I have a role in the heavens

Xu Qian's face suddenly turned white, cold sweat broke out, and he panicked, so he asked quickly.

"What are you doing?!"

"Help you take out the severed hand!"

Xu Zisheng said matter-of-factly. The cold dagger cut open Xu Qian's clothes, revealing his white and strong abdominal muscles. A chill rushed into Xu Qian's heart, making him numb instantly.

"But you didn't say that I needed to be disemboweled, and there's no guarantee that I can survive!"

"Didn't you say that if you think about it, it's worth paying the price?!"

Xu Zisheng looked like he was just telling you what you said, leaving Xu Qi'an speechless for a moment and not knowing how to refute.

Xu Qi'an felt the dagger on his chest, his eyes widened, he figured it out in an instant, and shouted quickly.

"I think it's good to keep the severed hand inside my body. It can be used as my trump card!"

"Changed your mind so quickly?"

Xu Zisheng straightened up, frowned slightly, and looked at Xu Qian in confusion.

Xu Qian nodded repeatedly, fearing that Xu Zisheng would disembowel him if he slowed down.

"It's such a pity. I also want to see if a person can survive after being disemboweled?"

Xu Zisheng put away the dagger in his hand with a look of regret. Xu Qi'an did not know when he recovered his ability to move. He quickly took a few steps back and looked at Xu Zisheng warily.

"This guy really has no good intentions. He didn't want to help me take out my severed hand at all. He clearly wanted to use me as a guinea pig!"

"Okay, don't worry, you don't have to look at me like this. This is the right hand of a half-step Martial God, and it will be of great benefit to you!"

Xu Zisheng's expression straightened, he stopped joking and said very seriously.

Xu Qian's heart moved. Xu Zisheng seemed to be very familiar with the owner of this severed hand, so he couldn't help but ask.

"Who is the owner of this severed hand?"

Xu Zisheng's eyes flashed with a clear air, he looked deep into Xu Qian's body, and slowly spoke.

"You should ask him himself these questions!"

After that, Xu Zisheng led Xu Qi'an's mind into a mysterious place, where a young monk with a solemn appearance sat cross-legged, with the seal of compassion in his hands, and said softly.

"The young monk wants to use the donor's body to warm his broken arm, and hopes that the donor will be accommodating."

Xu Qian stared at the young monk in surprise. This was the severed hand, and said with a slight twitch in the corner of his mouth.

“What if I’m not accommodating?”

The young monk sat quietly and ignored him.

"Who are you and why were you sealed in Sangbo?"

"The little monk's name is Shenshu."

When the young monk said this, he paused and spoke slowly with some hesitation.

"Why am I in Sangbo? I can't remember! Why was I sealed there? Where did I come from?"

"I am Shenshu, but why am I in Sangbo? Where do I come from?"

The young monk's expression was calm at first, but as he asked himself every sentence, his emotions began to get out of control, his peaceful and serene temperament disappeared, the whole space shook, and an indescribable aura of terror overflowed from the monk's body.

It was a breath like hell, which made Xu Qian's hair stand on end and his heart beating violently. This familiar aura made Xu Qian extremely certain that the young monk was the severed hand.

"The little monk is in trouble!"

Suddenly, the young monk regained his composure, his terrifying aura completely subsided, and he spoke in a gentle tone.

"My soul is incomplete, so I can't remember the past. I only know my name, but I can't remember where I came from or what happened before?"

Speaking of this, the young monk's tone was filled with helplessness and pain, as if he was trying his best to know what happened in the past, but was helpless.

"Incomplete Yuan Shen? Is it because there is only one broken hand? The body is incomplete, so the Yuan Shen is also incomplete. This makes sense! Monk, you are in a bit of a miserable situation!"

Xu Qian analyzed secretly in his mind, looked at the young monk, and said tentatively.

"Master, I may know some information, but I don't know if it will be of use to you."

The young monk's breath suddenly became slightly turbulent, and his clear and bright eyes stared at Xu Qian.

"The formation that you were sealed by was jointly completed by the Dafeng royal family, Si Tianjian and the Western Buddhist sect. Since you are a member of the Buddhist sect, I am afraid you are from the Western Region."

As Xu Qi'an talked, he also started to think about it. The owner of the severed hand was a monk, and the three parties that sealed him were the Dafeng royal family, the Western Region Buddhism, and Si Tianjian. According to the feedback from Qinglong Temple, Buddhism obviously paid more attention to Sang. The sealed object under the moor!

Suddenly, Xu Qian's eyes suddenly lit up. He remembered several details of the Sangbo case. On the third day after the Yongzhen Shanhe Temple was blown up, Wei Yuan told him that Emperor Yuan Jing had lifted the city ban and the Yongzhen Shanhe Temple was blown up. On the second day, the bad old man who was in charge pretended to be sick and stood by and watched the whole process. Abbot Panshu of Qinglong Temple confirmed from his mouth that after the severed hand was born, he immediately headed west.

From these details, it can be inferred that Buddhism is the leader of the Sangbo seal. Nine out of ten young monks who were sealed came from Buddhism in the Western Regions.

No wonder Emperor Yuan Jing wanted to open the city ban. No wonder Jian Zheng is pretending to be ill. It is obvious that more trouble is worse than less trouble. Anyway, it is not his own trouble.

Xu Qi'an belatedly understood the thoughts of Jian Zheng and Emperor Yuan Jing, and soon he remembered another detail. Xu Zisheng once reminded him not to be impatient and just wait patiently. In all likelihood, he also knew the identity of the severed hand, at least he knew it. Originated from Buddhism.

"No wonder the higher-ups in the capital don't care about sealed objects. They focus all their energy on finding out the second and fifth boys. All of them are old Yin coins."

"Fortunately, I am smart and resourceful. Through the Xiaoqiguan silence case and the details of Zhou Baihu's shielding qi-gazing technique, I traced them to Qinglong Temple and uncovered the mystery layer by layer!"

At this time, the young monk let out a sigh, his eyes were bright, and he stared into Xu Qian's eyes and said.

"The poor monk wants to ask the donor for something."

"Master, I am just a warrior in the Qi training realm."

Xu Qi'an wanted to politely refuse, but Xu Zisheng just said that this severed hand was part of the Half-Step Martial God. He, a little reptile, really didn't have the confidence to get involved in a fight at this level.

Moreover, Xu Qi'an has not forgotten the original intention of Taoist Jinlian to establish the Tiandihui: to kill the second-level Taoist leader of the Earth Sect is only easier than for him to ascend the throne and become the emperor. And if the matter of the severed hand involves the grievances and grievances of Buddhism, Xu Qi'an will not be as good as He has usurped the throne and ascended the throne!

The young monk ignored Xu Qian and said to himself.

"Help the poor monk trace the past and retrieve his memory. In the process, the poor monk will give the donor a certain amount of help."

"Give some help?"

Xu Qian thought of the four golden gongs wrapped in gauze, and his heart moved inexplicably. He would never refuse something beneficial. As for what will happen in the future, who can say for sure!

If he has this severed hand with him, Xu Qi'an has an extra trump card. In this world where imperial power and divine power are supreme, he can settle down better. At least he doesn't have to worry about being confiscated and exterminated. Anyone who dares to touch a hair of his family will be punished. Whose brains are being knocked out?

However, before agreeing to the monk, Xu Qi'an needed to figure out two things.

"Master, do you need to swallow energy and blood from time to time?"

Xu Qian tried his best to use calm words so as not to irritate the young monk.

"As long as it is in your body, there is no need for external energy and blood to be replenished. However, if you want to use my power, you will need essence and blood to warm it up afterwards. It is best to be a practitioner."

"In other words, as long as you stay in my body, nothing will happen. But if I want you to work, I have to feed you?"

Xu Qian nodded. This equivalent exchange was in line with his philosophy and principles and was acceptable.

"Why choose me?"

Xu Qi'an looked straight and looked at the young monk in front of him very seriously. When he found Monk Hengyuan, Heng Hui was already dead and his severed hand had disappeared. How could he suddenly appear in his room? He thought To find out why.

"Someone brought me to you."

"Because we are the same kind of people."

The young monk did not hide anything and answered Xu Qi'an's questions very frankly.

"Why are we the same kind of people? Master, please give me some guidance."

"That's how I felt, I can't remember more."

Xu Qian's lips twitched, and he stopped dwelling on this issue and asked again.

"Who brought senior here?"

The young monk showed a picture in which a figure wearing black clothes and a hood solemnly opened a brocade bag and put a severed hand into it.

Judging from the body shape, she is convex and broad-minded. She is a woman, and she is Xu Qian's favorite type.

The brocade bag was embroidered with a white animal, shaped like a fox, smart and beautiful, with a screen-like white tail spread out behind it.

"Nine-tailed Sky Fox? The fallen queen of the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom is the Nine-tailed Sky Fox. It was the people from the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom who brought the severed hand to me. Why?"

Xu Qi'an became deeply worried. He was noticed by the remnants of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom hiding in the darkness. This was a very serious problem.

Xu Qi'an opened his eyes, and there was no one in the room. Xu Zisheng had left at some point, as elusive as his appearance.

"He must know the truth of many things, but it's a pity that the masters are all virtuous. They talk in a cloudy manner and refuse to explain things clearly even if they die!"

At noon the next day, more than a hundred people were kneeling on the execution platform at Caishikou. The two at the front were Zhang Feng, the Minister of War, and his son Zhang Yi. They wore white prison uniforms and covered their eyes with black cloth, waiting for death to come. Thousands of people gathered around, watching from three levels inside and three outside.

Although in the eyes of the people, those who were beheaded were the most heinous criminals, not everyone liked to see the cruel and bloody scene. The main reason is that the imperial court adopts a semi-forced and semi-encouraging policy towards onlookers. Some people have to come and are forced to watch. The reason is very simple: to promote the majesty of the imperial court and to shock the people.

"cut!"

The executive officer glanced at the sundial and saw that the time was up. He pulled out a vermilion token from the token tube, threw it to the ground, and shouted loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, death came, and the blindfolded relatives of the three clans cursed Zhang Feng, the Minister of the Ministry of War, for harming others and himself, and would not let him go even if he was a ghost.

The executioner raised his butcher knife high, and heads rolled down one after another. The blood spattered in an exaggerated way. The strong smell of blood could even be smelled by the people outside. After that, he beheaded two more batches of death row prisoners, including Ping Yuanbo and Sun Zhongming. Clan relatives.

In the imperial study room, during the small court meeting, Emperor Yuan Jing, who was wearing Taoist robes, sat at the head, listening to the report from Chen Hanguang, the Yin of the Jingzhao Prefecture, and was not angry or happy at the crowd of people at Caishikou, and was calm and calm.

"The Minister of War has been appointed by Xu Aiqing, and the Ministry of Household Affairs has given him the position of Shizhong. What do you Aiqing think?"

Emperor Yuan Jing seemed to have mentioned it casually, his eyes were very deep, and he was observing everyone's reactions intentionally or unintentionally. The case of Princess Pingyang made Emperor Yuan Jing realize that some things in the court were beyond his control, and he needed to pay more attention.

Immediately, ministers came out to recommend their own people. Emperor Yuan Jing watched the officials' heated arguments with a blank expression. He wanted to beat the brains out of the other party for the vacant position of real power in the Ministry of Household Affairs.

Even the two powerful bosses, Commander Wei Yuan and Chief Assistant Wang Zhenwen, will inevitably end. Seeing that the conflict was getting more and more intense, and some grumpy ministers were already rolling up their sleeves, Emperor Yuan Jing knocked on the table and stopped him in time. He looked at Xu Zisheng, who was silently concentrating with his eyes closed, and asked.

"Xu Aiqing, you are now the Minister of War. What suggestions do you have?"

Xu Zisheng stepped out, glanced at the important ministers from the corner of his eye, with an indifferent look on his face, and said with a smile.

"I don't have a candidate. Your Majesty, why don't you ask the Chief Assistant for advice? He directs the civil and military affairs and adjusts the yin and yang. Maybe there will be a good candidate."

Emperor Yuan Jing's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard the words, and he took a deep look at Xu Zisheng, but did not answer. His deep eyes looked at Wang Wenzhen, the chief minister again. The monastic emperor put great pressure on the chief minister, which made his forehead glow. Breaking into a cold sweat, he quickly bowed and said.

"Your Majesty, I don't have any good candidates, so I still ask for your Majesty's Holy Judgment!"

Now when Emperor Yuan Jing was most fearful, Wang Wenzhen didn't dare to jump around. If Emperor Yuan Jing remembered it, he would inevitably be listed in the future. The three tribes were dragged to the entrance of the vegetable market. As soon as the big knife fell, heads were rolling, so it was better to avoid it for now. Be sharp.

Emperor Yuan Jing then nodded with satisfaction, feeling that the government was in his hands again and there was no need to worry too much. Although there were minor disturbances, it was normal and there was no need to worry too much, he said majestically.

"In this case, let's discuss this matter later!"

As soon as the pressure was relieved, the solemn atmosphere in the imperial study room instantly dissipated. The ministers slowly exhaled and looked at each other, knowing that the impact of Princess Pingyang's case had completely passed.

At this time, the great eunuch Wei Yuan came out, cupped his fists and saluted, and said loudly.

"Your Majesty, I have something to report."

"Tongluo Xu Qi'an has made great contributions in the case of Princess Pingyang. Please be rewarded by your majesty."

Wei Yuan had submitted the corresponding memorial to the inner court yesterday. Emperor Yuan Jing obviously knew the case and Xu Qi'an's contribution in it, whether it was reopening the case of Princess Pingyang or discovering the traces of Monk Henghui, and then finding out. Princess Pingyang’s body was also indispensable.

But Emperor Yuan Jing was still hesitant. He didn't like Xu Qi'an. Every time he saw this gong, he had an uncomfortable feeling in his heart. There was no reason for it, as if they were born with each other, which made him feel disgusted.

Emperor Yuan Jing thought for a moment, but still did not intend to pardon Xu Qian so easily, and said coldly.

"The Sangbo case is not over yet. Xu Qi'an of Tongluo is ordered to continue handling the case. More than half of the half-month period has passed. If we can't find out the truth, I will still kill him."

"His Majesty!"

Wei Yuan's brows jumped, as if he didn't agree with Emperor Yuan Jing's decision, and continued to plead.

"Even if Xu Qian failed in handling the case, he still made meritorious service in Princess Pingyang's case. How can it be the death penalty?"

The ministers couldn't help but look at Wei Yuan, with different emotions in their eyes. Some were gloating, some were surprised, and some were happy. Is Wei Yuan too concerned about a small gong? The ministers were keenly aware of this.

Just as Wei Yuan was about to speak, Sun Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment suddenly came out and reported loudly.

"Your Majesty, I am a humble minister."

A flash of light flashed in Sun Shangshu's eyes, and he spoke righteously.

"Wei Chen was ordered to investigate the Sangbo case. He has worked hard for days and did not dare to neglect it for a moment. After Wei Chen's verification, the minister of Dali Temple often said that he colluded with the demon clan and cooperated internally and externally to blow up Sangbo. Your Majesty, please punish this guy and hand it over to Weichen. I will investigate thoroughly."

Wei Yuan was the number one enemy of the civil servant group, and they were willing to do anything that could make Wei Yuan angry. Sun Shangshu, the chief minister of the royal party, criticized the minister of Dali Temple on the surface, but secretly gave Wei Yuan a cold arrow. As long as the dispute over the Sangbo case continues, Xu Qi'an, as the chief officer of the watchman's office, cannot stay out of the matter, and Wei Yuan will be dragged into the water again.

In the same way, the Minister of Dali Temple will also wear the hat of a suspect. If the case is not solved, there is no chance of taking it off. It's not a big deal at ordinary times, but during the Beijing inspection period, such a big stain can be magnified at will. When it is included in the eight laws, he can be ordered to pack up his bed and leave. Even if it doesn't work, he will be kicked out of the position of minister.

Chang Yan, the minister of Dali Temple, squinted his eyes and looked at Sun Shangshu, his eyes wishing to cut him into pieces with a thousand knives. He is one of the core members of the Qi Party. Because the Sambo case involved gunpowder, another core member of the Qi Party, the Minister of Industry, was almost plotted, but he finally got rid of the suspicion.

Upon hearing this, the Minister of the Ministry of Industry snorted coldly, glared at Sun Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, and retorted.

"Your Majesty, the Ministry of Punishment is slandering and slandering Sir Chang. The minister believes that the Minister of Rites is also suspected."

The Minister of Rites came out immediately and shouted loudly.

"The humble minister is wronged."

Xu Zisheng's eyes narrowed slightly. Li Yulang, the Minister of Rites, was not a good person. He was one of the culprits who blew up the Shanhe Temple in Yongzhen in order to attack political opponents and colluded with the demon clan. He was a person with nothing. Bottom line politicians, for the sake of profit, do whatever it takes, which is despicable.

Xu Zisheng sneered, and under the surprised gaze of Emperor Yuan Jing, he finally spoke and said coldly.

"Master Li is familiar with Zhou Chixiong, a member of the Jinwu Guards. He was one of the executors who blew up the Shanhe Temple in Yongzhen!"

The eyes of the Minister of Rites shrank slightly, but his appearance was extremely calm, as if he had been framed. He glared at Xu Zisheng and asked loudly.

"Master Xu, what do you mean?"

"I don't know Zhou Chixiong!"

Xu Zisheng watched with cold eyes and had a panoramic view of everyone's reactions. He was ostracized by Emperor Yuan Jing because of his high level of Confucianism and Taoism. He originally did not want to get involved in the affairs of the court, but now Emperor Yuan Jing made him become the leader in order to balance the power of the court. The Secretary of the Ministry of War, in his position, must plan his own affairs, and the evil atmosphere in the court should be rectified.

"Master Li, there is no need to be harsh. Do you think I won't be able to catch Zhou Chixiong if he escapes?"

"Your Majesty and all the ministers, please wait a moment, I will capture him right away!"

Xu Zisheng had long known where Zhou Chixiong had fled. Grass bandits and bandits were rampant in Yunzhou. Many people occupied the mountain as kings and failed to live up to the control of the court. It was the most chaotic state in the Dafeng Dynasty. In order to calm down the chaos, the court recruited many people. People, so many people who have committed crimes like to run to Yunzhou.

"I said, I can find Zhou Chixiong in one step!"