Chapter 2772 Monk Shenshu, the driving force behind the scenes

"who?"

Only then did the guard guarding the door notice the man in black robe. While shouting loudly, he drew out his standard knife.

The man in black robe raised his right arm under the cloak. The bright red skin highlighted the ferocious blue blood vessels, like a devil's arm. He pointed his palm at the palace guard and the door, and suddenly grasped it.

boom! The gate turned into powder, the guards turned into powder, and the Qi machine exploded with a ripple-like shock wave, turning the walls and everything around it into powder.

In the Minister's Mansion of the Ministry of War, the lights turned on. There were sounds of panic and shouts. The guards in the mansion ran towards the gate with swords in their hands.

There was no obstacle in front of the man in black robe. He strode into the Ministry of War Minister's Mansion. The deep black eyes under his cloak stared at the lights in the mansion with a cold and evil look. Suddenly, when he entered the Shangshu Mansion, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed. The face of the black-robed man under the cloak turned slightly, examining the surrounding environment.

The man in black robe appeared in a desolate city, with dilapidated streets, yellow weeds around, and a shabby house in the distance. This is a desolate area where even the poor are too lazy to come. There are many similar places in the capital, but Dafeng Capital is too big, and this kind of place was selectively forgotten by the imperial court.

"I have arranged a teleportation formation at the Minister of War's Mansion."

Someone said lightly, and the man in black robe turned around and saw a figure in white clothes standing more than ten feet away, with his back to him, his hands behind his back, his long hair and white clothes flying.

The man in white is so popular that he gives people an extraordinary sense of familiarity. This man is the sorcerer in white from Si Tianjian and a disciple of Jian Zheng.

"Who are you?"

The man in black robe asked in a hoarse voice.

"In the capital, there are people who don't know who I am. Man, you successfully attracted my attention."

The man in white is a weird guy. His speaking style always makes people want to slap him because he is so pretentious.

The man in black robe snorted coldly, raised his right arm, and gently shook it towards the man in white. In the explosion of energy, the figure of the man in white dissipated like a reflection in the water.

"You think I'm there, but I'm here.

"The man in white appeared in another direction, still with his back to the man in black. He seemed to have a somewhat invincible demeanor, turning his back to all living beings.

"Fourth level warlock?"

The man in black robe whispered, his heart sank slightly, and then he sneered and said sarcastically.

"A mere fourth-grade person dares to stop me."

The man in black robe had an extremely arrogant tone, as if he didn't take the high-level warlock in his eyes.

"You dare to stop me even if you're just a fourth-grade person?"

The man in white recited a few words in a low voice. He felt that the words were good and praised them.

"Well said and very inspiring, it inspired me a lot."

The man in white paused for a moment, then his eyes swept into the depths of the darkness, and he spoke with a keen eye for learning.

"You, a mere fourth-grade martial artist, are worthy enough to watch the fire from the other side of the bank in front of me?"

The man in black robe was stunned, not knowing what he meant by his words, and looked at the other party blankly.

At this moment, a watchman appeared in each of the four places, east, west, north and south, wearing a black uniform, a short cloak, and a gold gong embroidered on his chest.

Jin Luo in the east has a cold and expressionless face; Jin Luo in the west is as handsome as a woman, with a cold smile at the corner of her mouth; Jin Luo in the north holds a long sword in his arms instead of a standard long knife; Jin Luo in the south has a sharp gaze. Knife, there are fine crow's feet at the corners of his eyes.

Click, click, click, and there was a sound of machine guns. To the left of the man in white, rows of repeating crossbows appeared at some point, automatically cocked, and to the right were small artillery pieces.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

The crossbow bolts and cannonballs were fired at the same time, focusing on the man in black robe. The artillery encountered a transparent air wall, exploded in mid-air, and swam along the air wall in a brilliant wave of fire. While the artillery caused the air wall to vibrate, the talisman carved on the crossbow arrow lit up, easily penetrating the air wall and shooting towards the man in black robe. The crossbow arrow itself belonged to a small formation.

The man in black robe calmly raised his right arm, causing the crossbow arrow to break every inch of his arm. The cloak turned into pieces, revealing the true body of the man in black robe, a handsome and evil young monk. His right arm was bigger than Normal people are thick, ugly and scary.

"Copper skin and iron bones?"

The man in white who always turned his back to everyone was a little surprised when he saw this and said.

At this time, the four golden gongs took action at the same time, with fierce spear and sword intent erupting, attacking the black-robed man first. Nangong Qianrou and Jiang Luzhong did not use weapons and chose to fight hand-to-hand.

"Buddha said, be compassionate."

The man in black robe clasped his hands together and recited a Buddhist chant. There was a slight hesitation in the sharp spear and sword intent, which became no longer sharp, but returned to normal in an instant.

The man in black robe took advantage of this critical gap and slapped his right arm continuously, defeating the unavoidable and unstoppable gun intent and the sword intent that penetrated everything. Immediately, he twisted his waist and struck back, colliding with Jin Luo Jiang Lu's unparalleled punch.

Jiang Lu let out a muffled groan, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and staggered back. The man in black robe took the opportunity to turn around and punch Nangong Qianrou in the chest.

The short cloak on Nangong Rouqian's back exploded into pieces. Under the terrifying suction force, Nangong Qianrou's face turned pale little by little, and she lost her energy and blood.

Nangong Qianrou's ferocity was aroused, scarlet appeared in her eyes, her handsome face was ferocious, her facial features were distorted, a roar that did not sound like a human voice came out of her throat, and a head hammer slammed into the face of the black-robed man.

The two retreated at the same time, and fought together unwilling to admit defeat.

Four warriors and one monster of unknown origin were fighting in a desolate city. Wherever they went, they turned into ruins. The air machines exploded one after another, setting off a terrifying hurricane that swept for miles around.

The white-clothed warlock always kept a close distance from them. In close combat, the warrior was a well-deserved invincible in the same realm.

The warlock's battle is naturally more elegant and graceful. The white-clothed warlock put his foot on the ground and said loudly.

"Earth's murderous intent!"

The formation patterns spread from the soles of his feet, encompassing the fighting warriors. The already devastated ground suddenly shook, forming a terrifying force.

The white-clothed warlock stepped on the ground and shouted again.

"Heavenly murderous intent!"

Suddenly dark clouds rolled in the night sky, electric snakes puffed out, and thunder condensed.

"Human hair kills!"

As the white-clothed warlock said these words, murderous intent appeared in the sky, stars shifted, murderous intent appeared on the earth, dragons and snakes rose from the ground, murderous intent appeared on humans, and the heaven and earth turned upside down. The power of the sky, the terrain, and the power of people merged into one force, rushing towards the man in black robe, putting him in a situation where he was the enemy of the whole world.

The ferocious right arm seemed to be stimulated and actively revived. An indescribable terrifying pressure erupted, and the prominent blood vessels suddenly lit up. The handsome and evil monk held his fist with a sinister smile.

boom! The explosion of the qi machine swallowed up everything. The shock wave turned into a frenzy, spreading in ripples, kicking up dust and gravel, washing away houses in distant places, and annihilating many lives silently.

Amid the muffled groans, the four golden gongs each adopted different defensive methods and used their strength to float away into the distance, not daring to be at the center of the explosion.

When everything calmed down and the figure of the black-robed man had long since disappeared, the four Jinluo men felt relieved, but they couldn't help but feel angry.

"What's this guy like? I mean that arm."

The white-clothed warlock suddenly appeared, with his back to everyone, and asked curiously.

"arm?"

The sword-wielding golden gong was a little dazed, and asked the white-clothed warlock.

"According to my observation, that arm is not his. The demonic energy is so terrifying that I have only seen it in my life."

The white-clothed warlock's voice was heavy, and he exuded a powerful aura. The hem of his clothes was rustling, as if he had not yet calmed down from the previous battle. .

Jiang Lvzhong stared at the back of the white-clothed warlock, with surprise in his eyes, and asked.

"Yang Qianhuan, you have eyes on your back. How did you see them?"

The white-clothed warlock known as Yang Qianhuan said very frankly.

"Before he left, I peeked back."

Jiang Lu was speechless, sighed, and said helplessly.

"Can you turn around and speak properly? You were not like this before."

"Allow me to refuse. Mr. Yang does whatever he wants and doesn't care what anyone thinks."

Yang Qianhuan righteously rejected Jiang Lu's proposal, paused briefly, and then explained the reason.

"I have carefully observed Teacher Jianzheng and Wei Yuan. Haven't you noticed that one of them always likes to stand in the observation hall, with his back to you; the other always likes to sit on the Bagua stage, with his back to us.

"And we will feel that both Wei Yuan and the teacher are very distinguished."

The four Jin Luo suddenly felt that their brains were a little insufficient, and their hearts were filled with the desire to complain. They just looked at Yang Qianhuan who always had his back turned to them, and they didn't know where to complain. .

Jiang Lvzhong shook his head, got rid of all the strange thoughts in his mind, returned to the topic, and speculated.

"It seems that, based on the information currently available, that hand is the sealed object under Sangbo."

"That monk is probably Heng Hui."

The sword-wielding Jin Luo said, "The Jin Luo brothers were talking to each other, making Yang Qianhuan who had just returned to Beijing confused and full of confusion, and curiosity arose in his heart.

"If we can catch him, we can know the whereabouts of Princess Pingyang."

Princess Pingyang? The Princess Pingyang who disappeared more than a year ago? Yang Qianhuan remembered that when the princess disappeared, almost all the Si Tianjian warlocks were dispatched, and there was a lot of noise.

Hearing this, the white-clothed warlock couldn't bear it anymore and asked behind his back.

"It's only been a few days since the Sangbo case happened, but you guys have actually investigated the case so clearly?"

"When did your ability to handle cases become so strong?"

This high-level warlock was full of confusion. Usually such a big case requires the cooperation of multiple departments. Si Tianjian has a special status and will definitely participate. He should also be very clear about the case, but he actually doesn't know this.

"Because the person handling the case this time is Tongluo Xu Qian, you should have heard of his name!"

Yang Yan had a serious look on his face with a bit of pride and pride. Xu Qi'an was his subordinate and was under his command. The Sangbo case was so complicated. In just a few days, Xu Qi'an had investigated everything. Give the watchman a face.

"Xu Qian?!"

Yang Qianhuan's voice rose a little higher. He knew Xu Qi'an. He had known this person just after returning to Si Tianjian. Xu Qi'an actually taught alchemy to the juniors. He was so pushy that he could be called his rival. .

Nangong Rouqian asked fiercely after suffering a big loss in the fight just now.

"What's the origin of that arm?"

"I don't know, but its owner is definitely second grade or above. I don't know much about the martial arts system. Of course, I don't bother to understand either."

Yang Qianhuan's tone was deep, like an invincible and lonely swordsman.

"This man has been away from Beijing for several months, and his condition is getting worse!"

The four golden gongs looked at the fourth-grade white-clothed warlock, speechless, and thought to themselves.

After discussing for a long time, the few people left the wilderness, leaving only a mess on the ground.

A moment later, a figure appeared here, looking down at the mess on the ground, frowning slightly, thinking for a while, and finally left only one sentence that echoed in the air.

"Monk Shenshu's right hand can actually make Henghui, a walking corpse, have the strength of a third-grade warrior. He is worthy of being a fusion of the emotional soul of the Buddha and King Shura!"

"A first-grade Dzogchen martial artist, a half-step martial artist, truly extraordinary. Even the Buddha could not kill him, so he could only be cut into pieces and sealed."

In order to break free from the seal of the Confucian sage, the Buddha tore his soul apart and merged it with his emotions, and injected it into the suppressed King Shura. Part of the soul of the Buddha merged with the remnant soul of King Shura to form a brand new soul. This new soul was the monk Shenshu, who also possessed the Buddha. and the memory of King Shura, so his mind was sometimes confused and unclear.

During the Jiazi era of demons, Monk Shenshu was the husband of the king of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom and the father of the nine-tailed celestial fox. The Buddha promised to accept the demons as long as the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom converted, but the Buddha went back on his word and destroyed the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom. Monk Shenshu was cut into pieces and sealed, and this was how Buddhism flourished.

Monk Shenshu is a first-grade Dzogchen martial artist, a half-step martial arts god, with a complete fusion of essence, energy and spirit. The cells in his body are equipped with array patterns and possess the property of immortality. Every part of the body has a part of the soul. Even if the body is divided, the soul will be taken away and exist as an individual with independent consciousness. It has its own domain, which is the embodiment of the martial artist's own characteristics of the world and can form a disordered space. The Half-Step Martial God is immortal, has endless lifespan, and his combat power is far more powerful than the first-class of other systems. Although it is impossible to defeat the super-class, it is enough to compete with the super-class in a short time. Even the super-class cannot kill it. .

…

At the junction of Taikang County and Changle County, somewhere in the barren mountains, Hengyuan trekked and looked around, as if he was looking for something. The process was inefficient and slow. He told the golden gongs that Henghui only gave him the general location and told him that Princess Pingyang was buried at the root of an old locust tree where three people were hugging each other.

The gold gongs and silver gongs spread out with Heng Yuan as the center, guarding him in the center to prevent him from escaping. Half an hour later, they found the old locust tree. The three silver gongs chopped down the shrubs and weeds under the locust tree. They used their sabers as shovels and dug for a while. The black soil vaguely revealed the white bones.

"Sir, I found it."

Yinluo turned around and shouted excitedly.

"dig it out!"

Nangong Qianrou said in a deep voice, Princess Pingyang's bones were exposed to everyone's eyes little by little. After more than a year, she finally reappeared.

The flesh and blood had rotted away, leaving only a white skeleton with tattered strips of cloth attached to it, which should have been the clothes he wore before his death. In addition, a dull gold hairpin was found between the throat and chest and abdomen of the corpse. She swallowed the hairpin and committed suicide.

"Amitabha."

Hengyuan couldn't bear to look any longer, closed his eyes, and chanted the Buddha's name in pain.

"There is nothing else to prove that this skeleton must belong to Princess Pingyang."

"This is normal."

While the golden gongs were pondering, Xu Qian walked to the locust tree and said very calmly.

“Princess Pingyang will definitely need to disguise herself when she elopes with her lover, and she won’t bring any valuables with her to attract attention from others.

"Let's bury the body first and take it back to the Yamen. Then send someone to inform Prince Yu's Mansion. Prince Yu may recognize this golden hairpin."

After burying the bones, everyone walked towards the outside of the mountain. Jiang Lvzhong patted Xu Qian's shoulder and said.

"well done."

Yang Yan, who didn't like to talk, nodded slightly and said for the first time.

"You are the first to contribute to this case. Even if the Sampo case is not found out in the end, His Majesty will probably absolve you."

[Deceased: Heng Hui]

[Cause of death: Sharp blade pierced the heart (old injury). 】

[Autopsy results: The flesh and internal organs were black and purple, and there were corpse poisons walking among the flesh and blood to protect the body from decay. The walking corpse is also one that has been dead for more than a year. 】

[Dead man: Unknown corpse]

[Height is five feet four inches, female, with well-proportioned bones, no fractures, no signs of poisoning, well-proportioned finger bones, not good at working. 】

In the yamen, Xu Qi'an read the autopsy reports, exchanged them with his wife, and turned into the front hall next to the autopsy room.

The nine golden gongs of the watchmen gathered together. Wei Yuan sat at the top, drinking tea with a solemn expression. Xu Qi'an silently walked behind Wei Yuan, listening to the golden gongs arguing about the true identity of the female corpse, Princess Pingyang and Sang. Contact with the case.

"Wei Gong, gentlemen, King Yu is here."

A subordinate official came in and respectfully reported to Wei Yuan and others.

The golden gongs exchanged glances with each other, and all looked at Wei Yuan. The eunuch in green with gray hair on his temples finished his last sip of tea, looked at the officials, and said gently.

"Please ask King Yu to go to the autopsy room."

After saying that, Wei Yuan put down his cup, sighed, and went to the autopsy room first, followed by everyone in the side hall.

Princess Pingyang was the legitimate daughter of Prince Yu and the niece of Emperor Yuan Jing. Killing the princess was a major crime that would destroy three clans. Even Wei Yuan had to treat her with caution and personally accompany Prince Yu for the autopsy.

Wei Yuan and others arrived outside the autopsy room and did not go in. Instead, they lined up on both sides of the door, waiting for King Yu's arrival.

King Yu was sick and expressionless, but he seemed to have all his expressions gathered together. He was followed by Xu Zisheng, which surprised Wei Yuan.

When he walked outside the door of the autopsy room, King Yu paused for a few seconds, looked back at Xu Zisheng, and said to him.

"Come in with me!"

Xu Zisheng nodded and followed closely. Wei Yuan glanced at Xu Zisheng, signaled to the nine golden gongs, and walked in at the same time. The nine golden gongs were waiting outside. They did not have enough status to go in.

As for Xu Qi'an, he was just a Tongluo. Although he solved the case, he was not qualified to intervene. He stared deeply at Xu Zisheng's back, and a realization came into his heart.

"No wonder I always feel that there is a force behind Princess Pingyang's case pushing me. It turns out it was him. Is this a counterattack launched by the Xungui Group against the Civil Service Group?"

The autopsy room has excellent lighting, and the bright sunlight passes through the lattice windows, leaving uniform light spots on the ground. King Yu saw the corpses placed on the wooden bed at a glance. At this moment, this elegant man actually had the urge to escape from this place.

But as a father, his obsession still prompted King Yu to slowly walk over. Although the bones were rotten and his original appearance could not be seen clearly, King Yu still recognized her original identity at a glance. This was his daughter Pingyang. Princess, blood is thicker than water, he already felt it in his heart.