Chapter 311: Divine Messenger

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But nothing had changed in the room - the cicadas were still chirping outside.

Zhao Sheng kowtowed a few more times, finished this set again, and waited for a full quarter of an hour...... Then he slowly got up from the ground and sat back in the large wooden chair in the signing room.

After a quarter of an hour. Another quarter of an hour passed.

However, nothing happened...... It's as if he really fantasized about it before.

Zhao Sheng finally sighed and lowered his head.

Perhaps the dragon king didn't hear his prayers—would he be like a man when he was newly freed, and had many things to deal with?

Or is he not "sincere"...... Do you need to sacrifice it?

He began to fall into a slight trepidation and doubt, and felt that the sound of cicadas outside the window was getting more and more annoying—until he heard the sound outside the door.

The voice was soft, but the tone was quite majestic: "Then Zhao Sheng, don't open the door to welcome the Dragon King's decree!"

Zhao Sheng's eyes widened for a moment, then he bounced up from his chair and jumped to the door in three steps. I didn't think much about it, so I stretched out my hand and pulled the door open to look out.

However, there was no one to be seen.

He was just about to frown and then raise his feet and walk into the courtyard, when he suddenly heard someone shouting in a panic under his feet: "What a bold Zhao Sheng, dare to rush into the honor of the Divine Dragon Messenger?!"

Zhao Sheng looked down at this time, and then suddenly retracted his foot that stepped out of the door like an electric shock-

The door of his detention room had a threshold, and according to the custom of the yamen, the threshold was quite high - up to his ankles.

Right now, just outside the threshold, a group of brightly armored villains was parked. The villain was only level with the threshold, and there were thirteen in total, divided into two columns, left and right.

In front of them were four knights in red armor and riding small red horses, holding swords as long as toothpicks. In the middle, there are four young men in Tsing Yi dressed in short clothes, carrying a golden roofless sedan chair together. There was a person sitting on the sedan chair, wearing a blue-gray official dress, a patch on his chest that could not be seen clearly, and a pair of winged black yarn on his head, which should be the self-proclaimed "Dragon Messenger". After that, there should be four foot soldiers with swords at their waists and wearing green armor, holding official title cards and umbrellas in their hands, and they can't see what is written on them.

But there should be "there should be four" because Zhao Sheng accidentally stepped on the last step when he took it. The little Luo umbrella fell to the ground, and the villain also lay down and couldn't get up, looking like he had broken his leg by stepping on.

Now these thirteen villains all looked up at Zhao Sheng—after their eyes met for a while, this Zhao Sheng retreated two steps away like a ghost, and almost closed the door.

The little man in the middle was not in a hurry, raised his eyebrows and shouted: "If you don't meet the order, what kind of system will you become!"

The villain was only a little taller than Zhao Sheng's fist, but he was not afraid of him at all. This kind of calm bearing actually made Zhao Sheng calm down. He took a few breaths before his eyes widened: "Is Your Excellency really the envoy of the Dragon King? Why didn't the Dragon King come to see me?"

The villain was furious: "How bold! How noble is the Dragon King of Weishui, how can you see it if you want to? The Dragon King sympathizes with your sincerity and asks the official to come and deliver the decree, but you still don't bow down to the ground and respectfully accept the decree, don't you know how terrible it is for the gods to be angry?"

Zhao Sheng listened to his words becoming more and more severe, and he really had some momentum, and his heart settled down a little. He didn't have time to think about it, so he had to really answer the order—but he didn't bow to the ground, but leaned over and put one palm on the threshold.

So the four little people who carried the sedan chair stretched out their arms and lifted the sedan chair up. The junior official on the sedan chair walked to Zhao Sheng's palm.

Zhao Shengcai stood up, carried the villain back to the case, and put him on the case. After thinking about it, he bowed respectfully: "...... What will the priest have to read?"

With a straight face, the villain took out a small silk scroll from his big sleeve, unfolded it, cleared his throat, and said, "The Dragon King called this official to ask you - you have made meritorious contributions to saving the driver, but you have not had time to reward meritorious deeds." Now that the Dragon King has returned to the Dragon Palace, he wants to know, what reward do you want?"

Hearing this, the apprehension and worry in Zhao Sheng's heart disappeared at once! How could he have imagined that the "Dragon King of Weishui" was really a god who acted in an ancient style -- he still remembered to "reward meritorious deeds"?

He was stunned for a moment by this sudden joy, and then hurriedly said, "Reward...... What kind of reward? Do you want me to bring it myself?!"

The villain said impatiently: "I want you to say it yourself." My dragon king has vast powers, and there is nothing that cannot be done. Even if that person dies and falls into samsara......"

When he said this, he seemed to have lost his words, and hurriedly paused to change his words: "You can say it - first talk to the official." ”

Zhao Sheng blinked and was silent for a long time. Then he turned around and paced anxiously in the room, and walked about half a pillar of incense before he made up his mind - he stomped his feet fiercely and turned his head sharply: "If I rebel in this Rong City, can the Dragon King help me kill the demons of the rest of the kingdom and rule the world?!"

The villain laughed sharply when he heard his words: "Hehe, you are bold! The Dragon King has already said to this official before he came, and you must have made this request." Let him tell you that he may help you. ”

Zhao Sheng opened his mouth in disbelief: "Really?!"

The villain waved his hand: "But it's not the kind of helper you think." Listen—"

"The Dragon King knows that you are going to rebel, and he also knows that you don't have many people to use in this Wei City. I also know that you are just a mere catcher, and there is no talent for the time being. Therefore let me tell you a good deed. ”

"Thousands of miles away from Rongcheng, there is a mountain in the territory of Qingguo, which is called Yunshan. There is a fort on the mountain, called Heizhai Fort. The surname of the castle owner of the black fort should be decisive, and he is a great general, with hundreds of soldiers under his command. My dragon king, who had received the favor of his previous life, now knows that he is struggling to make a living, so he has just combined the two of you into one—I will give you a time and a place. Then you will send men there and wait, and you will wait until that is decided. At that time, it was said that the dragon king had sent your man to pick him up - and you could take him for your own use, and become the general of this city. ”

Zhao Sheng frowned slightly when he heard what he said. Because of what this petty official is saying now...... It's kind of too real.

He's a man of high expectations, but he's not stupid by nature. So he felt that something was wrong—he had thought that the promises of the gods should be more subtle.

For example, he helped himself "change his life", making himself invincible and invincible.

But now it has suddenly become such a specific method, which makes people's hearts vigilant.

But the little official didn't care what he was thinking, and kept saying, "My dragon king also knows that there is no one around you who can help you with advice. So I'll give you another good thing. ”

"There is a big lake in Rongcheng four hundred miles away, called Dongting. There is a mountain in the Dongting Lake, which is called Jun Mountain. There is a palace on Jun Mountain, called Ziwei Palace. There is a hermit in Ziwei Palace, whose surname is Liu Minggongzan - my dragon king also received his favor in his previous life. If you send people to the Ziwei Palace of Dongting Jun Mountain, you will see the hermit. Tell him that he was entrusted by the dragon king to ask him to go out of the mountain, so that you can take him for your use and become the wisdom of this Rongcheng. ”

"With these two people, one writer and one martial arts, you can keep Rongcheng safe. ”

"And then, if you encounter demons again, my dragon king will send four dragon messengers to help, and you can also sit back and relax—what do you think?"

Zhao Sheng hesitated for a while, and then said, "Thank you for the Dragon King's kindness." It's just that Izumo Mountain, Heizhai Fort...... Doesn't it sound like a bandit village? Well, it doesn't matter if it's a bandit village or not, but I don't know the details of Ying Ran and Liu Gongzan. They also sound like Qingguo, and they don't know the situation of Yuguo and Rongcheng. These two came to Rongcheng...... My brothers might be suspicious. I always feel ...... Well...... It doesn't seem very appropriate. ”

As soon as his voice fell, the villain on the case raised his eyebrows, and he didn't know where to draw a thin little sword. He took his sword and looked around, and he saw the seal behind him.

This is the size of Zhao Sheng's fist, but it is a big thing for a villain. The villain took two steps forward and walked to Taiyin and waved his sword.

The thin little sword was like cutting a piece of tofu, cutting off a corner of the table seal!

Then the villain turned his face and said angrily: "How can you shirk the kindness of the gods? Haven't you heard the story of the ancients who disrespected the gods and were sent to them because of this? Wei Shuijun was suppressed by the demons of the Yu Kingdom, so he wanted to punish them with the help of your means. Now you are prevaricating in every possible way, do you want to become a subordinate of the demon and oppose Weishuijun?"

His tone was stern, and his face was bright red. Zhao Sheng was horrified in his heart, and hurriedly said: "Don't dare, I don't dare to have such an idea-"

The villain ignored him and continued to say angrily: "Weishui-jun went to the Senluo Hall once for your business. In the temple of Nasenro, he saw a woman and an old woman. The woman said 'Da Lang', and the old woman said, 'Clothes are cool, clothes are cool' - do you know them?"

Zhao Sheng was stunned for a moment, and then burst into tears: "That's my mother and mother! Where are they now?! The priest once said that the dragon king has great powers, can't you ask them to return to the yang?"

The villain was not moved by him, but smiled coldly: "The first official asked what you wanted to ask for, but after thinking about it for a while, he only asked about your own future, and never asked your wife and mother-why are you acting like it now?"

Zhao Sheng sighed and stomped his feet fiercely: "Why didn't I want to? It's just that people can't be resurrected after death, how dare I ask the Dragon King for the matter of life and death!"

Only then did the look on the villain's face soften, and he said, "The Dragon King once told me that if you only ask yourself and don't ask them, you are a ruthless and unrighteous person, and you are not worthy of help. Now that the official knows that you have extenuating circumstances, he will not pursue it for the time being. ”

"The dragon king also commanded the officer, if you have any doubts, ask the officer to show you a man. When you see that person, you will no longer have any worries. Now you're going to see—"

When the villain said this, he took out a small token from his sleeve, threw it on the ground, and shouted, "I haven't come out to see each other yet!"

As soon as the words fell, a blue mist rose from the ground. Then a woman's soul fluttered in the air - Zhao Sheng fixed his eyes, could it be his dead wife?!

When he asked the ghost a few more questions, he was even more certain—there were some things that only the two of them knew, and no one else could hear them.

With tears in his eyes, Zhao Sheng asked his wife where they were. The female ghost said, "Now in a place of white mist, I don't know where it is, I suspect it is the underworld."

However, the villain only asked them to say these few words. After a while, he drank "It's time" again, and waved his hand to let the female ghost disperse.

Zhao Sheng was grief-stricken, and only begged the villain to ask him to say a few more words to his wife.

The villain straightened his face and said: "Although Weishui Jun has the ability to reach the sky, Senluo Hall also has its own rules. Now that you are still an irrelevant person, how can Wei Shui Jun ask the black and white Yan Jun to ask your wife and mother to return to the yang? When he is done, you have done what Wei Shui Jun commanded -- you have the glory and wealth of the world, and you can also have your dead wife and mother. Now that you know these things, do you still have any worries in your heart?"

Previously, Zhao Sheng was still suspicious of some demon's means - using spells to make these things to coax him.

But now that he saw the soul of his deceased wife, he had no doubts in his heart. He was not an uninformed person, having heard his brother in the city of Qingguo say that demons and monks may have all kinds of magical powers, but only the soul is difficult to manipulate.

The soul of a person after death can be destroyed, but it is very difficult to take it away—because it is the black and white thing. There are irrelevant people who have the idea of beating souls, and they want to anger the two emperors of the underworld.

Now that he has seen his wife's soul with his own eyes, and has confirmed that it is really his deceased wife, he knows that this Weishui Jun really has great abilities and should be a true god.

Therefore, at last, his knees weakened and he bowed to the ground: "The priest taught me, what should I do now?!"

The villain said in a deep voice: "You first send someone to ask Ying Ran and Liu Gongzan." After that, some people were divided into people to go to Hongling - to find out the movements of the demons there, and rescue the villagers who were trapped there, so as to strengthen the momentum of Rongcheng. After doing these two things well, the dragon king will have orders in the future. ”

Zhao Sheng nodded again and again, and said: "It's just the matter of the Dragon King, I believe it, but I'm afraid that the people around me won't believe it." Do you have any tokens or credentials left for me to show to you?"

The villain laughed: "It's not difficult." ”

As he spoke, he threw the small silk scroll in his hand that had been announced to Zhao Sheng: "This thing is called Luoshu Ancient Scroll, you keep it in your hand." In the future, if he asked the dragon king about something, he would bathe in incense and write it on this volume, and the dragon king would see it. ”

Zhao Sheng hurriedly took it. Just when I was struggling with how to write such a small thing, the "Luo Shu Ancient Scroll" had become a little bigger—it was the appearance that ordinary people could write.

I heard the villain suddenly whisper: "The time has come." The official has gone back to his life!"

Zhao Sheng hurriedly said: "Priest, stay here-"

But when he shouted like this, he woke himself up.

The cicadas outside the window stopped chirping at some point. It should have been afternoon, and the sun was shining all over the room.

He was covered in sweat and looked like he had fallen asleep—he slept in front of the desk as if he had fallen asleep during the previous prayers.

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The famous "The Mage and the Demon King" is on the shelves. It's already more than 300,000 words, and it can be killed.

Key point: The main character is a descendant of the Demon King.

The author writes books quite seriously, and he is fair-skinned and beautiful. (To be continued.) )