Don't dare to break with the king [Han Wu Kuai Chuan]

"I have never done anything wrong in my life, and I am not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night."

A sigh-like voice sounded from everyone's ears, and Zhang Fuchang panicked even more. He looked around and asked angrily, "Who? Who is pretending to be a ghost."

Both Wei Qing and Cen Feng's identities were transformed from the family tree in order to enter the realm of visions. At this time, Wei Qing spoke in a different voice, and then quietly hid in the shadow behind Cen Feng, so everyone didn't know each other at all. I know he said it.

These people were already guilty, so they were frightened at this moment.

After all, Zhang Fuchang is a person who seeks wealth and wealth. Seeing the craftsmen on the outside, they also looked this way curiously, knowing that if they don't hurry up and put the prince's body in the big coffin, what they did before will be revealed if they don't speak well.

So he shouted: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and invite the prince's body into the coffin."

Wei Qing didn't want the people who killed Liu Shi to touch the body again, so he pushed Cen Feng from behind, and the two volunteered to step forward to carry the body into a brand new coffin.

Liu Ju was still wearing a peasant’s coarse cloth jacket that didn’t fit his status as a prince, and it was too late to make him a jade suit at this time. Zhang Fuchang brought a set of prince’s dress from Chang’an together with the coffin, like a hot potato Usually if you hand it to Wei Qing, you will step back.

Unexpectedly, a jade belt hook on the belt caught Zhang Fuchang's armor gap. Zhang Fuchang struggled a few times but couldn't break free, his face turned green with anxiety.

Wei Qing took off the belt hook for him, and said to Zhang Fuchang quietly: "I'm afraid His Royal Highness wants to reminisce with Tihou."

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Zhang Fuchang quickly hid away like a rabbit with its butt on fire.

Wei Qing and Cen Feng dismissed the others, and personally completed the process of bathing Liu Ju and changing into clean clothes.Wei Qing, as an elder, needless to say, when he saw the wounds caused by the swords on Liu Ju's body, his heart was almost bleeding.

Although Cen Feng did not recover his memory, he and Liu Ju had a natural feeling of closeness, and as he saw Liu Ju's injuries, Cen Feng felt more and more uncomfortable, like a wave of depression Unable to find an exit, he ran amok inside his body, which made him feel like killing people like Zhang Fuchang.

Cen Feng finally knew what Wei Qing's cold eyes meant when he just woke up.

After closing the coffin, Cen Feng put his hand on Wei Qing's hand that was supporting the coffin lid: "Don't worry, I won't let any of these people go." Even if it's in an illusion, let them die again again.

At this moment, Cen Feng suddenly realized why the old emperor wanted to liquidate the mentality after the disaster of witchcraft.

Liu Ju and the two grandsons of the emperor were reburied in the newly excavated and spacious tomb. It was already late at night, and the craftsmen were backfilling the tomb. The earth pits around the main burial chamber will also be buried in the mass burial pits outside.

The gifts and rewards from the father's kindness and filial piety will now be here to accompany the prince who has lost his life. The past love is vivid, but now it is separated by yin and yang. Liu Che doesn't even have the courage to come to Hu County to take a look.

The palace of thinking that is being built on the other side conveys the self-deception of the aged emperor. The son he raised carefully for 38 years has not died, but is still alive in this world, and will return there one day.

The sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, the full moon hid in the clouds, and lightning rolled overhead like a dragon, and amidst the rumbling thunder, raindrops fell densely.

"Why is it raining suddenly?" Zhang Fuchang complained and got into the shed to avoid the rain.Before the start of construction, I specially invited someone to look at the sky, saying that it was sunny for the past few days before starting work, but I didn't expect that the thunderstorm would fall as soon as it said.

"Supposedly it won't rain these few days." A craftsman said at the side, "Maybe I offended the prince after opening the coffin, so I have to use thunderstorms to avenge my crime."

He said it unintentionally, but he mentioned the guilty conscience of Zhang Fuchang and others. When he forced the prince to death, Liu Ju's sentence "If I die, if I can turn into a ghost, I will definitely not let you go" still ringing in my ears How many times did I wake up in the middle of the night, just dreaming that the prince came to claim his life.

A thunder exploded overhead, and the dazzling white light of the lightning illuminated the bloody face of Liu Ju who suddenly appeared in the shed. His clothes were covered with sword wounds from the past, and the clothes that were originally in good condition were instantly stained red again.

Liu Ju's ghost tore off the white silk wrapped around his neck, and covered Zhang Fuchang with head and face: "Zhang Fuchang, take your life."

Zhang Fuchang screamed in fright and rushed out of the shed into the pouring rain.The rest of the people who had committed crimes with Zhang Fuchang also saw the ghost, and they were so frightened that they cried for their parents and rushed outside.

One lightning bolt after another jumped like a whip over the valley, and two little grandchildren also appeared on both sides of the valley, one with a crossbow-arrow stuck in his chest, and one with blood stained red in many places, and they all looked towards the other side expressionlessly. The crowd walked.

Wei Qing saw that other craftsmen looked at Zhang Fuchang and others who suddenly went crazy, and realized that in the eyes of those who had never harmed the prince, they could not see ghosts.So Wei Qing took Cen Feng and chased him without any hesitation.

Some people rushed into the river in fear, trying to flee to the other side, but because of the heavy rain, the water level of the river suddenly soared, and the flood suddenly swept them away like a herd of horses, and they rushed downstream amidst howls.

Zhang Fuchang had strong adaptability, so he stopped urgently by the river, and ran towards the village with the remaining few people.

When they ran to the bamboo forest near the back mountain, Liu Ju's ghost appeared in front of them again, and the two little grandchildren followed their father obediently, blocking the other two directions.

Zhang Fuchang turned his head to exit the bamboo forest, but was blocked by Wei Qing and Cen Feng who followed closely.

"What are you doing? Get out of the way, the prince's ghost is going to kill us!" The man running in front screamed, waving the knife in his hand.

Wei Qing slashed the man's wrist with a knife, blood splashed out, the knife in the man's hand flew out, and the man lay on the ground writhing in pain.

"Are you crazy?" Zhang Fuchang scolded, "Didn't you see that the ghost is going to kill us all?"

Wei Qing laughed: "Isn't this just right?"

The little Huangsun who was standing at the side suddenly jumped over, lowered his head to look carefully at the face of the person rolling on the ground, raised his head and asked innocently: "Ah Weng, this person shot me with an arrow before. It hurts, can I give him the arrow back?"

"Of course." Liu Ju's voice came from behind them.

The little Huangsun let out a crisp laugh, and then directly pulled out the arrow stuck in his chest, and ruthlessly pierced into the man's celestial spirit cap.

The person who was still rolling on the ground let out howls like killing a pig, and gradually died away, turning into a pile of dead meat.

Another emperor's grandson also pointed at some of them: "Aweng, Aweng, these people cut me with knives, can I take revenge like my brother?"

"Go, don't let them go."

Those people turned around and ran away, but were blocked by Liu Ju's floating ghost. Before they had time to react, they saw the sabers at their waists suddenly fly out by themselves, and slashed at their necks.

Pieces of blood splashed on the green bamboo.And Liu Ju also started killing, and soon there were wailing in the bamboo forest, like a hell on earth, and finally only Zhang Fuchang was left alive. He looked at the big and small who were gradually approaching him, and let out a desperate roar.

"I really should let you taste the feeling of being strangled." After Liu Ju finished speaking, a long white silk fell from the top of the bamboo, tightening Zhang Fuchang's neck, and lifting him off the ground.Zhang Fuchang moved and struggled like a fish in a dry river, but the bamboo swayed violently in the strong wind, and there was a crisp sound of "click—" in mid-air, and Zhang Fuchang's neck was crushed by the frantic bamboo. It was broken.

Seeing this, Wei Qing and Cen Feng realized that what was left on the mottled bamboo was not the prince's blood and tears at all, but the blood spattered when the ghosts of the prince's family killed Zhang Fuchang and others.

The reason why this bamboo forest can always hear the sound of swords and soldiers in thunderstorm days is that the moment when Liu Ju turned into a ghost and took his life remained here, and it often reappears in thunderstorm nights.

At this time, there were still two living people left in the bamboo forest. Liu Ju ghost tilted his head, as if he was wondering that Mingming took revenge according to the number of people in his memory, but in the end there were still two people who slipped through the net.

But the soul that has turned into a fierce ghost has found it difficult to control his thoughts. All he can think about is killing and revenge. For hundreds of years, it has been repeated like this, as if trapped in a dead end with no way out.

kill them!Kill everyone who is still breathing here!

A voice kept circling in Liu Ju's mind. He floated towards Wei Qing and the others, his whole body was bloody from the killing just now, and he looked like he was wearing a gorgeous red dress.

"We have to leave here. The prince's soul can no longer distinguish between enemy and friend. Everyone here will be killed." Cen Feng grabbed Wei Qing's hand and was about to leave.

Wei Qing shook his head, broke away from Cen Feng's hand, and strode forward.

"I want to wake up Shi'er, otherwise he will keep repeating this pain." Wei Qing said firmly, "How can I let this kind of thing continue."

Liu Ju's ghost turned into a red light, screaming and rushing towards Wei Qing.

"Zi'er, wake up! I'm uncle, and my majesty and I are here to pick you up." Wei Qing stood still, as if he was not about to leave.

Cen Feng was so anxious that he quickly took out a few yellow talismans from his sleeve, and quickly threw them in front of Wei Qing.

The yellow talisman burned in the air, forming a line of protection, and bounced off Liu Ju who was rushing towards him.Cen Feng took the opportunity to pull Wei Qing aside and hide, shouting: "Are you dying? He doesn't remember you anymore!!"

Liu Ju failed with one blow, and the ghost became even more violent. It turned into a long sword in his hand. It was the same book that Wei Qing gave him when he was dying. He raised the sword and stabbed at Wei Qing.

Without thinking about it, Cen Feng stood in front of Wei Qing, only to hear a "stab", the long sword cut through his sleeve, and directly plunged into Cen Feng's forearm.

The blood belonging to Cen Feng splattered out and mixed with the blood from Liu Ju's quarrel just because of the injury caused by the yellow talisman. Liu Ju obviously hesitated for a moment, opened his originally dull eyes, looked at Cen Feng hesitantly and said: " Father... emperor...?"

The author has something to say:

Zhang Fuchang’s fate in the Han Shu was “killed by thieves” four years after he became a marquis. I always feel that he was assassinated by the prince’s former subordinates who remained among the people.

This is just for the sake of the plot. I changed it to Fenghou half a year ago and was killed by Liu Shi's ghost. I just made up the Zhang family tree.