"That's weird, where did the helpers come from?" Lian Chengbi whispered.

I didn't have time to answer, so I immediately turned around and rushed into the mourning hall.

The eight people who followed Teacher Shan were still there, and they knew from the uproar outside the door that things had changed, and they had quickly divided themselves and surrounded the ice coffin.

"Ladies and gentlemen, everyone has no grievances in the near future, and there is no need to kill each other face to face. Teacher Shan is dead, so you should also withdraw and never come back. I told them out loud.

The door to the mourning hall was open, and the gunmen in the high places had a wide line of sight and could shoot anyone here.

"Don't listen to him, whoever goes out will die, it's better to stay here and use the dead as a shield—" someone said viciously.

His thoughts were realistic, but unfortunately he didn't even hear a response from his companions, so he was shot in the forehead and fell down.

The remaining seven looked at each other, and all of them slowly retreated.

Lian Chengbi followed, raised his hand and shouted: "Everyone, leave the Nine Limit Nails, otherwise no one will be able to leave!"

She was more thoughtful than me, and took advantage of the Shan clan's low morale to surrender the other party's weapons, and then they no longer had the strength to make waves.

At first, the expressions of the seven were still unruly, but as soon as Lian Chengbi pointed to the dead corpses on the ground, the seven people fell into despair, and each took out a quadrangular pyramidal iron box from his arms.

"The Shan clan will be completely dispersed from today onwards, wash their hands in the golden basin, withdraw from the rivers and lakes, open the sea and the sky, and never see each other again. Seven men walked up to the offering table, raised the tin box above their heads with both hands, carefully placed it on the table, and repeated the words aloud.

Lian Chengbi watched coldly, carrying a spear in his hand, and did not let his guard down.

When the seven people of the Shan clan walked out of the mourning hall, Lian Chengbi breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally...... It's over, it's so dangerous, I didn't expect it to be so big, and it almost took everyone's lives. ”

In all fairness, she lost this battle because she was not prepared and ignored the ambitions of the Shan clan, which caused her to lose control of the situation.

I bent down to unlock the ice coffin and removed the lid a slit.

Jingguan Xiaowu was still lying peacefully, without any abnormality.

I don't regret agreeing to Teacher Shan to be stabbed by the Nine Limits on behalf of Jingguan Xiao Wu, she is dead, and the entanglement with this world is over, and she should not be disturbed again. I promised Zhang Quanzhong to take her out of the bloody and troubled times and protect her from safety. This time, I finally kept my promise and used my life to shield her from the storm.

"Sleep, senior, the years are quiet, everything is safe, after reincarnation, I hope that all you encounter is a blooming flower, and there will be no more enemies at night. I whispered.

In those troubled times, it is not easy to live, so I hope that everyone who dies innocently in troubled times, after the six reincarnations, can get the maximum compensation, become rich, happy, happy, and peaceful people, can live a hundred years old, and can enjoy peace.

"Tianshi, you are such a good person. If she knows under the Nine Springs, she will definitely thank you. Lian Chengbi said sincerely.

I smiled faintly, and was just about to close the lid of the coffin, when the light suddenly dimmed at the door of the mourning hall.

Lian Chengbi reacted very quickly, and immediately turned around and raised his gun, aiming at the person who appeared at the door of the mourning hall.

Surprisingly, the person standing there at this moment turned out to be Mr. Hu, who had long since left.

"Mr. Xia, you are a good person, I entrusted Xiao Wu to you back then, and I did nothing wrong. "Mr. Hu changed his image as an old and obscene citizen and strode towards me.

Don't look at his facial features, just look at his walking posture, I seem to see Zhang Quanzhong, the "No. 1 God Operator in Jiangbei" again.

"Mr. Xia, thank you very much. He held my hand tightly.

I smiled wryly and shook my head: "Should I call you Mr. Hu or Mr. Zhang?"

He laughed: "Tao Yuanming said that the countryside will not return, so I changed my name to Hu, which means to return one day." As you like, Mr. Hu, Mr. Zhang, whatever you want. ”

Lian Chengbi lowered his spear and thanked him in a low voice: "Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for saving your life just now." ”

Zhang Quanzhong shook his head: "It's not my credit to shoot Shan Qingcang alone, if it weren't for Mr. Xia who peeked at his golden bell cover door on the edge of life and death, I wouldn't have succeeded easily." The Zhang family and the Shan family are 800 years of feud, and the arithmetic ability of the two sides should be between the two sides, mutual restraint and mutual imprisonment. It's not easy to kill a Shan Qingcang, not to mention that I have to face the Nine Limit Nails of the Shan clan? Fortunately, Mr. Xia helped me solve today's dilemma. I used to disobey the old, but I can't accept the old, and today's thaumaturgical rivers and lakes are beyond the control of us old guys......"

I knew that when I caught a glimpse of the flaws in Teacher Shan's Baihui acupoint, Zhang Quanzhong must have invaded my mind with some kind of remote-controlled thaumaturgy, turning me into his eyeliner and mouthpiece, so that he could kill with one blow.

Teacher Shan deserves to die, because he has already violated the taboo of thaumaturgists, not only to insult the dead as a threat, but also to use unscrupulous means to persecute me who has nothing to do with this battle.

He wanted too much, and his greed was too much, far beyond the realm of a thaumaturgist, so he was killed.

"Let's refine her and bury her first. I said.

Zhang Quanzhong walked over, pushed open the lid of the coffin, and stared down at Jingguan Xiaowu.

The love between the two of them transcends time and space, with many twists and turns, and thousands of difficulties. Now, they have met, and if one dies, one dies in martyrdom, it will be the most perfect ending.

"You won't die, I said, you'll never die. Zhang Quanzhong said.

Lian Chengbi frowned, after all, Jingguan Xiaowu was dead, this is an indisputable fact.

The "resurrection of the dead" has also happened by chance, but that is extremely unlikely. Jingguan Xiaowu has been out of breath for more than a day and night, even if Da Luo Jinxian is present, I am afraid that he will still be unable to do anything.

"Xiao Wu, how long the life of heaven and earth is, how long our love exists. I will definitely be able to do what I promised you, because I am the 'No. 1 God Operator in Jiangbei'. I'll do everything so that you don't wait too long in the dark. Zhang Quanzhong said again.

To the ears of ordinary people, Zhang Quanzhong's words are very ridiculous, like an idiot's dream.

I looked up and looked at his silhouette.

His tone and demeanor were sad but not sad, and he didn't show excessive grief, as if Jingguan Xiaowu, who was lying in the ice coffin, was just asleep and would be able to wake up tomorrow morning.

"Mr. Zhang, are we going to ...... How can I help you next?" I asked.

"Find a car and deliver the ice coffin to No. 18 Back Street of Tongyuan Bureau. He said.

Before I could agree, Lian Chengbi had already rushed to answer: "Okay, I'll call right away, and the car will be there within five minutes." ”

Zhang Quanzhong nodded, looked at the iron box on the table again, and said in a low voice: "The Nine Limit Nails were sought by the Shan clan from the Peach Blossom Source of the Wuling Thaumaturgy Sect, and its greatest effect is to restrain my Zhang family's 'Big Dream Technique'. It's so powerful that if it's not used properly, it can backfire at it. Little sister, you are too ambitious, you have to be careful when using the Nine Limit Nails. ”

Lian Chengbi hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you seniors for reminding me, I ordered the people of the Shan clan to leave the Nine Limit Nails, but I don't want them to harm people everywhere." These thaumaturgical treasures will not be used by the younger generations, and will be sent back to Jinzhong to be secretly sealed. ”

"So very good, so very good. Zhang Quanzhong nodded and stopped talking.

Lian Chengbi went out to make a phone call, and only three minutes later, three modified imported station wagons drove outside the mourning hall.

Under the command of Lian Chengbi, the first car pulled the ice coffin, me, Lian Chengbi, and Zhang Quanzhong to leave first, while the rest of the cars and people quickly cleaned up the mourning hall and destroyed the evidence.

When the car drove out of the funeral home, I saw that the people in the security room were chatting with their heads down, pretending not to see me, which must have been bought in advance by Lianchengbi.

Lian Chengbi turned to look behind him and couldn't help but sigh.

There is a proverb in old Jinan: people are not as good as the sky, and the sky is not as good as the earth.

Both man-made and celestial calculations belong to the category of "calculation", which is to forcibly change the direction of things by external forces, while "earth rotation" refers to the operation of nature.

In the face of nature, no amount of elaborate calculations is invincible.

Before entering the funeral home, Lian Chengbi thought that he had arranged a sophisticated plan that would allow him to control the situation with the help of a spear as long as he climbed to the fifth floor. In fact, on the battlefield of thaumaturgy, change is eternal, and no single force can always prevail.

I reached out and put my hand on the back of my hand.

Her layout in this way is also to let Zhang Quanzhong, Jingguan Xiaowu, and Teacher Shan have their own happy endings, and the starting point is originally good. In other words, it is also to make my heart feel at ease, and to put a bright tail on my illusion of the Iron Ancestral Hall.

"I'm ashamed. Lian Chengbi bowed his head.

"There is no victorious general in the world, and you have not lost this battle. I comforted her.

"Thank you Tianshi, I've obviously been defeated. Unfortunately, I don't know where I lost. Before Mr. Shan comes to the hospital, I have checked his five-generation family tree from the population system to make sure that he is not harmful to you. Despite this, it almost caused you to hit the Nine Limit Nail. Tianshi, fortunately, the ending was reversed, otherwise I would have died in the city. She replied abruptly, tears welling up in her eyes.

I was silent, my hands on the back of her hand, not knowing how to comfort her.

In the realm of thaumaturgy, I, Lianchengbi, and even more are too young to see through the layers of danger.

The "strangeness" of thaumaturgy lies in the fact that it is full of all kinds of unbelievable tricks, unpredictable and unpredictable.

In my opinion, thaumaturgy is like a prehistoric river that sneaks underground, dark and ghostly, with a thousand twists and turns, ups and downs, and different rapids. Anyone who is in such a "river" will lose their way and risk dying on the rocks every second.

How easy is it to be king in such troubled times, chaotic situations, and chaotic wars?

"Senior, you didn't use a spear when you shot Teacher Shan?" asked Lian Chengbi later.

Zhang Quanzhong shook his head: "The Tao Te Ching says, if there is no thick entry, why do you need the help of a spear? As long as you find the flaws of the enemy, even if it is just a boy bending a bow and a shepherd boy raising a flute, it is enough to kill him instantly." I only use the basic methods in Tianyantong and Tianxintong, and as for missile killing, that's Mr. Xia's credit. ”

I was silent, when the bullet pierced Mr. Shan's Baihui acupoint, I only saw the bullet hole on the top of his head, but I didn't find the trajectory of the bullet's flight.

Even if Lian Chengbi found that there was a shooter on the fifth floor, it was only "induction" and calculation, and it was impossible to detect the bullets flying in the air with the naked eye.