Chapter 40: Killing Intent from a Person

The Southern Kingdom is strange and beautiful, the old capital of three dynasties.

Since before the founding of the Rong Kingdom, two countries had successively established their capitals here. In addition, perhaps because the Grand Ancestor of the Rong Kingdom had received financial support from merchants when he raised his army, he had always been relatively tolerant of merchant affairs.

Even though the capital was the location of the city, there was no curfew.

The night market lasted until the third watch, and then opened again at the fifth watch. Places for entertainment were endless.

Flower markets were decorated with colors, and lanterns were hung everywhere.

In this bustling crowd, Tong Jizhen was surrounded by a group of school lieutenants and participating generals. Even in the bustling market, no one dared to get close, leaving him three points of spacious gap.

"Duhu, are you going back to the mansion tonight, or are you going to the Spring Flower Building? I heard that the headliner surnamed Ji has been sending quite a few letters to the General these past few days. Brother, you really don't care about meat or vegetables."

On Tong Jizhen's left, a young military supervisor with a saber at his waist teased, and the others echoed and laughed.

"Teasing me again? I really wish I could hammer you all to death with one punch!"

Tong Jizhen was tall, with a rough appearance, around thirty years old, with evil spirits in his eyes. Facing the teasing of his subordinates, he didn't get angry, just laughed and scolded.

"But don't say... that Ji Yu is a bit abnormal. He usually comes to me for silver, but he has been so enthusiastic these past few days?"

Tong Jizhen pondered for a while, feeling suspicious, but lust overcame everything, and he waved his hand.

"I will go to the Spring Flower Building to rest tonight. You two stay, the rest of you go back to the mansion, no need to accompany me. By the way, remember to report my whereabouts to the Pillar-State Grand General, don't miss it!"

At this time, Tong Jizhen said sternly: "We are about to do a big thing, so we can't be negligent inside or outside. You all watch your own people, don't let the emperor provoke them."

"The Pillar-State Grand General is a god-like figure, a Qi Cultivator high above. What is the use of more mortal soldiers? Could it be that they can shoot arrows into the sky?"

Someone said dismissively: "Duhu, you are too worried. The Pillar-State Grand General is heaven. With him, the situation in the Rong Kingdom is ours!"

"What you said makes sense, but it sounds a bit like farting."

Tong Jizhen kicked the person who spoke not too lightly, and said: "Get out! Remember what I said, and remember to report my whereabouts to the Pillar-State Grand General!"

Many subordinates responded in unison and dispersed. Tong Jizhen only took two personal guards and came to the Spring Flower Building.

Entering the eye were rows of colorful lanterns, making it bright and brilliant.

Dozens of beautiful men were diligently persuading wine in the field. Seeing Tong Jizhen walk in, the Spring Flower Building's nanny hurriedly wanted to greet him, but Tong Jizhen was already familiar with the place, ignored her, and walked through several corridors with two personal guards to a clean small building.

This beam-structured pavilion was divided into two floors. The first floor was a hall for receiving guests, with some beautiful flowers planted on both sides. The second floor was a bedroom for staying overnight, with the doors and window frames painted vermilion with red lacquer, and a bright yellow lantern that had not been lit hanging in front of the corridor.

Tong Jizhen looked up and saw Ji Yu beckoning to him on the second floor. His eyes lit up, and he rushed into the building in two or three steps, hugging him tightly.

"You two go play, don't worry about me!"

Tong Jizhen hugged Ji Yu and kicked open the door. After the door was carefully closed by Ji Yu, he became even more passionate, impatiently carrying Ji Ning across the screen and heading straight for the bed.

After passing the gold-woven landscape screen, Tong Jizhen was surprised.

In this bedroom.

There was actually another person!

He was standing a few steps away, playing with a wisp of cyan light, his gaze as calm as an ancient well, looking at himself as if he were looking at a dead person.

"Broken!"

Tong Jizhen's heart shook violently. Just as he wanted to shout, the wisp of cyan light had already shot over, fast as lightning and a meteor!

He only had time to hurriedly sacrifice an inkstone, but before it could block his face, the wisp of cyan light had already pierced his left eye, without any obstruction, penetrating from the back of his head, bringing up a handful of red and white.

Then it circled again, piercing his right eye from the back of his head, and stopped in front of Chen Hang.

This attack was only in the blink of an eye. Tong Jizhen's inkstone had just risen, but because it lost the injection of the master's Embryonic Breathing, the spiritual light scattered and fell to the ground.

Both were at the third layer of Qi Cultivation, but Chen Hang's Embryonic Breathing was more than ten times his. Driving the talisman artifact with all his strength, killing him was like slaughtering a dog.

Chen Hang gently shook the Green Bamboo Thorn, wiped off the dirt on it, looked at the corpse on the ground, and secretly said:

"It seems that the gap between Qi Cultivators is even greater than I thought. But how could a Qi Cultivation Art like 'Great Beginning Origin Truth' fall into the hands of the predecessor's father? There must be a ghost in this..."

He reached out and took the Universe bag from Tong Jizhen, didn't look at it much, and put it away directly.

And at this time, a violent retching sound came from beside him.

"What's wrong with you?"

Chen Hang looked at Tu Shan Zhuang, who had transformed into Ji Yu, and said: "Is it the first time you've seen someone killed?"

"It's the first time... a man, touched my butt..."

Tu Shan Zhuang retched again: "This dog thing's hands are not clean, damn it... when he carried me on his shoulder, he kept touching my butt, ugh..."

Chen Hang handed a cup of clear tea to him. Tu Shan Zhuang took it and rinsed his mouth. After a long while, he recovered.

"Master, I don't understand. Since you have such supernatural powers, why do we have to go to such great lengths, and even implicate me in selling my looks..."

Tu Shan Zhuang touched his butt with lingering fear: "Wouldn't it be better for us to go directly to the door and kill these people of the Tong family? Why be so cautious?"

"If Tong Gaolu were really just an ordinary seventh-layer Qi Cultivator, maybe I would have done so. But he also has that Dao technique for refining the flesh, and his realm is far above that of Daoist Yangshan. How can I not be cautious?"

Chen Hang rarely explained a few more words to him, saying indifferently:

"Besides, from Tong Yi's interrogation, Tong Gaolu's flesh is already impervious to thunder and fire, and cannot be hurt by swords, firm and unbreakable. How can such a great enemy be reckless? At least we have to find a few helpers."

Tu Shan Zhuang was stunned, although he didn't understand, his face turned bitter.

"Tu Shan Fellow Daoist, you strip off Tong Jizhen's clothes, pretend to be him, and help me cover up for these few days with Tu Shan Zhuang."

With this sound, Hearing Tu Shan Ge hurriedly turned out from the side door.

Seeing the miserable death of Tong Jizhen with both eyes poked out, he was startled first, then glimpsed Tu Shan Zhuang's retching appearance, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Master, what if the imperial family doesn't dare to join forces?"

Hearing Tu Shan Ge pretended to pat Tu Shan Zhuang on the shoulder and asked: "What should we do then?"

"If the son is not enough to plan with, then they deserve to have their country destroyed and their clan exterminated. I will go to the imperial palace first."

Chen Hang didn't say much, just took out a mask and covered his face. After wrapping his flesh with Embryonic Breathing, he turned into a formless escape light and rushed into the sky, formless and imageless.

Less than half an incense stick later.

Chen Hang saw the vast palace complex beneath his feet. He randomly sought a palace building that looked quite majestic and magnificent, with green tiles as eaves, and pressed down his escape light from the sky.

There were quite a few palace maids and eunuchs walking back and forth around the palace, but with Chen Hang's current spiritual sense, these mortals were difficult to detect him.

He walked into the palace as if no one else was there. Along the way, he saw a scene of royal atmosphere that was overwhelming, with countless magnificent lamps and candles embedded in the four walls, and the brilliance was even more dazzling than in the daytime.

After turning through several halls, from afar, Chen Hang heard a sound of flowing water and the laughter of women coming from the warm room in front, and the fragrance drifted faintly.

At this time, he realized he had entered by mistake and turned to leave.

Turning around, he saw a little palace maid with double flat buns and goose-yellow gauze clothes running over with a flower basket, running and shouting.

"Empress, Empress, look..."

The voice grew smaller and smaller, and finally dropped.

The little palace maid stood there with the flower basket, looking blankly at more than ten steps away.

There, a person wearing quiet white clothes was standing quietly. He was wearing a bamboo mask without any oil paint. From the mask, a pair of dark, deep eyes were cold and deep, as if they had been soaked in snow water.

Seeing herself stunned, the person gently placed a finger on his lips, signaling silence.

The little palace maid's face turned red for no reason, and she nodded uncontrollably.

"No..."

Then, her eyes turned, and she shook her head vigorously.

Just about to shout.

The back of her neck suddenly hurt, and she fell softly to the ground.

"Was that Aier just now? I want to change clothes and bathe. You guys go out and see what this girl is crazy about again."

A charming and pleasant female voice rang out softly.

Several palace maids walked out of the warm room. Seeing Chen Hang, they were all shocked. Chen Hang could only flick his sleeves and use Embryonic Breathing to knock them all unconscious to the ground.

At this time, no matter how dull, one could feel something was wrong.

The Empress hesitated, put on a brocade robe, and walked out of the warm room slowly.

Looking at it, she saw a man in white clothes standing with his back to her, standing tall and straight.

"Excuse me."

His voice was calm:

"With outsiders present, Empress, you'd better not be in a hurry to change clothes." ===== CHAPTER 41 =====