Break the line

He died suddenly overnight, Bai Zuo, you are so ruthless, my little nephew is only over one year old, you know that it is impossible for the two of us to tell the family the secret, but you still wiped out the entire Fu family! "Fu Jing and Fu Cheng finally stared at Bai Zuo on the stage with red eyes and remained motionless.

Inside and outside the Golden Palace, everything was quiet.

Bai Zuo stood up slowly, without the usual smile on his face, and said loudly and simply: "Jin Jiawei, kill."

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Chapter 58

"Wait a minute." Old man Lan, the red-clothed teacher, opened his mouth, and voices from among the priests echoed in twos and threes.

Bai Zuo stretched his right hand into his bosom, took out a small blue seal, and put it on the table, with a small click, he raised his head and looked at Old Lan calmly.

Inside and outside the hall, once again, there was no sound.

Immediately afterwards, the judge who had watched a big show on the side took the lead and knelt down to the ground.

The priests in the hall were testing each other, and more than half of them fell to their knees.

Yin Xu approached step by step with Jin Jiawei, Li Zui and Hui Fei drew out their swords and leaned against the sides of the iron cage, their eyes glanced at the bloodstains on Meng Hui's hands, their bare feet stepped on the cold marble floor, their toes were already blue from the cold .

Li Zui took off the cloak outside his robe, folded it several times and tore it in half, knelt down, and stretched his hand through the gap in the iron cage. The cloak wrapped around Meng Hui's feet and wrapped around his ankles. Tie a knot after two laps.

Seeing that both feet were wrapped, she stood up and faced Jin Jiawei again.

It's strange to say that I always thought that the enemy is the most nervous thing, but I didn't expect that the moment I bound Meng Hui's feet in public, the sweat had already soaked through the underwear.Look, the scariest thing is not the bright swords and guns, but the people who stared wide-eyed when they saw this scene. What they were thinking and what they would say was what they feared the most in their hearts, like a cave where she once hid the secrets in her heart. Joy, throbbing, expectation, all sucked away, leaving only an empty space.

But just now, I just saw it, I just wanted to do it, then I did it, and stood up again, but it seemed to be invincible and fearless.

"Grandfather." Hall Master Lan, who had been quietly as if he didn't exist, opened his mouth.

She looked at the small blue seal on the table, it was a piece of kyanite, the protective stone of the Lan family, and the seal was engraved with the words "Tao Cheng".

That is the successor of Taizu Daozi, a seal engraved by Landozi, as the supreme ruler of the pope, the symbol of Daozi's power, and the word is the teaching.

But now, it is this kyanite seal that stands in front of the Lan family.

The cycle of cause and effect, the Tao cannot be kept.

Old man Lan heard the sound, glanced at his granddaughter, and bowed silently.

Finally, inside and outside the main hall, people were kneeling in darkness.

"Puff" and "Puff", Yin Xu's sword pierced into Fu Bao's chest, and another Jinjiawei's gun pierced into Fu Cheng's stomach. The two did not resist, did not speak, and only looked at each other before dying. relieved.

If, if there is no curiosity about prolonging life, and no reconciliation of not being able to inherit the position of Daozi, can they be Bai Zuo's stupid apprentices, co-operate with a family, and live well to the end.

In the end, there is no if.

Suddenly a ball of flames sprang up, and everyone's attention turned to the front of the hall. Lu Buqiu leisurely lit Li Zui's black box, and the ledgers and bulletins inside were burned.

"Is there any more?" Lu Buqiu walked towards Li Zui with a smile, "Evidence?"

Just like this, he was dressed in blue, without a weapon, walking towards Li Zui and Meng Hui with a smile, but no one doubted that he could crush the person in front of him to death without any effort.

"Report to Daoist." Hall Master Lan stood up and paid respects.

"Xiaolan, you are the only apprentice of the master." Bai Zuo looked at her with a smile on his face.

"Master, the Pope has the Pope's testimonies, and the imperial court has the imperial court's rules. Meng Hui and Princess Li should judge according to their respective rules, which is the orthodoxy." The little girl's voice was slender, and the sentence was divided into two parts before she finished. After all, he was obviously out of breath.

Bai Zuo pondered for a while with downcast eyes, and said, "Today, Meng Hui's gossip confuses everyone, and Li Zui is helping the tyrant, can you see that?"

His Highness priests responded softly in twos and threes.

A large number of golden armored guards suddenly appeared outside the main hall, surrounding tens of thousands of congregants.

"Did you see it?" Bai Zuo asked loudly.

"I see." Half of the people stood up and responded.

The Jin Jiawei suddenly pierce the spears in their hands in unison, and there is a thunderous sound of gold and stone inside and outside the Golden Palace.

"You guys, have you seen it?" Bai Zuo's last question was calmly greeted by the god of death.

"I see!" Everyone inside and outside the hall echoed in unison.

"Oh, that's good." Lu Buqiu chuckled, but it was clearly audible in the quiet hall.

"How to deal with Yilu?" Bai Zuo looked at the judge who was yelling and spitting.

He hurried back to the trial seat: "Meng Hui, colluding with Xizhou, the Holy See of Cholera, deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors, he should be punished for his crimes!"

Meng Hui, who was in the cage, looked at the crowd that responded in unison, from the red-clothed envoy, the Taoist priest, and the priests in the hall to the dark crowd outside the hall.

Can't they see the evidence?

Can't they hear the testimony?

Don't they understand Bai Zuo's crime?

They just want to live.

After all, Bai Zuo and Jingjiwei tortured and killed other people, and they were just ordinary people who wanted to live.

Under the knife and gun, neither good nor evil.

The sound echoed in the golden palace, like a hammer striking a bell, hitting everyone's heart.

"It's the father's fault if the son doesn't teach. Meng Hui was always raised by me. People with incomplete bodies are detested by the moon god. Let her be punished by falling off a cliff and leave a whole body." Bai Zuo stared at Meng Hui and said , as if trying to see a trace of fear, remorse, and hatred in her eyes...

But to his disappointment, Meng Hui didn't see him.

After the trial in the Golden Palace was over, Meng Hui was escorted back to the dungeon by Jin Jiawei, and three days later he was punished by falling off a cliff.

Li Zui was handed over to Lu Buqiu, brought back to the court, and punished according to the law of the Chao Dynasty.

Huifei clutched his folded wing, gritted his teeth and cursed for an hour. In the confusion, he took off and fled, but was shot by Lu Buqiu's wing and fell into the crowd. He rescued.

In the dead of night, the moon was hanging in the sky, watching everything with great interest.

In the mass grave at the foot of Chuanjiao Mountain, under the cover of night, several black figures groped and searched.

After a long time, there was finally a voice: "This, this, it should be him."

A few black figures surrounded the dead body, crossed their hands in front of their chests, knelt on one knee with their left leg, wrapped the dead body in a black cloth bag for a while, and carried it away.

The voice who found the corpse finally gritted his teeth, and drilled a few words through his teeth: "My life, to avenge the king, Zizhou."

In the dungeon of the Criminal Division, some skilled criminals were locked up. In the innermost room, a young woman stared blankly at the wall.

There was a sudden noise outside, and a moment later, a key was inserted into the lock, and with a snap, the mortise bounced and fell to the ground.

The cell door creaked open, and one hand pulled the dazed woman.

Unexpectedly, a hairpin stuck into the person's shoulder, she endured the pain and let out a soft snort.

"Revenge is fine, come out and talk about it." She didn't let go of the woman's hand.

The young woman stood up, the oil lamp in the aisle of the prison shone on her face, it was Poria.

The two passed through the long corridor of the prison, and the guards at the door were dead. They escaped from the dungeon, crossed two streets and alleys with ease, and entered a private house.

The oil lamp was lit, and the injured person knelt on the ground. Fu Ling locked her throat with one hand, gritted her teeth, and said every word: "Say it, Alisma!"

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Chapter 59

The biting wind blew through the old window paper and poured it into the room along the half of the window paper, and the lights on the table jumped up and down.

Alisma, who was kneeling on the ground, stood up slowly, touched the boiling water on the stove and it was still hot, picked out two rough porcelain bowls from the stove, took out a paper bag, folded it in half, opened it, poured it into two The bowl was flushed with boiling water, and after a while, the black tea beads curled up in the bowl finally absorbed enough water, stretched the leaves, and the tangy aroma overflowed.

"Try it, I haven't drank it for a long time." She gently pushed the tea bowl to Fuling who was motionless on the other side.

"Why?" Fu Ling dragged her tortured body and wobbled on the table.

The tea is fragrant, but it is not a rare variety called Yuzhu.

In the plague that year, the dean sent to relieve the disaster looked at the dead villages at a loss, gritted their teeth, and ordered to burn them.

It was Xizhou spies who dragged her out of the fire. Those strange people were fierce, but what shocked her even more was that there was a girl there, about the same age, who didn't talk, laugh, cry or make trouble. When the pitch-black eyes looked at people, they sucked away all the vitality at once, leaving them lifeless.

In this way, she became her maid, and followed her back to Blowing Horn Mountain, entered the Pope, watched her shine and become the new star of Blowing Horn Mountain, Meng Hui.

And she was promoted to be a deputy, but she didn't understand anything. She was very afraid, afraid that she would be hindered.

Until, another person who was also appointed as the deputy head of Xinhui Hall walked in. He was tall, but his voice was very low. Teach her hand in hand, how to discipline the congregation, how to organize the account books, which set of swordsmanship is more suitable for her, and, fish ball tea.

At the age of fourteen or fifteen, he came in in a hurry but not in a hurry: "Fu Ling, you have a taste, the soil instrument sent by Dongshan Village, the tea taste is not bitter but also sweet, and the aroma is strong. You always think tea is bitter and tasteless. Try it." this."

For five years, Yuzhu and Fuling only drank Yuzhu tea.

Suddenly, she tugged on the collar of Alisma's clothes, and faced each other: "You, were you forced, did they poison you or something?" With a trembling voice and a hint of pleading, she begged Give her a reason, a betrayal