The hall was sunken and relatively empty, and the surrounding candles could not light it all. Therefore, an additional candlestick is set up in the middle part, and the light shines from the bottom up, making the sculpture even more eerie and majestic. There were nine sculptures in total, taller than the ones outside, which made them ignore the small few people standing under the sculptures for a moment. Of course, when they walked in, they found that it was King Shura and her close confidants.

These nine sculptures are exactly these people. Because they were of the same height, and the queen was even higher, they were not immediately recognizable. After looking at it for a while, I realized that it should be deliberately unified, and the solemn atmosphere could not be lost. In fact, the queen is more petite than any Shura or even a human. Among them, in addition to the king in the center, there are two youkai, a human, and the rest are also asuras.

I have to admit that when Jun Aoyan first recognized her father, that mixed mentality was no better than when she was not recognized.

"Yo, what's wrong......" After approaching, Qi Huan didn't dare to speak loudly, "Why are you so serious?" ”

Indeed, the air among the nine seemed to freeze. If you walk between them, I'm afraid you can be fixed by that stickiness. Although the lampstand was lower than the sculpture, it was much higher than Shura, and their expressions still did not make people feel friendly when the light came down from above.

"Here we are."

King Shura didn't seem to be happy, but this emotion was not brought about by them. Before they came, it seemed that something serious had happened. At this meeting, she had an extra weapon in her hand. They had never seen this weapon in the Nine Heavens or in their homeland. It resembles a sickle and a hook, and from its appearance alone, a few people are happy to call it a "hook knife". Although it is a knife, it is double-edged, and in this respect it is more like a sword, a curved sword. The hook knife was curved in a large arc, almost in a semicircle, only the handle suddenly bent down. The king held it in his hand, his arm on the handle, and the tip of the weapon against the ground. Her weight was pressed on it, like a semicircular cane.

"It's a long way off." She smiled reluctantly, "Lone should have been outside the hall, personally leading you in, and introducing the heroes and heroes here to you one by one." There are royal and folk ...... But if you can say that there is a place here, the warriors who enjoy the reputation of the god of war have endless glorious deeds. It's a pity......"

She spread her hands and leaned back slightly, the arc of the scimitar crushing down, and the tip of the knife rose a little.

"What a pity?"

"It's a pity that this God of War Treasure ......," the king's eyes sharpened, "but he was robbed." ”

"Thief?"

The king spoke no more. She held her head up and stared at the statue that belonged to her. The stone carving, like herself, is still imposing even if it is an inorganic dead thing. The statue is dressed in battle armor, awe-inspiring and solemn. It held a strange, scythe-like arc of weapon, and stood upright, its eyes looking like it was alive.

On the front chest of the sculpture, where the battle armor cloak is tied, there is a small hole. The hole is actually quite large, but the true size cannot be estimated from below. It's a bit weirdly shaped, like a giant keyhole.

"It was originally our treasure of the town."

A "well-wisher" explained. He was one of the eight generals, and he was relatively slender in size and had a soft voice. He's a monster, and he's never hidden his demonic aura. In fact, just from his inhuman rose-colored hair, you can guess that it is almost the same.

"So the treasure was there, but was it stolen by thieves?"

"Yes."

If you look closely, the "keyhole" is slender, the upper part is curved, and the lower half is pointed, isn't it the shape of the demon pestle? Thinking of this, several people's hearts "chuckled". Something so big happened, no wonder the big brother who led the way had such a bad face. Presumably when I was looking for someone, I somewhat expected something.

"Call them in."

The king just put aside the next sentence lightly, and Shura, who led the way, left in a panic. Probably to call the guards at the door, right? Strange to say, in such a place where there is no possibility of escape even if it is used to imprison prisoners, how can someone come in so grandly, and secretly dig down the demon pestle, and then swagger and take it away?

The man left with his front feet, and the queen suddenly exerted force under her feet, picked up the hook knife in her hand, hung it on her statue, and brought the whole person up. The movements of these three or two strokes were very neat, and they couldn't help but worry about whether they would scratch the sculpture. However, it should be a good material, and even if the metal sparks against it, it doesn't show scratches in the candlelight.

The queen hunched over and sniffed at the stone carvings like an animal, trying to catch any clues. She cautiously looked up, too, and finally saw a pale shade of ash—presumably at the point of the statue's raised finger. Standing here, you can really touch the "keyhole" with your hand. The king still grasped the hilt of the sword in one hand and hung it in the air, and with the other hand wiped the ashes off with one finger. Then she shoved the dirt into her mouth and rubbed it against her teeth.

"There's not such rough sand in there...... It's not an inner ghost. ”

She jumped down and fell heavily to the ground, a sound echoing throughout the hall.

No one dared to answer. Soon, three people walked in, two of whom were the guards at the door. As they approached, several of them heard a small, creaking sound. At first they thought it was the friction between the armors, but when they stopped, the subtle sound continued, even more pronounced in the silence.

They're not shaking, are they?

Losing the treasure of the town and country is indeed a serious crime, and it is no wonder that these people are afraid of the tall Shura. It's just that in front of the monarch, whose height and body are far less than his own, this scene looks very special.

"Poor care...... How should I be convicted? "Hundred Flowers Literature

She said coldly, not too loud, not too small, just enough to be heard.

"We ......"

"Who was here yesterday?"

"Return, return to Your Majesty, no one-"

There was a soft sound, and the king's hook knife had shifted from his right hand to his left. It was just a reversal of his hand, and the guard stopped talking. Then his whole body suddenly fell backwards—no, not the whole person, only half of it. A large amount of blood spurted out of his chest, like a volcano, and hot blood splattered on the faces of the two people next to him. Bai Ya and the others subconsciously took a step back, while the other generals were expressionless, as if everything was expected.

The hook knife is still clean. And the metal armor and linen cloth on the man's body were also neatly crossed.

"No one? How so? ”

The king spat a mouthful of blood—not hers—and turned his gaze to the other guard. He struggled to stand up straighter.

"When we, we handed over yesterday, everything was OK – everything was OK! Not even a bird can fly over, really, we ...... Yes! ”

As soon as Wang swung his sword, a curved blade stabbed in from behind him. The tip of the knife had not yet penetrated the body, but it was firmly embedded in it.

"We're really—"

She flipped the blade slightly, and the sharp weapon stirred up inside him, and blood gushed out. His dark skin was starting to turn white, and his whole face looked like it was covered in lime. The wails continued one after another, shaking the eardrums of the listeners with unbearable pain. The king doesn't seem to care where the mistake is, but just wants to blame in vain in the screams.

"Huh? It's weird. She muttered to herself, not lightly or heavily, as if she wasn't going to hear the answer, "Then there should be no problems with the handover." It's okay to say if it's an inner ghost, but I can't figure out what the benefit is here. Well, you're all my handpicked warriors, how could anyone betray me - I can't go wrong with my vision. That's someone else, who could it be? Who despises the dignity of our Shura so much, and you, why do you use your ignorance and incompetence to shame your fellow Shura? Why? That's it...... Isn't it a joke? It's not okay, the guests are still watching, it's a shame. ”

Whether what she said and what she thought in her heart were the same thing, no one could know. It's just that the hole in the guard's body is getting bigger and bigger. Finally, she waved her arm outwards and drew her weapon. The guards fell to their knees in pain, curled up together, their blood flowing together with the blood of the half of the Shura beside them.

He probably won't live long either.

"You all have responsibilities." She suddenly looked at the person who was leading the way for Bai Ya and them, "Call everyone in and interrogate them one by one." ”

The man shuddered, and was turning around, ready to pass on the death penalty to his compatriots outside. But at this moment, Frost Moon Jun, who had been silent so far, suddenly spoke.

"According to your trial method, it is not enough to take the lives of many people."

"Rest assured, I'm in control."

"If they really don't know, the guards on the other side of the city wall don't know. This kind of meaningless consumption of manpower, to be honest, I'm not very optimistic. ”

"You don't have to worry about this, even if you kill all these derelict rice buckets, there will be enough people to replace them."

"Tsk, it's so tiring to talk to you." Frost Moon Jun frowned slightly, "Isn't it just a demon-slaying pestle?" ”

"That's our treasure. Don't forget, losing it won't do you any good. ”

"You say this?"

Frost Moon suddenly took something out of the wide cuffs. This thing is not big, but it is not small, about the length of a forearm.

"How did this thing end up in your hands?!"

Before others could speak, Bai Ya opened his mouth first. Remembering that he didn't see the shadow of Frost Moon Jun last night, he really asked him to step on it in the God of War Temple. Not only did I step on the spot, but I also brought back a "souvenir" by the way.

And they don't know anything about these things.