Yu Wu

Chapter 143 Liao Nation Real Power Holder

Two days later.

Daze City.night.

The clanging sound of flowing water zither flowed from the official residence of the Taishou Mansion in Daze City.The sound of the zither sounds very graceful and gentle at first, but if you pay attention to it carefully, you will have a creepy feeling, as if you are looking at a peerless beauty with red makeup from a distance, but when you get closer, you will find that it is a woman with her feet floating off the ground Slutty female ghost.

The Liao Kingdom monk dressed in green walked quickly around the corridor, approached the main hall where the sound of the zither came out, and folded his arms outside the door and said: "National teacher! The watchtower on the outskirts of the city has discovered that the Chonghua army is approaching, and the distance is at most before disappearing." In half an hour, the soldiers will be able to reach the outside of Daze City!!"

There was no answer from the people in the room, only the bright orange light seeping out through the white gauze covering the windows.

After the eerie and eerie song ended, the door opened with a "squeak".

The national teacher of Liao Kingdom walked out leisurely.

The man wears a delicate golden visor with a crown of gold threads.He is obviously just a national teacher, but he is unscrupulously overstepping his rules. He is wearing a silk robe embroidered with a dragon pattern. , the end is the colorful streamer.

"So fast." The national teacher said in a very relaxed tone, "I thought it would take at least three days for them to arrive. It seems that we have occupied Daze, but the yellow-mouthed kid on Chonghua's throne I was in a hurry."

He smiled and said: "Since the teachers of justice have come to compete with us so impatiently, why don't you go to the top of the city and prepare well, so as not to disappoint the guests who came from afar."

The herald monk still bowed his head and folded his arms. Although the national teacher's tone sounded calm and his face looked pleasant, the herald didn't even dare to lift his head in front of him.

Everyone in the Liao Kingdom, even the babbling children, knows that in this dark country, the most terrifying thing is not the emperor, but the national teacher who takes power from the emperor.

This person is moody and cruel, and what he does cannot be measured by reason and rules.Not to mention the others, even the young Liao Jun in his hands is nothing more than a puddle of mud that he can throw away whenever he wants.

Back then, when Jun Shang succeeded to the throne, he wanted to unite with the queen mother's clan to pull out this person in power.

But what about the result?

As a result, before the game was set up, all the fangs were pulled out by the national teacher, and all the ministers involved were chopped into meat.The monarch was desperate and broke down, crying and ran to find his mother and concubine to rely on, but on that cold night, the national teacher came to Liaojun's mother and concubine's bedroom. Humiliated the woman with the young gentleman's face, and then decapitated her with a wild laugh.

In the gloomy and extravagant bedroom, the national teacher lazily opened his clothes, exposing a large and firm chest. He dipped in a woman's blood and smeared it on Liao Jun's face with a smile.

As for Liao Jun, he was trembling, the first emotion that burst out was not mother hatred, but fear.

"Don't kill me...don't kill me..."

The national teacher smiled without a smile on his face, unable to hear any emotion: "Don't kill you? You are really a coward."

"Woo woo woo... National teacher... Please... Please..."

"But that's fine." The national teacher looked at the blood on his fingertips and said with a light smile, "If you are as fierce as your mother, although it is exciting to play, it will be a threat to keep you around - you are more useless , it’s pretty good.”

At that time, one monarch and one minister, who was respected and who was inferior, blind people could understand that there were even some people in Liao Kingdom's gentry who directly advised the national teacher that it would be better to replace him, but the national teacher had no such intention.

"What's so interesting about being a king. It's too tiring. The position of national teacher is better, and the position of national teacher is tempting."

"What I want to do most in my life is to be a national teacher." The man smiled sweetly, "You don't want to force me to become the throne, I am very good, how can I have such wolfish ambitions."

It's not that he has wolf ambitions, he himself is a vicious beast that sucks blood.However, he likes to pretend to be kind so much, even if he looks up from the belly of the prey, he can still show the sweetest smile with that bloody face.

Therefore, in this mainland of Kyushu, everyone knows very well that the world of Liao Kingdom is not in the hands of the king, but belongs to that surly man.

The national teacher of Liao Kingdom is the real master of this dark kingdom.

And at this moment, the herald is serving this man, and the herald is naturally very aware of the pros and cons—before him, 32 herald monks died in Liao Kingdom this year, and some of them didn't even die. Knowing that it was the sentence that made the national teacher unhappy, he wanted to behead him.

Or maybe the national teacher is not unhappy, he just wants to chop off people's heads.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you get the guards at the city gate ready?" The national teacher smiled and said, "I can't handle this matter well. Do you still want to disturb me playing the piano tonight?"

But the herald felt white sweat all over his body, and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, yes! I, I'm going! I'm going!"

Fuck off and run away.

The national teacher smiled and looked at his back as he left in a hurry, stood in the courtyard for a while, then turned and went back to the main hall.

This main hall is now a purgatory on earth - the body of the prefect of Chonghua Daze City who committed suicide has not been carried out, and the prefect's wives, concubines, six children hanged themselves to death, and their bodies have not been released.

He walked leisurely through the hall, his slender fingertips brushing against the floating corpse, with a relaxed expression as if he was brushing against a wind chime.

The national teacher liked this kind of situation very much, and because of his perverted habit, even though he had been in the prefect's mansion for two days, he didn't ask anyone to clean up the corpse.

In this way, he walked all the way to the end of the main hall, where there was a Guqin that belonged to him.Under the bright lights, one can see that the piano is made of human skin for the face, hair for the strings, inlaid with nine eyes, and it is spinning crazily.

He sat down beside the guqin, plucked the strings a few times, then closed his eyes, and stroked them again leisurely.

"There is a thatched cottage in the west of Wanli Bridge, and the water in Baihuatan is the blue waves. The wind is green and beautiful, and the rain is fragrant. Crazy men get crazier with age."

Rubbing with his fingertips, he played a long song, a leisurely song, a sad song, and a soft song... And when he played a folk song to lull children to sleep, there was already a battle of magic spells coming from outside the distant city wall bang.

After a long time, maybe an hour, maybe two.

There was only a loud bang, as if even the ground trembled——

An indistinct scream came from a distant city gate: "Open the enchantment! Open the defensive enchantment!"

"Dongchengmen transfers the guardian monks!"

The shouts splashed with blood and fire at the city gate had already become fragmented remnants when they reached the prefect's mansion, and were even washed away by the sound of Jiumuqin like flowers in a mirror and moon in water.

"At the end of the song, the national teacher finally raised his head and ordered lightly, "The siege is quite fast.Go out and ask, who are the commanders-in-chief of Chonghua this time. "

The attendant standing on the side took the order and went out. After a while, the attendant ran back and bowed his head and replied: "I want to report to the national teacher, the brothers who guard the city camp said that the commander sent by Chonghua this time It's their Xi and Jun Moxi!"

The national teacher calmly said: "It's not surprising at all. The surnamed Mo is brave and good at fighting, but he can't confront his senior brother. Now that Gu Mang has been sent back by us, it's not surprising that Chonghua sent him here. Where's the deputy commander?"

"Murong Lian."

The national teacher laughed and said, "It's just a smoker."

"Also, there is one more."

"Oh?" The national teacher said with great interest, "Who is it?"

"Murong Mengze."

The national teacher's fingers covering the strings stopped, and then he sneered: "Send a woman to be the deputy commander. Is Chonghua going to die, or is it that their old man, Junshang, intends to make his sister and Mo Xi more friends?" Friendship? Murong Mengze... A Yaoxiu with a weakened spiritual core came to be the deputy commander——How much will Chonghua lead her?"

"fifty thousand."

The national teacher giggled and said, "Fifty thousand? Even if Murong Mengze has a strategic mind, but she is so weak, she is not afraid of dragging others down. This girl has such a thick skin."

"What the national teacher said is very true."

"By the way." The national teacher paused for a moment, and suddenly asked, "How is Gu Mang? I heard that the relationship between him and Mo Xi is becoming more and more relaxed. Before that, Mo Xi brought him back to his house as a servant. This time Has he come to fight?"

"Report to the national teacher. Gu Shuai—" The follower knew that he had slipped his words, and hurriedly corrected, "This subordinate is wrong, it is Gu, Gu Mang—"

The national teacher smiled and said: "It's okay, he has worked for me for five years anyway, I don't have as many rules and regulations as Chonghua, if you want to continue to call him Gu Shuai, there is nothing wrong with it."

It is true to say so, but how dare the retinue call Gu Mang handsome again?

The entourage immediately said: "National Teacher Haihan, according to the information obtained by the Da Liao Military Aircraft Administration the day before yesterday, Gu Mang was sent by the Chonghua King to be a trial body for the Black Demon Trial, and he was dying when he came out. With the help of Immortal Da Luo, otherwise, even if his whole body is soaked in Tianxiang Extending Life Dew, it is absolutely impossible for him to recover to the point where he can follow the front line in such a short period of time."

The national teacher heard the words, but he didn't have any forgiveness. He squinted his eyes, and there was a kind of indeterminate light in his eyes: "Who said that Chonghua didn't have Daluo Immortal? Isn't Jiang Fuli a man who can live and die?" A saint of human flesh and bones?"

There was a sneer in the words.

The entourage hurriedly said: "The spies following Jiang Fuli said that Jiang Fuli has gone out to wander again, and is not in the capital of Chonghua."

"He is very good at lightness kung fu, and has always been elusive. If you don't want to be noticed by you, no matter how closely you stare at him, he can always take advantage of the loopholes." The national teacher said, "Among this enemy army, Murong Lian and Murong Mengze are all Don't pay too much attention, just pay attention to some Mo Xi. And...if anyone suspects Gu Mang, please come and report to me."

"Yes!"

The national teacher flicked his sleeves: "Go, let them guard the city. I will retreat for three days. After three days, I will personally deal with these young people."

The attendant responded respectfully, and quickly bowed and retreated.

The national teacher's fingertips rested on the strings again, moved lightly a few times, and then plucked the long piano sound.

"Hou Lu's old friends and letters are cut off, and the constant hunger and childish look is bleak. If you want to fill the gap, you can only let it go. The self-laughing mad husband is even more crazy..."

The night was getting deeper, and the roar of fighting and cracking in the distance was so clearly audible.

Outside the city wall, the monks of Chonghua and Liaoguo were fighting each other, gradually blood flowed like a river, and in the prefect's mansion deep in the city, the sound of the national teacher's zither never stopped.

When the Wu hook was hanging high and the white frost was falling on the roof tiles, an oil lamp in the government office of the prefect was ignited to the extreme. It burst out a series of fireworks and went out suddenly.

The prefect's mansion with so many dead people hanging there looks even more spooky and the light is dim, but it is precisely because of the sudden dim light that one can see behind the curtain—behind the gauze curtain that is one foot away from the national teacher , it turns out that there has been a blurry ball of light fluttering in mid-air.

It's just that the ball of light was too dim, it was not noticeable before, it was hiding in the corner, floating and sinking, so weak that it seemed to disperse at any time.

The national teacher raised his eyes, and his eyes were projected from behind the gold covering, and fell on the shadowy ball of light.

He gritted his teeth, and said to it in a low voice: "...Jingchen, look. I've coaxed you for so long, don't you want to wake up?"

The group of light that he called "Jingchen" flickered languidly, and slowly dimmed again...

The national teacher narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice: "There must be a limit to self-willedness, recover early, and then go back with me. If you fall into the hands of the Chonghua people, then their group of hypocrites will not be like me. I understand you so well."

"You don't want to be sealed again. Right?"

"Hey, let's recover..."