Luo nine needles

Chapter 312

Seeing Zhike fell to the ground, bright red was scattered on the white snow, and the rich man's face darkened.

This is what he didn't expect.

He knew that his son did not agree with his ideals, but no matter how inconsistent he was, he was still a son.

It's nothing to be unfilial like being noisy and imprisoned, he doesn't care at all, it's just a family bumping against each other.

It's different if you move the knife and take your life.

"Your son is really going to kill you!" Uncle Li Guo shouted from behind, "Elder Gao, you have no way to teach your son."

After finishing speaking, he stepped back and greeted the people who brought him to protect himself.

The rich man Gao seemed to be amused by Uncle Li Guo's words again, his face that had been downcast dissipated, and he looked at Gao Xiaoliu who was pointing the sword at him, waved his hand to let the person protecting him get out of the way, and took a step forward facing the sword.

"My son wants to learn from you. Now that you have completed your studies, you will die in battle, and you will be stunned. But if you want to be a fool, you will be stunned. It's not a waste!" He said to Uncle Li Guo, and then looked at Gao Xiaoliuyi Laughing, "The son I gave birth to and raised by me even wanted to kill me for the righteousness of Mo Sheng. And don't hold any resentment."

Uncle Li Guo muttered behind him: "They're all lunatics."

Gao Xiaoliu's expression was cold: "Don't say these empty words, Dad, if you are really proud of Mo Yi, you wouldn't force my son to do this."

The rich man nodded: "empty words, I'm talking empty words, then let me ask you, why are you fighting against each other with the banner of Moyi?"

Gao Xiaoliu said: "Of course it's for Momen."

"Aren't I for the Momen?" the rich man said.

"You are for yourself!" Gao Xiaoliu said, "Father, if you dedicate the Momen to the emperor, can the Momen still exist?"

"I exist! The Ink Sect exists!" the rich man shouted, and he took a step forward, "And there will be a new Ink Sect!"

Having said this, he lowered his voice again and looked at Gao Xiaoliu.

"This secret treasury is used by Luogong to conspire against the King of Jin. It is already ill-gotten wealth and the shame of my Momen. What's wrong with me dedicating it to His Majesty?"

"We have made mistakes and are guilty, so we should show our sincerity to the emperor and let the emperor see our confession."

"Only when the emperor sees, accepts and tolerates us, can we atone for our sins and start over."

"What's the meaning of existence of Momen now? It should be smashed and refined!"

Speaking of this, the rich man took a step forward suddenly, his sleeve rolled up and hit the six-foot sword.

Gao Xiaoliu, who was listening at first, cursed in his heart, retracted his sword and retreated, but it was still a step too late, the fluttering sleeve wrapped around the sword like a snake, and suddenly pressed down like a stone.

Gao Xiaoliu felt that his arm was about to break, and knelt down on one knee with a bang.

The rich man looked at him and said every word.

"Gathering a bad reputation and stealing a living, how can you benefit the world, how can you improve the people's livelihood, the sages have long said that only by letting the princes and lords use my words can we actually do it."

Gao Xiaoliu wanted to say something, but at this moment, he clenched his teeth and tried his best to hold the sword with both hands so as not to be taken away, so he couldn't open his mouth to speak.

"So, you colluded with King Jin to make him emperor?"

There was a sound falling from above.

Gao Xiaoliu's mind paused, and the force that wrapped around the sword on the opposite side froze.

People around also looked up one after another, mixed with Uncle Li Guo exclaiming "What?"

Human or ghost?

On the halfway up the mountain with jagged cliffs and rocks, there stood a man on a winding and long dead tree, with a beautiful dress, black hair and white face, eyes like cold stars, and eyebrows like distant mountains.

This dress is very beautiful, but it is mixed with the mountains, rocks and dead trees, like a mountain ghost with no one in it, and no one notices it.

"Seven Stars!" Gao Xiaoliu yelled, rolled on the spot and slammed into the rich man, at the same time raised his arms and raised his hands, "Catch the sword!"

Accompanied by the sound of tearing, the six-foot sword broke free from the sleeve of the rich man and flew upwards.

Qixing flew down from the dead wood, caught the Liuchi sword, turned his wrist, stood still on the ground, and pointed the long sword at the rich man again.

"So you were the one who colluded with the King of Jin, deceived the head of the sect, and tricked the Mo people to go to Jin." Qi Xing asked again, "You coerced the Mo Sect to seek rebellion for the King of Jin?"

Gao Xiaoliu, who had just got up, rolled over on the spot with a shocked expression, turned around suddenly, and punched the rich man with both fists.

"Father—" he hissed.

The fist wind howled, but the rich man Gao waved his hand, and the broken sleeve swung up and cut Gao Xiaoliu's fist wind. The two were knocked down.

The rich man Gao ignored Gao Xiaoliu, looked at Qixing, and suddenly asked: "Are you Luo Gong's daughter? Luo Gong and your mother had an illegitimate child?"

Hearing this, Gao Xiaoliu, who was standing up, looked at Qixing in shock again. He knew that Qixing's mother was a craftsman from Beitang, but he had never heard her mention her father.

It turned out to be the head of Luo.

"It's not an illegitimate child." Qi Xing said, "Luogong and my mother met as a young man. They were hired by a matchmaker and paid homage to the ancestors of heaven and earth. They just got divorced because of some business. They have nothing to do with each other."

The wealthy man suddenly said: "So that's how it is." Then he asked with great interest, "How do you know that I colluded with King Jin? How did you know? Luo Gong and the three elders died on the spot, how can I tell you?"

Is this an admission? !

Even though Gao Xiaoliu, who had heard Qixing say that he had already believed it, was still heartbroken, and shouted angrily, "Father, what have you done! I always thought you did something wrong now, but I didn't expect that you—— "

Wrong things have been done in the past.

He has always hated Sect Leader Luo for ruining the Mo Sect, but he did not expect that the culprit turned out to be his father!
Hearing Gao Xiaoliu's throat-breaking cry, the wealthy man glanced at him.

"What did I do wrong? I haven't done anything wrong now, and I haven't done anything wrong before." He said, "I've been doing it for the Momen from beginning to end, and there's nothing wrong with being for the Momen."

"You rebelled against the troubled times for the sake of Momen?" Gao Xiaoliu stood up with a thump, he didn't know whether it was the impact just now or by himself, the flesh of his hands was bleeding, "You just kept questioning my Mo Yi just now, righteousness, righteousness, what do you have? What righteousness to say!"

"Of course I can say it!" The rich man also shouted again, shaking his hands, "I said that I want to prosper Mo Dao, and let the princes and adults use my words, but when I met the King Jin, he treated the King Jin like a poor commoner. In front of him, he is only willing to do small craftsmen, build canals and dig ditches, and refuses to sit in front of the King of Jin for a long time. As soon as the King of Jin mentions a little state policy, he calls himself a man of the world, and does not discuss current affairs indiscriminately."

Speaking of which, he sneered.

"But it's ridiculous to give all the power of the Momen without hesitation when you hear that it is said to cast a divine weapon for the emperor."

Hearing this, the Mohist who was standing on Gao Xiaoliu's side couldn't help but ask: "How is this ridiculous? Isn't it better for the emperor to see the power of my Momen than King Jin?"

After all, King Jin is just a prince, and he still won't succeed the prince of the Datong, not even the crown prince.

The rich man looked at him with a sneering expression.

"For the Son of Heaven, so what if our Mo Sect forges a divine weapon?" He said, "The Son of Heaven is orthodox, the Crown Prince inherits the rites, what all the people want, and all officials and Taoists respect each other. My Mo Sect is dispensable in front of the Son of Heaven."

"However, if you help King Jin ascend the throne as emperor."

When he said this, his expression was shining, and his voice was even louder.

"My Mo Sect is a minister of great service in front of King Jin, and it is irreplaceable. Only my Mo Sect can speak to the princes and lords at the top, and convince the common people at the bottom, so that the way of Sage Mo can be carried forward."

Hearing this, Qixing said again: "So you colluded with King Jin to set up a fraud of casting artifacts, and deceived my father and the Mo people. They only came to cast artifacts for the emperor, not to plot rebellion for King Jin."

The rich man smiled: "This can't be called a scam, it should be called destiny, otherwise how could there be a meteorite falling into Jindi, the right time and place."

Here comes another sigh.

"I wanted to explain this to Luogong, but he was dissatisfied with my relationship with Feimo, and someone accused me of raising killers for money. He was not interested in listening to my words, and he wanted to abolish my position as an elder."

He shook his head.

"It's really chilling. As an elder of three generations, I have accumulated countless wealth for the Mo sect. He, a late-born junior, actually condemned me and punished me not like Mo."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and tore it violently at his wrist, as if a piece of flesh had been torn off.

Those who stood close saw the ink-colored words written on the wrinkled and white wrists of the rich man.

Non-ink.

Gao Xiaoliu covered his face with his bleeding hands and let out a wail.

(End of this chapter)