Great Qin Xiuxian Biography

Chapter 39 The Birds Fly

"What are you discussing?"

When Lan Qin came back with a box of lunch, she found that Wang Mang and Wang Zhaoer were having a heated discussion.

"Oh, master, we are discussing the underworld!" Wang Zhaoer talked about meeting Yun Shuiyao, "Acting the city god...Master, do you think the city god is dead?"

Wang Zhaoer took the lunch box from Lan Qin's hand, put it on the dining table, and asked tentatively.

"Not necessarily, it may also be transferred, these are all possible. But... I will go to the Temple of the City God to have a look later."

"Yeah." Wang Zhaoer changed the subject again, and talked about Wang Mang's meeting with candlesticks, "Master, what do you think is that, it can melt ghosts?"

"Master has told you before that if you encounter something you don't understand, you will run away immediately." After a pause, Lan Qin smiled, "But after you build the foundation, the teacher can tell you."

"Success! Then I will build the foundation as soon as possible!" Wang Zhaoer said casually, as if building a foundation was as easy for her as eating and drinking.

The three sat down and began to enjoy lunch.

"Wow!"

"Mr. Lan, do you know that I like to eat pork head meat?"

Opening the lunch box, Wang Mang said in surprise.

If you eat too much pork head meat, it will be greasy, but if you eat it in moderation, it is really delicious.

Especially the stir-fried green peppers are absolutely delicious!

"There is such a sister who misses you every day, I have to know if I don't want to know." Looking at Wang Mang's surprised expression, Lan Qin laughed.

"Hey, thank you sister! Thank you, Teacher Lan! You are so kind to me!" Wang Mang was not stingy with flattering.

Well, flattery is the best lubricant between people.

After dinner, everything was tidied up.

Wang Zhaoer pondered for a while, and then said to Lan Qin, "Master, I want to ask you a question."

"Tell me." Lan Qin was flipping through Wang Zhaoer's homework casually.

"Do you think anyone would write ghost characters on the plaque?"

"ghost?"

Lan Qin glanced at Wang Mang calmly, "There are a lot of ghost characters written on the plaques, such as Yuguizong, Ghost Eater Gate, Ghost King School, Ghost Immortal School, Corpse Ghost Mountain, Devil Weeping Valley..."

"It's a plaque hanging on the gate of the archway." Wang Zhaoer narrowed the scope.

"These are all!"

"...Huh? Do so many people like ghosts?"

"I don't necessarily like it." Lan Qin shook her head, "It's just because it is a ghost cultivator, so it has something to do with ghosts. And many of these sects have already been exterminated."

"Could it be related to Qin VI Emperor Changyuan's destruction of sects?" Wang Mang immediately reacted.

"That's right. From 12470 to 13520 in the Great Qin Calendar, during these more than 1000 years, Emperor Changyuan almost wiped out all the sects in the Great Qin Region, especially the Guixiu lineage, who either surrendered or destroyed them."

"So, you only said the plaque was about ghosts, it's really hard to be sure."

There are only a few words in history books about Emperor Changyuan's destruction of sects.

Overall, praise outweighs criticism.

At least in that chaotic era, historians affirmed such an approach.

Could it be that my dream has something to do with Emperor Changyuan's destruction of sects?

Wang Mang thought of the dead ocean and the vast accumulation of bones, and felt that there seemed to be such a possibility.

"So is there any ocean to bury all kinds of legendary beasts?" At this time, Wang Zhaoer asked again.

"Ocean? Divine beast?"

Hearing this, Lan Qin frowned, thought for a moment, then shook her head, "I don't know as a teacher."

"Most of the beasts disappeared in the early days of the Great Qin Dynasty, and even the more powerful beasts were extinct long before the Great Qin Dynasty."

"There are very few divine beasts that can be discovered by people now, and the main ones are strange beasts, monster beasts and fierce beasts."

"Of course, I heard that there are monsters to the west of the Thousand Miles of Chidi."

Lan Qin smiled and shook her head, "I don't know about this question."

Sensing Master's scrutiny, Wang Zhaoer immediately reacted and smiled, "Master, then tell us about the history of Emperor Changyuan's destruction of sects."

"Yes! I want to hear it too!" Wang Mang quickly agreed.

Unexpectedly, at this time, a "pop" sound came from the inside.

"I gonna go see!"

Wang Mang got up and walked into the room.Lifting the curtain at the door, Wang Mang saw the situation inside.

"Who is so wicked!"

"What's wrong?" Wang Zhaoer and Lan Qin also walked into the room one after another.

At this time, Wang Mang stretched out his hands out of the window, holding a pigeon whose wings were flapping vigorously.It's just that the head of this pigeon was beheaded, and blood was splattering around the neck.

Wang Mang grabbed the pigeon's wings and legs with both hands and stretched them far away to prevent the blood from splashing into the room.

"I don't know who chopped off the head of the pigeon and threw it on the windowsill..."

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, another headless pigeon landed on Wang Mang's arm.

The claws of the headless pigeon grabbed Wang Mang's arm and kicked vigorously, its wings twitched and flapped wildly, and the blood on its neck spilled on Wang Mang's face.

"unlucky!"

Wang Mang quickly threw the pigeon out.

There was blood all over the window sill at this time, and the onions and garlic in the two basins were crushed and stained with blood.

It seems that the first pigeon landed on the windowsill.

"Zhaoer, I remember you said that there are pigeons on the roof of your community?"

Lan Qin looked out the window.At this time, more than a dozen headless pigeons fell down one after another, one after another, splashing blood while flapping their wings in the air.

"Go wash up."

Wang Zhaoer pushed Wang Mang away and closed the window before answering,
"Yes, Master. There is an old man with a strange temper on the roof who likes to raise pigeons. Everyone has complained about him several times."

"Besides, people from the property management and the security team have been here, and he is still raising... It stands to reason that he treats the pigeons as his sons, and he will not kill them."

"Go and have a look!" Said Lan Qin and walked out.

"I am coming too!"

Wang Mang washed off the blood stains, and then went out, "Could someone be unbearable and secretly slaughter his pigeons?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Wang Zhaoer glared at Wang Mang, "Master, you don't know, that old man is very strange. He raises hundreds of pigeons. In summer, the upper floors will stink to death."

"I've been there before, and the smell...it's all the smell of accumulated pigeon manure." Wang Zhaoer shook her head.

The old man's behavior is really disgusting.

Wang Mang and the others lived on the third floor, and when they came to the fifth floor, they could smell a stench.Then the sixth, seventh, and eighth floors were stinky.Bird droppings have been spread in the corridor on the ninth floor.

"Is there no one living here?" Lan Qin asked.

"Last year, someone annoyed the old man with reports, and the old man bought all the houses with seven, eight, nine or three floors in one go." Wang Mang said with a smile, "It's different when you have money."

Even though he said that, he was actually quite envious in his heart.

When you have money, you don't need to think about solving the problem, just solve the person who raised the problem.

"Usually the old people live alone, and then there is the roof terrace."

The three of them came to the ninth floor and headed to the top of the stairs, and they took a few steps back in unison.

A few headless pigeons were fluttering on the stairs, beating their wings vigorously.

There was a thick layer of dust on the stairs, and the flapping of the headless pigeon's wings filled the entire corridor with dust.

"You guys stay behind, I'll go up and have a look first, and run away as soon as possible."

After Lan Qin finished speaking, she began to walk up step by step, with a sword in her hand.

Wang Mang and Wang Zhaoer waited in place, looking at the long corridor outside the ninth floor.The whole promenade is full of drawn out headless pigeons.

So many pigeons seem to have their heads chopped off at the same time, which is not something ordinary people do.

After waiting for a while, Wang Zhaoer shouted upstairs: "Master, is there a problem?"

"It's okay." Lan Qin said calmly, "Come up!"

"Go, go up and see!"

The two ran up to the roof one after the other, and as soon as they ran out of the door of the hut on the roof, an extremely cruel scene appeared in front of them.

Headless pigeons all over the place!

The entire roof is covered with one floor!
The vast majority are still struggling and convulsing!

Messy feathers fluttered in the wind, and blood spilled all over the roof.

And in the middle of this pile of headless pigeon corpses, there is a chair with an old man.

Headless.

(End of this chapter)