Chapter 162: Fire and Water Are Ruthless
Finally walked out of the gloomy canyon, the two of them felt a lot more relaxed, and the front of them was cheerful, among the vast mountains, the breeze was light, so comfortable!
While the two were talking, Xu Feng suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the room was a little strange, it was the peak of the Cultivation Dao Apocalypse, the instinctive sensing of the Divine Mind Master. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
It was as if someone was watching him in the dark.
Xu Feng glanced around, and finally found a figure on a mountain rock a hundred feet away in front of the canyon exit.
The reason why a branch is used to describe a mountain rock is because that stone really resembles a tree branch that stands up. Slender and tall, like an upside-down sword, a figure dressed in black cloth loomed over the erected rocks.
"Li Ke, as long as I move, you immediately run in the direction of the canyon, don't look back!" Xu Feng said solemnly. Dodge pulled out the short knife from the jacket behind Li Ke's back, and stood upside down behind his back.
"Boss, are the pursuers catching up?" asked Li Ke.
Li Ke didn't notice anything unusual. From a distance of hundreds of zhang, he couldn't see the figure in the distance at all, and he couldn't perceive the changes in the vitality of heaven and earth in the field.
"Xu Feng, the first villain in Lingnan, is also a person who reads history. Hundreds of feet away, the man's voice clearly entered the ears of Xu Feng and the others.
The figure standing proudly on the mountain rock, sassy in the wind, peerless and independent.
It seems to disdain Yunmengshan to become one, and it is more like deliberately distinguishing it from anything in the world.
The shadow just flickered in the dim sunlight, and came to Xu Feng's approach over a hundred zhang distance.
Xu Feng didn't know this person, but as long as he looked at it, he would never forget this person's appearance.
Dressed in black, with a black tulle robe draped over his shoulders, his face was extremely handsome, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with an endless coldness, as if everything in the world made him disdainful, and he showed himself to be different and peerless.
Xu Feng remembered a sentence from before, and calmly replied: "Reading history makes people wise!"
"Oh, I have been cultivating for less than two years, but my reputation is very popular, and it is really interesting. β
Lingnan, the north of the Great Xia Dynasty called the south of the foothills of Yunmeng Mountain as the south. Only people who are in the south themselves call the south of the foothills of Yunmeng Mountain Lingnan. It seems that this person is from Huizhou, Xu Feng thought.
Xu Feng remembered a sentence that was appropriate for the occasion and said: "Beautiful skins are everywhere, but interesting souls are not one in a thousand miles"
The man was silent for a long time, as if he understood what Xu Feng had just said. Suddenly said calmly: "I'm here to fight with you." βγ
"For fame, for profit, or for the sake of heaven?" Xu Feng said.
"Do the right thing for heaven!" a mocking look welled up at the corner of the man's mouth. "I don't regret it, only for myself. β
The man glanced at Xu Feng's hands behind his back, and continued: "If you have to find a reason, then it's probably interest. It will be interesting for me to meet the monastic geniuses of Lingnan for a while, because it has been a long time since someone like you has appeared in Lingnan. If you were killed by someone else first, what a pity!"
Chu has no regrets!
Xu Feng suddenly remembered the name, this was the dragon of Huizhou, one of the dragons and phoenixes of the four states. He is also a young master who has made a name for himself in recent years. And it's one of the most mysterious of them all.
This man is a loner and mysterious. It is rumored that he is obsessed with practice, and his big hobby is to find people to compete, and he has never been defeated. He has a very good reputation in Lingnan, and how some smaller sects or gangs violate his taboo is so frightened that he hides in Tibet, and generally pays the price of blood before he hides.
Few people know that Chu Buregret was once a government official in Baishi City, Huizhou before he embarked on the path of cultivation.
At that time, Chu did not regret it, and worked from 9 to 5 every day on time. At the end of the month, after the payment of the salary, he went to the tavern to pay off the wine account on credit for the previous month. A person's life is leisurely.
That year. There were a series of murders in White Rock City, and the young ladies of several large families in the city were killed after being ruined.
The envoy of Baishi City issued a reward notice and mobilized the people of Youshi to arrest the real culprit in order to calm the panicked people. Chu Buregret, as a low-level soap official who holds the water and fire stick, also participated.
It was the night of the Midyear Festival. The lights in the white stone city are colorful, and the lights of thousands of homes on the thoroughfare street are lit up, and from a distance, the stars are like a heavenly river.
Chu Buregret was sitting in the attic of a tavern drinking stuffy wine, and suddenly found that in the restaurant opposite, several brocade-clothed disciples looked flustered and sneaky.
Putting down the wine glass, he didn't have time to tell the shopkeeper about the accounting, Chu Buregret turned into a black shadow and rushed to the restaurant across the street. Just blocked those brocade disciples at the door of the private room.
"Get out of the way!" said one of them, who looked elegant, in a cold voice.
"I'm a city commissioner, and I'm going in to investigate. Chu said calmly.
"What kind of person am I, it turns out to be a dog under the command of the Commander!" the young man mocked unscrupulously.
The biggest difference between Chu Buregret and other young people is that he is calm, or cold.
Such a sentence does not anger him. He is a soap subordinate at the lowest level of the Great Xia Empire, although he can see that the prince in front of him is a powerful person, but in the heart of this young soap li, the laws of the Great Xia Empire are above all else.
"Get out of the way!" said Chu Buregret this time.
"Beat me to death!" the boy burst out a few words from between his teeth. Then he withdrew from the crowd into the house.
The officials have all practiced a few hands, not to mention Chu Buregret, who is famous for fighting among the officials. The fists of several sons had not yet arrived, and Chu did not regret the strength of his hind feet, like a cheetah suddenly rushing towards the brocade-clothed boy led by him.
Chu Buregret hugged the waist of such a son, his head was pressed against his lower abdomen, and the strength of his whole body plus his own weight smashed directly on the dining table in the wing room.
This was the usual method of capture used by imperial officials. It's just that this trick is too violent and is not used often, but Chu Buregret uses it often.
The rosewood platform was smashed in an instant, and the cups and plates shot out in all directions, and there was a clanging sound. The toppled seat tripped over the screen, and on the wooden curved beam behind the screen, the undressed young lady was hanging. The whip marks were dripping all over his body, the flesh and blood were blurred, and he had been tortured.
Syllable!
The door to the box was slammed shut and locked. Six or seven sons surrounded this official with unkind faces.
Now that the secret has been discovered, the only way to do it is to let him die.
Chu Buregret is slender and sturdy, with strong fists and bones, he is a good hand in fighting, and Rao can't withstand the siege of seven or eight people, two of whom are still practitioners in the gang.
But this battle shocked the entire White Rock City.
Because it was none other than the young master of the Cui family, one of the seven clans in Huizhou, Cui Mingdi.
At first, the restaurant was reluctant to take care of everything, and if everything was smashed, the Cui family would take the silver to compensate, as long as Young Master Cui was willing, it was also a kind of luck to be smashed.
A quarter of an hour passed, and there was no end.
Half an hour has passed, and it is not over yet.
An hour passed. The box was still pounding.
The housekeeper's face became more and more ugly, his face was cloudy, and his hands trembled and he opened the door himself.
The guests who dined upstairs witnessed the battle of fame without regret.
A man has an ivory chopstick stuck in his eye, and the chopsticks run through the skull, and a section comes out from the back, carrying a red and white object.
Another brocade-clothed disciple somehow did it, his face was blurred with flesh and blood, and countless white sharp broken porcelain were densely packed all over his face.
There were also those whose heads were stuck on the tabletop, with a cloth twisted around their necks, and who were strangled to death.
All kinds of terrifying and strange murder methods were staged on everyone one by one, only Cui Mingdi was not dead, he was already frightened and hugged the bent wooden beam of the hanging woman, trembling, and the brocade robe under his crotch was wet.
Seeing the door open, Chu Buregret reached out to wipe the blood from his face, pulled over a round chair and sat down. lifted the wine jug next to him and poured a few sips, and said to everyone: "The murderer who raped and killed the woman has been caught, quickly call the envoy to come and get someone!"
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Later, the development of events was completely unexpected.
The murderer Cui Mingdi not only did not subdue the law, but instead accused Chu of murder and false accusations.
The envoy imprisoned Chu Buregret on death row without saying anything, and used the carriage in which the official rode to pull up the dying Cui Gongzi and report to the Cui family overnight.
The official carriage is very spacious inside. The envoy repeatedly urged the doctor next to him, and muttered with a sad face: Childe, you can't die!
The housekeeper of the Cui family came out and immediately took Cui Mingdi to the inner house to heal his injuries, without asking the reason from beginning to end, nor did he look at Zhang Zhizhi.
The lord of White Rock City was left to dry in the courtyard for a full hour, and the steward came out with an invisible anger on his face.
Zhang Zhizhi didn't care that there were still a few maids standing in the courtyard, so he fell to his knees with a thud, and said with tears in his eyes: "This is not to blame the officials! It's the son who has played big this time!"
"Xiao Zhang, the head of the family told me a few days ago that the war in the north is tense and there is a shortage of talents. The emperor asked the Cui family to recommend a few capable officials to support him for a while. I think you're a good fit. β
Zhang Zhi's sweat came down with a bang. He kowtowed and said, "I can't help it! I can't help it, it's a small wrong!"
"Wronged! How can a person in this world ever be wronged, and after being an official for so many years, how can he still be so naΓ―ve? The steward said disdainfully.
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Zhang Zhi returned home in despair, walked through the hall, and walked into the study in a daze.
Suddenly, I found that in front of the desk where I often sit, there was a person sitting steadily, with a water and fire stick in his hand, and his heart was already devastated, and he was so frightened that he fell to the ground.
"Where is Wang Fa?" Chu asked calmly.
Zhang Zhizhi slammed down, was quiet for a long time, and then laughed stupidly.
"Huh...... Hehe...... Here, the Cui family is Wang Fa, don't blame me for sending you to prison, anyway, we are all going to die. β
"There must be a cause for death. I don't regret it, I'm just a soap, and I ask you, what does this water and fire stick mean. Chu Buregret said flatly.
Zhang Zhizhi is an unsmiling old official on weekdays, full of majesty. I don't know why today, maybe the future has been ruined, or maybe it is the extreme depression caused by the border war that I am about to face. After being stunned for a moment, he sat on the ground and talked to a subordinate about water and fire sticks.
"The punishment of majesty is divided into fire and water. Black is water, red is fire. Water and fire become sticks, which means that the law is like water and fire, and it is intolerable. β
"Okay, then I won't be merciful today!" Chu Buregret came to the top of his head with a buzzing stick.
Before the envoy could react, his brains scattered.