Twilight Ghost

Chapter 11 Jun 1

"Fengtian Chengyun Emperor, the edict said: Lin Huizhong, the servant of the Ministry of punishment, has no way to teach his son, and his adopted son Hua Chongming sneaked into the prison of the Ministry of punishment at two moments, wounded more than [-] jailers, and the robber failed. Since the Lin family has been loyal and good for generations, Lin Shilang is temporarily exonerated , Hua Chongming will be beheaded tomorrow at [-]:[-] noon for public display, hereby!"

When Lin Huizhong received the imperial decree, his face turned pale with fright, and he kept turning around in the room. Seeing that he was dizzy, Lin Chuchen stepped forward to help him sit down, "Father, according to my child, this matter is not without hope, minister It's useless to plead, what about the crown prince? I heard that the emperor loves him very much."

"Prince? Huh, with his incompetent appearance, he knows how to fool around outside all day long, but he doesn't even dare to fart in front of important events!" Lin Huizhong wiped his sweat, and the hand holding the teacup was trembling. He almost spilled the tea in his cup on the ground, "Brother Hua, brother is incompetent, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep your only concern this time..."

Seeing that it was the day of execution, Lin Huizhong hurriedly went to the houses of various courtiers to check on the news before dawn the next day, but Hua Chongming in the prison was very at ease, and kept boasting to the jailer about the delicious meal today.

"Brother, the food is so good today, did the cook marry a wife?"

The elder brother jailer who was guarding the door gave him a blank look, and made a look like a fool: "It's the last meal, I still have new clothes to wear later, if it wasn't for Lin Shilang's face, you wouldn't be here. I want to dip."

"Listen, if it wasn't for my sake, you wouldn't want to touch it." Hua Chongming grabbed a greasy chicken leg and stretched it in front of Bai Ze, "Hurry up, don't you foxes like it the most? Chicken?"

Bai Ze took the chicken leg, took two bites and finally couldn't bear it anymore, raised his head and yelled at him: "I said you are really stupid or fake, they are going to kill you, today is the day, and you still have the heart to celebrate here? "

Hua Chongming was so frightened by such a sudden yell that he dropped his chopsticks. He quickly picked up the chopsticks and wiped them on his clothes. He blinked his big innocent and idiot eyes and asked, "I'm going to be beheaded anyway. What's the use of me being in a hurry?"

With such a frank showdown, Bai Ze had nothing to say, so he had to bury his head and eat this extremely rich meal of beheading.The Snow Mountain Big Stomach King is really not a bluff. In the blink of an eye, he gnawed away a pitiful roast chicken, and all the meat in the bones was wiped out, as if what he ate was not chicken, but the person in front of him A foolish warrior who is not afraid of danger.

Before being dragged out of the prison, Hua Chongming hugged Bai Ze affectionately, and told him that he was the person with the most problematic color vision that he had ever seen in his life, and he felt very honored.

Just half an hour after Hua Chongming left, Bai Ze suddenly felt uneasy. Everything around him seemed to be undergoing indescribable subtle changes, but without mana, it was difficult for him to judge whether it was an illusion or reality.

Although he lived in seclusion in the snowy plain for a long time and had no contact with the world, he still had some understanding of many things in the world.

Right now, just in this room, I always feel that there are many weird places.

Bai Ze stood up, and carefully picked up the leftover soup and rice on the table with chopsticks.After pawing for a while, he found nothing. An inexplicable impetuousness burned in his chest like a fire, and it became more and more intense. Finally, he poked hard with his chopsticks, smashing the remaining pieces of blood tofu on the plate. .

"Cinnabar..."

There is cinnabar in the fine cracks of almost every piece of tofu, showing a strange blood red under the weak light.

Bamboo chopsticks fell from Bai Ze's hand to the ground twice, there is actually cinnabar here, since when...

Bai Ze kicked over the table, knelt down and lifted the straw on the ground, only to see that the ground was covered with a layer of vermilion powder, his face paled with fright, he got up to lift his sheets, between the quilt and under the pillow , Even in the cracks of the surrounding walls, this fine and dense cinnabar is scattered!

Who and when did it, I actually only found out now.

For ghosts, cinnabar is really an ominous thing, it will penetrate the flesh and blood little by little, and consume most of the monster's power.In normal times, as long as he felt its existence, Bai Ze would have fled thousands of miles away. Now that his spell was broken by the blood of his middle finger, he could not guard against this silent erosion at all.

Bai Ze suddenly felt his eyes go dark, and two streams of hot blood dripped from the corners of his eyes, dripping onto the ochre-colored prison uniform, gradually turning into a dark red.

"Don't be afraid, it's just to prevent your demon power from recovering and hurting people again."

"Who! Who's there!"

Although he couldn't see anything, Bai Ze could still hear the source of the sound. He picked up the water ladle on the ground, pointed in the direction of the prison door and asked, "Why do you want to harm me?"

A series of gloating laughter erupted at the door. Although Bai Ze estimated that this person was only seventeen or eighteen years old, what he said was scheming: "The King of Snow Mountain has a cultivation level equal to the sky, a wolf bone knife, a drop of middle finger blood, How long can it hurt you? Once your demon power recovers, won’t you hurt the people of my capital again? I hid the cinnabar in the prison to delay your recovery so that I can find a way to execute you. I didn’t intend to hurt you. If you didn’t rush to your heart just now, it wouldn’t be so serious that you would lose your eyesight.”

"What the hell do you want to do?"

With a "snap", Bai Ze heard that the lock on the prison door was broken, and nine locks were scrapped at the same time with one trick, which is definitely not something that ordinary Jianghu Xiaoxiao can do.

The man walked into the prison, raised his hand and knocked Bai Ze down to the corner of the wall. Just as he was trying to stand up, a dagger was stabbed in his chest.

Seeing that it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Huizhong under the execution ground was even more anxious, but Hua Chongming was very calm, one moment begged the executioner to bring farewell wine, and the next moment he asked him to act more carefully. , with a face as cold as ice.

"The hour is up, execution!"

Seeing that the beheading officer was about to draw lots from the bamboo tube, and Lin Chuchen was about to go to the execution platform when he drew a knife, who knew that Lin Jiaerlang hit a stone under his feet, and his knee softened and fell hard into the crowd.

"Lin Chuyu, if you don't do anything, he really deserves to die!"

Lin Erlang stepped forward to mention him, and was about to speak, but he heard a cry from outside the venue: "The imperial decree has arrived! Keep people under the sword!"

I saw the official who came on horseback stopped in front of the supervisor, unfolded the imperial decree and said: "The Emperor Chengyun, the imperial edict said: Hua Chongming has made great achievements in capturing the border monsters, and pardon him for his innocence. I respect you!"

The father and son of the Lin family were about to come forward to pull flowers to re-ignite, but saw the supervisor snatch the imperial decree from the man's hand and shouted loudly: "The imperial decree is a fake, there is no seal at all! It's past three quarters in the noon, behead!"

The street suddenly became chaotic, and the officials rushed out to appease the panicked people. At this moment, the man who preached the false imperial decree turned over on the execution platform, grabbed the sword and split the executioner in half.The man was so powerful that he couldn't even untie the rope on Hua Chongming's body, so he carried him on his back and rushed down the stage.The people who hadn't reacted yet acted as his stepping stones, and those who had been stepped on covered their heads and yelled "Ouch".

"Chase! Hurry up!"

The arresters in the four corners did not move at all, and they saw Lin Chuchen's more than [-] people lined up in a row, blocking the road.The prison officer's face was pale with fright, and he buzzed around Lin Chuchen like a fly: "Master Lin, hurry up and get someone to chase after him! I lost the death row prisoner, and my days are over..."

"Oh? Oh, why don't you chase after him? Hurry up, hurry up!" Seeing that the prisoner had already run away, Lin Chuchen immediately regained his composure, and shouted with his hands on his hips, "If you catch up with me, you will be rewarded!"

Brothers who are usually brothers and sisters, for this sake, who would really go after them?The detectives were lazy, lost and lost, lost their way, and made up excuses to return to work.

Hua Chongming was carried to the gate of the city by the thief for no apparent reason. Seeing that the gate was closed, the thief didn't panic, and flew down from the wall in three steps and two steps, his lightness kung fu was superb.

It was not until an abandoned temple in the suburbs that the man put Hua Chongming down, tore off the mask on his face, cut off the rope on his body with a knife, patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's all right now, let's rest here for now .”

"Brother Zhang?" I thought he was just a little thief, but he didn't expect his martial arts to be so powerful. Hua Chongming immediately admired him, "I have offended you a few days ago, please don't worry about it, Brother Zhang."

Zhang Shiqi waved his hand to express his indifference, turned around and twisted a lotus petal under the Buddha seat, only to hear a loud bang, a dark hole suddenly opened behind the Buddha, and the dusty stairs continued down, swallowed by darkness .

Hua Chongming didn't care too much and followed him down.At the end of the stairs was a secret room. Zhang Shiqi lit the oil lamp on the wall, pointed to a person lying on the bed and said, "Go and see him."