Chapter 15 Ren Dan

The flame trembled and hissed. An Bochen shivered and felt a little cold in the room.

Taking a deep breath, An Bochen turned around and saw a tall figure emerging from the haze next to the pillar. The blue candlelight fell on the man. His long white hair was as heavy as water and draped over his shoulders. At this time, he was looking at "Li Gongzi" with no expression on his face and no longer said anything.

When he saw the appearance of the person, An Bochen's heart thumped, and his face suddenly turned pale.

The old man An Bochen is very familiar with him. It is difficult for others to see him, but An Bochen has seen him a hundred times in the past four years.

The right prime minister of the State of Liu, who leads 300,000 households in the south, can wear a sword in the upper hall, and the king does not worship. The Duke of Huo, who was crowned by Emperor Kuang, is also the most close minister of Prince Li.

A general shakes his arms and shouts, eight hundred children come out, and walk in Liujing at night, the first achievement in the ages.

Seven-year-old children in Liu can be catchy. How can An Bochen not know? In terms of meritorious deeds, no one can compare with the literature and martial arts of the Manchu Dynasty. In terms of prestige, even if the whole Da Kuang Dynasty can be compared with him, there are only a few veterans. In those years, when Emperor Da Kuang was on an expedition overseas, Duke Huo was only a general. He was ordered to explore the enemy's situation. He happened to meet the enemy's front army and retreated. He was trapped by the enemy in the mountain gorge for half a month. Da Kuang thought that the Duke of Huo was killed in the battle. Until one day, a scout picked up a bamboo tube from the river outside the barracks. There was a blood book of the Duke of Huo in it, which recorded the distribution of the enemy army, and asked Emperor Kuang for orders. The main force of the Kuang army raided the side of the enemy, and he led only 500 troops to sneak up the enemy's rear army. Land.

That battle was the battle of the Kuang Dynasty Expeditionary Force to turn the situation around, and it was also the famous battle of the Duke of Huo.

When the Duke of Huo led 30 exhausted children of the State of Liu, sang the war song of the Kuang Dynasty and stepped on the blood-like remnantshine horse to turn around, the allied forces of the thirteen princes of Da Kuang avoided the horse and raised their spears to show their respect. And Emperor Kuang personally came out of the door, took the golden helmet, filled the strong wine, and paid salute to the blood-stained general of Liu.

If it hadn't been for the wisdom of the State of Huo, he would have drifted in a bamboo tube in a desperate place to report the enemy's situation. If it hadn't been for the risk of killing the enemy's rear army regardless of the shortage of soldiers and major generals, more than three million Da Kuang's allied forces would have crossed the sea majestically, retreated in dismay, and laugh at the history books.

General Huo is full of wisdom and courage, and he is not surprised. He is really my pillar.

This is the original words of Emperor Kuang. The sound outside the string is very obvious. Since he is the pillar of Da Kuang, he has to go back to Liu. Unfortunately, Emperor Kuang was still too late to recruit the Duke of Huo, so he was seriously ill. After returning to Kyoto, he died within three years.

In the Liu opera, the battle of the Duke of Huo's fame is extremely exaggerated. Seven-year-old children can tell it vividly, which is also one of An Bochen's favorite plays. In the past, when the Duke of the State came to Moyunlou to talk to the prince for drinking, An Bochen would always salute with great respect.

But tonight, An Bochen could no longer call out the Duke of the country as respectfully as before. He never thought that in just more than a day, the play arranged by him and the red girl was exposed, and it was still the god of the Liu Kingdom with countless legendary stories.

It's over. The Duke must think that I murdered the prince. Now I can't argue... What will he do with me? Go to the vegetable market to kill the head... No, it's not that simple. The prince died. This is a serious crime of nine clans... Dad, mother, Li Xiaoguan...

An Bochen stood in a daze, motionless as if he were a wooden stake.

He should have thought that there would be such a day, at least he should worry about it, but somehow, he stayed beside the girl who smiled like a flower and called herself "red girl". He always felt very relaxed. All the troubles were thrown away, and he never thought that the play would be exposed.

"What a courage!"

The old man's low shouts seemed to be thundering on the flat ground, and it exploded in An Bochen's ear. The strong momentum hit. An Bochen seemed to be on the edge of the huge waves, and the dullness on his face swept away, revealing a strong shock. The next moment, he flew backwards out. As soon as he flew three feet, he was picked up in mid-air by an invisible big hand.

An Bochen's body was stiff, and he saw a white light faintly flowing around his body, and the old man opposite looked indifferent.

"The prince... It's not me..."

An Bochen tried his best to defend himself. Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the Duke of Huo.

"Is that Wang Xiner?"

An Bochen was stunned, but there was no time to be curious at this time, just nodding.

"It's actually a joint."

Duke Huo muttered to himself, his eyebrows were slightly condensed, as if he was a little puzzled. After a blink of an eye, he looked at An Bochen again and asked.

"Where is the girl who controls this puppet?"

Yes, the red girl is next door. She should control "Li Gongzi", but why is the prince always giggling? If it weren't for this, how could Duke Huo expose it so easily...

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and An Bochen resisted not going to the Tibetan Jade Hall.

"I don't know."

For a long time, An Bochen blushed and said in a low voice.

"Why are you doing this?"

For a long time, Duke Huo asked in a low voice.

An Bochen is the calligrapher of Li Gongzi. As the first regular guest of Moyun Building, how can Duke Huo not know him? But the little servant who served tea and water used to be stupid. He blushed at a glance. He would not do such a bold thing today... Seeing that the State of Liu is small, who will hide his death from Mr. Li, and also work with the thief to make a fake son and deceive the top and the bottom. If it hadn't been for the clarification of An Bochen's family background, Huo Guo would have regarded An Bochen as a leftist.

The little servant actually turned his back to the master to seek glory. What else can he do but fame and fortune?

With a trace of cold light in his eyes, Duke Huo suddenly stretched out his hand and patted An Bochen on the abdomen.

It's the same as when he was in the Rosefinch Martial Arts Hall in the daytime. An Bochen only felt that his abdomen was hot and burning, but he couldn't move.

"It's not a bottomless hole... It's really weird."

Duke Huo said to himself, and suddenly raised his arm in An Bochen's uncertain eyes.

"The death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be avoided. If you want to practice, there will be no possibility from now on. Send a message to your accomplices and say that I will come back tomorrow.

When the words fell, An Bochen flew backwards out and looked up again. The lights in the attic were lit, and there was no figure of Duke Huo.

As soon as An Bochen wanted to get up, he felt that his lower abdomen seemed to burn, and the pain was unbearable.

In a faint time, An Bochen faintly saw a fierce white fire like a mountain in his abdomen, rushing to his navel.

"Death can be avoided, and living can't escape. If you want to practice, there will be no possibility from now on..."

The words of Duke Huo before he left echoed in his ears. An Bochen's head "buzzed" and his eyes were dull.

He is going to abolish my Shenque acupoint...

However, before An Bochen's despair, something unexpected happened to him. Two silver-white fire lights came out of the Shenque cave and hit the white fire heavily. In a blink of an eye, they bounced half an inch each, and then fought together.

In terms of cultivation, the Duke of Huo is far more than Liu, but what he left in An Bochen's body is only ordinary white fire, while what Liu left behind is two extremely rare fine fires. The two fine fires can resist the white fire of Duke Huo. For a while, it is difficult to distinguish between high and low, and An Bochen's acupoint is also temporarily preserved.

The two sides fought in the lower abdomen. Although An Bochen had no worries about his life, he was in unbearable pain.

Fine sweat appeared on his forehead. An Bochen clenched his teeth and struggled hard. Yu Guang inadvertently fell to the Tibetan jade hall beside him. An Bochen's eyelids jumped, and he couldn't help cursing secretly in his heart. I was suffering here, and the girl was still sleeping... Yes, the red girl knows so much that maybe she can save me.

The girl's sweet smile floated in front of him. An Bochen seemed to see a life-saving straw and stumbled to the Tibetan Jade Hall.

As soon as he opened the door, he only heard a "bang", but a wooden basin full of water fell from the top of the door, drenched him.

His eyelids twitched for a while. An Bochen looked at the wooden basin at his feet with a blue face, and saw a line of words written upside down - so that you are not allowed to come in, hum, little pervert!

An Bochen couldn't laugh or cry. Of course, his abdomen was so painful that he couldn't laugh even if he wanted to laugh.

"Red brush..."

Taking a step forward, An Bochen just opened his mouth and felt that the soles of his feet were slipping. He didn't stand firmly and fell to the ground with a plop.

An Bochen gasped and turned his head. What he didn't see was a piece of soybeans, and there was a note on the door half a foot ago - you dare to step forward again!

Trembling, An Bochen's eyes were dull, and he had no temper about the "trap" laid by the red girl. Taking a breath, he endured the pain and tried to look at it. There was no one in the Tibetan jade hall, only the large bathtub and the curtain fluttering in the window with the wind.

It turned out that she was not here. She should have thought about it long ago...

Carefully propped up his body, An Bochen bent down and took two steps back.

The two fires in the abdomen fought excitedly, and the war spread, pulling bursts of pain in the internal organs. An Bochen had no master, and his heart was already desperate.

The cold night wind blew through the window lattice, and the pages of the book flew away.

Wait... Water can put out the fire, and the prince wrote the word "water" under my name.

There was chaos in his mind, and An Bochen didn't have time to think deeply. He staggered to the window and suddenly grabbed the book "Da Kuang Ghost Talk".

“...... When Zhang Sheng entered the hall, he saw four people in the hall, who were also hairy like him. Five people talked, one fell into the well, drank water to satisfy his hunger, and one fell into the fire pit and ate the belly of fire fruit..."

An Bochen was so anxious that he didn't have time to watch them nagging, turning several pages to the end.

“...... The five people talked about each other and were about to come out hand in hand. They saw a person coming out from the back of the hall and smiled. It was wonderful. The elixir of the five people had gathered together, and the opportunity to become immortality is today. When the words fell, the Taoist turned into a big worm with a gorgeous head. He swallowed the five people into his stomach one by one, and then flew away..."

After reading the volume, An Bochen was stunned on the spot, his face was full of disbelief, and the pain in his abdomen seemed to have weakened a little.

As far as the eye could see, the letter of the four servants trembled with the wind, and the four big characters of gold, wood, water and earth turned into a sharp needle, which deeply pierced the bottom of the teenager's heart.