Walking out of the mangrove forest, the Doctor looked up at the sky, where the sun had converged its dazzling light and turned into a large ruby hanging over the top of the towering mountains to the west, the road at his feet was lined with large undulating hills, and dozens of families were scattered among the scattered fields. Normally, the Doctor would have walked back to the Courthouse.

On the way out of the mangrove forest, Zhen'er told the doctor that the swordsman with superb swordsmanship encountered by the photosynthetic medicine master was probably the master of the Hu Hall, and gave a concise introduction to the rebellion between the ghost spirit spirit spirit and the master of the Hu hall in Hal City.

When the doctor and several teenagers walked outside the fairy grass city, it was already sunset, and the sunset in the western sky was gradually swallowed up by the clouds that kept rising from the eastern sky, and the sky soon became dark.

Standing on a high mountain pass and looking at it, the scene in front of them amazed Wang Fan and Yama Zhen'er, only to see the hills surrounded by mountains and thousands of lights flickering. In the heart of the hill town is a castle surrounded by a wall of lights hanging from it.

The doctor said, "Ladies and gentlemen, the fairy grass city is different from the princess city, the fairy grass city is built on an undulating hilly area, only the palace compound is surrounded by high walls, it is a city within a city. There is no wall outside the palace castle to restrict the development space, so although Xiancao City was built ten years later than Princess City, Xiancao City has developed faster, and now there are more people living in it than Princess City. ”

Ama asked, "Grandpa Doctor, Immortal Grass City has no walls, what if the enemy attacks the city?" ”

The doctor said: "The first king of Tianling has built lookouts on the high mountains around Xiancao City, and all traffic arteries are guarded by security teams, and there are also a large number of guards living in the palace compound, so he is not afraid of foreign enemies. It's just that the King of Tianling didn't expect that his enemy was around him and he couldn't guard against it, and the ghost spirit spirit had learned the transfiguration technique, and no city wall could stop him, and the world would not be at peace. ”

The Doctor and his party walked downhill and found that the streets of the city were crowded with people, who had gathered from all directions to the palace and castle.

When the doctor came forward to inquire, someone shouted, "Tonight, King Ming ascended the throne, and the palace posted a notice on the street, saying that the new king will distribute gems to the audience during the enthronement ceremony!" ”

The doctor was holding Prince Ming in his hands, and he whispered to the young man beside him: "As expected by the medicine fairy, the ghost spirit spirit is going to make the fake prince the king of Tianling, and he himself will become the king." We followed these people to the outside of the palace to see what tricks the ghosts and spirits would do, and then found an opportunity to enter the palace to save the medicine fairy. ”

The sound of gongs, drums and trumpets came from the direction of the palace and castle, and the doctor and the others followed the sound and hurried over.

They followed the flow of people to a flat field, and the black crowd had surrounded a high platform, on which several big red lanterns were hung, and a group of people played music on the stage, behind which was the towering royal palace castle and the tall, brightly lit city gate.

The entrance to the palace gate was blocked, and the Doctor and several of his young guests had to stand on a mound on the outskirts of the square and look out at the high platform.

After waiting for a long time, the gates of the palace and castle opened, and a group of soldiers with swords in their hands came out of the gate one by one, shouting for the crowd blocking the gate to dodge a passageway.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and the band on the stage was still playing a rousing music, muffling out the noise.

Then a group of people came out of the city gate and climbed the high platform, Zhen'er was held by Ah Hu and a few companions to watch, Zhen'er saw that the person walking in front looked very similar to the little cat-headed man he had seen in Ba Wang's Mansion, but his clothes today were much more magnificent. Behind him was the old cat demon who could transform and an old green-faced cat man, and then it was really the Hu Tang Master, and behind the Hu Tang Master were followed by six Pakistani male and female teenagers! Although they were all wearing golden armor and carrying glittering golden swords in their hands today, Zhen'er still recognized Song Ren among them at a glance.

Although Zhen'er was very confused as to why Song Ren would follow Hall Master Hu to this world, she was very excited to see Song Ren, she didn't believe that Song Ren would become so fast, could it be that he followed Hall Master Hu to this world just to help him find a transformation mage? Thinking of this, she said to Wang Fan, who was standing beside Ah Hu: "Wang Fan, that person is Hall Master Hu, and Song Ren is also here, the last one who follows Hall Master Hu!"

Wang Fan was engrossed in watching the people who walked up to the high platform, and he had already guessed that the big man in the golden armor led by him was the master of the Hu Hall that Zhen'er said, and the seven people who followed him were undoubtedly his apprentices.

But when he heard Zhen'er's words, he couldn't help but be surprised, why did Zhen'er's good looks also become the apprentice of Master Hu?

"Zhen'er, how can your good looks be the apprentice of a bad person?" Wang Fan lowered his head and asked.

"I don't know why, but I'm sure Song Ren won't turn bad so quickly, maybe he's coming here to find me!" Jen'er's tone wasn't sure.

Wang Fan didn't want to say anything, he didn't know anything about Song Ren and couldn't draw any conclusions, but he hoped that Song Ren came to this world for the purpose of helping Zhen'er.

Wang Fan raised his head and continued to watch, only to see that the people playing music on the stage stopped their work at this time, and they stood up and walked off the stage with their respective instruments, leaving only two trumpeters with horns standing on the left and right sides of the high platform.

The false prince and the ghost spirit, the master of the hall and the old green man sat on the high platform, and the seven disciples of the Ba Kingdom stood behind them. There was no doubt that Hall Master Hu and his seven apprentices, who were wearing golden armor, were the ones who were all in the spotlight tonight.

The doctor whispered to Wang Fan: "Heavenly King guest, sitting on the stage is the Fake Ming Prince, as well as the ghost spirit spirit and the old historian of the Tianling Kingdom, those eight strange-looking people must be the people from your Ba country. ”

Wang Fan originally wanted to say that one of the eight people was Zhen'er's friend, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed again, and there was no benefit in saying these at this moment, so he just nodded politely to the doctor.

There was a horn on the stage, and the crowd of onlookers fell silent.

The old historian on the stage stood up first, holding a long microphone with a bell mouth in one hand and pulling a piece of paper from his bosom with the other. Walking to the front desk, he put the microphone to his mouth, and was about to look at the paper to read something, probably found that the paper was taken down, he was about to turn around, and at the moment he let go, a gust of wind blew, and the piece of paper flew above his head at once, he jumped and jumped on the stage to grab the piece of paper, but the piece of paper danced with the wind and disappeared into the vast night sky in a blink of an eye.

The audience burst into laughter, and the historian had no choice but to put the long speaker microphone to his mouth, and a trembling voice came from the microphone: "Fellow fathers and fellow villagers, this historian now announces that the old Tianling King is dead!" He was poisoned, and we have dug a pit in the back garden of the palace and buried him! ”

As soon as these words came out, the exclamations and scolding of the audience buzzed into a mess. The ghost spirit stepped forward and took the trumpet from the historian's hand, and the old historian stood aside like a wooden chicken.

A trumpet silenced the audience.

The ghostly voice passed from the horn to Siye: "Ladies and gentlemen of Tianling Country, the old historian said that one of the pets of the former king was buried!" The funeral of the former king should be held on a good day! Now bring the murderers who poisoned the former king to the stage, and let you see their ugly faces! ”

Out of the palace courtyard came a group of soldiers escorting two men, both of whom were bound up with flowers, and they were soon escorted to a high platform, where the lamps erected on the pillars illuminated their bodies.

Wang Fan, Yama, and Zhen'er immediately exclaimed in unison when they saw it: "Kapok! Dementia Mage! ”

But the screams of the three were drowned out by the chaotic noise of the party hall. Only Ah Hu just watched coldly at the two friends on the high platform, and there was no strong reaction.

A horn sounded again, and the ghost spirit spirit picked up the horn and shouted: "Fellow fathers and villagers of the Tianling Country, one of these two bad people is dressed as a demented mage from Wuling Village in Guhe Country, and the other is a messenger of the Heavenly King from the prairie on the other side of the sea. They deceived the palace guards into trusting them, and then sneaked into the palace kitchen and poisoned the former king with food and drink, and were captured alive by our palace guards after the incident. We will tie them to the stage until the sun rises tomorrow, and cut off their heads to honor the king! ”

Several soldiers tied Kapok and the demented mage to the two pillars on the high platform, and the two tied people drooped their heads with a pitiful look, and Wang Fan and the others looked sad and angry in their hearts.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the country cannot be without a king for a day, now please ask the old historian to announce the official start of the enthronement ceremony of King Ming!" After speaking, the ghost spirit returned the horn to the old historian, and turned to sit back in his seat.

The old historian picked up the trumpet and shouted in a trembling voice: "Now this historian announces: Huang Mao, no, no, it is the Prince of Ming, who has ascended the throne as the second generation of Tianling Kingdom, no, it is the third generation, and no, no, the fourth generation..."

The historian said and sat on the stage with a weak leg.