"... The third question." Li Jinglong said: "If I obtain the Fudo Mingwang Six Arms and shoot and kill the demons, will it have the same effect as destroying the demon species?"
Hong Jun raised his heart in his throat, Yuan Kun was silent for a long time, raised his head, thousands of calculations rolled in this grand calculation cage, Li Jinglong didn't ask about the future, and Yuan Kun didn't answer. After that, his soul body made of light Squinting his eyes, he looked at the calculation cage.
Hong Jun held his breath. He knew that this question determined his life and death, and Li Jinglong asked in a very flattering way. He didn't ask about their future, nor did he ask whether he killed Hong Jun in the end, or Except for Anlu Mountain.
"Maybe." Yuan Kun replied.
"Maybe?" Li Jinglong repeated.
"Maybe." Yuan Kun nodded.
Li Jinglong asked: "Where are the remaining five magic weapons?"
"I don't know." Yuan Kun said: "I can't see it either. There is a cloud of darkness in the future that blocks my sight. The farthest I can see is a certain ending that may happen. Believe me, it is more difficult than you can imagine. Come sooner."
Li Jinglong didn't ask any more, and fell into silence, Hong Jun said anxiously: "Then... what about me?"
Yuan Kun said to Hongjun: "I know you are uneasy about the future, do you want to see it? Or ask me three questions."
Hong Jun thought for a moment, Li Jinglong seemed to have something to say, but after a brief moment of hesitation, he gave up the idea and said to Hong Jun, "It's your heart."
Hong Jun then said to Yuan Kun, "I want to know what's going on between me and him."
"How long?" Yuan Kunyun asked calmly.
"Well... ten years from now?" Hong Jun thought to himself, no matter how long this matter lasts, it may have been resolved in ten years.
Yuan Kun raised his hand, and the counting chips rolled rapidly again. In an instant, all the counting counts froze in mid-air and stopped.
"It's hard to say." Yuan Kun murmured: "What I can see has not reached ten years later..."
Hong Jun was about to ask, but Yuan Kun turned around slowly and put one hand on his forehead.
The white light diverges in an instant, just like the opening of the sky and the earth, thousands of stars are just blooming, and time is whirling in the river. Countless impressions passed by, Hongjun seemed to be on the battlefield, kneeling on the ground, holding a dying person in his arms, but it was not Li Jinglong, but Qiu Yongsi!
Qiu Yongsi vomited blood, Hong Jun yelled anxiously, but he couldn't hear his own voice, his surroundings were full of blood, and when he looked up, the prison burning in the black fire was flying around in the air.
The scenery changed again, and he saw Chang'an burning in the raging fire. In the wilderness, Yang Yuhuan burst into golden light and flew away. He wanted to shout loudly, but he couldn't make any sound.
A deity in magnificent five-color divine light dragged its tail and flew from the sky, whispering something to him, while another giant in golden armor holding a golden sword and radiating golden light chased after him. Suddenly it rose high, flew to the sky, and started a battle with the golden-armored giant.
Hong Jun looked up at the sky, everything disappeared in an instant, the spring breeze blew, the city was full of smoke and willows, and the sun shone down.
He was in an alley, and he turned into a spirit body and flew up.
The spring breeze and the flying peach blossoms intertwined and chased each other, and the blue sky was like washing. Hongjun bathed in the sunshine, and suddenly felt warm and sleepy.
I saw a child running into the alley.
"Dad-dad!"
The child yelled loudly, opened the curtain, and looked inside.
Li Jinglong came out, bowed and squatted, and said something in the child's ear. The child smiled and pointed outside, and said, "Mother asked you to take some money and send it to him."
Li Jinglong just hugged him and kissed him on the face. The father and son were talking. Halfway through the conversation, the child went to get a teacup from the corridor and drank some water to quench his thirst. Li Jinglong frowned deeply and asked the child again.
Hong Jun just watched the child quietly. After a while, Li Jinglong came out and picked him up, and the father and son went out together.
A gust of wind blew past Hong Jun's back, and catkins flew all over the sky, turning into stars and going away in an instant.
"Hong Jun?" Li Jinglong's voice sounded softly in his ears.
Hong Jun opened his eyes and found that he was outside Chang'an City, lying in Li Jinglong's arms, and the two were sitting under a tree in the wilderness.
"God Kun is gone." Li Jinglong said with concern: "What did you see?"
With tears in his eyes, Hong Jun stretched out his hand and touched Li Jinglong's side face.
"I see the future." Hong Jun said, "A future I want."
"Are we all alive?" Li Jinglong said anxiously.
"Hmm." Hong Jun replied in a low voice.
"Where?"
Hong Jun shook his head, didn't tell Li Jinglong his future, just smiled and said: "I don't know."
"Get up." Li Jinglong pulled him, made him stand up, and held his hand tightly to go back to Chang'an, as if he would never let go.
Three days ago, the city of Chang'an was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the streets and alleys were full of lanterns to celebrate Yang Yuhuan's birthday. The palace had prepared fireworks early, and they would set off at night three days later. The eight gates of Chang'an were opened, and the crowds were like a sea. At that time, the city of Xijing was crowded with nearly a million people. Hu people from the Western Regions, Semu people, envoys from various countries, fish and dragons mixed together, the restaurants and inns in the East and West markets were already overcrowded.
In the Anxiwei Mansion, Mo Zhigen stood in front of Anlu Mountain. He was full of hostility and dressed in black armor. His brows were originally cheerful, but his brows were sharp, his lips were as thin as a knife, and his face was icy cold.
He stepped forward, picked up the list on the case, and lowered his head to open it.
"This is someone you need to kill." An Lushan smiled kindly.
After Mo Zhigen opened it, the first name that came into view was "Han Guolan". Further down, there is another name: Ge Shuhan.
The last one is impressively "Feng Changqing, the doctor of imperial history".
"I know them all." Mo Zhigen replied: "Han Guolan is the permanent merchant envoy in Chang'an, why kill him first?"
On the side of Anlu Mountain, a black-clothed warrior replied: "Han Guolan is the permanent merchant envoy of the Western Regions in Chang'an and the leader of the underground market. Lord Tianmo needs to silence him at this opportunity."
Mo Zhigen glanced at An Lushan suspiciously, and did not ask any further questions.
"Why do you know him?" An Lushan held the wine glass and drank the dark red wine to himself.
"Li Jinglong once asked us to buy Lihun pollen." Mo Zhigen said, "I will do it tonight."
"Very good." An Lushan said again: "Wan Bao will transform into his appearance, and on his birthday, let's do it together."
The man in black named "Wanbao" who spoke earlier nodded to Mo Zhigen.
"The second place is Ge Shuhan." Another man in black said to Mo Zhigen: "It must be easy for you to kill Ge Shuhan. He has entered the city a few days ago, and the army is stationed outside the city... "
Mo Zhigen said: "Kill him, and his army will mutiny."
"Naturally, Wanfeng replaced him." An Lushan said with a chuckle, "Han Guolan is greedy for money, and Ge Shuhan is irritable. It's not impossible to change his position after learning from his nature."
Mo Rigen nodded and said, "Where's Feng Changqing?"
An Lushan said casually: "Feng Changqing doesn't need to be killed just now, let him be poisoned. I would like to see what Li Jinglong will do to deal with it."
"Kong Hongjun is superb in medicine." Mo Zhigen said: "Everything can be cured, so it's better to set a spell on Feng Changqing. When Li Jinglong sees that Feng Changqing is poisoned, he must ask Kong Hongjun to detoxify him, and then use magic to force the seal on Kong Hongjun's body." , such a strategy of killing two birds with one stone will work.”
The voice fell, and the hall was silent. After a long time, An Lushan said slowly: "Very good, indeed, he has a scheming plan no less than that of Li Jinglong, so according to what you said, I will give you seven days to deal with these three people, so let's go." .”
"What about the rest of the Exorcist Division?" Mo Zhigen said, "If we don't get rid of them, things will change."
"After Feng Changqing is poisoned, the Exorcist will naturally be drawn out." An Lushan said: "At that time, as long as Wanbao and Wanfeng sit firmly, I will work with you to wipe them all out."
Mo Zhigen nodded, bowed and exited.
An Lushan looked at Mo Zhigen's back, Wan Bao whispered: "My lord agree to his conditions?"
"A dog emperor." An Lushan said with a smile: "If he does it, it just happens to be my fate, why not?"
"Xie Prison will definitely come forward." Wan Bao said, "I won't just sit back and watch Mo Zhigen go around killing people like this."
"I will hold him steady." An Lushan said coldly: "After his birthday, under the eyes of everyone, he has no power to recover."
At dusk, Mo Zhigen was full of wine and had a nap. After nightfall, he opened his eyes, put on a black outfit, sat on the couch and thought seriously, connected the bowstring with his slender fingers, and waited for Wanbao to come to inform him.
In Lanling Amber, Hu merchants are almost full, and the restaurant business is unprecedentedly good.
Lying on the stone platform in the backyard, Lu Xu suddenly opened his eyes, took out a jade whistle and blew it sharply. After he blew a few times, Artest came forward quickly and said, "Stop blowing, you're going to be deaf."
Ashinaqiong and Qiu Yongsi came in, Ashinaqiong said: "The whistle gave goosebumps."
Qiu Yongsi said with a smile: "This effect is what I want, half of Chang'an City can hear it. Everyone is drinking outside, and the sound is so loud..."
Lu Xu interrupted: "An Lushan asked him to assassinate a businessman. Who is it in Changlefang?"
Everyone tensed up instantly, Artest frowned and said, "There are so many merchants in Changle Square, who knows who they are?"
"Han Guolan?" Qiu Yongsi asked.
"No way..." Artest murmured.
Lu Xu described: "A house covered with blankets from the Western Regions, with a lion's head hanging on the wall..."
"Han Guolan didn't run away." Ashina Qiong said.
Everyone looked at each other for a moment, and Qiu Yongsi explained to Lu Xu: "The permanent envoy of the Western Regions Merchant Captain An is also our supplier of Lihun Pollen. He is well-informed and can occasionally inquire about the whereabouts of magic weapons for others..."
"We're going to do it tonight." Lu Xu said anxiously: "Come out with a plan and fight?"
Artest turned around, shook his fan, and said, "Go, start to act! Listen to me."
Mo Zhigen waxed the bowstring, Wanbao's voice outside said sinisterly: "Let's go."
Mo Zhigen carried the quiver on his back and tied a piggie on his thigh, with a poisoned mace knife stuck in the piggie.
"To kill a mortal, do you still need to poison him?" Wan Bao said.
"Be prepared." Mo Zhigen replied, jumped up, grabbed the eaves of the house with one hand, and turned on the roof.
It was a night covered with dark clouds, the surroundings were pitch black, and the applause of the fighting beasts could be heard from the main hall in the distance. It was obvious that An Lushan and a group of generals were taking human lives for fun.
The Gu ape turned into a buzzing Gu insect, flew up, and followed behind Mo Zhigen.
Mo Zhigen transformed into a big black wolf with a height of one person, running silently on the eaves, blowing a gust of wind.
"Why me?" Mo Zhigen asked.
"You have seen all three of these people." Gu Qun made a weak voice: "It is not easy to arouse suspicion."
Hei Lang lowered his head slightly: "Everyone has been killed, why are you still afraid of being suspicious?"
"Li Jinglong is as meticulous as a hair, leaving clues is always unsafe." Gu Qun replied: "This is also an opportunity for you to express your loyalty to Lord Tianmo."
It is always safer for acquaintances to commit crimes, at least the assassination target will not make a fuss before death, causing unnecessary leaks of information. Mo Zhigen is also obviously more familiar with Chang'an, which saves a lot of effort for Gu Yuan to search around. Moreover, although Han Guolan is a mortal, he has dealt with magic weapons for a long time. Who knows if he will set up restrictions around his residence to protect himself
To kill Han Guolan, the fear was that the businessman would spare his life. Being able to stay in Chang'an for so long, and being the resident envoy of the caravan, the mansion should have its own life-saving restrictions.
Killing brother Shuhan, the fear is that the Liangzhou Jiedu envoy is very wary of Anlu Mountain and will not meet the envoy alone, Mo Rigen just dispelled his wariness.
As for Feng Changqing, it must have been just by the way. It just so happened that Li Jinglong and Mo Zhigen formed an unsolved blood feud...
Thinking of this, Mo Zhigen snorted coldly and said, "There is no need to test me like this."
"We don't have enough manpower." Gu Qun replied in a low voice, "There's no need to hide this from you."
Hei Lang moved his ears, stopped, and looked at the brightly lit Changle Square under the eaves. There was frequent music in the house, and birthday lanterns were lit early in several big houses. Although there were still seven days left, they had already danced and danced ahead of schedule. The feast never stops.
"It's early." Hei Lang replied.
In Changle Fang camel bell station, Hu Nu gracefully spun, and nearly a hundred small bells all over her body swayed with Hu Xuan's dance steps, making a clear and pleasant sound. The Hu merchants applauded one after another. Compared with the brutal fighting in Anxiwei Mansion, this place is a different scene. Orchids gather for a while, and leave for a while. Before the wine case, they nestle in the arms of dozens of businessmen, persuade them to drink, and laugh.
Han Guolan had a big beard, was drunk, leaned on the couch, squinted his eyes, the maid stepped forward, asked a few words in a low voice, then helped him up, left the table early, and helped him to rest in the backyard room first.
Without a sound, Mo Zhigen leaped into the courtyard of the courtyard, dodged behind the tree, and the Gu swarms buzzed into the tree. Mo Zhigen, dressed in black, was one with the night, staring closely at the wobbly Han Guolan.
Han Guolan pushed away the maid and entered the room.
The maid turned and left, and when she passed the tree in the atrium, she stopped suddenly, looked around, and left without noticing anything unusual. Mo Zhigen turned out from behind the tree, his thin face was pale.
He was playing with a throwing knife in his hand, standing outside the door, and said in a low voice, "Brother Han Guo?"
There was a snoring sound from inside, the Gu swarm flew away from the big tree, and said in a low voice: "Go in now, do it."
Mo Zhigen took a few steps back, flicked his fingers, and shot out a burst of energy. There was a buzzing sound outside the room, and the surrounding brilliance flowed, and a magic barrier appeared.
"You guessed right, he has a magic weapon to protect himself." Mo Zhigen said in a deep voice, "As a black market leader who sells rare and rare treasures, why doesn't he keep something with him?"
The Gu group turned into Wanbao, Wanbao looked inside and saw the jewels in the room, greedy eyes suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he laughed evilly.
The pearl ring on Han Guolan's hand couldn't stop trembling, and after a while, he opened his eyes and woke up.
"Who?" Han Guolan asked alertly.
Outside, Mo Zhigen was taking turns hitting the barrier with vigor, saying, "Brother Han Guo, it's me."
"Prince Mozhigen?"
Han Guolan's face was drunk, and he pressed his forehead with one hand, closed the barrier, and let Mo Zhigen in.
Mo Zhigen shot nail-headed arrows from the quiver on his back, and they were suspended in the air, in front of and behind the house. Han Guolan washed his face inside and said something to him.
"Tigra's fiancée is in the city..."
Not long after, I heard a muffled groan in the room, first there was the sound of knocking over the decorations, but after only a few short rings, Mo Zhigen quickly supported him, Wan Bao walked in quickly, and saw Mo Zhigen's hand Pressing Han Guolan's forehead, the other hand blocked the screen that was almost knocked down.
Han Guolan's eyes were wide open, and a nail-headed arrow that broke through the window was stuck in the back of his neck, piercing his throat.
He fell forward straight, but was supported by Mo Zhigen's palm on his forehead, maintaining the posture before death, blood dripped all over the floor.
Wan Bao first looked at the ring on Han Guolan's hand, and then at Mo Zhigen, his eyes were full of shock.
"How did you kill him?"
Mo Zhigen said indifferently: "I will sober him up for him."
Wanbao instantly turned into a swarm of Gu, dipped into the blood on the ground with a swipe, buzzing and nibbling at the blood dripping from Han Guolan's body, the scene was densely packed, like ants gnawing on the flowing sticky brown sugar, it was extremely disgusting. Mo Zhigen didn't move, but just watched indifferently.
Just as the gu swarms were climbing up along the blood, trying to devour Han Guolan's body, a maid's voice suddenly sounded outside: "Master, I brought hot water."
Instantly, the Gu group stopped, Mo Zhigen took off the ring from Han Guolan's hand, the Gu group rose flatly, and turned into Han Guolan's appearance, with the same body, took the ring and put it on, and said "huh", Push the door and go out.
Mo Zhigen held Han Guolan's body in one hand, turned around the screen, and threw him behind the screen.
Not long after, Wanbao's transformed Han Guolan wiped his face, and came into the room again, looking at the corpse with an expression of unsatisfactory expression, as if he still wanted to eat, Mo Zhigen said to him: "I'll take the corpse away, friends. Save him the whole body."
Wan Bao didn't insist anymore, looked at the furnishings in the room, smiled greedily, and said, "There must be a secret passage in this room, let me find out where his treasure house is first."
Mo Zhigen dragged Han Guolan out of the hospital, turned into a huge black wolf, lowered his head, bit the corpse in his mouth, jumped onto the roof and flew away.
Han Guolan, who was incarnated by Wanbao, began to beat around, squinting his eyes, and checked the traps and secret doors inch by inch.
In another room, Lu Xu, Artai, Ashinaqiong, and Qiu Yongsi were standing. In the center was a bearded middle-aged man, dressed in luxurious robes, with a livid face and bandages on his hands, looking at the people in the room. Mirror.
Another identical "Han Guolan" appeared in the mirror, looking for his private treasure house.