This man was fair and fair, with slightly long hair, bright eyes, and a vertical line between his eyebrows. At first glance, he looked so handsome that he looked almost inhuman.
In stark contrast, is his clothing. The boy is wearing quite shabby clothes, the corners of the clothes are frayed, and there is a red rope hanging on his chest. On the red rope, there is a lining.
The large copper coins coated with vermilion gleamed faintly.
This is a token of Maoshan disciples. Mr. Chen has several boxes in his home, so I became even more curious when I saw it.
He took a few steps back and looked up and down. Soon our eyes were attracted to a stone tablet he was carrying behind him. We squinted our eyes and looked carefully. That thing was not a stone tablet, but a piece of iron. It was more than a foot wide and an inch thick.
, there is a handle at the top, and the peculiar shape makes it easy for people to mistake it for a sword. Coupled with the boy's dress, it immediately makes people think that this is Yang Guo's classmate from "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" who has traveled through time.
Already.
"Who are you?" I asked as I pulled out the ruler.
"My surname is Lei, my dharma name is Zhenguizi. You can call me whatever you want, young master." He said, and he also clasped his hands with me. This clasped hand was very different from the ordinary people's fist-clasping posture. At first glance,
I knew that this man was a Taoist priest, and I followed the same example. I returned the same courtesy to him, and then said to him with a little doubt: "This real man, I don't know what sect he comes from. What is the meaning of his visit?"
"Oh, I just forgot to mention that my master, Chen Daoling, is a disciple of Maoshan. I am here to discuss something with you under the decree of the Maoshan General Altar. You must be Mr. Lu Li."
"He's in Lu Li." Upon hearing this, I quickly clasped my fists. At this time, Xiaopang and the others also gathered around. It was obvious that these people were very interested in him. They all looked up and down with their little eyes, especially Ding.
Ling, her eyes were almost straight, as if a female gangster saw a handsome guy...
Glancing at her, I felt quite depressed. Although even I have to admit that my appearance is indeed not as good as his, I still have to be more reserved in front of so many people!
Thinking of this, I was too lazy to hang out with these people anymore. I left them there to be polite to each other and walked forward. At this time, the ding-ding-dong-dong banging on the door had stopped. I tried to open the door and take a look inside.
The situation is like this, but when I stretched out my hand, there was no push, and when I tried my best with both hands, there was still no push...
What's going on!?
Just as he was thinking about it, the young man known as the "True Returned Son" had already walked over. He smiled, stretched out his hand, pressed his fair and slender palm on the door panel, and pushed the black door open with a gentle push.
....
When I looked up, there were corpses lying horizontally and vertically in the yard. Most of those corpses were green and black, and quite a few of them were covered in white smoke. It was obvious at a glance that they were burned by flames.
When I looked around, I saw that the bodies were piled up like a hill at the door, but they were all almost burned.
I stretched out my hand and tried it. When I was half a foot away from the corpse, I could feel a wave of hot air. When I got in, I felt like I had fallen into a briquette that had just been extinguished.
The whole yard was filled with heat from the stove. It was very stuffy, very hot, warm and had a lot of burning smell.
It seems that I am not mistaken. Those human-shaped wooden signs are indeed related to these corpses. There is no flame on their bodies, but they are burned like this. Presumably, this is the complete transfer of the damage caused by the burning of those wooden signs.
The results on them... think of this
, I quickly ran towards the partially exposed pavilion. The fire inside had been extinguished, and the surrounding walls were burning like a furnace. The billowing black smoke had just dissipated and blackened both sides of the entrance. I squatted down.
There, I shined a flashlight on it and found that it was completely empty and scrapped.
Okay, solved.
This place for raising corpses can no longer be used, but out of caution, I ran to a few coffins that had been dug out of the ground and looked for them. I shined a flashlight on them and found that each one was empty, with only a few remaining.
The corpse was burned to death as soon as it was crawled out. After making sure that these things could no longer harm the world, I asked Lao Yang to call the fire brigade and ask them to clean up the battlefield. I immediately returned to the outside of the mansion and talked to the man named "Zhen Guizi"
"The guys started chatting.
"Tell me what you want from me." I wiped my hands and face with a tissue, and asked him while busying myself.
"I am here to discuss the handover of Chongxiao Tower with you." The man said and took out two stacked copper plates as big as an invitation card. I took them and looked at them.
Look, in the middle of the front of the bamboo board, there is an incised Bagua diagram. There are many strange symbols on both sides of the Bagua diagram, and there are two very flat protrusions at both ends of the bamboo board.
Aesthetically speaking, this thing has reached the level of a handicraft.
Separating the copper plate, there was a piece of rice paper attached to the inside of the bamboo plate. It looked quite thick, with some light background patterns on it. In the middle of the rice paper, a series of flowing words were written vertically from right to left.
The calligraphy, cursive, and Wen Hui Ming styles.
"This is...the Bagua ultimatum?" I was dumbfounded when I saw the two large seals on the rice paper. Although the words on it were written in seal characters, anyone who knows a little bit about ancient Chinese can see this.
The place where the post originated: Maoshan Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace.
Damn it, no wonder this guy is so arrogant, he turns out to be the special commissioner of Maoshan Zongtan...
You must know that this Bagua ultimatum is one of the tokens of the leader of Maoshan. Simply put, it is the "imperial edict" within Maoshan. Ordinary people would never see it once in their lifetime, but at this juncture, the people of Maoshan's general altar
What are you here for?
Seeing the "old turtle" smiling, I opened the Bagua disk and read it again. I have to say that after so many years, Damaoshan's official letters are still so dogmatic. When I read them, they were a bit difficult to read. I read them again and again.
After five minutes, I returned the Eight Diagrams Paper to the boy, "I can't make the decision on this matter. At six o'clock in the evening, go to the Iron Tower. I will discuss it with Mr. Chen and then give you an answer."
"This..." When the man heard this, he hesitated for a moment, then nodded and took the certificate and turned down the mountain. Looking at his back, Xiaopang and the others were sighing. After a while, these people came over and asked questions.
, I was in a bad mood and had no time to talk nonsense with them. When the people from the fire brigade came, I asked Lao Yang to keep an eye on me and ran back first.
When she returned to the iron building, Gui Gui was sitting at the top of the stairs with her knees in her arms, and Yao'er was squatting next to her. Her pitiful little appearance was exactly the same as that of Nizi beside her.