My second senior brother is very afraid of death

Chapter 106 Prince Zaara's Resentment
"This is the emperor's throne. Emperor Shenmu has disappeared now. If she comes back, she will still be our emperor in Cangying. If Emperor Shenmu is unfortunately buried, then according to the results of the previous court meeting and the results of discussions between the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, where is it?" This king’s son will take over as the next emperor, since this king’s son is the next emperor, and he is incapable of handling government affairs, then this king should be the regent, do you have any objections to this point?”

Prince Sanxiao looked around at the ministers of civil and military affairs, and all the ministers whispered to each other. After discussing for a while, they responded: "I have no objection!"

"You are smart, talk about the prince, hum!"

Prince Sanfu has no choice. Who will make the son of Prince Sanxiao the next emperor? Of course, the premise is that Emperor Shenmu, who disappeared, died and has no descendants.

"This king decrees in the name of the regent that Mo Jinyan, a native of Lingqi mainland, is not guilty. All the guards injured by Mo Jinyan will be sent to the medical department for medical treatment. This month's salary will be increased by five times for comfort. Boyayuan and Abe Qingming and Babaichuni are also innocent and released immediately, do you have any objections?"

Prince Sanxiao looked at everyone proudly, Mo Jinyan and Boyayuan were overjoyed, but Abe Seimei looked indifferent.

"Ben Wang refuses to accept it!"

Prince Sanfu immediately objected.

"I'm not convinced either!"

Taoist Yinyangliao followed suit.

The rest of the ministers looked at me, I looked at you, and looked at Boyayuan and Abe Seimei. After discussing for a while, they replied to Prince Sanxiao: "I have no objection."

"what?"

Prince Sanfu was immediately dumbfounded. He never expected that there would be no one objecting except himself and Daoist Yinyangliao, and the whole person was instantly stunned.

"Hmph! Want to kill me, Mo Jinyan? What kind of onion are you?"

Seeing that everyone supported him, Mo Jinyan spoke wildly again.

Abe Seimei whispered in Mo Jinyan's ear: "Brother Mo, stop mocking. The reason why the ministers have no objections is, first, because the kindhearted Prince Sanxiao stands up for you, and second, they don't want to involve Boya Yuan. In this matter, Boya Yuan has a very high status in the hearts of the ministers in the DPRK, and he highly respects his character. The so-called love for the house and the bird, the third reason is because of me. Cangying country is a place where humans and ghosts coexist. If I die, Ping'an Jing will probably die. It’s time to go back to the era of the Kingdom of Hundred Ghosts at night, so don’t scold them. You already offended the public by calling them Cangying dwarves, so please be quiet.”

"Ok."

Mo Jinyan quickly shut up.

"Do the ministers have anything else to do?"

Prince Sanxiao looked at everyone.

"nothing."

The ministers agreed.

"The minister has something to say."

Daoist Yinyangliao wanted to boo again under the hint of Prince Sanfu.

"Oh, let's talk about it next time at the court meeting. If the son still needs to drink milk, he is not worthy of you. The meeting is adjourned!"

Prince Sanxiao gave an order, and the ministers gradually dispersed.

"Thank you, Prince Sanxiao."

Prince Sanxiao walked up to Mo Jinyan, Abe Seimei, Boyayuan, and Babai Kuni in his arms, and Mo Jinyan hurriedly expressed his thanks.

"Don't thank me, I'm helping you as well as myself. I suspect more and more that the person who cast a poisonous spell on the son is the Prince of Sanfu. Today, seeing the face of the Prince of Sanfu, I am even more convinced of my judgment. If you die, It is estimated that the Crown Prince will not live to become the emperor, so okay, let’s go quickly.”

"Yes Yes Yes."

Before Prince Sanxiao carried his eldest son and led Mo Jinyan, Abe Seimei, Boyayuan, and Babai Kuni out of the Cangying Palace, Prince Sanfu and Taoist Yinyangliao cast vicious and vicious eyes from behind.

"This king must kill all of them!"

Prince Sanfu gritted his teeth and scolded.

"Now you can!"

Yin Yang Liao Dao Zun said with a smile.

"What do you mean?"

Prince Sanfu was shocked, Taoist Yinyangliao smiled and said nothing, and turned his head to look at the guards who were carrying the guards who were injured by Mo Jinyan.

"Drink! Kill Abe Seimei!"

Daoist Yinyangliao faced one of the guards who was carrying the injured guard. The guard was taken aback for a moment, then slowly stood up, his eyes were empty, and he quickly turned to Mo Jinyan, Abe Seimei, Boya Yuan, who were about to leave the palace. The Prince Sanxiao and the Eight Hundred Bhikkhunis who held the son were killed.

"Bhikkhuni eight hundred, you suddenly became an old man last night, why did you regain your girlish appearance in one night? It's so strange."

Mo Jinyan had time to spare, so he chatted with Babaichuni.

"go to hell!"

The guard controlled by Taoist Yinyangliao rushed to Abe Seimei, who was still bound by his body, and chopped off his head.

"not good!"

Mo Jinyan and Boyayuan were too late to react, no one thought that the guard would suddenly kill them.

"Qingming, I'll protect you!"

The person who protects Abe Seimei is Mo Jinyan. Mo Jinyan possesses a demonic body to protect himself, so he is not afraid of it. But others don't know it. Eight hundred nuns who have a good relationship with Abe Seimei push Mo Jinyan away. Blocked in front of Abe Seimei.

"what!"

Eight hundred bhikkhuni screamed and was hacked to death by the guard on the spot.

Abe Seimei looked down and saw that eight hundred nuns died tragically in an instant. Surprisingly, there was no expression of discomfort or pain on his face. Instead, he smiled slightly: "Thank you for your hard work."

"Qingming, are you crazy? Eight hundred bhikkhunis died for you!"

Mo Jinyan was immediately furious.

"It's okay, I'll give an explanation to Eight Hundred Bhikkuni and you, and take her body away."

Abe Seimei replied with a smile, which angered Mo Jinyan even more.

"I want to avenge her!"

Angrily, Mo Jinyan turned back to start Xianxiu, and directly punched the guard controlled by Taoist Yinyangliao into bloody shards with a big sage fist, scaring Prince Sanxiao and Prince Sanfu almost fainted.

"So strong!"

Daoist Yinyangliao couldn't help but praised, but he didn't dare to use this method anymore. After all, Mo Jinyan, Abe Seimei and the others had already prepared themselves. If they could kill a friend of Abe Seimei, Mo Jinyan, and Boyayuan, they could also kill them. Let them feel uncomfortable for a while, and then give up.

"Sin, sin, Brother Mo, what's wrong with you today? Why are you so impulsive? You're not like this usually."

Abe Seimei couldn't bear to see the pool of blood, instead he glared at Yinyangliao Taoist who was smiling at him.

"Eight hundred nuns cannot die in vain. Although I, Mo Jinyan, am afraid of death, I will kill anyone who kills my friend! God is fair! This is me, Mo Jinyan!"

Mo Jinyan's words moved Abe Seimei and Boyayuan a lot, but Abe Seimei still felt guilty.

"Forget it, everyone is dead, please brother Mo, take the body of the eight hundred bhikkhuni out of the palace, I have a use for it."

Abe Seimei glanced at the body of the eight hundred bhikkhuni again, but there was still no sadness in his eyes.

"it is good."

"I say, everyone, hurry up, this place is too evil."

Prince Sanxiao didn't know what was going to happen, so he took his son, Mo Jinyan, Boyayuan, and Abe Qingming and left quickly.

A group of people walked out of the palace anxiously, but Mo Jinyan saw a few familiar people at the gate of the palace.

"Why are you guys here?"

Mo Jinyan looked at the fully armed Rurouni Kenshin, Kurosawa Nosuke, Kojima Jubei, and Akagi Ichiban.

"I heard that you were arrested by Prince Sanfu and wanted to rescue you. Isn't this waiting for the result here? If you can't come out, I will take them to rescue you!"

Rurouni Kenshin said softly.

"Thank you, thank you, I'm fine."

Mo Jinyan was really moved. He really didn't expect that the rewards for helping people would be so great. There were people who cared about him everywhere. Looking at everyone around him, he was so moved that he almost cried.

"Bo Yayuan, are you going back? Or go back together with the king as a sedan chair?"

Prince Sanxiao sat on the sedan chair and held the crown prince in his arms, asking Boya Yuan.

"No, my friend is dead, and I want to honor her."

Boyayuan said sadly.

"Forget it, you all be careful, the king bids farewell to Xiang."

"Farewell."

Prince Sanxiao left in a sedan chair.

"Brother Mo, since you are fine, I will take them away. By the way, I will take Kamiya Kaoru and the apprentices from the dojo to the countryside to pay homage to Kamiya Kaoru's father recently, so if you want to find me, just pass by." Let’s talk in a few days.”

Rurouni Kenshin confessed.

"Okay, be careful all the way."

Mo Jinyan waved goodbye to Rurouni Kenshin, Kurosawa Nosuke and others.

"Everyone is fine now. Brother Mo, Boyayuan, you two will accompany me to carry the body of the eight hundred bhikshunis to the place where we saw her, which is the tomb on the outskirts of Ping'an Jing."

"Ok."

Mo Jinyan and Boyayuan lowered their heads in disappointment. Abe Qingming chanted a spell, and his body untied automatically, and he, Mo Jinyan and Boyayuan carried the body of the [-]-year-old bhikkhuni to the panic grave in the suburbs.

On the outskirts of Ping'anjing, at the graveyard, the wind is cold and the sun is scorching everywhere. Mo Jinyan and Boyayuan feel like they are in the cold winter. The coldness in their hearts is beyond words, especially when they see the body of the eight hundred monks.

"Eight hundred bhikkhuni, let's go. After seeing Weiyang, the sage of the underworld, in the underworld, he asked me to give him a word. Just say to me that I will give you a good pregnancy in the next life."

When Mo Jinyan felt sorry for the death of the [-]th nun, the words of condolences that he said made the timid Boyayuan shudder, but Abe Seimei was at ease, looking up at the sky all the time.

"Eight Hundred Bhikshunis, go well! I will remember you..."

Mo Jinyan and Boyayuan grieved over the body of Babaichuni for a while, but Abe Seimei was still leisurely, which made Mo Jinyan very angry.

"Brother Qingming, Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni died for you. Why are you so cold-blooded and ruthless? At this moment, we should send her off for the last time, but what about you? You still have the mood to look at the scenery?"

Mo Jinyan questioned Abe Seimei, and Boyayuan glared at Abe Seimei.

Seeing Mo Jinyan and Boyayuan sad and angry, Abe Seimei didn't know why he was amused by the two of them.

"Hahahaha! You two..."

Mo Jinyan and Boya Yuan kept holding on, but when they saw Abe Seimei, they could still laugh out loud, and suddenly they said, "Abe Seimei, I have seen through you. This is your true face, Boya Yuan, let's go!"

"it is good!"

Mo Jinyan and Boyayuan left angrily arm in arm, but Abe Seimei didn't stay.

"Don't argue any more."

The corpse of Bhikkhuni Babai made a sound, but Mo Jinyan and Boyayuan knew that she was dead, so naturally it wasn't Bhikkhuni Babai who spoke, so they searched around, but found no one.

"Who? Who's talking?"

Mo Jinyan and Boyayuan clearly didn't see anyone, but they heard a voice, and it was the voice of the eight hundred bhikkhuni, but the eight hundred bhikkhuni was already dead. Mo Jinyan and Boyayuan thought about it carefully, and the back of the sweat broke out. They looked at each other in horror: "Could it be that the ghost of Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni is here?"

"Hahahaha!"

Abe Seimei looked at these two live treasures, it was really funny, and smiled at the corpse of the eight hundred monks: "Okay, don't tease them two."

After Abe Qingming finished speaking, Mo Jinyan and Boyayuan saw clearly that the eight hundred bhikkhunis had come back to life, full of vitality, no different from a living person.

"what's the situation!"

Mo Jinyan and Boyayuan were so frightened that they hugged each other and screamed.

"Mo Jinyan, Boyayuan, you two, don't be afraid, I am not a ghost, nor a fake corpse, in fact, I am immortal."

Eight hundred bhikkhunis stood up with a smile.

"What? Are you immortal?"

Mo Jinyan and Boyayuan were even more puzzled.

"That's right, Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni is immortal. Currently, no one can kill her. Even if she is killed, it will only be temporary. She will be resurrected infinitely."

Abe Seimei explained with a smile.

"how can that be?"

Boyayuan frantically shook his head to express his disbelief.

"Brother Qingming, don't talk nonsense. I am a frequent visitor to the underworld. You lied to me. Could it be that you cast some illusion on me and Boyayuan?"

Mo Jinyan naturally didn't believe it, shaking his head like a rattle.

"Hahahaha, what Abe Seimei said is true."

Eight hundred bhikkhuni covered her mouth and smiled, then explained seriously.

"The story begins 150 years ago, when Emperor Hengmu's younger brother, Prince Zao Liang, was wrongly killed on the charge of treason. His soaring resentment turned into a powerful curse, cursing everyone who was still him to death, and causing the river to flood. Natural disasters were brought down and plagues were spread. As a last resort, the emperor went to Heianjing.

Because he was afraid of Prince Zaoliang's resentful spirit, he buried him generously, and left the bronze statue and sword of the general in front of the mausoleum as the guardian of Heianjing.

At that time, I was ordered by Emperor Hengmu to eat the mermaid meat that can make people live forever, to protect the tomb, and to prevent the resurrection of the soul of Prince Zaara. According to the prophecy, Abe Seimei is among the guardians of Heianjing, and there is also a person from the Reiki Continent. As for others, I don't see clearly. "

"So that's the case. I said that you were killed in front of us before, but now you come back to life. I didn't expect that you can live forever by eating mermaid meat. This is quite new."

Mo Jinyan seems to have discovered a wealth code: If you tell this to the monks in Lingqi Continent who want to live forever, can you earn a lot of money?
"It scared me to death. I thought you were a ghost."

Boyayuan touched his chest to comfort him.

"Eight hundred bhikkhuni, are you okay now?"

Abe Seimei said calmly.

"I'm fine, and the wounds on my body have healed on their own."

"Okay, then let's go back."

"it is good."

Abe Seimei took Boyayuan and Babaichuni back to Erfandi, and Mo Jinyan went back to Jingkong Tea House alone.

"bored to death!"

Mo Jinyan was lying on the floor wondering when the Emperor Shenwu would see him and complete this task, but right now there was nothing he could do no matter how impatient he was.

"It's been almost a month since I left Lingqi Continent, and it's been almost a month since I left Wuyin Shenshan. How are you guys doing? Senior brother, when are you willing to pay back the money! I miss you so much."

Mo Jinyan, who had nothing to do, could only lie on the floor and think wildly. Later, he felt bored, so he asked the owner of Jingkong Tea House to call Dawu to give him a massage.

According to Mo Jinyan's words, he fell asleep in a daze.

Prince Sanfu's mansion, back garden, long pavilion.

"This time, you won't lose money by stealing chickens. Prince Sanxiao has established his prestige among the ministers through this incident, but Abe Seimei did not die. This king is extremely upset."

Prince Sanfu drank by himself, very depressed, but the man in black robe in front of him knelt in front of him motionless, his eyes twirling rapidly, thinking of countermeasures for Prince Sanfu.

"Could it be that this king can't be the emperor in this life?"

Prince Sanfu took a few more sips of sake and looked up to the sky and lamented.

The man in black thought for a long time, and with murderous looks and complacency in his eyes, he finally came up with a ruthless but perfect plan.

"Prince Sanfu, my subordinates have come up with a plan to catch all Mo Jinyan, Abe Seimei, Boya Yuan, Prince Sanxiao and the ministers who have trouble with you!"

The man in black offered advice.

"Oh? Do you have a good plan?"

Prince Sanfu regained his spirits in an instant.

"That's right, it's just that this plan is too vicious and many people will die."

The man in black asked Prince Sanfu for advice, Prince Sanfu couldn't care less about the life and death of others, and said straight to the point: "I just want to know one thing, and that is whether I can kill all the people I don't like!"

"Yes! Absolutely! But many innocent people will die, please consider it at Prince Sanfu's discretion."

The man in black seems to have a little conscience.

"Think about it! As long as it's not me who dies, I don't care who lives and who dies, so tell me quickly!"

Prince Sanfu put down his wine glass and looked into the eyes of the man in black expectantly.

"As we all know, our Cangying Kingdom became a country where people and ghosts live in palaces and palaces when Prince Zaoliang became a vengeful spirit. The reason why we can't see those ghosts and ghosts is because all the ghosts are sealed away. , keep them away from the ghosts outside the torii..."

The man in black was talking excitedly, and at the same time hung his appetite for Prince Sanfu.

"what do you mean?"

Prince Sanfu still doesn't understand.

"What I mean is that I use my magical powers to open the gate of ghosts, let all ghosts walk at night, and then lure the ghost king Shuten Doji to lead all the ghosts to kill people you don't like in Heianjing, such as Abe Seimei, Mo Jinyan, Prince Sanxiao, etc. Yes, as long as you use the ghosts to kill these people, then the future emperor is not yours?"

The corners of the man's mouth raised in black robes were extremely proud.

"what?"

Prince Sanfu didn't show a smug smile at the first moment, but turned pale with shock.

(End of this chapter)