Chapter 767: Carrying a bowl to kill, placing a bowl to save someone [Monthly ticket lottery in progress]
Next to Xunyang Ferry, in the woods.
The atmosphere beside the luxurious car's cabin was deathly silent.
The eight tall maids stood there, looking at the figure of the young man carrying the bowl who came down in front with somewhat surprised expressions.
Wei Jin was dressed in a green robe, holding a sharp knife in his hand, squinting at the young man holding the bowl with a strange style.
Wei Anhui also stared blankly at Li Dalang, who seemed to have a very different walking temperament.
If before, Li Dalang looked like an honest man who was easy to bully, then now, he feels like a vast pool of water, calm and calm.
That's right, quiet, as quiet as...a dead person.
"Li Dalang" held a water bowl in one hand and walked down from the carriage shaft.
He wore a white cloth strip on his head, which was given to him not long ago by Qianwei Anhui.
Obviously Wei Jin and the other eight tall maids also wore white cloth strips, and they also had a cold and cold style as if they were attending a funeral.
But compared with the current "Li Dalang", it is far inferior.
"Li Dalang" is more like a dead person than them.
Wei Jin stared at the good-for-nothing prince of Xunyang Palace for a while, and at a certain moment, he sneered.
"Tsk, pretending to be a ghost."
The man in green robe shook his head indifferently, put away the sharp knife in his hand, and put it back into the scabbard on his waist.
Wei Jin turned around and walked out of the woods, while leaving a calm instruction:
"Go and bury him, cover the princess's eyes, don't scare the princess."
Eight tall maids stood around the carriage shaft. After hearing this, they quickly and tacitly surrounded them.
"Li Dalang" looked at the people coming to the left and right, then lowered his head and looked at the water bowl. The water in the bowl reflected a bearded and pale face.
His face seemed to be lost in thought.
No one around him noticed that the water in the water bowl in the young man's hand had not made any waves since he stepped out of the car.
Seeing these extraordinary warrior maids left behind by Uncle Wu, surrounding them again, Wei Anhui's mind returned, with a worried look on his face.
Wei Jin's back was cold and he walked forward without looking back.
At the same time, there was some movement from the rear of the car.
Eight tall maids seemed to surround him.
A maid said: "Princess, this servant has offended me."
"Don't hurt him!"
Wei Anhui shouted anxiously.
Wei Jin seemed a little desperate when she heard her tone.
The next moment, Wei Anhui's scream suddenly came from behind, hinting at a hint of fear.
"ah--!"
It was almost the same time that Wei Anhui screamed.
"Dong-dong-dong-dong-..."
The man in green robe who was the first to leave heard eight consecutive sounds of falling to the ground from behind.
There are eight channels in total, one is missing.
One after another, the gaps are all the same.
It was clear that the only one to be arrested was "Li Dalang", but eight people fell to the ground. Apart from that, no other sound was made. Coupled with the screams of Shangwei Anhui... At this moment, the small forest
The atmosphere inside is a bit weird.
After Wei Jin heard this, he did not look back.
Even before the series of eight falling sounds ended, Wei Jin had already charged at the penultimate sound.
He didn't rush back to the carriage to protect the princess.
I saw the figure of the man in green robe, who was walking very calmly just a moment ago, running forward desperately without caring about his own safety. He made a sudden decision, abandoned his armor and dragged his troops, and pissed himself off.
Wei Jin's red aura poured into his legs and he fled.
Soon, he ran out of the woods sweating profusely, but he did not dare to stop for a moment.
I noticed that there seemed to be no pursuers in the rear.
The young man carrying the bowl who had terrified him the moment he stepped out of the carriage did not come to chase him.
Wei Jin took a deep breath, but did not dare to slacken his pace at all, running desperately towards the dawn at the exit of the woods ahead.
I wish my mother had given him two extra legs when she gave birth to him.
After three breaths, he rushed out of the woods.
But what came to us was not the wind from the Xunyang Ferry River, but... the rustling of leaves.
Seeing the scene in front of him at this moment, the man in green robe was so frightened that he thought:
Surrounded by trees, there is an open space in the middle, the ground is covered with fallen leaves, there is a noble carriage, and the princess sits alone.
Eight dead bodies were placed in extremely neat order beside the car, with their hands covering their necks as they died with their eyes closed.
The young man holding the bowl disappeared.
Wei Jin is back again!
He obviously followed a straight path and ran forward.
Isn’t this forest a round ball?!!
Wei Anhui, like the man in green robe with a look of despair on his face, was looking down at the eight corpses on the ground.
Ten breaths ago, these eight tall maids were still alive.
At this moment, everyone was covering their necks with their hands and staring with dead eyes.
A closer look revealed that there was a strip of white cloth between their necks, and the red marks were very obvious.
At this moment, Wei Jin was horrified to discover that the white cloth strip was what they originally wore on their heads, but it had been taken off inexplicably...
Wei Anhui seemed to have seen the whole scene, his face was blank.
At this moment, she slowly turned her head and looked towards Wei Jin... no, it was in the direction of Wei Jin.
The moment Wei Jin saw her eyes, his heart seemed to thump.
At this moment, there is no wind in the forest and everything is completely silent.
The man in green robe trembled all over and turned around slowly.
"Li Dalang" was standing behind him.
I saw him holding a water bowl flat in one hand and holding a piece of white cloth in the other hand. However, he did not look at the green-robed man in front of him at this moment. Instead, he tilted his head slightly, and his dark eyes were as calm as the surface of the bowl of water in his hand.
Staring in the direction of Xiushui Fang where the palace is located.
Wei Jin knelt down with a bang and kowtowed crazily to the young man holding the bowl, begging for mercy with regret:
"Your Highness, Your Highness, please spare your life. Your Highness, Your Highness, has a lot of people. Please spare the villain! The villain can be a cow or a horse..."
The next moment, Wei Jin, who had runny nose and burst into tears, felt the white cloth strip on his forehead slipping down silently. After passing by his eyes, he saw a darkness.
Except for the wind blowing the leaves, all sounds disappeared in the forest.
Everything was silent again.
The white cloth slipped down from his forehead, and there was darkness ahead.
This is the last sense of Wei Jin, the leader of the dead men in the Wei Palace.
Wei Anhui, who was sitting in the carriage, clenched his fingers tightly in his sleeves and glanced down at the man in green robe standing beside the carriage.
There was a strip of white cloth covering his eyes, but it could not hide the frightened and painful expression before his death.
The young man holding the bowl turned around, walked around the corpses without squinting, and came to the front of the carriage again.
Wei Anhui couldn't help but shrink back, but there was no way out.
The young man holding the bowl seemed to be looking at her seriously and did not move for a long time.
Wei Anhui's face was as white as snow. After waiting for a moment, he whispered to break the dead air:
"Su Fu, are you a human or a ghost now?"
The young man holding the bowl did not answer, but said softly:
"The old Taoist's surname is Yuan, a Taoist from Maoshan, and the princess Wan'an."
After a pause and staring at Wei Anhui's pale face for a while, he said in an apologetic tone:
"I'm sorry, Princess, as a prince, I don't have purple energy, so the scene is a bit indecent."
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Wei Anhui knew what he meant by "indecent".
Looking around at the corpses in the room, she took a deep breath and digested it for a moment.
"No wonder the tone of my mouth was wrong just now. I felt like Su Fu was a different person..."
Wei Anhui's face still had a puzzled expression, but he used the honorific title:
"Excuse me, really, really, did you use your magical power to get on Dalang's body?"
The old Taoist didn't answer and sighed:
"I don't dare to take it seriously. The old Taoist is just a dead person. He doesn't want to wake up, because waking up means either that there is something going on in the palace, or that there is something going on in the Sanqing Ancestral Hall, or that he is being plotted and used by others, and that future generations will ask for help... no matter where it is.
Planting is not a good thing."
Wei Anhui looked confused, but she had a general understanding. She immediately said:
"Master, please take Dalang back to Prince Xunyang's Mansion quickly. You are so powerful, you should be able to save them. It's very dangerous over there."
The old Taoist didn't panic at all. He looked down at the water in the water bowl and said calmly:
"No need for the time being. The situation is better than what I thought. There is a very powerful young man beside the prince and the little princess. There is no danger at the palace for the time being. The main reason is that the apprentice of the old man may be in trouble..."
He stared at the water in the bowl and sighed again:
"If it weren't for the willfulness of the Crown Prince, there would be no problem with the young man's plan. There is no need for seasoned advice. However... it is normal to be willful. Some calamities cannot be circumvented. How can this be completely calculated in this world?
Like the strange purple mist on the young man's body, which makes it difficult for the veteran to see clearly and figure it out... It's such a big change, it's such a big change that if it falls next to the little princess, I don't know whether it's good or bad..."
"Tribulation? Big change?" Wei Anhui was confused.
The old Taoist raised his head and stared at her.
While pinching his fingers, he lowered his head and looked at the unrippled water surface in the water bowl.
Not knowing what he saw, the old Taoist breathed out:
"Little princess, if you really want to be with him, I will give you a tip bag. Take it and return to the capital immediately. Do not peek on the road. Go back to the capital and wait. If you encounter danger with him in the future, go
Open."
"What the real person means is that Su Fuzhen and I can be together..."
Before Wei Anhui could finish her anxious question, a strip of white cloth, twisted into a tight knot, fluttered lightly on the hem of her skirt.
The old Taoist disappeared.
A seven-quarter-full bowl of water was placed quietly on the small coffee table in front of Wei Anhui.
The old Taoist acted as if he had never been here before.
Only a lingering sound that gradually fades away is left:
"Infinite Savior, I would like to thank you, Princess, for your kindness. You cannot drink this bowl of water. It is easy for you to fall in love with someone, so do not make it lightly."
…
[Don’t you go back together, Tanlang, and pick up the Buddhist beads on the way]
Zhao Qingxiu didn't ask Ouyang Rong why he wanted to take the string of Buddhist beads. She made a suggestion.
Ouyang Rong shook his head seriously: "I have to find Prince Xunyang's family and the junior sister. The true sound that makes people appear will probably not be played again in a short time. They know that I am waiting for the [Emperor Wen] Sword Art"
, it can be considered a good thing, if I go find someone, the whereabouts of King Xunyang will not be exposed."
After a pause, Ouyang Rong suddenly asked: "Xiu Niang, you said that the red lotus sword seal can sense the sword energy of the eyebrow-style tripod sword and track the corresponding tripod sword... Can it only be the sword energy? Can other things be used?
Equivalent replacement?"
Zhao Qingxiu seemed to lower his head and thought for a while: [Yes, yes, I heard from the senior sister, as long as it is something related to the tripod sword, but the tripod sword is a mythical object, and few things can be related to it.
, Sword energy is relatively easy to obtain. Tan Lang’s tripod sword was originally sent by the old craftsman to the Queen’s Hall in advance, so he came after him many times]
Ouyang Rong lowered his head and looked thoughtful.
The old craftsman who was buried in the sword furnace wanted to complete the Lotus Tower Alliance. Ouyang Rong had long known that this was not what he was thinking about.
Ouyang Rong stretched out his hand, picked up the luminous pearl in the sword box, and stroked it carefully.
He thought of something related to it, but it was not in the sword box right now. In the morning, along with the three pieces of spiritual ink, he gave it to his junior sister for self-defense...
Zhao Qingxiu couldn't see the "Red Lotus Sword Seal" and the Night Pearl in Ouyang Rong's hand. Ouyang Rong recovered his mind, put the two objects back, and took the Mohist sword box from Zhao Qingxiu's arms. He wanted to take it to the palace.
Ouyang Rong took out a clean azure ribbon and covered it again with Zhao Qingxiu. The latter did not turn around, but faced Ouyang Rong and seemed to be held in his arms.
The pretty girl with the ribbon in her eyes suddenly took the initiative to hug him and hugged his waist tightly.
Ouyang Rong was quiet for a moment, then gently lowered his arms and hugged her slim and lovely body.
So skinny that I can't help but feel weak.
But who would have thought that this thin, blind and mute girl would be the virgin of this generation and the first heir to the future Yuanjun.
Just like no one on the high platform today could have imagined that this frail scholar like him was the master of Die Lianhua and the legendary sword holder.
Opposite Wang Caozhi closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep, his body bumping along with the speeding carriage.
[Tan Lang, that’s great, you’re so awesome]
Ouyang Rong felt the embroiderer writing softly on his back.
He couldn't see her expression, but he could feel her tight embrace, like a small stove.
Ouyang Rong tilted his head and said next to her red earlobe:
"You were my child bride first, and then the so-called virgin. I said that I would take you home and never let them take you away. If anything happens, you have to tell me like I did this morning and we will solve it together."
I don’t know if it was because he was hugged tightly by his arms, or because he was too close, but when my ears heard the unquestionable words coming from his lips, Zhao Qingxiu’s heart beat faster:
"We are not going to choose the two choices your senior sister and second senior sister have mentioned. How we live our lives is not determined by outsiders. If I can pay your senior sister the sword once, I can pay it the second time, the third time..."
Zhao Qingxiu's face was hot, she was buried deep in his arms, and she nodded vigorously.
Ouyang Rong hugged the little doormat tightly, but acted forcefully and continued to ask:
"Do you know?"
"Hmm~"
She has a soft nasal voice and is submissive.
The two were affectionate for a while, and Zhao Qingxiu suddenly wrote on his chest:
【I want to go with Tanlang, I don’t want to be separated for a moment】
Ouyang Rong rested his chin on the head of the little beauty in his arms and shook his head gently.
"No, it's my duty and I can't take you to risk. You go back to Huaiye Lane and wait for me. You can also keep an eye on my aunt and the others. With you by their side, I can rest assured."
Zhao Qingxiu heard him continue to analyze calmly and rationally:
"You just said that the second senior sister will come to you. You can tell them about the Donglin Buddha and ask them to be careful. Although I don't like them, since it is your senior sister, remind me that it is also a matter of friendship and is understandable.
.”
When Zhao Qingxiu heard this, her little face looked slightly strange, and there was some admiration in it.
"What's wrong with the embroiderer?"
[Thank you Tan Lang for the suggestion. Tan Lang is really open-minded, but there is really no need to worry about Senior Sister. When I get home, I will take good care of Aunt Zhen, Wei La and the others. I will see Second Senior Sister again and I will give you an answer.
Senior sister, give up. In addition, they were unkind to Tanlang regarding the matter of the Great Buddha, and they don’t blame others for being unjust. Tanlang doesn’t need to do anything. I’m here. I can help with that matter without worry.】
"What does Xiu Niang mean?"
Zhao Qingxiu tilted her head:
[Those who know the identity of Tan Lang’s sword holder, will they be detrimental to Tan Lang? Then I won’t keep them. I will no longer advise the senior sisters to be soft]
Ouyang Rong was speechless and didn't know how to answer for a moment.