Chapter 287 Evil Intentions
The door closed, and the restrictions that had originally restricted the old man in the library also dissipated.

"It seems that you guys stayed here to discuss the avenue with me?"

Zuo Chen smiled.

His eyes were full of coldness.

The rest of the library is a mixture of green and blue.

Want to stay and discuss Avenue?
Which eye of yours is looking at us in this way?
You restricted us and told us to get out if we didn't want to die.

This this…

How shameless is he?
They could see that Zuo Chen clearly wanted to take their lives, and they could not help but cry for their parents.

Some people sat where they were, closing their eyes and waiting to die, looking relieved; some people quickly came to the gate and banged on it hard, but everything they did was in vain, the gate just stood there quietly.

This door that could be easily pushed open now seems to be integrated with the space. The old people in the library have some skills and should be able to tear the door open easily. But now their arms can only make muffled sounds when they hit the door.

Seeing this, a few old people even sat down on the ground in dejection and burst into tears.

Tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, his hair was disheveled and he looked like a madman. How could he still look like a great scholar in a library?

For a moment, the entire venue was extremely noisy.

Zuo Chen waved his hand lightly:
"quiet."

The terrifying pressure spread throughout the room. In an instant, all the people in the library shut up and no one dared to make any sound.

Only some sobbing sounds could be heard.

There was an old man in the crowd who was pissing himself. Upon closer inspection, his pants were soaked:
"Master, I usually do good deeds and have never done anything that is against the will of heaven and earth. I shouldn't be in the house, I should be outside. There must be a huge misunderstanding!"

After saying this, he kowtowed to Zuo Chen three times, and his head was broken and bleeding.

Seeing him like this, Zuo Chen remained calm and just waved his hand, saying:

"Don't worry, everyone. I have always been upright and will give you another chance. If you feel that you are innocent, or have only been sentenced to a light punishment, you can come to me, open your soul, and let me search it. As long as I am sure there is no problem, I can let you go back.

"What can I say? Is there anyone who wants to come forward? If you can get justice for yourself, I am willing to give you a wonderful method."

What Zuo Chen said was true.

If he really searches the soul and finds that the man is not dead, Zuo Chen will naturally give him a chance to live.

But faced with such a way out, no one dared to come forward!

It seems that this group of people also know that if they let Zuo Chen conduct a free inspection, they will surely die.

Looking around, Zuo Chen shook his head slightly.

There is absolutely no mistake in the list selected by Yan Wangsheng.

but,

Zuo Chen looked at Mr. Zhuge who was sitting next to him, and was a little curious:

"I can see that you are different from the people around you in the library. You shouldn't be here. Why don't you leave?"

"I...can't let go of my old friend."

"Even if you die?"

"Even if I die."

Mr. Zhuge looked at the people in the library with complicated eyes, and finally turned his head to look at Mr. Changsun who was at a loss beside him.

He stood up, walked in front of Zuo Chen, sighed, and bowed:

"Master, I am obsessed with books all over the world. I don't care about the trivial things in the library. I don't know what my old friends are doing, but they dare not let you search their souls. I am afraid they are indeed dirty.

"But I have been friends with them for a long time. I grew up with this bastard named Changsun. I can't abandon them. If you want to kill them, I will naturally be guilty of turning a blind eye."

Having said this, Master Zhuge seemed to have mustered up great courage. Even though his legs were trembling, he still said:

"I have been practicing hard for more than 40 years, and finally reached the threshold of the earthly immortals some time ago. Today, I dare to ask the Taoist priest for guidance. If I can win, I hope that the Taoist priest can spare the lives of my friends. I promise you that they will never enter Kyoto."

Zuo Chen looked up and down at Mr. Zhuge, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

He values ​​friendship and loyalty, and is devoted to literature.

It’s a pity that a leaf blocked my eyes and I was bound by my own “friendship”.

"Okay, I promise you." Zuo Chen said, "Let's start now."

"Okay." Mr. Zhuge took a long breath and then got into position.

The cold wind whistled in his sleeves, and there was the sound of book pages rustling.

"Mr. Shulou, Zhuge Xuanming, please give me some advice."

Mr. Zhuge seemed to want to take out a page of book from his sleeve and use it as his own small altar to fight with Zuo Chen.

Zuo Chen said nothing.

A little bit of lightning appeared at his fingertips and shot towards Master Zhuge.

The lightning was extremely fast and concealed. Before Mr. Zhuge could even react, a small bolt of lightning went straight into his forehead.

Mr. Zhuge rolled his eyes and fell to the ground unconscious.

The two sides fought for less than half a second before Master Zhuge was already defeated!

All the people in the library in the room shut up and said nothing. This is a land immortal!

Zuo Chen shook his head slightly.

The strength of Mr. Zhuge is actually slightly stronger than Zhu Laoba, but if he really fights with Zuo Chen, it may take Zuo Chen a little longer to deal with Zhu Laoba.

Lao Ba himself is thick-skinned and tough, and all his skills are in his muscles. Mr. Zhuge is well versed in magic, and if he succeeds in performing a ritual, three Zhu Lao Bas will not be enough to defeat him.

But his health was not good and he couldn't withstand the impact of other means.

There was a main course today, and Zuo Chen didn't want to waste time fighting with him, so he simply knocked him out.

"Caiyi, take this layman out and let him have a good rest and calm down."

Caiyi threw two small beans to the side, and in the blink of an eye they turned into barefoot little kids. The little kids supported Mr. Zhuge from the front and the back, and carried him down with great effort.

After they left, Zuo Chen looked at Qin Wuming with a smile.

It's time to enjoy the main course.

"You are the disciple of the imperial master, which means you are my direct descendant. Yan Wangsheng said that you betrayed the imperial master at that time, and that's why you became the master of the library. I'll give you a chance to explain."

Qin Wuming had been silent since Zuo Chen closed the door. Now, after hearing Zuo Chen's question, Qin Wuming forced a stiff smile on his face:

"This is a misunderstanding. I have never had any disrespect towards the capital. I have always been by the capital's side, loyal and filial..."

"You are speaking sincerely." Zuo Chen laughed: "Then let me check your spirit as evidence, okay?"

Qin Wuming finally couldn't maintain his calm expression any longer.

Anxiety, numbness, or even collapse.

These complex emotions appeared on his face for a moment, and finally turned into a helpless bitter smile:
"What the capital has done will destroy Daliang. I cannot let them do what they want and cause the people of the world to suffer."

Zuo Chen looked at the other person quietly, as if waiting for the other party to explain.

"The capital city wanted to use literature to convey the truth. They needed to first eliminate the ignorance of the people and then make the whole of Daliang run smoothly. However, the capital city acted too hastily at that time. The actions it took had a serious impact on the gentry. This was not acceptable."

Qin Wuming said in a clear voice:

"The nobles were pioneers, and no matter how wise they were, they were not comparable to the common people. At that time, the common people were not yet wise. Without the management of the nobles, it would be difficult for them to achieve great things. In this case, Daliang would surely be in chaos. At that time, the people would suffer.

"Since the master has gone in the wrong direction, I, as his apprentice, naturally need to correct him."

Yan Wangsheng couldn't stand it any longer, so he pointed at Qin Wuming's nose and started to curse:
"What nonsense! It's absurd! Qin Wuming, if you are really as selfless as you say, why are you sitting in this high position as the owner of this building? You are pretending to be kind and righteous, but your heart is as poisonous as a scorpion! You are so shameless, old man!"

Qin Wuming listened to such a straightforward scolding, and omitted the flattering smile. Because Zuo Chen was here, he did not dare to attack directly, and only snorted:
"If all of you old scholars and nobles present here were to die today, it would cause a great uproar in Kyoto, and I'm afraid that the ghost disaster will happen again. I think a kind-hearted person like the Taoist priest would not bear to see the people of the world imprisoned again. I only hope that the Taoist priest will show mercy and at least spare them the death penalty."

Having said all his words, he bowed to Zuo Chen, stared into his eyes, and waited for Zuo Chen's reaction.

Upon hearing this, Zuo Chen suddenly laughed twice.

Like...

fling in teeth.

"I think you might have made a mistake."

Zuo Chen's smile slowly turned cold:

“I have never claimed to be a good person, everything I do is to make my heart go smoothly.

“If someone values ​​friendship and has a good character, and I see him suffering, then I will be unhappy;

“But if someone is dirty and smelly like mud in a puddle, but claims to be applying gold foil to himself, I would feel uneasy when I see him.

"I also protect my shortcomings and treat my friends well. When my relatives and friends gather together, my heart is at peace. If someone harms those close to me, my heart is not at peace.

"Anyone who makes me unhappy is ruining my path to immortality and blocking the path of those who practice Taoism. I regard that as a fatal disaster!

"For me,
"Be punished!"

He spread out his palms, and his fingertips were already flashing with lightning:

"In my opinion, all of you old gentlemen in the library really deserve to be killed!"

"Taoist Priest!"

Qin Wuming's face turned pale.

Why can't you see that Zuo Chen is going to start a killing spree?
During this time, the house was filled with precious light, and all the old gentlemen used their own means of escaping and saving their lives, trying to find a chance to survive under this rolling thunder!
But how could they have such ability?
The exclamations and screams were instantly swallowed up by the crackling sound of thunder and lightning, and the flashing light of those protective treasures was also instantly pierced by the thunder.

Qin Wuming was no longer calm. He closed his eyes subconsciously and did not feel any thunder falling on his body.

Qin Wuming opened his eyes only when there was no sound around him.

There was no strange smell in the whole room. All the old gentlemen in the library had disappeared. Only piles of white petals were left on the seats, and nothing else.

Qin Wuming's face turned green as he looked at Zuo Chen who was sitting on the main seat.

"You betrayed my disciple back then, and I'm afraid there were many other people involved behind the scenes." Zuo Chen pointed to the room: "I have cut off this room from the outside world, and no one can spy on it."

Qin Wuming seemed to understand what Zuo Chen wanted to do. His legs went limp and he sat down on the ground, moving his body backwards.

Zuo Chen left his seat and slowly approached Qin Wuming:

"My soul-punishing skills are not very well-trained, so my attack may be a bit rough, please bear with me."

(End of this chapter)