"The king of Xining has come to this—"

With this shout, outside Lujia Town, in the snow, a big chariot slowly came, and the chariot was covered with a three-color canopy, which was much higher than the formation of Huaiyang Hou.

The princes of Qi Liang are second only to His Majesty in status.

And in the north, the most powerful is the king of Xining.

Getting down from the chariot was a tall and thin middle-aged man, who seemed to be fighting for a long time, and the king of Xining had a murderous aura on his cheeks, despite his high position, he still wore a Beigu Su knife on his waist, and his black clothes were cold.

Even though he is the largest vassal king in the northern territory of Qiliang, this time the Lujia Town negotiation ...... What he wants to receive is the owner of the countless snow-capped mountains in the vast Western Regions.

Therefore, even if you are as noble as him, you must bow down at the entrance of the town to show respect and respect.

It was only after getting out of the chariot that the king of Xining smelled a smell of blood.

The King of Xining frowned, there is no doubt that this is the smell of human blood, there are dead people in Lujia Town, and the direction of blood should be pointing to the City Lord's Mansion.

There was a death in the castle lord's mansion.

Judging from the degree of blood and qi, such a heavy snow can't hide the smell, and it should be that many people have died, and they have just died.

"Let's go. ”

He let out a low voice, his face was gloomy, he waved his sleeves to pat away the heavy snow in front of him, and hurried towards the City Lord's Mansion.

The more he moved forward, the more ugly King Xining's face became.

What's going on, why is the flesh so heavy......

How many people died?

Did the demon clan kill people in the City Lord's Mansion?

What happened to the City Lord's Mansion before he came?

The king of Xining walked in the snowy night, his black coat fluttered wildly, he silently pressed the long knife on his waist, and finally stopped at the gate of the city lord's mansion, lowered his head, and watched the winding blood flow, flowing through the open space of the city lord's mansion, flowing to the threshold, and finally converging to the snow under his feet.

King Xining's face was complicated.

There were many mixed emotions in his eyes.

The King of Xining was silent for a long time, then slowly raised his head and saw the man who had just pushed the door out and was standing in the center of the open space of the City Lord's Mansion at this moment.

Gu Shengcheng didn't put on that black heavy robe.

He carried his hands behind his back, his demeanor was calm, his long hair was tied up, coiled behind his head, and he looked at that delicate and young appearance, which was no different from the scholars of the Northern Wei Dynasty of Qiliang.

The demonic aura on his body makes people's hearts palpitate.

The King of Xining knew that the envoy who came to negotiate in the Western Regions had amazing combat effectiveness, and he was afraid that he would be able to suppress all the armor soldiers closest to Lujia Town in the north, and he would not be able to stop the new lord of the Western Regions from returning to Bachi Mountain with the mission.

Gu Shengcheng alone can kill through a series of long lines of Fengsui.

"I don't understand ......"

King Xining's voice trembled a little.

This voice contains many complex emotions, including incomprehension, doubts, and sorrows.

And anger.

He saw that the Marquis of Huaiyang, who was nailed to the wall of the City Lord's Mansion in Lujia Town by two demon swords, had already bled to death, and the attendants and servants that the Marquis Huaiyang brought with him all fell to the ground, which was the origin of the winding bloodstains.

King Xining didn't believe that Gu Shengcheng was such a stupid person.

Since Gu Shengcheng came with the idea of peace, he could naturally guess the meaning of Lanling City.

The mission had already set off from Lanling City.

The Western Regions Mission in Lujia Town only needs to wait.

Could it be that even these times ...... Can't wait?

King Xining closed his eyes, took a deep breath repeatedly, and finally gritted his teeth word by word and said, "Gu Shengcheng, you have to give Qi Liang an explanation." ”

......

......

It had been a few hours since the mission from Lanling City had departed.

Most of the members of this mission are the unsuccessful heirs of some northern princes, who participated in the New Year's Eve party in Lanling City on behalf of their fathers to meet His Majesty to show their loyalty and sincerity.

It's the rule, and it's always been that way.

His Highness is not in the Mission.

He sat on a tall black horse, and after leaving Lanling City, he broke away from the mission and rode alongside another black horse.

The black horse under Xiao Chongding's seat is a rare "red blood", but the whole body is pitch black, like night like ink, running hooves like thunder, like a black lightning in the snowy night, and the black horse next to him is obviously shorter in stature.

The owner of the black horse was obviously a head shorter than His Highness, who was burly in stature.

It was a delicate woman, originally wide in layman's clothes, in the sound of the horse's hooves running against the wind, filled with the wind, and then part of it clinged to the body, showing a slender and proud curve, her waist, hung scattered many bags, some of the handwriting has long been blurred and unclear, some are as clear as the pen has just been put down, blooming ink flowers in the wind.

"Little brother wants to see you again. ”

Yi Xiao'an's voice dispersed as soon as he came out in the wind.

She squinted, and leaned down against her horse, so that only the back of her wide lay robe was filled with the wind, and it looked bloated and swollen.

The body was bumpy, and the two strands of long hair on the sideburns were constantly fluttering together.

The road from Lanling City to Yangguan Valley is indeed not easy to walk.

It was a snowy night, Yi Xiao'an's road was the official road of Juanzhou, and the horse under her crotch was just an ordinary dark horse, but at the moment, it was a little faster than Xiao Chongding.

Xiao Chongding's complexion is not very good-looking.

He said in a cold voice, "What's wrong with your little brother's body?"

Yi Xiaoan shook his head and said, "I don't know...... He was not in good health a while ago, saying that his qi and blood were uncomfortable, and his heart knot was difficult to solve. ”

There was no hint of urgency in her tone, just a very blank statement of a few things.

His Highness took a deep breath.

He looked at the snow falling in the distance, and in the dark night of Yangguan Valley, the white outline of the Great Banyan Temple gradually appeared.

In the prayer ceremony of Lanling City, the delegation from the Great Banyan Temple was considered to have completed the basic task after praying for Qi Liang and offering gifts to His Royal Highness.

After His Royal Highness received the order to return to Beigusu Road to guard the town and convey the news of the mission by the way, he left Lanling City overnight.

Yi Xiaoan casually found a horse, caught up with Xiao Chongding's mission, and conveyed this meaning.

So Xiao Chongding left the mission that rushed to Beigusu Road and decided to go to the Big Banyan Temple first to see the bluestone.

His Highness really can't figure it out.

Bluestone is the prison of the Great Banyan Temple.

It is the five demons of the world.

He has the body of Donkey Kong, and many magical powers of Buddhism, he never kills, and he will not be riddled with karma, so why is he in poor health?

When he arrived at the Great Banyan Temple, Xiao Chongding turned over and dismounted, and the entrance of the Great Banyan Temple suddenly opened, and the wind and snow poured down, pushing him to stumble into the Buddhist Temple.

Strong winds blow back the neck.

His Royal Highness suddenly took a breath of cold air, looked around, only to feel that the temple was much colder than the snowy day outside, at this time it was past midnight, the lights in the Great Banyan Temple were bright, many candles flickered in the Buddha hall, and the sound of chanting was brilliant endlessly.

It is obviously a holy place of Buddhism, but it makes people shudder.

It's weird.

His Royal Highness heard the door behind him slam shut, isolating Yi Xiao'an from himself.

The monks in the Great Banyan Temple all went to Lanling City to pray, pray for Qi Liang, and chant for His Royal Highness.

There was only one person in the temple.

Bluestone is one person.

This brilliant chanting voice, and the many figures shuttling back and forth in the hall, how could it be that only one person came from?

Xiao Chongding suddenly thought of something important.

At the beginning of the year, Qingshi prayed for Qi Liang, consumed a whole drop of Bodhisattva blood in the eyebrows, and cultivated to retreat, so as to ask for the safe return of the second brother.

Buddhist monks, even if they are as profound as the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva, or if they are arhats, if they want to go against the sky, they will have to pay a heavier price than ordinary cultivators.

Such a price, ordinary people have no way of knowing, there are some records in the ancient Buddhist scriptures.

The fate of disobedience is the so-called "ominous".

No one knows what the ominous is.

Presumably, the strange scene in front of you is ominous.

Xiao Chongding asked himself if his knowledge was not as good as his second brother Xiao Buyi, and even less than His Royal Highness, when he encountered such a strange and unpredictable scene, there was really nowhere to distinguish the source, he was a soldier who killed God, met God and killed God, met a ghost and killed a ghost, never believed in the so-called ominous, and stepped on the snow in all directions, carrying the wind in the sky, and went straight into the Buddha hall.

The candles in the main hall were extinguished in an instant, and all the white candles were extinguished in a single breath.

Xiao Chongding's eyes widened, it was still dark in front of him, and on the back of his neck, there seemed to be a woman gently snorting in his earlobe and smiling.

Turn away.

A miserable white woman's smiling face was directly in front of her.

Not even a millimeter away, just straight and sticky.

The fire in the hall rose again, with a bang, the candle flame was rekindled, and the scarlet blood and tears overflowed from the inner core of the white grease, and the wind shook the hall, like a ghost door descending.

The string in Xiao Chongding's mind trembled.

Aoishi is the Bodhisattva of the King of Jizo.

He turned around with difficulty, and sure enough, he saw countless unjust souls, fighting bulls and snakes in this hall, hitting the invisible prohibition between the temple pillars and the heavy snow, so he screamed desolationly, turned into black smoke and dispersed, and crashed into the hall, and finally reunited his body, full of resentment, and shouted wildly.

Like ...... I saw the old man who had been resentful for a long time, but only separated by a wall.

So I can't wait to break through the confinement.

One of them whispered a word.

"Shhhh ”

Xiao Chongding looked at the smiling face of the miserable white woman in front of him, and slammed it through in front of him, but was grabbed by a hand and crushed it.

At the center of the eyebrows of the person who stretched out his hand, the Buddha's light was faint, and several divine souls rotated, looking desolate to the extreme, dozens of ghosts passed through his armpits, and the smiling face of the woman who posted himself before was one of the many ghosts.

It's bluestone.

The more the ghost seemed to penetrate his body, the paler Blueshi's cheeks became.

Qingshi's eyebrows opened a vertical eye.

In the eyes that should have been Buddha's light, a scarlet pupil turned in the bones.

He had been in retreat in the temple, and he had not told anyone about his condition, only that he was ill.

No one ever knew that his "physical illness" had reached such a serious level.

"It's not as serious as you think...... Qingshi stared at His Highness, and said weakly: "It's just that Tantuo's unjust soul can't be contained, but don't worry, 'they' can't get out......"

"As you can see, these ...... It's 'ominous'. ”

Qingshi coughed a few times, he held Xiao Chongding's shoulders with both hands, and at this moment, there were still countless ghosts, like a heavy hammer chiseled on him, his body trembled, and he said word by word: "But the cause of this 'ominous' is by no means what you think......"

"I'm going to tell you one thing next, Your Highness, this is the cause of 'ominous'......" Qingshi gritted his teeth and said: "I should have told Yi Xiao about this matter, but I couldn't tell him." ”

"Because anyone in this world who knows will be as 'ominous' as I am!"

"I release the ten thousand ghosts in the soul of Tantuo Bodhisattva, which is equivalent to shielding the heavenly machine......"

He looked around, his strength was about to disappear, and he said very seriously: "These secrets, I can't speak, I will ...... Hidden in the 'Buddha card' for you. ”

"Your Highness, when you are gone, I will erase your memory and choose to forget about it. ”

Qingshi lightly recited a sin, and slowly stretched out a finger and pointed it at the center of Xiao Chongding's eyebrows.

The amulet card shines brightly.

Ten thousand ghosts roared.

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