Chapter 147: Father and son try their best to achieve success
Geng Wangzhuang occupies a vast area, and as we march in the darkness, the firelight illuminates several connected stone bridges from time to time. There are camphors, banyan trees, willows and locust trees along the roads. The lush greenery is reflected on the sparkling lake, and the eyes are full of green.
As we walked forward, we suddenly saw a few elegant pavilions hidden in the shade of trees. During the day, I thought the mountains should be like green indigo, light and picturesque.
However, they had walked for so long without encountering a patrolling guard or watchman. It was almost five o'clock, and the dark sky was covered with lead clouds. There was no trace of the stars and the moon, and no trace of the stars that were about to shine could be seen.
sign.
Among the three vassals of the Qing Dynasty, Geng Fan had fifteen subordinate commanders. Each of the five commanders had one armor, and each armor had two hundred commanders. Based on this, it can be speculated that the total number of fifteen subordinate commanders in Manchu could reach 3,000 armored soldiers. Today,
Even though the loss was reduced by 20% in Guangzhou, the strength cannot be underestimated.
What's more, there are only 15,000 Dingkou under the vassal in Fuzhou, and all production and manufacturing are only owned by Geng Fan. The soldiers and civilians under this kind of assistant-leader organization are directly controlled by the vassal king.
The "vassal" force constitutes the core force of the army commanded by the feudal king. They have a strict feudal subordinate relationship with the feudal king.
But in Prince Geng's Manor in the south of the city, which covers an area of 300 acres, even though there are palaces and buildings everywhere, there is no team stationed there to lead the troops. Geng Jimao, who has led troops to fight for many years, for some reason now lives like a lonely man, alone in the dark night.
middle.
At this time, it was a long and cold night, and Geng Jingzhong was still walking forward with his troops. When they walked outside a garden wall, a strange wind blew up for no reason in Prince Geng's village, whistling and flying past the ears, piercing the wind.
Everyone's exposed skin was sore, and their finger joints were suddenly numb and tingling, out of control, like a dead branch in an ice cellar.
Zeng Yangxing tightened his armor sleeves in anger, feeling that the biting cold wind in central Fujian was more unbearable than the bitter cold in Liaodong. He looked at Bai Xianzhong, who was also the commander-in-chief, and found that his colleague looked straight at him.
In the darkness, his eyes were full of panic.
And at the same time, hundreds of close followers of the Crown Prince heard, not far away from a wall, the sound of people rubbing their hands and whispering strange words slowly, and a bad smell drifted from the tip of their noses.
The garden wall is not tall, but it is enough to block the restricted sight in the darkness. The courtyard is surprisingly spacious, but there is no ridge of a building. As everyone hears the sound across the wall, their sensitive imagination becomes more and more intense.
The harsh cold wind flew farther and farther, and while hesitating, he made up his mind about what "it" looked like at this time——
The squirming thing must be crumbling to make such a discordant staggering sound. "It" is crushing the surrounding seedlings with its sly steps without mercy, making such a terrifying churning sound.
, he must have swallowed weeds and even stones into his belly at will, leaving only a grinding mark deep into the soil behind him...
"Don't stop for a while, the whole army moves out!"
At this moment, everyone's minds were filled with curiosity that would cost them their lives, so this order issued with reason was particularly valuable.
Jiang Wen looked at the prince in front of him with some surprise. He didn't know whether it was the setbacks of the past few days that had tempered his will, or whether he had long been accustomed to all kinds of weird things in Prince Geng's palace. The ragged Geng Jingzhong was in high spirits at this time, and roared angrily.
After restoring the shaky military morale, the torches once again gathered into a long dragon, winding its way towards the depths of Prince Geng's Mansion.
Perhaps sensing Jiang Wen's gaze, Geng Jingzhong slowed down his frivolous steps for a moment and whispered: "Taoist Master, don't go near there. Giant elephants from his own poisonous country are raised in the elephant garden. He is usually greedy and will never go anywhere."
Where the vegetation is withered, fortune tellers once said it is particularly unlucky."
Jiang Wen covered his nose and said, "Why do you keep such ghosts in the palace?"
Geng Jingzhong snorted: "In addition to the sacred elephants in Wangzhuang, there are also cranes that come and go without a trace. They are all gifts that Shang Kexi, the old dog, gave to his father in Guangzhou City. He has extremely ulterior motives. Taoist priest Chang Qingzi found me this time.
, for these two things..."
Jiang Wen wanted to ask more, but then there was a huge noise of flapping wings in the sky, but when he looked around, there was no one around, and there was no sign of any birds or beasts.
Soon, another stench came, and something seemed to be flapping its giant wings in the night sky. A strong wind suddenly went east, and the strong air flow disturbed the armor and tassels worn by the henchmen.
The tassel of the sword was also twisted and twisted.
Although nothing could be seen clearly in this bright dark night, some of the confidants who raised their heads still vaguely thought that they should have seen a group of invisible clouds and smoke that was darker than the sky, flying down into the distance like a wheel of fire.
Geng Jingzhong's expression changed drastically, and he urged the team to move forward, and finally came to a stop in front of a beautiful mansion with stone pavement.
The stone lion in front of the door is carved from white stone. It looks like jade but not jade. It is transparent and warm, and extremely white. It is lifelike after being carefully carved by skilled craftsmen, but its eyes are filled with blood-red agate stones. When the fire is suddenly illuminated, it only feels like the eyes are blood red.
The evil wind was blowing fiercely, glaring at the uninvited guests in the cold night.
The cronies stopped in unison and watched Geng Jingzhong's actions. At this moment, he had become the backbone of these people. Jiang Wen even suspected that several heavily armed generals did not put on their armor out of courage, but on the contrary.
Relying on the cold armor to maintain the remaining courage.
Geng Jingzhong came to this heavy sandalwood door and recalled the innermost scene of the empty prince's mansion.
As soon as he opened a crack, the cold wind rolled in from behind him and rushed into the empty palace. The candlelight scattered among the stars began to sway, just like the uncertain hearts of the people present.
Take a deep breath.
He opened the door.
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"Boss Mr. Lin! I'm here to ask for an explanation!"
A cold wind rolled in outside the door, suddenly waking up Lin Zhennan who was sitting with his head down. For a moment, he felt that the empty escort agency lobby was filled with dust and mist, making it difficult to see clearly.
Taking another closer look, it was Tian Guinong who broke into the Fuwei Escort Agency alone. Tian Guinong used his hands to push open the ajar door of the Escort Agency that was covered with copper nails.
With just a crack in the door, crowded and noisy lights and shaky voices poured in from outside the house. The two merged together and surrounded the empty city.
Tian Guinong was still dressed like a scholar in white at this time. He was not smug with fireworks, but he had a gleaming sword on his waist. He stepped forward angrily as he spoke.
"Mr. Lin, head escort!"
Lin Zhennan was sitting on the Grand Master's chair in the middle of the lobby of the Escort Agency, with a gold-plated plaque on his head that read "Fortune Comes Before Prestige", which was a bit ridiculous at this time.
He had neither a sword nor a bodyguard to protect him, so he could only guard the mansion alone. He had not slept for three days and was so exhausted that he felt a little confused when he looked at Tian Guinong's figure.
"Xiangong Tian, why did you visit this late at night? I wonder what kind of reward my little Fuwei Escort Agency has received?"
Lin Zhennan didn't get up either. His strength was already running low. If he showed any flaws at this time, he would only be at a disadvantage. He simply talked to Tian Guinong in a harsh tone that he had never had before.
At this time, Tian Guinong took another step closer, and Lin Zhennan saw that there seemed to be a red handprint on the left side of his angry face, and there was still blood left at the corner of his mouth.
Sensing Lin Zhennan's gaze and being irritated by his tone, Tian Guinong suddenly said: "Boss Mr. Lin, Mr. Tian boasts that he has never violated the rules of the world, and it is for you that he has exposed the imperial plaque of the Green Linnan Alliance Leader.
The snow-covered jade is delivered to you..."
Lin Zhennan interrupted with a cold snort: "Mr. Tian, you're too polite. I think it's your regret that you couldn't send the royal plaque back intact, right?"
Tian Guinong patted the corridor pillar, leaving a clear fingerprint on the wood and a burst of dust falling from the beam.
He seemed to be even more angry: "Then Mr. Lin, please explain why you sent someone to kidnap my daughter late at night!"
Lin Zhennan frowned deeply when he heard this, and he noticed a hint of evil.
"This is absolutely impossible. All the bodyguards in my house have been ordered not to go out. They have been guarding themselves for the past few days. What's more, the bodyguards have low martial arts skills. How can they kidnap people in front of Xianggong Tian's men?"
Tian Guinong suddenly smiled viciously: "Mr. Lin, if you dared to take responsibility today, I would consider you a good man. But now you deny it and deny it in every possible way, and you just think that we are all blind?"
His voice then changed, "At that time, the Imperial Envoy was having a private meeting with me in the inn, and saw two disciples from your escort agency kidnapping people. The Imperial Envoy chased them out to fight with them, and even fell into an ambush and was bitten and killed.
How can this matter be faked? Do you dare to confront me? Go to court immediately!"
"Xiangong Tian, I'm afraid you have fallen into a trap. Everyone in the city knows that the imperial envoy is drunk and lustful. The reason why my two apprentices went out was because the little girl was captured by the thieves in the middle of the night, so they were searched all night."
Lin Zhennan's face was as heavy as water, and he slowly exhaled a breath, "Your daughter and younger daughter disappeared at the same time. I think the imperial envoy is extremely suspicious. I am afraid that it was not because of lust that he wanted to rob her, but that it was my disciples from the escort agency who came to rescue them."
Tian Guinong smiled slightly and said with disdain: "The imperial envoy is an envoy of the Heavenly Family, and a person in the world is nothing more than a reckless person. Your daughter is as beautiful as Pu Liu, and the imperial envoy is lucky enough to look down on you. Why do you need to do such an evil person's behavior?!"
Lin Zhennan nodded slowly, then looked at Tian Guinong's red and swollen left face, already guessing the whole story.
He deliberately said loudly: "Oh? Since it was Princess Tian Xiang who offered her daughter as a means of promotion, Lin naturally had nothing to say. But your daughter was given away by you personally, and you came to me as a blessing
What trouble is the escort agency looking for?!"
Lin Zhennan's voice was not loud, but it could be heard outside the house along the crack of the door. The people brought by Tian Guinong were also listening with bated breath. Naturally, they heard everything clearly. The crowd suddenly started talking and making an uproar.
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Tao Zian, a young man in the crowd, wanted to talk to his junior sister the night before and happened to bump into Monk Yankong coming out of the house carrying a sack. At this moment, he suddenly thought clearly about what happened.
He originally wanted to ask his father to find out, but he searched everywhere but couldn't find anyone.
In this matter, Tian Guinong has been vaguely defeated. In such a matter of smearing each other and causing trouble, Tian Guinong is still limited to confusing right and wrong and focusing on small tricks, while Lin Zhennan has made bold assumptions, carefully verified, and easily thrown out
Come up with a result that people may not necessarily believe the most, but they will definitely be most willing to spread it.
It is just a common thing in the world for the Fuwei Escort Agency to rob civilian girls. Tian Guinong has always regarded himself as Lord Mengchang, and now it is suspected that he gave his 28-year-old daughter to a rude monk, even if the other party is an imperial envoy, he may not show his face.
——It’s self-evident which one is more popular.
"It's useless to say more. Mr. Lin's bodyguard has slandered Tian so much. I will naturally seek justice from the Imperial Envoy!"
But at this moment, Tian Guinong suddenly calmed down, as if he was not the one who had been dealing with it in such a panic just now.
"Why don't you call out the bodyguard and two disciples of the house and confront me face to face. If they dare to come forward and see me, I know that someone in my field is not an unreasonable person, so this matter will be put aside for now."
Tian Guinong spoke slowly, his handsome face was full of his usual kind expression, but his eyes kept looking at Lin Zhennan's expression, not missing any detail.
Lin Zhennan took a deep breath and wanted to stand up from the chair, but his body was too tired to move.
He knew the purpose of the other party's trip.
"Xiangong Tian, this world is extremely pure and turbid, and the gods are clear. Everyone in the house has gone to bed now. I, the chief escort of Fuwei and the leader of the South Green Forest Alliance, are here to testify. Isn't it enough?"
Tian Guinong laughed again. If the person standing in front of him was an ordinary person, he would have been frightened by this heroic spirit of having the overall situation in hand.
"It's a long night, with waves everywhere. It's really admirable that everyone in your escort agency can sleep peacefully for a long time. But in my opinion, not everyone in your mansion can sleep."
Tian Guinong stretched out his hand and slapped twice, and suddenly a black-faced and bearded evil man burst in outside the door. It was Tao Zian's father, Tao Baisui, who had just been nowhere to be found.
The horse-shaped Tao Baisui held a thin human figure in his hand like a cattail leaf fan, and pushed it from the door into the lobby of Fuwei Escort Agency. The man was injured and one of his boots had fallen off. He was stubborn.
The ground refused to come forward.
Lin Zhennan's eyes suddenly opened wide and he looked at the ragged figure in front of him. He grabbed the armrests of the Taishi's chair with both hands uncontrollably. He staggered up and sat down again. He repeated this several times, which was obviously unacceptable.
His lips tightened into a line, but after meeting the man's gaze, he could no longer tremble uncontrollably and said.
"My son, why are you here..."
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This hall is so vast that even the red candles burning high in the room and the silver lamps all over the place cannot illuminate it. Therefore, behind every pillar, there is a shadow that is so thick that it cannot be eliminated.
The entire floor of the hall is paved with fine white stones from Gaoyao County, Guangdong. There is a high chair on the main seat, which is large enough to seat four or five people side by side.
But at this time, behind the curtain, it was clear that there was only a huge body sitting upright, leaving no space at all.
Geng Jingzhong took a deep breath. The figure in front of him was different from what he remembered, and it was also different from anything he had ever seen before. Now he no longer even had the basic appearance of a human being.
He could see clearly that what was hiding behind the curtain at this time was just a monster covered in fat with overlapping limbs. The thin skin could no longer hold up the heavy fat, and when it was filled to the limit, it turned into wrinkles and bulges.
The skin is also filled with dark gray spots visible to the naked eye.
Geng Jimao panted weakly. Just pushing the fat to shrink the chest was a huge burden. The limbs had already been defeated, and they were nested in the fat like extra burdens on the body. The hands and feet were so slender compared to the body.
It's ridiculous, and only occasionally and ridiculously does it tremble due to nervous twitching.
A face poked out with difficulty from where the neck was originally. It was covered with folds of flesh. It was so smooth and delicate that it did not look like a middle-aged general who had been exposed to the sun and weathered the battle. His hair was just like a clump of tangled hair.
Grass grows stubbornly on the huge rocks and has become an insignificant embellishment.
Geng Jingzhong didn't need to lift the curtain to guess that a money rat tail must be carefully tied to the bunch of "weeds".
"Father, I'm here."
A blast of asthma came from behind the curtain, like a bellows. Every time he took a hard breath, wind would sound out of thin air, causing all the lights, candles and fireworks all around to point in the same direction, and the dark shadows in the room began to become erratic.
"I didn't let you come out..."
Geng Jimao adjusted his breath several times before he could say such a complete sentence. Geng Jingzhong could not tell whether his father's words were an anger, a mockery, or simply an expression of doubt.
"But I'm already here."
Geng Jingzhong continued, seeming to take everything for granted.
The two of them were silent for a while. No cocks or dogs could be heard outside the hall, and the long night showed no sign of coming to an end.
"Father, the Qing court is so aggressive, why do you have to give in everywhere?"
Geng Jingzhong sat cross-legged on the spot, like a child who had a tantrum and refused to leave.
The sound of asthma behind the curtain was like a bellows, and it took a long time before I answered.
"My son... I have no choice but to do this..."
"We have no choice? Our Geng family fought from Liaodong to Guangdong and Fujian. Now we have no choice but to use it as an excuse?"
Geng Jingzhong said coldly, "If this is the case, when my grandfather died, he was either a miner in Liaodong, a soldier of Mao Shuai, or a bandit in Dengzhou. How can he be the king of Jingnan?"
Geng Jimao was silent for a moment, and his breathing suddenly became louder. The cold breath lingered in his chest, and finally he spoke in a low voice.
"How can a father not know this!!!"
The roar came from his chest, and the echoes became louder and louder. The spirit of fighting and fighting was beyond words, and Geng Jingzhong couldn't help but look sideways.
"Your grandfather died on the run. He was alone in the army and led the generals. He asked Prince Rui to attack him, but he refused. For this reason, he marched south and attacked many counties in Guangdong. He killed many people along the way and the blood flowed into the sky.
, even Shang Kexi was shocked and speechless.”
"Only in this way can Gu be succeeded as king in the eighth year of Shunzhi, so as not to fall into the fate of Kong Youde and the vassal annihilation! There is so much suffering and hardship here. Father, I know better than you! What I have done for Geng Fan
There’s more to it than you think!”
Geng Jingzhong couldn't help but take two steps back, and looked behind the curtain with a more fearful look.
"Father... what he said is true..."
But Geng Jingzhong thought of Jiang Wen's words again, and his courage grew a little more.
"But what they want is the child's life! Are you even ignoring my life?"
The royal palace was vast and helpless, with waves of sound rolling around the beams. The remaining sounds of the two people's conversations instantly clashed together, turning into a buzzing echo, until they fell into silence together.
"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry. Your Majesty has already made plans."
Geng Jingzhong turned around suddenly and found that at some point, an extra person had suddenly appeared in the hall. His figure was blocked by the thick shadows behind the pillars, making him blurry and erratic, as if he was an illusion from another world.
"Who are you?!"
Geng Jingzhong shouted angrily, turning his head and staring fearfully.
The voice of the shadow was erratic, and it was hard to tell whether it was male or female. By chance, if you put your face in the light, you could see that it was wearing a ghost mask with upside-down facial features, which was terrifying and bizarre.
"I haven't met the crown prince yet. I am a small member of Prince Geng's staff. I hope you will take care of any negligence in etiquette. I have the courage to show up this time because I can't see the father and son turning against each other and losing their moral integrity, so I want to defend the prince.
"
The figure shakily shrank back into the shadows, and only the trance-like sounds continued to come out.
"I also understand what the imperial envoy sent by the Qing court did. To give in at the right time is to retreat in order to avoid hindering the palace's grand plan. Although the imperial envoy's trip is domineering, it is just a pawn of the prince, and he may even
Help us find the Emperor who has disappeared for many years..."
Geng Jingzhong frowned and stared coldly at the shadow behind the pillar.
"Every big plan is nonsense. The Emperor is just a strange thing in the Five Dynasties of Fujian. Where did you come from? You actually tricked your father into looking for such a illusory thing?!"
The ghost-faced man laughed a few times in an indistinguishable manner, and said in a slightly flattering tone: "Your Majesty, there is no need to test the humble position anymore. I know everything that Huang Ji knows, and I also know clearly the things that he didn't explain clearly...
"
The ghost-faced man spoke to Geng Jingzhong with his pearls of wisdom in his hands, but the voice suddenly disappeared and came from the back of another pillar.
"The emperor was the king of the Liang Dynasty, and he left a great opportunity to his descendants. It was impossible to say that he could bring his whole family to the world and transform into an immortal. It was a pity that after Min Huizong got the Mani Orb, he told his descendants
The emperor's expectations are even higher, and he is unwilling to let the whole family live in detachment, and even wants to achieve the goal of ascension for the whole country!"
The other party's voice was rising and falling, constantly ringing in Geng Jingzhong's ears.
"Fujian Huizong believed the monstrous words of Taoist priests Chen Shouyuan and Xu Yan. Chen Shouyuan claimed that he could talk to the emperor and heard the instructions given by Wang Ba Immortal. He deliberately described the method of ascension as a magic method to lift the heavenly palace and recreate the Dragon Court.
. And Xu Yan had witchcraft and knew the location of the Yinquan Eye in Fuzhou City, so he led Min Huizong to see ghosts in the palace..."
"Nonsense! How dare you come out to meet me, rat!"
Geng Jingzhong cursed angrily, holding the waist knife in his sleeve tightly, and stood up to chase the ghost-faced man in the shadow. However, he found that the other party had ran behind the pillar further away at some point, and he was pressing the backs of his hands together.
, bowing down and performing some weird etiquette.
"Your Majesty, please be patient and listen to me carefully."
The ghost-faced man spoke in an indistinguishable male and female voice.
"Fujian Huizong was ignorant and incompetent, so naturally he was not as perceptive as the prince. However, this ignorant and ignorant king had a special destiny. In the third year of Changxing, he practiced Taoism for two months in front of the emperor, and he accidentally led the Yellow Dragon out of the water.
The appearance of the emperor caught all the Taoist priests in the palace by surprise."
"On that day, Immortal Wang Ba met with Huizong of Fujian. Huizong asked, 'In sixty years, I will return home safely.' Immortal Wang Ba personally promised: 'In sixty years, I will become Da Luo Immortal.' But he did not.
After waiting for sixty years, I found a way to let the prince see me..."
The more Geng Jingzhong listened, the more confused he became. He felt that he had met a lunatic who was deceiving others. He could not find his whereabouts, so he could only say loudly: "This is complete nonsense. My father must not listen to him."
nonsense!"
Geng Jingzhong wanted to step forward and pull back the curtain to meet Geng Jimao, who was either awake or confused. So he quickly walked a few steps closer to the chair, lifted off the veil, and found Geng Jimao's fat and tiny eyes.
Staring at the white stone floor tiles on the ground.
Geng Jimao did not raise his eyes to look at his eldest son once. He just stared at the ground all the time, as if there were some fleeting secrets written in these smooth jade-like white stones.
The purple lips on the fat flesh squirmed slightly, and said in a murmur: "He didn't lie to me, I saw it all... The palace of heaven is about to open..."
Geng Jingzhong suddenly realized that his father in front of him did not seem to have fallen asleep.
Every time we met in Fuzhou City, he became more and more obsessed with the "words" in the white stone. Then he struggled with the increasing accumulation of fat, hiding in a corner of this hall every night, struggling with the sound of breathing.
On the ground, silently waiting for the tick mark to run out before I can survive another day.
"Father, wake up! These are all nonsense!"
A wave of sadness surged into his heart, and Geng Jingzhong put aside all the resentment he felt when he entered the house. At this moment, he was extremely sure that his father had just been bewitched by demons, and that was why he did all kinds of unreasonable behavior.
The voice from behind the pillars sounded quietly: "Your Majesty, please don't get me wrong, Your Majesty has not lost his mind. Your Majesty knows better than us, including the fact that Your Majesty you secretly concealed the clues about the Emperor - but at this moment, the Yinquan Palace left by the Min Kingdom
It’s about to appear in this world. Look at the dark sky and dark sky outside the house. Does it look like the legendary Huangquan Haoli?"
Geng Jingzhong was suddenly enveloped in a wave of great terror. He was at a loss and didn't know what to do. He opened his eyes and opened his mouth, looking at the ghost-faced figure that turned out from behind the pillar.
"Your Majesty, Huang Ji only knows one thing but not the other, so his words are naturally full of connotations. Although this matter was deliberately hidden in the "History of the Five Dynasties", Uncle Ouyang Yong also left the story of seeing ghosts in Min Huizong's palace.
Clearly documented.”
"In the fourth year of Changxing when he ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, the total number of registered households in Fuzhou City was 47,000. But on the day Huang Long saw his house, the city's population suddenly increased sharply, with a total of more than 94,000 households. Taoist Xu Yancha
After a close inspection, it was reported that ghosts from the underworld had sneaked into the city..."
"Every sixty years, the ancient country of Haoli will be separated from Fuzhou City by a thin line. At this time, the immortality will also begin. Becoming an immortal or a ghost is just a thin line in the eyes of humble officials."
A burst of laughter suddenly sounded, and the voice of the ghost-faced man seemed to appear from behind dozens of pillars at the same time. There was obvious interference and overlap in the sound, "Now what the prince saw on the white stone, of course you can't see it, prince, because it is death."
Such a memorial that only talents can see, hahaha!"
A gloomy and strange elegy suddenly resounded through the hall, and people could hear it incessantly. It was like the bizarre scene that Arhat saw when he was walking through the underworld.
[The rabbit is not late, the crow is even more urgent, but I am afraid that King Mu’s eight horses will not be able to reach him with his whip. Therefore, in the wormwood, there are thorns in the graves.]
[The air is rising in the sky, the dragons are flying and the phoenixes are gathering. Everything is eaten by the wind and eaten by the earth, and picked up by foxes and ants.]
[If gold does not cry, jade will not weep; if poplars are crumbling, the wind will be turbulent and the moon will be sad.]
[The man who broke the stone monument was filthy and filthy. The cattle and sheep were rustling, and shepherd boys were seen breaking bones.]
Elegy flew out of the palace, and the cronies guarding the door felt a rush of sand and stones. They were all surprised to find that the team of cronies, which originally had only a hundred people, suddenly included many strangers, and they were even more similar to each other.
Seeing is not seeing. For a moment, everyone couldn't even distinguish between friend and foe who had been together for many years!
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Lin Zhennan felt like the sky was falling because Lin Pingzhi, who he had quietly sent out of the city, fell into the hands of Tian Guinong, and from the looks of it, he was captured after a fight.
"Brother Lin Xian, it seems that there is a mole in your house. He dared to kidnap your family members in an attempt to leave the city. Fortunately, I caught you and snatched them back. Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous."
Tian Guinong said pitifully, but Tao Baichuan's hand holding Lin Pingzhi's throat did not loosen at all.
Lin Pingzhi's face turned blue because of the lack of breath. He tried his best to say to his father: "Dad, don't believe these traitorous lies! I was only caught because I was protecting my sister and Mr. Shi. Master Hua and his children also escaped separately.
!”
Lin Zhennan's face was ashen, he held the armrests of the Taishi's chair tightly with both hands, and stared into Tian Guinong's triumphant eyes.
"Ms. Tian! How can you let the dog go!"
Tian Guinong pretended to be innocent and said: "Why did the chief escort say this? Since your apprentice has arrested my daughter, what's wrong with me leaving your young master to linger on the ground for a few days?"
Lin Zhennan stood up slowly, bowed and saluted almost reaching the ground.
"Xianggong Tian, I only have a few relatives left in this world, so I hope you can show me your kindness..."
Tian Guinong smiled brightly, leaned close as if to help Lin Zhennan up, and whispered into his ear.
"Brother Lin Xian, we plain people don't tell secrets. As long as you hand over the Mani Orb, all this will be wiped out. I will withdraw from Fuzhou City immediately and never set foot in Fuzhou City again for the rest of my life!"
Lin Zhennan did not raise his head, and lowered his voice and said helplessly: "I have never heard of Mani orbs. Mr. Tian, you must have found the wrong person."
Tian Guinong said conclusively: "The Imperial Envoy has learned clearly from the Huang family in Yixu that Huang Ji, the unscrupulous son of the Huang family, is serving as the accountant in your house. The clues about Mani's orb were also obtained from him.
turn up……"
Tian Guinong deliberately gave way so that Lin Zhennan could see Lin Pingzhi's direction.
"The martial arts of the disciples of your bodyguard are so powerful and strange. The Fuwei Bodyguard suddenly flourishes like a god. There is no doubt that the Mani Orb is in your hand. Do you need me to repeat the various signs?"
The eyes of Lin's father and son met. As the words fell, Lin Pingzhi, who was firmly held by Tao Baichuan, suddenly shouted: "Dad, don't listen to this thief's nonsense! Even if I die, I won't fall into Fuwei."
The reputation of the escort agency and the Lin family!"
Tian Guinong smiled when he heard this, raised his hand lightly, and slapped Lin Pingzhi hard on the face. He slapped Lin Pingzhi until stars shot out of his eyes. He instantly left five red marks on his face and also on the ground.
There was a pool of bright red blood on the tongue.
"Your Majesty, your words are vulgar, and you have the courage to discipline me for your brother. Brother Lin Xian should better discipline him."
Tian Guinong turned around lightly, as if he had just brushed away a speck of dust, and saw a figure rushing towards him from the corner of his eye.
He stepped aside, his clothes fluttering away from Lin Zhennan's deliberate palm. He put his hands on his chest and pushed outward, pushing the violent Lin Zhennan to one side. In an instant, his steps were confused and he rushed towards Tao Baichuan to save him.
The direction of the person is also skewed a lot.
"Humph, you're asking for trouble!"
Tian Guinong pushed the scabbard, and the gleaming Tianlong sword instantly let out the sound of a dragon's roar, drawing a mysterious and mysterious trajectory, swiping past Lin Zhennan's sleeve, and cutting off a piece of clothing without any smoke.
"I've already guessed that you secretly sent the escort out of the city. Now this Fuwei Escort Agency is just an empty city. You only have three-legged cat skills like you. Do you still want to go against dozens of us?"
The Heavenly Dragon Sword roars and comes, unstoppable.
"If you don't want to be beaten into obscurity in front of your son, you'd better tell me the whereabouts of the Mani Orb!"
Lin Zhennan gritted his teeth and steadied his body, knowing that his best opportunity to deceive the opponent into approaching and counterattack had been missed, and there was no way to replace Lin Pingzhi - but he still did not stop, because once he gave up completely, he and his son would be in danger.
There is absolutely no way to survive.
The Tianlong Sword transformed into countless sword shadows, like a cat playing with a mouse, and flashed around Lin Zhennan's vital points, leaving numerous non-fatal scars, but missed a single vital point.
His fist fell into the air, and his steps became messy. Lin Zhennan could only parry in a panic, and his face was hit by the sword ridge, and his face was covered with blood.
Tian Guinong was originally a good player in the martial arts world outside the Pass. His reputation was spread far and wide due to his family training from generation to generation, and Tianlongmen's martial arts had long been perfected.
Lin Zhennan's ancestors were just a poor family of martial arts masters. They had made a living by following the rules for generations, and their martial arts skills had long been wasted due to life.
The fight between the two may not be as impressive as the scene of a goshawk fighting a rabbit. It has already shown a one-sided trend. Lin Zhennan has more and more wounds on his body, and his already exhausted spirit is getting weaker and weaker.
His rickety figure was about to fall, but every time his sight crossed a certain direction, his long-depleted strength suddenly regenerated, and he desperately wanted to get close to the three-inch distance around Tian Guinong, even if
Even though I failed every time, I gritted my teeth and persisted.
Because he saw Lin Pingzhi.
He still remembered that in the winter when his eldest son was born, the family could no longer open the fire. His father, who had been suffering from injuries and illnesses for many years, could not survive the severe cold and passed away in the cold night.
Lin Zhennan was originally full of despair and at a loss, but when he made eye contact with the infant who was crying because his mother had no milk, he froze there and suddenly shed tears. The hot tears started from this confused child.
The man's face slipped and smashed into pieces on the floor of the deserted and empty thatched hut.
He wished he could cut off a piece of meat from his body and feed it to the little guy in front of him who had just arrived in the world.
It was an inexplicable feeling, something that he would care about no matter where he went, and he suddenly understood why his old father, who had been away from home all year round and suffered from hunger, had to pawn his clothes to keep out the cold every time he came home.
Jacket, in exchange for two taels of fat meat stuffed into his mouth.
After that day, he sheepishly borrowed a bag of grain and handed it to his wife. Then he picked up the rusty weapons left by his father and was willing to become a shabby little person doing nothing in the world...
His steps suddenly staggered, and Lin Zhennan, who was out of strength, finally fell to the ground. His face hit the cold ground directly, and his forehead was bruised and blood flowed into his eyes.
His nose was sore to the bone from the subsequent punch, and tears welled up uncontrollably and blurred his eyes.
Tian Guinong's slight gasping sound came, and a booted foot stepped on his head. Lin Zhennan had no strength to get up. The originally majestic head escort of Fuwei Escort Agency was still as depressed as
The stray dog from twenty years ago.
"Hurry up and tell me the whereabouts of the Mani Orb, otherwise I will cut off your nose first, and then break your son's hand tendons and hamstrings, turning him into a complete cripple!"
Lin Zhennan couldn't see it, but Lin Pingzhi's suppressed whimpering reached his ears. Someone must have grabbed his hands and feet, preparing to pierce the knife through the tendons of his hands and ankles, and then pick it off easily.
When Lin Pingzhi took the initiative to attract the enemy, he probably didn't think about the consequences so much, and he didn't start to be afraid until now.
This child is naturally timid and dare not cry because he is afraid of embarrassing himself as his father.
But silly boy, your father and I have been embarrassed like this, why are you so stubborn and proud? Why don't you know how to beg for mercy?
With a temper like yours, how can you get any benefit from wandering around in the world?
Lin Zhennan thought like this, and tried to muster the strength to get up, but another foot stepped on his back, pressing him firmly back into the blood and dust.
Tian Guinong was furious and felt the struggle under his feet, unable to understand the other party's behavior.
This feeling is really unpleasant...
"Mr. Escort Lin, if you don't tell the truth, I won't be polite."
Tian Guinong's voice came, still gentle and elegant. This man could always maintain his grace even when pursuing despicable means, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
But Lin Zhennan had no idea about the whereabouts of the Mani Orb.
Even this name, he had only heard once from the mouth of Mr. Huang Ji, the accountant.
One day half a year ago, Huang Ji took Lin Zhennan to the Netherworld Lane in a very mysterious manner and told Lin Zhennan that he had found the secret left by the Five Dynasties of Fujian. He had a way to communicate with the Netherworld. Through the sand table, he could understand the past and present lives, and the dead people in the underworld.
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Lin Zhennan doubtfully entered the Xiangdian Hall where corpses stood like a forest. He put his hands on the sand table, but was cursed by a lonely ghost who didn't know where he came from.
They were all at a loss.
But from that day on, Lin Zhennan often had a strange dream, which has not disappeared until recently...
There was a sudden noise in my ears, and the person who made the noise was not the familiar Lin Xiu, but Tian Guinong's men.
Lin Zhennan's ear skills were intact, and he could hear that the noise they made suddenly became more than twice as noisy. It seemed that many people were crowded together, unfamiliar passers-by, and soon there was the sound of swords and swords fighting.
There were constant sounds of blood splattering and curses.
Tian Guinong noticed something was wrong outside the door, but he was even more eager to extract Lin Zhennan's confession. The cold sword edge pressed against his neck, piercing into the skin bit by bit.
Lin Zhennan had long been numb, and his consciousness was expelled from his body along with the pain. Suddenly, he remembered what he saw in the Hall of Enjoyment.
There were some writings on the fuji sand table that constantly cursed his incompetence and cowardice and compromising, cursing him that he would also end up with his wife and children separated, and his family destroyed. There were specks of sand marks in the cursing and winding handwriting, as if someone was there.
While writing, I shed tears.
In those dreams that reversed chaos and appeared repeatedly, he returned to his passionate youth, but what he dreamed about was not the impoverished martial artist.
He dreamed that he was dressed in expensive silk and satin, and was in an extremely luxurious birthday banquet. The banquet seemed to be celebrating his seventieth birthday. Heroes from all walks of life were present at the banquet, and his grandfather ordered his grandson to try out martial arts.
Lin Zhennan was only 16 years old at the time. After hearing this, he attended the meeting in high spirits. He picked up his sword to extinguish the candle and pointed out the acupuncture point. All the heroes looked at it and admired him...
The disillusionment of life and death seemed to be right in front of him, like a painful pain. He also watched Lin Zhennan in his dream from young to middle-aged, until his home was suddenly attacked by villains.
The young hero who was once a high-spirited young hero has long since turned into a submissive businessman. His martial arts has been inactive for many years. His weapons were thrown off by the opponent's disciples and his nose was broken. The escort agency was slaughtered, and Lin's whole family was also killed at the hands of others. However, Lin Zhennan
He is left weak and powerless, as if the young hero at the birthday party was just a dream.
Lin Zhennan's vision was still blurry, probably because Tian Guinong was strangling him by the throat, but his mind was getting more and more confused. He could no longer distinguish between reality and fantasy, and he couldn't tell whether he was a young hero at a birthday banquet or a young hero at a birthday banquet.
The unknown person who ruined the bid.
"Who is Lin Zhennan..."
"Who is Lin Zhennan..."
"who I am……"
"Who is who..."
The sounds in his ears became noisier, and he felt that the world was getting further and further away. Even the hazy images in front of him were stained with gray and black, lifelessly drifting farther and farther away, while he closed his eyes extremely heavily...
"Daddy...save me..."
An exclamation clearly seemed to come across the water, but it exploded like lightning in his mind, and Lin Zhennan's already blurry world suddenly shook.
He didn't open his eyes, but countless lights invisible to the naked eye were projected from all around, falling to the ground in a daze, illuminating the world in front of him.
At this moment, he suddenly saw clearly the appearance in the distance.
There was not Lin Xiu, but a cold and stiff body covered in white sheets. That was a man who once called him daddy, but could no longer speak.
All the emotions in his body were quickly withdrawn from his body at that moment, and then fell back into this body with the pounding heartbeat. His limbs were filled with throbbing emotions, almost bursting, and he was struggling in embarrassment.
His movements seemed to be occupied by something.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Tian Guinong's hand that was strangling his throat was suddenly grabbed back, and a finger instantly clicked on the acupuncture point on the back of his hand, causing Tian Guinong's right hand to become paralyzed.
He was horrified and wanted to pull out his hand, but found that Lin Zhennan, who had a bloody head and a bloody head, got up faster than him and fought back even faster than him.
Seeing that the opponent's eyes were tightly closed but his movements were as fast as a ghost, Tian Guinong immediately put his paralyzed left hand behind his back and drew out the Tianlong Sword with his right hand to face the enemy. He wanted to use the proficient Tianlongmen swordsmanship to use long strikes and short strikes to drive away the opponent.
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Lin Zhennan raised his fingers and put them in one place. There was a sharp and hesitant energy in his fingertips, pressing against Tian Guinong's vitals.
But Lin Zhennan's two fingers turned into phantoms, and his fingers hit the sword spine repeatedly, as if the two swords were clashing and making a clanging sound. Using his fingers as swords, he once again suppressed Tian Guinong, who was going all out.
Tian Guinong's white robe was suddenly cut open with a large gash, and blood oozed from his skin, which made him shocked. The gleaming Tianlong sword in his hand was also snatched away casually, and a mysterious mark was drawn in the air.
Like an antelope hanging its horns, it brushed against the necks of the bodyguards restraining Lin Pingzhi.
At this time, the sky was full of blood mist. Several Tianlongmen bodyguards were about to stab Lin Pingzhi's wrist with their knives. They covered their necks in disbelief. After struggling to breathe to no avail, they slumped to the ground and lost their breath.
Tian Guinong's eyes revealed a look of fear. This kind of swordsmanship was so vague and traceless. Once the sword was released, it was divided into seven directions by sword energy. The murderous intention was elusive, hard to detect, and hard to guard against.
The pillars around me have my own palm prints, but after the sword blade in front of me is drawn, the sword energy can still leave a mark on the floor tiles!
It’s clear which one is higher and which one is lower!
"What a master of fingering and sword! What a master of fingering and sword!"
Tian Guinong stepped back in horror, watching Lin Zhennan with blurred eyes pass by him to help Lin Pingzhi up, and said angrily, "With such martial arts, you are not Lin Zhennan at all! Who the hell are you!"
Lin Zhennan supported Lin Pingzhi, whose hands and feet were limp, and patted his shoulders encouragingly, his tone full of exhaustion.
"Does it matter to you whether I am Lin Zhennan or not?"
He seemed to be in great pain, but he gritted his teeth and persisted, "I am a nobody in the world. I am the chief escort of the Fuwei Escort Agency. If you say I am the leader of the Southern Alliance, then I am. If you say I am a rebel who colludes with the Geng family,
I can also be a thief."
"But no matter when time comes, I will always be Pingzhi and Yueru's father..."
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"Jingzhong, I am your father..."
A voice came from the fat mountain of meat. This voice was closer than ever to the warm voice of his father in Geng Jingzhong's mind.
Geng Jimao moved his eyes away with difficulty and looked at his eldest son who was very close at hand.
"Everything I do is for you. I fight and fight outside, bear infamy, bite like a dog for the Qing court, fight for territory like a dog, and fight to the death with Monk Kexi, all for you..."
Geng Jingzhong took a step forward in disbelief and looked at the person in front of him hesitantly.
"Are you the father... dad...?"
Geng Jimao raised his hand with difficulty, but his short arms could not reach Geng Jingzhong who was so close.
"What Mr. Ling said is true. The Yinquan Heavenly Palace left by the Min Kingdom is buried in the invisible depths under the Min River. Only by relying on the Emperor can the Heavenly Gate be opened."
Geng Jimao's statement was exactly the same as that of the Ghost-Faced Man, but Geng Jingzhong couldn't help but began to believe it - even though this statement was still weird and bizarre.
"Dad, why are you looking for the Yinquan Heavenly Palace, and why do you want to make yourself look like this!?"
Geng Jimao breathed hard and looked blankly at the sky. His fat head shook slightly, revealing a funny money rat tail on the top of his head.
Geng Jimao's body shook hard, and a wave of fat flesh rose up from his fat body. His short arms struggled to open the folds of his heart, revealing a piece of gangrenous flesh.
There has been dark green necrosis for a long time, and a foul-smelling and sticky liquid is constantly seeping out. But what is more eye-catching is the long-dead and no longer beating heart exposed after the skin and flesh have festered.
"Because dad is already dead..."
Geng Jimao whispered, "Last year during the counter-rebellion in Guangzhou, I led my men into the Wengcheng. However, I fell into a trap and was attacked by a hail of arrows. All the cavalry accompanying me were killed or injured. It was the general who fought to the death to rescue me.
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Last year, Geng Jimao was still a rare young warrior. He was extremely brave in beheading generals and seizing the flag. The general discovered that Geng Jimao had an arrow in his heart and advised him to seek medical treatment immediately. However, in order to suppress the Shang family, Geng Jimao gritted his teeth and refused the advice and continued to fight.
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On the day the city was broken, blood flowed into the river. Geng Jimao endured the discomfort and killed many people. He did not seal the sword for three days in a row. Even Shang Kexi was frightened by this murderous devil and sent someone to bring him a gift to apologize for his previous sins.
Geng Jimao stopped and realized that he was experiencing severe pain in his chest, his heart had already been gangrenous and ulcerated, and even his heartbeat was weak.
But at this time, news came out that Shang Kexi would definitely annex the Geng family without hesitation, so Geng Jimao gritted his teeth and put on his armor and kept it secret. He only took this opportunity to write a letter to the court in order to return Geng Jingzhong. In fact, he realized that time was running out and planned to
Waiting to die after handing over power.
But something strange happened.
Geng Jimao waited hard day and night, gritting his teeth and enduring. His wounds and limbs became more and more necrotic, but he was still not dead, as if a lonely ghost was living in a broken body, struggling to survive.
One late night when he was tortured by pain and couldn't sleep, he suddenly understood.
He did not allow himself to die.
Geng Fan could not let himself die.
The Geng family soldiers did not even think that they would die.
Therefore, he never died.
Under the influence of some mysterious force, King Jingnan, whose heart stopped and died long ago, was walking, sitting and lying like a normal person.
But the footsteps of death are still inevitably approaching. Geng Jimao begins to hear calls that do not belong to this world. He sees words invisible to living people from the white stones, and detects indescribable things in the "gods" and "cranes" presented by Shang Kexi.
the taste of.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He began to eat desperately. It seemed that only this kind of uncontrolled swallowing and obesity could maintain his chance of survival and prove that he was still barely a living dead.
Until the ghost-faced man in front of me appeared.
"My son, Mr. Ling came from Haoli Ghost Country. As long as the world of Fuzhou City is overturned, my father will not have to die. You can also be the prince of Jingnan safely. We can live forever for a hundred or a thousand years.
Live!"
Geng Jimao continued to make sounds, but his tone gradually became duller. He vaguely wanted to tell Geng Jingzhong something, and reached out to hold him.
Suddenly, a waist knife inlaid with green agate suddenly pierced Geng Jimao's arm. His pale flesh hand opened a gash, but not a drop of blood spilled.
Geng Jingzhong's eyes were full of fear and his hands were shaking.
He couldn't believe that the person in front of him was a long-dead person, and he couldn't accept the idea that he went to the ghost country with him.
Yan Shigu once commented that the place where the dead are located is called Haoli, and the word Gao means Hao Li. Or it could be seen as the residence of the gods in Mount Tai, and Haoli Mountain is next to it, that is, Gaoli is called Haoli.
There are no wise and foolish people gathering souls there, there are ghosts and uncles urging them, it is never a place where a living person should go!
[Daddy really wants to... kill me? 】
Geng Jingzhong ran outside as if he was electrocuted. He stumbled and lost another boot. He ran barefoot on the white stone hall. He accidentally stepped on a shadow in the light of a lamp and candle, and was suddenly pulled off.
, fell hard to the floor.
"Dad, my child doesn't want to die yet!"
Geng Jingzhong's eyes were full of fear. He put his hands on the ground with difficulty and retreated back. "Geng Fan still needs a child. I just ran out of the Forbidden City. I really don't want to die!"
Geng Jimao was suddenly stunned.
His short, fat hands were twitching, waving and beating with great anger, venting his overwhelming anger.
Between life and death, he saw a high wall that could never be crossed forever - it was the sorrow of the dead and a fig leaf for the fragile emotions of the living.
"You don't want to die? Does dad just want to die? Everything I do is for you, but you can't bear to watch dad die?!"
Geng Jimao's voice was endless, like a ghost in the dark calling for life, "Everything I do is for you, and your life is mine! If I let you live, you will live, and if I let you die, you will die!"
The ghost-faced man suddenly appeared from the shadows, stretched out his hands in a twisted manner, and said to Geng Jingzhong in a sinister voice: "Your Majesty, you don't have to resist like this. I will take you down for a while, and you will know what's going on.
In Haoli Ghost Kingdom, maybe you can meet your old acquaintances..."
The shrill ghost claws suddenly came out and clawed at the top of Geng Jingzhong's head, but Geng Fan's crown prince was already in a state of confusion, waiting to die.
At this moment, a white light suddenly flashed from the void.
Countless tiles suddenly fell from the top of the hall, followed by a dazzling sword light that suddenly fell. The white jade-like sword body was spotless, like an unruly dragon swimming in the sea, but it changed into different shapes in the hands of a gray-clothed Taoist.
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The ghost-faced man screamed and escaped into the shadow behind the pillar again. Only a stream of yin energy was cut off by the white jade sword, floating unsteadily and slowly dissolving into the air.
"Taoist Master...save me..."
Geng Jingzhong came to his senses and blurted out.
Jiang Wen stood in the field holding Gaozu's snake-slaying sword, breathing in the air full of strange aura, and turned back to give Geng Jingzhong a confident look.
"Don't worry, I'm here. I didn't expect that I deliberately avoided the weird thing of three mountains and two towers, but you guys gave me such a surprise! The coverage is right, good guy, I will be attacked as long as I am in Fuzhou City, right?"
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Jiang Wen swung his sword to drive back the ghost-faced man who appeared in the shadows. Watching him mysteriously disappear into the shadows behind the pillars, he felt that everything was finally coming to an end.
He glanced at the meat mountain on the top spot and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Your Majesty, oh no, Prince Jingnan."
Jiang Wen helped Geng Jingzhong up, brushed off the dust on his body, and said loudly, "You should also go out and announce that the old prince has resigned because of rebellion and was ill, fat, and stiff, and you will inherit the throne of Jingnan."
Alright?"
As the ghost-faced man disappeared, Geng Jimao, who was sitting in the top position, turned into a pile of incompetent and sinister fat. His body kept roaring and trembling, but he could not make a clear voice.
Of course, Jiang Wen also had some credit for cutting his vocal cords.
Geng Jingzhong looked back, his expression was like that of the new wolf king who had just defeated the old wolf on the grassland.
He would shake his fur alone, walk up a high cliff, look up to the sky and let out a shrill and loud howl, tearing apart all the tenderness and weakness hidden in his heart in the past, and declare the return of kingship to the distance.
Rise from the ashes!
"Taoist Priest, Chang Qingzi told me the story about Senior Qingcheng coming to Fuzhou, and it seems to be related to the Haoli Ghost Country..."
Jiang Wen nodded, dismissed the fantasy in front of him, and listened distractedly as Geng Jingzhong explained the details he knew - the reason why the Qingcheng faction came to Fuzhou City.
As the third chess piece in the Fuzhou chess game was also eliminated, the Geng family, which was in desperate need of a cleanup, would no longer be an obstacle to him.
Now the only ones who can be called threats are the Qing court and Prefect Ling. He can already coordinate the clues he got tonight to find the whereabouts of the Mani Orb.
Because at this moment, Jiang Wen already has a goal in his heart.