The red-robed monk held an oil-paper umbrella in his hands, and the snow fell and rustled on the paper umbrella.
Not far in front of me, the monk chanted: Wandering alone in a long, long and lonely snow alley with a paper umbrella.
I was stunned, and said that the master's last name is Dai 200 years later
The monk said that my surname in the next life is not important.
It doesn't matter, but I am not a girl like lilac either.
The monk smiled and said that I just heard this poem accidentally and thought it was pretty good, so I recite it to you. By the way, I will tell you a story.
The man was smiling and his voice was very nice, but I felt a dangerous signal. If you didn't guess wrong, this person should be the monk who entered the palace not long ago and severely injured Dao Master Qingyun, so he said in awe, dare to ask the master's name
The monk said that my name is not important, but I know your name. I'm talking nonsense. I have something to do now. If you want to drink with me, I will accompany you someday.
Monk, I call it a disaster.
disaster? What a strange name. This man's martial arts should not be under Qingyun Dao Master, so he secretly gathered the zhenqi of the four lakes to prevent him from getting into trouble at any time.
The monk said that because it was called a catastrophe, he did not die.
I laughed, but I remembered a sentence, called the monk holding an umbrella, lawless.
Difficult monk smiles, as you are, I want to keep the donor Qin today, I want to tell a story to the donor.
I said you really want to tell, I know a friend from Xiaosheng Jianghu, why don't you ask him to sit down and have a chat with him another day? The cost of the manuscript is not low, but now I really have something to do, I won’t accompany you.
Saying, I'm leaving. The monk of the catastrophe declared the name of Buddha, Amitabha.
The snowflakes floating in the sky suddenly stood still, everything seemed to be frozen, and the longitude and latitudes of the true Qi that spread out could not sense anything in an instant. Between the heavens and the earth, only the sound of my breathing and heartbeat.
The law of space released by the monk in trouble, with snowflakes as the domain, trapped me in the center and made me immobile. My sword domain is like being plunged into a quagmire. Although it is severe winter, sweat is flowing down my forehead. This feeling was to face the dilemma that Emperor Wu had never had before.
It’s hard to say that now, Donor Qin is in the mood to listen to my story
The Qi of the Four Lakes skyrocketed, and the red light of the exquisite short dagger in his hand suddenly appeared, and it was about to be swung out, as if a flame was extinguished by the wind and snow.
What a tough snowy area.
The disaster said that two hundred years ago, Lv Zu Chunyang swung three swords before he soared. One sword cuts off the love thread with White Peony, two swords cuts down a magical thought, three swords cuts off Daoxin. The first and third swords were nothing at all, but the magical thought that Lu Zu's second sword slashed down fell into the world.
The three swords that Lu Chunyang slashed down, I had personally experienced in the dark realm, but I didn't pay attention. At this time, the monk in trouble said it aroused my interest. So asked, what then
The Monk of Distress continued, that magical thought was originally the lord of the six gods in the underworld. After living in the world, he cultivated into a demon with the intention of returning to the underworld. Only 23 years ago, there was a battle of righteous demons in Murong Villa. .
Twenty-three years ago, Murong Villa? Although I haven't heard of the Zhengmo War, on the Xuantian Peak in Xiliang, I vaguely heard Sansu and Zhao Fuyi and others talk about it during the battle, but at that time I didn't take it to heart. Linking this matter to Murong Mountain Villa and Sansu, could it be that the grievances between the Sansu and Murong Mountain Villa were here? Zhongyuan Yijian was forced into the South China Sea, and Donghai Jianxian was forced to serve as a servant, which must have something to do with this matter.
The battle between the righteous demon and the demon was shaking the earth, the heaven and the earth changed color, and the six gods of the underworld invaded the world. They wanted to invite the demon lord to return to the underworld, and the martial arts of the Central Plains gathered in Murong Mountain Villa.
The six gods of the underworld are beyond the reach of the human world. Just as everyone was unpredictable, a young swordsman was born, opened the gate of heaven with an iron sword, entered the land of immortals, and retreated to the six gods alone.
I was surprised, Gurenshui
The monk in distress showed compassion on his face, and it was this person.
I asked again, what about later
This Confucian swordsman rescued the Central Plains Martial Arts, but at this time it was unexpectedly changed. Some people pointed out that the valley people water was Lu Chunyang's magical thoughts, and everything in Murong Villa was planned by him.
Guren Shuiben and Murong Bancheng’s daughter Murong Qingling fall in love. Guren water does not drink alcohol. The design of Murong Bancheng asked Murong Qingling to offer him a glass of Sanlu milk, which is the world’s poisonous Sanlu milk. . Under the fury of Gu Renshui, he smashed out Murong Mountain Villa with brutal strength, forcing the three masters at that time to escape from the South China Sea and pledge to serve as a servant, dissipate all their skills and become a Taoist priest in the game world. You naturally know that Taoist priest.
I shouted, Sansu.
The catastrophe monk nodded.
So, it's no wonder that Murong Mountain Villa always hates the three vulgars when it comes to it. It's no wonder that Murong Baiyun ridiculed me several times at Murong Mountain Villa. Thinking of this, I couldn't help being indignant for the three vulgars. So he asked, who is that Lu Zu Mo Nian
The disaster shook his head, no one knew. However, some people in the world said that the Three Shou had forcibly placed the magical thought in his body, and some people said that Demon Zun Jihan was the magical thought of Lu Zu's. , Except for the three vulgar masters in the world, I am afraid no one knows.
I stood still in place, the oil paper umbrella floating above my head in the disaster, my hands clasped together, my story was over. Looking at the oil-paper umbrella, I slowly said, saying that the monk in trouble has three hands, and it really deserves its reputation.
Hehe laughed, I was just telling a story, by the way, entrusted by others, I will leave you here for half a day. I sneered. The master's story is well told, and it has benefited me a lot. However, I still have to go.
The four lakes' true energy detonated instantly, and a series of true energy burst out from Linglong, breaking through the snow cage of the catastrophe, and rushing towards the catastrophe.
The master of the disaster made the imprint of the immovable king with his hands, and the snowflakes in the sky turned into black diamond crystals, surrounding the disaster. At the moment of conversion, the sword domain caught a trace of flaws, and I found that I was able to move, and I came to the end of the sword domain in an instant, and pierced the eyebrows of the catastrophe.
The catastrophe didn't move at all, and the short dagger was three inches from the center of his brow, unable to advance. There was a sharp pain in my body. The Qi in the Four Lakes was like a tumbling, almost out of control. I bit my tongue secretly, spit out a mouthful of blood, sprayed into the catastrophe, and broke it with an exquisite knot of diamond indefinite seal!
The snowy area of the disaster collapsed instantly, and the black diamonds turned into snowflakes and fell to the ground.
The catastrophic figure retreated three feet, avoided my attack, bowed his head and lowered his eyes, nodded slightly, and quietly disappeared. Come quickly, and go quickly. Even the seven corpses on the ground were missing.
The heavy snow fell.
The crowds all around rushed to the lobby of the Criminal Department, not aware of me, nor did they realize that there was a thrilling fight just now, but there was a lot of discussion about today's public trial of Yanxilou.
If it weren't for a trace of a dagger on the ground, I even thought that what I had just encountered was just an illusion.
When I came to the lobby of the Criminal Ministry, there were crowds of people outside the lobby, unable to get in. The public trial has already begun, and those who can't get in will listen to the latest news from the people inside at the door.
The tolerance of Dali Temple saw me and asked how did you come? I said that something happened just now and it took a while. Tolerance said, wait here, when the adults pass you on, you will go in again.
I asked others, how is it going
The man was full of anger and snorted coldly. My heart is chilled, Yan Shaobao kills people in the street, the evidence is there, and the evidence is as strong as a mountain. Can the case be reversed
That humanity, half a quarter of an hour ago, the court sent an expert to give Yan Xilou a mental appraisal. He believed that he had mental problems. According to the Da Ming law, even if he committed a crime, he would not be punished.
what about now
This is nothing. The passers-by who had previously witnessed his murder in the street all testified that the old man Yan was a martial artist, a master of martial arts, and a spy from the Northern Zhou Dynasty.
Squeezing into the front row, I saw Old Man Zhang kneeling on the ground, Dali Temple Qing was in the center, and the two adults from the Criminal Ministry and the Metropolitan Procuratorate left and right. He asked, Zhang Chunchun, are you convicted
Old man Zhang curled up on the ground, saying that I was guilty. I was a spy from the Northern Zhou Dynasty. I was identified by Yan Shaobao. I resisted arrest while escaping and my family members were killed. I deserved the crime.
Standing aside to defend Yan Xilou, it was Song Shijie, the number one lawyer in Beijing. Back in Dongping County, he was the one who defended Liu Bancheng and his son. He hadn't seen him for two years before returning to the capital and was doing his job again.
Song Shijie said, Zhang Chunchun, let me ask you, I heard that you are Wudi’s nameless apprentice, a first-class master, is this true
Zhang Laohan replied that the villain is a master of the first class. Speaking of taking out a piece of thin paper from his arms, this is the first-grade certificate issued by Xiaosheng Jianghu to the little old man.
I just shook my head.
The prosecutor saw him also admit the counsel, and he was angry, and said, you said that you are a master of the first grade, with your strength, it should be easy to jump onto the beam of the lobby of the penalty department. Are you here to show off
The old man Zhang said that the little old man had abandoned his martial arts.
Dali Siqing asked, now that the evidence is solid, what evidence is there? The prosecutor said that there was another witness on the prosecution's side, who was also the witness on that day.
Dali Temple said to bring it up.
Someone came to me and said, it's up to you to testify. With that, a red envelope was stuffed into my arms. I chuckled secretly, and Yun Gong shook the banknotes into powder.
Stepped forward a few steps to the lobby, did not kneel down, just bowed his hands and saw a few adults. Da Li Siqing, the Ministry of Justice, and the two adults of the Metropolitan Procuratorate whispered a few words, loudly speaking, boldly making things difficult for the people. When they saw the official, they did not kneel down
When Old Man Zhang saw me, he stood up with a squeak, shouted wrong, came to my side, thumped and knelt down, you want me to be the master.
I said that when people in the lower rivers and lakes meet the emperor, they don't kneel down.
Inspector Yushi shouted, bold! I saw the master came forward to whisper, Yu Shi's complexion was a little slow, he picked up the teacup, and took a sip slowly.
Report your name.
I said that in Sanguan of Xia Qin, I was a guardian of the Central Plains Escort. When he entered Beijing a few days ago, he encountered Young Master Yan murdering in the street, so he tried to stop him and save Old Man Zhang. I came today to testify for him.
Dali Temple Qing hummed, Qin Sanguan, you recruited truthfully, how much did you charge Old Man Zhang to testify for him in the early Tang Dynasty
I said in a loud voice that I didn't receive much money. I bought a pole scale and a copy of Daming Law, which just happened to be able to weigh the weight of the Daming Law.
When Song Shijie saw me, there was a look of resentment in his eyes, and said, "Master Qi, I think that this Mr. Qin is unconscious and talks wildly, so I suggest giving him a mental appraisal.