The new ghost king is about to awaken. As his coming-of-age ceremony, a ghost wedding ceremony will be held at midnight tonight. At the same time, he will officially take over the power of killing in the underworld and become the Great Emperor of Fengdu.
"Granny Meng has done something bad. She lost her uniform!" A red ghost of nothingness floated in panic and knelt in the air.
"Look for it! Where have all the little ghosts from the Yin Division gone? Look for it quickly!" If Zuo Yang was here, he would definitely recognize who this whistling voice came from.
In the coffin shop, everyone was waiting for the midnight bell to ring. The heat wave rising in the tea cups was temporarily stopped when a letter fell from the sky.
"Crow Slave"
The thin lips of the left center opened, and the right hand was raised slightly, and the raven quickly took out an empty paper in his mouth. There were only seven large gilt characters on it, "Fengdu Grand Canon arrives at midnight".
At this moment, the other three people also got the slips. Fang Tong glanced at them and said meaningfully: "Fengdu City is about to open."
"Grandpa, isn't Fengdu City always open?" Mianmian asked confused.
"Silly girl, the real Feng is underground. The new ghost king has awakened, and the Feng will finally appear." Although Fang Tong was talking to his granddaughter, he also passed the message to Zuo Yang in disguise. The girl had not yet done anything for her. Mian Mian summoned the soul, he didn't want to become the empress of Emperor Fengdu without worry.
With half a moment left, Zuo Yang dozed with his eyes slightly dozed. He knew that once Wuyou was demonized, he could defeat thousands of troops and millions of troops, but... he didn't want her to fight alone, let alone stay when she needed him. She faces difficulties alone.
The cold moonlight reflects through the human world to the underground Fengdu, like a dreamy moonlit city. The ceremony is about to begin, but the clothes are nowhere to be found.
In an underground palace, the rumble of the moving blood coffin made all the ghost officials kneeling outside the palace tremble with fear.
In the darkness, a pair of beautiful eyes in the coffin suddenly opened. The sharp mandible looked like a handsome face carved by a skilled craftsman, and the pale skin still showed a bit of fear.
A robe overflowing with black gold actually glowed with wisps of bright red in the cold light. "Where is the King of Hell of the Ten Palaces?" His voice was indifferent and indifferent, like a thousand-year ice cave. He was the Ghost King who had just awakened and the Great Emperor of Fengdu who was about to take power. Ming Jiu night.
"You all pay homage to the Lord!" The ten kings of hell, dressed in majestic official uniforms, bowed in unison.
"What about her?"
"The Empress is in the Soul Dou Hall." The Lord has indeed grown up, and the first thing he does when he wakes up is to see his wife. All the kings of hell are also very happy about this. If the emperor can give birth to the next generation of ghost kings as soon as possible, then Fengdu will have another chance. No need to hide from the world anymore.
Feeling an unfamiliar airflow in the room, Wuyou, who was lying limply on the bed, suddenly stood up like a carp, "Who?"
A shadow slowly solidified in front of her, "Hey! He looks pretty good!" She raised her long legs carelessly and just put it on the altar table, like a regular customer who often lingers in the flower house. Zhu Ming Jiuye looked up and down carefully.
Then she frowned and stood up and approached slowly. She stared at him for a long time as if inspecting goods. The more she looked at this man, the more he looked like her husband, which made her very unhappy.
"Your skin might be more pleasing to the eye if you peel it off and frame it." A cold voice sounded faintly in Ming Jiuye's ears.
Hearing this, Ming Jiuye raised his narrow eyes playfully, "You are really sharp-tongued."
The evil spirit suddenly released in the hall, even the evil spirits in the bronze chain felt something bad, except Wuyou, who seemed to be unaware of it.
"The Empress wants to kill me?" He sneered back.
"Empress! I'm back in front of the Emperor! You, hurry up and ask them to prepare a table for me, I'm going to starve to death." After saying that, he slapped all the rankings of the former Fengdu Emperor and muttered: "He Damn! What a broken table, so narrow!"
This rude behavior and words caused Ming Jiuye's alienated look to instantly crack.
The selection of the emperor and empress is extremely complicated and strict. Only when the emperor and empress appears can the ghost king truly take power. In other words, if the emperor and empress do not appear for one day, the ghost king will sleep in the sarcophagus all the time.
He was curious as to how Ming Yue chose her. Ming Yue was the moon of Fengdu City. In half a quarter of time, the Blood Moon was coming, and the real Emperor Ceremony would be held as scheduled.
"Go and do it."
Although her behavior was
Zhi was not satisfied, but he still gave the order. Although the attendant ghost outside the palace felt that it was inappropriate to eat before the ceremony, he still obeyed the order obediently according to the emperor's tolerance for the emperor and the queen's palace. .
Seeing the disdainful look on her face, Ming Jiuye wanted to know everything about her for the first time.
"name?"
"Wuyou, why hasn't the meal come yet?" She slumped down lazily on the chair. She didn't know how long she had slept. She was so hungry that she felt uncomfortable. If he didn't come, she would beat up this pirate first. Immediately he stood in front of his temple, thinking that the look on his back became more and more strange and sinister.
Sensing the change in her aura, Ming Jiuye froze first and then smiled helplessly. The wedding ceremony was approaching, but his bride was thinking about how to kill him. She was really "ingenious".
"Woman, don't have such wishful thinking, you can't beat me."
Ming Jiuye originally wanted to tease her, but Wuyou didn't give her any face at all. He choked out without turning his head, "Ha! I'll kill that little baby in minutes! Then fry it in oil until the surface is golden!" Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside!" She couldn't stare at that face carefully, she was afraid that she would sink into it.
Being choked by her bold words, Ming Jiuye suddenly lost his vocabulary.
At this time, delicacies were also pouring in. Seeing that she still didn't want to look back, "Enjoy it." Ming Jiuye said angrily and left.
As soon as he left, Wuyou's eyes lit up and he sat up. He wanted to eat first and then fight!
The waiter's movements were swift, and soon the table was filled with the aroma of delicious food, making Wuyou swallow hard at the smell.
Looking at the mess on the ground, the ghost slave did not dare to come forward to clean it up. When he saw the former Fengdu Emperor lying on the ground, his expression was even more horrified. The ghost king did not deal with her for such a taboo. It seemed that this emperor Finally, the Ghost King's temper was already under control.
"This old slave is guilty! Please punish me, Lord!"
"What's the crime?"
"The clothes are gone. The devil from the underworld turned them over and couldn't find them. Master, please deal with the old slave." Po Meng knelt on the ground and said sincerely. She didn't dare to say that she also received a bag of gold coins. I can't even hold on to a robe, and my soul has to be shattered by the Lord.
However, Ming Jiuye could only think about his bride at this moment, "She's not bad." After saying that, he raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and left.
Boom–––
Fengdu is in full swing, and hundreds of ghosts are walking at night!
A series of echoes like a night watch filled his ears, Zuo Yang's cold eyes suddenly opened, "Humph! The show is about to begin."
His body was like a gust of wind, disappearing into the coffin shop as soon as he took a breath.
"Grandpa, why does eldest brother look so scary?" Her impression of Zuo Yang was still there. He looked anxiously seeking medical treatment for Wuyou, and that bloodthirsty and ghostly smile just now made her soul tremble with fear.
"It's okay, it's okay, he's gone."
In Fengdu City, all the people put on ghost masks one night, looking either hideous or full of joy.
Putting on the mask that the crow slave had found, Zuo Yang, wearing a black robe, followed the large army up to the capital, which was usually a dead end.
Now a city gate appeared out of thin air. The gilded characters "Fengdu" were engraved on the two stone gates. A ghost messenger holding a ghost staff stood at the gate.
As soon as you enter Fengdu, you can feel the difference here. There is no eerie and scary atmosphere. Instead, there is a sense of lightness and comfort, and breathing becomes a kind of enjoyment.
There is a huge flower ball in the city with red and white flowers blooming side by side. It is called twin flowers or twin souls here.
"Crow slave goes to find her." After saying that, he escaped into the air and soon came to a strange environment.
In the dim underground palace, he saw a familiar figure, "Who are you?"
The figure turned around in response, and both the man and the ghost froze on the spot, "Who are you?" The same question also had no answer.
Zuo Yang took off his mask and said, "I'm here to see Wuyou, she is my wife." This familiar face made him unable to say too many harsh words.
"You came……"
A weak voice seemed to penetrate through the ghost of nothingness.
Zuo Yang felt a resonance from his body, a flash of white light, and the familiar spiritual consciousness merged into his body instantly.
His soul body and soul were scattered in another world, but he didn't know there was still one here.
Now, he has an additional identity and responsibility. No wonder the crow slaves found this place.
"Now go tease Wuyou." Zuo Yang thought about meeting her as Ming Jiuye and see if she could recognize him.
Seeing Ming Jiuye coming out just after entering, Shi Gui was also confused. Seeing the direction he was walking, he couldn't help but sigh: Why did the emperor go to see the empress again? The ceremony hasn't started yet.
Smelling a smell in the air that fascinated her, Wuyou raised her eyebrows. When she saw her husband walking in, she was slightly stunned and her nose became sore. "Husband, you are here." She said that she was about to come over and hug him. .
"I haven't married you yet?" Ming Jiuye, also known as Zuo Yang, pretended to be cold and took a step back. Unexpectedly, Wuyou's expression darkened.
"Did I admit that I was wrong..." She thought lightly, scaring Zuo Yang into hurriedly admitting his mistake.
"Madam, it's my husband. My husband has found another soul!" As he said this, another physical body came out.
"Huh! Who are you! I don't know you." Wuyou glanced at him and then withdrew his eyes.
"Well... Madam, if you want to be killed or cut into pieces, it's up to you! But don't say you don't know me!" As he said that, he started to act playfully and lightly scratched her itchy flesh with one hand.
"Ah ha ha ha ha ha bad guy, don't... ha ha ha bad guy..." A sound of joyful laughter came from the Soul Fighting Hall, and the ghost slaves floating around outside the hall stopped.
"The Empress really has a way to win over the Emperor's heart so quickly."
"That's right, the emperor and empress are chosen by heaven. Move quickly, the ceremony is about to begin."
Dong Dong... Dong...
The earth-shattering war drums of the Underworld beat several times, and a horn trumpet "Woo---" resounded from the underworld to the world.
Various blessing ceremonies also began to be carried out at the same time, and dozens of procedures were completed. "Husband, I am so tired." Wuyou held the phoenix crown like a heavy weight and leaned against Zuo Yang in aggrieved manner. She could hardly stand. Okay, why is it more troublesome and painful to be an emperor than to be a king?
Twenty taels of silver was a bit too small, but in modern times it was still around eight thousand to ten thousand yuan.
At present, an ordinary soldier in the Yu Dynasty can only earn one tael of silver per month at most, and a centurion can earn three taels of silver per month.
Maybe he will accept it.
In addition, Qin Hu is also planning to draw a big pie for Li Xiaokun. After all, Qin Hu used to have money.
Now it depends on whether he and Qin An can survive the night.
"Little Marquis, I may not be able to survive. I'm so hungry, my hands and feet are frozen with cold." Qin An said in a daze.
"Xiao Anzi, Xiao Anzi, hold on, hold on, you can't stay still, get up and run, that's the only way you can survive."
In fact, Qin Hu himself is in trouble. Although he was a special soldier in his previous life, this body is not what he used to be. All he has now is a perseverance.
"Wait!"
Qin Hu's eyes were like cold stars, and he suddenly shouted in a low voice. A reflection and a rustling sound that appeared just ten meters away from the camp aroused his alertness.
With the professional sense of smell of a special scout, he felt that it was the enemy.
But should we notify Li Xiaokun?
Qin Hu hesitated a little. What if he saw it wrong? You know, his current physical condition is completely different from before.
If a false alarm causes night terrors or camp roars, and someone gets a handle on it, they will be killed without mercy.
"Xiao Anzi, hand me the bow and arrow."
Qin Hu crawled under the carriage and whispered.
But Qin An's next words scared him so much that he almost jumped up.
"Bow and arrow, what are bow and arrow?"
What, there are no bows and arrows in this era?
Qin Hu looked around and found a wooden stick with a sharpened top placed under the wheel. It was two meters long. It was thick at the handle and became thinner as it went up.
The more I look at it, the more it looks like a weapon.
Wooden gun, this is the iconic building of the cannon fodder.
"Come closer, come closer...
..." After a few breaths, Qin Hu was sure that he was right.
The other party may be the enemy's scouts, called scouts in this era. They are trying to enter the camp and conduct reconnaissance.
Of course, if conditions permit, you can also poison, set fire to, or perform a beheading operation.
"one two three……"
He and Qin An lay motionless on the ground until then, he suddenly jumped up and threw the wooden spear as a javelin.
"puff!"
It was impossible for the scout to wear armor because he had difficulty moving, so the shot pierced his chest directly.
Following Qin Hu, he picked up the wooden gun belonging to Qin An, jumped out of the carriage, and chased in the opposite direction desperately.
For the reliability of intelligence, the scouts are required to monitor each other and are not allowed to act alone, so there are at least two.
After a few moments, Qin Hu threw another black shadow to the ground.
Then he strangled his neck with a wooden gun. There was a crisp sound and the man's head hung down.
"Hoo, hoo!" Qin Hu was sweating profusely and almost collapsed. He lay on the ground gasping for air. His body was really too weak.
Just to break the enemy's neck, before he could just use his hands, but just now he had to rely on the power of a wooden gun.
"Qin An, come here and help me search you."
Qin Hu is familiar with the rules of the battlefield. He must collect all the trophies from these two guys as quickly as possible.
"Two daggers, two horizontal knives, a level, seven or eight taels of broken silver, two grain bags, flags, kettles, two sets of cotton-padded clothes, two pot helmets, bacon..."
"Qin An, brother, hurry up, hurry up, eat something quickly, you are saved..."
Qin Hu tremblingly grabbed a handful of fried beans from the grain bag and stuffed it into Qin An's mouth, then filled him with water and put on the captured cotton-padded clothes.
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Before dawn, Qin Hu cut off the scout's head before the sentry on duty arrived, carried it into Shi Chang's camp, and reported what happened yesterday.
This was done to prevent others from taking credit, and he knew what kind of environment he was in now.
"Thirty taels of silver for one head, you are rich."
The chief's name was Gundam. He was a tall, muscular man with a beard.
At first, he didn't believe it until he saw the trophies captured by Qin Hu and the two corpses.
At this moment, his eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
"It's not me who gets rich, it's everyone who gets rich. This is the result of the ten of us."
