"Young master, there is news from Xiling, things are going more smoothly than expected." In the land of Liangguang, the Lingnan official office, the chief housekeeper and strategist Zhou Jianping was respectful, and bowed his ears to Li Shangchan, the son of the late Lingnan Jiedu envoy Li Xian.

"Really?" Li Shangchan, who was deeply trapped in the Taishi chair, suddenly bulleted, and people were in good spirits on happy occasions, Li Shangchan swept away the gloomy atmosphere of the past few days, Yintang was shining, and there was a trace of blood on his pale face.

Zhou Jianping said: "Everything is ready, only the last step is missing." ”

Li Shangchan's voice was loud: "Lao Zhou, you have staked all my family money this time, right?" ”

Zhou Jianping: "Those who want to achieve great things do not seek the public." The young master forgave the old slave for making his own assertions, yes, this time he was staked on the master's Lingnan Divine Calculation Camp and Guangnan Gu Poison Camp. ”

Li Shangchan was surprised: "The Lingnan Divine Calculation Camp and the Guangnan Gu Poison Camp are both strange people who are one in a hundred, and you are willing to turn your blood into your blood." ”

Zhou Jianping Formation: "After the death of the old man, the soldiers of the Divine Calculation Battalion and the Gu Poison Battalion all hope that the young master will be a hereditary envoy of the festival, take the helm of Liangguang, and refuse Cui Hu to enter Guangdong. ”

Li Shangchan did not deny it: "Helplessly, my father forced the young master to give up the throne." ”

Zhou Jianping: "In order to prevent Cui Hu from entering Guangdong, the minions set up thirteen levels: seven emotions and six desires. It can also be said that there are thirteen kinds of weapons, thirteen lines of defense, which require a large number of manpower, even if you bet on the Divine Calculation Camp and the Gu Poison Camp, it will not be satisfied. ”

"I can't bear the child's trap on the wolf." Li Shangchan agreed, "If there is a shortage of manpower, we can recruit another group of people." To prevent Cui Hu from entering Guangdong, only success is allowed, not failure. ”

"Seven emotions and six desires, borrowing a knife to kill." Zhou Jianping listed, "The first seven passes: joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, and evil, and the last six passes: survival, knowledge, expression, performance, comfort, and lust." Thirteen passes, thirteen soft knives, the knife is deadly. The first level is the happy level, and the minion gave the first level a rather auspicious name: look up and see the joy. ”

Zhou Jianping then said unashamedly: "Maybe you don't need the thirteen passes." ”

Li Shangchan was stunned: "Old Zhou, what you mean in your words is that Cui Hu can't pass the first level at all?"

Zhou Jianping said: "Look up and see joy, killing people invisibly." ”

Li Shangchan laughed out loud, "Young Master Ben doesn't know whether to praise you or scold you?"

"Young Master, what do you mean by that?" It was Zhou Jianping's turn to ask rhetorically.

"Praising you means that you have come up with the killing method of seven emotions and six desires, and no one in the world is around you. Scolding you is why do you bother to mobilize the people, make a big move, find a group of masters to fight quickly, and cut through the chaos quickly. Li Shangchan made his words clear.

Zhou Jianping had bad intentions: "Because Cui Hu is a banner of the Tang Empire and a bearer of humanity." ”

"If you destroy him, it is equivalent to destroying the banner of the Tang Empire and ruining the bull's ear holder of humanity." Li Shangchan said for him, "You had a grudge against Datang in your last life?" Or do you have a grudge against Datang in this life? ”

Zhou Jianping said in a low voice: "I have no enmity with anyone, I only do things for the young master." ”

Outside the house, the crisp sound of tinkling bells came and went, and Li Shangchan asked curiously: "Where did the wind chimes come from?" ”

Zhou Jianping reminded: "Young master, you haven't opened the window for a while, right?" ”

Ever since he learned that Cui Hu had taken over his father's position, Li Shangchan had been living in seclusion, with thick curtains covering the gaps in the windows so that no light could be seen, and the brightness of the room was maintained by a few oil lamps.

Zhou Jianping automatically advocated opening the curtain, and the sun was like a guest waiting outside the door for a long time, and he couldn't wait to step in, and Li Shangchan's eyes lit up. There are two rows of wind chimes hanging under the eaves, seven on the left, six on the right, no more, no less than just thirteen.

"The seven wind chimes on the left represent joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, and evil." Zhou Jianping patiently explained, "The six wind chimes on the right represent survival, knowledge, expression, performance, comfort, and lust. If Cui Hu passes the barrier of 'looking up and seeing joy', I will send someone to take down the wind chimes that represent happiness. ”

Li Shangchan understood: Cui Hu would take down the corresponding wind chimes every time he broke through.

Zhou Jianping smiled and didn't smile: "I believe in these thirteen wind chimes, and I am reluctant to take down one of them." With a bang, he unexpectedly blew out an oil lamp, just like blowing out Cui Hu's life.

A chill flashed in Li Shangchan's heart, and the big butler in front of him suddenly became very unfamiliar.

※ On the sickbed, Cui Hu is still unconscious.

Jiang Tao dragged her heavy legs and walked towards Cui Hu step by step.

The village chief who was ambushed in the secret passage did not dare to take a breath. He was waiting, waiting for the sound of undressing, waiting for a quick gasp, waiting for ......

After waiting for a long time, Jiang Tao and Cui Hu sank into the sea like stones, and there were no waves at all.

Jiang Tao will not be saved when he sees death? Or did his strange flower not destroy the will of the peach? The more the village chief thought about it, the more wrong it became.

There was a chaotic sound of footsteps overhead, and it was Thunder and Thunder Jun walking into the room. Immediately afterwards, Thunder and Thunder Jun thundered with joy: "My lord, you have woken up, you have woken up." ”

The village chief opened his mouth and stammered: If you don't have the joy of fish and water, how can Jiang Tao save Cui Hu?

※ Lei Ting and Lei Jun cried and jumped when they saw Cui Hu out of danger, excited like children, and didn't notice that the clothes on Jiang Tao's chest were stained red with blood. Jiang Tao's face was pale, her expression was painful, and she walked out slowly.

Outside the door, a white dove flew over the earth, over the endless fields, and then she heard a shout, melodious and profound, and then she saw the smoke curling and the dog running after the chicken...... The village came to life.

From the moment they heard a shout, the villagers crawled out of the dark passage one after another, and got busy as if nothing had happened. Adults were busy making fires and cooking, going to the fields to do farm work, and sorting medicinal herbs; The children were busy riding bamboo horses, playing mud, and playing house. The ordinary can no longer be ordinary, and the ordinary can no longer be ordinary. Who would have thought that just now this village was like a tomb of the living dead, lifeless.

※ Lingnan official office, Li Shangchan stood motionless in front of the window, watching Zhou Jianping command the servant to take off the first wind chime under the eaves on the left.

One after another, the flying pigeons came with the same amazing news: a flower and peach in Dali Temple survived Cui Hu, and the joy of raising his head and the cold poison had been broken, and it was not the joy of fish and water, and the method of solving it became a mystery.

Li Shangchan's blood was surging, and he couldn't stop coughing.