Suzhou City is the headquarters of the Jianghuai Army.
The residence of Su Yan, the governor of the Jianghuai River, is located in the southwest corner of Suzhou City, a place with beautiful scenery surrounded by mountains and rivers.
This place has a pleasant climate, surrounded by green trees all year round, with flowers in full bloom, colorful and beautiful, but recently it has been tainted with a bleak and sad atmosphere.
The entire Grand Governor's mansion was guarded by more than 1,800 servants. Everyone had hemp ropes tied around their waists and white cloth tied around their sleeves to show their condolences.
At first, Feng Kun could not find any trace of the murderer in Jinling City, so he did not stay long. He directly sewed up the head and body of the crown prince Cao Ying, took the remaining men with him, and rushed to the Jianghuai Governor's Mansion to search for Jinling. king.
King Jinling sent his white-haired man to his black-haired man, so he was naturally sad and did not mention it.
As Cao Ying's brother-in-law, Su Yan also hid his face in sorrow. He set up a mourning hall directly in his governor's mansion and made great arrangements.
After seven days of mourning, Cao Ying was buried in great splendor. Su Yan still ordered everyone in the house to wear mourning clothes. After three months, they could resume their usual attire.
"The death of the Crown Prince is by no means a matter of Jianghuai. The Ministry of Punishment of the Imperial Court will also issue an official document. The arrest documents have been sent to various places, but so far, there is no news."
Su Yan is a handsome middle-aged man with white hair as white as snow and a slender figure. He is not wearing an official uniform, but a silk gown. He is sitting on the general's chair and reading letters.
"The evil thief was crazy and daring. He openly attacked the palace in broad daylight, killing people and looting. But after all, he had good cultivation and was able to kill the Flying Sword Immortal Zhu Liang."
"Such a character often It is really difficult to trace Feikong's disappearance. "
The King of Jinling, Cao Hong, is a majestic old man with gray hair, wearing a golden crown and python robe. He is sitting aside with a sad and angry look on his face, silent.
“Actually, there are not all clues.”
Feng Kun said, “The man showed up with the help of the body of Jinling Deputy General Niu Guocheng’s son, practiced martial arts in Toutuo Ridge, and did not hesitate to attack the palace. Seizing the medicinal materials must be because the real body was destroyed.”
"There are not many secret techniques in the world that can revive a corpse, and there are even fewer people who have the strength to refine it. And within seven days after the death of the real body, you must find a person with the same birth date and attach it to the fresh corpse."
"Only According to the date of Niu Guocheng's death, go forward seven days and find out which master in the world's immortal realm died during those seven days, and you can probably determine his identity. "
Cao Hongdian. nodded.
"Mr. Feng Kun's method is good, but in addition to tracking down the murderer, we probably have some urgent things to do now."
Su Yan handed a letter in his hand to his father-in-law , said, "The imperial court sent Bao Zheng as an imperial envoy to patrol the southeast. He wants to come to the Jinling Palace to express condolences for the loss of his son and to help track down the murderer."
When Feng Kun heard this, his expression changed slightly.
Although Bao Zheng is good at solving cases, how many clues will he be able to find when he arrives in the future for a murderer who disappeared immediately after attacking the Jinling Palace?
He is coming to Jinling with the responsibility of governor of the southeast. It is obvious that he is not interested in drinking.
"Although Niu Guocheng has been dealt with, the court has obviously still received some rumors."
Su Yan picked up the wine bottle on the table and poured himself a cup of warm wine. After taking a few sips of the wine, he whispered, "Bao Zheng came back from his mission to the Liao Kingdom. Not long after, he was sent out to inspect various places. He is really diligent!"
Feng Kun's eyes flashed fiercely: "I have heard about this Bao Heizi's reputation for a long time, but I understand that he is a civil servant and has to deal with government affairs. How advanced is his cultivation?"
"Anyway, he has to patrol the southeast first. , it’s better to find a place to kill him before he comes to Jianghuai, and leave him as a big case in the local area.”
Cao Hong held the letter and muttered: “That’s not right, Heizi. See you now However, he is indeed a talented person, and he has Zhan Zhao beside him, as well as Gongsun Ce, who has various methods."
"Even if the three of us take action personally, there is no guarantee that he will not escape. , On the contrary, we didn’t bring it upon ourselves and pushed things to extremes in advance.”
Feng Kun had never met Bao Zheng, but he also believed in Cao Hong’s vision, so he gradually gave up his thoughts.
"Alas!"
Feng Kun sighed fiercely, "Zhu Liang died at the wrong time."
Su Yan said: "With our current strength, if we really want to cause trouble, There is no need to be afraid of the Song Dynasty. The only thing to worry about is the Emei Zhengzong. "
Among the five major Zongzong in the world, the Emei Zhengzong is the closest to the Song Dynasty royal family.
Back then, Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin had a mixed bag of people under his command, and there were many monsters from evil sects mixed in the army. Li Chugeng, Wang Yansheng and others were known as famous generals and they always liked to eat the hearts and ears of prisoners.
At that time, Wang Jixun, the uncle of the state, even ate human flesh as food.
When the emperor's younger brother Zhao Guangyi visited Emei, he used these things as an excuse. Soon after, there was the sound of candle shadows and axes. Zhao Kuangyin suddenly became enlightened, and a spiritual light appeared in his Tianling Gai, and he went to see him. The Buddha.
The ogres were all executed by Zhao Guangyi.
Later, Taizong, Zhenzong, Empress Dowager Liu, and the current emperor all treated Emei Zhengzong with great courtesy and often awarded him rewards.
The old master of the Emei Zhengzong generation, Pudu Puqunsheng, is an expert who has entered the realm of three disasters early, and he even dares to be called the "General Sect Leader of the Eighty-one Sect".
Although it is just a false title, it can be seen that it is very prestigious.
The reason why Cao Hong and Su Yan have not rebelled for so long is that they are most worried about the existence of Emei Zhengzong.
“I have long been looking for a force that can fight against Emei. Over the years, I have sent many generous gifts to all parties. The best one is the relationship with Kunlun Zhengzong.”
“The acting headmaster of Kunlun, the third-generation monk Reclining Buddha, has many correspondence exchanges with this king. We can talk about it, but their real leader, Kunlun Dharma King He Lianpeng, has been in seclusion all year round."
Cao Hong said, "The Kunlun Dharma King is the one who can really fight against the general population. If the first level of relationship is not established, Kunlun cannot be truly relied upon.”
Su Yan's expression moved slightly and he said: "That Black Toutuo in Toutuo Ridge must be a disciple of the Reclining Buddha Monk. Why not use this reason to invite the people from Kunlun over first."
Feng Kun also picked up a cup from the table. He tasted the wine and smiled: "No. Wrong, as long as the Reclining Buddha Monk comes, will the whole Kunlun sect be able to stay out of the matter in the future?"
Cao Hong nodded, took a pen and paper, wrote a letter, and then refused to let anyone go. Sending a message is just a matter of making a stroke with your hands in the air.
In the air, a dark crack suddenly appeared.
You can vaguely see the mist rolling deep in the cracks, and the little green fires drifting, endless, it is the vast and boundless scenery of the underworld.
Cao Hong took out a thumb-sized sapphire statue from his sleeve and threw it into the crack in the underworld.
The sapphire statue grew in the wind and turned into a huge falcon. Its head and neck were only white bones, but below the neck, it was covered with thick green feathers.
When this falcon opens its mouth, you can see a stream of green fire rising up along the bones of its neck, and then spurting out from its mouth, making a sound like the neighing of a horse or a camel, or like an old man scolding at the top of his lungs. Weird noises.
This ghost-headed messenger is made by collecting the resentment of the old creatures in the underworld, refining and unifying it for a long time, sealing it into a statue, and brewing it.
Using this magical weapon to send messages and fly in the underworld is much faster than moving in the upper world.
After Cao Hong sent this letter, he felt the reply in the evening.
At that time, the three of them were still discussing matters in the study. Cao Hong made a seal again and opened the crack in the underworld. He saw a piece of golden letter paper, which was brought back by the ghost-headed messenger.
Feng Kun asked: "How?"
"The Reclining Buddha Monk agreed, but said it would take a while."
Cao Hong frowned, "In the letter It is said that the Flower Goddess of Xixia Kingdom was abducted by a Song Dynasty man named Ouyang Chun, who was also the authentic Flower Goddess of their Kunlun Sect and a direct disciple of the Dharma King. "
"He Lianpeng sent messages several times while in seclusion, asking about the progress of the matter. He wanted to cut Ouyang Chun's body into thousands of pieces, and the Flower Goddess wanted to see the corpse alive."
" Now Kunlun Zhengzong, together with the Xixia Kingdom, has sent a large number of manpower to search for these two people in the Song Dynasty, so they are temporarily unable to escape. "
Su Yan asked in a strange tone when he heard this. " Ouyang Chun?"
"Is it the Ouyang Chun who is known as the Northern Hero?"
Feng Kun also asked, thinking, "This person often travels in the north. If he has been there? It's not surprising that Xixia can kidnap a princess and escape from Xixia. There should be no other person named Ouyang Chun in the world who has this ability. "
Su Yan gently knocked the wine glass on the table and said loudly: "God is really helping me!"
Feng Kun's eyes turned: "Why did the Governor say this?"
"You guys What I don’t know is that although Ouyang Chun is known as the Northern Hero, he is actually from the south of the Yangtze River.”
Su Yan laughed, “When I was young, I had some friendship with him and secretly checked on him. background, know his family The former residence of his ancestors. Back then, he went to the north specifically to hide his origins and feel that he was far away from his homeland so that he could let go. "
"For such a nostalgic man, he still has no wife at his age, so he finally kidnapped one. Princess, why don't you go back to his ancestral grave and pay your respects in secret?" Su Yan said in a deep voice, "If we manage to capture this person, it will be a big favor to Kunlun."
"I will immediately send my three thousand ears to report the gods, lurk near the ancestral graves of Ouyang Chun's family, and conduct secret investigations. They will never miss any trace!"
Just do it, Su Yan stood up immediately, bowed to his father-in-law, and then walked out of the study to arrange things.
After Feng Kun waited for him to leave, he said something incomprehensible: "The Governor understands the prince's pain of losing his son, and has become more friendly to him recently."
The King of Jinling did not Duoyan seemed to be still looking at the golden letter paper.
But he sighed secretly in his heart.
Yinger, you deserved to die.
In order to win over Su Yan, King Jinling married all his daughters to him.
But as long as Cao Ying lives, this prince is good enough and is very likely to reach the realm of Lu Xingxian.
Even if Su Yan succeeds in cooperating with King Jinling, he is just a consort.
Now that Cao Ying is dead and King Jinling has no other outstanding legitimate son, the cooperation between the two becomes even more seamless.
There is nothing better than a loving father and a filial son.
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The sun and the moon rotate, and the sky is filled with stars.
On the Jianghuai waterway, a small black-topped boat floats down the river.
There was no boatman at the helm, only a long sheathed knife lying across the bow. The scabbard seemed to be made of green shark skin, the handle was simple, and the thin rope had many signs of wear.
In the cabin, there are two figures sitting, one is dressed in plain clothes and has a delicate face. At first glance, it is not surprising, but the more you look at it, the more touching it becomes.
The other person is a middle-aged man with black hair in a wooden hairpin and a strong figure. Looking at his facial features and skin, he does not actually look older. Especially his eyes, which are exceptionally clear and energetic, but have a purple look. Beard.
At first glance, it seems that this man is already in his forties.
Between the two of them, there was a chessboard with nineteen vertical and horizontal lines, which were carved very standardly.
But the two men used chess pieces polished from pebbles in the river. They couldn't tell who was black and who was white. When placing the pieces, they seemed to rely entirely on memory to distinguish between friend and foe.
"You lost again!"
The woman suddenly smiled, "It seems that the ancestors of your Ouyang family still prefer me, the new daughter-in-law."
Man He smiled and said, "It's obvious that my wife is very good at chess."
"That is, my chess skills were taught by my master personally when I was young. In addition to practicing these years, I played chess with my sisters, and they have made great progress. Huashen Temple Among them, my chess skills are probably the best.”
When the woman said this, her hand to pick up the chess pieces slowed down, and her bright eyes dimmed slightly, "Unfortunately, if everything could stay at the time when I was young, I would rather my chess skills not have any improvement."
< br>The man sighed: "Ouyang Chun, Ouyang Chun, you are such a despicable and shameless person!"
Princess Flower God raised her eyes: "I went with you myself, not you abducted me."
"I'm not talking about this."
Ouyang Chun stretched out his hand to hold the princess, "It's just that I understand I know that when you grow up, you have a lot of pain in your heart. Just now when you prayed to stay young forever, my thoughts were still the opposite of yours.”
"You have grown to such an age, and Ouyang Chun is lucky enough to meet you."
Princess Flower God couldn't help but smile: "You are really a bit of a prodigal and shameless when you talk like this."< br>
“Hahahaha!”
Ouyang Chun stood up with a smile, "The stars are blooming and the wind is clear on the river. Why not go out to enjoy the river scenery and get rid of those tedious thoughts."
The two of them walked to the bow of the boat and saw The vast smoke waves ahead reflected the entire starry sky.
Thousands of bright stars seem to be within reach, which is really refreshing.
There are several small islands in the distance, dotted among the misty stars.
"That is Hongze Lake."
Ouyang Chun pointed ahead and said, "I have talked to you before about the former residence of Tang Ao during the Wu Zhou period. It is on a small island in Hongze Lake."
Princess Flower God nodded gently, her eyes wandering over the small islands.
According to legend, in order to resurrect his beloved daughter, Tang Ao traveled all over the world, collecting fragrant flowers and trees from all over the world, researching medicines and magical methods to nourish his soul and nourish his mind.
Some people say that he failed to succeed in the end and died in depression on this small island in Hongze Lake.
Some people say that after staying in Hongze Lake for some years, he set off again and finally got what he wanted. After his daughter was resurrected, she took flowers as her body and flower dew as her food, and could give orders. The flowers bloom and fade, which is the flower fairy.
Perhaps this is just a good wish for him from many people who were favored by him back then.
However, when Princess Flower God was chatting with Ouyang Chun, she heard these deeds and was very convinced that Baihua Fairy could really be resurrected.
After the two escaped from Xixia, Ouyang Chun took her back to the south of the Yangtze River to pay homage to her ancestors' graves. Princess Flower God remembered the past and wanted to visit Tang Ao's former residence.
“It has the scent of dried flowers.”
The Flower Goddess stood in the wind, her eyes fixed on a small island, sniffing lightly with the tip of her nose, and distinguishing it carefully.
“Snowy Mountain Panax notoginseng, Datura from the Western Regions, red peony from Lilliput, desert sesame from Alibus... all seem to be flowers that can be used as medicine.”
< br>Ouyang Chun thought thoughtfully: "Is there anyone making a potion on the island? It would be inappropriate for us to visit at this time."
In the valley of the small island.
Su Hanshan sat cross-legged, his skin undulating slightly, as if there were countless bright red bugs crawling under his skin.
He has successfully seduced demons in the past few days and has entered the late stage of "collecting great medicine". The ten layers of inert vitality of the martial arts golden elixir can already be mobilized.
However, the inventory of the Jinling Palace is really rich, so Su Hanshan is ready to seize the momentum in the past few days and continue to practice intensively, so that his body can step into the realm of subduing demons.
At that time, "Heavenly Eyes Canglong" will also be able to exert some effects when it touches the vitality at the level of the mysterious embryo. The intertwined operation of the two levels of light and dark will make it more useful.
However, even if he uses the golden elixir realm to understand the martial arts of subduing demons and control this body.
The transition from gathering great medicine to the realm of conquering demons is particularly tricky and difficult.
That is a process of refining all the power of the invisible demon in the body into real supernatural power.
Many demons cause the body to be ever-changing, with endless false and real temptations.
Ordinary people would spend ten or eight years at this stage carefully, but because Su Hanshan practiced too fast, the temptation of ten or eight years was concentrated in these few days.
He tried his best to suppress all kinds of tormenting illusions that seemed both real and illusory, and could not be explained in words, and patiently screened them out.
During these days, Zhihua, just watching from the side, could sometimes feel the disturbance of demonic energy.
He also guessed that this senior was probably resurrected from a dead body.
But even for a person who has resurrected his body and rebuilt his true body, the progress of such brave and determined implementation is really frightening.
“Huh?”
With a thought in Su Hanshan's mind, the golden elixir swam among the five internal organs. He swallowed and swallowed three times in succession to calm down the abnormality on his body, and opened his eyes to look out of the valley.
“A swordsman with good skills came near this island.”
(End of this chapter)