Xuanxia

Chapter 735 Warning
The convoy was long and slow, driving along the Shu Road.

Fu Qingzhou leaned back in the carriage and closed his eyes to rest.

Qiu Chan sat beside him, her head resting lightly on his shoulder, but she was not asleep. Instead, she opened her big eyes and looked at his profile quietly.

"You've been so tired lately, why don't you get some more sleep?"

Suddenly, Fu Qingzhou asked.

He didn't open his eyes.

Qiu Chan blinked: "It's only been a few days, and you've changed. I want to see."

Fu Qingzhou then slowly opened his eyes and smiled: "What's the difference?"

"I've been worried..." Qiu Chan said softly, "Since I finished reading Qing Jiangzi's memories."

Fu Qingzhou rubbed his eyebrows helplessly.

"So, what did you see?" Qiu Chan pressed down his wrist, stretched out her hand and rubbed his brows for him: "Can't you even tell me?"

“…I just don’t know how to put it.”

Fu Qingzhou said slowly: "There are many more things that I can't understand."

For those people, worshipping a spirit tablet as the master is definitely not some kind of morbid belief - maybe it is understandable if one or two people do this, but how can a large group of people do this?
A group of capable and talented people would be willing to go through fire and water for one person. In addition to interests, that person must have extremely high personal charm.

But how can a dead person show his personal charm?
Unless, he is not dead... or rather, not completely dead.

Fu Qingzhou thought so and looked down at the curse mark on his palm.

He thought of something, but he was still not sure.

But this makes things complicated...

Let’s not talk about Zhao Hao for now.

Take Zhao Yuan for example.

In private, everyone is a good brother; in public, they are wise rulers and capable ministers.

Now, Your Majesty, your father is not dead yet, and he is still causing trouble everywhere, and seems to be planning a rebellion. I have to find a chance to scatter your father's ashes...

Is this fucking acceptable?

Besides, wasn't Ning Baimei also promoted by the late emperor? Wasn't the late emperor very kind to him?
Although Fu Qingzhou had no intention of pursuing a career in politics, he had to admit that he could now "run rampant and tyrannical" everywhere thanks to the emperor and Mingjian Pavilion.

If Zhao Yuan and Ning Baimei knew that the "lord" they were dealing with was the late emperor... then things would be troublesome.

Whether it is Huijue or Jiang Baichuan, they will become very difficult to kill.

It is even more troublesome for the "lord" who supports them in doing so many evil things.

"Why are you thinking about it again?" Qiu Chan showed her gentle side, saying, "Don't think about it!"

Fu Qingzhou was pulled out of his thoughts and grabbed her hand: "Chan'er, I have something to ask of you."

Qiu Chan was stunned.

"...You should go to the capital."

Fu Qingzhou whispered: "If I die, take Jiaojiao with you and escape together."

Qiu Chan was startled and stopped rubbing his brows: "What are you talking about?"

"This time, the situation is very wrong." Fu Qingzhou said softly: "My plan this time is also very risky. It is really a life-or-death situation... I can't guarantee what will happen."

Qiu Chan's expression turned serious.

"Qingzhou, tell me the truth."

She raised her brows. “What on earth are you planning?”

Fu Qingzhou smiled lightly and said nothing.

"Just tell me, it has come to this point, it's not a solution for you to handle it all by yourself, right?" Qiu Chan looked at him with a slight frown, squeezed his hand, and then smiled brightly, "Besides, I can help you."

"It's not that I don't want to ask you for help." Fu Qingzhou said seriously, "It's just that after this time, even if I don't die, I might end up in a miserable state. I don't want to be implicated..."

Hearing this, Qiu Chan's eyes fixed.

"Just listen to me! I'm done!"

Fu Qingzhou was so anxious that he quickly waved his hands: "What I mean is, I have to keep you as a backup! You can't suffer with me this time!"

"Ugh."

Qiu Chan glared at him: "I don't blame you...but how can I feel at ease when you don't say anything?"

"I didn't hide it from you on purpose."

Fu Qingzhou grabbed her hand and said with a smile, "But I always feel that there is something wrong with this plan. After I think it through, I will discuss it with you, okay?"

Qiu Chan bit her lip and hummed, "Okay, I'll trust you this time."

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Fu Qingzhou's ears.

"Qingzhou, come here." It was the voice of Master Jingming: "Qingjiangzi said he has something to tell you."

Fu Qingzhou was stunned.

They had just left the Changqing Escort Agency two days ago and were heading eastwards towards Luoyi. Their purpose was naturally very simple, which was to encircle and suppress Jiang Baichuan at the Xuanmeng Ceremony.

Then, the Qingjiangzi used as bait must also be tied up and taken on the road.

Although he had already broken through his Taixu Ningding Jue, but...even if it was just for a show, Zhenren Jingming and Zhenren Baihe had to take turns guarding him.

One reason was to prevent him from escaping and causing trouble, and the other was of course to pretend to continue to torture him.

But now, this guy actually said that he wanted to find me for something?

Qiu Chan noticed Fu Qingzhou's expression change slightly, and immediately realized something: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, Uncle Jingming said that Qingjiangzi was looking for me."

Fu Qingzhou smiled at her and said, "I'll go there."

After saying this, he got out of the carriage.

Qiu Chan was left alone in the carriage, her eyes a little gloomy and full of worry, but she soon let out a long sigh, regained her composure, took out a handful of blank yellow talismans, a brush, cinnabar, etc. from her sleeve, and began to write the talisman quietly.

……

"Uncle Master, I'm here."

Fu Qingzhou lifted the curtain and got into another carriage.

There were only two people in the carriage, one was Jingming Zhenren, and the other was of course Qingjiangzi, who was tied up with countless talismans and tortured beyond recognition.

"Let's talk."

Master Jingming nodded slightly: "He has something to tell you."

Fu Qingzhou glanced at Qingjiangzi.

This guy's face was so swollen and bruised that he couldn't even open his eyes, and his expression couldn't be seen at all.

"...What can he say to me?" Fu Qingzhou asked.

Master Jingming smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. I talked to him about the past. He must be feeling emotional."

"Okay." Fu Qingzhou nodded helplessly.

Uncle Master said it's okay, so it's okay then.

Master Jingming quickly left the carriage, leaving Fu Qingzhou alone facing Qingjiangzi.

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

After Master Jingming left, Fu Qingzhou's expression immediately turned cold: "Of course, I don't know what you have to say to me."

"...Master Fu." Qingjiangzi's swollen mouth opened and closed: "I heard that you have read all my memories?"

Fu Qingzhou sneered: "I am not your nephew."

"If you had read my memories, you would have known that I have not done anything harmful to the world in the past twenty years."

Qingjiangzi lowered his head, and his tone was very calm: "It's just that a wise master took me in and gave me a chance to live decently, and I work for him."

Fu Qingzhou sighed, "Who told you to flaunt yourself outside under the guise of the True Immortal Palace? You can't blame anyone else for this."

"...Okay, I didn't come to you to talk about this."

Qingjiangzi sighed: "To be honest, I didn't know what the lord did before. I didn't even know his specific identity."

Fu Qingzhou believed this.

He knew that Qingjiangzi had only been teaching his disciples and practicing for the past twenty years, and had not done anything else.

Be it Wuli Village or Xiyu Pavilion, he did not participate in those matters.

"You want me to forgive you?"

Fu Qingzhou laughed: "Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who kills people on sight. You will be thrown into the Hell, and my final verdict is not up to me."

"No... that's not what I wanted to say."

Qingjiangzi sighed again: "These past two days, Senior Sister Jingming has talked to me a lot, and I have figured out a lot of things."

"I know you are going to deal with the lord, so there is something I want to remind you."

Fu Qingzhou frowned slightly.

"You have indeed seen my memories." Qingjiangzi continued, "but it is impossible for you to see every detail clearly."

"For example……"

He asked in a hoarse voice: "You only know Jiang Baichuan and Huijue, but you don't know why these two powerful men who are capable of dominating the world would join the lord?"

As he spoke, he lowered his voice mysteriously: "Because, the master can make people truly immortal... He has a secret treasure called the Styx Nine Transformations Divine Art!"

(End of this chapter)