Since King Han didn't die by suicide, how did King Han die?

Who is faking the scene to confuse Zhang Hao and others, who wants to kill King Han?

It's all a mystery!

But at this time, Zhang Hao already had some eyebrows in his heart, his eyes flashed, and he paced back and forth on the ground.

"Could it be that King Han's death has something to do with Na Lancui?" Chi Kexin raised her eyebrows, and the light in her eyes flickered.

"Lancui? Who is this Lan Cui? Princess Changping wondered.

Zhang Hao flipped his hand, and the Qiankun lock yang bag appeared in his hand, releasing Wang Dayou.

"What is the emperor doing when he catches a little ghost?" Princess Changping frowned slightly, and asked inexplicably.

Zhang Hao smiled lightly and said: "He is not an ordinary ghost, his wife is Lan Cui, and the couple are doing some small business in the capital, just because Lan Cui is beautiful, and he is favored by King Han." That King Han actually bullied others, robbed Lan Cui, and beat Wang Dayou to death. ”

"Brother Han Wang has always been lustful, and it is not the first time that he has robbed a people's daughter." Princess Changping was a little embarrassed, after all, King Han was his nominal brother.

Zhang Hao shook his head slightly and said, "This time is different, it's because he gave his life this time!" Saying that, Zhang Hao locked the yang bag with Qiankun and collected Wang Dayou's soul.

"Oh, could it be ......" When Princess Changping heard this, she seemed to understand something, and two things burst out from her beautiful eyes.

"Yes, I do suspect that Lan Cui's ghost killed King Han, but it's just ......" Zhang Hao said with a frown, but there were some reasons he couldn't be sure.

"This is unlikely, King Han, as a descendant of the royal family, has his own purple qi body, ordinary little ghosts can't get close to him at all, how did Lan Cui's soul kill Brother Han Wang?" Princess Changping is a member of the royal family. Knowing some of the secrets of the royal family, analyzed.

Zhang Hao nodded and said, "This is also what I don't understand, maybe it's ......" Then Zhang Hao shook his head again, obviously he wasn't quite sure.

There was no sound in the inn for a long time, and the atmosphere was a little depressing.

In the end, it was Zhang Hao who broke the silence. looked at everyone: "Don't be so sad, at least we already have eyebrows, we know that King Han's death is related to Lan Cui, as long as we find Lan Cui's soul, everything will be solved!" ”

"So what do we do next?" Chi Kexin looked at Zhang Hao and asked.

Zhang Hao took a deep breath, his eyes flashed, and said, "Let's go and see King Han's corpse." ”

"Brother Han is a descendant of the royal family, and his body must be buried in the imperial tomb. This ......" Princess Changping was a little hesitant, after all, if she wanted to see the corpse of King Han, she would have to dig a grave in the imperial mausoleum, which would indeed lose the royal system and make the royal face disappear.

Zhang Hao saw that Princess Changping's eyes were a little evasive, so he understood the truth and said, "I'll just go to this matter." ”

"No, I'm going too!" Chi Kexin listened. Immediately stopped, grabbed Zhang Hao and said coquettishly.

Zhang Hao grinned. With a wry smile: "My aunt, I'm going to dig people's graves, and besides, the smell is terrible, do you really want to go?" ”

As soon as she thought of the pungent stench, Chi Kexin felt an itch in her throat, and a rotting corpse appeared in her mind. It was full of maggots, and the long white worms wriggled and made people want to vomit.

Zhang Hao saw that Chi Kexin's face turned pale, and he was overjoyed, and said deliberately: "Since you have to go." Then let's go! ”

Chi Kexin couldn't hold back any longer, rolled in her throat, and ran straight out, and then heard the vomiting sound of "wow".

Zhang Hao shook his head and looked at everyone: "Okay, I'll go first, you go to find that dead fat man, don't let him cause trouble everywhere." ”

Everyone nodded yes, and Zhang Hao immediately flashed and went straight to the imperial mausoleum outside the city.

The imperial tomb is on the barren mountain a hundred miles east of Weituojing, although it is the imperial tomb, but it is rarely visited, and there are only some people who guard the tomb.

Zhang Hao landed on a mountain, and when he looked closely, there were graves everywhere, but the royal tombs were not the same as ordinary people's, they were all beaten with lime, which seemed to be very atmospheric.

Circles of invisible divine thoughts swept out, and after a while, the corners of Zhang Hao's mouth curled, and suddenly his face changed again, and his body quickly swept down.

In the end, Zhang Hao landed in front of a grave, which was the tomb of King Han, but at this time, King Han's grave had already been dug up, and his body was gone.

Zhang Hao's face was gloomy and terrifying, his brows furrowed into a big pimple, and he muttered, "It's a step too late!" ”

"Squeak Squeak......"

"Gollum ......"

A strange sound suddenly sounded, and not far away, a ghostly atmosphere filled the entire mountain.

Zhang Hao raised his eyebrows, and the black and white yin and yang wings behind him stretched out, and quickly swept towards the small mountain. People were in the air, and when they looked down, they saw three or four black shadow imps below, and these black shadow imps were tearing at a corpse.

"King Han!" Seeing King Han's body torn apart by three or four imps, Zhang Hao was furious in his heart, and with a flip of his hand, the Devil May Cry Sword appeared, and rushed straight down.

Zhang Hao was furious, and he didn't show any mercy when he shot out, and a sword slashed out, and suddenly a black sword qi broke away from the blade and slashed directly at one of the ghosts.

Before the poor little ghost could react, the sword qi was already in his body, and the little ghost was instantly split in two by the sword qi, and then turned into a trace of black qi and dissipated into the air.

When the other three little ghosts saw it, they were immediately startled, screamed, and fled in all directions.

"Hmph, I want to run!" Zhang Hao sneered, turned his hand, and the Qiankun lock yang bag appeared in his hand, and then threw it up with all his might, the Qiankun lock yang bag grew in the wind, and the blue light rioted at the mouth of the bag, and a surging suction force was born out of thin air, sucking towards those little ghosts.

The strange screams of "squeak squeak......" suddenly rang out, and the three little ghosts kept screaming.

The Qiankun lock pouch was originally dedicated to collecting ghosts, and these little ghosts couldn't resist it at all, and they were pulled back by the suction.

Suddenly, the three little ghosts screamed miserably, and with three violent sounds, the three little ghosts suddenly exploded and dissipated into curling black gas.

Zhang Hao raised his eyebrows, he was very angry, and he had to accept the Qiankun lock pouch. It turned out that those little ghosts were actually banned by someone, Zhang Hao inadvertently touched the ban, and these little ghosts disappeared in an instant.

"Damn it!" Zhang Hao gritted his teeth angrily, but he was helpless.

And King Han's corpse was scattered all over the place, and it had already become a mess of minced meat, and the clue was completely broken. It seems that what Zhang Hao thought of, the other party also thought of, and took the lead everywhere, Zhang Hao seemed very restricted.

"Everywhere is one step ahead, it seems that this person knows me very well!" Zhang Hao frowned, his eyes flashed, and he muttered. (To be continued.) )