Chapter 119 Honey Lake Who is she?

Li Zhou followed Jingzhen to many places.

At first, she would often just pick up food and stuff it into her mouth, regardless of whether she could eat it or not, or whether she had to pay for it.

Staring at an object or a group of people in a daze, making the other person's scalp tingle, but not looking away.

When I hear Jingzhen say what she likes, I will say what she likes too.

Later, she began to express her own preferences, and had places she wanted to go and things she wanted to do.

She saw other children clamoring for candy figures and rolling on the ground if their families refused to buy them, so she also fell to the ground and rolled from side to side.

The child was frightened and started crying. The vendor selling candy figurines was also frightened and packed up his stall and ran away. Who dared to provoke an adult who suddenly went crazy? She got up and looked at him for a while, squinted her eyes, but failed to cry. She walked away as if nothing had happened.

Jingzhen comforted her and promised to let her eat the sugar man in the future. She smiled happily and really looked forward to the taste of the sugar man.

She walked into a popular City God Temple and saw believers offering fruits, pigs and sheep to the statue of the god. She then walked into the temple, moved the statue away, sat on it herself, and stared at the stunned believers, waiting for them to feed her.

The believers did not dare to provoke such a powerful monster. They looked up at her in anger but could not say a word. She waited for a while but did not receive any offerings, so she left again.

Jingzhen comforted her again and promised that she would be able to eat lots of offerings in the future.

Li Zhou gradually realized that if what he wanted was not satisfied, he would be sad, and when he was sad, he would cry.

So she learned to cry.

In this way, with Jingzhen's company, she learned the emotions of ordinary people, learned what to eat and what not to eat, and learned normal ways of communication.

Although she was unable to remember these specific things in the end, what Jingzhen taught her did leave a trace.

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Li Zhou put the comb into the tiger-head hat, and at the same time smoothed the hair that had grown after he established his foundation.

Be careful next time you comb your hair and don't pull your hair out.

When the attendant raised his eyes, he saw that she took the comb away as if it was her own thing. His antennae twitched unhappily, and he walked forward, wanting Li Zhou to return the comb.

Master Liaochen, who was walking beside Jin Mingda and reading his diary, caught a glimpse of its movement out of the corner of her eye and turned around to stop it.

The attendant's face darkened, and he was about to speak, but Master Liaochen smiled and said, "If you keep someone else's things for too long, do you think they are your own?"

A strange voice took over the conversation: "If you tell lies too many times, do you think they will come true?"

Nun Liaochen's eyebrows twitched slightly, and she looked in the direction of the voice. Unknowingly, the Emperor of Dayan had arrived at the palace gate with many officials and guards.

It glanced coldly at Li Zhou, Master Liaochen and Jin Mingda. The black imperial robe slid over the high threshold. The ministers behind him all had expressionless faces, and the faces with tentacles were illuminated green by the ice lanterns.

Bang!

The heavy hall door closed, and the ice-carved hall became a closed secret room. The faces of the people from Dayan revealed the murderous intent that had been well hidden before.

Jin Mingda clenched the meteor hammer in his hand, feeling a little regretful. They let these Dayan people take the initiative and became the turtle in the jar.

She subconsciously looked at Master Chen, but saw that she didn't look surprised at all. Her wildly beating heart suddenly calmed down.

Master Liaochen said, "What lie?"

The emperor said angrily: "If you are really the descendants of Master Xue, how could her relics have no reaction?"

Master Liaochen said "Oh" and raised the brush in her hand: "You think these things are treasures of the immortal, but only her descendants can use them. She agreed to our request to see the relics so readily, and she also wants to use us to crack the secret of the treasure."

The emperor did not answer. At this time, silence was a sign of consent.

When Jin Mingda heard this, he suddenly realized why the people from Dayan, who had been so friendly just now, suddenly turned hostile.

An official from Dayan sneered and said, "If you hadn't heard the name of Master Xue and had become greedy, we would have treated you to a good meal, so that you wouldn't have to go without a full meal before you die."

"So no matter what, you didn't plan to let us leave alive?" Jin Mingda blurted out. The death of his teacher and the hostility of the Great Yan people came to his mind. It was really a new hatred and old hatred. He was angry and aggrieved. "Have you forgotten the contract with Master Xue? Have you forgotten that this place was originally the territory of the Great Zhou? How can a T person be so ungrateful?"

The Great Yan official looked at her strangely and said, "This is the place where our Great Yan was founded. Master Xue cannot repair our world, and you are not capable of sending us back. We killed the invaders in our own country. How did we violate the contract?"

Jin Mingda was so angry that his lips trembled, and the meteor hammer in his hand began to hum: "If your icy aura hadn't been leaked, how could the teacher... If the teacher hadn't been in trouble, who would want to invade this wild land!"

When the Yan emperor and his ministers heard the last sentence, their faces turned very ugly. The emperor said gloomily, "We just want to live. What's wrong with that?"

Another official wearing a hat said: "The icy breath is produced when we breathe in and out. If you people of the Great Zhou breathe normally, it will cause harm to another country. Will you let the people of your country stop breathing from now on?"

Jin Mingda was stunned.

The Emperor of Dayan asked again: "If we let you go, can you promise not to gather troops to destroy us after you leave?"

Jin Mingda's face froze.

The questions from Dayan people kept echoing in her mind, making her feel confused. She had to avenge her teacher, but what these people said made sense...

A Buddhist chant interrupted her thoughts. She looked up and saw Master Chen calmly saying, "The future will judge right and wrong. Why bother arguing endlessly?"

She clasped her hands together, and the beads from the necklace around her neck flew out one by one, setting aside the Buddhist formation and emitting a dazzling golden light.

"The people of Dayan must live, and the people of Dazhou must live too." Nun Liaochen looked at the Emperor of Dayan, "Even though it depends on each person's ability, I am willing to take full responsibility for the sin of killing committed today."

The emperor looked at Master Liaochen, who was as hard as iron in the center of the golden light, but the hostility in his eyes gradually dissipated and a little sadness emerged.

The writing system of Dayan has been destroyed, and Taoism has been passed down through word of mouth. So, it is inevitable that there are mistakes and omissions today.

Even if these dozens of people were added together, they could only fight the nun to death together.

Therefore, before it came, it had already passed the throne to the crown prince, and the East Palace's team was now guarding outside the palace, waiting for the outcome of this battle.

It itself, its previous emperor, and the previous emperor... in the past eight hundred years, fifteen emperors all had the same ending.

There will always be practitioners from the Great Zhou who discover this place, and a life-and-death struggle is inevitable. Dayan has been weakening and is becoming more and more afraid of the empire on earth. If the underground kingdom is exposed to the world, the emperor of the Great Zhou will never tolerate their continued existence.

All the emperors of Dayan implemented a strict hierarchical education system, in which the middle and lower classes were not allowed to learn history or learn the official language of Zhou.

Therefore, most people in Dayan believed that they had lived on this land since ancient times, and that the land was a forbidden area that must not be visited, with many monsters with soft bodies, no limbs, and no tentacles.

When will this concealment end?

The emperor had long been tired of this. He flapped his wings and, together with his ministers, welcomed the flying pearls, with bright Buddha light reflected in his eyes. Dying for the country today should be the best ending.

When Jin Mingda saw that Master Chen had already started a battle with the ruler and ministers of Dayan, he was about to step forward to help, but suddenly he remembered that Li Zhou had not spoken a word, so he turned his head to look in her direction.

Li Zhou was lying on the floor tiles, knocking left and sniffing right, paying no attention to what was happening here.

Jin Mingda was stunned, turned his head to look at Master Chen again, recalled Li Zhou's various performances along the way, and an incredible guess emerged in his mind.

She originally thought that Li Zhou was the evil spirit tamed by Master Liaochen, but now it seems that maybe it should be the other way around, or perhaps, Li Zhou should be called "He".

She didn't know why such a powerful being had to address herself as master and disciple to Master Liaochen, but she already understood that the battle for survival between Great Zhou and Great Yan could only be fought by the people of Great Zhou and Great Yan themselves.

Whatever Li Zhou wanted to do, even Master Lechen could not control it, let alone her.

Jin Mingda took a deep breath, gripped the meteor hammer tightly, and rushed into the battlefield.

Although Li Zhou had eaten a lot of honey products, those were just snacks.

The smell of honey that attracted her was much sweeter than those snacks.

She sniffed hard and felt it might be deeper underground.

Are you hiding it so deep because you are afraid of being stolen?

Li Zhou, who didn't realize that he was taking something without asking, finally found a hollow brick.

There's still room below!

The clever Li Zhou thought for a moment, then imitated the people of Dayan, stretched out a tail needle from behind, and pried open the hollow brick.

The attendant who was fighting with all his strength caught a glimpse of this scene and was shocked. Who is she? Is she... a spy sent by Dayan to Dazhou?

Once Li Zhou was immersed in his own affairs, he automatically blocked out the reactions from the outside world.

After prying open the first brick, she was proud for a moment, then she lay on the ground and looked inside. She saw only a dark and deep hole, winding and twisting, but no honey.

But the sudden strong smell told her that she had found the right place, the honey was in this hole.

She quickly pried open the other tiles, pushed her hat down, bent her waist, got into the hole, and began to slide deeper.

There were some noises faintly heard behind her, including shouts of "Where are you going?" and "Stop?", but she ignored them.

She thought digging holes was fun, just like swimming. Sometimes she huddled like a cricket, sometimes she dug around with her hands and feet, and sometimes she spread her limbs and swam on her back.

After an unknown amount of time, a faint yellow light appeared, and she finally slid to the end.

She crawled out of the tunnel, and her tiger-head hat fell down, almost falling into the golden pool outside the tunnel.

With her quick hands and eyes, she finally got the hat and the comb inside back into her arms. When she looked up, everything she saw was golden honey.

No wonder the smell can spread so far, it turns out there is a honey lake hidden underground.

Li Zhou opened his eyes wide, thinking about how to bring the honey back, and his eyes fell on the tiger-head hat that he had treasured so much just now.

Just as she was about to reach out and scoop a cup of honey, bubbles suddenly gurgled from the mirror-smooth surface of the lake, and a huge, bloated and fat bee man, who was who knows how long he had lived, stood up from the lake. Honey was flowing all over his body, but the old man's face was very smooth, not a single drop of it was stained.

Li Zhou shrank back because of its ugliness, but the bee man thought she was afraid, so he glanced down at her and said calmly, "I am the great ancestor of Yan. Did my useless descendants finally lose to you, the Great Zhou?"

Li Zhou blinked. What Taizu meant was... yes...

The founding emperor!

Although no one asked the question, Li Zhou still felt that he had answered the question correctly, so he rewarded himself with a hat of honey.

Great Yan Taizu paused, his face twisted. "It seems that those rubbish have given you some illusion that a little girl like you dared to provoke me like this."

The wings behind it flapped, and two cold rays of light shot out from its eyes as it stared at Li Zhou.