beauty is speechless, the young master is on the moon.

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Wang Lianhua is walking under the moon.

The places where he wanders are very unique.It is not a wide street, nor a winding alley, but the ups and downs, patchwork eaves and roof ridges.

Under the reflection of the bleak dark moon, the blood oozing from the bottom of the leather pocket in his hand seemed to have been washed away by the moonlight, and the scarlet color that was no longer bright became a little gray.

Just after killing someone, Wang Lianhua originally planned to go directly to a hidden courtyard that she rented in the town.

But along the way, the tung leaves rustle like rain, and the flowing water murmurs like a song.

He suddenly changed his mind.

I feel that in such a quiet night, Muyue listening to the autumn is also an interesting thing.

Suddenly, a woman's Qing song came from a distance.

Wang Lianhua looked sideways, and there was an attic in that direction that was brightly lit and magnificent, it looked like a place for pleasure-seeking.

The women in the attic sang intoxicating songs.

Wang Lianhua could hear some of the words in the song clearly with her extraordinary hearing ability—as if she was singing about the lovesickness poured out before the white moon, the infatuation of the children on the yellow sand road...

He stopped and listened for a while with interest.

Suddenly there was an incompatible voice.

That man's voice, he was learning to sing a lingering Qing song from afar.

Magnetic and mellow, full of charm.The voice is nice, but not a single word is in tune.

Wang Lianhua couldn't help laughing.

A dark figure in front of him turned his head.

When Wang Lianhua looked from a distance, she thought it was a beast head built on the cornice.

After walking in and taking a look, I found that it was a person sitting on the head of an animal.

He looks like a very weird and desperate fisherman.The bamboo hat on his head was like being chewed by a dog, missing a piece in the east and a corner in the west.He was dressed in ragged clothes, only half of the right sleeve was left, and even the skirt was torn into strips.

In his bare right hand, he was holding a fishing rod with a broken line, and it was tilted up danglingly.

He hummed a song softly in his mouth, intermittently, the tune ran as if it was hanging in the sky.

Hearing Wang Lianhua's laughter, the man looked him sideways, and said with a slight smile, "My friend, it's very interesting to take a walk under the moon."

Wang Lianhua said: "You are?"

The man smiled gently and said, "No one is worth mentioning."

Wang Lianhua smiled and said: "If you are an unknown person, how many people in the world dare to say your name?"

The man was slightly surprised and said, "You recognize me?"

Wang Lianhua stroked her hands and sang: "He is the cloud on the top of the mountain, the moon in the cloud, the hero among heroes, the peak among peaks!"

Shen Lang smiled and said, "I recognize you too."

Wang Lianhua said: "Oh?"

"who am I?"

Shen Lang said with a smile: "Such an extremely smart but talkative person, besides our prince, can it be someone else?"