Chapter Seventy-Five: In the Inn

After listening to Zhao Hu's story, Shen Lang gradually had a deeper understanding of today's King Yue, when this King Yue ascended the throne in the year of the weak crown, it only took ten years to increase the national strength of the Yue Kingdom several times, and he knew that this person was not simple.

Sure enough, Zhao Hu continued: "After escaping from the secret guard, King Yue did not send anyone to hunt me down, maybe in his heart I am just an insignificant person. ”

Sighing, I don't know whether it is a blessing or a pity, after Zhao Hu calmed down his feelings, he continued to speak: "After escaping from the secret guards, I didn't dare to stay in those big cities, I just wanted to live the rest of my life quietly. ”

Regarding Zhao Hu's words, Shen Lang still had some questions in his heart, but these things were not important, looking at Zhao Hu with a pale face, Shen Lang said: "Since you are so cooperative, then I will force the blood clotting needle in your body out first." ”

But when it came to the secret guards who found Zhao Hu, they were reporting the matter to King Yue at this time, and the leader of it, Huang Shihu, said: "The king didn't know who was peeping just now, and his subordinates originally injured this person with a blood clotting needle, but then he was delayed by a swordsman in black armor, and his subordinates asked the king to punish him for not doing well." ”

King Yue, who was on the other side of the mirror, said softly with a calm face: "Since he was hit by a blood clotting needle, if there is no means, that person will not live long, so be it, the most important thing for you now is to find the treasure quickly, only if you can get the treasure, you will all be the great heroes of the Yue Kingdom." ”

Hearing that King Yue did not want to punish himself, Huang Shihu was even more grateful to King Yue in his heart, and immediately said: "Don't worry, the king will not miss this time." ”

King Yue nodded lightly, and just said lightly: "This king doesn't want to hear the news of failure, so you have to do your best." ”

Although King Yue said it easily, listening to it in the ears of the secret guard, it made these murderous demons feel cold in their hearts, but their loyalty to King Yue since childhood made them not feel the slightest discomfort.

From the beginning of training, he only knew that it was his nature to give priority to completing tasks, and more often than not, even if he sacrificed himself, he had to complete the errands assigned by King Yue.

Besides, Shen Lang, who was healing Zhao Hu in the broken temple, pulled out the blood clotting needle in his body with a little means.

Zhao Hu, who felt that his body was no longer in trouble, was even more respectful of Shen Lang's methods, and wanted to open his mouth a few times when he wanted to speak, but in the end he didn't dare to speak.

Shen Lang smiled: "If Mr. Zhao has anything to say, you might as well say it directly." ”

Since Engong asked, Zhao Hu was naturally disrespectful, and asked cautiously: "Dare to ask Engong is a person who cultivates immortals." ”

Shen Lang asked with a puzzled face, "Is there anything wrong with my identity?"

Zhao Hu naturally waved his hand again and again: "It's not true, it's just that Engong doesn't know, although there are occasionally talented young masters in the rivers and lakes who are favored by the Xianmen, but few people have seen real immortal cultivators." ”

Shen Lang nodded at this time, it is true, on weekdays, this monk will not come to the realm of these mortals, so although there are their legends among mortals, they are all heard and seen few.

Zhao Hu was able to see the monk with his own eyes, and he was also saved by Shen Lang, and his heart was even more excited, although he didn't dare to say that he begged Shen Lang to pass on the immortal law, he finally gained a little more knowledge.

Shen Lang touched his nose and asked curiously, "Haven't you seen a monk among the secret guards?"

Zhao Hu replied truthfully: "Since King Yue ascended the throne, he has also repeatedly asked the secret guards to go out to find the immortal cultivators, but in vain, the matter will be over. ”

"Since you haven't found the monk, why can that secret guard hurt you with a monk's magic weapon?" Shen Lang asked the key question.

Hearing that he was actually injured by the monk's magic weapon, it is no wonder that the medicine stone is useless, thanks to meeting Shen Lang, otherwise he would really return to Huangquan.

Zhao Hu shook his head, obviously not knowing that there was already that kind of magical treasure in the dark guard, and after thinking for a while, he said slowly: "Actually, there is another reason why I escaped from the secret guard, because I discovered a secret of King Yue, although I don't know if it is true or not, but I have never dared to tell this news to others." ”

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little complaining about why Zhao Hu didn't say the news earlier, Zhao Hu explained with a little embarrassment on his face: "This news is my guess, and I am not sure whether it is true or false, so I didn't show it to Engong." ”

Shen Lang nodded, understanding Zhao Hu's thoughts, even the news that he was not sure about before, there was indeed no need to say it before, but since Shen Lang noticed the connection, he naturally wanted to know more.

"It doesn't matter, whether it's true or not, let's talk about it first, maybe this is the real secret of King Yue. ”

When Zhao Hu heard this, he had no choice but to tell the buried secret: "When I was on an errand beside King Yue, I felt that something was not quite right with King Yue, although I didn't realize it at the time, but the more I thought about it later, the more strange I felt. ”

Shen Lang listened patiently to Zhao Hu's words, trying to find out the hidden information from these irrelevant details.

"At that time, although my martial arts were not as good as now, I was also a good hand in the Great Interior, but every time I saw King Yue, I had a feeling of worship, even the old King Yue never had such a feeling, but I felt a strong coercion in a young king who was not as weak as the crown, and the group of secret guards I trained, I don't see how King Yue cares about it on weekdays, but these people are loyal to King Yue, which makes me puzzled. ”

Shen Lang joked: "Maybe it's because you, the king of Yue, are naturally good at controlling people's hearts, and in the emperor's house, you always have your own strengths." ”

Zhao Hu shook his head with a stern expression: "Originally, I thought the same way, thinking that King Yue was a natural emperor, but then I gradually found out that it was wrong, if it was really so powerful, how could I do such a thing as destroying the old ministers of the Three Dynasties." ”

Shen Lang was right when he thought about it, as an emperor, the most taboo is this, the temple dispute is nothing more than the emperor's means, but this king of Yue does not play cards according to common sense, and obviously falls inferior in means, how can there be such a thing.

Zhao Hu continued: "It wasn't until later that I found out that King Yue seemed to be possessing a spell. ”

Hearing this, Shen Lang's face couldn't help but be stunned, this news seemed to be more surprising than those who were born with a peerless pulse to be able to cultivate, not because the talent of the emperor was not good.

On the contrary, being able to be an emperor has his own dragon qi protective body, which is the reason why even monks can't make a move against the emperor in the world, and those human kings who practiced the emperor's avenue in ancient times were all true dragon protectors, enslaving the monks' existence, and finally suffered from the jealousy of the heavens.

This buried the disaster, in order to prevent the reappearance of the king of heaven and earth from enslaving the monks, the monks cut off the way that the emperors under the world can cultivate, and in the rules of today's world, if the emperor wants to cultivate, it is not impossible, as long as he steps down from the throne without the protection of the real dragon, but compared to the immortal road that has not yet arrived, the rights and wealth of the world are all in front of him, and few people will choose such a path.

But Zhao Hu actually said that King Yue had a spell, which had to make Shen Lang suspicious, looking at Zhao Hu's appearance, he expected that he didn't know what the emperor in the world couldn't practice, but the matter of King Yue having a spell was what he saw with his own eyes.

This contradiction couldn't help but make Shen Lang have a huge question in his heart, how did this King Yue do it, and it is no wonder that King Yue wants to get the elixir in the treasure.

I didn't come up with a reason for a long time, the Dao system of the Emperor Avenue between heaven and earth had already been shattered, and those enslaved monks had already let these descendants of the people who were bent on commanding heaven and earth cut down the grass and eradicate the roots, how could this King Yue be able to cultivate spells.

It seems that this small Yue Kingdom is not simple, Shen Lang showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, he didn't expect such an interesting thing to happen in this small place, it seems that the next journey will not be so boring.

Shen Lang glanced at Zhao Hu and said, "Okay, since your injuries are no longer in trouble, you can go." ”

Zhao Hu originally wanted to say something, but for Shen Lang, a high-ranking immortal cultivator, what could he ask for, so he had to ask carefully: "I don't know if there is a chance to see Engong again, so as to repay Engong for saving his life tonight." ”

Shen Lang smiled: "Look at fate, I saved your life tonight and learned a lot of things from your mouth, we don't owe each other, as for the future, let it be fate." ”

After saying that, Shen Lang disappeared into Zhao Hu's eyes, and the former commander of the secret guard was even more amazed at Shen Lang's methods, and it seemed that he had no chance to worship the immortal gate in this life.

Wei Ran sighed, slowly got up and erased all the traces in the broken temple, and then carefully went back to his home.

In a moment, Shen Lang returned to the inn, at this time the Longmen Inn was already very lively, the previous fight had already alarmed the government, in addition to those ordinary errands, there were many sergeants wearing armor, each holding a sword to surround this famous Longmen Inn in Yuzhou City.

Shen Lang's methods naturally don't have to worry about being discovered by these mortals, and even during the time when he was tracking Zhao Hu before, because of the protective formation, no one noticed that there was no one in Shen Lang's room.

At this time, someone outside Shen Lang's door came up and knocked on the door, and Shen Lang immediately stepped forward to open the door.

The leader was the lieutenant colonel of the First Army, and when he saw Shen Lang alone, he asked loudly, "Did you hear any movement just now?" ”

Shen Lang nodded and replied, "Naturally, I heard it." ”

The captain frowned, and continued to ask, "Why are you still here since you heard the movement?" ”

Shen Lang asked rhetorically with a sneering expression on his face, "What does it matter to me to hear the movement." ”

I didn't expect to be asked by this half-grown son, which made the captain who usually spoke in front of the soldiers a little unsightly.

He glared at Shen Lang viciously, and said angrily: "Hmph, if you find out what you have to do with that gangster, you won't be able to eat and walk around, now go to the hall immediately, and the general will interrogate you people well." ”

Shen Lang shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, greeted Gohan with one hand, and walked slowly towards the lobby of the inn, he also wanted to see if there was anything interesting.

At this moment, in addition to the armed soldiers in the lobby, everyone in the inn was brought to the lobby for interrogation.

After the captain brought Shen Lang to lead the lobby, he reported to a burly man with a big beard, but he was wearing a Confucian robe.

"Everyone in General Qiqi's inn has been brought, and I ask the general to show me. The lieutenant respectfully reported to his general.

The general in a long robe, opened the folding fan in his hand, this vassal elegant dress, really made Shen Lang a little crying and laughing, originally as a man with armor, he should have been majestic mountains and rivers, but he had to dress up as a Confucian student, obviously looking five big and three thick, and he had to hold a folding fan, and many people in the inn secretly laughed at the appearance of this general.

The girl named Ling'er was already laughing so much that she couldn't straighten her waist, and Dongfang Bai and Lu Yun on the side had the heart to persuade each other, but looking at the general's dress, they both shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

The general didn't care about other people's eyes, he still stood there generously and shook the folding fan in his hand, after listening to the report of his subordinates, he looked at the people in the inn, and the folding fan hit the captain's head hard and scolded: "Damn, Zhang Xiaoer** is talking nonsense with his eyes open." ”

The lieutenant was inexplicably beaten, staring innocently at his general, hoping to get an answer, and the general scolded in a loud voice: "You fucking said that everyone in the inn has arrived, where is the Xiangyu girl, you dare to deceive Lao Tzu." ”

After that, he kicked the captain to the ground, and the captain patted his ass and quickly got up, and said with a flattering face: "We don't dare to trespass on the boudoir of the golden shopkeeper of the general, we still want your old man to come forward." ”

The general's face showed a very sensible expression on his face, and he was about to go to call the door with a smile.