"Do you know him?" I asked Si Weiqi, but I didn't know the background of these people, but I vaguely thought of the Golden Pavilion that Ke Qiao mentioned just now.
While Ke Qiao was watching the one-sided fight in front of him, he said: "Shandong's Zhu Wuye's ancestor was a military general of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. He had a good stick and a horse and rushed into the foreign musketeers, as if he was in the middle of nowhere.
He is one of the few heroes who managed to disperse hundreds of foreign Japanese musketeers with his own strength."
"What does this have to do with him?" I asked Ke Qiao.
"Every member of the Zhu family was extremely powerful and possessed extraordinary powers with the Eight Immortals Staff. Later, they were recruited by Hong Xiuquan and established as the king of the 'Golden Pavilion', specializing in training dead soldiers for the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. At the peak of the Golden Pavilion, he had ten thousand people under his command.
A good player who can fight one against ten."
"Then King Hong Xiuquan was defeated and died. The Zhu family all retreated to the mountains. No one knows where they are hiding."
"Then this Master Zhu Wu is..."
"Humans, you can't live in the mountains and valleys forever. This Zhu Wuye is now a famous rural sage of this generation, with properties all over the world. The reason why Miss Si didn't wait for you where you are is to meet Zhu Wuye earlier.
Above, it's a pity that we were unlucky and couldn't meet him. It wasn't until I saw the embroidery on those rotten corpses that I suddenly realized it!" There was a hint of admiration in Ke Qiao's words.
Only then did I understand that the Zhu family lived in seclusion here and the ancestral graves were moved here. It was strange that Master Zhu Wu was not in a hurry when he saw that his ancestors had crawled out of the grave circle.
In the blink of an eye, the large group of rotting corpses had been suppressed by them. Every time a rotting corpse fell, a ghostly howl was heard, and then it turned into a gloomy wind and blew into the distance.
Zhu Wuye suddenly stood up and slapped the bamboo body hard again. The scattered ends of the bamboo pole came together again, as if they had never been split.
He saw that the people behind him had wiped out the corpses, sheathed their swords, and quickly lifted up the corpses and skeletons and walked away into the distance.
Zhu Wuye carried the bamboo pole behind his back and looked at us from a distance.
The moonlight enveloped the earth again, and the blood color before dawn made the man in front of him even more mysterious.
"Miss Si!" Zhu Wuye walked up to Si Weiqi, dropped the bamboo pole in his hand, and held Si Weiqi's hand, very excited.
"Miss Si, what's going on with you..."
"Thanks to Mr. Zhu Wu for helping me, otherwise, my life may not be guaranteed today."
"Miss Si, don't talk nonsense. I know your methods. You must have calculated that I would come to rescue you, so you had a backup plan, right?"
"To be honest, it's not that I predict things like a god, but the opponent I face this time is too powerful, so I have no choice but to hope to survive until death!"
"What the hell is going on?" Master Zhu Wu exclaimed.
"It's a long story. This place is not a place to stay for a long time. Let's leave here first and then talk about it."
"Miss Si is right, let's leave now."
I don't know what kind of friendship he has with Si Weiqi, but looking at the excited look in their eyes when talking, I know that the relationship between them is by no means comparable.
"These two are..." Zhu Wuye looked at me and Ke Qiao up and down and asked.
"This is my husband, Lin Kun, and this is Ke Qiao." Si Weiqi introduced.
"Oh? This is the 'Young Marshal Touching Gold' as people in the world call him?" Zhu Wuye looked me over, then laughed a few times, patted me on the shoulder, and was about to take a few of us to the Golden Pavilion.
This was the first time I heard Si Weiqi introduce me as her husband in front of outsiders. Thinking about it, I felt both secretive joy and guilt. To be honest, I really didn’t fulfill my responsibility as a husband, otherwise I wouldn’t have been willful.
The earth left Yuling.
Si Weiqi didn't refuse. As I walked, I looked at the shiny bamboo pole on Master Zhu Wu's back. I also thought of the quick-reaching men in red who penetrated deep into the corpses and didn't get sucked out of their blood. I was immediately puzzled.
Cong Sheng asked: "Master Zhu Wu, your bamboo pole is just an ordinary bamboo pole. Why is it so powerful?"
"Hahaha, you must know the Beggar Clan's dog-beating stick. My bamboo pole is called the 'Eight Immortals Stick'. It is about one foot and three feet long. It needs to be boiled in boiling oil for three days and then exposed to the sun for one month.
This 'Eight Immortals Stick' can be made without any damage, which is comparable to the legendary dog-beating stick!"
The sky was getting brighter and we were walking higher and higher along a thatched path. Ke Qiao was carrying the unconscious old man on his back and kept complaining. Zhu Wuye wanted to turn around and pick up the old man, but Ke Qiao declined.
But Ke Qiao only walked a few steps before he started to complain again and again from exhaustion. When Zhu Wuye saw this, he stopped and said, "Brother, stop carrying it. I'll call someone here right now!"
After he finished speaking, he changed his mouth shape and blew a loud whistle. Then, a man in red came running from a distance. Without saying a word, he took the old man and hurriedly ran up the mountain.
Although this man's appearance was no different from that of an ordinary person, as he walked quickly on this steep slope, his breath was not disturbed at all, and his heartbeat was irregular. It is better to say that he is a god than a "dead man".
When I was investigating the case of the "Female Corpse in Red" case, I checked books about the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom. Legend has it that Shi Dakai, the king of Yi, had a group of dead soldiers who were like ghosts and evil spirits. When the Qing soldiers and foreign devils shot their bodies with muskets, they would only bleed, but they would not be seen.
He fell to the ground and ate human flesh and blood before jumping into battle. The reason why this kind of dead body became like this was because of an evil spell called "Silk Stripping Pill". Anyone who falls under this spell has superhuman strength, but
Without the vitality of a living person, the three souls and seven souls were forcibly peeled out, leaving only the soul of life and the soul of strength. The two are equal in yin and yang, which can make the person who has undergone this technique have thoughts, and can also make them insensible to pain and fatigue.
"Peeling Dan!" I blurted out unintentionally as I watched the man's figure disappear into the woods.
"good!"
"This is Hong Xiuquan's ace army. Shi Dakai's so-called dead soldiers are just those who took hallucinogenic drugs in advance and are not aware of pain. Those drugs can make people excited and drink blood like hair. In fact, they are overdrawing their lives. Anyone who takes drugs to participate in the war will die.
Scholars will soon die from exhaustion of their efforts."
"But those who have been hit by the Silk Stripping Pill are a hundred times more painful than the former. All their true souls have been drained away, their food is tasteless, and they want to cry without tears... The feeling of suffering in the waste without the seven emotions and six desires is not as good as the eighteenth level of hell.
It's a pleasure to come!" Ke Qiao exclaimed.
The two of us followed Si Weiqi and Zhu Wuye all the way, and soon reached the top of the mountain. There was a stockade covering an area of ​​four to five miles in front of us. The stockade was surrounded by rough wooden fences, and there were many houses in the stockade. The two of them had expressionless faces.
Guards stood on both sides of the gate.
Standing outside the village, my eyes suddenly opened up. It was a winter morning, overlooking Taihu Lake, like a half-curved moon, with layers of mist half-covered like blue clouds. The green hills on both sides were undulating, but there was still a lot of roundness and agility between them.
Looking at the mountain behind the village, it looks like a horse on a screen, tall and flat. Looking at this place, it is true that as Zhu Wuye said, there are no dragon statues, but the Mianshan Mountain is close to the water, and it does have the power of Xuanwu Guishu. Walking here, you can't help but give in.
People's spirits were shaken.
Landscapes have feelings, but the man I saw just now was like a living dead, obeying orders without knowing what he was doing.
Zhu Wuye took us to the room and asked his subordinates to bring us food. Si Weiqi was not polite to him and went to bed after eating.
"Where is that old man?" I asked Mr. Zhu Wu.
"Don't worry, someone is taking care of you." After saying this, he clasped his fists at Si Weiqi, opened the door and walked out.
"Sister Qi, how do you know him?"
Si Weiqi looked at Master Zhu Wu's fading figure and replied slowly: "Your aunt saved Master Zhu Wu's life, and they had some friendship. At that time, the Golden Pavilion was still in Shandong, and at the invitation of Master Zhu Wu,
Your aunt then took me to visit, and only when we got there did we find out that Master Zhu Wu wanted your aunt to preside over the Dian Jin Pavilion's 'Dianning General Book' held every five years."
The so-called ranking of generals is a consideration of the martial arts of everyone in the pavilion over the past few years. Except for the three hundred dead men in the pavilion, everyone else can participate, even if they are not members of the pavilion, but few people can get the ranking.
From the establishment of the Golden Pavilion to the present, those who are ranked first in the Dian General Book will receive rewards from the King, either gold and silver treasures or titles in the Pavilion.
That day, the sun was shining brightly. Auntie, Zhu Wuye and all the kings in the pavilion were sitting down under the ring. They saw the crowd behind them, including those who came from all over the place to join in the fun, and some who were ambitious and wanted to fight for the treasure.
Looking at the front of the arena, there is a gold plaque hanging with four square gold characters in it - The world is for one.
Just look at a man in red, holding a cold sword in both hands, slowly walking onto the stage. When Zhu Wuye saw the sword, his eyes showed excitement.
He nodded to the man, then stood up and said to everyone: "It is truly an honor for all heroes to gather at the Golden Pavilion today. This sword is called 'Zi You Sword', and it is the sword carried by King Hong Tian. Although the blade is
It’s not a front, but it’s a treasure. Whoever wins the first prize today will be rewarded!”
My aunt heard this, but she couldn't help being shocked. As the saying goes, a heavy sword has no edge. This sword looks ordinary, but in fact it is awe-inspiring. In terms of material, it is not really a good sword, but the strength of this sword is
The soul is a rare and powerful soul in the world, and it is truly a treasure to restrain evil spirits.
Everyone behind him was in an uproar after hearing this. Although they couldn't see anything extraordinary about this sword, they heard that it was Hong Xiuquan's sword and it must be a treasure.
First, a big monk jumped onto the ring, grabbed the dagger, and shouted: "I am Songshan Shi Yanzhao, whoever is dissatisfied, just come and grab it!"
"I'm worried about chanting Buddha's name in the temple and running wild!" A man carrying a long knife jumped onto the stage and cursed.
After hearing this, Shi Yanzhao was stunned and asked loudly: "Who are you?"
The man rolled his eyes at Shi Yanzhao and replied: "Bai Deli!"
"Never heard of it!" Shi Yanzhao shouted, raised his fist and hit the man.
The two of them were going back and forth, with their fists and kicks thrown at each other, both of them were injured, and it was impossible to tell the winner for a moment.
But what my aunt cares more about is the dazzling Ziyou sword!
Shi Yanzhao was extremely powerful and extremely durable, but Bai Deli was very agile and was able to avoid Shi Yanzhao's heavy blows several times and hit his vital points again and again.
In a rage, Shi Yanzhao crossed his fists and fiercely attacked Bai Deli. Bai Deli held the steel knife in his hand, but did not take it out of its sheath. He hurriedly used the back of the knife to block it, and then started to attack him with his feet.
Unexpectedly, Shi Yanzhao's punch was too fierce, and he flew down the ring before he could resist it. However, Shi Yanzhao was also hit by Bai Deli's vaginal kick, which hit him in the crotch. He took a few steps back.
, he kept rubbing his crotch with his hands, baring his teeth and shouting: "Who else is there!"
The people in the cabinet saw that someone was stealing their limelight, and just as they were about to step forward, they saw Shi Yanzhao covering his crotch and falling to the ring, rolling around and screaming.
There was no winner in this round. After Shi Yanzhao was carried off, no one dared to come on stage for a long time, because no one knew what kind of opponent they would face. Not only the outcome, but also life and death were extremely unpredictable.
Shi Yanzhao's level of force is ranked among the best in the country. With Shi Yanzhao's level of force, he will be guaranteed wherever he goes.
In this kind of confrontation, with Shi Yanzhao's intimidation, no one else dared to come on stage, let alone take a punch from him.
As a result, my aunt took the opportunity to pick it up, and the Ziyou sword fell into her hands. Later, her aunt gave the sword to Si Weiqi.
"Sister Qi, why did you just say it was for you?"
Si Weiqi thought for a moment and said: "Actually, I have always had doubts about Pangu Xin's ability to bring the dead back to life. Today's incident has confirmed my suspicion."
"What do you mean by this?" Master Zhu Wu asked.
"Compared to other methods spread in the world, Hengda Shouzhuang's 'Method of Immortality' is a partial one. It is the original creation of Sima Yizhao, and there is no way to verify it. Judging from the three magic weapons, the Dragon Slaying Seal, the Ginseng King and the Four Spirits
Blood is common and can be considered rare at best, but there is only one thing, Pangu’s heart, which has never belonged to Hengda Shouzhuang. There is a big problem here."
"Yes, yes, Miss Si is right. Let me tell you, he is just trying to be mysterious, using this set of mysterious things to fool his disciples and disciples, so that people can believe that he can really live a long life.
" Zhu Wuye said.
"But even if the method of eternal life is just a lie, then why do you conclude that it is for you?" I asked.
"If Pangu Heart does not have the effect of immortality, then what role does it play in 'its' hands? Is it just a magic medicine for treating injuries and illnesses? This is obviously not its greatest value." Si Weiqi said.
"You mean, it wants to use Pangu's heart as a killing weapon!"
Si Weiqi nodded and said: "This is only the first step, its target is to come to me, because with Pangu's heart, the prohibition will not work, and it will have the opportunity to trap me, and even...
Chapter completed!