Chapter 306: Punishment in the Underground Palace
"Anyone who destroys the underground palace will be killed without mercy."
"The soul has returned..."
"It's not worth it, the world is not worth it..." He lowered his eyes and whispered. Over the long years, his sanity gradually disappeared.
But I still remember everything about my master.
Even though he has lost his memory, he is still protecting everything of his master.
It's as if protecting the master is engraved deep in my soul.
"Xinghui, Xinghui, I am your master..." Lu Chaochao waved in front of him...
But she is a shorty.
The legs are not as high as before.
Lu Chaochao awkwardly pushed a chair over, stepped on the stool, and bared his teeth and claws in front of Xing Hui: "I am the master!"
But Xing Hui just stared at her blankly without any reaction.
Lu Chaochao was a little angry.
When she opened the Records of Gods, she saw that the God of War Xing Hui was already half possessed by the devil. She was so angry that her head hurt.
She injected a touch of spiritual energy into Xing Hui's soul.
"Well, I'll hide your figure and take you out for a walk..." Lu Chaochao smiled.
Although Xinghui had lost all his memories, he always remembered to follow her footsteps and refused to leave her even for a moment.
Lu Chaochao walked on the street with Xing Hui.
The streets were in a mess and deserted.
Occasionally, there would be sounds of fighting, as if someone was trying to rob the treasures in the underground palace.
“Damn it, damn it…” The murderous aura around Xing Hui became more and more intense.
Fortunately, Lu Chaochao was able to control himself and suppress his violent desire to destroy everything.
Lu Chaochao finally understood.
This plague is neither a punishment from heaven nor a man-made disaster.
It’s Xing Hui.
Xing Hui has been guarding the underground palace for a thousand years, and the burial objects in the underground palace have long been contaminated by his evil spirit. The crowd took things without asking and damaged the underground palace, which became the last straw that broke the camel's back.
He is filled with evil spirit and his divinity is crumbling, which is naturally harmful rather than beneficial to mortals.
At this moment, Lu Chaochao came to the clinic.
Everyone in the clinic was extremely busy, and the imperial doctors were busy all the time.
Lu Zhengyue was protected in the middle, surrounded by several imperial doctors.
"strangeness……"
The old doctor with white hair and beard looked exhausted, but his eyes were bright. "It's really strange. People say that blood, saliva, and breathing can spread the disease. But Lu Erlang has no signs of illness."
The doctor pinched his limbs carefully: "Does it hurt?"
Lu Zhengyue shook his head: "No, not even a trace."
"Miss Wen, I'm sorry. Do you feel any pain?" The imperial physician took a small hammer and tapped her knees and arms.
Wen Ning shook his head: "Not really."
"Strange..." The imperial physician stroked his beard and frowned.
The little guy smiled but said nothing, instead he walked in the epidemic area with his hands behind his back.
Everyone was wearing masks in three layers inside and outside.
Lu Chaochao was completely unprotected.
"Kid, where are you from? Who let you out?!" The woman spoke with a fierce look.
As soon as Lu Chaochao turned around, the other person took out a clean handkerchief from his arms and covered her mouth and nose.
"Don't you know that there is a plague now? Who dares to let you out? Cover your mouth and nose with a handkerchief and get out! This is not a good place!"
The woman had a frown on her face, and looked very fierce.
Seeing Lu Chaochao looking at her stupidly, the woman couldn't help but ask, "Where are your family members? Did they all die in the plague?"
"What a poor child..." She gritted her teeth and hardened her heart.
He took out two white steamed buns wrapped in oil paper from his arms.
"There's a food shortage in the deserted city recently. I'm working in the epidemic area and I get three white steamed buns every day. Here, I'll give it to you..."
"Hide it, don't let anyone snatch it away."
"Little girl, here's some change for you." Suddenly a patient shouted, and he rummaged through his pockets and took out some change.
"I picked this up at the door on the day the underground palace was opened."
"My family is not well off, so let the little one take it."
The patients on both sides were talking to each other, some took out copper coins, some took out small change, and stuffed Lu Chaochao's arms full.
"Take it. These are all picked up at the entrance of the underground palace."
"Speaking of which, the ones who made the most money were those heartless people. They rushed into the underground palace and smashed it to pieces. We just picked up some at the door..."
After all, they had some conscience and never set foot into the underground palace.
"Hey... the family next door to me broke into the underground palace and stole a lot of things. His family..." the woman frowned and said suspiciously.
"He seemed to be the first to be infected with the plague."
“The whole family contracted the disease and died.”
A man slapped his thigh suddenly and said, "Oh, my nephew and his family also entered the underground palace to steal valuables and died!"
The patient who was lying on the ground suddenly sat up, and everyone began to reminisce.
"My second uncle robbed the underground palace and died of illness early."
"My next-door neighbor robbed it, but he died of illness early!"
The more they talked, the more frightened they became, and fear filled their eyes.
"No... Isn't this a punishment for robbing the underground palace?"
Everyone shuddered.
"Thinking about it this way, it seems that the group of people who entered the underground palace at the beginning are... all dead!" They searched their minds but did not find a single exception!
All dead.
"I... I sell steamed buns. These days, many people come to buy things with the money from the underground palace."
"I run a silk and satin shop, and I have also received money from the underground palace."
"I was selling sugar paintings at a stall, and I also received money from the underground palace."
When they asked each other, they found out that they had all touched the silver and money in the underground palace.
The woman who gave Lu Chaochao the white steamed bun was stunned: "I haven't touched it, but I haven't been infected with the disease..."
Everyone was silent for a moment.
An incredible thought spread in my mind.
The clinic was suddenly in chaos, and Lu Chaochao took Xing Hui to hide in a corner.
"Xinghui, this world is terrible, but there are people who are patching it up. Good people shouldn't pay for their actions!" Lu Chaochao patted his arms full of belongings.
"Innocent people should not die in vain."
Most importantly, Xinghui cannot commit the sin of killing hundreds of thousands of innocent people.
He is a god, not a devil.
Xing Hui still stared at her blankly, silent.
At this moment, the people in the epidemic area alarmed Lu Zhengyue.
Rong Che hurriedly conducted a thorough investigation, and what he found was extraordinary.
Without exception, all those who entered the underground palace to smash, loot and rob fell ill and died. Those who had mild symptoms were the ones who had accidentally touched the treasures in the underground palace.
"No wonder Zheng Yue never got sick. He never touched any money from the underground palace!"
"Could it be that this is really the revenge of the underground palace?"
"Do you remember the words on the stone door? The only request from the owner of the underground palace is that you must not damage the underground palace. You can take what you want by just bowing your head."
"But they destroyed the underground palace beyond all recognition!"
"You deserve it! What a bunch of greedy things!" Lu Zhengyue scolded angrily.
The doctors stared at each other in amazement: "How... should we treat this?"
Lu Zhengyue frowned, his expression showing some worry: "First take the patient to kowtow to the underground palace... and see if he can be forgiven."
The crowds of people kowtowed every three steps, bleeding profusely as they knelt until they reached the gate of the underground palace.
Lu Chaochao stood at the end, followed by Xing Hui.
Even after they kowtowed, the evil spirit on them still did not disappear.
Lu Chaochao looked at Xinghui: "Xinghui, you can no longer control your evil spirit, right?"
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