Chapter 54 Cannibal Nest Ghost King vs Heavenly Official

Xie Lian turned his head and looked at the dejected kneeling stone statue not far away, and said, "Qi Rong is right about one thing. I am quite a failure."

Huacheng said in a low voice: "You can believe Qi Rong's kind of waste. He can't do anything except fight to death and run fast. For more than 800 years, he can't even get along with him, and it's hard to beat him. dirty."

Xie Lian twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking to himself, if he can't be beaten to death and run fast, isn't that the case with him? Why hasn't he been mixed up for more than 800 years, and it's only what he is now?

Originally, he was quite relieved to see Lang Qianqiu ascending as the Oriental Martial God and ranking as a heavenly official in the upper heaven. However, from this moment on, I don't know what will happen to Lang Qianqiu in the future? He went to chase Qi Rong, and after chasing it, how would he end up with him when he came back?

Xie Lian stood up and walked slowly to the stone statue. Turning to the front of the stone statue, the face was exactly the same as his, but it was carved into a crying expression, full of tears, crying with twisted facial features, extremely ugly. After staring for a while, Xie Lian sighed, put his hand on its head, and poured down a force.

He moved his hand away again, and two cracks crept up the cheek of the stone statue, and then the crying face shattered. The stone statue collapsed, turned into countless small stones, fell to the ground, and could no longer be put together.

When Xie Lian turned around again, it was the gentle and calm face of the past. He rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I'm afraid there are still a lot of living people hidden in Qirong's lair. I'll look for them and let them out."

Huacheng also stood up and said: "Let's go."

There was a great chaos just now, the green lanterns in Qirong's lair fled around, and those who didn't escape hid in the dark, daring not to come out. The two searched around, grabbed a few unlucky little devils, forced them to lead the way, and found several caves for storing "fresh ingredients". Roughly counted, Qi Rong caught no less than three hundred living people to eat, either villagers nearby or travelers passing by.

The two walked all the way, opening the prison door all the way and letting the trapped people go. With these things in hand, Xie Lian calmed down a little, and now I am free, chatting with Huacheng, thinking about it, and still said: "By the way, Saburo, there is something, I still want to ask you. ."

Huacheng Road: "What?"

Thanks for the pity: "How do you know that it is Qi Rong who is behind the instigation of the Golden Temple?"

Even if he didn't know what Huacheng was going to do with him and Lang Qianqiu to the Green Ghost's lair at first, he now knew it. The purpose of Huacheng is to let Lang Qianqiu hear Qi Rong's own disclosure of the inside story of the Golden Temple.

Xie Lian said: "I am a matter of Fangxin, Qi Rong doesn't know, if he knew, he would have been entangled long ago. Although I found out that the old royal family of Xianle had done a lot of actions secretly, I didn't know the manipulator behind it. It's Qi Rong. Why do you know? How long ago did you know?"

"It's not early." Huacheng held his hands and walked side by side with him, saying, "I have dealt with Qi Rong several times, and I know his details. Qi Rong was a Xianle person before his death, and he hated Yong'an extremely, and was accustomed to using provocateurs. He is behind the manipulation of several assassinations against the royal family and nobles in Yong'an Kingdom, but he has been hiding them very well."

Xie Lian shook his head and said: "It turns out that he has a criminal record. It's good that he hid it well. If he hides it badly, the people in Heaven will know that he has meddled in these human affairs, and he will not be able to spare him for a long time."

Huacheng Road: "Blood-washing the gilded temple is in line with his usual style of behavior, so I always think that the mastermind behind this incident is him, and Fangxin Guoshi is his person. However, Lang Qianqiu identified Fangxin Guoshi in the heavenly court. It's you, then Fangxin and Qi Rong can't be one faction."

Xie Lian's footsteps were slow. It seems that Huacheng is clearly not in the heavens, but he knows exactly what happened on the Shenwu Temple. And, not only that, he is also very clear about the origin of Xie Lian and Qi Rong.

Huacheng said again: "But I still tend to believe that the main messenger of this matter is Qi Rong, at least he must be the first to move. Ordinary Xianle survivors, after Lang Qianqiu's father ascended the throne, the situation has been greatly improved. , I don’t think about revenge and restoring the country as much as before. The only person who may still think about it is the Xianle royal family. At that time, the only descendant of the Xianle royal family was the king of Anle, Ruo Qi Rong. If you want to stir up trouble, it must be him. It just so happens that this person died inexplicably shortly after the gilding banquet, and he has no history of illness, isn't it obvious and strange. "

Xie pity nodded. Huacheng Road: "So he was mostly killed, and the reason for the killing was related to the gilded banquet. It was initially speculated that it was the work of the Yongan royal family, but if it was them, it was unreasonable to see that the remnants of Xianle were implicated and suffered. After thinking about it, I can only extrapolate the conclusions that have emerged."

Xie Lian smiled and sighed: "There are so few clues, but you can push it all the way."

Huacheng Road: "It's not difficult. It's enough to know a few people involved in advance."

Thanks for the pity: "I really understand it. However, in your inference, there is a very important premise that I don't understand very well."

Huacheng Road: "Which one?"

Thanks for the pity: "Why do you believe that the gilded banquet must be the first hand of Qi Rong?"

Huacheng Road: "I don't believe it must be done by him, I just believe it must not be done by you."

Hearing this, Xie Lian restrained his smile.

After a moment of silence, he asked, "Why?"

Huacheng Road: "If you admit that the blood-washing gilded banquet was used for other reasons, then it is possible that you did it, I believe. But the lord of Yong'an is diligent in politics and won the hearts of the people, but Lang Qianqiu said, you were at that time. The reason given to him was 'I can't see them sitting in this position'."

He said: "This is indeed a very standard usurper's declaration. But if it comes from your mouth, it is clumsy self-defeating."

Hearing the word "self-contamination", Xie Lian smiled silently, and said: "Self-contamination? You never thought about it, maybe I really think so in my heart? Maybe I also have some resentment hidden deep in my heart. Woolen cloth?"

Huacheng Road: "What if you want to? You won't do that."

Xie Lian closed his mouth. After a long while, he said, "Sanlang, in fact, I'm not what you think I am."

"You—" He closed his eyes and shook his head, as if he didn't know whether to say it or not. Huacheng Road: "You say, it doesn't matter."

After hesitating for a while, Xie Lian still said: "I think it's better not to have too much hope for anyone in this world."

Huacheng "Oh" and said: "What do you mean by 'holding too much hope'?"

Thanks for the pity: "Don't imagine someone too beautiful. If you don't meet each other all your life, and you look at an illusory shadow from a distance, that's all. But if you get to know each other, gradually get to know each other, and one day, you will eventually find this person and What I imagined is different, or even the exact opposite. At that time, I will be very disappointed.”

Huacheng said: "Not necessarily. I don't care if others are disappointed or not. But for some people, someone's existence in this world is a hope in itself."

Although his words did not indicate who "some people" were or who "someone" was, and his tone was flat, as if it was just a casual refutation, Xie Lian's heart suddenly floated and floated.

He stopped, speechless for a while. After a while, he suddenly said, "Sanlang, who are you?"

Huacheng also stopped and looked back at him.

Xie Lian looked at him and said seriously: "You know who Qi Rong is, and know his details. You know who I am, and you can draw a picture of the prince's joy. You know me well. You know a lot. Maybe more."

Huacheng raised his eyebrows and said: "Didn't I always know a lot?"

Xie Lian shook his head and said, "It's different."

With his left hand supporting his right elbow, his right hand rubbing his lower jaw, he was slightly absent-minded, and said, "I always have a feeling that you are an old friend of mine. I should have known me from a long time ago, maybe it was my first time. When flying, no, maybe earlier. But...I really don't remember when I saw a character like you before."

People like Huacheng will never forget once they have seen them once. Xie pity has never broken his head and lost his memory. If he has seen it, there is no reason why he will not remember it.

Xie pity stared at him, slightly confused: "Who are you? Have I seen you?"

Huacheng didn't answer, just smiled. Xie Lian reacted immediately, this question is really inappropriate.

The real name of a ghost is generally a secret. Unless it is a patient like Qi Rong who cannot speculate with common sense, how can it be told to others casually?

He hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, don't care, I just asked casually. You don't need to answer me, it doesn't matter who you are."

At this time, Huacheng's eyes narrowed slightly. Xie pity noticed something and looked back. I just heard a commotion coming from a cave not far behind them, and a clear female voice said: "I just said, becoming a female appearance not only has stronger mana, but even better luck! You still refuse, How do you see it? It's the right vote this time!!!"

It was Shi Qingxuan's voice. Xie Lian blurted out: "Master Feng Shi!"

Sure enough, a white-clothed female crown ran out of the cave. When she saw her pity, her eyes lit up and said, "I found it, His Royal Highness is here!"

However, she immediately saw Huacheng behind Xie Lian, her face changed immediately, she jumped back, and put the fan of the fan in front of her. Xie Lian hadn't had time to speak. At this time, a man's voice came from the cave, saying: "Have you found it? How is it?"

A footstep approached, and a figure flashed out, which was actually a wind letter. He held a black longbow in his left hand, and when he saw Huacheng, he immediately pulled the silver-white bowstring and entered a warning posture. Huacheng sneered and did not make any comments. Xie Lian hurriedly said: "If you have something to say, collect your weapons first."

The four met in the green ghost's lair, facing each other. Fengxin pulled the bowstring full, and a ray of spiritual light condensed into a feather-like arrow in his right hand, aiming at Huacheng. He spoke first and said solemnly, "His Royal Highness, come here first."

Fengxin, a bow gifted by Junwu, is called Fengshen Bow, which is a very headache-inducing magic weapon. Xie pity was afraid that he would really shoot arrows and dodge in front of Huacheng. Who knows, Huacheng pulled him behind him, and Xie pity was pulled back again.

This pull, both of the comers were shocked. Shi Qingxuan immediately raised his hand and said: "Huacheng! Blood rains and flowers! You, you, don't mess around. Your Bliss Square was accidentally burned. If you have any dissatisfaction, discuss and discuss, we can go to heaven to compensate you. .The emperor is not too bad to pay for it. Let His Royal Highness go, everything is easy to say."

The author has something to say: casually flipped through the comment area, and the troops were in chaos.

The purpose of the scenarios set in this article is to force the characters to make choices in some extreme situations. What is an extreme situation, that is, no matter how you choose, someone will die. It depends on who you think is better to die, and how many people are better. There are no shortcuts to make things happen, unless he stands by and ignores it completely, in which case the person will still die, the difference is that he does not die in his hands. Under this premise, everyone has different experiences and ideas, and there will be disagreements about who should die and who shouldn't. This is a normal thing. So, no matter how you choose, some people will disagree, after all, who is born to die?

Of course, the choice is the character's individual, not the author's. The author's attitude towards all the character's behavior is neither support nor disapproval nor praise, nor does he want to persuade anyone to approve the character's behavior, I just wrote. Besides, neither the reader nor the author will encounter this extreme situation, so just take a look at it, and don't substitute real-life examples that are different and sensitive in nature. After watching the text, after a meal, you should discuss a few words with each other and learn from each other. Be gentle and casual. Don't be too honest.

Then go ahead. From the very beginning, I confessed that it was very painful for me to write this article, otherwise I would not have been stuck for so long and scrapped a lot of manuscripts. Since it is still on the way to explore, then anything is possible, and it is not surprising that a dog will eat shit if you touch the wrong way. Not a joke, really. To be honest, even in the middle of the serialization, I still write very difficult and painful, and I am writing and editing while I am scraping. The author's ability is limited. Even if he falls into a dog and eats shit, he wants to make himself look a little better and win his respect.

Therefore, I only suggested in Chapter 1: I do not recommend that you have any psychological expectations. Calls such as "There must be a wonderful and shocking reversal in the later period!" "I believe the author will not let me down!" "Keep expectations and keep expectations!" Although I am very embarrassed and grateful for everyone's trust, they still have to be serious. Said: This is not guaranteed.

If an impression has been preset before reading the article, but the article does not conform to this impression, this is a very uncomfortable thing for both parties. After all, this article is not The Scum Villain 2 or the Master of Magic Dao 2. The writing impulse, state, rhythm, direction of chaos, and things you want to express are different in several articles. The author only has two articles, and the sample is so small. Who knows what she will write in the third book? I can only say: the main CP must love it deeply, and must be HE. As for other things, such as whether the three views of the characters agree with each other, whether you like the story or not, and how the level is, I have never dared to tell. How can there be an author who has an appetite for everything?

But nonetheless, I still want to try it for all kinds of people and things. If you are worried that the plot will be unhappy, or the reading experience is not good, and you fully understand it, you can only suggest raising it, or simply put it on hold. If you think about it one day after the end, then think about whether to watch it or not. Even if there is no fate in this book, maybe I will write a poisonous male protagonist who kills decisively one day (no) and can have another appointment? In short, thank everyone for their support.

In fact, for me personally, writing essays feels a bit like shooting. The target is in front of you, you can see it clearly, and the aiming is OK. However, such subtle things as angles and movements are difficult to grasp, and it is impossible to hit ten rings with the trigger. Outsiders shouted: "You're wrong! I see you're crooked! You have to go up a little bit! A little bit down! Oops, you got it wrong!" Although these voices were all eager to see the shooter hit the target , However, it is useless, you still have to do it yourself, and you can only control it by yourself. It's me who holds the gun. It may be very bad, very bad, very bad, only 50 points, but if you are influenced by other people's voices, I am afraid that you will not even get 40 points. How to write or how to write, so you don't have to worry about being affected and changing the outline or something.

However, I still hope that everyone will avoid tit-for-tat when discussing. I have always disliked quarrels in the comment area. Different opinions can be exchanged peacefully. Excessive comments can be ignored and reported. As soon as Jinjiang draws a comment, I can't see it, and I only occasionally read the comment area, it is impossible to squat every day to protect peace. It is better to ignore each other than to fight each other, not to be anxious or impatient, to have reason and evidence, and to express their own opinions. Don't go up, don't explode. Come, come, go. Come and go freely and have a good time.