Chapter Forty-Eight: Grievances (II)

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There are no corpses and no blood.

There are only white silk and curtains hanging from the beams.

The plain hall was in stark contrast to the bloody world outside, with only a little fire in the many curtains being the only light here.

"Woo ......"

There was a sound in the hall, like the wind roaring, as if it was weeping.

"Click. ”

Fu Qingfeng floated into the hall, and the whole hall was blown away by the wind she brought.

"Wu Zongxi's position. ”

"The position of the posterior filial piety. ”

"The position of Fu Tianqiu, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites. ”

The hall used for the court meeting on weekdays was empty, except for a brazier and three wooden plaques.

The brazier also has a base, charcoal fire in the basin, and some yellow confetti that has not been exhausted.

The wooden plaque was cut very flat, but the text on it was a little crooked, obviously hastily made, and even the format was a little wrong.

The original form of confetti is paper money.

The proper name of the wooden plaque is the spiritual position.

The hall was quiet, and the wind that drifted in from outside the hall occasionally smelled of blood, as if there were countless nameless killers lurking somewhere, but at this moment, everything was not important.

"Daddy......?"

Fu Qingfeng lost her voice, and looked at the spirit card engraved with her father's name, and she suddenly fell to the ground.

"Smack. ”

When she fell, one of the corners of her garment was brought to the brazier, and the latter staggered and fell off the base, revealing a yellow object pressed underneath it.

It was a scroll, with a golden bottom, depicting a dragon, but it was a holy decree.

Fu Qingfeng extinguished the charcoal fire scattered all over the place, and then opened the scroll.

"Fengtian carries the emperor's edict ......"

The handwriting on the holy decree is exactly the same as the handwriting on the spirit tablet, which describes the ins and outs of dealing with Pudu Cihang, as well as many sins and repentance.

After Fu Qingfeng finished reading this holy decree, her heart did not fluctuate.

"It turns out that I've been trying in vain. ”

Two lines of tears slipped silently, ticking soundly.

She suddenly realized that all her previous efforts to rescue Fu Tianqiu had been in vain, and it turned out that her father had been destined to die in the capital since the early morning.

Fu Qingfeng picked up Fu Tianqiu's spirit card and holy decree, she turned around and walked out of the main hall, and never looked back, at this moment, what kind of thoughts were filled in her heart, no one knew.

On her face, there was a loss of consciousness with a capital letter.

"Okay, the holy decree has been taken away, Brother Zhiqiu, we should go too. ”

After a long time, two figures appeared on the beams of the main hall, but they were Mo Xie and Zhiqiu Yiye.

"The holy decree fell into the hands of Miss Fu, and I was relieved...... It's just Mo Evil Daoist, why did you cover my mouth just now? Everyone has known each other for a while, shouldn't you say hello?"

Mo Xie and Zhiqiu Yiye fell in the main hall, and Zhiqiu Yiye first bowed to the old emperor's spiritual throne and said something like 'The matter has been done, you can go with peace of mind'.

The Taoists who came out of the underground palace last night have all gone back to their respective homes and found their own mothers, and the sequelae left by this spell on them are afraid that they will have to be closed for n years to heal, and according to them, the 'Buddha Seal Master' promised in public that he would compensate everyone, so they decided to collect a wave of debts before retreating.

Here Mo Xie mourned for them a little in his heart, and they may never be able to recover this debt.

I really don't know how this group of old men who are afraid that they can catch up with a thousand years old in addition to each other were fooled, but looking at the faces that seemed to be hollowed out, he took the initiative to take over the task of staying behind to convey the will of the old emperor. However, this group of old men is shrewd at this juncture for some reason, and they are not at ease with Mo Xie, so they leave Zhiqiu Yiye with a reason such as 'young people, they should exercise more and see the world'.

The two of them have been squatting on the beams until now.

"Dad just died, so don't bother her. Besides, those elders of yours patted their butts one by one and left, Pudu Cihang is dead, but the luck of a country is almost exhausted, and the demons are ready to move everywhere. At this time, someone has to come out and do all this dirty work. ”

To be honest, Mo Xie really didn't want to see Fu Qingfeng, not how the other party was, but that he had a ghost in his heart.

That night, he ran into the forest and rained all night, and his superficial symptoms seemed to be blood boiling and the unicorn arm running wild, but in fact, the evil ♂ whip was different and the phantom limbs were running wild.

What is the nature of the dragon, everyone understands, with the body of a mortal carrying the blood of the dragon and the blood of the unicorn at the same time, it is not easy for Mo Xie to restrain the evil thoughts in his heart.

It's just that Fu Qingfeng looks too exciting for him, and he didn't even dare to look at her again after that night.

So at this moment, he came up with an extremely clumsy set of rhetoric to prevaricate Zhiqiu Yiye.

However, Zhiqiu Kazuha really believed it.

"Mo Evil Daoist is really a model for my generation, but he has not recovered in the lower cultivation, it doesn't matter if he fights a little trouble, but ......"

Zhiqiu Yiye is really a hot-blooded person, and he feels incumbent upon him when he hears that there are things to kill demons and eliminate demons and support justice, but his family knows his own affairs, and his cultivation is not deep, and most of it has been consumed, at this time, he feels that it is a bit laborious to deal with the demon of the level of the giant corpse in the broken ancestral hall.

"It's okay, old rules, you show the way, I'll do it. ”

Mo Xie now has only 20,000 points on his body, and the price of resurrecting a person given by the "Holy Scripture" is 100,000, and he has to make up at least 200,000 yuan with two lives on his back, and after experiencing the battle with Pudu Cihang, he has also realized his own shortcomings while gaining some gains, and is planning to exchange it, strengthen and strengthen, and further study......

All this requires money, and according to his estimates, the little net worth in his pocket at the moment is estimated to be less than a fraction.

Money money money, no money is hard to move an inch!

I really didn't expect that even after having superhuman strength, Mo Ye would still often worry about 'money'.

"A word?"

Zhiqiu Yiye no longer feels that there is anything wrong with Mo Xie's method of 'slaying demons and eliminating demons' after experiencing so many things, and the chaotic times use heavy canons, and the purpose of slaying demons and eliminating demons is to make the living peaceful, which is also the wish of the dead.

So this time he deserved it quickly.

"It's a deal. ”

The two high-fived as an oath.

"Hum, Boom!"

Just do it, Zhiqiu Yiye took out the gossip mirror from his arms, and after simply casting the spell, there was a result.

"Mo Evil Daoist, the yin qi in the west is relatively heavy!"

He said.

"Nonsense, it's the rising sun now, isn't the yin in the west heavy in the east? Let's go, first pick up a friend with me, he made a big effort last night, and he was not lightly injured. ”

Mo Ye put forward the slogan of slaying demons and eliminating demons at least half of it to divert the topic, where did he think that Zhiqiu Yiye moved so fast, he almost walked between life and death last night, and the physical injuries "Holy Scripture" had already helped him repair, but the fatigue of the soul and spirit could not be recovered unless he cultivated.

To put it bluntly: he wanted to find a place to sleep.

As for the rest?

Let's talk about it when we wake up!