The people of Luoyang have experienced too many natural and man-made disasters. After Li Zicheng occupied this ancient capital, there was no popular uprising. The toiling masses who have been oppressed all their lives meet the king and look forward to the king. The folk chant that they greeted the king, looked forward to the king, and the king did not pay for the food.

However, when Li Zicheng entered the city, he ordered that anyone who dared to hurt people and plunder people and women should be killed! A notice was also posted, saying, "The master is in the city, and there is no crime in the autumn, and those who dare to plunder the people's wealth will be executed in Lingchi." "There were really two soldiers who had robbed the silk shop and were dragged out into the street and slashed with a thousand knives.

However, at this time, he had broken free from the shackles of morality, lost in this gorgeous and magnificent cage, and abolished the military orders he had formulated with practical actions. Liu Zongmin, Li Guo, Tian Jianxiu...... The officials of Dashun not only seized the luxurious residences, but also killed their owners and forcibly seized their wives and daughters. The whole of Luoyang has become a paradise for their indulgence.

The leaders of the rebel army taught by words and deeds, and the soldiers at the grassroots level naturally understood that the large-scale adulterous actions were finally unstoppable in the city. The soldiers learned from Liu Zongmin and began to start with prostitutes, and later expanded to advocate excellence, seeing that no one forbade them, they became more and more bold, looking for ordinary women, and did not let go of any of them.

The Dashun army fell into a collective madness, and the whole city trembled and wept. But they don't know that all of this will be punished in the future.

As the great master of the Great Shun Dynasty, Shang Kuchang had no time to care about what was happening below. In the past few months, he has been staying in the palace. The Heavenly Master Order exudes a bright light, and the clothed mound underneath. If Yang Fan can see it, it should be very familiar. The coffin was dark yellow, and it was not even wrapped in patent leather. However, when viewed from the whole body, there were no insect eyes, and there was no sign of decay. These woods are soaked in tung oil, which can be kept incorruptible and moth-free for a long time.

The air was filled with the smell of sandalwood, and white smoke curled from the copper furnace. The Celestial Master Order was suspended in mid-air. Shang Ku's long hands were sealed, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he muttered in his mouth. Suddenly, he shouted, "Open!" ”

The Heavenly Master ordered Ti to slip around a few times, emitting a golden faint light, enveloping the lid of the coffin. Slowly lift it upwards.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The wooden coffin was lifted slightly by an inch. It was sucked back again, lifted an inch, and sucked back again. Shang Kuchang's hands began to tremble, and the recitation of the scriptures in his mouth sped up, "Give it to me!" ”

This time, the coffin was lifted more than three inches high, and the twelve crowns and the rhubarb robe in it exuded a strong light.

Syllable!

Once again, the coffin fell solidly. The Heavenly Master's order was directly bounced out. Fall to the ground. Shang Ku spurted out a mouthful of blood, holding the futon with both hands. Try not to let yourself fall. He glanced at the unpretentious coffin fiercely, and said to himself: "It doesn't make sense, I've been wrapped in so much luck, and I still can't carry it?" Damn it! ”

The room was eerily quiet, and suddenly, he lowered his eyelids and shouted, "Come out!" ”

There was a sound in the corner, and Zhu Cihong, who was nominally the Emperor of Dashun, hesitated in place in a tattered dress, refusing to step forward. Calling the supreme emperor of Dashun to the outside world is Zhu Cihong, but he doesn't want to be targeted by the army under the banner of Zhu Ming, this Zhu Cihong is undoubtedly a talisman, how can Bu Laodao be willing to throw away such a trump card.

"Come here."

Zhu Cihong trembled, he saw that Bu Laodao vomited blood, and there was such a coffin in front of him, so he was naturally terribly afraid, moving with small steps, and his two hands were even more entangled. He was very reluctant to see this old man who captured him, but in this cannibalistic palace, only Lao Dao protected his own life, and the other villains wished that he would die sooner.

"In the past, lift this coffin."

Zhu Cihong shook his head.

"I'm afraid."

"With me here, what are you afraid of? If you don't want me to give you to those bandits, listen to me and open it! Bu Lao shouted vigorously.

Zhu Cihong hesitated for a moment, but gradually leaned over, and stretched out his two hands to the lid of the coffin, but tears fell uncontrollably. If it weren't for the change a year ago, he would have been the rightful Emperor of the Ming Dynasty now, instead of the miserable situation he is now. Two hands that were frozen like dried radishes slowly approached the coffin, and Bu Laodao stared at the bright yellow luster behind Zhu Cihong's faint dragon groan.

Zhu Qi also tried, and half of the dragon and tiger qi accumulated in Dragon and Tiger Mountain was injected into Zhu Cihong's body. Everyone has their own calculations, Zhu Ming's orthodoxy and thousand-year-old dragon qi should be able to open the coffin.

As soon as the carrot hand touched the lid of the coffin, white smoke immediately came out, and Zhu Cihong's little hand seemed to touch a red-hot iron plate, and he cried out heartbreakingly: "Ah! It hurts! ”

"Lift up, lift up!"

The dragon qi behind Zhu Cihong flickered, and Bu Laodao stared at the coffin without moving, but Zhu Cihong had already passed out. He frowned, and the breeze in his sleeve shook him away and fell to the ground.

"Someone!"

The attendant walked in tremblingly, knelt at the door, and said, "What does the national teacher command?" ”

"Take the emperor back to the palace and find Tai to heal the burns on his hands."

"Yes." The attendant picked up Zhu Cihong, and before he could walk out of the hall gate, a wicked man rushed in striding in and said, "Military advisor, it's not good!" He glanced at the coffin, then at the blood stains on the corner of Shang Kuchang's mouth, and took a step back.

"What's the matter?"

"There's a woman from outside the city, saying she's looking for you. If you don't show up, she'll slaughter the rebels! And the army of the Ming Dynasty seems to be ten miles away, ready to move. ”

"Humph!" Shang Ku snorted coldly, and a wisp of breeze swept through and disappeared into the hall. The wicked man looked at Zhu Cihong, who was unconscious in the arms of the attendant, and his hand was burned beyond recognition, and his back was creepy, and he remembered the blood stains on the corner of Bu Laodao's mouth just now.

"Don't take it with you yet! What are you doing here? He snorted, glanced at the coffin again, felt the gloom behind him, and hurriedly retreated.

The moment the door of the temple was closed, a figure appeared in front of the coffin in a trance. Dressed in a long shirt and holly, the man's hand grasped the lid of the coffin, and there was no movement. He didn't know how many ways the divination operator had racked his brains in the past few months, but in his hands, it was as if there was no obstacle, and it was lifted like this.

Rhubarb robe, crown hand, and Tianzi boots, Yang Fan looked at it for a while, and slowly untied his robe...... (To be continued.) )