Chapter five hundred and seventy-first talk about conditions
I didn't listen to a word of what Feng Ruoxing said later.
Although I figured out Ye Yang's purpose, I always felt like something was wrong!
My palm raised in the air paused slightly, but at this moment, Ye Yang's sword edge pointed slightly toward the ground.
The arrows hanging in the frontier poems in the distance resonated in unison under the pull of Ye Yang's long sword, and the awe-inspiring righteousness in the poems was about to come out.
I suddenly roared: "Stop! Withdraw the entire army!"
As the underworld soldiers retreated one after another, even if Ye Yang sheathed his sword, Feng Ruoxing turned his head and looked towards me: "What the hell are you doing?"
I said in a deep voice: "Qiao Gongliang, should your story be changed?"
Suddenly there was a burst of laughter from the top of the mountain. Qiao Gongliang, who was wearing a robe and a mandarin jacket and dressed as a storyteller, also appeared in front of the tomb passage: "Young people are terrible! I didn't expect that you discovered my plan at the most critical moment."
"Let's put it this way! I never thought about going back to the underworld with you. So, you don't have to waste your efforts. If you leave as soon as possible, you can save your life. Otherwise, you will be the fifth batch of people who died in my hands.
people."
Feng Ruoxing didn't react for a moment: "What's going on?"
I said calmly: "The promotion task of the underworld will never be that simple. If we just come, fight against each other, and take away the soul of the earth, then most people who borrow lives can do it. Why do we need to list it as promotion?
Task?"
"Also, have you noticed one detail? That is, how old was Qiao Gongliang when he arrived in the Northeast? According to his appearance when Lao Liu met Qiao Gongliang, he should be around sixty years old."
"However, the legend about this storyteller in the world can be traced back several decades."
"Looking at it this way, when Qiao Gongliang came to the Northeast, he should have been over a hundred years old, right? A man over a hundred years old did not think about returning to his roots after falling leaves, but had to travel across mountains and rivers to the Northeast. Is it as simple as a letter?"
I looked at Qiao Gongliang: "I have to suspect that he was chased all the way to the northeast by the people who borrowed his life."
"If this suspicion is established, there is no possibility for Qiao Gongliang to return to the underworld with us! If a ghost kills the person who borrowed his life, does he dare to return to the underworld to be tortured?"
"So, the last wishes of our ancestors are all lies."
I stopped here, but Qiao Gongliang looked at me with a half-smile and said, "Then what is the truth?"
I looked directly at Qiao Gongliang and said: "The truth is, you met the descendant of the Coffin Sect in the Northeast. He sealed you into a special coffin and buried you under the 'Huagulongmu'. He wanted to slowly grind you down."
Drop your bones."
"It's just that the disciple of the Coffin Sect is not good at what he does. I didn't find out that you have any accomplices. Your accomplices put on a good show of digging a grave for the governor."
"He designed to dig you out, but he couldn't open the coffin and let you go completely free. So he had to make you live in this unburied tomb first."
"Have you killed all the real owners of this tomb?"
Qiao Gongliang nodded and said: "Yes, in troubled times, they do not have enough strength to occupy such an obvious geomantic treasure land. For them, it is a disaster rather than a blessing!"
I said calmly: "The reason why you occupy the geomantic treasure land is to use the earth's energy to open the coffin. However, you can't do it yourself. Because stories are not a universal secret. No matter how good the story is, it cannot become reality."
"You can trap your opponents with stories, but you can't open your own coffin. So, you want to find the "Evil Coffin Book" just to open your own coffin."
"In order to open the coffin, you made two preparations. Your backhand fell on the person who borrowed the life. You have been waiting for the right person to show up, triggering the earth's energy to attack the coffin and forcefully break it."
"So, you left clues at Du Fei's house one after another, linking together the half-true and half-false stories about Qiulongfen. As long as we suspect Qiulongfen, it will be a matter of time before we find you."
"During this process, the real purpose of your repeated attempts to put pressure on me to compromise was not to make me let you go, but that you wanted to take advantage of my character flaws to achieve your goals."
"I don't want to give in, so I can only threaten you with what you care about most, and you have already given me the bargaining chip that can threaten you. That is breaking the Feng Shui here."
"If Ye Yang's sword really falls, not only will it not threaten you, but it will also give you an opportunity to escape and ascend to heaven. I think that when you escape, you will kill all the members of the curse group and use their stories to hold you back.
We escaped on our own."
When Qiao Gongliang heard this, he clapped softly and said, "That's right, every detail."
"But you have no other choice but to break through the tomb door and find me."
I couldn't help but darken my face when I heard this: Qiao Gongliang would not give me such a simple choice.
As expected, Qiao Gongliang continued: "Your underworld soldiers are inexhaustible, and my group of magic spells can also continuously inject ghosts."
Chapter completed!