Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 137 Zhang Suohao is so confident

"Aren't you curious why I came to Beiliang?"

Zhang Suohao, who was nailed to the wall, weakly raised his head, with a playful look in his eyes.

"Ah."

Sitting on the wood-carved lounge chair, the old scholar didn't have any curiosity at all. He just poured the wine from the teacup into the pot. The magic talisman suddenly appeared, and the water washed away the teacup and took away the smell of the wine inside.

"None of my business."

Leaning back, the old scholar put his hands behind his head extremely relaxedly, swaying with a leisurely expression:

"I'm just too pedantic, and all your nasty things have nothing to do with me. If that guy Zhou Li hadn't asked me to look after you because he was afraid that you would be killed, why would I still be talking nonsense to you?"

The old scholar had no intention of paying attention to Zhang Suohao. In other words, he, like Zhou Li, liked nothing more than to watch others look confused while he laughed and said nothing, making the other person anxious and then feeling happy.

But Zhang Suohao was different. He didn't seem to care about the old scholar's response. He just looked at the old man under the moon blankly, confusion and thinking constantly intertwined in his eyes, as if he was trying hard to remember something.

The old scholar didn't say anything, just closed his eyes. The slightly moist evening breeze was very comfortable, as if he didn't want people to think too much and was gentle.

"Why are you in Beiliang?"

Unable to suppress the doubts in his heart, Zhang Suohao braced himself and said:

"The arrow you just shot, even the border general couldn't do it. You are not weak. A scholarly official position is not worth your efforts. A man was born in heaven and earth, how can he live in depression for a long time? Old gentleman, please let me go. , I will give you the position of Fourth-Rank Bian General."

"We have soldiers and real power. Don't you want to contribute to the Ming Dynasty? I can ask my brother-in-law to give you three thousand battalions of soldiers, and the Shenji Battalion is also available. I can give you whatever you want."

"Money, power, and soldiers, don't you warriors just want these things? I have everything. I will give you whatever you want."

Zhang Suohao began to become hysterical. His eyes were red, his voice was rough, and he kept shouting in a low voice:

"Why are you hindering me? Why?! You foolless warriors have no idea what I'm going to do! Jianwen's orphan is in Beiliang! Do you know that once the King of Han gets Jianwen's orphan, Ming Dynasty will fall into war again! "

The old scholar remained motionless, as steady as a mountain.Even if the four absolutely forbidden words "Jianwen orphan" appeared in his ears, he didn't take it to heart at all.

"Crazy, all crazy."

Lowering his head feebly, Zhang Suohao lowered his arms in despair and said no more words.

"You're stalling for time."

Suddenly, the old scholar stood up. He looked at Zhang Suohao, who had his head lowered and said nothing. He seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes were full of energy.He quickly walked up to Zhang Suohao and pinched his head.

Then, there was a face that was filled with madness and viciousness.

"You recognized me."

The old scholar stared hard at Zhang Suohao's eyes, his eyes were like torches, and said sharply: "The thirteen cities of the North Ring have long been in the possession of the King of Han. Do you dare to mention Jianwen's orphan under his nose?!"

"Hehe, hehehe..."

Zhang Suohao grinned, and a heartfelt smile appeared on his bruised face.He looked at the old scholar in front of him and laughed hysterically. "Hahahahahaha!"

The old scholar didn't give Zhang Suohao a chance to continue pretending, and punched him directly in the lower abdomen. Suddenly, the severe pain made Zhang Suohao curl up, but the arrow nailed to his shoulder blade tore him apart. of wounds.

"If you don't take action...I won't recognize you at all..."

Lifting his head feebly, Zhang Suohao smiled tremblingly:

"The courage shocked Hebei, and he was famous in Shuzhong. I didn't expect that the first-class general who held a bow and fell into the blazing sun like Hou Yi was reincarnated would actually survive in such a deserted border city."

"Say, what on earth are you going to do?!"

At this time, the old scholar was like an evil ghost killed in a sea of ​​blood. The blood and murderous intent around him seemed to have almost solidified, making people suffocating.But for some reason, this time, Zhang Suohao was no longer afraid.

Smiling sarcastically, Zhang Suohao weakly raised his head, looked at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, and murmured softly like he was dreaming:

"It's like a dream, it's like a dream. During the 30 years in the imperial court, many people wanted to kill me, but I sat firmly on the Diaoyutai. I didn't expect that I would fall into the hands of an unknown person. What I didn't expect was that I lost It’s not unjust, this Beiliang is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon.”

Lowering his head, looking at the old scholar, and forcing the corners of his mouth, Zhang Suohao seemed to want to smile, but couldn't.He looked at the old scholar and said softly: "If you want to calculate it, what day is today?"

day?

August [-]···
Chinese New Year!
Suddenly, the old scholar's eyes were filled with coldness. He pinched Zhang Suohao's throat tightly, and every word was filled with chills: "What are you planning?!"

"Lu Youzhong, are you familiar with this name?"

Pulling the corner of his mouth, Zhang Suohao looked at the old scholar and said in a voice like a broken bellows: "In the 21st year of Yongle, he came to me and offered 10 taels of silver in exchange for an official position. I gave him the county of Beiliang. make."

"Lü Youzhong didn't expect that Beiliang was so barbaric and poor that he couldn't earn back the 1 taels of silver. Even if he privately loaned out beheadings and robbed people's houses, and worked hard for seven years, he still couldn't get back the 10 taels. Instead, he got the [-] taels back. It’s quite a ride.”

As if mocking Lu Youzhong, Zhang Suohao said with a sad smile:

"Finally, this old guy couldn't stand it anymore. He was greedy for the evil soul jade in the capital, and he was worried that I would not share it with him. Therefore, Lu Youzhong colluded with the prime minister's son to secretly extract the souls of the people of Beiliang. Make a [Beauty Creature] that is priceless and can even make people attain enlightenment and become immortals.”

With a sneer, Zhang Suohao seemed to be feeling emotion or mocking, and said slowly:
"Should we say it or not, Lu Youzhong is very courageous. In order to create a beauty trap, he secretly ordered private soldiers to dig out an underground camp alive in the south of Beiliang City."

"Externally, he said this was for military training. Internally, he sacrificed the captured virgins alive in this underground camp, suppressed their souls with the city of Beiliang, and waited for an opportunity to plunder the vitality of the entire Beiliang. In just one year, Lu Youzhong's plan will be successful. He will gain millions of wealth, and the prime minister's son will also achieve immortality. Unfortunately, you still noticed it."

Raising his eyes, Zhang Suohao looked strange and said with a strange smile:

"I guess Lu Youzhong didn't expect that a dilapidated and deserted city in the north would have a general who liked to pretend to be academic. No wonder this Lu Youzhong ended up with his whole family executed, and the prime minister's son also died unexpectedly, but..."

"As for you, you don't know much about the Evil Formation. Otherwise, you would have completely blocked the south of Beiliang City, or even destroyed it, instead of leaving it there to leave me with a back-up."

Zhang Suohao's mouth was wide open, and his face was covered in bruises and bruises, making him look like a clown.He stared at the old scholar with his head lowered in front of him, his expression unclear, and laughed crazily:
"Dead Man's Knife, Dead Man's Knife! If the heart and soul were taken away during the Hungry Ghost Festival, and the soul of the Dead Man's Knife was eaten by the beauties who had suppressed it for several years, do you think the sky would be filled with blood in Beiliang? What a wonderful scenery!"

"Your self-righteous student will be torn into pieces!"

(End of this chapter)