Chapter Twenty-Eight: Cultivating Evil Skills in Advance, Jiang Jinshuang was speechless and ready to go
Basilica.
Jiang Jinshuang stared out the window quietly, the green silk danced in the wind, and her thrilling face was so beautiful that there was no expression at all.
"Will this be listened to Feng Yin?" She said.
Siqin tried to hold back a laugh.
His Highness was also devastated.
The spring thunder began to sound seventeen, and the nineteen-year-old congenital finger Xuanjing, the real proud daughter of the sky.
But in front of Childe, there seems to be a gap.
"Your Highness, do you want to learn?" Gu Ping'an asked with a smile.
"This palace has self-knowledge, not to mention that it is necessary to overturn and rebuild the Tongxuan Inner Jingjing, just the comprehension deduction of this level, this palace is powerless to surpass."
Jiang Jinshuang walked to him as she spoke, her expression gradually becoming solemn:
"On the day of the sacrificial ceremony, you should go to the Lishan Emperor's Mausoleum with the main palace, or stay in the library for a whole day."
"Even if there is a nine-in-ten chance of winning, this palace is worried that you are in danger!"
Gu Ping'an said softly:
"If the Great Cadre forces didn't kill me at the right time, would they just give up and leave with hatred? The poisonous snake is entrenched on the side, and it is uncomfortable every day after that. ”
"If it's a certain figure in Chaoge City, can we find melons and fruits along the vines? Whoever can't bear it first, this kind of person is often the least threatening. ”
Jiang Jinshuang didn't say a word, and her delicate eyebrows didn't stretch.
Gu Ping'an comforted her, "It's not enough for the master of the Lanyue Sect to be in charge, then let's invite the Baimei Daoist who rides the scalper upside down." ”
"Huh?" Siqin was curious.
"The flying pigeon passed the book, I owe him a favor." Gu Ping'an calmly said:
"Others will definitely scoff at it, but the Taoist knows very well that when I enter the Finger Xuan Realm, I have the ability to improve the deficiencies of the Innate Dao Sutra, and in terms of Taoism, this favor is not low."
"I'm bothering him to bring a few more people, and when he enters the city, he will take the carriage of the princess's mansion with a hidden gas machine, and the city gate will not be checked."
Jiang Jinshuang tugged at the corners of her lips, most of her worries were gone, and she reminded:
"It's hard to repay the debt of favors."
Gu Ping'an's words:
"If there are frequent human contacts, the relationship will be a little closer, and I am very good at improving the Taoist scriptures."
Si Qin pouted, Childe was proud now, but she was also proud.
The perfect conspiracy is first and foremost a scheming.
If there really is an assassin, you are already dead at this moment, nothing more than three days later to be buried!
"I also have selfish intentions."
Gu Ping'an said suddenly.
"What?" Jiang Jinshuang was puzzled.
"I'm going to find this evil skill, deduce an evil trick, and when the assassin dies, I will directly refine the qi and blood internal power stored in the corpse."
Gu Ping'an's tone was understated, as if everything was taken for granted.
Jiang Jinshuang was stunned, staring at him without blinking.
Siqin's mouth opened wide.
For a time the palace was exceptionally quiet.
Thinking that they were worried, Gu Ping'an smiled:
"It doesn't matter, I have absolute control over myself, don't say go crazy, but I can extinguish any signs that breed at any time."
"It's not ......" Jiang Jinshuang was speechless, but her eyes were full of smiles.
Since the death of her mother, she feels that life is boring, cold and colorless, but now she has met such interesting people.
Siqin was stunned.
The body has not yet arrived, and the body has been disposed of?
"There is also Zhenwu Division, Xu Qianhu is the secret chess of the princess's mansion." Gu Ping'an mentioned a person's name for no reason.
For the sacrificial ceremony, there are few yamen in the imperial court who will not accompany them, and one of them is the Zhenwu Division, who is responsible for maintaining the safety of the city.
As for the distribution of the Princess's Mansion dark chess, he naturally knows it well.
Jiang Jinshuang is thorough:
"Let him be on duty, lead the team to finish, and pick up the credit for nothing!"
"Your Highness is too smart." Siqin praised in time.
Jiang Jinshuang raised her chin slightly, trying to make her smile light.
Gu Ping'an was silent for a while, but still said euphemistically:
"Then the dark chess appeared, and many forces would be suspicious afterwards, why did Xu Qianhu make meritorious contributions? Adhering to the mind that he would rather kill by mistake than let go, he will definitely die quietly. ”
"Last time, he came to a secret letter, saying that Zhenwu Si Qiu Qianhu had a lot of constraints on his actions, and he controlled the position of the file archives."
"The night before the imperial mausoleum sacrifice, I will write to Xu Qianhu and teach him how to make the surname Qiu on duty."
"As soon as the Qiu family died, it was much easier for Xu Qianhu to do things."
After the words fell, Jiang Jinshuang pondered, stared at him and said seriously:
"It's a blessing to have you here."
Si Qin's eyes could not hide his admiration.
In the heart of the assassin, Childe will definitely die, right?
But what Childe is thinking about is how to grab more benefits!
……
The weather was slightly cool, and the rain and fog lingered.
Someone pushed open half of the window and looked down condescendingly on the noisy street, his eyes always fixed on the carriage.
The carriage was getting farther away, and Pei Baohu closed the window.
A group of black-clothed people in the room looked solemn and silent.
"That's right, Chaoge City is a humiliation that I can't wash away in my life, but as long as I can regain military power and win glory on the battlefield, the world will praise me for being brave and heroic."
"But Gu Ping'an will not die, I will always be nailed to the pillar of shame in history!"
"Including Cui Che, the abuse of public opinion has almost destroyed a young man who is full of wealth and is determined to serve the country, a humble pariah, how can he be compared with the son of the Cui family of Qinghe?"
"Gentlemen, act in three days!"
Pei Baohu's voice was low, and his expression was as dark as rusty iron.
All the people present were Pei Cui's own people, and they didn't need to mobilize at all, and they all showed murderous intentions.
Pei Baohu walked quickly to the front of the case, signaled everyone to gather, and then pointed to the map of Chaoge City, and said coldly:
"This is the only way for traitors, two peaks of transformation one person guards an alley, blocking the masters who may come to the rescue with their lives, and eight people guard the patrol houses of the two town martial arts divisions, even if an ant wants to crawl over, it will trample me to death, and no insignificant force can penetrate in."
"The rest of the people squatted with me to guard this teahouse, and as soon as they saw the traitor, they immediately flocked to him, and there must be a protector by his side, and he must kill the traitor first if he is wounded."
"If he doesn't come out of the princess's mansion behind closed doors, the above will be invalidated, and he will be killed directly in the mansion, and on the day of the sacrifice ceremony, Queen Li's former ministers will definitely be in Lishan Fuling."
"General Pei." Someone intercepted his words and whispered:
"What if he's been in the library?"
The atmosphere was tense in an instant.
Everyone looked at each other, emotionally depressed.
That's right, this is Gu Ping'an's only way to live.
Even if ninety percent of the giants went to the Imperial Tomb, they would not dare to break in, and there were two pillar-level existences on the seventh floor!
"For half a month, he never stayed overnight in the library, was it that day?"
Pei Baohu quickly vetoed it, and said sonorously:
"If you don't bring back the head of the traitor, you will never return to the court."
"Don't talk about selfishness, those who are ministers will share their worries for the king!"
"Your Majesty is waiting for good news, and vows to present the head to Your Majesty, in exchange for Longyan Dayue, in exchange for me and Cui Xian's nephew have a smooth career."
Everyone bowed their heads.
If you don't seize the day of the sacrifice ceremony, it will be even more difficult to assassinate again.
In normal times, as long as the protector delays even half a cup of tea time, masters from all directions will gather.
"After this is done, let's flee through this gate." Pei Baohu pointed to the map again, obviously the plan was extremely meticulous, and the victory was in hand:
"I have already arranged for some merchants to transport timber, and at that time, there will be a disturbance to attract the attention of the soldiers at the city gate, let's force our way out!"
"Whoa!" The people obeyed.
Pei Baohu sneered and slowly spit out four words:
"Kill the turtle in the urn!"
……
A damp and dim grain and oil shop, with a light as low as a bean.
An old gentleman came in with a limp, and he looked at the hooked nose standing straight, and repeatedly admonished:
"After three days, first observe the team of the princess's mansion, if there are any old things, but if there are more than two, cancel the operation immediately."
"Why?" The hooked nose is puzzling.
The old gentleman twisted his goatee and asked rhetorically:
"It means that Gu Ping'an is aware of the crisis, otherwise a few old things won't go to worship Queen Li?"
"How is that possible?" The hooknose is incredible.
He didn't believe that the other party's mind was so terrifying, after all, since he entered Shu, he had not been targeted by anyone, and he was completely in a peaceful environment, as if he had walked a long way on a flat road, and would suddenly avoid the gravel falling from the sky?
The old gentleman's expression was serious:
"Remember, if there are no fewer people in the team, act immediately and leave no traces."
……
The third floor of the library building.
Gu Ping'an flipped through the scrolls casually, some of the evil skills were simply shocking, and he didn't even have the idea of trying.
Until the secret book at the bottom of the bookshelf, Gu Ping'an glanced at the book basket and took the bamboo slip next to it by the way.
That's it.
"Blood-stained Spring and Autumn Plain Thousands of Miles"!
A very meaningful exercise name.
Gu Ping'an sat in the quiet room, carefully reading the bamboo slips, which recorded characters from five hundred years ago.
[In the troubled times of the Spring and Autumn Period, Chen Bing came from a poor family, was gifted and intelligent since he was a child, and studied hard, and was ready to enter the office at the age of twenty-seven.
At that time, there was no imperial examination, and the gate valve controlled the selection of materials, and it was really a heavenly constitution, and a word decided the fate of the common people.
The Sima clan of the state and county wang clan served as the Zhongzheng judge, and Chen Bing happened to be infected with a cold that day, and he just couldn't restrain his cough a few times.
"Virtue is corrupted, and inferior is inferior."
Evaluation from Sima Wang.
The lowest level is tantamount to a coffin closure.
worked hard for more than 20 years, but in the end he didn't even have the qualifications to be a small official.
Chen Bing returned to his hometown in despair, the wealthy gentry got the news, and they devoured the fertile land even more unscrupulously, and the evil neighbors did not know how to restrain themselves, and their parents were beaten to death by sticks, and Chen Bing went crazy under grief.
Fortunately, he opened his pulse early, although it was only in the realm of qi and blood, he sealed himself thirty-six points overnight, and took the initiative to let the meridians reverse, forming a vortex in his body that could absorb the true qi of external qi and blood.
"My day is far away, so I go against the grain, wading through the rugged road, blood stained spring and autumn thousands of miles, laughing and the wind is like snow!"
It's a pity that Chen Bing didn't come out of the night after all, and died in Sima's Manor in the Mortal Realm. 】
Gu Ping'an put down the bamboo slip and sighed:
"With a history of five hundred years, the Sima Junwang family has made the right bet in every decision, and has become one of the top gate valves in the holy land of Zhongnan Mountain."
Maybe it was a similar experience, but more because of the potential of this sorcery.
He only read the trick once, and he noticed that there were no less than ten flaws and crooked paths, and the operation of qi and blood in the trick points was completely in line with the normal exercises, but it was contrary to the strange act of reversing the whirlpool of evil skills.
If the deduction is perfect, the power will increase by more than five times.
Gu Ping'an closed his eyes and recuperated, and when he closed his eyes, he spoke softly, as if he was saying to himself, more like an oath.
"I will climb over that mountain and stand under the thousand-year-old plaque of the Sima clan, they will definitely hear your story, a long, long time ago, there was a poor scholar named Chen Bing, who created a practice called the blood-stained Spring and Autumn Ping Qianli, and asked the monarchs for justice."
……
Three days passed quietly.
Approaching noon, Gu Ping'an walked out of the warm pavilion.
He raised his palm, and as long as he drove the reverse vortex in his body, three tiny red dots appeared in his palm, corresponding to the location of Shaohai Acupoint, Shenmen Acupoint, and Laogong Acupoint.
"How much can you suck?" Gu Ping'an couldn't wait to try.
Others' "pool" of qi and blood, it is enough to refine "one glance", stored in the reverse whirlpool, and surprise when engaging the enemy.
Especially listening to Feng Yin, he smashed his own qi and blood exhaustion with one punch, but the whirlpool qi and blood surged.
This is the greatest value of evil arts, assisted and listened to the phoenix's chant, as long as the stored qi and blood are enough, punch after punch, the power can be imagined.
And the deduction has been improved, the spell casting method is very simple, there is no need to touch the corpse, and you can absorb the leaked qi and blood by raising your palm at will a few steps away.
"Childe."
Siqin stood in the corridor of the temple and said in a low voice:
"Your Highness has paid homage to the Mausoleum."
"Hmm." Gu Ping'an looked at her for a long time, then asked with a smile:
"You're nervous?"
"A little." Siqin gestured.
"It's good to be normal, in case I'm wrong." Gu Ping'an strode into a meteor.
"Definitely not." Si Qin followed suit.