The banquet lasted until late, and the Marquis of Hanyang and the county guard left in a drunken car.

King Jin was also drunk and was helped into the apse by several palace maids. After those palace maids left, Wang Zhuo, who was still drunk just now, instantly sobered up.

"Xu Wei."

"The subordinates are here!" In the shadows, a man walked out quietly.

"Can the peasants and soldiers of Jinling and Nanyang be assembled?"

"Back to Your Highness, a total of 5,000 peasant soldiers have been assembled!"

"Send someone to contact, and I'm ready to do it tomorrow!" Wang Zhuo said directly, the candle flame jumped and swayed, reflecting his face, so there was still half a bit of smiling?

"Yui!" The man immediately took the order, and quietly melted into the shadows and left.

After everyone left, Wang Zhuo got up, poured a cup of tea, and said thoughtfully: "Wushan Goddess? Donghuang Taiyi? Hehe! ”

"The Lone King has been reckless these days, and he has finally fished you out, and he will see tomorrow!"

The next day, when the sky was bright, the Marquis of Hanyang and the county guard came here. After Wang Zhuo came out, he took the guards out of the city together.

The group walked about twenty miles, and when they came to a manor, they stopped.

Wang Zhuo looked at the manor in front of him, his expression moved slightly, and he said with a smile: "Does that Wushan goddess live here?" Sure enough, it's the place where Zhong Ling is handsome! ”

"Your Highness, the goddess lives in this manor." The Marquis of Hanyang looked at the guards around him, and stopped talking: "Your Highness, in the land of goddesses, if you bring a large army here, I am afraid that the aura of the sword will disturb the gods!" ”

Wang Zhuo nodded slightly, and then said with a smile: "Since it is a god dojo, then let them wait outside." ”

After speaking, Wang Zhuo entered the manor with four guards and two people.

Hanyang Marquis Song Jun and county guard Zhao Lun took Wang Zhuo through several portals, and soon came to the shrine, after seeing the shrine, Wang Zhuo also nodded slightly: "This shrine is really solemn, presumably the Taiyi god and the goddess are here?" ”

"Yes, Your Highness!" After Hanyang, Song Jun said with a smile: "I have already informed the goddess, and after a while, the goddess will take you to the fugue, see the gods, and enjoy the joy of the fairy road." ”

"Then let's go in quickly, the Lone King can't wait!" Wang Zhuo said a little eagerly.

"Your Highness, the Divine Hall is the abode of the gods, these guards."

"Let them guard at the door." Wang Zhuo didn't care.

Hanyang Song Jun and Zhao Lun, the county guard, smiled slightly, and then took Wang Zhuo into the shrine.

The light in the shrine was a little dim, and the main hall was lit with Beihai kun oil, and there was a faint fragrance coming from it. The decorations and murals in the main hall are mostly gods and birds, which look solemn and solemn.

But although these things are not bad, he has seen a lot of them, and there is nothing surprising about them. And at this time, a strange smell wafted over, and after Wang Zhuo smelled it, he immediately felt a burst of spirit, and a strange feeling appeared in his heart, and the whole person seemed to be relaxed.

A burst of melodious singing came from nowhere, making people listen to it very comfortably, the candle flame in the hall also rippled, there seemed to be a colorful crystal lamp in front of the eyes, the fairy music bursts, the palace danced, the whole person is like coming to the fairyland.

Not only Wang Zhuo, but also Song Jun, the Marquis of Hanyang, and Zhao Lun, the county guard, who were following him, had long been intoxicated by it, and the two of them were wandering, as if they were dancing.

And at this time, a glimmer of light flashed on the white jade on Wang Zhuo's waist, and Wang Zhuo, who was intoxicated, instantly woke up from that sense of intoxication. The original sense of joy dissipated without a trace in this moment.

Wang Zhuo's mind was completely sober, and Song Jun, the Marquis of Hanyang, and Zhao Lun, the county guard, next to him, looked ugly and intoxicated.

At the same time, Wang Zhuo also saw the so-called fairy palace in the main hall, but some graceful and vivid puppets, which looked very similar to real people, and were dancing under the control of some silk threads at this time, as if a fairy was in the world.

The original fairy music was just artificially played music, but the skills were more superb, and it was not as good as the palace, but in the incense, it was like a fairy sound.

At this time, he still didn't understand that this was the trick of those so-called god sticks and witches pretending to be gods and ghosts. It's just that the witch's methods are indeed superb, this layout is exquisite, and with that kind of peculiar and domineering incense, people who come here will easily fall for it.

Can't distinguish between reality and illusion at all, plus some deliberate guidance, as well as the previous words, and those exquisite arrangements here, people who are intoxicated by incense will fantasize about coming to the fairy palace.

Then, according to the previous verbal prompts, as well as the arrangement of these exquisite dolls, everything in Asgard will naturally be imagined. Whether it is the fairy Gong'e or the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, they will appear in front of their eyes.

It's like a soul out of the body and traveling to the heavenly palace.

When you wake up, you will believe that you have just gone to the Heavenly Palace and have a drink with the gods. With such an arrangement, if it weren't for the talisman jade pendant, even Wang Zhuo would have to indulge in it.

"This incense is really powerful!" Wang Zhuo came to the incense burner next to him, and the strange feeling came again, and he felt fluttering like a fairy again.

But this time, Wang Zhuo did not indulge in it again.

Knowing the trick, Wang Zhuo already knew why the officials and nobles of Jiangzhou would look at this goddess.

Even if he is intoxicated, how can those nobles and officials withstand it? I'm afraid that I will be directly addicted to it, and I will worship the witch as a god. The same is true of this witch, who holds the entire Jiangzhou and even the neighboring counties in her hands.

After thinking about the matter, Wang Zhuo's face was cold, he immediately got up, walked out of the temple, and then directly ordered the army to move, and he led people to break into the temple directly, and arrested all the witches who pretended to be ghosts.

These people knew the domineering nature of the incense, so they naturally didn't dare to stay in the shrine, but stayed in the back hall and controlled it with a rope. Wang Zhuo directly led people to detour to the back, and took advantage of their unpreparedness to easily wipe out these so-called goddesses and servants.

Just when Wang Zhuo came here, the army mobilized from Nanyang and Jinling had also arrived in the city. The peasants immediately surrounded the mansions of all the noble officials in the city. Don't give these people any chance to react at all, take everyone down.

In addition, the large troops mobilized from Nanyang and Jinling also rushed over, surrounded the regiments stationed outside the city, and then asked the soldiers in the barracks to lay down their weapons and wait for orders.

The whole process was fast, and the officials, nobles, and garrisons outside the city were easily controlled. Seeing the scene in front of them, the nobles and officials in the city turned pale with fright.

(End of chapter)