It is the scorching summer, the Yellow River across the six northwestern provinces has just been fiddled by the supreme water demon god Wu Zhiqi, a monstrous flood, it stands to reason that the Yangtze River, which is also the source of the Chinese dragon vein, will not be calm, but what is strange is that the whole Yangtze River has no signs of flooding, the sun is shining above the Jinling Stone City at the mouth of the Yangtze River, and the ground breeze strikes people, and the wicker blows a peaceful and peaceful artistic conception of peace and security.

Today's Jinling is very lively, from the prison near the east city gate, along the street to the entrance of the vegetable market, there are men and women, old and young, all over the street, wearing red coats, wearing high hats, holding water and fire, soap sticks, and strong officials to maintain order.

"Ling Chi was executed, I haven't seen it for many years, I heard that this time it was the crown prince Zhu Changluo who asked to see the three thousand six hundred knife fish scales approved by Emperor Wanli. It's going to be fresh. ”

"I heard that even Fang Xiaoru angered the Yongle Emperor dìdū back then, and he was only cut in the waist here, and he was not so ruthless as Ling Chi, in the past few decades, there are many people who cut off their heads every day, and it is the first time I have seen them cut into pieces. ”

"It's also too unhumane, killing his father and destroying the door at a young age, I'm afraid it's not good to say that it's the reincarnation of a demon. Although the current Wanli Emperor is obsessed with alchemy and does not care about the government, but the crown prince is very virtuous and governs the country with sincerity and filial piety, so he naturally can't tolerate such an appalling and rebellious thing. ”

"Whisper, don't you see you're coming? Look! I'm starting to chop, it turns out that I cut my hands first! When I'm done chopping now, I'll buy a piece of meat for a few taels of silver." "A middle-aged man with a bag on his back who looks like a businessman and has a Kyoshi accent.

"This brother, what's the use of buying human flesh?"

"Brother, you don't understand this, since ancient times, there has been a saying that ghosts are afraid of wicked people, like such wicked people, it is simply a group of ghosts to avoid, buy a piece of meat and stew it back and eat it, so that you will be full of yang fire in your life, and you are not afraid of ghosts when you sleep in the grave at night. The middle-aged man smiled mysteriously: "We have to chop a few people every year, and the meat that was chopped off was bought in the blink of an eye, and it couldn't be sold at a high price if it was too late." Today, I have encountered such a good thing, and I will be able to sell it for a good price if I buy a few more and go back quickly. ”

This middle-aged man said something serious, and everyone couldn't help but be stupid.

In the midst of the discussion, the black hole in the cell shaped like a hell door opened and launched a prisoner cart, the prisoner cart did not place a wooden cage, but erected a wooden cross, tied to the frame with a clear eyebrows, the upper body ** looked only thirteen or fourteen years old.

A few officials next to him pushed the prisoner cart and sounded the gong to open the way, only to see a fierce executioner with a fierce face standing beside him, first taking a sip of wine, then biting the bright knife horizontally in his mouth, and carrying out a copper basin and placing it at the young man's feet, obviously used to catch human blood.

"Fellow villagers, fathers and elders, this house is ordered by the holy decree of 3,600 knives to cut this great rebellion of unfilial piety, you are optimistic, one less knife is the law of the house, you should also take it as a warning, abide by the Confucian scriptures and filial piety, if there is such a thing, here in this house must also suffer a thousand knives. ”

Ruan Wenzhu, the prefect of Jinling, is a Jinshi in the forty-first year of Wanli, and the one who was killed this time was Chen Fangzizi, the new son-in-law of the new branch Sanjia Jinshi and the university scholar Kong Baili, who was actually killed by his own son Chen Xiuchu, and was also killed by Miss Kong, together with the thirty slaves and maids in the house.

Ruan Wenzhu got down from the soft sedan chair, arched his hand around, and then ordered: "Execution!"

When the executioner heard the cruel laughter, he took the knife and pressed the young arm, first slashed and pulled, and then picked up, blood flowed out, and a large piece of flesh covered by the fingernail was picked out and fell into the copper basin.

The young man groaned in pain, but his face did not change, and as the prisoner cart pushed, the executioner had already cut dozens of pieces of flesh down, and the blood flowed like an infusion, and the nailed right hand had exposed deep white bones.

After chopping the right hand, all the flesh was removed by the sharp knife, and it had become a skeleton, and the executioner cut the left hand, and after the left hand was chopped, and the lower leg was cut with another knife, at this time, the young man who seemed to be unconscious in the prisoner car suddenly woke up and looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Chen Xiuchu, you disobedient demon, you are dying, what do you have to say. Ruan Wenzhu scolded loudly, and said secretly in his heart: "Not to mention, he has cut hundreds of knives, and both hands have been chopped, this kid can still laugh, he is indeed a character, but he does not follow the right path." ”

"I killed my father because he was a beast, usually rìrì go outside to look for flowers and ask willows, eat some bird poems, spend money like flowing water, the family was defeated jīng light, all rely on my mother's hard support, today I went to Beijing to catch the exam and was not entangled, I actually forced my mother to sell herself, after the entrance examination, but climbed up to the daughter of the old thief Kong, and when I returned home, I forced my mother to hang herself, I don't kill him, do you still stay? Chen Xiuchu said, snorted a mouthful of blood at Ruan Wenzhu, and scolded: "You just went to Jinling as an official back then, and you didn't go to the Yamen to go to the Qinhuai River first, and the next day you took over in the morning, and the girl went to the Yamen to beg for money at night, what else is this bullshit parents and officials, and the scourge of the people, but it's a pity that you didn't kill you together, it's not happy!"

"Scratch me, cut my tongue first!" Ruan Wenzhu burst into a rage and became furious. I'm afraid that Chen Xiuchu will say something embarrassing in public.

The executioner hurriedly pinched Chen Xiuchu's mouth, raised a sharp knife and prepared to cut his tongue, a good Chen Xiuchu, his hands were cut into skeletons, and his legs were cut in half, but he still held up his laughter and scolded in his mouth, and everyone on the street was shocked.

"Good boy! Good boy! There is no supernatural power at a young age, in the face of life and death, boundless pain and such courage and hardness, killing his biological father, cutting off vulgar fate, and having no taboos, he really deserves to be the heir of my lineage. ”

Seeing that the tongue was about to be cut off, suddenly there was a burst of laughter in the sky, and then a black cloud flew from the sky, covering the sky in a blink of an eye, the black pressed a large area, the wind was strong, the clouds were indifferent, the whole city seemed to be blown up by the wind, the black cloud wind stretched down a strange hand with a radius of three or four zhang in size, and with a slight flick, the prisoner car had been torn apart, and the knife was lifted, and the strange hand had already grabbed the whole body, pinched it gently, and only heard the sound of bones crushing and clicking in the whole body, and then the seven orifices bled out, and the person had been caught to death.

The strange hand grabbed the executioner, mentioned Chen Xiuchu, hula, flew up to the clouds, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, and then all the demon wind and black clouds disappeared, leaving only the empty street center, and the people on the street were terrified, dodging and fleeing in all directions, shouting in panic: "There are monsters!

Although Ruan Wenzhu is a Confucian scholar, he has only learned the Confucian method of cultivating qi and cultivating himself, and he has some martial arts, but his magical powers are very small, and he is also shocked in the face of such a scene, but he is much calmer than ordinary people.

"In broad daylight, there are demons who are haunting, quickly escort me home. Ruan Wenzhu had already dodged and hid in the sedan chair, and waited until there was no movement before coming out, thinking to himself: "The prisoner of the crown prince who appointed Ling Chi was robbed by demons, how can I explain? Just now the demon wind blew, and that huge domineering aura oppressed me so much that I almost couldn't breathe, I am definitely not an opponent." ”

All the way back to the Yamen, Ruan Wenzhu's heart suddenly moved, "Isn't it Qian Yiqian's unleashed Jiangnan Provincial Imperial Envoy to hold a banquet today? This Qian Yiqian is a handsome man of Yingtian Academy, and his mana of Qi refining and cultivation is a hundred times stronger than mine, if such a big thing happens, it is better to ask him to help and see where the demon came from to rob the Dharma field." ”

"Prepare a sedan chair to go to Jinling Tower again!"

This black wind monster hand was naturally made by Wang Zhong, who was sitting in the Red Sleeve Academy, and he made Ji retreat to the Yellow River, and came to Jinling with Sun Heyun, the master of the Red Sleeve Academy, and the most important thing was to find his next generation's successor. He had sat in the Seven Killing Demon Palace as early as the Seven Killing Demon Palace, knowing that the world was about to be in chaos, the demons were born, and with his own strength, it was difficult to take care of all of them after all, and the heirs calculated that they happened to appear in the land of Jinling in the south of the Yangtze River, and they came immediately, and just happened to meet Chen Xiuchu who was Ling Chi, and Moyun Yuanshen took a look, and saw that this child was different from mortals, at a young age, he suffered a thousand knives and did not change his face, and he acted without taboos, which was in line with the situation, and he hurriedly made a gust of demon wind.

Chen Xiuchu had already fainted, after all, he was still a child, he was dying in the Dharma field, relying on the strength of his bones to hold on, and now he suddenly changed and could no longer support it. In the midst of the chaos, I only felt that my soul was separated from my body and drifted in the boundless darkness, "Is this hell, but it is also pure, carefree and undisturbed, but also happy." ”

Suddenly, a heart-piercing pain came from both arms, numb and itchy, as if ten thousand ants were biting in the bone marrow, ten times more uncomfortable than cutting meat with a knife, and couldn't help but open their eyes, only to see themselves lying on a straw mat, next to the straw mat sat a young man in white clothes, white hair and white eyebrows, and his breath was vaguely showing the weirdness of dominating the world. But there was an indescribable familiarity in my heart.

The pain still came from his hands, and he barely looked at it, only to see that his hands were still white and deep bones, but the white-haired and white-eyebrow young man took a jade bowl with a medicinal fragrance and poured it on his arm, and the dark green sè medicinal juice poured onto the bones and immediately penetrated into it, and after a while, the white sè bones became sè green and green. And the pain oxygen is getting heavier and heavier. Just grit your teeth and hold on.

"This is the elderberry musclegrass, which grows in the warm valley wrapped in the ice of the Himalayas, but unfortunately I don't have time to refine it into a pill because I don't have much time, otherwise the effect will be much stronger, all the skin and flesh of your arms have been cut off, the meridians are truncated, and it is the most difficult to regrow, but I am good at the art of reincarnation of the heavenly demon, and it is normal for you to recover." ”

Wang Zhong chuckled twice, poured the medicinal juice, rubbed his hands, and patted Chen Xiuchu on the shoulder, Chen Xiuchu immediately felt a strong force to lift himself up, and sat down on the straw mat, but he was so painful that he couldn't speak.

"The heavenly demon is reincarnated, and the demon is in the world. Wang Zhong clapped his hands continuously, and a stream of vast jīng qi filled into Chen Xiuchu's big holes, and after a while, Chen Xiuchu's whole body swelled up like a balloon, and the muscles on his body surged, surging towards the arm with only the skeleton left.

The flesh gradually wriggled and covered, and in a short time it actually filled both arms.

"Life and death, flesh and bones, are you an immortal?" Chen Xiuchu looked at his hands incredulously, and then looked at Wang Zhong, and suddenly blessed his soul, supported his hands, turned over and bowed, "Master go up again, please accept the apprentice's worship!"

Wang Zhong said with a smile: "Good boy, good boy, although I can live and die, flesh and bones, but I am not a god, but a demon." Do you still want to worship me?"

"Immortals and demons say from the mouth, there is no difference, those who are good are gods, and those who are evil are demons, the master saves me, in my opinion, what is not a god?" Chen Xiuchu had to be very kind to Wang Zhong, so he didn't have any scruples when he spoke, and he blinked his eyes and said smartly.

"Haha, haha!" Wang Zhong laughed, pointed at Chen Xiuchu and scolded: "You kid, you haven't learned any magical powers, but you have gotten ten percent of the language." With only some superficial martial arts, I dare to kill people, just like I did back then. ”

Sun Heyun, the master of the red-sleeved courtyard, saw that Wang Zhong had a half-old child picked up by the demon wind, and used the magic elixir to generate muscle skin, and after a little calculation, he had already understood the reason for the matter: "This half-sized son is not good-looking, and the root bone qualification is not necessarily good, it is actually a sixth-generation heavenly demon?" stepped forward and said: "Mr. is gratifying to receive the heir, but it is just involved in a major case in the imperial court, and it may be difficult to deal with the aftermath." ”

"No defense, I'm going to the Forbidden City to meet Emperor Wanli. Wang Zhongdao.

The master of the red-sleeved courtyard also knew that Wang Zhong had refined the mixed yuan golden pill in the palace and had a relationship with Emperor Wanli, although such things were big, they were actually nothing.

"What's the master's surname?" Chen Xiuchu asked Wang Zhong with a sudden wink.

"You kid, why are you asking this?" Wang Zhong scolded, but still said: "I am the king of all demons in the world, and my surname is naturally Wang." ”

"Then I will follow the master's surname, also surnamed Wang, the master will call me Wang Xiuchu in the future, and the apprentice will disdain to use the original surname, the beasts and beasts have been killed by me, and it is too unreasonable to use the original surname!"

Wang Xiuchu puffed out his mouth and sneered.

"Wang Xiuchu!" Wang Zhong began to smile, and suddenly heard the name, as if it felt familiar, thought about it carefully, and then used the Xuangong Secret Demon ** to calculate, and was secretly taken aback.

"Even though I have calculated and worked hard, although there are new changes in the fixed number, in fact, it is a change of soup and not a change of medicine, or is it the original appearance?

Wang Zhong's mind was spinning, but he turned his body upright, and a black cloud mixed with demon wind rolled up Wang Xiuchu into the air out of thin air.

"The master of the courtyard, I have been entertained, if the master of the backyard has something difficult, you can send a disciple to the Seven Killing Demon Palace to find me. The heir has been found, the matter has been done, and he has returned to the mountain. ”

With that, the black clouds mixed with the sound of wind and thunder flew towards the northwest.