Yuzhou, the Tiancuiyuan that sang "The Mistake of the Precious Mirror".
It was a good season for golden chrysanthemum and crab claws, and the fragrance of osmanthus. The troupe simply set up a stage in the backyard, surrounded by beautiful flowers, fat crabs brewed on the mat, and accompanied by a girl called from the building to persuade them to drink. , Yingsheng Yanyu, Qiao Xiaoyanran.
The flashy erosion in the depths of the red dust filled the air, mixed with the smell of fat powder.
The gongs on the stage can't wake the drunken and hazy people, the joys and sorrows on the stage are only exchanged for the loud applause of the visitors, and the wretched eyes of evil spirits coveting the actors.
A young man wearing silk tread boots pushed away the disheveled woman, and with the support of the two servants, he went around to the back room of the garden to change clothes and go to the toilet.
The noisy sound gradually separated, and when the cold wind blew, he shivered violently.
The night was as black as ink, and the shadows passing by on the roof blocked the moonlight.
"Ah!" The son-in-law exclaimed in horror.
The two servants hurriedly supported him. They lowered their heads and looked at the road, but they saw no vision.
"There... something is floating, ghost..."
Brother Young Master couldn't speak clearly, and stared blankly outside the corridor.
The little boy stretched out his head and saw that there were mostly tree shadows on the flower path outside the corridor, and he didn't take this drunken talk seriously. Unexpectedly, at this moment, there was a muffled groan in the wind, as if it was involuntarily emitted when someone was attacked.
This time, even the little servant trembled and looked around suspiciously.
Listening with bated breath, they didn't notice any movement. The servants felt the sweat on the back of their necks, thinking that it was probably some fun-seeker tossing them out. Cursing secretly, just as he was about to explain to Brother Young Master, he found that the latter was leaning on the corridor and fell asleep, so he carried the person away with a support.
A very faint bloody smell melted in the wind.
Behind the shadow of the tree, someone restrained a guy in a black robe, unceremoniously took out a storage bag from him, dragged him, and quickly came to the lobby of Tian Cui Yuan.
It was empty, with only two candles lit.
With a "bang", the prisoner was thrown onto the stage used for singing during the day, and almost smashed the pots of white chrysanthemum next to it.
In the dark, someone chuckled.
The monk who captured the captive said respectfully towards the dark second floor, "Young Master Yuanjian, there are indeed people who are going to poison Yuzhou."
"Bullshit!"
The prisoner was woken up by the fall, struggling to get up from the ground, his mouth was extremely stubborn, "This old man is just here to have fun, who are you, so presumptuous?"
After seeing the figure slowly walking out of the dark place, he suddenly closed his mouth again, instinctively reaching into his sleeve as if he was groping for some magic weapon.
The stern look of this voice is simply self-inflicted.
"Fine, you know me."
Chen He nodded casually, with a calm attitude, and did not take the other party in his eyes.
The candle flickered, and the man's fingertips were gleaming with black light, and he thought he was clever to cover it up beside him.
"Junior brother of Gorefiend... Who would dare not know your Excellency in this area of Yuzhou." The hoarse voice said strangely.
Suddenly, the lights came on, illuminating the entire hall.
When more than a dozen demon cultivators came in, they each waved a red lantern and hung a red lantern on the roof. With gloomy faces, they stared at the captured guy.
"Master Chen, a total of four people were arrested in the city tonight. Except for Tiancuiyuan, the other three were all trying to do something in the well."
Saying that, he bowed respectfully and offered a few sapphire vials.
Pulling off the plug, there is a sweet fragrance inside, which smells like sweet-scented osmanthus.
Chen He took it and was about to take a closer look, but Mo Xiu next to him quickly dissuaded him: "Young Master, be careful, this is—"
"Western Regions wonder medicine, Shenhua San." Chen He narrowed his eyes slightly and said.
"… "
The demon cultivators were a little embarrassed, only the master of Tiancuiyuan, who was far away, whose cultivation was inferior to theirs, Xu Jindou snickered secretly. When it comes to pleasing Chen He, he is very knowledgeable. It's not like this group of people pretending to be well-informed and posing as a warning to Chen He, this is good, they are choked!
"Young master has seen this thing?" The demon cultivator who initially blocked him snorted, and quickly made up for it, "I'll have to wait until I listen to the reminder from the king. I just found out."
"Huh? Tengbo came to Yuzhou?"
"That's right." The demon cultivator quickly replied, "It's not long before I arrived, and I'm talking to the Venerable! The Gu King is sneaky, covering his body so tightly that he was almost taken by us as Xiao Xiao, fortunately His Holiness arrived in time, and there was a misunderstanding."
The Venerable he was referring to was Shi Feng.
I thought that Chen He was going to ask the King of Gu's purpose, but Chen He frowned, looking like he was lacking in interest (Chen He: A certain corpse was burnt out of shape in Xiaoyang Mountain, I'm afraid it hasn't recovered yet, Cover your face, of course).
The monk who was thrown on the stage stared at the jade bottle in Chen He's hand with a grim expression.
"Shenhua San is a miracle medicine used by the Chixia Sect of the Western Regions to heal the misfortune of infuriating qi, and to prevent a person from suddenly turning into a demon cultivator. The meridians and the body can't bear it, and the body bursts to death."
Chen He weighed the jade bottle in his hand. He had seen this thing in his previous life, and he naturally recognized it.
- Medicine can cure disease, but it can also harm people, not only in the mortal world, but also in the realm of self-cultivation. , The cultivator of the right way fell into the devil's way for some reason, and he took this medicine to save his life. If a real devil cultivator suddenly ate this thing, after the death of the previous life, Huanjian, the power of his subordinates was originally huge, and he could not rely on the splitting of the sky at all. , another Demon Venerable came out, but Han Mingzong got this medicine from the Western Regions and put it in the drinking water. After seven days, hundreds of high-level demon cultivators lost control of their spiritual qi, vomited blood and died. All were blown up.
Han Mingzong effortlessly swept away his opponents.
Such a tragic lesson, which magic cultivator dares to forget? In the end, in the hundreds of years of war between the righteous and the devil, this kind of thing happened only once, and the devil cultivators all raised their vigilance. will die.
Later, Venerable Li Yan, who became the leader of the magic way, specially ordered someone to find a way to go to the Western Regions to get this medicine to see what happened.
Shenhua Powder has a dark fragrance, and it is not easy to use it to "poison" it, but it is inconspicuous when it is used in such carefully prepared and heavily seasoned dishes. Xiu was suddenly killed on the spot, Zhen Yuan lost control, and it was still feasible that he could not use force for a while.
The best thing is that mortals who have no cultivation base are not harmed by it.
Because of this kind of beauty, the righteous and the demons began to fight each other. When the golden autumn osmanthus was fragrant, Chen He ordered people to watch the wells all over the city to prevent accidents.
Unexpectedly, there was another guy who sneaked into Tiancuiyuan, and was going to pour a few drops of Shenhua Powder directly into the water tank in the kitchen here.
As soon as Baojing's mistaken words came out, Zheng Sheng Mosheng Cheng Xian's hidden meaning was really figured out by many monks, but they didn't understand the process.
Some people say that this is a warning to several venerables of the magic way, and the magic cultivator will not be able to soar.
Some people also said that this was meant to satirize the cultivators of the righteous path, deliberately seeking trouble with the demon cultivators, and eventually becoming immortals was not their turn.
There are different opinions, and the place of Tiancuiyuan has also fallen into the eyes of people with a heart.
No, now the behind-the-scenes mastermind has accurately guessed that Tiancuiyuan is an important stronghold of Yuzhou's demonic forces, and directly attacked Tiancuiyuan.
Chen He glanced at the prisoner who was captured alive, his eyes were indifferent, as if he was looking at a corpse: "Drag it down."
If someone knew it, he took the order to step forward and took out the weapon.
The man in black robe rolled on the ground, avoiding it in a daze, and shouting in a hoarse voice: "Chen He, you are arbitrarily charging people! What Shenhua San, I don't know!"
Chen He raised his hand to signal the magic cultivator to stop.
The man in black robe jumped up and went straight to the window. His speed was faster than the wind. As a result, someone stood by the window and gave him a slap in the face. The man in black robe vomited blood and fell back.
Chen He said slowly: "You people from the Yin Corpse Sect seem to come and go just like this, and they can escape faster than anyone else, so they dare to do such stupid things to seek death on weekdays." One foot firmly stepped on the back of the black-robed man, pressing him down.
"I do not…"
Before he finished speaking, he spit blood.
The black-robed man's eyes reddened, suddenly raised his hand, and the black light flashed.
The Yuzhou magic cultivators were all surprised, but it was too late:
"Master Chen!"
Chen He's body was shaken, and he took a half step back. Wu Guang hit him without falling, and the man in black robe jumped up at the opportunity, grinning as he fled and was about to laugh at him, when suddenly there was a sharp pain in his back, and the burning cruelty Feeling instantly spread to every muscle and bone.
Screams echoed in the hall.
Chen He glanced outside, and Xu Jindou immediately came up to sell it: "Young master, don't worry, as soon as we come in, we will set up the talisman, not to mention he shouted twice, even if someone kills a hundred pigs here, there is no sound outside. "
The man in the black robe tried his best to tear off his clothes, but the robe on his back had long since disappeared, and the flames were in the flesh and blood, flowing along the meridians.
He rolled all over the floor, smashing rows of tables and chairs.
The real fire of Samadhi was in front of them, burning people to ashes alive, and the Yuzhou demon cultivators turned pale, and they all avoided the corners of the wall, lest the flames would not have eyes and get on their bodies.
Only Xu Jindou, the owner of Tiancuiyuan, was trembling, but he was still strong enough to hold on, and he still kept his mouth flat: "Li Gun, the ancestor of the Yin Corpse Sect, died at the hands of the son, this guy is too stupid to come to the door to seek death, And don't look at yourself in the mirror."
"… "
See a pile of coke
Chen He gave him a complicated look.
Every time he was flattered by Xu Jindou, Chen He would have the illusion that "in this life I am a fox and a tiger who oppresses good people".
"Chen Gongzi, there is really no Shenhua Powder in his storage bag."
A demon cultivator with a strange expression carried a sapphire bottle and reported that the storage bag would be opened as soon as the person died.
"Isn't it already explained what he looked like just now?" Chen He said casually. "Righteous quibble, when I saw the sapphire bottle you brought, I heard that it was a strange medicine in the Western Regions, and my expression was distorted. The people of the Inferi Sect are just a scapegoat. If I guessed correctly, his bottle is a mystery. medicine."
The demon cultivators discerned for a while, and said with admiration, "As your son expected."
"By the hands of the Yin Corpse Sect, I got the Western Regions strange medicine in an attempt to start a riot in Yuzhou. You say, who did this?"
Everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.
Chen He didn't count on them, and said word by word, "Zhao, Wei, Yang."
"What?" The magic cultivators were shocked.
"Young Master Chen, I will immediately search carefully in a radius of 100 miles, and I will be your son to catch this person..."
"No." Chen He put away a few sapphire bottles with an indifferent expression, "He has already run away at this moment, he will not stay in Yuzhou and wait for the result, and he may not even step into Yuzhou City at all. There is also a backer, now the situation in the cultivation world is chaotic, how could Zhao Weiyang miss the matter of fishing in troubled waters?"