The golden crow fell and rose, and in the early morning, Sikong Zhan finished his cultivation, thinking about what he was going to do today, Wu Mu's suicide note, Xu Xian was going to come to an end here, maybe it was time for him to leave Hangzhou.

Well, it's a pleasure to cooperate with Daoji, and it should be said that Li Xuanji, who is setting up a stall outside the Jinniu Temple, should also say that it is not the style of saying goodbye.

Sikong Zhanxing rushed to the Jinniu Temple, intending to reminisce about the old relationship with Li Xuanji, but unfortunately he pounced, people didn't know when they had already changed places, and they were poured a basin of cold water on their heads full of blood, not to mention how depressed they were.

Come while you're in a hurry, and come home in a disgrace.

Could it be that when he is leaving, he really wants to go to the vegetable market? Sikong Zhan is bored with nonsense, not to mention, he really wants to go, he has never seen it since he was a child.

Less than three o'clock in the afternoon, the entrance of the vegetable market was already surrounded by people, and when Sikong Zhan felt it slowly, he was really startled, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart about the popularity of the Su family.

In fact, the entrance of the vegetable market is not gloomy, and there are no rumors of unjust souls asking for their lives, when the general government executes the death penalty, why should the hour be set at three o'clock in the afternoon, is it precisely because the sun is at the head at this moment, it is the most yang time of the day, and the prisoner is directly reincarnated in the underground government after death, how can it form any unjust soul.

Moreover, unlike the Qing Dynasty, the Great Song Dynasty did not have an autumn decision - the theory of beheading after the beginning of the autumn is generally possible in any season of the year.

The sun was approaching the middle of the day, and the cadres of Yang Zhixian County were late, and more than a dozen martial artists of the Su family's father and son who had been abolished from their martial arts, as well as the Su family's housekeepers and the like, were all escorted to the scene with ankle chains.

Rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves suddenly flew all over the sky and hit these people, and the crowd buzzed with scolding.

Looking up, Sikong Zhan found that the invincible Su Gongzi was really stupid, walking tremblingly, his eyes were dull, the corners of his mouth were drooling, his lips opened and closed, and he couldn't speak.

Yang Zhixian looked up at the sky, the hour, he felt that it was almost over, there was not much nonsense, and he directly ordered: "Chop!"

"Yang Xiong, I, Su Wentian, didn't lose to you, I am unwilling—" One of the prisoners shouted suddenly, his voice was old, and he couldn't hide his loneliness and sadness.

Sikong Zhan didn't recognize this person, it didn't mean that the people around him didn't know him, after listening to it, he learned that this person was Su Gongzi's father, and he absolutely scoffed at this person's last words.

What if you are unwilling, there is such a descendant of a cheating father, he knew today, why bother at the beginning, the son did not teach, the father's fault, after all, he still has to blame himself. What's more, he Su Wentian himself has done a lot of evil, he is not worthy of sympathy, killing people to pay for his life, and repaying debts is justified.

As the executioner's knife fell, the smell of blood gradually spread on the field.

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Out of Hangzhou City, Sikong Zhan took the waterway, planning to visit Suzhou, Hangzhou has gone, and he can't help but take a trip to Suzhou, which is as famous as it.

Especially the Hanshan Temple, he had to go on a tour, to pay tribute to the Tang Dynasty great poet Zhang Ji's popular poem "Fengqiao Night Park".

"The moon is falling and the sky is full of frost, and Jiang Feng is sleeping. Hanshan Temple outside the city of Gusu, the bell rings in the middle of the night to the passenger ship. ”

Second, Hanshan Temple is a famous temple in Tang Zhenguan, and Hanshan has picked up a question and answer from two high monks, and it is even more famous.

Hanshan asked: "The world slanders me, deceives me, insults me, laughs at me, despises me, deceives me, how can I deal with it?"

Pick up the clouds: "Just endure him, let him avoid him, bear him, respect him, ignore him, stay with him for a few more years, and you and"

In addition, in the legend of the White Snake, Bai Suzhen helped Xu Xian open a pharmacy and instructed Xiaoqing to steal the treasury silver, and Xu Xian was involved in the theft of the treasury silver and was sentenced to Suzhou.

Later, Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing opened a pharmacy here to hang a pot to help the world, Xu Xian was framed by the members of the Three Emperors Patriarch Association because of his excellent medical skills, but fortunately Bai Suzhen was resourceful and resourceful to resolve them one by one.

The good times did not last long, Bai Suzhen in order to enable Xu Xian to take over as the head of the meeting at the appointment ceremony of the Three Emperors Patriarch Association, and once again instructed Xiaoqing to steal, and Xu Xian was involved in the theft of the treasures of the Liang Palace, and was sent to Zhenjiang again.

And Zhenjiang Jinshan Temple is even more famous, Fahai's nest, Bai Suzhen Sofu can't succeed, in a rage, the water floods the Jinshan, floods the people, violates the rules of heaven, and is pressed under the Leifeng Tower of West Lake.

With so many reasons, Sikong Zhan has no reason not to go to Suzhou, he has planned to stay in Suzhou for a while, and then go to Zhenjiang for a walk.

In short, saying that the white snake should be passed over is a thought in my heart.

got off the boat and just entered Suzhou City, Sikong Zhan directly found a big inn, called good wine and food, and treated his stomach. He was eating heartily when the conversation between the two next door caught his attention.

"Brother, have you heard that another divine weapon has been born?" the man's voice was extremely low, and he seemed mysterious.

"Not long ago, the divine soldiers of the Zhong family were obtained by the Quanzhen Sect Sikong Dao Leader, where did so many divine soldiers come from on the rivers and lakes. The other spoke disapprerovingly, clearly disbelieving.

"Really, it has spread in the rivers and lakes, and I heard that the divine weapon is very peculiar, neither sword nor sword, almost exactly the same as the Quanzhen Sect, and many people have seen it with their own eyes. "This man is right.

Sikong Zhan shook his head amusedly, the warriors of the rivers and lakes were crazy to think of divine soldiers, and they all said that they were divine soldiers, and they must be fake things that fooled people.

Besides, where can ordinary warriors see their own divine soldiers, and how can they conclude that the fake is the same as their own, there are many falsehoods, loopholes, and the rumors in the rivers and lakes are really not credible.

After taking a sip of bamboo leaves, Sikong Zhan continued to eat without care.

Like Sikong Zhan's thoughts, the other person also asked the person how to explain it with the same amusement, and the man smiled proudly and said, "I knew that you would have this question, without absolute certainty, how could anyone easily believe it." ”

Sikong Zhan and another person were interested, and the person couldn't hide his words, and continued: "It is rumored that that divine weapon is also starry, and it is very beautiful. ”

The other grunted in disbelief, "Is this true?"

"How can it be fake, don't believe it, you ask well-informed colleagues, most of them have gotten the news. "The man was so tidy.

When Sikong Zhan heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, his expression was strange, he didn't believe that there was an identical divine weapon, especially when the material was Xingchen Iron, if the divine weapon outside was real, unless......

What happened next was too "beautiful" for him to think about it, the divine soldier was so hidden that he couldn't believe that someone could steal it.

"Whose hands is the Divine Soldier now?" the other breathed heavily.

The man smiled slightly and said, "I heard that in the hands of a beautiful girl in green, that girl is often followed by a beautiful woman in white. There are many people who have fought the idea of the divine soldiers, but they have all failed, and the strange thing is that most of the people who went there were quite decent people who survived, and everyone in the evil path died one by one. ”

When he heard the girl in green, Sikong Zhan chuckled in his heart, and when the woman in white came, the chopsticks in Sikong Zhan's hand snapped and fell on the table, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his face turned green.

Perhaps disturbed, the man looked at Sikong Zhan unhappily, and then said to the other person: "I advise you not to fight the idea of the divine soldier, those two girls are masters." ”

The other laughed: "I still have it for my self-aware brother, let's just say not to do it, come, drink." ”

After taking a sip of wine and eating a few bites of food, the other person asked, "Brother, did you say that divine weapon is the one of the Quanzhen Sect?"

"It's not that no one has guessed so, but what kind of place is the Quanzhen Sect, there are the first, second and two masters in the world in charge, who will not be afraid of death to steal things from the Quanzhen Sect. The man scoffed.

"Reasonable, maybe the problem lies with the Zhong family, who knows if they have a backhand. Another man had a whim.

"Alas, don't say it, it's really possible. ”

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