Chitose words

Chapter 463 The Power of the Scimitar
Zhuonan was not afraid to flinch under the glare of the Hanyong man from the north.

He calmly looked directly into the other person's eyes, and continued to add without being humble or arrogant:
"In addition, the mountain temple is a pure and holy place for worshiping gods and Buddhas. If you kill animals in the temple, you are actually blaspheming the gods and Buddhas and should be punished as a serious crime."

The crime of "three killings" is the three capital punishments in the law of King Hanyong of the Northern Dynasty for slaves who committed heinous crimes.

Usually, only those who committed the three crimes of patricide, theft, and defection would be sentenced to such a capital punishment.

In the Northern Dynasty, Hanyong believed in Buddhism and mountain gods. Killing animals in Buddhist halls and temples was tantamount to contempt for divine and imperial power. Even the nobles of Hanyong in the Northern Dynasty would never dare to commit such serious killings in temples.

But the Hanyong noble of the Northern Dynasty in front of him seemed to have a very cruel and unkind character.

He actually wanted to kill a slave because he didn't take good care of him. He actually did it while sleeping in the mountain temple.

Slaves are equal to the owner's private property. If he kills his slave outside the mountain temple, Zhuonan can't bear to accuse him too much and intervene.

But the Hanyong noble chose the mountain temple and couldn't wait to take action. He even planned to impose the death penalty of "three kills" on his slaves. This was too cruel and cruel.

The Hanyong noble of the Northern Dynasty was frightened by Zhuonan's words for a moment, and the next moment he realized it. He clearly had a large number of people on his side, so why should he be afraid of this lone commoner?
At worst, they would kill this humble commoner together, then drag him out of the mountain temple and bury him in a meadow not far away. Who would be able to prove that he had committed murder in the mountain temple?

Thinking of this, a cruel coldness flashed in the eyes of the noble man.

He immediately snorted coldly, with a sinister and malicious look on his face:

"So what if I kill this slave in this mountain temple? What's the big deal if I kill everyone who saw this? What can you, a pariah, do to me?"

Zhuonan said calmly: "Really? So you won't look back until you hit the wall?"

The Hanyong noble from the Northern Dynasty sneered and said coldly in a slow voice:
"You are worthy enough to raise a wall with me. Why do you need to worry about whether grandpa will turn around or not?

Now your grandpa is not happy. Not only do I want to cut this lowly slave into pieces, but I also want to kill you too. It’s not a big deal!
I hope you will be a smart person next time you are reincarnated, kid! "

Although Zhuonan's clothes were clean, they were a bit shabby.

It was precisely because he didn't look like a tribal noble in his dress that the Hanyong noble of the Northern Dynasty dared to kill him as well.

Zhuo Nan smiled faintly.

"'Kill everyone who saw this one by one.' Your Excellency has a huge appetite, and I don't know if Doudou can bear such a big tone."

The Hanyong noble of the Northern Dynasty originally had eight retinues and six slaves with him.

The eight followers must be the guards sent by their tribal families to protect the noble man. Among the six slaves, four are male slaves and two are female slaves.

As for the person he just named to kill, it was one of the four male slaves.

The male slave's clothes were in tatters, covered with whip marks, and he didn't even have a pair of decent shoes on his feet.

It is better to say that he is a slave than a punching bag for the noble's abuse.

Jiuwei Mountain is located in a remote area, and there is no one nearby except for the Kedalu tribe, which is two hundred miles to the south.

The mountain temple in Jiuwei Mountain was also deserted. At this moment, apart from the aristocratic Han master and his servants, Zhuo Nan was the only one in the temple lobby.

Xie Zhao couldn't help but be speechless: This Master Zhuo Nan's martial arts may seem average, but his courage is indeed impressive.

With one enemy against many, he still dares to stab him, what a man he is!
No wonder it was dark and windy last night, and walking alone in the mountains, this idiot dared to ask where he came from.

It turned out that it was not directed at one person, but that he was so brave when facing everyone.

However, before Xie Zhao could finish watching the excitement and lamenting the "heroism" of Master Zhuonan, the horse she was holding snorted loudly at an inappropriate time, successfully attracting everyone in the temple. sight.

Under the gaze of everyone, Xie Zhao grinned.

"Everyone, please be polite. I'm just passing by. Go on, go on. Don't pay attention to me."

Zhuonan seemed to have noticed her a long time ago, and he gave her a very friendly nod.

"Girl, we meet again."

The smile on Xie Zhao's face froze slightly.

unfortunately.

Actually.
There is no need to say hello to her at this time
Sure enough, the next moment——

"Do you know?"

The Hanyong nobleman from the Northern Dynasty frowned and looked at the two of them.

His gaze first focused on Xie Zhao's facial features like a rotten bone, with a flash of salivation in his eyes, and his eyes wandered up and down on Xie Zhao's tall, slender figure.

Zhuonan frowned slightly when he saw this, and calmly took half a step forward, slightly blocking the big man's overly presumptuous look.

The Hanyong noble man sneered when he saw this, with a hint of cruelty flashing in his eyes.

Originally, she had just said that she wanted to kill him as well, just to scare the kid in front of her casually, but now her 30% murderous intent has become 12%.

He made up his mind that the disobedient slave would naturally be killed, but this nosy man must also die!

The two untouchables who are inferior to pigs and dogs will be slaughtered, leaving behind this graceful beauty.
A malicious and cruel smile flashed in the man's eyes, but the next moment, his eyes inadvertently fell on the horse held by Xie Zhao.

When he saw the scimitar hanging on the horse's back, the man's pupils suddenly twitched and his brows immediately furrowed deeply. Then, he secretly glanced at the face of the woman holding the horse with some scrutiny and avoidance.

The next moment, the man was silent for a moment, then suddenly got angry, kicked the slave on the ground hard, and cursed:
"I'll spare your life for now. When I return to the tribe, I will make you look good again!"

He actually planned to let it go.

Xie Zhao paused slightly when he saw this.

Her eyes immediately fell on the spot where the man had focused his attention, and suddenly she seemed to understand the real reason for his arrogant behavior.

So, she silently used the venison bag on her horse to cover the scimitar that accidentally leaked out in half.

This scimitar was hung on the horse. It was the one that Xie Zhao took along with him when he rode the horse.

Although the scabbard was simple and simple, it was obvious that this noble man from Hanyong in the Northern Dynasty recognized this scimitar as belonging to the Wolf Cavalry of the Registration Department.

Although the Zhiji tribe was not one of the three top tribes and the six emerging tribes in the Northern Dynasties, it was still a well-known presence among the thirty-six tribes of Hanyong.

They have the same ancestor as the Yuwen tribe, the head of Hanyong's thirty-six tribes, and the Wolf Cavalry of the Zhiji tribe is even more famous in the Arruo grassland.

And this scimitar with the Wolf Cavalry logo printed on the handle was the fundamental reason why the domineering and cruel Northern Dynasty noble man just retreated and gave in.

Xie Zhao sighed. It seemed that the knife would have to be wrapped in cloth to avoid unnecessary trouble for himself.

That noble man from Hanyong in the Northern Dynasty was probably intimidated by Xie Zhao's "identity", so he did not dare to kill anyone in the temple for the time being.

But he didn't want to lose face, so he ordered his subordinates to tie up the male slave outside the mountain temple.

The noble man looked at Zhuo Nan provocatively and laughed:

“I respect His Majesty’s royal orders, and now I am showing my noble hand, so I will not take the life of this lowly slave for the time being.

But if he couldn't bear it and froze to death outside the mountain temple in the middle of the night, he wouldn't be able to blame me. It's because he has a low life and cannot bear the grace of His Majesty and this Young Master. "

Zhuonan frowned slightly.

Although the slave was not executed immediately, if he was tied up and forced to kneel outside in such weather, his death would only come sooner or later.

Moreover, if a person is tied outside the temple, even if he really dies, it does not count as killing in the temple.

Anger flashed in Zhuonan's eyes.

This man was so cruel that he made up his mind to execute his slave in front of them, but they could only watch helplessly.

There was no emotion or anger on Xie Zhao's face.

She slowly led the horse towards the mountain temple and led the horse to the horse pen that was sheltered from the wind.

Then he took off the frozen raw venison placed on the horse, and immediately walked towards Zhuonan on the other side of the temple with a smile.

"Brother, as the saying goes, 'A hundred years of cultivation takes the same boat.' We have met each other two days in a row, which shows that we have a lot of fate."

Zhuonan frowned and glanced at her.

He wanted to drive her away and ask her not to stay in the mountain temple tonight.

After all, the way the Hanyong noble looked at her just now was really disgusting.

But thinking that the pasture with a radius of hundreds of miles was deserted and that it was cold and windy at night, Xie Zhao would have nowhere to go, so Zhuo Nan swallowed his words and remained silent.

Xie Zhao put down his small luggage and water bag as if there was no one around, as if he didn't feel the undercurrent around him at all.

She asked in a low voice: "Brother, killing is not allowed in the mountain temple, but can you grill meat?"

Zhuonan glanced at her, hesitating to speak, and slowly uttered two words:
".cannot."

Xie Zhao sighed and straightened up again as if resigned to his fate, ready to pick up the meat and go out to roast it.

Then I heard the Hanyong aristocrat from the Northern Dynasty over there, deliberately saying loudly:
"Come here! Turn up the fire and roast the goats and naan you brought! I'm starving to death!"

His followers immediately responded loudly and began to prepare the roasted sheep.

He did it on purpose.

It stands to reason that you can light a fire to keep warm in the mountain temple, but you cannot grill meat.

Of course, the crime of roasting meat is not punishable by death, but if it is seen by the chief priest in the tribe, a large amount of gold and silver will be fined to offset the crime.

But the Hanyong noble of the Northern Dynasty deliberately opposed Zhuonan at this time. Because the mountain temple was located in the wilderness, the priests of the nearby tribes could not control him for a while.

Xie Zhao paused and glanced at Zhuo Nan, who was motionless beside him, with his peripheral vision.

Seeing that he was silent and didn't say anything, he tentatively asked:
"Then I will too"

Is it okay to bake in the temple?
Zhuo Nan's cold yet warm eyes turned to her. Xie Zhao originally thought that Zhuo Nan would coldly utter the word "get out", but unexpectedly he said lightly:
"No, as long as you have great compassion in your heart, even if you barbecue in this temple, the gods and Buddhas will not blame you."

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