Dinghai Fusheng Records

"Where's Feng Qianjun?" Xiang Shuyu immediately got on the official road and led tens of thousands of people to the Afang Palace outside the city.

"Tuobayan sent someone to protect him!" Chen Xing said, "It's very safe."

The sky is white, but at dawn, the sky is full of clouds, the sun hides behind the clouds, and the wind is everywhere. I climbed a small hillside, looking at the ancient city of Chang'an, the inside is lifeless.

"I don't understand why Feng Qianyi chose to act at this time," Chen Xing said, "I'm really desperate."

"He wanted to save Feng Qianjun," Xiang Shu said, "is it difficult to understand?"

Chen Xing: "If he really had such an idea, why did he throw Brother Feng into the mirror?"

Xiang Shu said: "The purpose of rescuing Feng Qianjun is not for brotherhood, but for using him."

"What do you use him for?" Chen Xing asked in disbelief, and suddenly being reminded by Xiang Shu, he immediately understood: Once Feng Qianjun is possessed by resentment, he can drive the Sen Luo Dao to exert extremely powerful power.The family magic weapon that has been tempered by resentment will also become the biggest help of Feng Qianyi, a monster. When it explodes, no one can be its opponent.

Fortunately, he was rescued, otherwise if it fell into Feng Qianyi's hands, it would not be as simple as an explosion of living corpses.

Thirty miles away from the western suburbs of Chang'an, in front of Efang Palace.

The west bank of the Zao River is full of Chang'an people who fled desperately with their families, and more people are arriving one after another.After experiencing the sudden riots, the imperial army of Daqin has quickly woken up from the accident and gathered at the place where Fu Jian was.The so-called invincible northern iron cavalry showed the efficiency and military discipline of the Southern and Northern Wars at this moment. Under Fu Qiang's incomparable personal prestige, he quickly assembled, first the imperial army, then the Guanzhong army, and then the cavalry guards of various ethnic groups It only took three hours for the generals to rush to the main hall of Efang Palace.

"What happened?" Murong Chui shouted.

"Quiet!" Tuoba Yan said loudly.

Fu Jian sat upright in the main hall and said, "The incident happened in a hurry, and it's too late to make a detailed list. How many people do we have on hand?"

All ethnic groups have reported their military strength, and Fu Jian still has 30 soldiers and horses to dispatch.Murong Chui said again: "Yesterday morning, I sent someone to deliver a letter to the Pingyang prefect. They are on their way here. They will lead the army of one hundred thousand Qin, and they will arrive tomorrow morning."

The prefect of Pingyang was Murong Chong. The letter sent out yesterday morning brought 10 people on the road. Fu Jian knew that this move was clearly not King Qin, but the death of his sister, Princess Qinghe, and he led troops to settle accounts with him.

Fortunately, Chen Xing's story finally made Fu Jian aware of something wrong with Murong's family, but looking at the rush of Murong Chui and others at night, it really didn't seem like they were accomplices.After all, if Princess Qinghe and Feng Qianyi conspired against each other, even the Murong family members would be killed regardless of the reason.

Fu Jian was full of doubts, but chose not to explode on this matter. He said in a deep voice: "Count the fire oil and siege equipment in Afang Palace, and all the ministries will be stationed first, and prepare to wait for my order to counterattack Chang'an."

"Those guys, what exactly are they?" At the time of the incident, Wang Ziye was having dinner, and the forbidden soldiers hurriedly got into the carriage and began to flee. The civil and military forces in the city were suddenly changed, and the chiefs were in a panic, panicked and panicked.

"Da Shanyu arrives—"

The civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty were in a commotion, and Murong Chui pressed his sword.

"The explainer is here," Fu Jian sat down with a sigh, and replied, "Listen."

Xiang Shu rushed in, swept everyone's eyes, and didn't pay much attention to Murong Chui, Chen Xing followed.

"What's the situation?" Chen Xing felt something was wrong when he saw the silence in the hall.

"Waiting for you two." Fu Jian said, "Speak, let's make it clear."

Chen Xing glanced at Xiang Shu, Xiang Shu nodded, motioning for him to say yes.All the generals of the Murong family trembled slightly, as if they were about to come up and stab Xiang Shu to death with swords in the next moment, to avenge Princess Qinghe.But Chen Xing, who was used to Xiang Shu's skills, knew very well that as long as Fu Jian didn't participate in the battle, even if everyone here rushed forward, they would not be able to defeat Xiang Shu's one finger. This guy is really, really strong!

"Where do we start?" Chen Xing was also tired, walked to the steps in front of Fu Jian and sat down, and said to everyone in the hall, "The reason why all this happened, I think the real instigator is Your Majesty, and Everyone present cannot escape the guilt."

All of a sudden there was a clamor in the hall, and everyone scolded Chen Xing angrily. After everyone was quiet, Xiang Shu suddenly said: "I only have pity on the innocent people in Chang'an City. They died because of your great achievements in the South and North Wars."

"My achievements are unparalleled in the world!" Fu Jian said with a majestic voice, "Only Ying Zheng can stand shoulder to shoulder with me. If I hadn't recovered the whole northern territory, there would be more people who died today!"

Chen Xing retorted unceremoniously: "But how many people have you killed? Calculate it yourself! Every time you fight, there are hundreds of thousands of casualties! How much hatred was released, how many mortals were unwilling to die, Wandering between the heavens and the earth, gathering into grievances. Chaos is born from this..."

Chen Xing is now almost certain that this series of events happened.He talked eloquently in the hall, and from the fragmentary fragments, he strung together the whole process of the ravages of living corpses in Chang'an—in order to overthrow Fu Jian, the Feng family had endured for many years and bought the original site of the Exorcism Department. Songshan built a new Xifeng bank.

While digging up the head office of the Exorcist Department and filling up the canyon, the Feng family accidentally discovered the yin and yang mirror left by the exorcists and the way to control the magic weapon.

Therefore, in order to fight against the ever-expanding Qin State, Feng Qianyi became frenzied and out of control. He began to try to transform the people who died in battle into demons, and then absorbed the resentment between heaven and earth, refined them, and refined black shadow warriors in the mirror world. And that general, wait for the right time, and release this army of living corpses from the mirror to overthrow Fu Jian.

"You provided him with the strongest strength," Chen Xing said, "and the most suitable materials."

The hall was suddenly silent.

"You haven't answered yet," Murong Chui said sadly, "Why did the Feng family plot to rebel, why did you kill my niece? What does this have to do with Princess Qinghe?!"

Wang Ziye immediately interrupted and asked, "How did Feng Qianyi transform Ba? He was born familiar with such secret techniques?"

"This is a kind of sorcery," Chen Xing replied, "It is not recorded in what I have learned. The specific process can only be known by asking him."

Tuoba Yan said: "The information we have now is very little, and we don't even know how many troops the enemy has. Judging from the current situation, it will not be less than 20..."

Between questioning and answering, Murong Chui's questioning was bypassed. In front of Fu Jian, everyone didn't want to mention Princess Qinghe's participation in the treason case, and only hoped to expose this matter as soon as possible.

Fu Jian frowned slightly, and began to observe the expressions of everyone in Murong's family. Someone had already realized this, and showed a frightened expression, it seemed that they were completely ignorant.

Xiang Shu replied: "A preliminary estimate is that there are at least 30 living corpses."

"There are so many ghosts, all hidden in a mirror?" Wang Ziye asked incredulously, "Where did you find them?"

Chen Xing replied: "Yes, it is this mirror. Maybe it was found from the battlefield in the Central Plains. There are not many living people in this world, and the dead are still easy to find."

Speaking of Chen Xing's yin and yang mirror, the magic weapon in his hand was surrounded by black air, slowly floating and spinning, everyone was startled, and they all backed away.

"Don't worry," Chen Xing said, "I have recovered the magic weapon, and all the demons have also been released. Now we can only wait for time, find a suitable place, and slowly release the grievances in the Yin-Yang Jian" Get it out, then purify it, and try not to touch it in a short time.”

Wang Ziye said again: "Since my little brother is an exorcist, he must be able to purify this magic weapon."

But Xiang Shu said in a deep voice: "Even if it succeeds, the magic weapon cannot be entrusted to you."

Chen Xing was about to answer, but was interrupted by Xiang Shu, he wondered if you are still thinking about this magic weapon?

Wang Ziye asked again: "Leaving aside the magic weapon for now, let me reiterate, since the little brother is an exorcist, do you think he has a strange way to deal with Feng Qianyi, a demon?"

"No." Chen Xing replied, "To be honest, after the death of all magic, exorcists in the world can no longer collect demons and exorcise demons. Right now, I am an exception. The only advantage is that I can only expel resentment to a limited extent. Self-preservation is the way to go. Feng Qianyi's side, what they invoke is full of resentment, which ebbs and flows, and is even more rampant."

"If Your Majesty is not willing to stop the battle and massacre as soon as possible," Chen Xing said again, "Today's tragedy will definitely happen again in the future. I'm done talking."

Fu Jian's face was gloomy. Since Wang Meng's death, it was the first time someone dared to denounce him face-to-face, poking at Fu Jian's pain points. If it weren't for the extraordinary period, these few words alone would make Fu Jian Furious, he was fined fifty court rods on the spot.

Tuobayan smoothed things over again, and said to Fu Jian: "Since the whole incident is clear, I beg you to return to Chang'an with Da Shanyu and Chen Xing, and capture Feng Qianyi!"

Fu Jian came back to his senses, pondered for a moment, looked directly at Xiang Shu, and Xiang Shu raised his eyebrows at Fu Jian, and replied: "The old nest was smashed, it's not just for fun."

Fu Jian had no choice but to say: "For the time being, the Imperial Army will be dispatched to you. The Great Chanyu, the grievance between you and me, will be settled after the chaos is settled. If anyone seeks revenge against you during this period, those who disobey the order will be executed."

There should have been an uproar in the hall, but everyone in Murong's family realized what had happened, and all looked at Xiang Shu with hatred, and remained silent.

"Leave the Imperial Army to you," Xiang Shu said, "to capture Feng Qianyi, the two of us are enough to lead the troops back, but it's just a waste of our lives."

"Are I such a waste who is greedy for life and afraid of death?!" Fu Jian said angrily, "I can still fight! Wang Ziye! Send an order to the three armies! Open the weapon warehouse!"

Xiang Shu and Chen Xing left from the main hall, Chen Xing was absent-minded, but when he passed by Murong Chui, he suddenly heard a sentence.

"Little brother only kills people and runs around," Murong Chui said in a low voice, "I'm really worried. After a quick visit to Xiangyang, it's been a long time since I last saw you."

With that said, Murong Chui took off his mask, revealing the burn marks.Chen Xing was startled suddenly, remembering that day when he fled the city with Xiang Shu, he met Murong Chui face to face after rushing into the governor's mansion with a car full of kerosene!

But Xiang Shu blocked Chen Xing imperceptibly.

"I don't have time to trouble you now, Murong Chui, be honest with Gu Wang." Xiang Shu said coldly.

Chen Xing was restless, as soon as he left the palace, he knew that this matter must be difficult to deal with, even if the matter of Princess Qinghe could be cleared, Murong Chui would not let himself go for revenge.

Xiang Shu slapped Chen Xing on the back, and Chen Xing was so shocked that he almost vomited blood.

"What are you doing?"

Xiang Shu mocked, "Are you afraid of Murong Chui?"

Chen Xing calmed down, and asked Tuobayan, "How is Brother Feng?"

Tuoba Yan motioned to follow him, Feng Qianjun was safe and sound, and was under house arrest in a side hall on the hillside of Efang Palace. When Chen Xing entered, both sides exclaimed in unison.

"Great, you're fine." Chen Xing said.

Feng Qianjun was exhausted, after listening to what had happened, he said: "No matter what you do now, it will be irreparable, but I have to stop Big Brother with my own hands."

Chen Xing sighed, and looked at Xiang Shu solicitingly, but Xiang Shu said: "Although the general process has been clarified, there are still many doubts. Feng Qianyi... Where did he get the skill of transforming '魃'?"

In the room, Xiang Shu, Tuobayan, Feng Qianjun, and Chen Xing were sitting on the floor. The more urgent the situation is now, the more calm they need to be. They must first find a way to deal with Feng Qianyi, otherwise they will rush back to Chang'an City. Will everyone die together.

Chen Xing is confident, anyway, with the protection of Sui Xing, life has always been safe and secure.But this is not the case for items.

Chen Xing thought for a while and said, "Theoretically, the Exorcist would not have a way to drive out resentment, or a sorcery to bring the dead back to life. I can be sure that he definitely didn't dig these out from the ground. "

"That is to say," Feng Qianjun said, "Brother learned it from other places."

Xiang Shu said: "Perhaps there is someone else who taught him these magic arts."

Chen Xing interjected, "It may also be that he got some secret scrolls by chance."

Xiang Shu asked Feng Qianjun, "Does that fellow have any stranger friends?"

Feng Qianjun had been separated from his elder brother since he was a child, and it was only two or three years since he occasionally went to Beijing to see each other. He knew almost nothing about what his elder brother was usually doing.

Feng Qianjun shook his head.

"Remember the demon we met in Longzhong Mountain?" Xiang Shu said.

Chen Xing remembered that at dusk yesterday, Feng Qianyi also wore a mask similar to that of the mysterious person that night.

Tuoba Yan said: "That is to say, there are still people behind the scenes."

Xiang Shu nodded slightly, and pondered: "This person is very likely, and he is in the palace."

Chen Xing said: "Maybe it's the maid next to Princess Qinghe? Although I also doubt how this mirror returned from the palace to Feng Qianyi's hands, but in the current situation, this is not the most important point."

Xiang Shu said, "No, this is very important."

Tuoba Yan frowned slightly, and Chen Xing roughly told him the story of Long Zhongshan. The four of them began to ponder, speculate, and pieced together an incomplete but barely reasonable story.

"Someone has mastered the sorcery of resurrecting corpses and making 魃," Feng Qianjun murmured, "granted it to my elder brother and convinced Princess Qinghe. At least for now, the princess, my elder brother, and the mysterious person in Longzhong Mountain are all Partisans of this group of magical organizations."

Chen Xing suddenly woke up like a dream, so it makes more sense!After all, Feng Qianyi's legs can't move, and he stays in the capital for a long time, collecting grievances everywhere to refine Yin-Yang Jian, and then transporting hundreds of thousands of living corpses to the mirror world is obviously unreasonable.

But vaguely, he felt that Xiang Shu still had a lot to say.

"Xian Shu?" Chen Xing touched Xiang Shu's arm.

Xiang Shu turned his eyes in an instant, and looked at Chen Xing with a little defense.

"Just say what you have to say," Feng Qianjun said with a wry smile, "You see my brother is like this, don't you have to say what should be said?"

Xiang Shu pondered for a long time, and when Chen Xing wanted to say "forget it", Xiang Shu finally started to recall.

"Five years ago, when I was 15 years old," Xiang Shu said, "a doctor named Keyella came to the Imperial League."

Chen Xing: "..."

Chen Xing had a hunch that the biggest unsolved case since he knew Xiang Shu might be about to be revealed.