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No, it wasn't the Wen family. Wen Su felt a chill emanating from the mansion in front of him. After taking out a talisman that could detect the strength of Yin energy, the talisman began to burn intensely, indicating that there was a strong Yin energy here.
Where is this?
When Wen Su looked at the soul-guiding talisman in his hand again, the firelight had disappeared, indicating that Zhou Ziqiu was here at this moment.
He surveyed the Wen family's surroundings, slowly stepped across the threshold, stuffed the white box into the storage bag at his waist, and then activated the dagger.
As he gradually entered, Wen Su's sense of crisis intensified.
The situation is not good.
As the first white ghost money and red wedding money fell from the sky, Wen Su reacted quickly and used his blood to draw a Yang Protection Array on the ground in case of emergency. The Yang Protection Array is a protective array formed by yang blood, which can ward off evil spirits. However, since Wen Su did not have any copper coins on him, he dripped a lot of blood in the place where copper coins should have been placed, and the effect was not much different from the original.
A completely black coffin and a red sedan chair appeared at opposite ends of the main hall, with the coffin opening facing the sedan chair opening, sandwiching Wen Su between them.
A white-robed man in a straw raincoat and hat sat cross-legged on the dark coffin, his eyes closed and his fingers outstretched and interlaced. The bridal sedan chair opposite him had no red curtains, and one could see at a glance that a person in a red wedding dress and a red veil was also sitting upright inside, but his face was not visible, and his fingers were also outstretched and interlaced like the white-robed man's.
When Wen Su saw the white-robed man clearly, his heart skipped a beat—the white-robed man was none other than Zhou Ziqiu!
What on earth is going on?!
Wen Su gripped the dagger tightly in his hand, quickly took a step, and threw the Ghost Talisman to both sides at the same time.
The talisman moved swiftly, its yin energy even stronger. The talisman aimed at Hong Sha struck her, causing her to stagger. However, the talisman aimed at Zhou Ziqiu only flew a few steps before bursting into flames in mid-air, burning completely in a single breath. The remaining yin energy then struck Wen Su directly—
"Bang!"
Suddenly facing Zhou Ziqiu, Wen Su was caught off guard by the overwhelming Yin energy. He was sent flying by the Yin energy and crashed to the ground. His teeth hit the flesh in his mouth, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. Not only that, but his throat also felt bloody and itchy. After coughing a few times, he coughed up bloody saliva.
But this was no time to relax. Wen Su struggled to turn around on the ground to avoid Zhou Ziqiu's attack that split the floor, and quickly picked up the dagger that had fallen to the ground and stabbed it into Zhou Ziqiu's forehead.
But then a hurricane struck, and Wen Su swiftly stabbed Zhou Ziqiu in the forehead with his dagger, kicked him away, and with a backflip, dodged Hong Sha's attack while retreating into the Yang Protection Array he had just drawn.
The Crimson Demon attacked the Yang Protection Array, but she couldn't break through the array drawn by Wen Su and was only bounced several meters away. Zhou Ziqiu was stabbed in the forehead, but he didn't scream. His eyes were still closed, but his movements were slightly sluggish.
Wen Su discovered that since the start of the fight, Zhou Ziqiu had not taken out his long sword even once, and even the attack that had just struck him was with his ghost claw.
Why?
Zhou Ziqiu, where's your knife?
At the same time, Zhou Ziqiu coldly watched the scene of "brotherly affection and respect" in front of him.
Dressed in imperial attire, Zhou Gushan smiled and placed freshly prepared tea and snacks from the palace in front of him. Seeing that he still didn't eat, he asked curiously, "Qinghe, why aren't you eating? Is it because of the hot weather that you have no appetite? Tell the palace maids to bring some ice."
Even after the ice was brought over, Zhou Ziqiu still didn't move. Seeing this, Zhou Gushan reached out and touched his forehead. After a moment, he withdrew his hand and asked in confusion, "You don't have a fever, so why aren't you eating?"
Turning his head again, Zhou Gushan saw Zhou Ziqiu stand up and asked, "Qinghe, what's wrong?"
Zhou Ziqiu raised his hand, summoned his long sword, and placed it against Zhou Gushan's neck.
Zhou Gushan cried out in alarm, and the servants around him hurriedly knelt on the ground, repeatedly shouting that his prince should stop and that his prince should not do it. Even the guards with swords surrounded him.
"Qinghe, what's wrong? Did I do something wrong?"
Zhou Ziqiu remained silent, but looked at the group of kneeling maids and servants around him and laughed: "I never thought I would become a prince."
"Good Qinghe, you are naturally a prince of the Zhou Dynasty. Put down your knife and let's talk things over." Zhou Gushan's voice trembled slightly.
Turning his gaze back to Zhou Gushan with icy coldness, Zhou Ziqiu finally spoke to him: "Is that so? Let's talk this out. You weren't like this back then."
"You killed your own parents and framed your own brother. Zhou Gushan, you didn't say anything about talking things out when you were killing us." Zhou Ziqiu's eyes turned fierce as he mentioned his father and mother. "My life is not worth cherishing, but why did you have to harm my father and mother? Why?"
"Qinghe, what are you saying? I don't understand." Zhou Gushan didn't understand what was happening. He even disregarded his imperial dignity and knelt on the ground, begging Zhou Ziqiu to let him go.
Zhou Ziqiu stood in front of Zhou Gushan, and the roles in the scene from a thousand years ago had been reversed.
"Ha..." Zhou Ziqiu, unwilling to listen to Zhou Gushan's words any longer, raised his knife and severed Zhou Gushan's neck.
Warm blood was splattered all over him, even his face was stained with blood.
"Who else wants to come?"
......
Zhou Ziqiu suddenly resumed his movements, and the powerful Yin energy shattered the golden light rising from the Yang protective array. Wen Su himself was also affected by the backlash of the array, and he felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.
But having suffered internal injuries, he had no time to rest and had to roll on the spot to dodge Zhou Ziqiu's follow-up attack. His fingers moved quickly, his eyes were fixed on Zhou Ziqiu, and then, the moment Zhou Ziqiu attacked him again, he pulled out his dagger and slapped his palm on Zhou Ziqiu's chest!
The wondrous arts of the Five Elements unfold in the Purple Palace, where a seasoned general wields divine weapons. A single division of Yin and Yang transforms into five; understanding this profound principle reveals true spiritual power. The splendor of the Five Emperors bursts forth in the Golden Palace, while the twenty-four divine children play jade-like melodies. Since ancient times, cultivation has had no magic formula; even the most valiant and devoted heart can sink into depravity.
Wen Su actually formed the Five Elements Technique in an instant!
The Five Elements Technique is divided into Wood Palm, Fire Palm, Metal Palm, Water Palm, and Earth Palm. It is applied to magic according to the principle of mutual generation and restraint of the five elements to achieve the expected purpose. It is a very basic magic technique. However, it is rare to be able to form all five palms in an instant by using the corresponding element palms individually. It requires a great deal of dexterity of the fingers and proficiency.
Each of the five palms can gather a spiritual pearl in its center. The process from the formation of the pearl to the ignition of its radiance and its completion places relatively high demands on the caster's skill; the higher the skill, the faster the radiance appears. However, just now, there was no light in Wen Su's palm. This was not because his skill was insufficient, but rather—
His speed was too fast. From the formation of the spirit pearl to the burst of light, it was only a moment. The moment the flames burst, he slapped them into Zhou Ziqiu's body. It was a moment that was difficult for the naked eye to capture, but it was real and entered Zhou Ziqiu's body.
The five elements generate and restrain each other, and when two elements restrain each other, they generate each other. The struggle is endless, and all these struggles take place within Zhou Ziqiu's body. This process will continuously consume Zhou Ziqiu's Yin energy.
Sure enough, Zhou Ziqiu immediately stopped what he was doing.
However, Wen Su's hand only touched Zhou Ziqiu's chest for a moment before he immediately let go, because Hong Sha attacked again from the side.
Wen Su clicked his tongue softly. This Red Fiend wasn't strong, but he had a strong recovery ability.
He dodged Hong Sha's attack, while simultaneously thrusting his dagger fiercely into Hong Sha's exposed back. The blade, imbued with malevolent energy, sparked upon contact with the yin energy, the scorching heat making one want to drop it. However, Wen Su exerted force with his arm, driving the dagger deep into Hong Sha's body. Instantly, Hong Sha let out a shrill scream, his form dissipating significantly. Clearly, Wen Su's attack had taken effect.
Zhou Ziqiu's movements paused for only a moment before he pounced again. Wen Su kicked Hong Sha away while retreating, and Zhou Ziqiu missed his target.
This life-or-death battle could not be stopped for a moment. Wen Su retreated to the coffin and stretched out his hand, which had been cut by the dagger, to quickly draw the Chi Shen Ling on the coffin lid.
"The Primordial Beginning brings peace and tranquility, and proclaims this to all spirits. True officials of mountains and rivers, spirits of the land and gods. Left and right altars of the gods of the land and grain, do not be alarmed. Return to the righteous path, and purify both inside and outside. Each in their proper place, guard the altar. The Supreme One commands that evil spirits be hunted down. Guardian deities protect the recitation of scriptures. Take refuge in the Great Way, and may all be prosperous, beneficial, and virtuous."
As the incantation was completed, Wen Su slapped the coffin lid with one palm, and the huge coffin lid was sent flying straight towards Zhou Ziqiu. The newly drawn "Spirit Command" on the coffin lid burst out with a huge golden light, which made him unable to move. He was knocked away by the rushing coffin lid and pressed to the ground.
At the same time, the red demon rushed in front of Wen Su again, its five fingers reaching for Wen Su's throat. If this blow hit, Wen Su's neck would be snapped immediately!
......
"Sailing?"
Zhou Ziqiu looked at the boy running from a distance. No, he was no longer a boy, but a tall and slender young man, but his features were similar to those in Zhou Ziqiu's memory.
"Qinghe, what are you doing?!"
Xie Xingzhou stared in horror at the head in Zhou Ziqiu's hand and the blood all over his body, seemingly unable to understand why Zhou Qinghe, who had always respected and loved his elder brother, would suddenly kill him.
Zhou Ziqiu pressed his face. No, he wasn't Xie Xingzhou.
Xie Xingzhou is dead; he buried the boy's body himself.
Seeing that Zhou Ziqiu remained silent, Xie Xingzhou stepped forward, grabbed Zhou Ziqiu's shoulders, and shook him repeatedly, as if trying to wake his friend: "Qinghe, Qinghe? What's wrong with you? Why did you do this?"
Zhou Ziqiu tightened his grip on the long sword, looking at Xie Xingzhou, whose face showed genuine concern for him.
He could bring himself to harm Zhou Gushan, but he couldn't bring himself to harm this person, even though he knew it was fake.
"...Don't worry about me." After a while, Zhou Ziqiu finally spoke in a hoarse voice, reaching out to push Xie Xingzhou away, but Xie Xingzhou grabbed his hand instead.
"Qinghe, come with me. I'll take you to turn yourself in. They'll definitely be lenient with you." With that, Xie Xingzhou tried to pull Zhou Ziqiu's hand away.
These words immediately stunned Zhou Ziqiu, as if struck by lightning.
Is this what Xingzhou would say in his memory?
No, that's not what the boatmen would say.
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