"Huh, I never thought that the parents of a county would actually do this kind of collusion between officials and gangsters and torture of the people. I must get rid of these dog officials this time!"
Dongfang Ying was full of murderous intent. Speaking, she took out another gold bar and said to Zhou Hong:
"Master Zhou, please take us to see the place where poppies are grown. As you said, this gold bar is yours." La!"
After saying that, he threw the gold bar in his hand to Zhou Hong.
Zhou Hong’s eyes shone. He had followed Yongshun for five or six years, but he had never received such a big reward. It seemed that he was following the right master this time!
Not only is she generous with her money and generous with rewards, she is also so beautiful and lovely, just like a fairy descending to earth, and it feels comfortable just to look at her!
He grabbed the gold bar tightly, clapped his chest and said "good" repeatedly, and immediately led the three of them out of the temple, passed the ruins, and turned to a rugged and upward mountain path to the south.
Looking to the south of the mountain from here, one can see a graceful and gentle mountain peak disappearing in the clouds and mist, like a graceful fairy, relaxing her temples and looking down at the people.
The path is also full of rhododendrons, and further up is a lush yew forest. The path becomes steeper, and the road surface is paved with rough stone slabs, making it not difficult to walk.
After reaching the top, it suddenly dawned on me that in front of me was a flat sea of flowers, about ten or twenty acres in size, covered with plants with red flowers, black stamens and green leaves, swaying in the wind, sending waves of intoxicating waves. Strange fragrance.
Mingchuan Rongmei exclaimed in surprise as soon as she saw it:
"Is this the poppy flower? It looks so beautiful and coquettish, but the fruit it produces and the essence it extracts are... It’s so ugly, it’s such a pity for such a beautiful person!”
Dongfang Ying had never seen such flowers and plants, but she felt that the fragrance of flowers carried by the wind was really poisonous and made her feel intoxicated and depressed! Such a feeling, I couldn't help but think of the hateful incident in the past when I was knocked unconscious by drunken goat flowers in Meihua Ridge.
At the moment, he was running his zhenqi to boost his spirit, and said angrily:
"I don’t think it’s a pity for the good skin of this smelly poisonous flower, but a pity for this ethereal and charming Jade Girl Peak. The good soil is actually used to plant this evil flower that poisons the people!"
"I will burn it all with a fire!"
After that! Pick up a few dead branches nearby, tie them together, and light the fire stick to light the dead branches.
Mingchuan Rongmei advised:
"Ying'er, don't be impulsive. No matter what kind of poisonous or fragrant flower it is, the crime does not lie in the flower itself, it depends on how we humans use it. "
"Just like your purple rainbow sword and the foreign guns we captured, they are weapons. The bandits and soldiers use them to harm the people, but you use them to act chivalrously. Can you blame me? The weapon itself? "
"Keep these poppies, we use them to make medicine to save people, then they are good things..."
Dongfang Ying shook her head and said:
"I can't listen to you this time. There are thousands of good medicines in the world, why do you have to rely on this one?"
"If it were me, I would rather die from pain than use this kind of opium cream to relieve pain!"
"Get out of the way, I will burn this poisonous flower cleanly today and return the beauty to my daughter." Peak and Zhanlu Mountain are a beautiful pure land!"
She pushed away Mingchuan Rongmei, lit the dead branch in her hand, and when the flames became stronger, she threw it into the sea of poppies.
Seeing that she insisted on doing this, Mingchuan Rongmei had no choice but to stop trying to dissuade her. She sighed quietly, helped her pick up some more dead branches and dry firewood, and said:
"That's okay. "If you want to burn it, burn it thoroughly, I'll help you."
Dongfang Ying was quite relieved, realizing Mingchuan Rongmei's deep feelings for her, and said sincerely:
"Rong'er, you are so kind. I am lucky to meet you in my past lives."
Mingchuan Rongmei smiled sweetly:
"Don't be so disgusting, I am I'm afraid you'll waste time. If we don't burn them all quickly, when can we go down the mountain?"
Dongfang Ying said "Oh" and asked Kuang Zhiyuan and Zhou Hong to help pick up some dead branches and leaves. I found something nearby that could ignite, then lit a few more fires and threw them into the poppy bushes.
In a short while, the entire sea of enchanting poppy flowers was engulfed in raging fire. Fireworks rolled into the sky, and the breath was filled with a strange smell of burnt and sweet fragrance.
Kuang Zhiyuan looked at the fierce fire and shook his head and said:
"This scene has the momentum of the imperial envoy Lin Gong's burning of cigarettes in Humen more than fifty years ago. It's just more than fifty years ago. As time passed, the opium epidemic became more and more serious. The original efforts and bloody battles were all in vain!"
Dongfang Ying said angrily:
"Those are all your officials and the imperial court. Submitting to the foreign devils, doing nothing, and even colluding with others led to the current situation where the country is poor and the people are weak, and they are at the mercy of others."
"I advise you not to work for the Qing government in the future. They are already. The illness is serious and he is about to die, and his death is not far away."
Kuang Zhiyuan sighed:
"Miss Dongfang is right, wait until the mission of escorting Mrs. Liao is completed. After that, I will resign to the General, take off my armor and return to the field, and become a common man."
Dongfang Ying knew that it was not easy for him to achieve this step, and he was still a sensible person. , then nodded and said:
"When the time comes, I will talk to Sister Lan, and it would be best if your immediate boss, Liao Shenjiang, resigns from his post and stops following the Qing court..."
"If we can fight back and overthrow the Qingyao Caotai team together with the wise people in the world, maybe we can still be famous in history."
Kuang Zhiyuan smiled bitterly and responded casually.Said:
"If a few more heroes like Miss Dongfang raise their arms, then the days of the imperial court will indeed be short."
As he spoke, the sea of poppies had been burned. Most of the time, Dongfang Ying saw that the poppy field and the surrounding trees were separated by a man-made gully. The fire should not spread to the outside, so she said:
"Let's go back to the monastery first. It won't be long." "It's early, it's time to go down the mountain."
The four of them were about to walk down Yunu Peak when they suddenly heard a muffled sound. Dongfang Ying looked back at the poppy field and saw smoke and dust in the middle. A long hole suddenly sank into the ground.
The four of them looked at each other, feeling strange. Why did this fine ground sink?
Because there were still unextinguished ashes on the first half of the field, and the heat wave hit my face, I couldn't walk over to take a closer look.
At this moment, the purple rainbow sword on Dongfang Ying's back suddenly trembled, as if it was about to break free from the scabbard and fly away.
Mingchuan Rongmei, Kuang Zhiyuan and Zhou Hong saw the scabbard on Dongfang Ying's back shaking, and they couldn't help but open their eyes wide. What's going on?
Could it be that the sword also has life? I have discovered some danger and want to escape?
Others were fine, but Zhou Hong turned pale with fright, sat down on the ground, and said with his tongue tied:
"This, this, this, it's over, Did we offend the gods, or... are we still mountain ghosts? They... are they coming to punish us..."
Although the sky is clear and the sky is bright and the sun is white, when Zhou Hong said this, everyone was like My heart trembled.
"Nonsense! It's just a small pit. Let me go down and check it out."
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Dongfang Ying has always been bold and not afraid of any ghosts and gods. She pushed the sword of her sword with her backhand, and the purple rainbow sword came out of its sheath and rushed into the sky.
Dongfang Ying immediately jumped up and flew up, grabbing the sword and rushing into the collapsed place to take a look.
Who knew that the purple rainbow sword seemed to be affected by some gravitational pull, and actually drew an arc, turned around and flew forward, and got into the hole with a "chi" sound.
Dongfang Ying was shocked, and Mingchuan Rongmei and others also screamed.
Dongfang Ying fell to the ground and couldn't understand why the sword that had been with her for seven or eight years suddenly lost its tacit understanding and was sucked away by other forces.
However, she was naturally unwilling to throw away her beloved sword, so she kicked up a stone weighing ten kilograms and landed it on the ashes of a poppy flower a foot or two away. Then she jumped up and stepped on the stone with her toes. , turned over and swooped down, falling into the pit.
Mingchuan Rongmei shouted anxiously:
"Ying'er, you have to be careful, don't force yourself, come out quickly if there is danger!"
Dongfang Ying responded and found that the pit was actually a tomb surrounded by bricks, because there was a stone coffin in the middle and several stone animal figurines on both sides.
The tomb was about six feet wide, about one foot two long, and six or seven feet deep. At this moment, a lot of broken stones and scorched earth fell, and Dongfang Ying stepped on it and it was just level with the ground.
There are several broken stone slabs pressing horizontally on the sarcophagus at this moment. It should be the stone roof of the tomb chamber. It was burned by the fire on the ground, causing explosion and collapse.
Who would be buried here? Why didn't the bandits find this tomb when they were planting poppies?
Dongfang Ying was quite puzzled, but she had no time to think about it at the moment. She hurriedly looked for her purple rainbow sword, but saw that her sword was inserted straight into the gap between the two stone slabs. Pierced on the upper side of the sarcophagus.
This made Dongfang Ying feel distressed. She quickly grabbed a stone slab with both hands and opened it. She saw that the edge of the Purple Rainbow Sword was inserted into the sarcophagus by an inch, and it was trembling slightly. Fortunately, it was not damaged.
Dongfang Ying held the hilt of the sword and pulled it out, but she felt a suction force on the sword, which was still pulling against the sarcophagus.
At the same time, a subtle "ding-ding-ding" sound was heard inside the sarcophagus, like the sound of gold and iron.
Dongfang Ying felt strange in her heart, but she was not afraid. She thought that since she was here, she had to investigate clearly and see what incredible things were inside the sarcophagus. Who was the owner of the tomb?
Immediately, he inserted the sword into its sheath, pushed aside the miscellaneous broken rocks, soil, and tree roots, pulled out the sarcophagus, used his palms to push open the top of the sarcophagus.
As soon as the sarcophagus was pushed open, a sound of "chirp, chirp, chirp" was heard, and then Dongfang Yingyu's face became cold, and a quiet and cold aura filled the air.
Dongfang Ying was shocked by the cold air. Her whole body was filled with Qi, and she took a step back to prepare for the attack.
At this moment, a bright black sword light suddenly flew out from the sarcophagus, and then with a "chi" sound, a dark and simple unsheathed sword jumped out of the coffin.
Dongfang Ying hurriedly drew out the Purple Rainbow Sword and shouted:
"Pretend to be a ghost, let's see if I don't break your true form!"
With one swing of the sword, He slashed at the black sword, but unexpectedly the two swords intersected silently, with no sign of weapons clashing with each other. Instead, they were tightly intersecting and adhering to each other like magnets.
Dongfang Ying was puzzled by this. She quickly stretched out her left hand to grab the hilt of the black sword and took a closer look.
I saw that the blade of this black sword was about two feet and seventy-eight feet long and about two inches wide. The sword head was like a ball, the sword stem was like a knot, the sword grid was like a shoulder, the sword body was as black as ink, and there was a faint dragon. Scale patterns are densely covered on it.
"What kind of sword is this? It's dark and doesn't look good at all, but it seems to be very old. It should be an antique!"
Dongfang Ying secretly disliked it. She thought that her Zihong Sword had the word "Zihong" engraved on the sword grid. If this sword also had a sword name, it should be engraved there!
So he looked at the sun and saw that there was no inscription or sword name engraved on the sword grid. However, he discovered that there were two ancient Chinese characters slightly protruding from the sword's collar.
Dongfang Ying did not recognize the meaning of these two ancient characters, and did not delve into it. When he wanted to separate the two swords, they felt like they were poured together, and they could not be separated for a while.
On a whim, Dongfang Ying poured her hidden skills into both wrists and shouted softly:
"Open!"
Point both wrists, There was only a crisp sound of "canglanglang", the blades of the two swords rubbed against each other, and a string of sparks burst out. The two swords slid from the blades to the tip of the sword, and as soon as they separated, they quickly came together again, just like As is.
Dongfang Ying secretly screamed in disbelief, but she also secretly felt distressed. This sword of hers had never encountered an opponent, but just now it seemed that it had been rubbed by this unspectacular black sword, causing scars on the sword.
It seems that this black sword is also a magic weapon, extremely tough. If I forcefully separate the two swords like this, even if they can be separated in the end, both swords will be damaged at the same time. I'd better try another method. Give it a try.
Now let go of the black sword with your left hand, hold your purple rainbow sword tightly with your right hand, and use the "silk wrapping hand" technique in Tai Chi Sword forward, slowly and quickly, circle after circle. Draw circles.
A big trap and a small circle. As the sword turned sharply, the black sword adsorbed on the Purple Rainbow Sword also turned sharply like a top.
Until there was a whistling strong wind, Dongfang Ying spat out her inner strength, the sword body trembled, and she threw the black sword away, like a meteor hammer.
The black sword whirled and flew over the tomb. Dongfang Ying said proudly:
"I want you to stick to my purple rainbow sword again!" Humph, stay where it is cool."
He stroked his sword and put it back into its scabbard.
The black sword hovered in the air for a while, then circled and fell down. Then it fell at Dongfang Ying's feet and made no movement again.
Then I heard Mingchuan Rongmei's voice shouting from above:
"Ying'er, are you okay? Why is there a weird sword flying out?"
Dongfang Ying looked up at the top of the tomb. Mingchuan Rongmei was looking at her with concern, and said with a smile:
"It's okay, this should be an ancient tomb from the past, and that black sword is the tomb." "It's the master's burial gift."
"But it's a bit weird. This black sword keeps trying to stick to my purple rainbow sword and can't be separated. I still have to fight with it to get rid of it. "It's open."
After that, he leaned over and picked up the black sword at his feet, raised it over his head and handed it to Mingchuan Rongmei, saying:
"Look at it too.Look, what kind of material is this sword made of, and whether it has any reputation. "
Mingchuan Rongmei heard the words and took the black sword. After looking at it for a while, she couldn't see what it was about. She muttered:
"This mountain is called Zhanlu Mountain. According to you, The theory is that the Zhanlu Sword, the best sword in the world, was produced here in ancient times. So could this sword be the legendary Zhanlu Sword? "
Dongfang Ying rolled her eyes and hurriedly reached for the black sword. She stared at the two ancient seal characters on the sword and looked at them again and again. The more she looked at them, the more they felt like the word "Zhanlu". He couldn't help but said excitedly:
"When you say that, it really might be the Zhanlu Sword! Well, I really found a treasure this time. Haha, I couldn’t find it anywhere, it didn’t take any effort at all. "
Mingchuan Rongmei smiled and said:
"Don't be too happy first. You still need to verify it with real evidence to determine whether it is true or false. "
"Where did you find this ancient sword? ”