Chapter 413 Go to Buzhou Mountain and draw your sword!

To be more precise, he is the benefactor of him and his elder brother.

At that time, he and his elder brother were injured in the course of work and were in the wilderness. If they had not met a benefactor and been rescued, they would have been dead.

The benefactor was a wealthy businessman from Western Chu, who had always hated Nan Yuanxiang and blamed her, thinking that it was Nan Yuanxiang who had snatched away the big business with the Western Regions.

If it weren't for Nan Yuanxiang, this big business would be his, and the opportunity to make money would also be his.

He wanted to help his benefactor vent his anger.

It happened that his eldest brother, the Lord of Mucheng, died suddenly and inexplicably, and a caravan of merchants from the Western Regions passed by the place where he died. They were about to trade goods with Nan Yuanxiang, so he took advantage of the situation and came up with such a plan to use his eldest brother's death to repay his gratitude.

Therefore, I hope that the people from Dali Temple will find my brother’s body.

If you look for it carefully, you will definitely find it.

"No? Check it out again?" The Chief Justice of the Dali Temple had no idea what this man was thinking. He was just doing his job seriously.

"Yes, sir."

The people accompanying the case went to investigate again.

But it was no use searching any further, there was no body.

"Sir, I'm sure there isn't."

"I saw it too." The Dali Temple official nodded in understanding and looked at the people in Mucheng, "I think you saw it too. There is no body."

"how so?"

“It shouldn’t be like this!”

Several people shook their heads, unable to accept this result.

The same goes for the brother of the Lord of Mucheng who is hiding in the crowd.

He clenched his fists, veins faintly visible on the back of his hands. He was unwilling to accept that after planning for so many days, he could not help his benefactor, and his elder brother could not rest in peace soon.

Nan Yuanxiang said tiredly, "Minister of the Dali Temple, please go back and investigate why these people insist that the body of the Lord of Mucheng is in my cargo, and why they are so sure that the Lord of Mucheng's death is related to me."

"Yes, Miss Nan."

The Dali Temple Minister really took his people away and went back to investigate these two matters.

In addition to the few people from Mucheng who suddenly appeared, Luxixi was also invited to the Dali Temple.

Luxixi and several people from Mucheng were imprisoned in the Dali Temple.

Lu Xixi not only failed to help others harm Nan Yuanxiang, but also sent himself to jail. Next, he is likely to face various interrogations and may even be tortured.

When Luxixi thought of this, her scalp tingled and she felt flustered.

He was most afraid of pain and did not want to be tortured or interrogated.

How can I avoid this disaster?

Moreover, the cell was dirty, smelly, dark, damp, and full of rats, which made his scalp tingle. He had never experienced such a hard life before, and he couldn't stand it for even a day.

Luxixi paced back and forth in the cell anxiously, even fantasizing that the mysterious man in red would suddenly appear and rescue him.

He was helping the mysterious man in red. Now that he is in trouble, the mysterious man in red cannot just ignore him.

Of course not.

The mysterious man in red came, but he changed into a jailer's uniform, sneaked into the cell, and brought food, only to Luxixi.

Luxixi was hungry, so he ate the meal as soon as it was handed to him without even looking at who brought him the meal.

But after he took a few bites, he felt stomachache, couldn't speak, and had blood in his mouth.

He was poisoned.

There was no one in the surrounding cells and no guards, so no one could save him.

He stared at the person who brought him the food with his eyes wide open unwillingly, pointed at him with a trembling finger, and said, "You...you hurt me, you are, you are..."

He had only seen the mysterious man in red late at night and had never seen his face clearly, but he vaguely remembered his general appearance. This man really looked like the mysterious man in red.

No, he is the mysterious man in red.

He came, but not to save him.

He came to silence the witnesses to prevent the matter from being exposed.

The moment Luxixi died, she suddenly felt very regretful. She regretted cooperating with the mysterious man in red and helping to smuggle those three boxes of contraband salt. In the end, she failed to harm Nan Yuanxiang and ended up harming herself.

After Luxixi died, Dong Buhan managed to turn her over and pretend that she was sleeping on the ground, then left in a rage.

This time, his plan failed again.

Dong Buhan was very angry, and he couldn't suppress his rage in his heart.

After going out, he stood on the street, blowing in the night wind for a long time. He caught a cold, sneezed several times in succession, and had a runny nose. He had no choice but to go back.

As he walked, he thought, how should he snatch Jiujiu from Dijiang?

I heard that they are about to get married. If he doesn't hurry up, it will be difficult for him to have another chance in the future.

The more Dong Buhan thought about it, the more anxious he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't suppress the possessiveness and pain in his heart.

Why is he in so much pain?

Why?

He had lived for so many years and had never felt such pain.

Only after he realized that he fell in love with the girl, he began to suffer such pain every now and then.

He felt very uncomfortable, but was deeply trapped in it and didn't want to break free.

Dong Buhan felt that he had changed.

He no longer recognized him.

"Hehe." Dong Buhan laughed twice, then suddenly knelt on the ground, pressed his hands on the ground, and looked at the ground in frustration.

The blows of repeated failures, as well as the blow of his beloved about to become someone else's bride, all lingered in his mind, lingering and tormenting him.

After kneeling for an unknown amount of time and feeling uncomfortable, Dong Buhan finally stood up.

His eyes were filled with a fierce determination to refuse to admit defeat. He murmured, "I don't recognize this result."

"I'm going to Mount Buzhou to retrieve the legendary and feared Longyuan Sword."

"That sword is a relic of the Xuanmen ancestor. It has the power to kill Buddhas and slay demons. Ordinary people are completely unable to resist it, and can't even get close to it."

"And the man who possesses that sword can defeat an army of thousands by himself."

"If I get this sword, I will definitely be able to kill Xi Chu and force him to compromise and marry Feng Jiujiu to me."

"We can also destroy the Southern Kingdom, kill Di Jiang, and completely end Feng Jiujiu's hope."

"Hahaha."

only--

Dong Buhan was laughing but suddenly stopped laughing. He asked himself anxiously, will his plan succeed this time?

He has failed too many times and suffered too many setbacks. He began to become timid, afraid, uneasy, and even doubted himself, wondering if he could do it.

"No, I cannot doubt myself. I will definitely be able to pull out that sword, kill all the people I don't like, unify the world, and marry Feng Jiujiu."

“I have to believe in myself.”

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After Jiujiu returned to the palace, she immediately went to see Emperor Zhaoning and told him about helping the Dali Temple Minister get promoted.

But Emperor Zhaoning was somewhat reluctant.

Because a few years ago, the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple released a criminal who should not have been released.

From then on, Emperor Zhaoning issued a death order that the Dali Temple Minister would not be promoted in his lifetime and must stay in his position and atone for his previous actions. In addition, his salary would be reduced by half.

The Dali Temple Minister has been living a very hard life over the years because of that incident.