Chapter 167: Take it
Lonely Sky Temple, armor like clouds.
Chu Zhizhou came to find a stinky monk, but he was by no means alone, or only brought a few personal guards. This time is different from the past, Chu Sanlang has just been killed, if someone comes to kill him Chu Zhizhou, it will not be unexpected at all. Therefore, when he traveled, he brought three hundred soldiers and armor, and surrounded him to the Guyun Temple.
When I arrived at the Guyun Temple, the armor was scattered, surrounding this temple to the point where the water was impassable, with swords, guns, swords, halberds, and cold light bursting out.
These armors are all elite, all of them are sturdy, and they are all stained with their lives. Among them, in addition to the vigorous blood qi, there is also a sinister aura.
There are more people, and the two breaths are even more powerful, faintly pressing in mid-air.
Seeing this, there were people on the periphery, all of whom hid far away, hid and peeked, thinking that the stinky monk had committed something.
Chu Zhizhou walked into the temple with ten personal guards, and saw the stinky monk standing at the inner door, as if welcoming them.
Enter the inner courtyard and sit.
Chu Zhizhou spoke: "The master is a master in the world, you should know about the murder of the little nephew, right?"
The stinky monk nodded.
Chu Zhizhou's eyes were shining, and he got straight to the point: "Lord Ben came to find the master, and asked the master to give an answer." ”
The stinky monk showed a wry smile on his face, and said, "My lord, the poor monk has no answer in his heart. ”
Chu Zhizhou Huo Erqi: "Then you have been to the scene and seen it, what should you know?"
The stinky monk sighed: "There are gods three feet above the head, and there are flying swords to behead." ”
"Flying swords?"
Chu Zhizhou raised his eyebrows, he was well-read, and he had come into contact with such a term in some strange novels, and he vaguely knew that it was some kind of magic weapon, and he could take the enemy's head thousands of miles away, which was very magical.
But novels are novels, rumors are rumors, and Chu Zhizhou has never really taken it seriously. After years of clinker, a flying sword appeared out of thin air and cut off his son's head.
When such a mysterious thing happened to one's own family members in a bloody way, this time, if you don't believe it, you have to believe it.
"Master, are you saying that someone used a flying sword to kill the old man and nephew?"
The stinky monk said: "Not bad. ”
Chu Zhizhou frowned and asked, "Why?"
The stinky monk smiled even more: "This is what I can't figure out, how could Prince Chu be a mortal, how could he provoke a flying sword to take his life?" ”
Generally speaking, a warlock who can practice and possess a flying sword must be not shallow in his own cultivation, enough to become a master in the world.
How could such a person fly with a sword and kill Chu Sanlang for no reason?
If you say that it is a whim, it is nonsense, so there must be an ulterior deep reason for it.
The stinky monk thought for a while and said, "Lord Chu, according to the poor monk, this matter is very strange!"
Chu Zhizhou almost spurted out another mouthful of old blood, all in such a situation, the fool knew that there was something strange, and said at the moment: "Master, old man, please think about it carefully, there must be clues left." ”
The stinky monk sighed: "The flying sword is decapitated, it comes and goes without a trace, and the person is either in the city, or somewhere thousands of miles away, where can I find it?"
I thought: In Jizhou City, the big city god was born in Shushan, and his flying sword skills are the most mysterious, so he is a suspect. But I can think of it with my toes, it can't be his hand.
As a city god in a state, he is bound by the jade talisman's edict, so he can't wantonly disturb the people, let alone kill people. Especially killing this blood relative of Zhizhou, which is still a big deal.
Chu Zhizhou's disappointment was undisguised: "Master, is there really no flaw?"
The stinky monk thought for a while and asked, "Has Gongzi Chu offended people recently?"
You must know that there are many causes and effects in the world, and there must be causes and effects.
Chu Zhizhou coughed dryly: "The little nephew has been pampered since he was a child, and it is inevitable that his personality is a little domineering. But he just likes to ride horses in the city and gallop back and forth. ”
Indeed, these bad deeds are really not a big deal for him. In the whole world, I don't know how much, and bullying men and women has happened repeatedly. In comparison, Chu Sanlang's behavior is light.
Therefore, Chu Zhizhou has only turned a blind eye to Chu Sanlang all along, and has never disciplined Chu Saburo in the real sense.
The stinky monk asked, "That's all?"
Chu Zhizhou was immediately displeased: "Master, why do you need to hide what Lord Ben says?"
The stinky monk hurriedly said: "Don't dare...... But then again, Prince Chu only operates in the city, and it stands to reason that it is impossible to offend and provoke the warlock...... Alas, the poor monk really can't imagine it. ”
Even if Chu Saburo made trouble, he was arrogant and arrogant, and offended many people. But those are all flat-headed people, unarmed, and they don't have the courage to kill, how can they kill Chu Sanlang?
Could it be that some warlocks are not used to seeing it because of this, and they are chivalrous and righteous to resentment the common people?
In an instant, the stinky monk thought of this possibility, and the more he thought about it, the more likely it became. Thinking about the previous incident of beheading the horse, it can be regarded as a warning - but after Chu Saburo was cured by himself, his bad deeds did not change, and he rode out again, which led to the disaster of killing!
That's right, that's right.
His thinking was further expanded, and he could even set the scope smaller: Could it be his hand? The first sword in Shushan, he has always been temperamental and willful, and that sword flew in, and it really had a bit of his demeanor.
Thinking of this, the stinky monk has a lot of affection: he has been famous for 30 years, but he can't see it once, and he regrets it very much...... Chu Zhizhou observed his words and suddenly asked, "Does the master have a clue?"
Hearing this, the stinky monk said: "I can't think of it." "Of course, I feel that my guess is very reasonable, eight or nine points are close, but how can such words tell Chu Zhizhou.
Chu Zhizhou suddenly became irritable: "How can this be reasonable? In broad daylight, how can you let you wait for murder? Do you want to kill Lord Ben too!"
The stinky monk said: "Adults have official spirit to protect themselves, but they are fearless." ”
Chu Zhizhou's eyes narrowed, stared at him burningly, and suddenly said: "The master's origin is fluctuating, but it is also strange, it is better to follow Master Ben back to the mansion." ”
He is in a lot of noise at the moment, the grass and trees are all soldiers, and he has nowhere to vent his anger, and he actually suspects the stinky monk.
Originally, the appearance of this monk was mysterious, and the timing was sensitive, so he had to doubt it. The most important thing is that it was Chu Zhizhou's son who died this time!
When the stinky monk heard this, his mind was exquisite, and he suddenly understood, and said, "The adult suspects the poor monk?"
Chu Zhizhou said awe-inspiringly: "Yes, when the facts are not clear, the master should go to the government to be interrogated." Left and right, please come out of the temple!"
As he spoke, he took a few steps back.
Sonor!
The guard suddenly unsheathed his sword and strode forward.
The stinky monk turned a blind eye, and sighed: "It's really fate, it's against the sky, it's a pity!"
At this time, Chu Zhizhou listened to his words and ordered: "Don't take it left and right!"
(To be continued)