A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 763 Beauty turns into evil! (Please order in full!)

Both Pan Jinlian and Wang Po died on the spot, which proved that the bowl of medicine was indeed poisoned. Everyone cursed, and Wu Song was the most angry. He clamored to throw their bodies in a mass grave and let these people The vicious woman's body was exposed in the wilderness.

However, Hua Twelve stopped him. Since the death of a person had to go through the local government, he sent someone to invite Magistrate Sun over and explained the situation exactly as it was without adding any exaggeration.

In fact, the scandal between Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian was almost known to everyone in Yanggu County, especially the fact that Wu Dalang caught an adulterer and was kicked by Ximen Qing until he vomited blood, which was even more widely known.

So this time Wu Song came back and killed Ximen Qing in the street. Even if it was in the name of suppressing bandits, anyone with a discerning eye knew what was going on. It was to avenge Wu Dalang.

The same was true for County Magistrate Sun. He was not surprised at all when he heard that Wu Song had killed another person when he returned home. He led the government's police and disobedient officers to the scene and closed the case on the spot. He only said that Pan Jinlian had colluded with Wang Po to murder her husband. After being discovered, the two drank poison and committed suicide out of fear of guilt.

The county magistrate asked Yi Zuo to take back the pot for boiling medicine as evidence, and the matter was settled.

Wang Po's body was taken away by Han Zuo, and Pan Jinlian's body was left by County Magistrate Sun to the Wu family to handle on their own.

Wu Song still said that he would throw such vicious women who colluded with adulterers and wanted to murder their husbands into mass graves, leaving them exposed to the sun, rain, and wild beasts to gnaw at them.

As soon as Ximen Qing died, Wu Dalang vomited out his bad breath. After Hua Twelve's treatment, his mental and physical health had improved and he could go to the ground. Hearing his brother's words, he couldn't bear it. In gratitude for the couple's kindness for one day and a hundred days, he let him go. Wu Song bought a coffin and buried Pan Jinlian alive.

In the evening, Magistrate Sun held a banquet in the Lion House to entertain Hua Twelve. The two exchanged glasses and soon seemed to have become good friends for many years.

As soon as he asked this question, before Yue Fei could say anything, Lu Zhishen curled his lips and said, "Brother, you're just going to test such a simple question? Isn't this a joke?"

Why did Hua Twelve feel that this name was so familiar? Suddenly a bright light flashed in his mind. He remembered that there was a saying in later generations: a king is not good enough, a general is not good enough for Li, and a fist is not good enough for gold. This gold refers to Jintai, and there is another saying. , it is said that Jintai is the best martial arts in the world in ancient times and today.

Hua Twelve pondered for a moment and then said: "I was ordered to suppress the bandits. It costs money to eat horse chews, so I took 30,000 taels of silver. The rest was also ill-gotten gains, so I gave it to Mr. Sun to take care of himself." Is it handled well?"

Lu Zhishen always looked respectful when he spoke.

Hua Twelve gave a thumbs up: "Excellent, perfect!"

Yue Fei perked up as soon as he heard this: "I heard that my senior brother is the instructor of the 800,000 forbidden army, and later I learned that he was appointed as a divine general by the officials. My junior brother has long wanted to learn a thing or two. I don't know whether my senior brother is a test of my fists or feet, or whether Do you want to point me to the gun?"

Yue Fei couldn't sleep, so he practiced spearmanship under the moonlight at night. A big spear made the tiger fly, and Lu Zhishen cheered loudly.

If Hua Twelve hadn't been afraid of others being suspicious, he would have really wanted to ask, did the Grandmaster Jin mentioned by his senior brother have the word "yong" in his name?

Fortunately, Lu Zhishen later gave the answer:

He didn't expect that his sect was so powerful. His teacher was the best in the world, and his teacher was the best in martial arts in the past. This was so incredible.

Just when Hua Twelve asked Yue Fei to practice his marksmanship, a dark cloud suddenly covered the moon in the sky.

Magistrate Sun saw that Hua Twelve did not rely on the Taiwei's confidant, so he took the big head, became more enthusiastic, and kept urging him to drink. After a few drinks, he became drunk first.

Originally, Hua Twelve thought that he was skilled in martial arts and had no intention of learning from Zhou Tong. However, when he heard that his ancestors were so awesome, he immediately became interested and ordered Yue Fei, who was listening to the story:

"Junior brother, the teacher taught you the set of Liuhe Divine Spear. When you practiced it just now, I thought there was a slight flaw. In this way, you practice it a hundred and fifty times again and ask senior brother to help you control the eyes!"

When Lu Zhishen heard this, he cried out that it was a pity, but he said that he could settle for the next best thing and become an anonymous disciple like Wu Erlang did, and he was also willing.

When he spoke, something suddenly moved in his heart. He heard his teacher Zhou Tong say that his master broke the void in Kunlun. He wanted to ask at that time, but he was afraid of arousing Zhou Tong's suspicion, so he didn't have the nerve to ask about his master's background. He thought that Yue Fei must know, so why not... Junior brother, I’m just talking here.

Wu Song stayed with his eldest brother at home in the evening. The two brothers had to pack up their belongings and leave tomorrow with Hua Twelve and others to settle in Bianjing.

After Yue Fei finished practicing the big gun, he came over to Hua Twelve and asked: "Brother, how are I doing with this set of 'Liuhe Divine Spear' that the teacher taught me!"

His eyes were eager to try, and he actually wanted to make gestures with Hua Twelve.

On the mass graves outside Yanggu County, there were little will-o'-the-wisps, a gust of wind blew by, and the sound of indistinct cries was horrifying.

Hua Twelve waved his hand and said contemptuously: "Younger brother, let's beat my sister first!"

"During the reign of Yingzong, the Black Wind Martial Saint of Xixia and Han Changshou, the Martial Saint of Liao Kingdom, gathered in Bianjing with the envoys of the two countries and set up an arena to challenge the masters from the Central Plains!"

Yang Zhi went to the military camp outside the city, while the others stayed at the inn in Yanggu County for the night.

In this terrifying atmosphere, jingle bells, jingle bells, a string of copper bells sounded from far to near.

Hua Twelve said in surprise: "Senior brother, do you know?"

Hua Twelve was too lazy to accompany the drunkard, so he ordered a banquet to be delivered to Wu's house. The money for the banquet and food was naturally recorded in Magistrate Sun's account.

Not counting the shop, Hua Twelve thought that his family fortune of 60,000 yuan should be almost there. Of course, Magistrate Sun must have kept some benefits for himself.

"At that time, the two Fanbang Martial Saints killed 18 Xiantian Grand Masters and two Zhenguo Martial Saints in the Central Plains. There was no opponent. Later, the Jintai Grand Master took action and killed the Black Wind Martial Saint with just one punch, allowing Han Changshou to continue to fight. He didn't even dare to go into the ring, he avoided fighting and simply gave in. From then on, the Grandmaster of Jintai was recognized as the 'World Boxing Champion'!"

Lu Zhishen looked surprised: "What do you mean I know? How many martial artists in the world don't know that Master Zhou Tong studied under the 'World Boxing Champion' Grandmaster Jin!"

"Jin Tai?"

Back at Wu's house, Hua Twelve greeted everyone and had another drink. Wu Dalang, who had just recovered from his illness, also had two drinks with him and said some words of thanks. Everyone said that they don't need to care about their brothers.

Lu Zhishen laughed heartily. He was happiest when watching the excitement.

Yue Fei: "." Who just said that he is perfect and perfect?

Yue Fei was immediately stunned. Thinking of Lin Daiyu throwing him into the room, he felt angry and said, "What will senior brother test me for?"

"I'm going to test how much you know about our master. Do you know the name of our master?"

After three drinks, Magistrate Sun took out a bill:

"General Lin, this is what we got from the house raid today. Ximen Qing's family is really rich. His satin shop, velvet shop, silk velvet shop, and printing shop are all of the best quality, especially the herbal medicine shop. Doujin, in addition to these shops, 50,000 taels of silver and 10,000 taels of copper coins were also found from his home!"

After he talked about these properties, he smiled and asked: "What do you think should be done with this money?"

Hua Twelve could only agree with a smile, saying that he would definitely put in a good word for him when he got back.

Hua Twelve chuckled and said: "It's not difficult to teach martial arts to my senior brother, but just accept a disciple. This little junior brother of mine is the teacher's close disciple!"

Lu Zhishen heard that the iron-armed Grandmaster Zhou Tong was in Bianjing, so he urged Hua Twelve to go back and say good things to him, and it would be best if he could become a disciple or something.

He immediately said: "Junior brother, senior brother wants to test you!"

The air is filled with a putrid smell, and occasionally a few night owls make hoarse calls, and occasionally scattered bones add a bit of desolation and horror to the atmosphere here.

The inn in Yanggu County is not big, with only a single courtyard and a bunk bed. Naturally, Hua Twelve would not stay in the bunk bed, so he rented a courtyard for his brothers to live in.

Two figures walked to a new tomb, but they were joined by a monk. The monk recited the Buddha's name and said:

"The resentment here is so high, it should be here!"

The Taoist priest nodded, shook the copper bell with one hand, pinched his fingers with the other hand, and muttered:

"Seven spirits and eight gods, eight wishes and four wishes."

"Appeal to the spiritual life, the emperor and the emperor are both true."

"Recording souls and refining souls, plugging away evil spirits." "Vampire ghosts wandering corpses, filthy and stagnant for a long time."

It's strange to say that when he opened his mouth, it was just a breeze at night, but suddenly the wind became strong. Immediately behind the new grave, an arm stretched out, and then he put his arm on the grave, and a figure appeared from the grave. Half of his body came out.

When the monk saw it, he reminded him: "Come out!"

The Taoist priest was surprised and said: "So fast? I haven't finished reciting the incantation yet!"

As he spoke, his hands were not slow. He flew forward and placed a yellow talisman on the figure's forehead: "Hit!"

After he hit the mark, he turned around and smiled at the monk: "That's it!"

"Take care of your motherfucker"

The figure had yellow paper stuck on his forehead. He fumbled for a shovel from nowhere, and with a clang, the shovel hit the Taoist priest's forehead.

The Taoist priest was also a capable person, but the accident was too sudden. He turned back to show off to the monk, but he didn't even move away. He was hit with a shovel and his eyes were full of stars.

The figure didn't give up, crawled out of the grave, swung the shovel, and said:

"I'll beat you to death, I'll dig a grave below, and you're pretending to be a fool at the top. Do you want to scare me to death?"

Seeing that the Taoist priest was stunned, the monk quickly stepped forward and pointed at the man, and the figure waving the shovel fell straight to the ground. However, looking at his eyes moving around, it was obvious that he was still conscious, but his body was out of control.

The monk suppressed a smile and said, "He is a tomb robber. Is everything okay, fellow Taoist?"

The old Taoist came back to his senses, touched his forehead, and found that there was blood. He couldn't help shouting: "Bad luck!"

The monk said at the side: "This person must have seen the new tomb and came to rob the tomb. This is caused by a strange combination of circumstances. Fellow Taoist, you should get to work first. As for this thief, he just wants to use it as blood food."

Hearing this, the Taoist nodded dejectedly: "It's an advantage for him. If he didn't need blood food, he would definitely extract his soul and burn it in a human oil lamp for several years. Only then can he be relieved of his hatred!"

After he finished speaking, he glared at the tomb robber fiercely, picked up the bell again, shook it, and recited the incantation in his mouth.

Seven spirits and eight gods, eight wishes.

Complain to the spiritual life, the emperor and the emperor are both true.

Record the soul and refine the soul, and stop the evil spirits.

The corpse of a vampire wanders around, stagnant and filthy for a long time.

Benefit me from life and close the door to my death.

If there is a true destiny, listen to the emperor.

Make me live forever and live forever.

The emperor's method dares to sue Sanyuan.

"Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. If you don't repay it in this life, it will be in vain in the next life. Come out quickly."

Just as he was spelling, there were gusts of wind, and when he said the last sentence, a bolt of lightning broke through the dark clouds in the sky and illuminated the earth.

boom!

I don't know if it was caused by the thunder, but the lying tomb robber felt the grave beneath him shake.

Just when he was in shock and doubt, boom, there was another vibration underneath him.

Immediately afterwards, constant crashing sounds came from below, accompanied by vibrations again and again, which finally convinced the tomb robber that the sounds and vibrations came from the new tomb beneath him.

There was a click.

It seemed like the sound of breaking wood.

Then there was a sound, as if something had broken open the coffin and was crawling out.

The tomb robber stared with wide eyes, and boom, another bolt of lightning pierced the dark clouds.

At this moment, a slender arm that was pale and bloodless poked out of the grave.

Then, the arm was bent and supported on the grave, and a pale and beautiful face poked out of the grave.

"It's now!"

The Taoist priest flew forward and put a charm on the woman's face. The beauty stopped moving for an instant.

The Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face: "Okay, I have a lot of resentment in my heart, and the beauty turned into evil. What a spiritual corpse, no one can bear it!"

There was blood on his face before when he was hit with a shovel. At this time, a drop of blood fell on the cinnabar mark of the yellow talisman paper and was seeping inward. Because of the darkness of the sky and the similar color of blood and cinnabar, it was not noticed by the Taoist priest. .

Just when the Taoist priest was about to further refine the corpse, the beautiful woman suddenly moved, grabbed the Taoist priest's arm, opened her mouth and bit it.

"what"

The Taoist priest screamed and struck the beauty's forehead with a sudden palm. The beauty's body was blown away more than three feet, and even the yellow paper on her forehead fell to the ground.

Upon seeing this, the monk quickly said: "My fellow Taoist, please heal your wounds quickly. I, the poor monk, will restrain her for the time being!"

He said that he was about to take action after forming the seal on his hand.

But at this time, the dark clouds suddenly dispersed, and a ray of moonlight was shining on the beautiful woman's forehead.

The next moment, a dark light flashed in the beauty's eyes, and her ten fingernails grew rapidly. She stood up straight, turned around and ran away like flying. The strange thing is that she didn't bend her knees. She only jumped a few feet away. .

The monk was about to give chase, but the Taoist priest said: "Stop chasing me. Treat me first. Once the corpse poison is removed, it won't be too late to chase me again!"

Early the next morning, people from the yamen sent two official documents.

One is to the front secretary to make up for the statement that Wu Song sent to Bianjing before Hua Twelve, and the other is to supply the imperial court. With these two official documents, Hua Twelve's killing of Ximen Qing became reasonable and legal.

Hua Twelve took the official document and took people to pick up brothers Wu Dalang and Wu Song before returning to Beijing.

But at this time, someone came from the yamen again. It turned out that someone went to the yamen to report a crime, saying that a new tomb outside the county town had been stolen and the body was missing. The officer ran to take a look and found that it was Pan Jinlian. The grave of Hua Twelve and others was quickly notified.

(End of this chapter)