Chapter 22
Liu Ze wanted to go back to the palace to take a look, but he couldn't find an excuse to leave after dinner. He was reluctantly dragged out of the restaurant by someone with facial paralysis. He didn't know whether it was the master or the butler who came over.
After getting a new horse, the man with the paralyzed face helped him onto the horse. He was very uncomfortable with the respectful attitude. He hadn't been rude before, but he had never been so respectful as this. The man with the paralyzed face didn't get on the horse himself, but walked in front, leading the horse. He didn't know where he was going.
At a corner, I saw a person who stood out from the crowd. Wasn't that the butler? Even after changing his clothes and standing in the crowd, he was still very eye-catching.
The butler looked at him, smiled, waved to him, then turned away coldly.
'? The butler's reaction was rather odd. I hadn't provoked him, had I?' Liu Ze, being led along on his horse, quickly passed the intersection and turned to look for him. The butler had already disappeared around the corner. Liu Ze wondered, "But the butler's already here. He should be able to arrange the follow-up, so the master can recover faster." After realizing this, he felt a great deal more at ease.
He was dragged forward by the paralyzed face like this, staggering along the way. He was not in a hurry after putting aside the important things in his mind. He felt helpless, like he could not do anything about it, as he could not escape. There would always be a way out when the car reached the mountain.
After walking halfway down the street, he felt something was wrong. Why were so many people looking at him? The vendors, the merchants pulling goods, the people selling and buying things on the street were all looking at him.
He felt a little uneasy being stared at, wondering what had attracted attention to him. When he lowered his head, he realized that he was not wearing the black cloak that the man with facial paralysis had given him.
His shiny outfit certainly stood out among the dusty crowd. "Hey, hey," he called out to the expressionless man walking in front of him. "Is my outfit okay? They're all looking at me."
Along the way, his face was paralyzed and he had to cover it with his cloak, fearing that anyone would see him and cause unnecessary trouble. But his attitude changed immediately after entering the city.
The man with expressionless face turned to look at him, then turned around and continued to lead the horse forward.
Liu Ze shrugged and thought, "Okay, it seems there's nothing to worry about." He was carefree and continued to be pulled forward.
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"Have you heard? The star official has come to Tianhong City."
"Is this true?"
"Really? My second uncle's son saw the star official on the street, heading towards the palace."
"Wow, the Supreme Emperor is indeed chosen by Heaven. The prophecy is indeed correct. Now that the Star Official has descended upon Tianhong, those vassal states should finally be at peace."
The two men walked past Wen Ci Qiu while talking. It seemed that they were going to the street they mentioned to see the star officials.
"Prophecy? Just a lie." As a crystallization of wisdom from a higher plane, Butler Wen certainly understood that so-called prophecies were merely fabricated by humans, and there was no such thing as a set future.
Butler Wen didn't care what people around him were saying. He concentrated on getting familiar with the city and chose a crowded and lively place to move the yard there.
The further Liu Ze walked, the more people gathered on both sides, but they did not block their way forward.
Before the interview, when the horse took him along the road, people on both sides of the horse crawled on the ground, some licked it with their tongues, and some scratched it with their hands.
Fortunately, they did not pounce on him, otherwise Liu Ze would have thought that he had entered a zombie world. Even so, he was scared to death by those people's behavior.
The ground was so dirty that he licked it with his tongue. When he was a beggar, he never saw anyone eating dirt. He walked through the crowded street market, only a block away, and no one crossed the street to chase him.
Looking at the situation, Liu Ze felt relieved. The buildings on the roadside became more exquisite and the road was wider than before. There were also people watching, but they were not as crazy as those people just now. They stood quietly on both sides of the road, smiling at him or whispering something to him.
It wasn't until the people on both sides of the road were replaced by neatly dressed soldiers that Liu Ze began to feel uneasy: "You expressionless guy, where are you taking me?" This scene was too big, and he could hardly handle it.
Until the majestic imperial city was right in front of them. There were many people standing on the city wall, and at the foot of the imperial city, Liu Ze and the paralyzed man were surrounded by layers of soldiers.
Liu Ze saw that the situation was not right. Why did they invite him here and surround him with soldiers? Until he saw the soldiers in the distance picked up bows and arrows, all pointing them at the two of them who wanted to stand in the center.
"Damn, you dead face, are you bringing me here to die?" Liu Ze was panicking. He didn't want to experience the feeling of being pierced by thousands of arrows.
Yan Shiliu stopped, turned around and looked carefully at the stars that he had brought back by force, hoping to bring the memory of this glance into the next reincarnation. The more than ten days of getting along with each other were the lifelong happiness of a humble man like him.
He reached out and untied the chain on Xingxing's hand, breaking the connection between them: "I wish you to ascend to the altar. Please forgive my rudeness along the way."
"?" Liu Ze was baffled. Wasn't he escorted here by him? Shouldn't he contact his master in this situation? The soldiers surrounding them could shoot arrows at any moment. "Go and tell them to put down their arrows."
The expressionless man seemed to have not understood and fell to his knees.
"Ready, shoot."
"Oh my god." Seeing the dense rain of arrows coming towards him, Liu Ze had no time to communicate with the expressionless guy who couldn't understand human language. He didn't want the two of them to become a hornet's nest together.
He immediately jumped into the air, pulled up the man with paralyzed face who was kneeling on the ground, and used the Yantian Sect's double light skills in the game to fly high to avoid the rain of arrows. The horse he was riding had been shot into a sieve.
He didn't want to land for fear of being besieged again, so he saw a place to land in the air, which was a high platform supported by white jade pillars. At this time, he could only fly towards the only place where he could land with a paralyzed face.
As soon as Liu Ze stepped onto the platform, thunderous cheers rang out all around him. He was so scared that his hands trembled and he almost threw his face out.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, you are sick." First there was a rain of arrows, and then the party started. What other explanation could there be except that he is sick?
Yan Shiliu never thought that he could still survive. After receiving the action notice from above, he was like an abandoned dead man. He didn't think he could survive being pierced by thousands of arrows.
He didn't expect that he would be rescued by the stars that hated him all the way. He flew into the sky, surrounded by countless stars, and survived as if in a dream.
Being carried by the stars to the altar made him kneel down in fear and trepidation.
Liu Ze was considering whether to fly away, or fly away, or fly away.
An old man with a loud voice began to shout above the imperial city.
The gods have shown their favor to me, and I have been honored. The star messengers have come to protect the destiny of our country. The throne is bestowed by God, the way of heaven is orthodox, and all the princes are obedient to me, and we all share the grace of God.
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