Chapter 235 Killing the Dragon

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When Xin Han came back from Yitian World, Mu Jiansheng stepped forward and said, "My lord, did you bring my ancestor down from the upper realm?"

"Uh...you can put it this way, you can just call me son in the future, so that the master will be noticed by the Tartars." Xin Hanxin said that the Mu family is full of elm lumps, and only by doing this can they convince them.

"It's the son!" At this time, everyone in the Mu family has completely believed Xin Han's words, and even at the request of their ancestor Mu Ying, they followed him and helped him achieve his great cause. As for the poor fifth prince Zhu, who cares whether he lives or dies? .

As for that poor Liu Yizhou, because he left everyone behind and ran away just now, everyone spurned him even more, even Fang Yi, who fell in love with him, held back tears and refused to look at him.

Liu Dahong endured the pain and said to his junior brother Wu Lishen: "Go and give him a good time, this person is greedy for life and afraid of death, don't spoil your son's important affairs."

Wu Lishen carried Liu Yizhou, who was caught on the road, and strode into the depths of the woods. Poor Liu Yizhou was caught and dumb, and he couldn't even beg for mercy. After a while, a muffled groan came, and Fang Yi burst into tears Become a tearful person.

Liu Dahong shouted angrily: "Why are you crying? For such a person, the sooner you recognize his true face, the better. If you really marry him, you will discover his true face. It will be too late to cry by then."

Seeing her master Liu Dahong getting angry, Fang Yi suppressed her crying and sobbed softly.

The people of Prince Mu's Mansion followed Xin Han westward to Mount Wutai, stayed at an inn at night, and had dinner. Liu Dahong, Mu Jiansheng and other important figures in Mu Palace discussed with Xin Han about anti-Qing affairs.

Mu Jiansheng said: "My lord, this time we plan to go to Beijing to assassinate the little emperor of the Tartars..."

As soon as he spoke, he was interrupted by Xin Han: "Let me guess, it would be best for you to succeed in the assassination, if not, then plant the blame on Wu Sangui, isn't that right?"

Mu Jiansheng and Liu Dahong immediately exclaimed: "Young Master, Heaven and Man are descending to the mortal world,

Sure enough, there is the ability to predict the future, that's what we planned. After a while, Wu Yingxiong, the son of Wu Sangui, the thief, will enter the capital to face the saint. If we do this, I am afraid that the little emperor will definitely execute Wu Yingxiong in a fit of rage. At that time, how can Wu Sangui give up and rebel, and the world will be in chaos, and we will rise up. "

Wu Lishen smiled and said, "My lord, why is our plan not bad?"

"Bah! Such a plan is not bad. I guess you are all dead, and Kangxi and Wu Sangui can't afford it anymore." Xin Han didn't speak yet. Su Quan saw this strategy thoroughly in an instant, and couldn't help but sarcastically said.

"You..." Wu Lishen was about to shoot up in anger, but Liu Dahong stopped him with his eyes, and he remembered it. This is the son's wife, and her martial arts are rare in the world, so she couldn't help holding back her breath.

Liu Dahong cupped his hands and said, "Madam, can you say clearly, is there anything wrong with our plan?"

Although Liu Dahong was not as angry as Wu Lishen, his face was also a little ugly.

Su Quan said: "Your strategy of framing is nothing more than tampering with the clothes and weapons. Leave the words of Pingxi Palace or the mark of Damingshan Customs General Military Mansion. I am right."

Liu Dahong nodded and said: "Madam is absolutely right, that's what we planned."

Su Quanjiao said with a smile: "You guys think that the Tartars are all fools when you're together? The sneaky people in the rivers and lakes know to change their clothes when they go out to do things, but Wu Sangui sent people to assassinate the emperor and he wore clothes with his own logo. If it spreads out, who will believe it?"

Su Quan saw Liu Dahong's complexion changed, and didn't give him a chance to speak, and said: "Wu Sangui's son Wu Yingxiong is going to Beijing, and brought a large amount of jewelry and property to pay tribute to the emperor. Wu Sangui really wants to assassinate the emperor, not at this time. , Why did he assassinate the emperor? He just wanted to rebel against the emperor, and he became the emperor himself. When he joined the army, the tartars immediately grabbed his son and killed him. Why did he send his son to Beijing to die?"

Every time she said a word, Mu Wangfu's face became ugly one by one, and in the end, his face was pale. If Madam analyzed how many people they sacrificed, they would die in vain, and it would not cause any loss to Tartar and Wu Sangui.

Old Liu Dahong blushed, and said fearfully: "Thanks to Madam's reminder, Lord Mu appeared. If it weren't for this, we recklessly went to the capital, the consequences would be disastrous, and the old man would become a sinner of Prince Mu's residence."

Xin Han nodded and said: "Don't mention this matter again. I have my own opinion on the anti-Qing matter. At most, the world will change in a few months!"

When he said this, everyone was surprised. According to what the young master said, in just a few months, the Qing Dynasty would be over? But I didn't see any signs of it.

Xin Han saw everyone's doubts, and immediately said: "You don't need to make wild guesses, you will find out in the future."

On the second day, Xin Han took everyone to Shanxi, and when they arrived in Wutai County, Fat Toutuo came forward to rent a compound for everyone to live in.

Xin Han knew that there was no danger in Shunzhi, so he didn't need to pay attention, so he practiced martial arts every day, and passed the Zixia magic skill to Su Quan to practice, which made the beauty overjoyed.

With nothing to do, he gave some pointers on everyone's martial arts, whether it was Su Quan, Fat and Thin Toutuo, or everyone in the Mu Palace, they all benefited a lot.

I lived in Wutai County for more than half a year. Xin Han used the iron cloth shirt mentality that was blackmailed from Shaolin in Yitian World in the past six months, and successfully practiced the iron cloth shirt to a great height. At this time, his skin was as white as jade, but it was hard If it weren't for swords, swords or heavy weapons, they wouldn't hurt him at all.

Finally on this day, the spies of Prince Mu's Mansion sent news that Qingliang Temple in Wutai Mountain had an extra child to be the host. Xin Han knew that Wei Xiaobao's goods must have arrived, but he had no intention of meeting him.

Some more days passed. Suddenly there were many more lamas on Wutai Mountain, and to harm Shunzhi, the old Yulin monk wanted to shoot him with fire, and Xin Han rescued them.

Wei Xiaobao was overjoyed to see Xin Han: "Master, it will be great if you come."

Xin Han smiled and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Let's move the masters to a safe place first."

They protected Shunzhi, Yulin and others all the way to the foot of the mountain, and met Duolong, the deputy head of the imperial guards. Duolong greeted them first, and then said: "The emperor and the queen mother came to Mount Wutai to offer incense, and they are now in Lingjing Temple."

Wei Xiaobao was overjoyed. Xin Han couldn't express the emotion in his heart, but he just asked: "How many pilgrims have come from Beijing to Mount Wutai this time?"

Duolong said in a low voice: "In addition to our imperial guards, the Xiaoqi Battalion, the Vanguard Battalion, and the Guard Battalion are also here."

Wei Xiaobao was overjoyed and said: "Then there are not thirty or forty thousand officers and soldiers?"

Duo Long said: "There are more than 34,000 people in total."

Xin Han asked: "Who is the chief officer of the escorting camps?"

Duo Long said, "It's Prince Kang."

Wei Xiaobao smiled and said, "That's an old friend too."

Xin Han secretly said in his heart: "It's the right time, I'm just a little sorry for my friend."

Xin Han and Wei Xiaobao escorted Shunzhi and others to the 'Golden Pavilion Temple' to send people to report to Kangxi.

Everyone sat down to rest, only to hear the sound of killing on the mountain, and the guards were already rounding up the lama.

After a long time of commotion, the sound gradually subsided, and after more than half an hour, everything was suddenly silent, but the footsteps of dozens of people were heard approaching from far away. After coming to the outside of the temple, following the sound of boots, a group of people walked into the temple.

It was Kangxi who came, and Kangxi missed Shunzhi in his heart, so he didn't have the time to talk to Xin Han and Wei Xiaobao, and let Wei Xiaobao report directly.

When Kangxi and Shunzhi met, they naturally had something to say, and Xin Han didn't bother to eavesdrop, but Wei Xiaobao noticed with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Master, are you unhappy?" Wei Xiaobao asked in surprise.

Xin Han sighed, "What is there to be happy about so many people dying?"

At dawn, Kangxi ordered to go to Qingliang Temple to worship Buddha. When he came outside the temple, he saw knives and guns thrown on the ground. The Kusama stone was splattered with blood, which shows that there was a fierce battle last night when the lamas were captured, and it was really fierce.

When Kangxi entered the temple to pay homage to Tathagata and Manjusri Bodhisattva, he went to the small temple where Shunzhi practiced Zen in Houshan, but he saw burnt wood and bricks, and the small temple had already been burned down.

Kangxi was secretly startled: "If the father didn't escape last night, he would inevitably be burned in the temple, I...I..." I didn't dare to think about it for a while, and ordered Suo'etu to donate two thousand taels of silver to rebuild the temple. Xiaomiao, he knew his father didn't want to make a fuss, so it was inconvenient to give more money.

Back at the Daxiong Palace, all the Shaolin monks came to pay their respects, Xin Han led a group of imperial guards to guard the gate of the hall, Duolong and others followed Kangxi.

When Kangxi came to the place where his father became a monk, he went if he didn't want to, and said, "I want to stay in Baocha for three or five days, don't you know what to do?"

The abbot of Qingliang Temple is Wei Xiaobao, so naturally he couldn't ask for it, he said: "The great benefactor has come, I can't ask for it..."

Suddenly there was a loud bang, and sand and sand poured down, a hole had been pierced on the top of the Daxiong Hall, a white shadow shook, and a mass of white things fell straight down, but it was a monk in white, holding a long sword, He rushed towards Kangxi and shouted: "Avenge the Great Son of Heaven today!"

Kangxi retreated hastily, Duolong, Cha Erzhu, Prince Kang and others were beside the emperor and did not carry weapons, so they were shocked and arrested the man. The man swung the sleeve of his left hand, and a gust of extremely strong wind blew out. Duolong and other seven or eight people couldn't stand still, and fell backward at the same time.

Cheng Xin, Cheng Guang and others shouted together: "Don't hurt anyone." They shot to stop it.

The monk flicked his robe sleeve again, and the monks of the Cheng generation in Shaolin Temple used their unique skills to melt away, but the monks' tiger claw hands, dragon claw hands, flower grasping hands, dragon capture skills, etc., could not catch it. This person.

All the monks were astonished, and they all had a flash of thought: "There are such people in the world!"

The monk in white didn't stop, and stabbed at Kangxi with his sword. Kangxi leaned against the Buddha seat to make an altar, and there was no way to retreat.

Wei Xiaobao didn't have time to think about it, he wanted to jump forward to help Kangxi block the sword, suddenly felt his right leg go numb, and fell to the ground with a thud.

That sword hit Kangxi's heart, and when the long sword drew out blood and sprayed more than a foot away, the emperors in the area were killed.

At this time, everyone could see that the person who came was a monk in white clothes. This person succeeded in one blow, suddenly pulled himself up, and rushed out from the hole in the roof of the hall. He went down extremely fast, and there were thirty-six Shaolins in the sky above the hall. Master, no one has time to stop.

Xin Han withdrew his fingers trembling for a night, and roared: "You take care of the emperor, I will arrest him." Finally, he jumped on the upper body and chased after the white shadow. (To be continued.)