Chapter 503 Who is playing tricks?
Let’s talk about the man in black. He rode his horse at full speed and sent the head to the capital.
"It's really strange. The temperature gets higher as we go towards Kyoto, but this head has been here for more than half a month and it hasn't rotted at all. I don't know what kind of medicine big brother used to preserve it so well!" The thugs who were responsible for taking turns guarding the head looked at the box in their hands and discussed this matter privately.
They are not gossiping, it is really very weird.
According to their previous experience, once the person died, and the temperature was slightly higher, he would start to rot in just a few days.
But it has been almost a month, and the head is still very fresh, as if it had just been chopped off.
The man in black was not unaware of their discussion, he just didn't want to intervene.
He also discovered the strangeness of the human head, but he did not feel scared, he just became more excited.
He was even more eager to see the old man's expression when he received the gift. He wondered if he would be frightened to death.
After another five days of travel, they finally entered Kyoto and arrived at the Imperial Master's Mansion.
"Master, the task you assigned to me has been completed!" The man in black knelt on the ground and presented the brocade box with both hands.
The Imperial Master put down the sandalwood in his hand and walked over leisurely.
When the brocade box was opened, what came into view was Gu Jiayue's very vivid face.
The Imperial Master was stunned at first, then said excitedly, "What kind of medicine did you use to preserve it? It's not rotten!"
He couldn't help but think that if there really was a drug that could preserve corpses, then he would have a new hobby.
The man in black was about to tell the excuse he had been thinking of when he heard a voice from inside the box. "What kind of medicine did you use to preserve it? It's not rotten!"
this……
"Who, who is playing tricks on me? Come out here!" The national master stared at the surroundings vigilantly, trying to find out where the person who was teasing him was.
"Master, the sound seems to be coming from this box." The man in black pushed the box in his hand forward again, almost hitting the Master's face, scaring him so much that he quickly stepped back.
The imperial teacher did not believe that a severed head could still speak.
"Who, who is playing tricks? Come out here!"
The sound came from the box again.
"Mo Wen, what is going on?" The national teacher looked at the man in black kneeling on the ground and asked sternly!
Mo Wen said that he was indeed innocent in this matter. When Zheng Qinghe handed the head to him, he did not say that the head could speak.
And he brought it all the way from the southwest, and it was very quiet, without any noise, okay?
But such a strange thing happened when he met the Imperial Master. Could it be that the Imperial Master would not look for the reason in himself?
Of course, he didn't want to die yet, so he didn't say what he was thinking. He was just thinking about how to say it to alleviate his doubts.
When the Imperial Master saw that he didn't explain, he became very angry and threw the brocade box to the ground.
The head rolled several times along the brocade box.
But as it rolled, it actually bounced up. "Little friend, are you still there? Come play with us!"
"Monster! This must be the magic cast by that monster!"
"Don't think that this will scare me!" The national teacher rushed towards the head with a sword.
"Oh my god, monster, take your life!"
"Little boy, do you want to play a chasing game with me? Then you need to be careful with your step!" The head jumped three feet high while speaking.
Sometimes it jumped onto the head of the national teacher, and sometimes it jumped onto the back of the national teacher.
Anyway, each of them had been arguing with their heads for a long time, but nothing happened to their heads, while the national teacher was exhausted!
"Mo Wen, are you dead? Come and help me catch it! What method did you use to control it along the way? Hand it over quickly, otherwise don't blame me for showing no mercy."
Haha, what's the point of showing no mercy? She just wanted to use the poisonous insect in his body to threaten him to be obedient.
Just wait, when he finds the antidote, that will be the day this old man dies. Now just play with him for a while.
Besides, wasn’t his original intention in bringing this head back just to make fun of the old man?
He pretended to draw his sword and slashed at the head, but each blow avoided the head's escape route, allowing it to continue jumping around.
"Children are not allowed to use weapons." After the head said this, it actually opened its mouth wide.
Imagine a very beautiful head and a small mouth that suddenly turned into a bloody mouth, biting the sharp tip of the sword and starting to chew it.
"Excessive metal content has been detected. This toy is a dangerous item and will be destroyed soon!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword in Mo Wen's hand was swallowed by the big mouth.
That was the black iron sword he had spent a huge amount of money to make. It was so hard that it would take three days of hammering with a big hammer for a mark to appear on the sword. Yet, that mouth chewed it like a snack.
Mo Wen was truly stunned by the scene before him, frozen in place without moving. His head also didn't budge, bouncing back and forth in its place. "Little friend, are you still there? Keep playing games with me."
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the national teacher took out a cloth bag from somewhere, suddenly jumped up and covered the head with the bag.
"Hmph, such a petty trick! Do you still think I can't catch you?"
The head trapped in the cloth bag continued to jump up and down, trying to break free.
The Imperial Master was a small, thin old man. His head was throbbing so hard that he stumbled and nearly fell.
After finally stabilizing his body, he struggled forward with his head.
This time, the national teacher was not so lucky. His head was dragged underground for about ten meters.
After the head was freed, it jumped to the head of the imperial teacher's bed and lay there motionless.
The Imperial Master stood up from the ground and looked at his miserable state. He was on the verge of collapse.
The nameless anger of being teased was almost making him unable to maintain his sage appearance and reveal his true nature.
However, he still squinted his eyes and took a few deep breaths, trying not to act out of character. "What the hell is this!"
Mo Wen lowered his head. "I don't know, she was very quiet all the way back. Nothing like this happened."
"But it's been almost a month, and there's no sign of brain decay. Don't you have any suspicions?"
"Because the Imperial Master said this woman is a demon star, she has some strange characteristics. So I think it is understandable that her head will not rot. Therefore, I did not take this matter to heart and investigate. I hope Imperial Master will forgive me!"
The Imperial Master stared at him for a long time, trying to find any sign of lying on his face.
But no matter how he looked, Mo Wen's face still had that respectful expression.
"By the way, Imperial Master, during this trip to the southwest, I got some information. Xie Qingyun was stabbed in the left shoulder blade during the battle of Yanshan."
The Imperial Master withdrew his scrutinizing gaze. "Really? It seems the child has grown up and become more independent!"
Mo Wen stopped talking. He wanted to kill the Imperial Master, but Xie Qingyun's status in his eyes wasn't particularly good, so it would be best if he could kill him as well.
Die, all of you!
Just as he was darkly pondering his plan, another man's voice rang out from outside the door. "Master Imperial Master, news has come from the palace that the Emperor is seriously ill. I want you to enter the palace immediately!"
The Imperial Master stood up excitedly, a frantic expression on his face. "Finally!"
He then turned and walked to a nearby table, pulled a token from a box, and handed it to Mo Wen. "Take this token, go to the camp outside the capital, and give it to General Zhou. Then quickly return to the gates of the Imperial City and await your assistance!"
As for who would support them, the Imperial Master did not say.
Mo Wen didn't ask any more questions, just took the token and walked out.
"Someone come!"
As soon as the Imperial Master finished speaking, a dark shadow floated down from the beam.
"Go follow him. If he doesn't complete the task as I instructed, kill him. You go ahead and complete it."
"Yes!" The black shadow quickly disappeared in the room and disappeared.
While adjusting his clothes, the Imperial Master slowly picked up the whisk beside him.
He looked at the map of Dagan hanging on the wall.
He has been waiting for this day for more than twenty years!
Soon, soon he will be able to take back everything that belongs to him!
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