I don't want to accept Long Aotian as a disciple today

Chen Yi, the capital of Chen Guoguo.

As night approached, the city gates were closed.There were only a few passers-by on the flat and wide streets of Chenyi, each of them looked gloomy and walked hurriedly, as if something ominous behind them was driving them back home quickly.

On both sides of the street, whether it is a residential house or a shop, the doors and windows are tightly sealed, and even the inside of the house is pitch black, with no light from the lamps or candles.

At the corner of the street, two figures, one big and one small, appeared at the turn.

"Brother, why do we have to go back early every day? We can't turn on the lights when we go back, it's so dark that we can't even see the pictures."

"Hush—" the older one gestured to the younger one, signaling him not to talk nonsense, "I've had a bit of fun today, don't go back, be careful to be eaten by the ghost king."

"Ghost king? Is there really a ghost king? Didn't he lie to the children?" The little one pouted, not believing it.

"Really, haven't you heard from Brother Ji Xiang who picks Yexiang in the palace? Ten days ago, the ghost king appeared in the palace and burned down the old locust tree planted by the grandpa in front of the meeting hall. ..." The older one swallowed, looked around, saw no one around, then lowered his voice and said to the younger one, "And the former king under the tree."

The little one was trembling with fright, threw himself into the big one's arms, covered his face with a coarse cloth coat, and made a "woo-woo" sound.

Seeing that the goal was achieved, the older one picked up the younger one and walked quickly to the other end of the alley.

On the eaves, a black shadow moved.

Suddenly, two people turned around at the corner of the street. They were tall, but they walked crookedly and hiccupped while talking.

"What ghost king—hiccup—if I say it, it's a conspiracy—"

"Yes, yes, conspiracy—brother, tell me—it's a hiccup—what kind of conspiracy!"

"Say it—I'm going to beheaded! Don't hurt—brother!"

"Here—no one else! Look—the room—it's all dark—"

"Bah! That's the palace—fire—uh hiccup! Keep the people from—lighting the lamps!"

When the two walked under the eaves, they suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing.

"What, what's the movement!" One of the drunks suddenly woke up.

"There is no one, no one, where did the movement come from, hahahaha-uh, could it be, could it be that the elder brother thought that the ghost king would come to arrest us? We-uh-we don't have a throne-what are we afraid of!" Another drunk man Hook him around the neck.

"Look, you too—you think so—" the first drunk pointed at him and said with his tongue hanging out, "this is a conspiracy, an excuse, some kind of ghost king, but it's all about power and profit! We, uh, I don't understand-"

"Sa".

There was a soft sound, like the sound of leaves falling to the ground.

The two drunks only felt that there was a strange wind blowing behind them again. The wind tonight was so lively that it made some noises to scare them.

Suddenly, both of them felt out of breath at the same time.

Their necks were strangled!

"Uh-uh-"

"who!"

The two drunk men felt that the hands on their necks were real, not hallucinations, and they immediately woke up from the stupor, sweat dripping from their backs, and their legs were trembling.

"Ask you something, answer truthfully, and let you go." A gloomy male voice came from behind, although it was deliberately lowered, it could still be heard that it was a young man.

The two drunks struggled immediately, but the hands on their necks clasped them for no reason, causing half of their bodies to hurt, and the two immediately changed from struggling to begging again and again.

"Shh, don't shout!" the young man ordered.

The drunks immediately shut up.

"Now, only answer my question, don't make other voices, understand?"

The drunks nodded desperately.

"The former King Chen is dead?" the young man asked.

The drunks nodded in unison.

"Who is the current King Chen?"

"Yes, it's the First Prince!" The two said over each other.

"How did King Chen die?" the young man asked, "Did the eldest prince tell the people?"

"It is said that when she accompanied Concubine Pear back to her bedroom, she was burned to death in front of the meeting hall... Because of the strange cause of her death, Concubine Pear has now been grounded, and King Yu has also been restricted from moving."

"Oh..." The young man seemed not interested in the struggle for power in the Chen Kingdom Palace, so he asked again, "Where is Master Wan?"

"Master Wan?"

"What Master Wan?"

The two drunk men stared blankly for a while.

Suddenly, a drunk man remembered something: "Could it be that Lord Wan! Aww——"

The hand stuck around his neck suddenly tightened, and then relaxed.

"What do you remember?"

The drunk man took two deep breaths before recovering, thinking to himself that this young man's hands are strong enough, the two of them strong men couldn't break free, for some reason.

Could it be—is it from the army?The drunkard's heart skipped a beat.

"Is, is that Mr. Wan who can't see the end of the dragon?" The drunk man's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about the attitude of the soldiers in the army towards Mr. Wan. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his guess was right. This man has such a strong hand. , must be the elites in the army. In the past six months, the elites in the army have been sent out to other places to hunt for treasures. It is said that it is because of the letter that Mr. Wan sent to the late king, saying that there are treasures in such and such a place. This treasure hunt can be said It was a waste of people and money, but there was no splash at all. The worst thing was that the soldiers in the army went to die a batch, and now they have lost most of them.

The drunkard told the young man these words as they were.

"Well, then, now that King Chen is dead, has Lord Wan appeared?" the young man continued to ask.

"No, Mr. Wan probably won't show up again, because the first prince announced to the people that Mr. Wan had bewitched the late king, and the first prince announced to the army that he would never send soldiers to do such meaningless things again. Sacrifice, now even if you return to the army, you will not be interrogated again." The drunk finally bald, and accidentally uttered his guess.

That's right, he thought that this young man must have sneaked back from afar and was sent to hunt for treasure.

This bald mouth startled the drunk man, it's over, it's over, I'm going to explain here today, the young man knows that he knows the identity of the young man, won't he kill him to silence him?

Unexpectedly, with a loosening of their necks, the two drunks were freed.

There was wind blowing behind him, but there was no movement at all.

The two drunks didn't dare to look back as if they were being pardoned, and ran forward desperately.

Qin Chiyu jumped up to the eaves silently and looked into the palace wall.

Under the bleak moonlight, there were lights in the palace walls, and the lights were concentrated in the main meeting hall.

After a period of observation, Qin Chiyu found that Master Wan's clue seemed to be broken.

After the death of the old King Chen, in order to win the support of the army, the new King Chen claimed that Master Wan had bewitched the old King Chen and made the old King Chen send troops to do a "treasure hunt" mission that never returned. die.

In this way, it cut off the possibility of Mr. Wan continuing to drive Chen Guo's army to find mines for him.

Qin Chiyu didn't expect that his impulsive action to burn Old Chen Wang to death would bring about such a result.

However, Qin Chiyu will not let down his vigilance.

As long as Mr. Wan's real body is not found out, Qin Chiyu will have no peace for a day. Thinking of the cold stone ancient road being stared at by a pair of gloomy eyes all the time, these eyes are hidden in the Xuanmen, on the side of Wanhua Mountain, Qin Chiyu How can you rest assured?

If not, I have to go to the palace to find out.

Qin Chiyu swept across the roof softly, and ran along the roof ridges of the next houses to King Chen's Palace silently.

King Chen's Palace, the front hall for discussion.

King Xinchen and the general drank from morning to night. At this time, they were already full of alcohol, helping each other laughing, and walking down the steps of the front hall, looking very speculative.

"My lord, you can rest assured, on your brother's side, this general promises that he will never see the sun above his head again... Hahahahaha!"

"That's good, it's not in vain to take the risk of offending Mr. Wan and support the general!"

"Bah!" The general suddenly raised his wine glass, threw it on the ground, and cursed, "Ganta bitch! What kind of bullshit, Mr. Wan! You're just—er—a charlatan who doesn't dare to show his face!"

"General, you have to be careful with your words, I'm not sure if Mr. Wan is a real cultivator..."

"This general has seen a cultivator! I know what a real cultivator is! Back then, the Master of the State Council was omnipotent, and he was the one who led us to slaughter into the Yelan Palace! If a cultivator really wants to If you find a treasure, you can naturally use the means to move mountains and fill seas, so why use us mortals?!"

The general let out a roar, and the sound resounded throughout the palace.

These few words seemed to give Xinchen Wang a reassurance.

That's right, if Master Wan is really a cultivator, why would he need the help of Chen Guo's army?It must be a lie!

"My lord, you were still in the palace at that time, and you didn't see it. The cultivator waved his sleeves, wow—a sea of ​​flames, waved his sleeves again, wow—it was another sea of ​​flames..."

On the tree next to the wall of the palace garden, a figure appeared at some point.

In the small path in the palace garden, the general was still dancing, excitedly demonstrating the raid on the Yelan palace that night. He followed behind the national teacher and saw with his own eyes how the national teacher cast spells, breaking through the originally impenetrable defense line one by one, leading them with ease Go deep into the mysterious hinterland of Yelan.

The two walked through the palace garden and came to the gate to enter the harem.

Civil and military officials should stop here.

The general didn't realize it, and he dragged Xin Chen Wang to talk endlessly, Xin Chen Wang couldn't help feeling a little headache, he didn't want to hear these drunken big talk, he had heard enough.

However, he still can't offend the general, he still needs the sword of the general to destroy the only scourge in his heart - King Yu.

"General, general, it's time for you to go back and rest." King Xin Chen tried to soften his voice and advised.

The general was still yelling, and his eyes still glanced into the harem from time to time.

King Xinchen was depressed, and suddenly he said "Ouch" and covered his face.

The guards standing far away rushed forward immediately—since the old King Chen passed away, the new King Chen strengthened the guards and ordered them not to leave him for five steps, even if he returned to the palace.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not good, the general raised his arms and looked a little embarrassed. He didn't know if he really hit King Xinchen. Whether it was or not, he was suspected of offending.

"The general is tired, please go back and rest." King Xinchen repeated.

"Minister, take your leave." The general cupped his hands and left in disappointment.

The shadow on the wall of the palace moved and followed the general.

It was too light and too fast for anyone to notice.

That night, King Chen's palace caught fire again, but this time the fire fell on the road between the palace and the general's mansion, and there were no substances that could ignite around.

The general who made great military achievements for a time was not killed in the fire, not even a single intact bone was left behind.The only thing that can be used for identification is a military seal that mobilizes the three armies.

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