Cyber Daming

Buzz.

The fragment of the ruler inserted into Shang Lu's heart suddenly flew away from his body. Yang Baize, who was also at the end of his strength, had no time to react and could only watch the fragment fly into the opponent's body.

"Who the hell are you?!"

Without thinking too much, Yang Baize knew that the man in front of him with strange behavior was not the Zou Sijiu he knew.

"Huang Liang Law Realm, this is a great thing. But before that, we must first transform all these ignorant law keepers into Huang Liang ghosts."

‘Zou Sijiu’ licked his lips, his eyes were slightly closed, and his expression was full of joy.

"But they probably won't refuse. After all, I freed them from the ignorant law-keepers, which is equivalent to giving them a chance to live again. What's more, they are still observing the Zhu family's Ming law. You Right?"

"Are you Zhan Shun of the East Palace?!"

Yang Baize suddenly realized and blurted out the other party's true identity.

"No, Zhan Shun is dead. I am Zou Sijiu, the Divine Lord of the East Palace, Zou Sijiu."

When he said this, the man's eyes did not fall on Yang Baize, but looked behind him with a smile.

"What a damn unlucky thing. When we arrived, we heard someone farting with their mouths. Zhan Shun, you old bastard pretending to be Master Zou is addicted to me, right?"

Yang Baize turned around after hearing the sound, and in his slightly dazed vision appeared a shiny back, raised chin, domineering eyes, and a cynical arrogance, all proving the identity of the visitor.

"Master Zou."

In an instant, the breath that Yang Baize had been holding in his heart finally dissipated, and the tense heartstrings suddenly relaxed. Endless fatigue completely engulfed him in an instant, and he fainted before he finished speaking.

"It's quite cruel."

Zou Sijiu looked at Yang Baize, who was covered in scars, and Shang Lu, who died in a miserable state, his face twitching, and his murderous intent emerged.

"Zhan Shun, do you think that now that you have hugged the Zhu family's lap, you can come out to make trouble again?"

Zhan Shun crossed his arms across his chest, tilted his head and looked Zou Sijiu up and down, his eyes flashed with jealousy: "No wonder I waited outside Longhu Cave for so long, but Zhang Xiji didn't show up. It turns out that his The authority is now in your hands."

Zhan Shun clicked his tongue and sighed: "Zhang Fengyue is really generous. Isn't he afraid of giving you so many permissions and ending up in a miserable situation where the tiger feeds the tiger and backfires on himself?"

"Master Zou, I can sit upright, but I'm not a pick-pocket like you."

Zou Sijiu sneered and said: "The Zhu family transferred 30% of their control over the bottom of the box to you. This is not surprising to Mr. Zou. After all, it is normal for a dog to jump over a wall in a hurry. It is normal for him to do any crazy thing that forgets his ancestors. But do you have the guts to take it? , I really didn’t expect it. Zhan Shun, I advise you to worry about yourself, and don’t end up dying in an ugly way!”

"He is the king in the world, and I am the god in the dream. We all have our own territory, and we should not interfere with the river. It is only natural that we should work together to deal with you group of fanatics who want to change the day."

Zhan Shun paused, then suddenly grinned and said: "And you can't even imagine how powerful Huang Liang is, who has broken free of 30% of his restraints."

"I think it unlocks the ability to brag for you, right?"

Zou Sijiu shouted in a deep voice: "Stop talking nonsense and hand over Huangliang Lvjing, otherwise you won't be able to leave today."

"I can't leave? By you or by that old-school Taoist priest in heaven?"

Zhan Shun raised his hand and pointed to the top of his head. Chen Qisheng, who had seen through his disguise, no longer hid, and revealed his figure among the heavy clouds in the sky. With his hands behind his back and the sword on his back, a blue statue behind him covers the clouds and the moon.

"Last time, if the Bodhisattva of the Ten Directions had not entered the dream to help, you would have been eaten up by me. Now that she is seriously injured and has to return to the land, even if you have 60% of the authority, why are you arrogant in front of me?"

Zou Sijiu's expression was calm, and he did not show anger because his situation was grasped by the other party.

The battle outside Nanjing made too much noise, and with a large number of powerful people now defecting to the Zhu family, these matters could not be hidden from anyone.

And what Zhan Shun said is right. Although Zou Sijiu now holds 60% of the authority, Zhan Shun now also holds 30%. With the two offset, the gap between the advantages and disadvantages of the two sides is still exactly the same as before.

Although Chen Qisheng is by his side now, Zou Sijiu knows in his heart that the old-school Daoxu poses too little threat to an incorporeal Yellow Liang ghost like Zhan Shun, and it is even more difficult for him to intervene in the battle in the Yellow Liang Sea. Nothing to do.

"You want to kill me, and I also want to eat you. Everyone knows this. Even if there is no competition for authority, just because of the identity of 'Zou Sijiu', there is no possibility of reconciliation between us."

As Huang Liang gradually unlocked, Zhan Shun's behavior seemed to change as a result.

Zou Sijiu couldn't describe the weird feeling. If he had to say it, it probably became more humane?

"Sooner or later we will have to live and die between you, but not now and not here. Take your people away."

Zhan Shun slowly straightened his back and spread his legs, as if imitating Zou Sijiu's standing posture. He slowly wiped his hands against his temples, and the smile on his lips became more and more cheerful.

The two "Zou Sijiu", whose appearance and temperament were hard to distinguish between real and fake, stared at each other in silence. The scene was extremely absurd and strange.

Bang!

The sudden gunshots shattered the bizarre atmosphere in the venue.

Zhan Shun's head suddenly swung back like a heavy hammer!

The person who fired the gun was clearly the young man who should have run away. He turned back for some reason. At this moment, he was holding the Wei Wu soldiers that Yang Baize had dropped to the ground with both hands, breathing heavily.

"Interesting. It's so interesting."

A bullet opened a bloody hole between Zhan Shun's eyebrows, and a line of dark red blood flowed out along the bullet hole.

"Is this what Zhang Fengyue wants to see? But even if you push these sheep to the edge of the cliff with your own hands, they are still sheep in nature. How can they resist?"

Bang!

"I'm going to kill you ghosts, kill you!"

With tears streaming down his face, the young man pulled the trigger to the end, using bullets to vent the hatred and fear in his heart.

As Zhan Shun's consciousness left, the stolen body fell on its back under the impact of gunfire.

There was no joy of revenge in the young man's eyes, but he suddenly pointed the hot muzzle at his temple.

"Don't be afraid, sister, brother is here to accompany you."

Bang!

The last bullet slid out of the barrel and disappeared into the night.

The young man who fell into a dream fell to the ground, his face still stained with tears, still filled with unbreakable guilt and bone-deep hatred.

Zou Sijiu's face was gloomy and ugly, and he looked at Chen Qisheng who had fallen from the sky.

Both of their eyes were solemn.

boom!

The closed door of the government office was shattered by a shot, and a loud shout came from the smoke and dust.

"Uncle Li, I'm here to take you home!"

Zhang Siyuan appeared with a gun in his hand, his steps leaving blood-red footprints on the ground. The wide central axis avenue behind him was also paved with corpses and blood on the ground. This shows how many lives he lost along the way.

In the huge main court of the government office, a head with eyes wide open was placed on top of a major case.

"It would be rude of me to bother Mr. Zhang with all the travel and travel."

Shi Qing stood alone next to the case, holding his hands far away from Zhang Siyuan who broke in through the door. As soon as he raised his body, he was pressed against the back of the head by a cold muzzle.

Zhang Siyuan, who was holding a gun and grinning in front of him, suddenly disappeared like a bubble, and an icy voice sounded behind Shi Qing.

"The Zhu family will let you die alone?"

"Everyone in the world says Mr. Zhang is superb in his 'shooting skills'. I didn't expect him to have such accomplishments in the most unusual 'music arts'. Just one sentence can make people see hallucinations. I admire him."

"Flattery doesn't work well here."

Zhang Siyuan sneered: "Where are your ambush men? Didn't you try all your efforts just to catch me? Now that I'm here, why don't you pull them out and show yourself?"

"Originally, we prepared a luxurious funeral procession for Mr. Zhang. Unfortunately, with someone like Li Gejun secretly escorting you, we had no choice but to give up."

As soon as Shi Qing finished speaking, he clearly felt that the breathing of the person behind him suddenly became heavier, and he couldn't help but feel stunned.

"It seems you don't know yet? That's right. Now the entire coastal area of ​​Huangliang has been blocked by the East Palace. Of course you don't know that after killing Zhang Xiji, he dragged a wounded body and rushed here non-stop for rescue. . Such brotherly love is really touching.”

Zhang Siyuan said ferociously: "Since everyone else has run away, do you still dare to stay here?"

"Of course I don't dare. As a swan that has been lurking in the dark for many years, I finally found an opportunity to step onto the stage. How dare I waste my life so easily?"

Shi Qing smiled and said: "This is just a false body used to convey messages. Mr. Zhang, no matter how powerful your gun is, can it still kill me with Huang Liang?"

"It seems that you have really spent a lot of money to make Zhan Shun, the yellow-faced ghost, be so aggressive."

"Not much, only 30% of Huangliang's authority."

Bang!

Shi Qing suddenly felt numbness in his legs and hips. He was kicked by Zhang Siyuan and fell to his knees. His forehead was pressed against the ground by the heavy muzzle of the gun.

"Zhu Yiyan did what generations of emperors in the Zhu family wanted to do but did not dare to do. He is truly an 'outstanding' heir."

Shi Qing ignored Zhang Siyuan's taunts and knelt on the ground in an extremely humiliating posture.

"Ten percent authority is like ten iron chains around the neck of Huang Liang, a ferocious beast. Everyone pulls it tight, trying to ride on the beast and tame it. But no one has ever thought that maybe the third Only a person who has the courage to untie Huangliang is truly qualified to become the master of this beast."

"fart!"

Zhang Siyuan shouted angrily in a low voice: "Once Huangliang breaks free completely, everyone who has ever controlled it will be bitten to death by it!"

"Being able to do things that ordinary people cannot do, this is the imperial demeanor that a ZTE leader should have!" Shi Qing's words revealed strong reverence and admiration.

"Sooner or later, this Ming Empire will be destroyed in his hands."

Zhang Siyuan's right index finger slowly tightened, and the gun flame was about to erupt.

"I am waiting here specifically for Mr. Zhang. It is on His Majesty's orders that I want to have a chat with you, the future successor of Ruxu."

"Not interested." Zhang Siyuan said indifferently.

"Then what if Mr. Zhang also wants you to talk to us?"

boom!

The muzzle of the gun was suddenly raised and blasted out a ball of dazzling flames, exploding a deep pit a foot wide in the courtyard.

Shi Qing's body was thrown away by the aftermath, and the mechanical bones glowing with metallic luster were exposed under the torn flesh.

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Siyuan looked at the man struggling to get up from the ground, his eyes as cold as a knife.

"Anyone with a discerning eye knows that your trip is full of dangers, and it can even be said that you are in danger. Pei Xingjian did not stop you, perhaps because his close friend died suddenly and his beloved disciple was in danger, so he lost his mind for a while. But why didn't Lord Zhang stop you?"

"Zhu Yiyan just asked you to sow discord? If this is just nonsense, then you can shut up."

The gun was pointed at him again, and Shi Qing's face, with half of the skin torn off, was still calm and composed.

"Of course we won't do such meaningless things."

Shi Qing said calmly: "As a leader who is determined to open up a new world, in the eyes of Lord Zhang, everyone can die for the great cause, including himself. And as a filial person, you can naturally die for the sake of achieving your father's career."

"And your death is the best choice to boost morale, unite people's hearts, and unite the enemies of the group of Confucian scholars who still follow Lord Zhang. You know this very well, so since you left Jiangxi, you have never thought about going back alive. To be honest, if Li Jun hadn't intervened, we would not kill you easily, but would capture you alive at all costs."

Shi Qing suddenly changed the subject: "So the 'stop' I just mentioned does not mean to stop you, but knowing that your death would be beneficial and harmless, why didn't Lord Zhang stop Li Jun?"

Shi Qing nodded slightly, as if using such an action to express his admiration.

"Because even if he is Zhang Fengyue, he can't watch his son die."

"My patience is limited, you'd better stop beating around the bush, just say it!"

Zhang Siyuan's expression was extremely cold, seemingly uninterested in Shi Qing's words, but the thumb of his right hand was constantly stroking the gun.

"Nowadays, the three orders of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism seem to be doing their own things on the surface, but in essence they are all building temples and preaching. The only difference is that Buddhism requires believers to seek outside, worship gods, and beg for mercy from gods. Confucianism requires believers to seek inside, restrain themselves, and not seek external things."

"But when they reach the level of the second order, these are all "positions" that they cannot give up, and they are also the responsibilities they must shoulder and the beliefs they must defend with their lives."

Shi Qing said softly: "But you are different. Your ambitions and pursuits are completely opposite to those of Lord Zhang. Lord Zhang's move I just want to use our words to make you see your pursuit and goals clearly, and persuade you to leave the empire and stay away from this dispute. "

"As the last student of the master, although we have parted ways now, your majesty is still grateful for his years of hard work and cultivation, so he specially ordered me to wait for you here."

Shi Qing said: "Therefore, this time, what I will tell you is not about gratitude and betrayal, nor about interests and gains and losses, but only about the ideals that a Confucian scholar cannot give up in his life."

"That is your career. "