Countryside Rhapsody

Qin Boran was woken up by the sound outside the house. Even he could not have imagined that he could sleep so deeply that he fell into a dark world as soon as his head touched the pillow. When I woke up, I felt the warmth of the sun on my face, and knew that it was getting late.

Getting up from the bed and changing his clothes, Qin Boran came out of the cubicle and saw his sister Xie Fangchen looking out of the window with her head up, and the voice that woke him up came from that window, There seemed to be a lot of monks gathered outside.

The messy voices were all mixed together, making it difficult to hear what the people gathered below were saying.

"Little sister, what happened outside?" Qin Boran who came out had just tied his belt and walked towards the window where the host was standing, his brows were slightly frowned. He didn't want anything to happen at this critical moment Unnecessary trouble: "Why is it so loud?"

Hearing the sound, the host proudly turned around, smiled slightly, and did not answer: "Brother, you woke up, did you sleep well last night?"

"Very good." Qin Boran nodded, walked to the window, looked out, and said to the proud landlord: "I haven't slept as peacefully as last night for a long time, and I feel more refreshed."

"Sleep is very important." Proud host said: "It's more important than meditation. Meditation can't let your spirit rest. Brother practice is very important, but rest is also very important."

"Little sister is right." Qin Boran chuckled, "I just don't know why it's so noisy outside?"

"I don't know either." Proud host shook his head: "There were people gathered in this block early in the morning to yell. A monk died here."

"Someone died?" Qin Boran raised his eyebrows, a bad premonition arose in his heart: "Someone dares to do something on the site of Zhenbao Pavilion?"

"I also find it strange." The proprietor proudly folded his arms and looked at the crowd coming and going below: "I heard that Feiqiong has not had an abnormal death for many years, and Feiqiong's law and order has always been the worst in Dongsheng Shenzhou. Okay, not to mention how important the auction tonight will be, but anyone with a little common sense would not choose to do it in this land, right?"

Hearing the news of someone's death, Qin Boran's heart became more and more heavy. Before he fell asleep yesterday, he seemed to vaguely see something, but now he can't remember it. Concerned about Helian Yingdou's wealth and life, he originally wanted to go back quickly so as not to cause trouble, but now that trouble has appeared under his window, how can he not feel bored.

Seeing a group of guards from Zhenbao Pavilion surround the surrounding area, Qin Boran's good mood disappeared. Although he didn't kill the person, and it has nothing to do with him, but in the current situation, he will definitely die in a very special place. Joan wasted a good deal of time.

Even if his sword flying technique allows him to rush back to the secret room within a day, who knows when the case will be solved, who knows why the man was killed, and who knows what the murderer's purpose is?

If it is related to this auction...

Qin Boran's eyes sank, and he began to think about how to deal with it.

On the other hand, the self-satisfied host on the side kept looking out with an interested look until he heard a knock on the door before returning to his senses and went to open the door.

The waiter came in with the chief guard of Zhenbao Pavilion, and explained the purpose of coming straight to the point: "Excuse me, I think you already know what happened on the street, we want to make a routine inquiry."

"Please tell me." The landlord did not ask why, but nodded: "What does the guard want to ask?"

"I don't know where you two are from?"

"Lingchu." The person who answered was Qin Boran: "I'm Qin Boran, this is my sister-in-law Xie Fangchen."

The people around the chief guard recorded the names of Qin Boran and Deyi, and asked, "The two of you came to Feiqiong this time for the auction tonight?"

"Yes." Qin Boran nodded.

"I don't know if the two of you have bought the admission ticket?" When the chief guard asked this sentence, his eyes suddenly became sharp: "If you have, please show it."

"No problem." While answering, both Qin Boran and the landlord took out the tickets they bought. According to the rules of Zhenbao Pavilion, all tickets are real-name, and the buyer's name will be recorded on it. Name, cultivation level, time of purchase, etc., even recorded the influence of the buyer when purchasing the ticket.

After receiving the admission tickets handed over by the two, the chief guard checked them carefully, and said to the two: "Excuse me, tonight's auction will be held on time, please be careful, last night The dead monks were robbed of their admission tickets."

"Thank you, Chief Guard, for reminding me that my sister and I will be more careful."

After seeing off the chief guard who came to inquire and the waiter who was leading the way for the chief guard, Qin Boran closed the door and sighed. He was really afraid of something. He frowned. For some reason, a bad premonition arose in his heart. I'm afraid what will happen to the auction tonight.

In any case, he must get the nine-turn glazed lamp to fulfill his promise with Lord Duo Ling.

"Brother, you look very anxious." The proprietor sat at the table, holding an idle book, and glanced lightly at Qin Boran who was restless: "Is it because of the bet with Lord Duo Ling?"

"Did you hear that?" Qin Boran didn't deny it when he heard the proud landlord's words, but walked to the other side of the table, sat down on the other side of the proud landlord, and looked at the proud landlord: "Little sister, don't you agree?" ?”

The proud landlord shook his head: "Does it matter if I agree or not? It's like I never intend to follow your arrangement."

Qin Boran laughed: "Fortunately your second elder brother Boxi is not here, otherwise you would have to quarrel again."

"Ha." The proud landlord chuckled: "This is also a kind of fun in life. I cherish the second brother's personality like a cat whose tail has been stepped on."

"Boxi doesn't like others to describe him that way." Qin Boran shook his head, put away his smile, and sighed: "Actually, I don't know whether my choice is right or wrong, but since I made the choice, I can only do it. .”

"Then do it." Proud landlord turned a page of the book: "History is written by future generations, but we are the living beings who live the present, but I have a question."

"what?"

"Why is the elder brother so sure that the nine-turn glazed lamp that Duo Lingjun said is in Feiqiong?"

For a moment, Qin Boran thought his heart had stopped beating, but when he came back to his senses, he found that it was just his illusion. Qin Boran's face, which lowered his eyes and raised the corners of his lips, looked a bit bitter: " Feiqiong is the richest land in the world, and it is said that there is no treasure that cannot be found here, so I just wanted to give it a try."

"Oh." The proud landlord nodded, not aggressive, but asked: "Brother seems to know the nine-turn glazed lamp very well?"

"Fortunately, I read it in the book." Qin Boran said: "It is said that the palace lantern made of glazed stones can illuminate the last journey of life. Even so, I only know so much That's all."

"It's interesting to hear." The proud landlord showed a playful smile: "Could it be possible that people who are alive can see their own appearance before death? Isn't that terrible? People who predict death in advance will always want to go Avoid death? What is the difference between living in fear every day and rats in the daytime?"

"Little sister, your guess is a bit outrageous." Qin Boran hastily interrupted: "The legendary nine-turn glazed lamp illuminates the last journey of life, which seems to refer to the last period where people can see their past lives time."

"Past life?" The proud landlord looked at Qin Boran with some surprise: "Do people really have past and present lives?"

"Maybe." Qin Boran shook his head: "This is a Buddhist concept, and I don't quite understand it. If you are interested, you can go to the Buddhist school for advice."

The proud landlord shook his head: "Isn't it good to live in the present? Why do you have to chase those illusory things?"

"Buddhas probably have the same feeling when they see us cultivating immortals." Qin Boran chuckled, his voice suppressing a trace of pain: "I don't know if there is an afterlife, but the past life may really exist, otherwise why would people have some unexplainable but inexplicable things? A very familiar dream."

"Speaking of which, people are really pitiful." Putting down the book, the host proudly lazily said, "Continuously reincarnating, constantly being a human being, constantly repeating the past, and constantly walking the same path, it's like a nightmare when you think about it carefully. It seems that I You have to work hard to get out of this terrible situation."

"If every section of the journey is fulfilling enough, then there is nothing to be afraid of." Qin Boran disagreed with the landlord's point of view: "There is Meng Po Tang on the Naihe Bridge, who will remember what happened in the past? It is luck and happiness for people to follow the road ahead.”

"But there will always be people who are trapped in the past and cannot be freed." The proprietor proudly looked at Qin Boran with calm eyes: "It's a fight between trapped beasts."

Because of the intervention of the guards of the Treasure Pavilion, the crowd of spectators gradually dispersed, but the monks who got the tickets to the auction could hardly let go of their tense nerves. After all, the dead monks were the ones who had the tickets, and they died in an unusual way Ferocious, he was already a Golden Core cultivator, but he was tortured to death.

There are hundreds of wounds on his body, and the dantian is empty. It is obvious that the person who killed him took pleasure in torturing him. His golden core was forcibly ripped out of the dantian. As for the stabbing, each cut avoided the vital point, and it was still in a place that would make people extremely painful.

Except for the body of the deceased, there were no traces left at the scene.

This can only explain one problem. The killer's cultivation level is far higher than that of the person killed, and he can avoid the strict monitoring of the Zhenbao Pavilion. You must know that there are not only Nascent Soul monks in the Zhenbao Pavilion, but Feiqiong is a perennial There are six out-of-body monks and three monks in the cave.

It is precisely because of this absolute guarantee of strength that Feiqiong can enjoy peace, but now, someone is actually killing people under the nose of the tiger, which is a provocation to Zhenbao Pavilion.

Looking from the inside of the Linglong Pagoda in Zhenbao Pavilion, the sky is still clear, but the people sitting on the top floor of the Linglong Pagoda are surrounded by dark clouds, so that the people around them dare not make a sound, and they all tremble tremblingly. Bow down and bow your head.

The person sitting on the throne in the middle has long hair that is blacker and brighter than the feathers of a crow, and it hangs directly to the ground. Except for a wooden hairpin, there is no hair decoration. His skin is fair like suet jade, and the sun is shining It seems to be turning into a transparent color.

He was wearing gorgeous clothes, embroidered with patterns symbolizing wealth and power, layer by layer, only a pair of legs without shoes were exposed, and a small golden bell was tied with a red thread tied to his ankle.

Those hands, which are softer and more delicate than a woman's hands, have a luster that is more lustrous than the best jade. The slender finger joints clearly remind everyone of the power possessed by its owner. One hand gently tapped the jet-black The armrest of the chair, and the other hand is holding a glass tobacco rod.

Slowly exhaling a puff of smoke, it turned into a smoke ring in the air.

Under the slender sword eyebrows, a pair of breathtaking phoenix eyes contained anger, but did not reveal it at all. The high nose cast a shadow under the nostrils due to the light, and the thin lips, which represented infidelity, slowly opened: "Who will come?" Give me an explanation?"

No one answered, no one was born, everyone shrank themselves like a quail, for fear that they would offend the people sitting in high positions and lose their lives.

"Someone dared to kill people on my site, and no one noticed it beforehand?" The hand knocking on the handrail stopped, and the man with a beautiful face swept across the crowd: "It was me who treated you so well in the past that I forgot Have you fulfilled your mission?"

With a plop, someone knelt down: "This subordinate dare not."

"Heh." The man sneered: "I'll give you ten days, you know what to do."

"Obey!" The opportunity to commit crimes and meritorious deeds means to survive. The people kneeling below did not dare to delay. After accepting the order, they exited the pagoda and quickly arranged many matters. Looking at the hurried figures, the man's mouth But there is only a sneer on the side.

After a while, put away his cigarette stick, the man said: "Fuyin, change clothes."

A teenager immediately walked in with the clothes in his hands, without a trace of expression on his face, he quickly dressed the man.

The man kissed the top of the young man's head appreciatively, and said, "Come on, come with me to the auction, I want to know who is provoking me, the owner of the Treasure Pavilion."

The boy quietly let the man hug him, but he didn't respond to the man's words at all.

The man didn't care, and wrapped the boy in his arms: "I'll wait for the day when you tell me not to change."

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