Chapter 244 Return to the underground palace, exchange of blessings
"Rokuro."
"The humble position is here!"
"After Liu Zilin and I leave later, you must protect Ah Qing.
"Look over there, walking through the woods and walking a hundred and twenty steps north, you can see an abandoned pavilion. There is an open space behind the pavilion, where Qiu Shenji stopped me and other brothers before.
"The brothers who were imprisoned in the sealed cave, the Burning Sky Shark Oil, and the junior sister's skirt knife are all left there. You can go there later to rescue people and get things."
"Mingfu, if we don't leave, we will follow behind and look for opportunities to rescue you! I have already sent someone to contact Master Xie..."
"No, you guys, don't follow me. Liu Zilin is a frightened bird now. If you follow him, it will only make him more suspicious and drag me down.
"Rokuro, please do me one last thing."
"Mingfu, don't talk like this. I'm afraid of...what is going on in my humble position?"
"Give the skirt knife to my junior sister for me, and give me a message...
"Just say, I'm sorry. As a senior brother, I'm afraid I have to break my promise again. I just promised her today and I will never leave her without saying goodbye again, haha."
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The official ship that Ouyang Rong, Liu Zilin and a group of Tsing Yi slaves took was provided by Yan Liulang and others.
Taking the waterway, we went downstream from Butterfly Creek and soon arrived at Songling Ferry, not far from Dagushan Mountain.
About an hour later.
Dagushan, a remote mountain road.
Liu Zilin and the Tsing Yi slaves escorted Ouyang Rong, who was willing to be a hostage.
Everyone carefully stepped on the moss-covered bluestones under their feet and climbed the mountain step by step.
Right now, smoke is everywhere in the upper reaches of Butterfly Creek, Dickong Gate is about to collapse at any time, and floods are likely to come at any time.
The people of Longcheng gathered at the refuge camp in Dagushan.
Seemingly in order to avoid these people in Dragon City, Liu Zilin deliberately took a less traveled path up the mountain and carefully went to a certain temple and underground palace that Ouyang Rong pointed out.
"Liu Sanshao looks so uncomfortable. Could it be that...Wei Shaoxuan and the others have also come to Dagushan?"
Ouyang Rong suddenly chuckled and said.
Liu Zilin's back, which was frequently looking around, froze slightly, then turned around and said:
"Ouyang Lianghan, do you really want to die? Do you want Wei Shaoxuan to kill you?"
"Aren't they all the same? It falls into your hands." Ouyang Rong nodded and said.
"snort."
Liu Zilin turned his head back, narrowed his eyes and said:
"As long as you take out the real artifact and give it to me and get the tripod sword, I will naturally let you go. When the time comes, you will walk on your sunny path and I will cross my single-plank bridge."
"Okay." Ouyang Rong smiled.
Liu Zilin also smiled.
Ouyang Rong looked away from the ropes that tied his hands and the green-clothed slaves surrounding him on both sides.
I silently felt the Dantian meridians and tried to mobilize the spiritual energy. It was clear that the spiritual energy could flow, but my limbs were still empty and weak.
Liu Zilin had an eye for his bone-shrinking ability. Just after the hostage exchange, he immediately gave him a strange scent of cartilage, which made his limbs limp.
Although the spiritual energy in the body can still operate as usual, the spiritual energy of a low-level practitioner cannot leave the body, and he has temporarily lost his ability to move.
Thinking about it carefully, Ouyang Rong always felt that the effect of this strange fragrance was not serious. Could it be for the exclusive use of flower pickers?
Ouyang Rong was speechless.
Seeing that we are getting closer and closer to Donglin Temple on the top of the mountain.
He suddenly asked:
"Liu Zilin, actually I have been curious since the beginning, how are you sure that there is no sword in the sword box that the senior gave to Wei Shaoxuan?"
Liu Zilin was silent for a while and sneered:
"The old gentleman will not take the initiative to help the Wei family get the sword. On the contrary, he will use the Wei family's hands to destroy our Liu family.
"The reason is very simple, as long as the Wei family takes away the sword box, and finally finds that there is no sword in the box, the bamboo basket will be empty.
"Then the anger will definitely be unleashed on the Liu family. In this way, I, the third youngest member of the Liu family who has survived alone, will die without a burial place. The old man is killing two birds with one sword.
"When he was alive, he witnessed the three brothers of our Liu family killing each other. After his death, someone also cleaned up the Liu family for him. Hahahaha, our Liu family will be buried with him."
Ouyang Rong was curious: "What did you do to make this old man hold such a grudge?"
Liu Zilin didn't answer and thought to himself:
"And when Wei Shaoxuan left with the Mohist sword box, the eldest lady of Yunmeng Jianze had no intention of stopping her. It was obvious that she knew that the tripod sword was not in the Mohist sword box, and Wei Shaoxuan was in front of her.
Li, like ants, are not worthy of attention, and if they run away, they will run away."
Ouyang Rong frowned slightly:
"According to your explanation, why did the old man send Ding Jian and Ah Qing to Yunmeng Jianze? What kind of relationship do the two have, and why did he go to all the trouble to do this?"
Liu Zilin suddenly shut up and turned to look at Ouyang Rong. His eyes showed suspicion when he was halfway up the mountain:
"Dear Duan Duan, why did you come all the way to bring the precious beads given by the old gentleman to this place where birds don't shit? The Pure Land Palace? What kind of bullshit place?"
Ouyang Rong was calm and composed:
"It seems that the people you Liu family are following are not very qualified. They don't know that I didn't go back to my hometown at all a few days ago and came to Donglin Temple to eat and stay."
Ouyang Rong told Liu Zilin before that the old man not only gave a blue butterfly paper flower, but also gave Ah Qing an orb, but he wanted to leave.
At this moment, Liu Zilin held the moonlight sword at his waist tightly, stared at Ouyang Rong for a while, and nodded slowly:
"Ouyang Lianghan, I've had enough. You should know the consequences of lying to me. Well, you wouldn't sacrifice your life to save that little girl and die in her place, right?"
Ouyang Rong smiled.
Liu Zilin, who looked at him, also smiled.
Unfortunately, laughter has different meanings.
Soon, everyone finally reached the end of the mountain road, and the buildings of the ancient temple came into view.
Everyone climbed over the wall, entered the temple carefully, avoided the monks, and rushed towards the Beitian Almshouse.
But along the way, Ouyang Rong frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.
In fact, he doesn't have any so-called orbs at all.
The old man indeed only gave Ah Qing a blue butterfly paper flower, but he didn't know what it was for.
And now it seems that it is not the so-called "pretentious thing".
There is another doubt.
Liu Zilin obviously knew something about the old man's relationship with Yunmeng Jianze, so he firmly said that the old man would give the newly forged tripod sword to Yunmeng Jian, as well as Ah Qing, who was a powerful man.
Ze.
The eldest daughter of Yunmeng Jianze suddenly arrived today, and she probably received news from the old senior.
But the problem is, if you follow Liu Zilin's statement completely:
The tripod sword had been cast in advance, and it was secretly given to Ah Qing using blue butterflies, paper flowers and other objects as "pretentious" containers.
Then why not notify Yunmeng Jianze directly and take A Qing and Ding Jian away in advance?
This does not affect it. After pretending to make the sword successfully today, it will be safer to kill Liu Zian and Liu Zilin, tease the Wei family, etc.
The old-timers didn't do that.
Judging from the effective information Ouyang Rong has, there are only two conclusions:
First, the relationship between the senior and Yunmeng Jianze is not as close and tacit as imagined. Instead, they may be emotionally indifferent and have very little communication.
The strongest desire is to forge the tripod sword.
Of course, under the supervision of the Liu family in the past, the old man must have had little contact with the outside world and concentrated on making swords.
I just don’t know why the old man wanted to give the tripod sword and Ah Qing to Yunmeng Jianze before he died.
But it is obvious that the old man just tried his best and did not push too hard. Otherwise, Yunmeng Jianze's power should have intervened in the Liu family and Wei family's sword-making matter long ago, instead of just coming today.
Even in the past, there was very little attention and help for Ah Qing, an energetic person. That blue butterfly paper flower now seems more like a bad joke?
This old man is actually very cold inside.
Yes, after all, everyone around him is coveting the sword he forged. No matter who it is, they will gradually become cold-eyed towards human nature.
As for the second conclusion.
The tripod sword must have been cast successfully at noon today, and it was not cast in advance.
The reason is very simple. The vision of the birth of the Cauldron Sword is too great. The abnormality of the crazy rising water in Yunmengze today cannot be concealed, and it cannot be deceived by Qi practitioners who can look at Qi.
Moreover, it has been analyzed before that if the tripod sword can be secretly forged in advance, the seniors will have many more choices.
The fact is that the Liu family and the Wei family have always controlled the elders and the sword-making furnace. Only like today, the Dingjian was successfully born without any accidents.
This old man who had no idea of his vengeance would start his revenge so heartily at noon today.
Ouyang Rong sighed.
Then comes the last question.
I heard from Liu Zilin, Wei Shaoxuan and others that to obtain the Cauldron Sword and recognize its owner, one needs ninth rank, sword tactics, a true name, and "pretentious things".
Since there is no real sword in the Mohist sword box.
So where is this "pretentious thing"?
In other words, who was it really given to by the old swordsmith?
Why is that great lady Yunmeng so sure that there is no sword in the sword box?
Excluding the fact that Ah Qing's real name was revealed in advance, before the old swordsmith threw himself into the furnace, he turned to face the door, including Ouyang Rong, Wei Shaoxuan, Liu Zilin, Ah Qing and other ninth-grade or less than ninth-grade people.
Say your "real name".
Speaking of which, at least one of the four of them must be able to obtain the "pretend" that actually contains the tripod sword.
Otherwise, without a real name, wouldn’t this new tripod sword never be able to reveal itself?
Maybe it was the lack of important information, or maybe it was the old man's brain circuit that he really couldn't understand.
Ouyang Rong frowned.
He thought quickly, but his thoughts were a mess.
"Is this the Pure Land Palace you are talking about?"
Liu Zilin suddenly turned his head, pointed at a dry well in front of him, and asked doubtfully.
Ouyang Rong came back to his senses and nodded calmly: "That's right."
Ouyang Rong encountered no unexpected setbacks along the way. Liu Zilin and others brought Ouyang Rong to the backyard of Beitian Alms Home. The slaves in green clothes stood in front of the dry well, looking around cautiously.
Liu Zilin lowered his head and looked down the well, and motioned to his men to get the rope ladder.
He turned back, stared into Ouyang Rong's eyes and said:
"You're fine, why are you putting the orb down here?"
"It's quiet down there. I like to sit quietly. I climbed up yesterday and forgot the orb."
Ouyang Rong said with a normal expression. He walked over first, put down the rope, and slid down with ease:
"Let's go, don't waste time, what you want is down there, I hope no outsiders picked it up."
Liu Zilin frowned, waved his hand, and led his subordinates to follow him one after another, sliding along the rope into a dark underground palace underground.
Downhole.
When someone comes to the underground palace again, it feels like he has returned home, and the operations are skillful and easy.
Liu Zilin looked sideways and observed Ouyang Rong's light and familiar movements, and the suspicion in his eyes diminished slightly.
Looks like a regular customer.
"Excuse me, this is Master Ignorance...well, you can also call him Xiuzhen."
"Amitabha, all donors, this place is a lotus... ah!"
In the darkness, a haggard monk walked towards him with a compassionate face. He screamed "Ah" and was knocked down by a punch. He lay on the ground not knowing whether to live or die.
Liu Zilin shook his loose right fist and raised his chin to signal to his subordinates: "Drag him away."
Ouyang Rong:......
"Your friend?" Liu Zilin asked sideways.
"I don't know, a crazy monk." After a pause, he added as if unnecessary: "The beloved disciple of the abbot of the temple."
Ouyang Rong looked calm, turned around, and walked straight to the stone lotus pedestal in the center of the underground palace.
Liu Zilin's right palm was always on the hilt of the sword, and he looked around this strange underground palace with curiosity.
The surrounding green-clothed slaves tacitly went to the four directions of the murals to investigate, and finally confirmed that there was no danger in the underground palace. They were stationed in all directions.
At this moment, in the empty palace, Liu Zilin and his servants in green clothes surrounded Ouyang Rong.
If you can't hand over something, you won't be able to escape.
"We've arrived, where is my sword?" Liu Zilin asked warmly.
"Why are you so anxious? It's down here. I'll look for it. It seems to have fallen down here."
The young magistrate sat on the lotus pedestal in a meditative posture.
He bent down as if no one was watching, and put his palms into the dark shadows under the pedestal to grope.
At the same time, he silently closed his eyes and took a look at the remaining merit values in a certain merit tower.
"After spending 10,000 yuan, do you still have so much merit left..." He lowered his head and sighed.
With a "clang" sound, the sword light suddenly appeared.
"What merit, what are you talking about?" Liu Zilin drew his sword and asked in surprise.
His fingertips once again touched the rough and cold four-character stone carving below. Ouyang Rong raised his head and showed an embarrassed smile to Liu Zilin.
He suddenly realized that fate had played a big joke on him.
When he wanted to leave, he couldn't.
When you don’t want to leave, you have to leave.
Ouyang Rong was silent for a moment and sighed: "I said... I found it."
Liu Zilin quickly stretched out his palm: "What did you find, where is it? Ouyang Lianghan, my patience has its limit, give it to me!"
But the next second, he was startled. He rubbed his eyes and found that he was not blind. Ouyang Lianghan in front of him... his eyes were glowing purple?
Liu Zilin suddenly took a step back in fright.
Ouyang Rong's eyes were filled with purple energy, and his face was as calm as death:
"I found my way home, so today is the day, let's exchange it... Come back!"
He drank lightly.
Close your eyes slowly.
In the merit tower, a row of blue-gold numbers decreased rapidly... Ten thousand merits were completely cleared!
clang--!!!
In Ouyang Rong's ears, a dull bell like a great bell rang.
This was the loudest and most resonant blessing bell he had ever heard.
All of them highlight the specialness and extraordinaryness of this expensive blessing.
From the first time I woke up in the underground palace and found the stone carvings of "Go back and come here", to now I have a knife on my neck and am forced to redeem the blessing of "Go back and come here".
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that almost half a year has passed. He went down the mountain to accumulate merit, met a group of like-minded partners in Longcheng, and did a lot of things that benefited the country and the people.
There are joys, regrets, and... people who are reluctant to let go.
But life is unpredictable, and no one knows where they will be tomorrow, what they will do, and who they will meet.
Look forward.
At the last moment, the young man who had been looking forward to going home to take the postgraduate entrance exams looked up with reluctance.
He looked up at the wellhead above his head where he had expected to climb back home and find relief. He looked up at the blue sky outside the wellhead that was exactly the same as in his previous life.
However, this look lasted for a long time.
Ouyang Rong raised his head for a while.
But the well in the field of vision is still the same well, and the sky is still the same sky.
There was no movement around him.
Ouyang Rong frowned and looked around.
The scene in the underground palace is uneventful.
Wait, is his ten thousand meritorious deeds worth the blessings!?
Where are you coming back as promised?
Rocking forward so slowly?
Come on, hey!
Ouyang Rong sat on the rosette and waited, his face a little anxious, looking around.
Then he met the strange gazes of Liu Zilin and the others behind him.
"..."
Everyone looked at him with unkind expressions.
I'm afraid the air will suddenly become quiet like this.
Whoosh! A cold sword edge emitting gray moonlight made the hairs on his neck fall out.
Ouyang Rong turned his head stiffly and met Liu Zilin's cold and terrifying eyes. The latter squeezed out a few words from his mouth: