Chapter 196 Intrigue and deception early the village meeting hall, a charred corpse covered with a straw mat was placed. Zhuge Yunlan reported to the old man: "Village chief, the person has been brought back." "it is good" The village chief's heart slowly settled down. "This witch not only stole the Qi Men, but also stole the divine machine. She also used several magical instruments in the fight last night." "If we really let her grow up, we don't know what kind of trouble she will cause in the future." Zhuge Yunlan felt fortunate that he arrived in time last night. "A magical machine?" The village chief's face changed slightly, and he finally sighed. The Wu Hou lineage passed down the Qimen to males and the Shenji to females. The ambition of this girl from a different family was beyond his expectations. She could achieve this level not only because of her good talent, but also with the secret support of Zhuge Yunhui. It would be impossible for Tian Xiaodie to do it alone. "Call your fifth brother to me."
The old man, who was nearly 100 years old, was really angry this time. To privately spread the legend was already a serious crime, and to also learn the divine machine was too much to be outrageous. When Zhuge Yunhui received the notice and rushed to the meeting hall, he saw the charred corpse under the straw mat. He felt sick and a huge sense of uneasiness surged in his heart. "Big brother?" "Village Chief, what is this?" "See for yourself." The old man said coldly, his face turned pale and he wished he could kill the coward with his own hands. The clan rules are strict, and privately telling the story of the clan is considered treason. Yesterday, he let Zhuge Yunhui go for the sake of their young child, but today, he learned that this boy had also stolen the magic weapon, and the last bit of kindness in his heart was wiped out. "Village Chief, no... no, didn't you promise me?!" Zhuge Yunhui was filled with fear. He knelt on the ground for a long time, and stretched out his trembling right hand towards the straw mat. When he lifted a corner, he saw the bloody and dim scene. In an instant, his heart was deeply broken, he cried loudly, and with a look of hatred on his face, he asked: "You! Didn't you say you would give her a chance to live?" "It's to give her a chance to live, but once she leaves Zhuge Village, her life or death will be another matter." "what!!!" Zhuge Yunhui stood up madly and punched his brother hard. In a rage, he roared loudly and had already lost his mind. "boom!" Zhuge Yunlan did not indulge him. His large calloused hand instantly grasped the incoming fist bone, dissipating the force while dragging him forward, using Zhuge Yunhui's shoulder as a fulcrum, turning him upside down and throwing him to the ground. "Have you forgotten who taught you to practice?" "You're useless! You're such a disgrace." Zhuge Yunlan pressed down on Zhuge Yunhui's head with one hand, and no matter how hard he struggled, he was unable to move at all. "How many ancestors have worked hard to pass down the unique skills and magic of the clan?" "You are so generous. You passed them all to your wife. What right do you have?"
"I tell you, you are not qualified yet." Zhuge Yunlan became angrier as he spoke. The eldest brother is like a father. Ever since his parents passed away, he has been taking care of his other brothers and sisters. He never thought that there would be a day when his fifth brother would disregard the clan rules, repeatedly commit serious crimes, and even attack him. He could not help but be extremely disappointed. "Boom!" followed by a roar of anger. The stone bricks on the ground could not withstand the huge force and suddenly cracked. Zhuge Yunhui's face was completely sunken between the shattered bricks, bleeding profusely, and even his struggling movements were stiff. “Yunlan! Let go, don’t take the life of this evil creature.” Seeing this, the village chief, fearing that someone might be killed, hurriedly stopped it. "If you disobey me again, I will never forgive you." Zhuge Yunlan warned sternly and loosened his right hand. Zhuge Yunhui was his fifth brother, so he was unwilling to use heavy hands. If anyone else had provoked him like this, their heads would have been crushed. "Brother..why..woooo" "Xiao Die, she is...your sister-in-law. Why are you crying?" Zhuge Yunhui's heart was bleeding, and densely packed scenes of his past life emerged in his mind. When he got married, his eldest brother was still busy with their wedding, taking care of every detail. However, now he has destroyed their family with his own hands. The shattering of his facial bones and forehead made Zhuge Yunhui more sober. He was deeply trapped in a conflict and cried helplessly and sadly. On one side was his wife who shared every joy and sorrow with him and the mother of his children, and on the other side was his brother who acted like a father. No matter what choice he made, he would regret it. "That's enough! That witch is not my sister-in-law." "If she knew that I was a member of the Zhuge family, then why didn't she think about our situation when she swore brotherhood with us? Think about you, think about me, and think about your nephew who is still in the Trinity Sect!!!" Zhuge Yunlan's words once again made Zhuge Yunhui silent. He could not find any reason to refute. At this time, the village chief saw the brothers killing each other and didn't want to delay any longer, so he sighed and said: "Zhuge Yunhui, I will ban all the Zhuge family's tricks from you." "From now on, there is no place for you here." "As for the baby, if you are willing to keep him, we will take good care of him. When he grows up, we will tell him that his parents are dead. Of course, if you want to take him away and let him live with you in this chaotic world and go hungry, we will not stop you." "No! Village chief, the child can't go out with this evil creature." Zhuge Yunlan persuaded anxiously. If such a young child caught a cold outside, his life would be in danger. In his opinion, although the baby's parents were bastards, the one-year-old baby was innocent and there was no need for him to be implicated and suffer. "Good village chief, I will go with my child." "Don't worry about it, brother." Zhuge Yunhui was willing to be punished. He was wrapped in excruciating grief and didn't want to stay in the village for even a moment. "Bastard!"
"You selfish bastard, you let your child suffer with you." The village chief raised his hand, signaling Zhuge Yunlan not to be impatient. After a moment's deliberation, he said, "Alas." "You parents are so irresponsible. It will be unlucky for your children to be with you." "How about this, the child stays in the village. We will raise him for you until he is three years old. Your little sister will take care of him. If you are still alive and come back in two years, you can take him away." "Thank you, Village Chief." Zhuge Yunhui curled up on the ground, his tears gradually dried up, and he looked heartbroken. He heard the implicit meaning of the words. The village chief promised him that if he died accidentally outside, the child would still be raised by them. In addition, he also believed that his eldest brother was an upright person and would not vent his and his wife's guilt on his children. Immediately, the village chief leaned over and stretched out his withered right hand. A silver-blue magic pattern lit up and pressed against Zhuge Yunhui's brow, injecting a restriction that turned into invisible chains, spreading from the brain to the limbs and bones, continuously binding him. From now on, if he dared to use the Zhuge family's methods by force, he would die on the spot. After doing all this, the old man waved his hand tiredly and said, "Yunlan, send him away." "it is good." Quan Xing’s stronghold, the gambling house. Inside the luxurious and simple wing, there was opera singer playing music. Gu Qi'an was lying on the soft sofa, and the pleasant singing made him drowsy. When he caught a familiar sound of footsteps in the noisy environment and smelled the faint smell of decay in the air, he couldn't help but frown: "That's all, let's stop here today. Go down." The young man, who had no interest at all, said something softly, and the actors present felt relieved, bowed one after another, and left in a hurry. After a while, a group of Japanese strangers walked out of the spacious door with carved patterns. The old man in the lead was wearing a blue-gray kimono, wooden shoes, and a sword on his waist. He walked slowly forward, landed on the sofa next to the young man, and negotiated with him. "Gu Jun, I have prepared what you want." "The method of refining impure fire." "The secret scroll for cultivating the water of immortality." "Complete Thunder and Flame Breathing Technique." Miyazawa Nagaichi took out three yellowed scriptures from his arms with his withered right hand. His eyes, as deep as a lake, revealed a terrible sense of oppression. He just looked at the lazy young man calmly. "Oh? Really?" Gu Qi'an stretched his muscles, slowly stood up, and muttered: "Mr. Gongze, can I verify something?" "it is good." The old man replied in a deep voice without any strange expression. Gu Qi'an took the three scriptures and slowly spread them out. Row after row of complicated and obscure Japanese words came into view. a long time. Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye. Gu Qi'an withdrew his gaze from the scriptures and raised a happy smile: "Miaomiao. Wonderful. Mr. Miyazawa is so generous."
"Mr. Gu, it's time for you to fulfill your promise." The old man said indifferently. “Here’s the good stuff.” Gu Qi'an waved his right hand, and a sheepskin drawing appeared out of thin air, but he did not give it to the old man immediately, but reminded him: "I can give you the map, but Mr. Miyazawa, I don't know how many of you will die. If you have the guts to break in, you can destroy the geomantic omen inside." "Well, it has nothing to do with you." The old man groaned for a moment. "Then it will be a pleasure to cooperate." Gu Qi'an laughed heartily and threw the parchment drawing to the old man. "Snapped." Miyazawa Nagaichi spread it out for inspection, his cold eyes swept across it, memorizing the contents of the map in his mind, and a cluster of blood-black flames ignited, burning the map to ashes in an instant. "Gu Jun, I look forward to meeting you next time." "Of course, if you manage to come out alive, we can have a drink and chat together." The young man smiled happily. "Goodbye." The old man stood up and left without saying anything else. "Hey! Mr. Miyazawa, we have found out what happened last time. It was those guys from the Tang Sect. If you have time, why don't you go and take a look?" "it is good." The old man never looked back, but just kept walking, and the rest of the Japanese strangers followed him and left. After they went downstairs and walked away, a transparent figure hiding beside the young man asked in confusion: "Master, did you really give them the map recording the dragon veins?" "Huh? How could I have something like that?" "I just made some minor changes. The location I marked for them is a very dangerous place I've been to before. You can go there but you can't come back alive." A cold light flashed in Gu Qin'an's eyes, and the three scriptures in his hands shattered into countless pieces. "But this old guy is really patient. Nothing he gave me was reliable. He was just fooling me." "Then why don't you expose this old ghost?" The transparent figure was suddenly surprised. "There's no need for that, just let them die." "If I hadn't stolen these secret techniques when I was in Japan, I would have gone astray if I had practiced according to the scriptures given by the old ghost." Gu Qi'an smiled wantonly, sitting with his horse and sword in his arms, and sighed: "This old guy wants me dead, and I want him dead too. So, we're even now." "By the way, Master, we haven't found the whereabouts of Wu Gensheng, but we have caught a traitor who swore brotherhood with him." "Gao Gen? Or Gu Jiting?" Gu Qi'an was slightly curious and said casually, "Bring him here, I will interrogate him personally." (End of this chapter)