Changfeng has a place to return

Liu Xian'an refused to give it a try. He was already very sleepy and wanted to sleep. Fortunately, His Royal Highness Xiao Wang only talked about it and didn't want to prove how worthy he was. It's suitable to talk more about love, so I just slept peacefully all night with my arms around her.At noon the next day, when Liu Xian'an woke up, Liang Shu had already left the door, and Aning was dozing on his stomach next to the bed.

"When did the prince leave?"

"Leaving early in the morning." Ah Ning yawned, "The prince is really powerful, he doesn't seem to need to sleep much."

"It's not that you don't need to sleep, it's that there are too many things to do and no time to rest." Liu Xian'an sat up, "I must finish singing Mr. Song's play quickly, so that the prince can sleep peacefully for a few days. Now the rumors in the city are spreading To what extent?"

"Everything is developing according to our plan." Aning said, "In two days, Mr. Song will 'resurrect from the dead'."

It is also true that he must be "born" quickly, because if he does not come back to life, the people in the city will probably be driven crazy by the sound of iron hammering all night long.The gate of the government office was almost blocked by crowds, but under the questioning of the people, the government finally relaxed a little, and implicitly admitted that the blacksmith shop was indeed "a bit abnormal" recently.

"What does it mean to be a little abnormal? It can't really be that Mr. Song is blacksmithing?"

The yamen servant replied vaguely, ah, almost, almost.

"Then what do we do next?"

"What should I do? Mr. Song is not a deadly ghost. What are you afraid of?"

It's true to say so, but it can't be ding ding ding bang every night, it's so noisy that you can't sleep, the people are all very sad with black eye sockets.

"Persist for two more days, just two days." The yamen servant reassured everyone, "After two days, Mr. Song will be able to work during the day."

As soon as the words were uttered, the whole street was in an uproar. Listening to this posture, is it true that the resurrected person is slowly gathering yang energy?The thing was so bizarre that few people in the city would believe it, and everyone spent two more nights in the sound of "jingling", and on the third day early in the morning, before it was fully light, the gate of the blacksmith shop was blocked The crowd was tight, and everyone held their breaths, waiting to see if Song Changsheng would really appear.

"My lord and Mr. Liu are here too!" At noon, someone shouted.

Liu Xian'an didn't wake up very much, and his eyelids are drooping at the moment, but unlike the common people's sleepiness, he was not quarreled, but was harassed by His Royal Highness Xiao Wang, so he couldn't sleep at all.

Liang Shu has his own way of saying this, you sleep in yours, I touch mine, don't bother.

Liu Xian'an looked up to the sky and sighed.

The local officials also accompanied Liang Shu, so the public's discussion was much lowered. No one dared to ask what happened, but there was no need to ask more, because it didn't take long before the closed door creaked. , is opened.

A person slowly walked out from the inside, and upon closer inspection it was Song Changsheng, all the rumors were confirmed at this moment, God, is he really alive?

This is for the sake of His Royal Highness King Xiao, so that the people did not run away in all directions, but they still had the courage to approach them tremblingly and ask: "Mr. Song, where have you been...where have you been these few days? "

"Walk into the gate of hell." Song Changsheng carried the long sword on his back, cupped his hands and gave a deep salute, and replied loudly, "Thanks to the help of the prince and Mr. Liu, I can return to the world."

The sun shone warmly on his body, his whole face was glowing red, and there were also shadows. No matter how he looked at it, he was indeed a living person.But he vomited blood and died a few days ago. When his pulse stopped, at least a dozen doctors were all present, so it is absolutely impossible to make a wrong diagnosis.The common people were anxious and anxious as they watched Liang Shu and Liu Xian'an personally pick up Song Changsheng and leave, wondering what this meant.

"What does it mean? It means Mr. Song shouldn't die!" The famous broken voice in the city crouched under a tree and analyzed plausibly.

Mr. Song, who is that? That is a warrior who sacrificed his life to blow up cults, and he has done a lot of good deeds for the people.Even if he accidentally followed the Tao of Bai Fu and was poisoned by the demon girl, how could Lord Yan accept him? Didn't he still send him back with all his hands and feet?Look, not only is the person back now, but all the poisonous Gu has disappeared, and he is full of energy. The three-foot long sword on his back shines on people like water, with a little bit of light and coldness. Presumably it is to wipe out Bai Fujiao and avenge his dead wife And forged a new sword!

Subsequent news from the government also proved this point.As soon as the news of Song Changsheng's resurrection was confirmed, all kinds of discussions about Baifujiao in the city took a new direction. The people who used to be anxious and afraid to speak up in the past few days changed their minds and began to put the matter on the surface again. Talking eloquently, they clamored again to arrest the cult—because even if they died, they would be credited with a meritorious service by Lord Yama, and they would be released again, so what is there to be afraid of?

In the end, the government had to come forward secretly and pull back the public opinion, lest there really be fools who would go to the evil nest alone.The bulletin repeatedly states that the garrison will do the cleaning up of cults, everyone just needs to be vigilant, and the rest can live a normal life, don't be too nervous, don't be too excited, and don't run around!

Once spread to ten, ten to hundreds, the story of Song Changsheng was quickly spread all over the world, and the content became more and more fantastic. In the end, Mr. Song was no longer a human being, but a sword fairy, an exorcist appointed by heaven. , came down to earth to assist His Royal Highness King Xiao in eradicating the Baifu Sect.

"Didn't you see that when Mr. Song came out of the blacksmith's shop, it was a golden light. Anyway, I still can't open my eyes to this day!"

The people in other places are very envious, why doesn't Mr. Song come to our town to show off to Raven City.

In the government office, Song Changsheng said shamelessly: "I didn't do anything, I just pretended to die as planned, but I can't bear to attract such kindness from the people."

"Why didn't you do anything? Didn't Mr. Song blow up Baitou Ding? He destroyed Bai Fujiao's management for decades by himself. I think no matter how great the hospitality is, he can bear it." Liu Xian'an said, "Take a step back and say Even if you don't mention Baitouding, Mr. Song's scene alone has already made countless believers start to whisper in their hearts."

Betraying the Buddha mother and beheading the holy envoy, such a traitor, in the reincarnation doctrine of the Baifu religion, it is not too much to die a hundred and one thousand times, and he has to die tragically to match the heinous crime he committed.But now, not only is Song Changsheng not dead, but he is also living better day by day. If he wants to die and be famous, then others should think about it secretly in his heart?

"However, it is impossible for Bai Fujiao to stop here, and it will definitely counterattack crazily." Liu Xian'an said, "The prince said that we need to rush back to the garrison city as soon as possible."

"Want to go to war?"

"Ninety-nine are close to ten." Liu Xian'an said, "We can't keep teaching the cult to be arrogant, and now is a good opportunity to lure them out of the cave."

The folk customs in Raven City are high, and everyone is singing songs about fighting against cults.Liang Shu and his party were sent away from Raven City, and Chang Xiaoqiu and Song Changsheng also went with the big troop—the butcher was also brought along. Since his status in Baifu Sect is not low, he should be able to spit out his blood under severe torture. something.Or even if you can't spit it out, hanging from the gate of the city every day and beating it can also have the effect of deterring the cult.

His Royal Highness King Xiao will not be like the refined civil servants who pay attention to benevolence and generosity. His logic in this regard has always been simple and rough, come one to kill one, come a hundred to kill a hundred, come 1, [-] , is also the same solution.

The butcher knelt on the ground, panting heavily, and viciously cursed Liang Shu that sooner or later he would go to the sea of ​​hell to be tortured.Liu Xian'an didn't want to talk to him at first, but when he saw the man scolding louder and louder, he opened the door and entered the courtyard. The butcher looked up and saw him coming, and added a new curse: "You can't escape!"

"Why should I run away?" Liu Xian'an looked at him with some annoyance, "You're right, the lord is indeed going to your sea of ​​flames in hell, and he will go tonight, so that we can completely level that fiery and weird realm as soon as possible. , after it is leveled, within this month, hurry up and chop off the heads of a group of Baifu believers, and send their dead souls to build houses and bridges collectively, and do coolies to atone for their sins."

The butcher may have never expected such a strange way of scolding back, and he was a little stunned for a while.

Liu Xian'an continued: "There are still tens of thousands of loyal and brave soldiers wandering in the sky above Dayan, waiting to live in new houses. At present, there is an extremely short supply of manpower for rebuilding the underworld. I think you are as strong as a cow, so why don't you go with us? Get to work!"

Hearing what he said, the two guards behind him who were in charge of protection immediately stepped forward, and shook out a soft whip from their sleeves. One knocked the man down, and the other strangled his neck. Liu Xian'an stood by and watched, and reminded again, Don't strangle your head, you have to keep eyeballs, so that you won't be able to paste walls and burn tiles after you go down.

"Cough, cough cough!" The butcher struggled instinctively, seeing that he was about to die, it was His Royal Highness King Xiao who entered the courtyard in time, and the Imperial Forest Army stopped.

Liang Shu frowned and asked, "Did he recruit you?"

Liu Xian'an replied: "It doesn't count, it's just a little bit noisy."

"I said why the person disappeared in the middle of the afternoon nap." Liang Shu rubbed his eyes with his thumb, led him to the bedroom, turned back and said coldly: "If you dare to cry and howl, you will beat him until you shut up." .”

The butcher collapsed on the ground, Gao Lin knelt down and looked at him, and said happily, "To be honest, I don't know whether you really believe in that saint, or if you just want to take the opportunity to sneak into the Baifu sect to make money. But let's analyze it now, do you believe me?" Holy lady, just now the holy lady did not come to save you. If you don’t believe me, you’d be so hard-headed. My lord is impatient to see your death-defying face. After he coaxes Second Young Master Liu to sleep, he will come for interrogation. If you still make up your mind not to speak up, you might as well wipe your neck and kill yourself now, and everyone can save a little time."

The butcher's mouth opened and closed for a long time, and he squeezed out an extremely dry sentence, "Mother Baifu Buddha, Purdue... Purdue..."

"Yes, it seems that you really believe it." Gao Lin patted him on the shoulder, stood up, untied the whip around his waist and threw it to the guard, "Send him to see that Buddha mother."

There was a scream, and it quickly turned into a "woo woo" sound, which should have been gagged.

Liu Xian'an stood by the window: "Will he speak?"

"You can only survive if you say it." Liang Shudao, "I don't have the time and energy to move them one by one and break their brains back with emotion. I can only reward them with this whip. Those who are sober can still be saved, but if they are not sober, it is their fate."

Liu Xian'an covered the window with his hands to block out the sound of the torture: "That's why there are always rumors that the prince is violent."

"What about you, what do you think?" Liang Shu looked at him, asking questions, but without waiting for an answer, he said, "Dayan's treasury only has so much money in total, and all around the world are waiting for it. As a commander, I often have to wait until the end. I have to take care of my soldiers and people first with the food I have finally dug out between my teeth. It makes no sense that my own people are starving to death, but I still have to frugally feed those people. Prisoners of war... If they capture our people, they will not give a grain of rice."

He said this long paragraph without stopping, as if he was explaining, but also as if he was expressing the dissatisfaction that had been suppressed in his heart for many years.Liu Xian'an said: "Yes, I know."

"You really know?"

"I really know." Liu Xian'an put his arms around his waist, "There is nothing wrong with benevolence, but it also depends on the occasion. In fact, everyone understands this truth. Otherwise, try throwing those white-bearded old men in the court to the border and let them go in person. Facing bandits and wolves with a knife resting on their necks, they probably won't be benevolent."

Liang Shu smiled: "Okay, when I go back and tell Brother Ming, I will do it like this next time."

"There is no fixed answer to everything, and anyone can only find the most correct path in the current situation." Liu Xian'an said, "Besides, there is a prince guarding the border, and the dream can be beautiful. In my opinion, the prince He is a great sage."

Liang Shu shook his head: "I'm going to be touted to heaven by you."

"Just tell the truth." Liu Xian'an was firm, "Anyway, that's what I think."

And it must be right, because no matter what the old people say, they usually appear to be very authoritative, and Mr. Liu Er is a full [-] years old, so he can't speak the truth?

At the same time, he opened his mouth very sweetly, Liang Shu bit him hard, leaving a red mark on his collarbone.While being kissed cooperatively by him, Liu Xian'an said: "I'm going to the Garrison City tomorrow, brother should not see this."

Sure enough, Liang Shu stopped, stopped biting, but stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked it lightly. He hasn't been fooled yet, so he shouldn't be too arrogant.

Liu Xian'an continued to analyze: "After the meeting, my elder brother will definitely test me on Commander Ku's eye disease. If I can't answer correctly, I will be beaten again."

"Whatever the fight, no more fights are allowed in the future." Liang Shu was displeased with the words, and said in a big way, "I will tell it myself when the time comes."

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After meeting

Daliu: GIF

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