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441 miraculous, weird

Tang Songchen was good at calligraphy. If he were to become an official, he would probably make a career out of exegesis. In the future, he would become a doctor or professor, and then he would serve in six departments, become a waiter when he was old, and then become famous for his calligraphy. That would probably be it.

However, after experiencing many extraordinary things, Tang Songchen felt that transcending Ren Xingkong's "stylus pen to explore flowers" was just a trivial matter.

A person, a thing, or even a country or a policy, if done to the extreme, always has its meaning.

The Xinke Gongshi had already made trouble several times. The Ancestral Temple not far away, for some reason, Tang Songchen felt that there was not much sacredness left.

The news coming from outside also made the Xinke Gongshi people more and more excited.

Dingyang Hou, Yiyang County Duke...

What a Wei Xiangxiang, so domineering!

I also let out a bad breath!

The scholars did not cheer for this act, but they could not resist the inner court and the outer court who were under house arrest. But if someone caused trouble to the court, it would naturally be a headache.

Let them really go with Wei Hao... or forget it.

And Tang Songchen, after calming down his mind, finally picked up a familiar yet unfamiliar pen. His handwriting was still elegant and graceful, but this time, it returned to its original nature, without any strokes, just words.

"I think it's better not to start this chapter."

Tang Songchen muttered to himself, and then wrote a few big characters on the paper: Biography of the Assassin·Wei Hao.

Wei Hao, a Taoist from Jiangwei, worked and studied in Beiyang...

There is nothing eloquent, just writing calmly, as if describing a daily event and describing what I saw and heard in a day.

It's like a diary, like a chat. In short, there are no parallels, no flowers, only content that is so straightforward that people can understand it at a glance.

Tang Songchen first told where Wei Hao was from, what he had done in the past, and what legends he had...

There were quite a few fragments about slaying demons and demons, totaling five to six thousand words. After writing it, Tang Songchen picked it up and read it again and again. He felt that there was nothing obscure in the text, and finally nodded with satisfaction.

Throughout the night, there was only this article, which made the east look white. Tang Songchen finally took out the seal, thought about it, and pressed it on the paper.

At this moment, there was a white light flashing in the Ancestral Temple, and it escaped directly into the Gongshi courtyard. This kind of vision naturally alarmed many cultivators, and they came here one after another, wanting to find out.

Bai Mang has the aura of sharp swords and is easy to identify. When the eunuchs and many mages who served in the palace directly pushed the door in, they showed the same surprised expressions as Tang Songchen.

Because, in that article, the words actually levitated and condensed into a weapon.

This weapon is unpredictable, sometimes it is a dagger, sometimes it is a spear, it is dizzying to see.

"Why is this?!"

One cultivator was surprised and immediately asked the masters on the left and right.

Several of the mages who followed Yuan Hong also shook their heads. Only an old eunuch who served as the eunuch exclaimed: "Could it be that the heavens sensed someone, and just like Ren Xingkong, who was exploring flowers with a stylus, he had an inspirational encounter?!"

As soon as these words came out, several monks immediately said in shock: "Isn't this an increase in cultivation out of thin air?!"

"This...I really don't know."

Tang Songchen had a wry smile on his face. Although he was nervous, he was indeed confused. He had never thought about this kind of change.

It was just something I felt, and I suddenly thought of writing something, but I never expected that it would trigger such a vision.

"Ms. Tang, you...what did you do?"

"I just wrote an article. Who would have thought that such a change would happen just after I used the seal."

Faced with the question from the old eunuch, Tang Songchen answered honestly. As he spoke, the weapon gradually turned into a dagger and slowly sank into Tang Songchen's eyebrows.

Then, many words fell back on the paper. When I looked again, I saw white paper, black characters, red seal, and nothing else.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes just now, I'd probably think it was an illusion.

After the dagger was inserted between his eyebrows, Tang Songchen was slightly startled. Suddenly, there was a strange power in his eyes.

Wu seemed to be able to take out this dagger and slay demons as long as he wanted to.

He thought of the "flying knife" and took it out from his pocket. There was a vague sense that it had similar meanings.

"Tang Xianggong, your article must have triggered the vision. This article must be a shocking article!"

The old eunuch was very sure that every time a shocking hero appeared, there would be changes, and this time was obviously no exception.

However, Tang Songchen looked embarrassed: "So that the eunuch will know that what I write below is not a poem, but a narrative biography without any subtle words."

Not afraid of the eunuch reading it, Tang Songchen directly handed over the article.

The old eunuch was polite and took it with both hands. He just looked at the beginning when his body trembled and he almost couldn't catch it.

The light paper, this scene, is as heavy as a mountain, making it hard to breathe.

"Biographies of Assassins?"

A mage stretched out his head and looked at it, and was stunned for a moment: "Wei Hao, Taoist Jiangwei..."

Just the first sentence startled the monks around him. The mage also felt something bad, so he quickly shut up and looked at Tang Songchen speechlessly.

The old eunuch had a sad face. He didn't know whether to be happy or sad at this time. The whole room was extremely quiet inside and outside.

This kind of vision has been a legend throughout the ages. It is one of the rare phenomena of "reception between heaven and man" and is an auspicious event similar to the possession of Wenquxing.

However, the matter involved Wei Hao, which made the old eunuch not want to get involved at all.

"Okay! What a biography of an assassin! This is the Spring and Autumn Period of Dao Bi——"

Some people are watching the excitement and don't think it's a big deal. They are both Xinke Gongshi and have their own ambitions. They argue that Tang Songchen has magical powers in this situation. If he doesn't use them, how can he appear like a bird?!

After hearing the news, the children of the wealthy families came to the courtyard one after another. After learning the whole story, their expressions changed.

Several members of the old family chatted in the corridor, their voices full of envy.

"This is 'Writing to convey the Tao,' ah."

"Although the writing is unremarkable, Tang Songchen must have had faith in his heart when he wrote this article. This thought can lead to supernatural powers."

"Natsushi..."

Some people used a tentative tone and didn't finish their words, but a few people's eyes were glaring, and they all had calculations.

It was impossible to hide such a vision from the palace. After reporting it to the two saints, the young emperor Sijie was very surprised: "You can have supernatural powers after writing one article? Then, wouldn't it be enough to write a few more articles?"

"Jie'er, don't talk nonsense."

The Queen Mother hugged her son, and then looked at the "Ten Immortals Slave", "From what you can see, does this have anything to do with the Star Lord in the sky?"

"It doesn't matter."

Golden Crow Immortal said straightforwardly, "Queen Mother, if it is related to Xingjun, there must be star patterns. That is not the case with Tang Songchen. Yingyun wrote the book, and he realized the Tao himself."

"What?!"

The Queen Mother was extremely surprised, and then she became extremely angry, "He wrote a book for that peasant boy of the Wei family and he was able to gain enlightenment?! What is this? Because he has gained enlightenment, doesn't he have to bear the righteousness? Isn't it the court that is at fault?!"

boom!

"absurd!"

"What nonsense!"

The Queen Mother became angry and said, "I ordered Yousi to hook this Tang Songchen into prison!"

"No!"

Although the Great God of Heaven and Earth appears to be weak, he hastily reminded him at this moment, "My Lady, this is the vision of 'Wen Yizheng Dao'. After the enlightenment of a sage, any ax or ax attached to his body and the fingers of thousands of people will increase his reputation." The greater your reputation, the stronger your magical powers. You absolutely must not do that————”

This won’t work, and that won’t work either. Is it possible to just watch these rebellious ministers and traitors destroy the Xia family?”

"Your Majesty, these are humane rules. They are rules established by the Emperor and the Ancestors over a long period of time."

"My son is also of the blood of the Human Emperor, the Queen of the Human Emperor——"

The furious Queen Mother was almost roaring. At this moment, she didn't feel any dignity at all, only an indescribable feeling of powerlessness.

"Empress!"

Immortal Ice Soul Yuanci also took the initiative to speak at this time: "So that the empress will know that all the ancestors and emperors of the past generations have slaughtered their descendants face to face. There are some star fields in the heaven, and all of them are of the blood of the ancestors, but as long as it violates the way of humanity, Trillions of bloodlines, all destroyed in the blink of an eye."

"..."

Some things may seem unbelievable in the human world, but in the heaven, they are simply the same thing.

Why do gods and immortals want to seek transcendence and pursue true freedom?

It's because of those damn rules.

It's okay to act secretly. Once discovered by the rules, death or destruction is the best option.

There are gods three feet above their heads, but there is always a beheading knife above their heads.

However, the "Ten Immortal Slave" underestimated the Queen Mother's anger. She crushed a piece of her fingernails and gritted her teeth and said: "If you don't kill Wei Hao, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart! This Tang Songchen... no, all the tributes from Yueyang Mansion Scholars, I will deprive them of their honors!"

"Mother-in-law----"

"Someone has come to deliver the edict to the minister, Zhongshu Ling!"

When the Queen Mother was so angry, she no longer had any reserve. She had been in power behind the curtain for so many years. When had she ever been so angry? Have she ever felt such grievances?

What's more, after she experienced Wei Haoxing's assassination of Li Huairou, she also had doubts about the safety of the imperial city. This uneasiness made her determined to eliminate any unstable factors.

Human or non-human.

Those who follow me will prosper; those who go against me will perish!

When the edict was conveyed, the eunuchs who served as imperial eunuchs were all in a grim mood. When the message was conveyed to the Chancellor's study room, all the ministers and ministers of the provinces and ministers felt murderous intent from the Xiaohuang Gate.

The anxiety and suffering these days have made people exhausted physically and mentally.

But now, there is finally good news. Tang Songchen, a new tribute scholar, is actually carrying a vision, which is auspicious for the country.

However, since it is auspicious, why is it such an emotion?!

Both Zhongshu Ling and Shang Shuling were confused until they read the article "The Biography of the Assassin Wei Hao", and then their scalp became numb and their whole body felt uncomfortable.

Unlike the children of the old family who saw "Writing to convey the Tao", both Zhongshu Ling and Shangshu Ling understood that Tang Songchen was not writing a story, but a history.

Writing a book and biography is not unusual.

But writing history is not easy.

They even knew that Tang Songchen, who wrote the 6,000-word "Assassin Biography Wei Hao", had no idea what to do next. Whether to continue writing about assassins or what to write, Tang Songchen had no clue.

But when he becomes more enlightened, he will have a comprehensive plan.

At that time, the kings and ministers, civil and military officials, loyal women and officials of this dynasty... will all be written by Tang Songchen. Later generations, no matter what their identity or status, will know what happened in this dynasty as long as they read Tang Songchen's words. , who has been there, what things have been done...

People will see the ups and downs of this period from the stories of civil servants and military commanders.

Absurd, exciting, dark, bright...

Various characters are the projection and refraction of various events.

Anyone can write, but it is rare for someone like Tang Songchen to enter Taoism through it.

The only difference is the word "pure".

Tang Songchen felt something from his heart. He was neither excited by Wei Hao's feats nor depressed by Wei Hao's temporary imprisonment. He was impartial and impartial, and he could see the Spring and Autumn Period in his writings.

For high-ranking prime ministers and ministers like them, they are different. Every word, every sentence, and every story will have hidden mysteries and secrets.

What was placed in front of the prime ministers and ministers was the embarrassment caused by the Queen Mother.

Of course, the Queen Mother believed that this was an embarrassment caused by the Yueyang Juzi and the embarrassment caused by the Beiyang thieves. Now, she wanted to resolve the matter in front of her ministers.

Otherwise, she will deal with the current husband.

Nothing is impossible because she has the power.



The government was in complete chaos, and the chaos in Xiayi could not but be affected by the government.

And the source of everything

The head was nothing more than Wei Hao's thunder blow, and he chopped off Li Huairou with one knife.

The day for Li Huairou's funeral came, but he couldn't go out because he couldn't leave the city.

This made the Li family, who was already grieving, even more resentful.

Li Huairou's descendants were forced to become unworthy descendants.

In desperation, Li Huairou was buried directly at home.

This is simply weird...

But the real weirdness continued, as Li Huairou's soul reorganized and appeared in his home.

Unlike when he was alive and calm, Li Huairou, who became a ghost, never had any intention of leaving the Li Mansion, and constantly reminded his descendants that they must write to the court as soon as possible and seize the opportunity to seize Wei Hao.

The reason why he can still live in this world as a soul is because after the "alarm bells ringing", the entire Xiayi seemed to be isolated, not only from the inside and outside, but also from yin and yang.

They were noble during their lifetime, but they will change after death.

It was okay not to know that Wei Hao was the Lord of the Underworld, but Li Huairou knew clearly, so he was particularly frightened. He had even sensed that a large number of Goushi people had gathered outside the city, all waiting to enter Xiayi to lure away the souls of the dead.

As soon as the Gousi people arrived, he had to go to the underworld.

By that time, everything will be completely over.

Li Huairou didn't want to lose his soul, nor did he want to suffer in hell, nor did he want to be reincarnated as a beast, so he wanted to save himself.

This emotion is so strong that he has become a fierce ghost without even realizing it. The Li Huairou seen in the eyes of the entire Li family, relatives, descendants, is no longer the elegant Mr. Li Xianggong, but a dead spirit.

Like flame, a ghostly monster.

As a result, the descendants who left their homes and went out were frightened and did not submit a letter as Li Huairou said. Instead, they tried their best to go to the "Guoguo Dharma Altar" in the west of the city and invite the "Guoguo Grand Master" to come and exorcise the ghosts...




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