"These people were sneaking around and trying to grab them from behind, but I and my boys caught them."
Yang San happily held up a big wrought copper stick and waved it in the air a few times. "If they hadn't taken my treasure, I really wouldn't have recognized them as bad guys."
The weapon that Yang San had taken advantage of earlier was lost in the dragon valley, and several other guys used it for everything, feeling that they were not taking advantage of it.
I was a little bit overjoyed to find it again after losing it today.
When I saw Li Chongrun's appearance, I was shocked.
The brocade robe Li Chongrun was wearing was stained with blood, and he was holding a long, tattered and jagged knife in his hand. Judging from the shape, it should be Gongsun Lan's.
The young prince, who was always smiling on weekdays, stood there with a blank expression on his face, his eyes looking straight to the east. He no longer looked as close as usual, but looked like a statue in a temple looking down at the people.
Next to Li Chongrun was a Beijing temple made of human heads, with blood still dripping down.
Yang San and the others were stunned by Li Chongrun's expression. Just when they were about to open their mouths to ask, they saw the broken knife in his hand swipe, spraying a line of blood in the air, far away in the direction of the gate of the small temple.
Yang San rushed into the temple gate with some surprise, took one look at them, and then rushed out. Holding a cooked copper stick in his hand, he rushed into the mountains of corpses whose heads had been beheaded by Li Chongrun, and smashed them like garlic.
It wasn't until many corpses were smashed into bloody mud that Yang San finally vented some of the violence in his heart.
Li Chongrun has not spoken to the little girl since he rescued her, and he seems to have really turned into that clay statue.
He glanced coldly at the captured prisoners, and pointed the remaining knife in his hand at one of them in the distance.
The tip of the knife was already somewhat broken, and there was a drop of blood on the tip, shaking in the morning wind, like the prisoner's heart.
"I am an official of the imperial court! I am a member of the Ministry of Etiquette, a foreign minister! Your surname is Li..." The young man in fine clothes couldn't stand the strong pressure brought by Li Chongrun, and he faintly collapsed in his heart.
Li Chongrun did not hesitate, and rushed forward with a single arrow. The broken knife passed through his chest, and was carried by Li Chongrun's advance, directly chopping the man's nonsense and body into a herringbone shape.
The broken knife was pointed at the second person. The blade was already broken into a jagged shape, and a lot of blood was stuck on it. It spilled out like an invisible blade, covering the man's head and face.
The second man in fine clothes rolled his eyes and fainted.
The few remaining people finally couldn't stand such horrific means of extracting confessions, and began to cry out for help, talking about the whole story in a variety of ways.
These people were officials and interpreters from the Ministry of Rites, and these envoys from the Japanese Kingdom came to congratulate His Majesty on the great victory and to plan the construction of Tianshu.
It's just different from the streamlined envoys of other countries. The Japanese envoys have always been huge. However, although the Japanese are a small country, they are always generous with money. Money is thrown out as if it is not needed, and even the passing dung carts are eager to buy.
Two spoonfuls to taste for saltiness.
Therefore, the envoys that received the Japanese became a job of the Ministry of Rites, and several of them actually came from their families to get this position.
It's just that unlike other envoys from other countries who rushed back to their countries to resume their duties, this Japanese envoy seemed to be like Grandma Liu who came to visit the Grand View Garden, visiting mountains and temples whenever she encountered them.
The envoys set out from the capital city of Shenzhou and have been going around in circles for less than half a year. They are still wasting time here in Yangzhou. Seeing that the windy season is coming again, the group does not seem to be in a hurry.
A few days ago, the leader of the envoy, a man named Tachibana, who was said to be a prince-level figure in the Japanese country, suddenly said that he had long admired the prosperity of Buddhism in the Southern Dynasties and wanted to send some envoys to visit the Jiangnan Buddhist temple.
It's just that although most of their Japanese envoys went to Jiangnan, the officials from the Ministry of Rites accompanying them were reluctant to part with the prosperity of Yangzhou, and the prince of the envoy's cat breed was still worshiping Buddha in Yangzhou, so they didn't go with them.
Unexpectedly, it took a few days to receive news that they had visited some ancient temples in the south of the Yangtze River, and Prince Orange came directly across the river.
However, a few officials from the Ministry of Rites were put under house arrest in Zhuangzi as soon as they arrived here. They saw that the Japanese only took a few people to runzhou city dozens of miles away when they needed to go out for shopping. Today they took advantage of the chaos and escaped.
But he was caught by Yang San.
Li Chongrun felt that these people's answers were simply insulting his IQ.
With a knife, he cut off the right foot that spoke the loudest. Li Chongrun grabbed it in his hand and took off the official boots on it. There was a big gap in the foot, which was obviously the result of wearing clogs for a long time.
Seeing that their lies were exposed, the remaining people kowtowed and admitted their mistake.
It turned out that these people were the guards guarding the officials of the Ministry of Etiquette, and they were all personal followers of Prince Ju. Only then did they realize that the situation was over, so they thought of changing into prisoners' clothes and disguised themselves as officials of the previous Dynasty to escape.
Prince Tachibana was originally ordered to come to the Capital of Gods to do something. Through some unknown means, he contacted the undercover agent who had been deployed in this dynasty. He got a huge piece of news and wanted to come here to unearth something.
It is said that this object is the most precious treasure of this dynasty, something that can change dynasties. If it can be transported back to the Japanese country, I think it can also realize some ambitions in the Japanese country.
When they arrived here, these Japanese people knew that what they wanted to mine was actually dragon veins.
It's just that the dragon's veins are buried in huge rocks. Although the Japanese mission has hundreds of people, just trying to dig up a stone mountain is nothing more than a fool's dream.
Fortunately, a few people who were working together brought a magical powder that could split mountains and rocks. With the help of this product, the progress of the project was greatly accelerated.
The dragon veins had almost been mined, but the undercover agent came back with news that they would be buried again. If there was anything else that needed the cooperation of these things.
What exactly is going on and who is the lurking undercover? Naturally, several of his followers have no idea.
Li Chongrun vaguely remembered what the female ninja said, saying that Prince Orange had died in his own hands. Then he thought that the ninja who controlled the scythe was Prince Orange himself.
As for the indiscriminate killing of innocent people, it was just because Prince Orange felt that nothing would be gained by returning to the country like this, and it was really not easy to report to His Highness the Crown Prince.
The powder that can split mountains and rocks is extremely powerful. If it can be brought back to the Japanese country and the corresponding weapons can be developed, the Japanese country will have the right to dominate the world, and will no longer be the small border country it is now.
After the dragon veins were buried, everyone took advantage of the carelessness of those who were working together and arrested them all. They tortured them for a long time, but they still couldn't figure out the point.
A few people only know how to use it, but they don’t have the secret recipe.
Only one person couldn't stand the torture and said that the powder smelled like blood and must be made of blood.
It's just that when the Japanese entered the tenant camp, they had already killed all the old and young people in the village, leaving only a few women and children for them to use to vent their sexual desires.
He killed a few of the remaining women and tried several times without success. Those with broken limbs and arms gradually made people crazy, and in the end it was just killing for pure lust.
When several people saw the officers and soldiers approaching, they realized that the situation was over and they thought of running away. However, the weapons in their hands were too dazzling, so they randomly picked some weapons to take with them, including Yang San's copper rod.
Unexpectedly, it was this casual weapon that caused them to be immediately discovered by Yang San, who immediately captured them.
Since these few were also Japanese, Li Chongrun didn't get any specific information. He waved his broken sword with some annoyance, and Yang San stepped forward with a big stick. With a few "dong dong" sounds, there were a few more people above Jingguan.
head.
The raging fire swallowed up the small temple like a Shura field, leaving only a lonely Jingguan and a bloody wooden sign next to the Jingguan.
Three days have passed since Li Chongrun led his team back to Yangzhou.
Except when he was changing the dressing and cleaning the wound of the only surviving little girl, Li Chongrun would ask a few words as a doctor would do to a patient, but he usually remained silent like this.
"Sister Lan, the prince has always been like this, which makes people a little scared."
Wu Qi was usually the most lovable, and she often acted coquettishly and cutely in front of Li Chongrun. However, the prince had been very preoccupied recently, which made her a little worried.
Gongsun Lan did not reply to her, but glanced at Li Chongrun from a distance who was helping the little girl change her bandage, but the concern in his eyes could not be concealed at all.
"I asked the doctor before. The doctor said that the prince was mentally disturbed and that he could just drink some soothing medicine." Wu Qi was holding a small bowl, which contained some amber-colored medicine.
"It's just that the prince doesn't drink and doesn't pay attention to me. That's it. This is the fourth bowl."
Wu Qi complained to Gongsun Lan that he was used to being petted as a mascot, but he felt a little aggrieved when he was so neglected.
"Come to me."
Gongsun Lan took the medicine bowl from Wu Qi and went to find Li Chongrun.