Chapter 24

When the princes prosper and troubled times come, hundreds of ghosts will cry.

When the stars change and the secrets of heaven are revealed, we will get divine help.

The divine road leads to the end of all sufferings and epidemics, and thousands of souls are sacrificed.

Guard the stars and help the gods to carry out their will, and Lin'an will enjoy a prosperous era.

Liu Ze flipped the brocade in his hand. It had intricate patterns on it, with four sentences embroidered in the middle. There was no paper in this world, so the things used for recording were cloth, leather, wood, and stone slabs. They could be washed and recorded repeatedly, but it was rare to see something like this embroidered directly on cloth.

He found this in a room full of records. Before entering, he asked the female official here, and the female official said that he could look through everything here at will.

There was a table right in the middle of the entrance, and this thing was placed in a carved wooden box on the table. It looked very solemn, so he was curious and took it out to have a look.

He read it but didn't understand it, which was a bit difficult for him as a science student, but he didn't make it difficult for himself to figure out what was written on it.

Sitting on the wide guardrail, the sun made him feel sleepy. The guardrail was made of half-meter-wide stones, so Liu Ze just lay down as he pleased.

After staying here for a few days, it felt like a specially opened presidential suite. The environment was elegant, the accommodation was comfortable, and even the waiters were beautiful women dressed coolly. It was just that they were too cool. Liu Ze was determined not to let them get within ten meters of him, so he specifically pointed to the little boy to serve him.

When those women approached him, his misogyny began to set in. The tulle they wore was translucent, and there were no women's things or panties. All he could see were those things. He was really not interested. If they were all hunky men, he might have taken a few more glances.

Everything else was fine. When it was time to eat, the food was served to him. When it was time to take a bath, the hot water was ready. If he hadn't insisted on refusing, he would have been helped to put on his clothes.

He looked about the same age as the servant, and the boy would kneel down to put shoes on him. He refused twice, and the child looked like he was about to cry, so he softened his heart and agreed to his behavior. The boy put on his shoes reverently as if he had received a great honor.

This led him to the conclusion that the people here might be sick and their ideas were completely different from his, making them impossible to understand.

He rescued the man with facial paralysis, who had been running a fever. Although he saved his life, the whip wound on his back was very serious. I can only say that fortunately he was a Yantian, who could heal him a few times (a skill of Yantian that can heal all other skills after using it). The effect was not obvious, but fortunately he was able to hang on to his life.

This guy with facial paralysis is also quite good. Although he is still unconscious, the wound on his back has begun to scab over and the redness and swelling have subsided a lot. It seems that the guy I like is quite good.

"Star Lord, Star Lord." The voice of the little servant came from a distance, and he came trotting over: "He's awake." Liu Ze had told him to keep an eye on Yan Shiliu and notify him immediately if he woke up.

Yan Shiliu's memory reaches the cold white floor. Here, conscious, he lies on the soft white bed, the sunlight filtering through layer after layer of white gauze, not glaring at all. As the gauze flutters, the air smells of sunshine.

This place was nothing like the dark and cold residence of the dead soldiers. Everything was white and inlaid with golden patterns. In his knowledge, there was only one place with such a building.

Xinggong Pavilion is the first place built by every dynasty and every vassal state. Even if it is always empty and has no owner, there must be that building. When the owner comes, it means that it is recognized by God.

And he forcibly brought back a star, and his life was complete. Perhaps this was his mission in this world. If he had approached it, he would have no regrets.

As for why he was in such a place, the star running panting gave him the answer.

"You will be mine from now on. I don't think you dare to chain me up again." Liu Ze crossed his arms over his chest. Even though he was breathing heavily, he kept his face up and spoke to the paralyzed man through his nose.

It's so satisfying. All the frustrations on the road were turned around with just one sentence.

After posing for a long time without hearing any response, I lowered my head and saw those eyes. They were so dark that I couldn't understand the emotion in them.

"Did you hear me? I've asked you to come here. From now on, you can't lock me up. You must listen to me." Liu Ze repeated again: "Did you hear me?"

"Yes, Master." His voice was hoarse as always, without any emotion.

How could Yan Shiliu not be excited? When he saw Xingzi wearing the white holy robe again, he thought it was his own hallucination, and his dead heart skipped a beat.

It was just the training he received in the first half of his life that made him lose the freedom to get excited. No matter what he faced, he would only have this expression.

Liu Ze was inexplicably unhappy with his expression. Why was he so reluctant? He was the one who saved her, so he had no choice but to do it.

"Get well soon and don't waste medicine, huh." Liu Ze found a step and walked out with his head held high.

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At dusk.

Liu Ze sat depressedly by the pond, occasionally throwing food in his hand, attracting the fish in the pond to scramble for the food.

While throwing the fish food, I thought to myself that I don't need to care about his expressionless thoughts. At worst, I can just not let him do it.

He heard the sound of bells. The saints here all wore bells on their feet, which would ring when they walked. It was okay when he was alone, but it would be very irritating when there were a group of women around.

"What's the matter? Didn't I tell you that you are here to tell Anan not to come near...!?" Liu Ze didn't finish his words, turned his head to take a look, and choked the words in his mouth.

Why is his face paralyzed? He was wearing the translucent white gauze dress of the saints. Only the golden decorations on his chest and waist could hide some of his flesh, and the rest of his body was clearly visible.

The scars on his wheat-colored skin were faintly visible under the white sand. There was not a single piece of good flesh on his body, and all of it was covered with scars. This time, without any clothes to cover it, the cut throat wound on his neck was clearly visible.

Liu Ze squeezed out a sound with a choked throat: "Why are you dressed like this?" The real him didn't care about this question at all. This was too... too...

The young male servant who came up behind was very happy to answer the star official's questions: "Everyone in the Xinggong Pavilion must wear this way. Everything in the pavilion is dedicated to the Xinggong, so of course it has to be the best. Only we in Tianhong have this Xingyue Sand, and it can only be used in the Xinggong Pavilion." He answered very seriously and confidently.

Liu Ze figured out one thing: not only the Star Moon Sand, but everyone in the pavilion was offering it. No wonder...

This is what is in front of me. This is too much. It once again proves how good my vision is.

What does facial paralysis mean? Liu Ze is very thoughtful. Even if he doesn't have the god-like appearance of his master, facial paralysis is not ugly. His appearance is above that of ordinary people, and the most important thing is that it is big, very big.

I've heard from people who've experienced this that this is very important.

You have to have one of love and sex.

This dress is really nice, everything can be seen clearly.