Six hundred and ninetieth chapters such as green mountains
, I preached in the Six Dynasties
Jeju Prefecture, inside the Yamen.
In the hall sat the prefect Xin Qiji, interrogating two spies.
The two of them were no longer dejected. They knew the consequences of betraying the Red Mansion, so they held their necks and looked like they were not stingy.
"If you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please!"
"Yes, trying to get a sentence out of the grandfathers' mouths is a daydream."
Xin Qiji laughed, waved his hand and said, "Take it out and chop it."
The two people were startled when they heard this, and before they could react, they were dragged out by their arms.
"Wait a minute, I'll do it, why not!"
"No need, you are just small fish and shrimps, you don't know much."
Xin Qiji waved his hand, and his men dragged the two of them out. After a while, screams of pain could be heard.
"Master Fu, Jeju Prefecture has suffered such a catastrophe. It seems that they still don't intend to let our place go."
The judge of Jeju Prefecture standing next to Xin Qiji said worriedly.
Xin Qiji stood up and said: "You have heard about what happened in Bianliang, right? This time it will definitely not be a small fight."
There was a fierceness in his eyes, and unlike most people who were afraid when talking about this war, he didn't seem to be very scared.
"Fighting with gods?" Huang Tongpuan's frown deepened.
How can a person be beaten by a god? Isn’t that just asking for death?
Xin Qiji said: "What's wrong with God? Are we waiting to die? The Taoist priest is right. God cannot live without man, not man who needs God."
Huang Tongpan looked at him with a little contempt in his heart. You really take yourself seriously.
He lowered his voice and said: "It's not our turn to worry about these things, that's what the big shots in Bianliang do."
Xin Qiji laughed and ignored the sarcasm in Huang Tongpan's tone. He smiled and said: "Am I that mediocre person? If there really is a war between humans and gods, then there must be a place for me, Xin Qiji, in the human camp."
The clerks and officials in the government office all shook their heads secretly. Mr. Fu Zun is good at everything, but sometimes he is too arrogant.
You, Xin Qiji, are just a prefect. There are thousands of officials of your level in the Song Dynasty. When will it be your turn to talk nonsense here?
At this time, in the execution ground outside, Li Yu squatted on the ground, looking at the two corpses with their heads on the ground, his face solemn.
"Hey! Who is it?"
Some officers discovered him and thought he was here to collect the bodies of his accomplices, so they drew their swords and surrounded him.
Li Yu shook his head and said: "They have been manipulated. Even if they don't kill them, they won't have a few more years to live. They were some dandies with no power, but they became thugs. It's a pity."
"Who are you!"
When the people inside heard the noise, they all ran out. Xin Qiji had good eyesight and saw Li Yu at a glance, "A serious Taoist priest?"
This name is so loud now. I heard that he killed five gods by himself in Bianliang. Although the feat of killing gods sounds terrible, it is so ordinary when you see the real person.
Li Yu stood up, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "These people have used secret techniques to burn out their potential and quickly become masters. Their vitality will slowly wither and disappear in two years."
"What a ruthless method." Xin Qiji cursed: "He is indeed a heretic."
"They are not evil spirits, they just think human life is insignificant, just like we think of ants."
Li Yu has read the original work of Journey to the West, and none of the gods in it take humans very seriously. Their mounts can easily eat thousands of people, and nothing will happen to them afterwards.
Even Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing often eat people.
Humans are at the bottom of this chain of contempt. In their eyes, they are just dumb dogs offering incense for them. It doesn't matter how many people die, since there will be more people on top anyway.
The Red Mansion was filled with Our Lady of Lishan's thugs. I didn't expect that she would be so indifferent to the lives of her men. Thousands of lives were burned for two years just to give them the ability to cause trouble for her quickly.
In the Jeju government office, everyone looked at Li Yu with various looks. Everyone wondered what he was doing in the small Jeju government. Was it really for these two spies?
There was a flash of white light, and a sword suddenly appeared in Li Yu's hand.
The cold light of this sword is extraordinary, and it can be seen at a glance.
Li Yu tossed it casually, and when it reached Xin Qiji's eyes, he reached out and grabbed it.
Xin Qiji looked at Li Yu with some doubts, and the latter smiled and said: "Prefect Xin is both civil and military. How can he stay in the small Jeju Prefecture when he is employing people?"
Everyone looked at Li Yu in surprise. He took out a small gourd from his waist, shook it gently and poured out a pill.
"This is the elixir of death. After you take it, take the sword to the Privy Council in Bianliang. When you find Yue Fei, tell him that I recommend you to guard one side."
What the Song Dynasty lacked was talent. In the battle in Bianliang, the generals of the other five countries shone brightly and stole the show. The Ming Dynasty also did not have many strong generals, but their Shenji Battalion was not as lethal as the fierce generals of the other four countries, and the Ming Dynasty
Song did not achieve any results against the giant spirit god's vanguard camp, but the generals were only tied.
As a big country, the Song Dynasty was now entirely supported by one Yue Fei. It looked extremely shabby and lost face on its own home court.
If Li Yu hadn't exploded later, killed the Five Gods and saved a little face, the Song Dynasty would have lost its status and lost its status. Although the Song Dynasty often lost its status in the past, Li Yu wants to change this now.
If the Song Dynasty continues to be so weak, I'm afraid someone will come up with other ideas.
The current Six Dynasties must not engage in civil strife, because the declaration of war against heaven is originally about the weak defeating the strong. If there is civil strife, there is no need to fight.
Everyone's eyes were looking at the elixir, their eyes full of envy and wonder.
Li Yu secretly felt lucky that he was not caught when he went out. It was better to give the things to Xin Qiji quickly, and then go find Baochai and learn the Buddhist magical powers.
Maybe, in my lifetime, I can realize Buddhism and become a Buddha.
Xin Qiji held the elixir in his left hand and the sword in his right hand. There were no excessive ink marks. He raised his head and swallowed the elixir. Then he cupped his fists and said, "I will definitely live up to the Taoist Master's kindness."
Li Yu smiled, waved his hand, and said, "I can't say I'm grateful, it's just..."
As he finished speaking, he suddenly frowned and jumped into the air.
Suddenly, there was a strange loud sound in the clouds in the sky, like thunder or the roar of an animal. In an instant, the black clouds seemed to be burning, shining brightly, and there was blazing golden light everywhere inside and outside the clouds.
This golden light flew towards Li Yu. A moment later, amidst the roaring sound deep in the clouds, a huge fireball fell from the sky, carrying blazing flames, but in the center, there seemed to be a strange black burning
The flames did not reach the ground, and all the surrounding trees were scorched.
Li Yu stretched out his hand to protect the people below. He was at the center of the flame, and the scorching heat baked his body into red.
In the place illuminated by the blazing flames, a tall and burly figure was standing in the clouds, looking down at the ground.
Li Yu's eyes met his. This man's eyes were extremely sharp, as if he could see through people's hearts. "Are you the God-killer?"
