Chapter 243 The sword is in the underground palace?
Halfway up the mountain, in front of the ruins of the A-shaped sword furnace house.
Liu Zilin and a dozen servants in green clothes surrounded A Qing and tortured him with fierce faces.
Ah Qing is speechless.
"Playing dumb?"
Liu Zilin sneered.
A sharp blade was placed on the girl's delicate neck.
"Give it to him." Ouyang Rong stood in the distance and suddenly said: "Ah Qing, if you brought it, give it to him."
"But sir, the old uncle asked us to keep it safe..." Ah Qing said weakly.
"Idiot, this is a source of disaster."
Ouyang Rong closed his eyes and murmured, then opened his eyes and looked at the messy ruins nearby, at the top of the mountain in the distance, and at the people who were beaten to death at the bottom of the mountain.
There are also tragic lines of smoke in the distance in the mountains in the direction of Dickong Gate.
He took a deep breath:
"To this day, we know that most of the disasters in our Dragon City were originally caused by this tripod sword. Now that the sword is ready, let's... don't let them fight. If they want to fight, let them fight, and the fight will be bloody.
, take it away from Longcheng, let’s go home, Ah Qing.”
Ah Qing stared blankly at the old man who looked tired, and nodded gently, "Okay, Master."
Ouyang Rong immediately turned his head and said to Liu Zilin:
"Liu Zilin, I can give you the things, but you must let her go. Anyway, she has no use value to you."
Liu Zilin looked sideways and said:
"Tell me the conditions? Ouyang Lianghan, are you mistaken? The person is in my hands now. If she doesn't give it to me, I can still find a way to get it."
Ouyang Rong smiled and said:
"No, no, no, you made a mistake, Liu Zilin, this is not a condition, this is a gift I give you, and I will give you a chance to escape unscathed with great mercy.
"If your guess is correct, you are carrying Mr. Wei back now, right? Are you carrying him to find the True Cauldron Sword left by the old gentleman?"
Liu Zilin's expression changed, and then quickly returned to normal, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."
Ouyang Rong glanced at Liu Zian's body in the distance, raised his chin, and gestured:
"You couldn't have belatedly discovered that there was really no sword in the sword box that the old man gave Wei Shaoxuan, so you turned back and wanted to retrieve the real 'pretend object' and present it to him, right?
"Oh, then why didn't you remind Wei Shaoxuan earlier and why are you sneaking back here alone?
"Besides, I was wondering just now. Why did Wei Shaoxuan ask you to execute someone? What did you do to delay the execution, overtly or covertly? Now it seems that you are afraid that A Qing will die and you will no longer be able to find any clues about the true tripod sword.
"Liu Zilin, Ninth Grade, Sword Technique, True Name, before I know it, I'm just short of the last step. You've been planning so hard."
Ouyang Rong sighed.
Liu Zilin stared at him, did not answer, and said coldly: "What exactly do you want to say?"
"Now there are two ways for you."
Ouyang Rong looked calm and raised two fingers:
"This is a dead end. I will immediately turn around and run down the mountain, calling for reinforcements from Junior Sister and Liu Lang. It will take about two-quarters of an hour to go back and forth. During this time, do whatever you want, run as far as you can.
"Whether you can evade a seventh-grade Qi practitioner, the siege of thousands of pursuing soldiers, and the anger of the Wei family who may find you being tricked at any time... it depends on your own life."
"There is one more way to survive that I have given you. You can get the things, let A Qing go, get out of here, and never come back to Dragon City. I can also be merciful and not tell Mrs. Wei that you cut off the Hu Ding Sword."
Liu Zilin suddenly grabbed A Qing's hair, and the skin of her neck was faintly cut with a bloody line by the sword edge. His expression was vicious:
"The hostages are in my hands, why should I choose? Ouyang Lianghan, are you crazy?"
"Then it means choosing a dead end? Okay."
Ouyang Rong turned around and left without looking.
Before he had taken a few steps, Liu Zilin's slightly anxious voice came from behind him:
"Ouyang Lianghan, her brother died for you! Don't you save her?"
Ouyang Rong didn't look back and waved his hands casually:
"Ah Shan made her own choice. Please keep the whole body so that I can piece it together and bury her together with her brother. I will shed more tears at the funeral, and I will still be a good official with love and righteousness in everyone's eyes."
"It's just a pity that Mr. Liu, your reputation is too bad. Weeping for you won't improve your reputation. Wait, it would be good to flog the corpse in public. Yes, that's a good idea."
"You hypocrite! Despicable villain!"
"Thanks for the compliment."
"You...you stop!"
Ouyang Rong reluctantly stopped. After taking the initiative, he did not smile and asked seriously:
"Young Master Liu, have you thought clearly?"
The moonlight sword in Liu Zilin's hand was still pressed firmly against Ah Qing's neck, but the expression on his face was uncertain, and he suddenly said:
"You really don't care about this girl? I don't believe it."
Ouyang Rong nodded calmly:
"I care, but it's best if I can save him. If I can't save him, he still has to take my life. It's not worth it.
"Hurry up and decide, Liu Zilin, don't worry about my mother-in-law. If you think you can break my defense by killing her, you can give it a try. How about you perform a skinning for me in public? Remember to start from the top of the head."
Liu Zilin lowered his head and said to Ah Qing, who had a haggard face: "Did you hear what he said? Don't you have anything to say?"
"I heard it." Ah Qing lowered his head and said, "The slave family has a low life, so of course the exchange is not worth it."
The corners of Liu Zilin's eyes twitched, and his eyeballs rolled, with a dubious expression.
For a moment, I was a little unsure whether the two guys, the older one and the younger one, were playing him, or in other words, how much of what they were playing was real and how much of it was fake.
But he still has a way to go, so there is no need to gamble for the time being.
"The second way is not impossible, but why should I believe you?" Liu Zilin suddenly stared into Ouyang Rong's eyes, questioningly.
Unexpectedly, what Ouyang Rong blurted out immediately caused him and his subordinates behind him to choke on the spot.
"My, Ouyang Lianghan's credit is not better than that of your Liu family?"
Ouyang Rong had a strange look in his eyes. He looked Liu Zilin up and down, seemed to be amused, and directly suggested:
"Why don't you choose the first way? When you go down, ask your eldest and second brother how my credit is, Ouyang Lianghan. When did I not follow the procedures to deal with them openly and openly? Then ask about the conspiracy and tricks. It's all the same.
Who’s playing?”
Liu Zilin was speechless.
When Liu Ziwen was assassinated in the street, Liu Zilin's first reaction was to doubt his second brother and others, and subconsciously eliminated Ouyang Lianghan.
Sometimes, even sworn enemies have to admit that the other party does uphold worldly justice.
You can laugh at the other party as a hypocrite, but...you can't deny the other party's actions all along.
"I believe you for now." Liu Zilin lowered his eyes and snorted coldly.
The two of them temporarily reached a consensus and swore an oath to heaven. Although it was not binding, it was necessary to go through a formality.
After swearing, Ouyang Rong and Liu Zilin looked at Ah Qing together.
"give him."
Ah Qing glanced at the master with a calm face, not knowing that Ouyang Rong's palms were covered with sweat under his calm expression, and he was always paying attention to Liu Zilin's subtle expressions out of the corner of his eye.
The girl lowered her head and rummaged through her sleeves with her little hands. Finally, under Liu Zilin's hot gaze, she silently took out a paper-folded blue butterfly flower.
It was exactly the one that the old swordsmith sent to Meilu Garden.
Ah Qing has been keeping it close to his heart.
"Is this what the old gentleman gave you? A real 'pretentious thing'?"
Liu Zilin grabbed it with his hands and stared at the blue butterfly paper flower with burning eyes.
"Yes." Ah Qing whispered: "The old uncle also asked someone to say that this thing is called 'craftsman'."
"I know this!"
Liu Zilin's face turned red, and he tried hard to suppress his tone, seeming to say to himself:
"It is precisely because this gift is exactly the same as Dingjian's real name that I suddenly remembered this 'little thing' reported by my subordinates when I was supervising Meiluyuan! I didn't have any doubts at first, but now it seems...
"Old sir, old sir, who would have thought that the tripod sword was not forged today at all. You hid the tripod sword long ago and secretly sent it away to Chen Cang!
"You gave the tripod sword to this little girl. In addition to her being a powerful person, you also wanted to repay Yunmeng Jianze's favor, right? Not only did you give back a tripod sword, but you also sent a Yue Yue with unlimited potential.
Girl, you really kill two birds with one stone.
"Old sir, you are really hiding your thoughts. Both Liu Zian and Wei Shaoxuan were deceived by you. You chose the first sword master of this tripod sword long ago..."
Liu Zilin murmured to himself, reaching into his arms to take out a Buddhist scripture, lowering his head and letting out a hoarse laugh:
"Hahaha, but what's the use of this? In the end, it's not all in vain, but it did me Liu Zilin a big favor...
"Old sir, the only thing you did wrong was not to reveal Dingjian's real name to this girl too early. There is no impermeable wall in the world.
"But then again, you probably didn't expect that this little girl would come to die with Ouyang Lianghan today. You were so angry at the time and pretended not to care on your face, but you probably killed Ouyang Lianghan on the spot.
The heart is there.
"Later, I was kind enough to give Wei Shaoxuan the 'Hanshi' sword technique. It seemed that I wanted him to take advantage of it to give you face and send this girl down the mountain honestly. But I didn't expect that he was also an ungrateful person... Tsk, tsk, tsk.
"Idiots, they are all idiots. The lottery Wei Shaoxuan asked for that day was really interesting. Anyone who harms a female celebrity would just make wedding clothes for others... Haha."
Liu Zilin turned his head and ordered his subordinates to draw their swords and be on guard. Protected by the people around him, Liu Zilin concentrated on opening the blood-stained Buddhist scripture in his arms.
I saw that the Buddhist scriptures were filled with translation annotations. They were translated into Sanskrit in advance after Liu Zian got it a few days ago. It was another "harmer of female beauty".
Liu Zilin chuckled lowly while chanting the sword formula.
Ouyang Rong's cold voice came: "Have you forgotten something, Liu Zilin."
Liu Zilin glanced at Ouyang Rong, then looked in the direction of the sword shop down the mountain. He raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly towards his subordinates.
"Go to the middle and wait until I have inspected the goods and nodded before letting you go."
"Yes." Two servants in green escorted Ah Qing and slowly stepped forward to the position between Ouyang Rong and Liu Zilin, waiting for the latter's next move.
Ouyang Rong curled his lips and lowered his eyes for the time being.
Liu Zilin no longer looked at Ouyang Lianghan. He carefully held the blue butterfly paper flowers in one hand, opened the Buddhist scriptures with the other, and whispered the formula carefully in his mouth.
In fact, there was one thing he didn't remind Ouyang Lianghan.
The sword holder is connected to the tripod sword, just like the fairy's flying sword in mythology. It can easily pick off the enemy's head within a certain range.
Ouyang Lianghan and this girl named Ah Qing were killed in just one thought.
This is the sword holder of the mythical Jumai!
Liu Zilin tried his best to suppress the corners of his mouth.
The next moment, everything was ready and the chanting of the formula was completed. The third young master of the Liu family calmly closed the Buddhist scriptures, stared at the blue butterfly paper flower, and gently spit out its two-character true name:
"Craftsman, make."
The whole place was silent.
Only in front of everyone...
Everything is business as usual.
The expected scene of Dingjian appearing did not happen.
Of course, there may be another explanation - the tripod sword will become invisible and only wise people can see it.
It's a pity that a certain third young master of the Liu family has never heard of the story of the emperor's new clothes, and is not stupid enough to believe it.
Liu Zilin's old face was stunned. He called out several times and remained silent. The next moment, his entire face turned the color of pig's liver visibly.
"Asshole! Liar!"
The blue butterfly paper flower fell hard to the soil. Liu Zilin rushed forward like a madman, grabbed Ah Qing's collar and shouted at her:
"You fucking lied to me!"
Ouyang Rong frowned: "Are you crazy?"
"You dare to play tricks on me!" Liu Zilin drew his sword, "Ouyang Lianghan, you broke your promise and lied to me first! This is not a tripod sword at all, it is just a broken flower!"
Ouyang Rong was speechless and was about to speak.
"Mingfu!"
In the woods behind him, the shouts of Yan Liulang and others could be heard in the distance, and a group of police officers appeared, rushing to support them.
Ouyang Rong secretly said something bad: "Stop! Don't come!"
He quickly turned his head, and sure enough, Liu Zilin's eyes were full of anger and he almost burst out: "You secretly called for help!?"
"No, I..." Ouyang Rong had no time to defend.
"ah--!"
A long sword penetrated straight through the delicate palm of the delicate girl and the wet black soil under the palm.
"You! Liu Zilin, how dare you!" Ouyang Rong was suddenly angry.
"What dare I not do! You despicable and cunning person! If I fight with you, no one will survive!"
The third young man of the Liu family, who was once called the "Crazy Tiger", was furious and roared. He rummaged through Ah Qing's sleeves and found only a bunch of oily paper bags that were in the way. He opened them hurriedly and found that they only contained two pieces of cold oil.
Sesame cake, nothing else.
Liu Zilin was so angry that he threw two sesame cakes on the ground and stamped on them angrily: "How dare you fool me!"
Ah Qing knelt on his knees, his hands full of blood, but he tried his best to pull out his hands, crawled to his mouth, tremblingly picked up the crumbs of sesame cake, and beat his feet:
"Don't step on my brother's cake..."
Ouyang Rong's heart was as sharp as a knife.
But the more he was in this chaotic and impulsive moment, his shoulders suddenly relaxed, his face returned to calm, and he nodded towards Ah Qing:
"Ah Qing, don't hide it, tell the truth."
"Truth? What truth!" Liu Zilin, who was panting with red eyes, couldn't help frowning and paused for a moment.
Ah Qing also looked dumbfounded.
Ouyang Rong said seriously: "Ah Qing, have you forgotten? The old gentleman gave you two gifts last time, and you gave one to me at dinner."
There was a sudden silence on the field.
"Where is the other one?" Liu Zilin was ecstatic.
"Master, I don't understand what you are saying. The old uncle is not..."
Ouyang Rong spoke firmly and interrupted directly:
"Silly girl, you have nothing to hide. Didn't you let me choose last time? I thought this paper flower was too cheap, so I didn't take it and took away another expensive-looking thing.
"Now that I think about it, I don't have sword art, so why should I hide it?"
"Ouyang Lianghan, you are so greedy!" Liu Zilin laughed angrily.
Ouyang Rong turned his head and said a little embarrassedly to Liu Zilin:
"That thing, I really didn't expect to be Ding Jian's 'pretentious thing' before. I'm sorry to disturb your plan.
"Besides, please calm down and stop looking around suspiciously. My junior sister is not here. Don't waste time. Let Ah Qing go immediately. I'll take you there. I'll be her hostage. You should believe me this time."
Bar."
Liu Zilin frequently looked sideways at the woods behind Ouyang Rong. At this moment, he retracted his gaze, narrowed his eyes, and quickly calmed down.