A case spanning three hundred years
Fang Canghai felt a little relieved when he saw his three most capable men leaving with the corpses.
Fang Canghai looked at the retreating figures of his men and whispered to himself: "Once Luo Wenchong is allowed to use the court's laws to successfully overcome the disaster, he will become a major flaw in the court's destiny, and one day he can even challenge the imperial power! If possible,
I really don’t want to mess with this monster.”
The prefect of Liangzhou obviously didn't hear what Fang Canghai was saying, so he came up to flatter you and said, "Sir, it's too cold in Liangzhou at night. How about I prepare a small amount of wine to warm you up?"
"That's okay, that's okay..." Fang Canghai is usually very disgusted with this kind of official entertainment, but today he couldn't wait to drink two drinks, probably to calm himself down.
After three glasses of wine, Fang Canghai felt that his body, which had been about to get cold just now, had warmed up a little. He looked at the Liangzhou Magistrate and smiled sheepishly: "I have lost my decency, but I made Brother Nian laugh."
"Don't dare...don't dare..., sir—" Liangzhou Magistrate pointed at Fang Canghai's neck, shaking like a cramp.
Fang Canghai subconsciously wiped it on his neck, but a stream of warm blood flowed down his fingers: "I-I-"
Fang Canghai covered his neck with one hand and violently grabbed Liangzhou Magistrate's wrist with the other hand, digging his five fingers into Liangzhou Magistrate's flesh.
"Don't catch me——" The prefect of Liangzhou was so frightened that he fell backwards on his back.
"Bang!"
The master who was accompanying the magistrate saw the back of Fang Canghai's chair fall to the ground, and then the upper half of his body was pulled onto the table by the fallen magistrate of Liangzhou, leaving only the waist below still sitting on the chair, spraying wildly
Blood.
Fang Canghai's upper body climbed a few times on the table, and his head that popped out from the other side of the table fell down with a "clack" and hit the Liangzhou Magistrate's arms. The Magistrate held the head and glanced at it.
Passed out.
The master, who was still awake, wanted to faint but couldn't. He only heard the sound of blood spurting outside the private room, screams one after another, and figures one after another falling through the window.
Finally, a fallen secret agent broke the door and fell into the house from the outside. Although the man was still twitching, he was not far from death. A column of blood more than a foot high sprayed out from his back like an arrow on the ground.
, it looked like he had just been pierced by a sharp arrow, but there was not even an arrow shadow anywhere near him...
The other secret agents were also lying on the ground with arrow-like wounds, and the arrow wounds were exactly the same as where they were shot.
Outside the city, the secret guard who rushed to the Immortal Mansion with Luo Wenchong's head suddenly felt a pain in his chest. When he looked down, he saw blood arrows spraying out for several feet on his chest, and the severe pain of his flesh flying away from his body was also felt from his back.
He came over. Another cold feeling came close to his chest, and gusts of cool wind flowed from his chest to his back.
Although the man didn't know what attacked him, he could feel that his heart had been completely crushed by an external force like sword energy. Two holes were blown open in the front and back of his body, and the crushed heart had already burst out along the holes.
flew out.
Immediately, the "Western Region Death Endurance Technique" was used to press out all the blood from his body. He fell to the ground and rolled several times like a bloody man. Smeared blood stains came from the pores of his body like mist.
It flowed out, and the muscles all over his body shriveled up inch by inch, turning into waxy yellow skin that slowly wrapped around his bones...,
In less than a moment, the secret arrester transformed himself into a mummy that could run and jump. He turned over and climbed up, covered the wound with one hand, and ran towards the Immortal Mansion with Luo Wenchong's head in his other hand.
…
"Si——" Fatty Gao took a breath when he heard this: "Are Fang Canghai and his men all dead? Are they dead in the same way as they used to deal with Luo Wenchong?"
Zhihuizhang nodded and said: "Not only are they dead, but the prefect of Liangzhou was also frightened to death, and the master was frightened and went crazy. Fang Canghai and his men's secret arrests must have been under some kind of curse, so they died suddenly and tragically.
"
Old Qian also said as if he had a toothache: "Curse can be divided into a death curse and a living curse. The death curse among Fang Canghai and others is fine, but if they are hit by a living curse, it will be troublesome."
The fat man was startled: "What do you mean?"
"If what was in Fang Canghai was a living curse, it means that Luo Wenchong, who was sawed into three parts at that time, was not dead yet." Xie Bangui raised his eyebrows and said, "Uncle Zhang, is Luo Wenchong dead?"
"I don't know!" Zhihuozhang shook his head and said, "Not even the secret government master who suppressed his body could explain this clearly. However, one thing is certain, Fang Canghai suppressed his body just to prevent him from dying.
And come back to life."
Xie Bangui squinted his eyes and said, "Isn't Luo Wenchong's body alive again?"
"It's not that it's alive, it's that it's lost." Zhang Zhang said slowly, "That happened ten days ago..."
Ten days ago, there were heavy clouds and windy weather near the Broken Sword Cliff in the forbidden area of the Immortal Mansion. Thunder and lightning were dancing wildly. Even the bright moon in the sky seemed to be hiding. Is it afraid of the violent thunder and lightning, or was it afraid of something ready to move below the Broken Sword Cliff?
.
Suddenly, a ray of light wrapped in thunder and lightning fell from the sky, cutting straight into the mountain for more than five feet like a vegetable. The thunder and lightning surrounding the light of the knife successively hit the mountain that was cut by the blade. In an instant, a huge rock the size of a house was cut by the blade.
It was torn apart by thunder and lightning.
The huge rock rolled in the air, and the cold sword light also continued to roll around the rock, chipping off the outer layer of the rock. The huge rock was also shrinking at an alarming speed. By the time it landed, it had turned into a seven-foot-long
Sarcophagus.
"Who is this person? Dare to act so arrogantly in my Immortal Mansion!" There was such a big movement on Broken Sword Cliff. How could the masters of the Immortal Mansion not react? They only saw a white figure holding the sarcophagus on his shoulders and raising it diagonally.
The knife came towards him slowly.
"Is that a person or a shadow?"
The human figure carrying the sarcophagus appeared and disappeared amid the thunder and lightning. Sometimes it was a white shadow moving forward against the coffin, sometimes it was the simple sarcophagus floating on its own, and sometimes there was only half a human figure under the coffin, but it was empty below the waist.
"Eye of Heaven, open!"
Several immortal masters opened their eyes at the same time, but they only saw a coffin and a long knife hanging in the air.
"There seems to be someone behind the coffin. Let's take a look separately..." Several people were about to surround the coffin when they felt a sudden chill from the center of their eyebrows to the lower part of their abdomen, and their eyes slanted left and right. The last thing they saw was someone floating past in front of them.
Sarcophagus and a series of bloody footprints.
When a large number of people from the Immortal Mansion arrived, there were only a few corpses split in half and a few scattered footprints on the ground.
The leader of the Immortal Mansion gritted his teeth and said: "I was robbed of things from the hinterland. Has the Immortal Mansion ever made such a fortune since its establishment? This time it is very embarrassing... Why don't you go and count the things that have been poached?
What is sealed in that stone?"
Before the master could even pull out the account book, a loud noise suddenly came from the Broken Sword Peak, and half of the mountain suddenly collapsed, and countless boulders rolled down. All kinds of weird spirits and ghosts roared and flew out from the broken stones.
It looked extremely ferocious in the dark night and thunderstorm.
"kill!"
The leader of the Immortal Mansion was extremely frightened and furious. He swung his sword to kill the opponent. The crisscrossing sword light added a bit of blood to the strange night.
Chapter completed!