Chapter 143 The speed of life and death, too late?
Obviously, in a life-and-death fight, most people have no use for their brains.
Use muscle memory and inertia.
Even the pain is mostly blocked by the brain, leaving only soaring adrenaline hormones.
There was only one thought left in his mind to kill the other party.
Ouyang Rong is like this.
The same goes for Liu Qi.
But it's a pity.
Although Ouyang Rong was naughty and out of character since he was a child in his previous life, he was much better than ordinary people in terms of fighting and ruthlessness.
However, the slightly frail body inherited from this life is inferior to the tall and thick Liu Qitou in terms of physical strength.
This is true even for the energy that bursts out during the fight between life and death.
In the pit.
Liu Qi roared.
Ouyang Rong remained silent.
Because of the narrow space, it is difficult to move around.
Those holding white blades cannot keep away from each other, and those with bare hands will fight at close quarters.
Slightly disadvantageous to the former.
The iron-cutting sword in Ouyang Rong's hand and the advantage of cutting off half of the opponent's palm first are slowly disappearing.
It was all due to the fierce strength bursting out of his body to support him.
The balance of death began to maintain a balanced position with equal heights at both ends.
Only ten breaths of time passed.
But Ouyang Rong felt that he had been fighting for a long time.
until…
boom!
There was a solid muffled sound.
Ouyang Rong stared at the wall, used the force to fly up, and struck Liu Qi's face hard with an elbow.
The latter's nose was bleeding rapidly, and the left hand that originally pressed Ouyang Rong's knife wrist became a little looser.
Ouyang Rong took the opportunity to twitch his hand.
Holding the knife in both hands, he raised it high and slashed at Liu Qi!
In a space with narrow earth walls on the left and right, this is the only position suitable for accumulating energy.
But he accidentally exposed his facade.
In an instant, Liu Qiyi hit a headbutt.
Ouyang Rong leaned back and hit the wall.
Liu Qi immediately pressed forward and the two of them were close to each other.
Liu Qi's only intact left hand grabbed Ouyang Rong's right wrist holding the knife and pressed down firmly.
The blade of the skirt knife in Ouyang Rong's hand was slowly reaching his own neck.
What was originally a flexible fight turned into a physical struggle.
Obviously, Liu Qi has the advantage.
Ouyang Rong's whole body tensed up, his head tilted back, away from the origin of the blade.
But the blade on his right hand, which was pressed against his wrist, was still like a magnet, tremblingly approaching his neck.
There were two bloody knife marks on Liu Qi's face, and most of his face was stained red with blood.
There were drops of blood falling from his nose and onto Ouyang Rong's face.
Liu Qi's expression was ferocious, and he squeezed out the words he had not finished speaking not long ago:
"You are Ouyang Lianghan!"
Ouyang Rong raised his head and looked down at Liu Qi.
Liu Qi was furious. The veins on his burly arms, which were as big as bull thighs, popped out, and he tried his best to suppress Ouyang Rong's resisting wrists.
The snow-white blade of Xie Ling's Jiangqun Dao gradually enlarged in front of Ouyang Rong's eyes.
His pupils shrank.
Isn’t it said that villains die from talking too much?
Only now did Ouyang realize that it didn't seem to be absolute.
But this discovery is about to sound like a joke from hell.
The next moment.
Ouyang Rong, who was originally looking arrogantly, suddenly changed his eyes and turned his head to look behind Liu Qi, with a look of surprise on his face.
"You lied to me again?"
Liu Qi laughed angrily and did not look back.
"Ah!" He growled, trying to use his last strength to insert the snow-white blade into Ouyang Rong's throat.
at this time.
There was a "pop" sound.
The sound of iron tools hitting hard objects could be heard in the pit.
The back of her head began to bleed. Liu Qi turned around blankly, looking at the midday sun above her head, and saw a dark and thin figure standing above the pit.
This thin figure was holding the wooden-handled shovel that Liu Qi had just dug with both hands. Seeing the latter staring at him with a ferocious face, he took a timid step back.
Liu Qi was dizzy for a moment, and started talking as if she wanted to say something.
But the next second.
He suddenly felt that his body was empty, and a certain wrist he had originally grasped slipped out.
Before the frightened Liu Qi could react, a line of blood slowly appeared on his neck.
It's like a bulging water bag that has been cut open by a knife.
The blood gushes out like water.
Liu Qi knelt down, covering her neck with her hands, making a "ho ho" sound in her mouth, and stared at Ouyang Rong who stood up silently in front of her.
Ouyang Rong raised his foot, stepped on Liu Qi's head, and pushed forward. The latter's eyes were distracted and he fell heavily to the ground, falling into the grave he dug himself.
Ouyang Rong's mouth was dry, he crawled out of the pit and collapsed on the ground.
His hair was trembling. Looking at the corpse in the pit, the shovel in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. The little monk covered the two big bumps on the back of his head with both hands. He gritted his teeth in pain and looked like he had two legs.
I have been pretending to be dead for a long time.
"Awesome, well done."
Ouyang Rong weakly gave a thumbs up, looked up at the sun, and praised. It seems that this shiny little bald head is quite useful. Now it seems that it is at least more resistant to knocking. The average person in the temple has an iron head skill, right?
After the secretion of adrenal hormones decreases, the senses are restored and fatigue sweeps over.
When his sweaty and wet neck was blown by the cold wind from the forest, he suddenly shuddered and woke up a lot.
In addition, Ouyang Rong realized something that seemed insignificant.
He killed two people today, but he didn't lose any merit.
It seems that killing karma also depends on the situation. Not everyone who kills will be deducted merit points. There may be a red name mechanism. Even some people who have committed serious sins may even gain merit points if they kill them...
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Ouyang Rong was panting and thinking wildly.
There was a dazed look in Xiufa's eyes. He suddenly woke up just now for some unknown reason. When he woke up, he felt a strange breeze blowing on his face. Then he stood up and saw the county magistrate fighting with the gangsters in the pit next to him.
Fighting, so he helped.
"County Master, this...this...I..."
"You clean up here, go find the host first, and don't go in to the Beitian Nursing Home yet!" Before Xiufa could finish speaking, Ouyang Rong immediately stood up, dropped a word, and immediately rushed out of the bamboo forest staggeringly.
Ouyang Rong rushed to the guest pavilion, picked up the red cloth and white sandalwood scabbard, wiped the skirt knife, put the knife into the sheath, and wore it on his waist.
Without stopping, he rushed out of the bamboo forest and rushed to the main hall where the junior sister had burned incense and asked for fortune-telling.
Master Shandao and his junior sister were both absent, so they grabbed an elderly monk who knew the guest and asked him.
The latter looked at him with a strange look.
"Two-quarters of an hour ago, didn't that female Bodhisattva leave with you, the county magistrate?"
Ouyang Rong's heart trembled, he said goodbye and turned around.
He rushed to the gate of Donglin Temple without stopping.
Looking around, in the waiting pavilion not far outside the gate, the figures of Yan Liulang and the other convoys had long since disappeared, leaving only some ordinary pilgrims.
Sure enough.
Ouyang Rong took a deep breath, held the knife in his hand, and rushed down the mountain with his head buried in his chest.
He didn't dare to stop for a moment, as if he was trying to catch up with something.
Ouyang Rong looked serious.
Against the mountain wind blowing from all directions, he shivered and became more awake. Certain things in his mind and the conspiracy behind them gradually became clear in his heart like beads on a string of fine threads.
Liu Ziwen and the others should be causing trouble in all this!
The "female fairy" that the two Liu thugs just called was probably disguised as him through some magic trick!
This also explains why they mistakenly thought he was some kind of "fairy".
The only thing that confused Ouyang Rong was.
According to the words and reactions of the two Liu family thugs, there should be a powerful killer waiting for him inside the Beitian Almshouse, and from what they said, it seemed like he was some kind of Chang'an swordsman.
If it is true, then why was he able to complete the inspection of Beitian Nursing Home without any injuries?
The younger junior sister happened to be away from him. Looking back now, Ouyang Rong felt that this was indeed the best time to take action, and he didn't have much defense.
Ouyang Rong had to admire that the Liu family was really good at finding the right time. This was before the ribbon-cutting ceremony, when his vigilance was relatively relaxed.
Liu Ziwen was so ruthless when it came to such an unexpected move, and his name was just used to feed the dogs.
Ouyang Rong frowned and was speechless.
But the result now is that not long ago, he walked out of the Beitian Nursing Home without any incident and didn't even notice anything strange.
This was even beyond the expectations of the two Liu clan thugs, otherwise he would not have uncovered the conspiracy, trapped and killed the two men, and gone down the mountain to chase them.
Ouyang Rong was puzzled.
Did the Chang'an swordsman regret his decision and didn't come, or was there some force majeure that stopped him?
He suddenly had an idea and thought:
"Is there a blessing worth three thousand merits that has not been redeemed before? Is it possible that this is really a blessing to save his life? Just like now?"
Ouyang Rong shook his head to dispel distracting thoughts.
For the time being, he stopped dwelling on this matter and turned his attention to what was about to happen.
Liu Ziwen sent people to intercept and kill him, then changed his position and asked a guy named "Fairy" to pretend to be him and lead people down the mountain.
What exactly do you want to do?
Simply want to kill him?
So if you were secretly transporting oil to Dickong Gate to blow up the gate, wouldn't you be able to kill him?
Isn't it unnecessary?
Or is it possible that using the gate cleaning ceremony to transport oil is actually just the tip of the iceberg of the conspiracy, and it is a cover-up used to confuse him.
On the surface, the Liu family is standing on the first floor and Ouyang Rong is standing on the second floor, but in fact, the Liu family is standing on the third floor?
Liu Ziwen actually knew that he already knew about the oil gate transportation, and even knew that he was prepared to attack Liu during the ribbon-cutting ceremony.
So the plan fell into place, and they first used the transportation oil gate to be exposed to make them relax their vigilance.
The current Donglin Temple killing plan is to get rid of him, and then let the guy named "Fairy" disguise himself as him, sneak down the mountain, and pick up the Jiangzhou officials to attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony.
After sorting out and summarizing the clues, Ouyang Rong couldn't help but have another question in his mind.
Did Mr. Liu just want to kill someone by going around in circles in such a big way?
Ouyang Rong suddenly shook his head.
No.
He didn't know the other members of the Liu family, but Ouyang Rong had a unique understanding of Liu Ziwen's character.
From the first time Ouyang Rong saw the plain-looking Liu Ziwen at Yuanming Tower, he knew that he had met someone of the same type.
Liu Ziwen, like him, would never be satisfied with simply killing people once he took action.
What's the point of killing someone?
Killing the heart is the best operation.
So how to punish your heart?
On the mountain road, Ouyang Rong, who tried to take Liu Ziwen's perspective, became quiet for a while.
The existing information and conclusions flowed and spliced in his mind, and finally, like a puzzle, he could vaguely see a certain panorama.
He raised his eyes, sighed, and murmured:
"I don't know how many strategies Liu Ziwen has, but I can have three strategies..."
The first policy.
Let that "fairy" pretend to be him, blow up the gate in front of everyone at the ribbon-cutting ceremony of Dickong Gate, and take the blame.
The second strategy.
He still had the "fairy" disguised as him to participate in the ribbon-cutting ceremony, but this time, the Liu family revealed "Ouyang Lianghan's" gate bombing conspiracy in public, throwing all the witnesses and material evidence in "Ouyang Lianghan's" face
superior.
As for how the personal and material evidence came about, there is a "female fairy" who can pretend to be him. It is not difficult to prepare the personal and material evidence a few days in advance. With the fake "Ouyang Ronglianghan", any dirty water can be poured on him
.
The third strategy.
Ouyang Rong thinks it is the simplest and crudest.
Didn't the Jiangzhou officials just come? Remember, this was Liu Ziwen's "little request" at the apology banquet.
As long as Ouyang Lianghan, disguised as a "fairy", assassinates Jiangzhou Shangguan in full view of everyone, either all of them, or one of the important court officials.
Even if Ouyang Rong is a local official, even if he is a well-known gentleman in the world, he will be ruined. This basin of dirty water is enough to ruin his future.
These three strategies can all kill the heart and stigma.
If the information revealed by the two Liu family thugs not long ago is correct.
He who was beheaded at Donglin Temple would later be disguised as a ribbon-cutting ceremony and then abscond and commit suicide out of fear of crime.
In the end, all three strategies can use his "dead man".
Moreover, once these three strategies are successfully implemented, all disaster relief and water conservancy projects during Ouyang Rong's life can be overturned after Ouyang Rong was splashed with dirty water and "committed suicide".
The Liu family's porridge shed and nursery can be reopened, and the business will be prosperous; the Dee Gongzha's big business can also continue, and they will make a fortune every year!
Ouyang Rong thought for a moment, nodded slightly, and then shook his head.
Among these three strategies, the first strategy is the worst and the least likely.
Because if Ouyang Rong had guessed correctly before, the Dickong Gate, which collapsed in four years, should be the core interest of the Liu family.
There is a better strategy. There is no need to build a costly Dickong Gate for Ouyang Lianghan who has been beheaded in advance.
As for the second and third strategies.
Ouyang Rong felt that it was better than the first strategy, but the effect was the same.
The only difference is that the former is more literary and the latter is more martial.
Moreover, both do not need to blow up the gate, which can save costs.
Wouldn't it be nice to leave the Dickong Gate to be exploded later when the time comes?
As for whether it is one of these three strategies, which one will Liu Ziwen choose...
If I believe the name is correct, it is the one written by Wen, which is the second policy.
But is Liu Ziwen really literary?
Ouyang Rong pursed his lips.
He rushed all the way down the mountain. On the way, he only stopped for a moment by a mountain spring, and took a big gulp of cold mountain spring water with his chapped lips...
Finally, Ouyang Rong ran to the foot of the mountain panting.
But at the foot of the mountain, going left and right, all the carriages originally parked had disappeared.
After all, he still couldn't catch the tail.
In other words, his original luck was shattered - the fake "Ouyang Lianghan" did not linger at all, and went straight down the mountain with his junior sister and Yan Liulang to pick up the Jiangzhou officials.
Ouyang Rong frowned. He only had one pair of legs now. Could it be possible to chase him on foot?
However, according to today's schedule, after the fake "Ouyang Rong" and his party pick up the Shangguan officials in Jiangzhou, they will go straight to the ferry of Butterfly Creek, take a speedboat with the wind and go to the Yuenv Gorge camp to pick up the wind and wash away the dust, and then immediately go
Hold a ribbon-cutting ceremony.
"How can we catch up!"
Not to mention whether he could get the horses immediately now, even if he rushed to catch up, he was already at least two quarters of an hour behind.
Even if Ouyang Rong hurried to the ferry at the county seat, they had already boarded the boat and set off.
Even if he hired a boat to catch up, on the waterway, the speed of most boats in this era was almost equal, and he still couldn't catch up.
Ouyang Rong is still two quarters of an hour to half an hour behind!
By the time he arrived at Di Gong Gate slowly, the ribbon-cutting ceremony was probably almost over. One step at a time, one step at a time!
what to do?
Ouyang Rong took a deep breath and tried to keep his face calm. He frowned and looked around.
Longcheng County is located to the west of Dagushan Mountain. To the south of Dagushan Mountain is the direction of Yunmengze, which is the direction of Yuenu Gorge, and to the north is the Dajiang River.
Ouyang Rong looked at the direction of the western county town where the fake "Ouyang Lianghan" and his party were probably going to pick up people for the boat.
Then he turned his head and looked south in the direction of Di Gong Gate.
They will definitely go to Yuenv Gorge to attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony of Di Gong Gate. How should they pursue...
At this moment, a picture suddenly flashed in Ouyang Rong's mind. It was when he was thirsty for spring water on the mountainside, he stopped briefly and looked at the winding and complicated waterway of Butterfly Creek.
The next second, Ouyang Rong turned his steps and flew out like an arrow from a string.
It's just weird.
He was not running westward trying to catch up with the fake "Ouyang Lianghan" and his party.
Instead of running directly south, we went straight to Yue Nu Gorge.
Ouyang Rong ran north as hard as he could.
That's the direction of the river.
But there is... the starting point of a certain new canal.