Jiang Feng noticed that the entire courtyard had been emptied, and most of the monks seemed to have left. The woman in yellow took Jiang Feng to the attic called "Zhiqiu" and left immediately. Soon, several people came into the attic, including an old man.
There were a few, but most of them had sinister eyes and looked very untouchable.
The eight people were relatively speechless and had never known each other before. They each found a suitable place to sit down. There was tea brewed, but no one moved until the sound of people coming upstairs was heard again.
The person who came was a middle-aged man dressed like a noble man. He had a fair complexion, but he was not weak and feminine like a pretty boy, nor was he greasy. His gestures exuded the aura of a superior. This man had solid cultivation and was at the fourth or fifth level of foundation building.
Behind him was the woman in yellow who had led the way before, and two followers who were at the Qi level.
"I am Gongsun Changhong." Your Excellency sat down directly on the main seat and extended his hand to signal everyone to sit down. He looked around and continued,
"To make a long story short, I think you all already know the purpose of inviting everyone here. I am bound to win the position of City Lord. But the reason why I keep you here is because I have a private matter that I want you to do. The reward is quite generous. Ten
A second-level spiritual stone."
Spirit stone? Why spirit stone instead of gold coins? Jiang Feng was secretly alert.
"You all have one thing in common," Gongsun Changhong said, "They are all demon cultivators. I have no other intention. The main reason is that my clan's cultivators are not suitable for this."
The next group of demon cultivators all showed doubts in their eyes. They all wore crystal bracelets before. Unless the law was special, they could not detect the identity of others. It seemed that when they obtained the bracelets, their identities had already been locked by someone who was interested.
In this case, as meat on the chopping board, we can only be slaughtered by others for the time being. It is unrealistic to leave. Last night's test has served as a warning. If we let a group of demon cultivators go to do a private matter, then the remaining thirty people,
And what did the two foundation builders who appeared last night do? Based on my understanding of the fight for position, they probably went to compete with the young master's Baisha Gang.
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In the backyard of the city lord's palace, a woman in rich clothes was sitting on the pavilion, enjoying the afternoon time. The maid had already retreated, and behind her there were only two men in equally beautiful clothes.
"Mother, everything is ready. All my people have been sent to Baiwangpo outside the city, and we have made an appointment to fight there." One of the younger men said.
"You must not be careless," the woman said, "Are all the elders of the Baisha Gang reliable?"
"Don't worry, I have promised them a lot of benefits. And they themselves agree with the second brother to be the city lord. If they are undecided, I have detained their families, but I have a big funding gap. I don't know if my mother can...
….”
"Things went well, but I don't have any money left here, and I have big things to do. In addition, I have asked your second brother to find brothers Zuo Qinhu and Zuo Qinbao to come over to suppress the formation."
"What, second brother, why didn't you tell me?" The man looked at the older man behind him. It was obvious that his mother's rejection of his request for funds, her distrustful attitude, and even his second brother's concealment made him very angry.
"Fourth brother," the older man said, "my mother didn't let me tell you. Although these two people are murderous, they are quite powerful in combat. They can reach the level of golden elixir among casual cultivators, and they are willing to use them for us."
Not much. Although it is against the rules to invite Jindan monks, it was the eldest brother who broke the rules first last night and asked Zhao Ruyi to come over. Your Jinsha Gang elder Li Dakui was killed, right? How about it, I told you,
Don't send an undercover agent there, will you suffer a loss?"
"Humph," the man turned his head, unwilling to accept it. Li Dakui was his die-hard loyalist, and everyone in the gang secretly called him Li Dagou, which shows his loyalty. It would be a pity to die, and in order to appease Li Dakui's subordinates and family, he would have to spend a lot of money.
What a huge expense.
"Stop arguing. We are all brothers. It is a pity to sacrifice an outsider. In this regard, your bastard brother is much smarter. He found a bunch of rogue cultivators and doesn't have to pay compensation even if he dies."
The woman spoke, "I asked your second brother to find the two brothers Zuo Qinhu. One is because he is afraid that the bastard will come looking for the Jindan monk and you will not be able to deal with it; the other is also because he is afraid that the elder of your Baisha Gang will step on his feet.
A boat cannot disembark a killer. Changxiu, stop hiding it and show the letter to your brother."
A dozen letters that were originally sealed with vermilion lacquer were thrown on the indigo stone table. The young man seemed a little disbelieving. He opened them one by one and found that they were all handwritten by the elders of the Baisha Gang. Although they were not named and there was no trace of who they were written to, the content of the letters
Looking at it, it was obvious that they were a bunch of people who had committed suicide. He was suddenly filled with anger. He stood up and was about to go out, but was pulled back.
"Changxiu, I advise your brother to go over quickly and keep a close eye on him personally. If that bitch acts like a coward, the Zuo Qinhu brothers should not come forward. These two men are too murderous and may ruin our major event.
Even if he appears, don't kill him, otherwise we won't be able to explain to Gongsun Sheng and those two old guys."
A quarter of an hour later.
The woman backed away and entered the Qingping Pavilion alone, which was where the couple lived. Gongsun He's nickname was Qingping, which was the origin of the name of the pavilion. As the orthodox wife of the city lord, the new city lord confirmed that the previous person in power was the recipient of the title.
The patriarchal law protects her, but it will not last more than a month. After Gongsun He died, many people looked at her, the wife of the city lord, strangely. For this reason, she simply lived in seclusion and rarely left this courtyard, including refusing to
He quickly and quietly buried Gongsun He in the Gongsun family cemetery and declined many people to pay their respects.
This is not without reason.
He took out a dark red orb from his sleeve. There were four second-level fire-type spiritual stones embedded around the orb. The dim color on the spiritual stones showed that more than half of the spiritual power in it had been consumed. Fortunately, this thing was still usable.
Ripples appeared on the orb, and she confirmed that there was no one nearby. As a mortal who could not cultivate, this was the Spirit-burning Orb that she had asked for as a gift when she first married Gongsun He. As long as there were monks within half a mile,
The spiritual energy fluctuates and the ripples on the orb will twist and stretch, indicating the presence of danger.
In the secret room behind the city lord's throne, she used all her strength to uncover a heavy stone slab and pressed the switch. The sound of a mechanism sounded in the secret room until another narrow secret door in the corner opened. She took out a
Ye Mingzhu lifted up her skirt and entered the dark stairwell.
The heavy soul-suppressing iron chain, the haggard gray-white face, the choking smell of dirty blood, at the end of the dark staircase, illuminated by the torch wrapped in oilcloth, imprisoned a thin monk, whose golden silk robe had long been torn.
It was mixed with mottled blood clots, her hair was messy, and even her boots were missing.
On the chest of the imprisoned monk, seven soul-absorbing nails were inserted into the bone. The mottled blood seemed to have never solidified. Following a violent cough, the purple-black brilliance surged from the soul-absorbing nails, driving the frail body.
Then he was shocked and seemed to be enduring inhuman pain.
If you look for anyone with some status in Jibai City, you will be able to recognize that it is their city lord Gongsun He, but even if they come, they will not dare to recognize him rashly, because at this time, he is already a prisoner.
Having lost all aura of power, he is no different from an ordinary pawn in the market.
puff
Gongsun He spat out a mouthful of blood and splashed it around. The scarlet breath made the suffocating air here thicker and thicker. Some of the blood splashed on the round bronze plate on the far wall. The bronze plate seemed to be engraved with a magic circle.
After absorbing his blood, it gradually glowed with a bright color, gradually gathered, and immediately flew out a square bright flying talisman, flying towards the entrance at a very fast speed, and at the entrance, a transparent light film suddenly appeared, wrapping the flying talisman
Hold it, slow down, and crush it into oblivion just like pinching a dried dessert.
"Vain!"
The woman in gorgeous clothes walked out from the shadow of the huge stone pillar and said, "No message talisman can fly out of this spiritual magic array. Why do you still want to send a message to your filial son?"
hehe
The feeble breathing, accompanied by the hoarse 'hehe', echoed in the empty secret room, which sounded creepy.
The woman in gorgeous clothes didn't take it seriously. She walked a few steps forward and sat on the cold steps. Here she could look up at Gongsun He from a close distance. Under the firelight, there was only a trace of life left in her haggard expression.
Silence, stillness.
After a long time, the woman said quietly:
"Do you love me?"
no answer.
"Do you still remember that night at Yunxiang Mountain? It was the night I decided to marry you, and the days when we went to Cailin City to play. We had not yet given birth to Changxiu at that time, and I was only nineteen years old." She subconsciously said.
He touched his cheeks etched by time and sighed slightly, "The Qingchuan, gardenias, and wind chimes there are all so beautiful, so fragrant, and so crisp. I sang and we laughed together until dawn."
"That's enough," Gongsun Heyou swallowed and spat out a ball of blood, "Yanluo, you can't go back. I love you and will always love you. Why do you do this? Do you treat me like this? What did I do wrong?"
"Shut up!" The woman's beautiful memories were interrupted. She suddenly rushed up and tore Gongsun He's already torn robe, "You never yelled at me in the past. Why, since you practiced some foundation building,
You don’t care about me anymore, do you think I’m old and old, don’t you? I gave you the best of my youth, but in the end you think I’m old, don’t you?”
She roared, her out-of-control emotions had already made her lose her mind, and her rolled-up hair and carefully dressed makeup were all in disarray.
"You are just a mortal," Gongsun He spat out another mouthful of blood, "There is a difference between immortals and mortals. This is fate."
"Why, why can you live forever, and I have to watch myself grow old day by day? Why don't you help me, why don't you want to help me, why don't you help me, and why do you say you love me and want to stay together forever?
, they are all lies, they are all lies to me, you heartless person, hypocrite..."
She raised her head and seemed to have regained some sense at this time. She waved her hand and slapped Gongsun He, "I will destroy you, I will destroy you with my own hands."
"Ha..." Gongsun He ignored her and turned his head slowly and with great effort, staring at the burning torch that occasionally crackled, seeming to have taken everything lightly.
"You shouldn't have fallen in love with him back then, you should have left with me, otherwise..." A man in gray robe stood up from the dark corner, as if he had been there and been listening.
"Shut up." The woman shouted, but her voice was no longer sharp, and her anger had exhausted all her strength.
"Okay, Yanluo." The man wasn't angry either. The firelight reflected on his smooth face and swept across his fat figure. He held a snake-shaped sword in his hand and slowly leaned towards Gongsun He.
"Are you all ready?" the woman asked.
"Don't worry, I used your money in exchange for a lot of spiritual stones. There will be no problem with the operation of the magic circle. The monster fire crow can lay fire crow eggs tonight. As long as it can lay eggs with innate dharma, I can help
You build your spiritual roots, and from now on, you will become a monk like me and become immortal."
"Stupid," Gongsun He suddenly turned his head and cursed, "Chen Kun, Liu Yanluo, you two bastards, why didn't I kill you back then? You will definitely be punished by God for doing such a thing that harms the harmony of heaven and earth!
"
Snap, snap, snap!
A man named Chen Kun slapped Gongsun He three times in succession. Gongsun He, who was suppressed by the soul-stirring nails, was no different from a mortal. The corners of his mouth suddenly cracked and blood flowed.
"Yanluo, don't believe him," Gongsun He sobbed. "If he practices Qi, he will turn you into a monster that is neither human nor demon."
"No matter what she becomes, I still love her," Chen Kun pinched Gongsun He's neck and turned his face towards him, "I'm not like you, an old dog who likes the new and dislikes the old, and only knows how to practice. Say it quickly!