Chapter 99 Kaifeng Weird Things

The recognition of higher intelligent life forms is more rigorous than that of living things. After comparison by Theseus, he found that the red color of the invitation card was consistent with the red color of the 136 coffins, and the data matched completely.

In other words...

[Can we assume that the owner of this invitation is the person I am looking for now? ]

Theseus pushed up his glasses and said, "It can be assumed that the probability is as high as 80 percent."

The other 20 percent is for unexpected events that might occur.

Tarona blinked, opened the invitation, and asked, "Are the test results of that thing out?"

She was talking about the black paste inside those small tripods.

It is true that one never stops learning as long as he lives. Ever since she accidentally came to the world of martial arts, she actually felt that her knowledge reserves were far from enough. She also needed to urgently absorb the knowledge of these oriental metaphysics. The main feature of the contemporary witch is that she is knowledgeable and has to know a little bit of everything.

【It will take another two hours. 】

As a highly intelligent life form, Theseus does not have as many worries as his partner. He has a whole database of comparison data, so testing is just a matter of running some data.

However, as the number of comparisons increases, more time will be required to ensure accuracy.

Worried that the composition of the black paste in each small tripod might be different, Tarona cut open a space and took a little from each small tripod, a total of 136 portions, and stuffed them into her partner's hands.

The small tripod might have played a role in reducing the smell. It was just a sample as tiny as a hair, but the smell was so strong that the witch rolled her eyes.

What kind of suffering is this in the world!

Seeing so many corpses, including twelve infants who had not yet been weaned, Tarona became very upset. The hellfire in his body was almost impossible to suppress, and the urge to burn the entire world became more and more obvious.

At that time, almost all of my energy was focused on suppressing the urge to burn the world, so I failed to notice the strangeness in the pungent smell.

At this moment, two powerful air fresheners were nearby, and his brain, which had been raging, gradually became clear. Tarona brought the invitation close to his nose and sniffed it carefully.

There is indeed the breath of the soul.

After a moment, she put down the invitation and looked at the person who signed it with an unpredictable expression.

How wonderful the mountain man is.

She took the list again, scanned it, and sure enough, found He Miao's name at the very first.

This list is a letter of alliance from King Xiangyang, used for rebellion, and also means "We are all grasshoppers on the same rope, if I die, we all die together."

Calling himself a hermit, are you a Taoist priest?

Recalling the animal heads on those small tripods, the Great Witch nodded secretly, thinking that it was most likely a Taoist priest.

Most people would not dare to carve an image of Bo'er, let alone make it so lifelike. People in this world are very wary of matters related to ghosts and gods, especially the underworld, let alone dealing with them. The most ordinary people can do is to worship Zhong Kui to ward off evil spirits.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang stood quietly by, not making any sound, for fear of disturbing Lady Jia's thoughts.

After a while, Lady Jia looked at them and asked, "How is the Xiangyang Palace?"

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang both shook their heads. They did not leave after they came back. The things in the box alone were enough for them to look through them over and over again.

Besides, it's still some time before dawn.

If it were Kaifeng, there would indeed be people walking at this time, but this was Xiangyang, and the King of Xiangyang had issued an order that no one in the city, no matter who they were, was allowed to go out after nightfall. Many farmers and workers who had to get up early and work late to earn their hard-earned money were suffering.

Although there were some people who opposed it, and some people wanted to use a large sum of money to ask for mercy from King Xiangyang, they were all rejected by King Xiangyang.

Zhao Jue had a large number of troops under his command and no one dared to rebel, so this ridiculous order was carried out.

Therefore, at this moment, it was very quiet outside the inn. Even the sound of chickens and dogs barking could not be heard. If this city was not full of people and it was so quiet, it would be easy for people to mistakenly think that this was actually a death place full of illusions.

Lady Jia asked again: "Xiao Yutang, did you use the things I gave you?"

The little snowball nodded.

I used it, it is very useful.

Bai Yuting felt indescribably happy when he saw the towering building disappear completely from the distant rooftop. He was happier than if he had drunk a jar of century-old brew.

Tarona hummed, put all the things on the table into the box, closed the lid, and pushed it to Zhan Zhao.

She said, "I have to go out for a while. You guys just stay here and you will be able to change back in half an hour. If you want to change again in the future, just follow your heart."

As she spoke, she reached out and touched the heads of Cat and Mouse one by one, "This is my gift to you. Remember, make good use of it and don't let evil thoughts sway you."

The Lord of Hell smiled softly: "I don't want to see you in hell."

Once a person with great fortune turns to evil, there will be no forgiveness, so he must not do bad things.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang nodded solemnly. They would never bring harm to the world and would definitely not do anything that would betray kindness and harm others.

…

The Xiangyang Palace was in chaos.

The Chongxiao Tower was built deep inside the palace, and the power generated by the miniature collapse bomb after it was activated naturally spread out in all directions with Chongxiao Tower as the center. The first to be hit and knocked unconscious were the King of Xiangyang and his capable generals, while those who escaped this were the marginal figures who were not valued, and some servants who were not allowed to enter the inner courtyard to serve.

This time, the palace was in a mess. Now there was no one in charge. Those who were still awake were in a panic and terrified. They did not scatter like monkeys when the tree fell, because Prince Xiangyang was still alive and had great prestige. They dared not have any second thoughts.

They hastily selected a few people to ask for someone who could make the decision, and the rest of the people hurriedly sent the unconscious person to the room, and ran around the city to ask for a doctor with sweat all over their faces.

Just after the immortal with long hair in the clear sky left for a while, Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang who stayed in the inn heard hurried footsteps and knocking on the door not far away.

The big black cat, which had not yet turned back, stared at the snow-white mouse again and walked to the window. They pushed open a crack and looked out. Just then, a servant passed by them downstairs in a panic. With their current eyesight, they could easily see the cold sweat on the servant's forehead.

Bai Yutang asked, "What's going on? Didn't that old thief impose a curfew?"

Zhan Zhao narrowed his eyes and said, "Something must have happened to Prince Xiangyang."

Otherwise, the boy wouldn't be so panicked, running forward panting heavily, his limbs weak, which shows how urgent the situation is.

Something happened to Prince Xiangyang?

Bai Yutang thought for a while, his dark eyes widened in surprise: "That treasure has such great power?"

Not only did the building fall apart in an instant, but even the King of Xiangyang, who was so far away, couldn't escape...

The Fifth Master suddenly felt itchy and wondered if he could ask Madam Jia for another one so that he could sneak into the Western Xia Palace and let Li Yuanhao also taste the power of this treasure!

Zhan Zhao seemed to know what he was thinking and shook his head helplessly, signaling him to stop thinking about it. This was a treasure from the immortal family, how could he be so casual with it?

But speaking of Xixia, he remembered the names of the Xixia and Liao people on the list. His golden pupils suddenly dimmed, and there was a hint of murderous aura in them.

"Brother Bai, Madam Jia just said that after you turned into a bird, your speed was faster than mine now."

Bai Yutang thought about what he was planning: "You want me to send a letter back?"

Zhan Zhao nodded. He wanted Bai Yutang to send the list back to Bao Da Ren, who would then report it to the emperor.

If it were in the past, they would have to spend some time to collect enough evidence, after all, the King of Xiangyang was the son of the previous emperor and the uncle of the official. But now, there is no need, the Emperor of Fengdu has personally convicted him, no matter how high his status is or how eloquent he is, it is useless, this list is the scalpel prepared for him by the world.

In this case, the King of Xiangyang became secondary, and the important things were Xixia and Liao. The King of Xiangyang was so ungrateful to his ancestors that spies from the two countries must have secretly infiltrated the Song Dynasty under his protection, and maybe... there were even spies in the court.

The most urgent task is to root out these foreign countries' tricks. We must remember that a dam thousands of miles long can be destroyed by an ant hole. The longer these troubles are left, the more troubles they will cause.

Fortunately, an immortal was born in the Song Dynasty. Thanks to the immortal's help, this disaster was averted in advance.

Bai Yutang laughed and scolded: "You little cat, you actually dare to use me as a messenger pigeon!"

Zhan Zhao swung his tail and said, "The more capable, the more work. Brother Bai is naturally more capable than me, so I'll have to trouble Brother Bai to work hard this time."

Bai Yutang felt so relaxed by the compliment that he hummed twice in response.

At this moment, in the Xiangyang Palace——

The expressionless Lord of Hell stood at the bedside of the unconscious Prince Xiangyang, his deep red eyes coldly examining this seemingly normal mortal. People were coming and going in the room, and they looked very busy, but in fact, he himself didn't know what he was busy with.

They only know that being busy is better than standing there stupidly. If they don't keep busy, the anxiety and fear in their hearts will instantly overwhelm their rationality.

They tried countless methods, but could not wake up a single person. The timid servant had become so weak that he curled up into a ball, not knowing what to do.

They were all wondering, what happened to the prince? What happened to these adults? Why did they become like this overnight?

...What is that bright light?

Is there a sun at night?

Why is it only King Xiangyang?

Those who knew something about this suddenly became terrified.

Is it true, is it true... that the prince has been cursed by God?

The evil deeds that Prince Wang had committed were finally discovered by the gods, so he was punished by heaven!

These people were all breathing rapidly, their faces looked like they were half crying and half laughing, their hands were shaking so much that they couldn't hold or move anything.

The people around glanced at them a few times, then looked away as if they had seen nothing.

What can they do?

They are just some lowly people who can't decide to be angry.

This gloomy and numb emotion made the beautiful woman with clear long hair frown. She moved her fingers, and all the people who were busy working in the house put down their work in an orderly manner and walked out of the room in an orderly manner.

It's much cleaner now.

Tarona put on an isolation glove on his right hand, then leaned forward slightly, clasped his five fingers together, and pierced into the chest of King Xiangyang like lightning, and then began to search inside.

The sudden severe pain tore at Zhao Jue's nerves. His face twitched in pain and his eyeballs moved wildly under his eyelids, but he could not wake up no matter what. It was as if he had fallen into an endless and horrible nightmare.

Ten or so seconds later, Tarona withdrew his hand. Zhao Jue convulsed twice. There were no wounds or bleeding on his chest, but his forehead was covered in cold sweat and he became even more unconscious.

The transparent gloves were stained with a thin layer of black mud. The moment they left Zhao Jue's chest, a familiar and extremely unpleasant smell of decay instantly filled the entire bedroom.

The witch covered her mouth and nose with her other hand, the scorching hellfire dancing between her five fingers. The terrifyingly high temperature formed a vacuum zone, isolating the extremely unpleasant smell.

The hellfire was bursting and roaring, trying to burn Zhao Jue, who was lying unconscious on the bed, into ashes.

Tarona held them down and said, "I remember that many emperors died from taking elixirs, right?"

Theseus said: [Yes, they believe that elixirs can make them healthy and even immortal. The higher the status of a person, the easier it is to fall into it.]

But unfortunately, a small portion of these pills are fakes, made from pills made from things like wood ash, while the rest are chronic poisons that make you sick without making a sound once you take them.

Tarona took off the gloves stained with black mud, turned them over and passed them to her partner.

She said: "Prince Xiangyang's physical condition is about thirty years old, and his cell activity is very strong, but he is now almost fifty years old."

A goatee actually makes one look older and can be confusing. Once he shaves it off, you'll find that Zhao Jue's face is also inconsistent with his age.

The mountain man He Miao, with his black paste mixed with the aura of the soul, is reversing the youth of the King of Xiangyang...

The answer to this city seems obvious.