Chapter 123: Chen Ming

It turned out that he was Chen Ming, the only son of Master Chen. I have heard of it, www.biquge.info he is not a disciple of Confucianism?

"It seems that Confucianism is nothing more than that?"

"Poor Chen Ming Gongzi, gentle and elegant, a humble gentleman died like this?"

Pedestrians talked a lot and said everything. Some lamented the impermanence of life and death, some were unworthy of the dead, and some attacked Confucianism......

Ignoring the words of passers-by, he hurriedly sent one of his patrolmen to inform Long Xiangjun to collect the body.

He went to a nearby shop and bought brocade silk and paintbrushes, and began to paint on the spot. He is worthy of being born in a professional class, although he is a nobody, this person's head is painted vividly, if Li Shaobai is present, I am afraid he can't help but sigh that this is not a painting, but a photo.

Wu Chang held up the painted portrait, faced the crowd, and said loudly: "Everyone come and see, this is the thief who assassinated Chen Ming's son." ”

Passers-by stretched out their heads to take a closer look at the portrait.

"Captain Wu, are you mistaken?" said a girl, "how could such a handsome boy be a thief?"

"A beautiful woman, why be a thief. Confucian also sighed.

Others also voiced their own questions and exclamations.

Wu Chang said categorically: "Everyone, don't judge people by their appearance. I used my head as a guarantor, and he decided that he was the thief who assassinated Chen Ming's son. ”

Wu Chang raised his broken blade high again, and said, "You see this is the evidence, my saber has been broken. When I went to the roof just now, the thief tried to escape. I hurried to intercept it, but I didn't expect the enemy to be vicious, and when he saw me come up and take out the white bone magic whip, he attacked me, and the whip went straight to my vital point, wanting to kill me. Fortunately, I had some strength, so I was not killed by the thief, but the knife was broken in two by the thief. ”

"I see!" "Captain Wu, you've worked hard. "It's also fierce not to fight this handsome man. "Don't be a man!"

Only then did everyone understand that it was not easy for the patrol team to be people, and the thieves were not all fierce and vicious, and the word bad guy was written on their faces. Even if the word bad guy is written on his face, not everyone is literate. Even the handsome Langjun may also be a murderer.

Wu Chang beckoned a minion to come over, handed him the portrait, and told the minion to go to the painter to paint a hundred portraits of the people in this painting, and then take them back.

Something so big happened, and Chief Wu also knew that he couldn't bear it, and he had to find someone to take the blame, and Li Shaobai was the one who took the blame.

In less than a quarter of an hour, a team of ten people wearing silver armor and holding Xuantie Ge was about to arrive at the scene.

The ten-person squad of soldiers marched forward in unison, and the iron and blood aura came from the soldiers' bodies, converging into a whole, like a sharp sword, forcing pedestrians to take the initiative to give way.

The leader was a middle-aged man, and as soon as he arrived.

When his eyes saw the tragic death of the son, he pounced. He hugged Chen Ming and shouted, "Childe, why are you dead." ”

He got up and kicked the soapy dog leg with a click. The soap-clothed dog's legs flew out three feet in response, and with a bang, he fell heavily to the ground, tilted his head, stared wide-eyed, and died of bleeding from his seven orifices.

The man stared at the dog-legged corpse and said, "Useless things, the son is dead." What are you still doing?"

He turned his head and gritted his teeth, and asked coldly: "Who is it? Who killed my son-in-law? I will divide his five horses and break his bones." Even if he dies, I will take out his soul and torture him until his soul is scattered. ”

Captain Wu was frightened by this man, he hurriedly took out a portrait painting, and he said: "Master Jun, it's him! He is the murderer of your son." ”

The man grabbed the portrait in Captain Wu's hand, he stared at it, and memorized the portrait in his mind. With a single tear of his hands, the portrait was torn to pieces, and the fragments of the portrait fell on him like snowflakes.

"Very good! Dare to kill my son-in-law, I think you are sacred?" The man's face was pale, his hands were bruised, and his bones were rattling, obviously trying to control the resentment in his chest.

He asked the chief again, "Have you blocked the city gates?"

The chief of the army hesitated, and finally said helplessly: "I am just a small patrol captain, what qualifications do I have to block the city gate, this is the right of the city lord." ”

The man was furious and snapped, so he slapped Wu Chang twice. "No, no, no, it's a waste of my time to find a fight. ”

He turned around and gave the order, let one soldier go to greet the city lord, and let the other soldiers go to the city gates to give the order to seal and search the whole city.

He was ready to bury the young master's body back to the Long Xiang Army.

That's when the mutation happened. In the sky, a dark cloud obscured the bright moon, and the sky suddenly darkened.

A red meteor streaked across the sky, shining in the moonless night sky, and the meteor grew bigger and brighter.

The meteor released a red blazing light, and the intense blazing light forced everyone to cover their eyes.

"What's going on?" "Why can't I see at all?"

The meteor got closer and closer, falling directly on Chen Ming, who died tragically.

The man yelled: "Where did the demon come from? I want to borrow the corpse to return the soul." Look for death!"

The man turned on the soldier's fighting spirit and pulled out a three-foot long knife. Behind the man, the phantom of the White Tiger Divine Beast appeared, and the murderous aura was enough to make ordinary people frightened and crazy.

The red sword light carried blood, evil energy, and murderous aura, turning into a wonderful arc in the air, and slashed towards the red meteor.

Just as the sword light was about to slash the red meteor, the meteor emitted a strong blazing light, melting the red sword light like snow melting.

It's too late, it's too soon. At this moment, the bright light disappeared, and the red star crashed into Chen Ming's body.

When the man reacted, he could only shout: "No!"

Chen Ming was entered by Chixing, and with a bang, the eaves and darts in his body flew out, and he was forced out of his body by Chixing.

Then, the red star melted, Chen Ming's body was suspended in mid-air, and the blood and broken flesh on the ground flowed back into the wound. The fist-sized hole wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everyone was stunned by this scene, and the passers-by were stunned and didn't know what to say.

The wound on Chen Ming's body healed, and he fell.

Lying on the ground, Chen Ming reopened his eyes.

He looked at the group of people in ancient costumes around him in confusion, and said in a daze: "What's the matter? Didn't I get killed by a meteor? Why are there all the ancients around?"

Chen Ming was still confused, and the middle-aged man was holding a knife and suddenly put it on Chen Ming's neck.

"Demon, get out of my son-in-law's body. Otherwise, my Chen Cheng's big knife is not so easy to talk to. ”

Chen Ming was confused by him, he stood up without any scruples about the big knife on his neck, and said: "Uncle, which crew are you from? ”

As he spoke, Chen Ming also flicked the blade with his fingers, making a crisp impact sound.

"This is true, real knife!" Chen Ming stammered.

"Uncle, don't kill me. He was immediately frightened and quickly knelt down.

The man Chen Cheng shouted: "Demon, don't talk nonsense." Don't get out of my son-in-law yet. No, you're welcome!"

Chen Ming knelt on the ground and stammered, "Uncle, I really, really don't know what you're talking about?"

The man has no choice but to take him, after all, this body belongs to his own young master, and he doesn't dare to really destroy him.

The situation was so strangely deadlocked, but the onlookers were talking.

"Where did that red star go just now?" "It seems to have entered Chen Minggongzi's body. "I didn't expect Chen Minggongzi to be brought up by a demon. ”......

Chen Ming knelt on the ground and trembled, he looked at the antique buildings dozens of meters high around him, and listened to the discussion of the onlookers, and secretly said in his heart: "Did you really cross over?"

Chen Ming thought that he was probably the saddest traverser! He actually crossed in front of the public, and as soon as he crossed over, he was regarded by others as a demon who borrowed his corpse to return his soul, and he didn't know what his future was?

Chen Ming had an idea, and shouted in his heart: "Golden finger!"

A mechanical voice sounded in his heart, "The system is loading. ”

Chen Ming was overjoyed, now he was saved. I'm the protagonist, who am I afraid of, the system is in hand, and I have it in the world. Just put a knife on my neck and forced me to kneel to see if I would torture you to death.

Then the mechanical voice sounded again, "System loaded! Do you want to turn on the poetry system?"

"Open, open!" Chen Ming shouted in his heart.

"The poetry system is complete. The mechanical voice rang out again.

A spiritual light came into Chen Ming's mind, and he jumped up excitedly.

Chen Ming said in his mouth: "Mighty and unyielding!"

Chen Ming felt that he was arrogant, and a righteous voice was generated from the bottom of his heart. Haoran righteousness poured out of his heart, and forced the knife on his neck back.