Han Zeyu felt that the old monk's analysis was almost correct, but when he met Prince Rui, he did not sense any death from him.
Moreover, it seems that his plan started more than ten years ago. Hasn't he been living well all these years?
Could it be that Prince Rui has been fooled?
The true situation is unknown, so Han Zeyu decides to go to Diannan City to investigate again.
The atmosphere in Prince Rui's mansion was depressing. The servants were in a hurry and did not dare to speak loudly.
Han Zeyu lurked for a long time before he saw the anxious Prince Rui.
But even though the dark circles under his eyes were as big as a panda's, he still didn't think that Prince Rui's time was up.
In the collision between later supernatural powers and ancient metaphysics, who is at fault? Or perhaps neither of them is at fault.
There are two possibilities. Prince Rui was fooled. He firmly believed that his end was near, so he frantically amassed wealth and accelerated the experimental process in an attempt to prolong his life.
Another possibility is that Prince Rui will die suddenly without any warning, which could be a sudden death or an accident.
After inspecting the Jiuding Mine, Han Zeyu kicked the stone wall angrily.
It was actually exposed, and the passage he dug with so much difficulty was blocked. He didn't know which grandson discovered it.
That day, Han Zeyu opened the chains on the cages one by one, and the people inside ran out, causing unprecedented chaos in the experimental base.
After finally quelling the riot, everyone immediately launched a carpet search.
Each of them held a torch and searched the cave thoroughly.
The hole Han Zeyu dug was quite large. Although it was located low and remote, it was still found.
The biggest contributor was actually a monkey, a rare species with fiery red hair.
Han Zeyu didn't know the details and just kept complaining about the regret.
I could have taken a shortcut, but now I have to find another way.
After rushing all the way to Qianhu Suo, Han Zeyu instructed Ma Zhao to find a way to go around to the back of the canyon and take a look. He suspected that the real entrance was there.
Ma Zhao had heard from his wife An An that he was planning to select a few soldiers with good martial arts and swimming skills to go and explore the way, when Han Zeyu came over.
Seeing that he was about to leave after he finished speaking, Ma Zhao hurriedly asked, "Boss Han, aren't you going to lead the team yourself?"
Han Zeyu turned around and said, "No, I'm going to the capital to kill everyone, make great achievements, and save the people. I'll leave the small things here to you."
Ma Zhao felt sympathetic, thinking that perhaps it was a good thing that his son did not become a disciple.
You are so young and don’t know how to be on guard. What if someone asks you who your master is?
He said that since he studied under Han Zeyu, he would be easily caught off guard.
For a real example, please refer to Ding Junjie’s tragic childhood experience.
As the autumn harvest gradually unfolds in Shuzhou, Han Zeyu's grain-grabbing squad goes online again, determined not to let Prince Rui gain any benefit.
As time goes by, the day that heralds the arrival of danger is getting closer and closer.
Han Zeyu showed no signs of moving, and Master Deyun could not force him.
But he still had to return to Beijing. If he could contribute a little, he could reduce the suffering.
All living beings suffer. If I don’t go to hell, who will?
Master Deyun packed his bags and prepared to return.
Han Zeyu was calm and told him to stay calm.
"It's useless for you to go back at this time. Just stay here and I will go back for you."
Abbot Deyun was mixed with joy and sorrow. He was happy that Han Zeyu was willing to help, but he was worried that he was being despised.
He sighed deeply and tried again, "How about I go with you? I'll have someone to look after you on the way."
Han Zeyu looked the old monk up and down. Could he have a little self-awareness? Wasn't it obvious who was taking care of whom?
I thought so, but I couldn't say it like that: "Let's divide the work and cooperate. I will protect the people of the capital, and you will protect Su Shien's safety."
Abbot Deyun still couldn't understand: "Why do you hide your strength and allow yourself to be misunderstood?"
Han Zeyu said sweetly: "Because I want to be a delicate flower protected by the boss."
Abbot Deyun clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, these worldly affairs are not something we outsiders should inquire about. This poor monk Menglang has been reckless."
Han Zeyu comforted the master: "The waters of this world are too deep. Master, please do not test the waters yourself. If you end up losing your integrity, where will you go to seek justice?"
Abbot Deyun flicked his sleeves and was driven away by someone who made him angry, but he didn't expect that someone even more infuriating was yet to come.
Tiezhu saw Abbot Deyun coming towards him, so he greeted him politely, but the master just looked away and ignored Tiezhu.
Tiezhu was not annoyed, and even praised the master from behind: "Master, you are still strong despite your old age, and your legs and feet are really nimble."
Abbot Deyun walked even faster. Both the master and the servant had bad intentions.
After finishing his family affairs, Han Zeyu set off for the capital again.
Su Shien repeatedly reminded him that his own safety was the most important.
Han Zeyu also repeatedly assured that he would come back as soon as possible.
He didn't know why he had to take the risk, but there was always a voice in his heart driving him to go to the capital.
It's either a trap or an opportunity, a blessing or a curse, and if it's a curse, there's no escaping it. What is he afraid of? The worst that can happen is he can just slide down and run away.
After a long journey, Han Zeyu arrived in the capital three days ahead of schedule.
Let’s go to the farm first to take a look. This time Fengshou was not scared because he felt there was something more frightening.
"Master, you haven't left Beijing yet?"
Han Zeyu nodded. He had already run back and forth.
"Is there anything unusual on Zhuangzi? You seem very nervous."
"Master, I think this isn't a good omen! Look over there in the barn, and the kennels on the farm next door, they haven't been very peaceful lately."
Han Zeyu took a look and understood what he meant. These abnormal phenomena generally indicate that an earthquake is about to occur.
"Reinforce the barn and don't let them escape. Don't let them go out for a walk for the next few days."
Han Zeyu did not stay long. He looked at the changes in the surrounding villages and was sure that the natural disaster was undoubtedly the result of an earth dragon turning over.
Zhou Yi has been extremely busy recently. The emperor asked them to clean up the Imperial Examination Hall in case of emergency.
There are only a few ways to deal with natural disasters, and the preparations have been done very well.
His Majesty the Emperor knew that the national treasury was not rich, so this time he paid out of his own pocket to stockpile food, medicinal materials and other supplies.
Regardless of whether a natural disaster occurs or not, the Emperor's actions deeply moved the Minister of Revenue, who repeatedly praised the Emperor for his wisdom.
The emperor had no time to deal with him and told him to get as far away as possible, as he didn't want to see his hypocritical and pretentious old face.
Everything is ready except for the east wind. I don’t know whether the east wind from Shuzhou can blow to the capital. Everything is unknown.
Han Zeyu appeared on the street, watching the people coming and going, feeling the hustle and bustle of the city, and listening to the familiar shouts, and suddenly he felt at peace.
If you are poor, you should take care of yourself; if you are rich, you should help the world; as long as you have a clear conscience, you will be fine.
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