I chase corpses in Gaowu world

Chapter 158: Bamboo Forest Village, killing people and killing people!
Fang Ze frowned.

He also stayed in Feilong Temple for a few days, and Hua Zirong was very dedicated, asking around for information and reporting back, so Fang Ze had some understanding of Feilong Temple.

In Feilong Temple, several members of the Longkang royal family became monks here.

Some of them really looked away.

However, some people have to become monks here.

That is the loser in the royal struggle.

Youdao is as deep as the sea once you enter a noble family. This is true for all noble families, let alone the royal family.

The most ruthless one is Tianjia.

However, royal struggles also have their own traditions. Some dynasties fight very fiercely. Once something goes wrong, brothers, uncles and nephews will kill each other. But some are relatively gentle, and they will seize power under house arrest without losing their lives.

Long Kang was doing well, but the struggle failed. As long as he didn't rebel openly, he would end up becoming a monk and not allowed to leave the temple for life.

Feilong Temple is such a place.

There are several Longkang royal families here, which is probably equivalent to the place where royal prisoners were placed under house arrest in the Zongren Mansion of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Now, as soon as Fang Ze left, he hanged a monk with Longkang royal family status and a young novice monk.

The dead young novice monk was the one who gave Fang Ze the note just now.

Fang Ze frowned, not that he thought this was troublesome or threatening.

After going through what happened in his mind, Fang Ze could probably guess what happened.

Evil Emperor Xie Yan is said to be one of the six great gods in the world, but he is one of the least successful.

There are hidden traps and plots everywhere, and in the end, all they want is Wen Yuanbo's current position.

It's a pity that the reason why orthodoxy is orthodox is to control the power of the world. No normal person would choose to cooperate with Xie Yan.

Only those who are as frustrated or ambitious as Xie Yan will cooperate.

After all, Xie Yan is also a god, and everyone who cooperates has a certain identity.

The monk with the background of the Longkang royal family who was hanged by Feilong Temple probably has something to do with Xie Yan.

Maybe he committed suicide because he felt that his identity was exposed and there was no hope of recovery.

Fang Ze frowned, feeling that the young novice died a little innocently.

Although he was a novice, he was actually just an eleven or twelve-year-old child, and he had not done anything outrageous, so he might have been instructed to send a note.

That's how it was all silenced.

Fang Ze didn't like this kind of thing involving innocent people.

Xie Yan added another layer of ill feeling in Fang Ze's heart.

"Forget it, I will kill Xie Yan sooner or later when I come to Longkang this time."

"Just treat him as one more note, and I won't hesitate to take action when the time comes." Fang Ze thought.

Fang Ze said to Wei Shilang: "I will write to Wen Yuanbo, just in time, I want to ask him something."

He wanted to ask Wen Yuanbo about Xie Yan's past.

He has decided to go to Banan and Huanglong Valley to stop Xie Yan.

……

Four days later.

Banan.

The lower reaches of Huanglong River, south of Baicheng, Huanglong Valley.

Banan is located in a basin, which is much hotter than the capital. Even in winter, it rarely snows.

As for Huanglong Valley, due to its special terrain, the entire valley is extremely warm. On this winter day, the temperature is still as high as Indian summer. The flowers, plants and trees in the valley are also full of green, giving a spring scene.

At this time, it was the afternoon hour.

Fang Ze was walking in Huanglong Valley.

Not far away, there is a bamboo forest.

In the bamboo forest, a small building can be vaguely seen.

Fang Ze walked over slowly.

When he reached the bamboo forest, he stood still.

There is a tomb in the bamboo forest. In front of the tomb, a man in black robe stands in front of the tomb, thinking quietly.

His temples are gray, but the rest of his hair is black, and his hands are as crystal clear as jade.

It’s the Evil Emperor, Xie Yan!
Xie Yan had seen Fang Ze coming here, but he didn't move.

He continued to stand quietly in front of the grave.

Fang Ze didn't bother him either.

Like this, about a moment later.

Xie Yan took a long breath.

"Mr. Yuan, let's go out of the bamboo forest to talk." Xie Yan said.

Fang Ze nodded.

He kept a fixed distance from Xie Yan and walked out of the bamboo forest one behind the other.

Outside the bamboo forest, there is a small stream in the valley. The fallen flowers in the stream are scattered with the flowing water. There is a green grassland next to the stream. It has an artistic conception of flowing water and falling flowers without any trace, only flying clouds, slowly coming and going.

Fang Ze and Xie Yan stood fifteen or sixteen steps apart.

Xie Yan said: "I would like to thank you for not making a sudden move in the bamboo forest just now."

"I didn't expect Mr. Yuan to find this place."

Fang Ze shook his head slightly and said, "You thought of it."

"If you come here every year, you won't realize that there are people coming here just like you."

Xie Yan was speechless.

Fang Ze knew very well that it was not only Xie Yan who came here every year, but also Master Zhaoyi.

Even if they are both divine beings, even if they are separated in time, it is impossible for them not to notice it after so many years.

It's just that there is a tacit understanding between Xie Yan and Zhao Shiyi, and they won't break it here.

Zhaoshi Yi broke this tacit understanding first.

"I really didn't expect Zhaoshiyi would tell you this." Xie Yan said.

Fang Ze shook his head again.

"No, you thought of it too."

"You thought of it when Zhaoshi Yi appeared at Haijin Liren Pavilion." Fang Ze said.

Xie Yan frowned deeply.

"Mr. Yuan, what exactly do you want to say?"

"You want to say that I am waiting here for you to come over?"

Fang Ze smiled lightly and said, "Xie Yan, since you asked, I might as well talk to you in detail."

He looked at the bamboo forest and said, "I know that your favorite woman is buried here. You come here every year, and you are very affectionate and long-lasting."

"But it's also very hypocritical."

The expression on Xie Yan's face gradually turned cold.

"What are you talking about?" he asked.

Fang Ze was unmoved and continued:

"Buried in the Zhulin Tomb is a woman named Suyunzhu. Many years ago, you met her and fell in love with her."

"You two know each other well. She knows your identity as a demon, but she doesn't care about it... You also get comfort from her that is hard to get."

"If this continues, it will be a good story about a couple who forget about the world."

"It's a pity that all of this was ruined by your own hands."

Xie Yan's expression became even more indifferent.

"What do you know?"

Fang Ze smiled lightly and said, "I don't know much, but they are all facts."

He said: "Back then, if you were content with this relationship, that would be it. The world would lose a master of the magic sect and gain a pair of lovers who play the harp and the harp."

"It's a pity that you can't let it go!"

Fang Ze looked at Xie Yan and said, "Xie Yan, you couldn't let go of your belief in the philosophy of the Demon Sect and were unwilling to live such a dull life, so you did a lot of things."

"I don't know whether you met Su Yunzhu first or Fan Qianhong first, but during that time, you kept walking between the two women... In fact, you knew in your heart that you loved Su Yunzhu more, but Fan Qianhong It will be more helpful to your career.”

"And you have gradually discovered that if you continue to get along with Su Yunzhu, your ambition will be worn away. Sooner or later, you will be completely content with this relationship and give up the great cause of the Demon Sect."

"You were unwilling to give in, and you were so attached to this relationship that you couldn't get out of it... In the end, you did an extreme thing!"

"Xie Yan, you deliberately revealed the existence and location of Su Yunzhu to Fan Qianhong, and stimulated Fan Qianhong's anger." "Fan Qianhong found Huanglong Valley, and out of jealousy, killed the low-level martial artist. Suyun Bamboo."

Xie Yan's face became ugly.

As a master of Shen Yun, he can perfectly control his own emotions and not give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of him.

But at this time, Xie Yan's emotions were a little difficult to control.

Fang Ze spoke faster. "So, you used Fan Qianhong to kill the woman you loved most."

"You use this to escape from the relationship that makes you feel comfortable and happy, but makes you lose your ambition, and thus once again become the master of the Demonic Sect, the Evil Emperor Xie Yan."

"Fan Qianhong realized that she was being used, and also discovered your true thoughts. She developed a deep distrust of your ruthlessness, couldn't get along with you, and finally divorced."

"And you have become the evil emperor again, but you still feel guilty about Su Yunzhu in your heart and cannot extricate yourself."

"You come to Huanglong Valley every year to pay homage, seemingly out of emotion, but actually out of guilt. You know this is a possible weakness, but you can't help but come."

"If you don't come, you won't be able to face your own guilt."

"Am I right?"

Xie Yan's expression was somewhat ugly.

"What do you know?"

He forced himself to suppress his anger.

But the anger was approaching the critical point, and the anger in his tone was almost uncontrollable.

Fang Ze's expression remained calm and indifferent.

He said: "What do I know? Hehe, I know a lot."

"Xie Yan, looking at your life, you are really a failure."

Without waiting for Xie Yan to refute, Fang Ze continued: "You are from a lowly background in the Demon Sect. You have come a long way to become a master of divine energy and have the title of evil emperor. You look very powerful. I recognize your hard work and achievements. .”

"But if you analyze it carefully, your life is full of holes."

"As the Six Divine Yun in the world and a representative of the Demon Sect, you are inferior to Wen Yuanbo in terms of power and resources, let alone Guzan."

"Wen Yuanbo's status as a national master is what you want but will never get."

Xie Yan's face became more and more ugly.

Fang Ze didn't want to let him go.

Fang Ze continued:
"In terms of ambition, you want to restore the Demon Sect and make the Demon Sect concept the orthodox of the world, but Wen Yuanbo can stabilize you for the rest of your life."

"In terms of martial arts, when you came to Beijing 17 years ago, Wen Yuanbo could beat you by half a move."

"Talk about feelings, haha. The woman you loved most was killed by your own hands. Fan Qianhong saw through your cold heart, was disheartened by you, and made peace with you."

"You sacrificed Su Yunzhu, the woman you love most, but got nothing in exchange."

"You have been setting up traps and planning conspiracies all your life, but the people you associate with are all the same losers."

"Xie Yan, you have accomplished nothing in your life, gained nothing, and are full of guilt. The happiness you could have had has been destroyed by your own hands."

A sarcastic smile appeared on Fang Ze's face.

"You are such a..."

"loser."

"Stop talking!" Xie Yan's defense failed to stop him after all.

His eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.

Xie Yan roared angrily, and attacked Fang Ze as if he had shrunk to the ground and shifted position.

A faint smile appeared on Fang Ze's lips.

Master Shen Yun wants to escape, but Fang Ze may not be able to catch up.

He had been deliberately provoking Xie Yan just now, just to make him lose his cool.

Xie Yan was indeed angered.

At this time, Xie Yan's martial arts and state of mind were all flawed.

Fang Ze today.

Not just killing people.

I have to punish my heart.

Murder and kill!
(End of this chapter)