Chapter 43: Make a joke to the king (sorry for being late)
Huhu...
At the top of the tower, the wind mixed with ice shavings hit my face. Strangely enough, as soon as I climbed to the top of the tower, the temperature here began to rise, and it was not as cold as below.
The three of them stood on it and could see the entire Yin Yang Mountain from a distance.
A ray of green light became more and more dazzling on the cliff of Yin Yang Mountain.
"That old woman started trying her best. It's ancient witchcraft. It's really surprising. But I'm afraid she won't survive."
The coffin lid was opened a tiny gap, and one eye peered through the coffin lid silently at the ray of green light in the distance.
"Hey, we're at the place now. Let the old man out!"
Gao Zhuo knocked on the coffin and said.
"Why are you so anxious! If I come out now, I am no match for a great master."
The guy in the coffin was extremely cunning. He knew that if he went out at this time, he would most likely be pushed to the ground by Xu Tong and three others, so he refused to get out of the coffin easily.
Xu Tong looked at the colored glaze lamp in front of him. The lamp body was very small. It was said to be colored glaze, but in fact it was just wrapped in a layer of crystal on the outside. But if he looked carefully, there were actually two heads inside the crystal.
"Meow!!"
The black cat in his arms looked at the lamp eagerly, as if what he saw in front of him was not a lamp but a piece of dried fish, exuding an irresistible temptation.
"Old guy, don't play this trick with me. The worst is, we'll both die. Even if I fight for half my life, I can pull you out with a blaster!"
Gao Zhuo knocked on the coffin angrily. He came from a family that drove corpses, but one day he fell into the hands of a zombie. It was a great shame and humiliation.
But the person in the coffin seemed determined and would not come out until the lamp was lit. This made Gao Zhuo curse, but in his heart he had no temper at all.
"Okay, but you have to tell me first what it costs to light this lamp."
Xu Tong walked to the coffin and asked.
He didn't believe that King Jiu'e Minggui was so easy to talk to. It was as simple as asking them to light a lamp.
and……
Xu Tong reached out and pulled out the black cat from his arms, holding it in his hand and looking at it: "I always feel that there is something wrong with this gadget."
"Meow!!"
The black cat looked at Xu Tong with an innocent expression, as if he wanted to tell him that he was also an innocent victim.
But Xu Tong held it in his arms and walked step by step to the edge of the tower, looking at the surging water below: "If you don't tell me, I won't light the lamp. At worst, it will be regarded as our challenge failure. Anyway, there is no loss."
Hearing this, the man in the coffin finally stopped being silent, and his voice suddenly turned cold: "Boy, are you afraid that I will kill this old man?"
"Just kill it." Xu Tong picked up his fingers and teased the cat nonchalantly.
After hearing Xu Tong's words in the coffin, he didn't speak, as if he was waiting for Gao Zhuo and Chang Wugu to hear anything.
However, the two of them remained silent and had no intention of speaking.
Life is very important, neither of them wants to die, but just like the tacit understanding Xu Tong reached with the old man at the beginning, whether it is passive or active, the premise of cooperation is that each other is restrained, so that the game can continue.
If we let this guy lead us by the nose, the worst is possible and no one will be able to live well. After all, no one is so angry. If they were afraid of death, neither of them would be able to make it today.
The attitude of the three people caught Wang Zhao in the coffin by surprise. After a moment of silence, he opened his mouth to explain to Xu Tong.
"The King of Underworld Ghosts was actually exiled from the Yin Cao. The reason is unknown, but he has a great god behind him to protect him, so no one from the Yin Cao came to arrest him.
During the first battle that year, the Qintian Supervisor summoned the Yin Cao ghosts and gods with the emperor's list, but as a result, none of the Yin Cao gods were willing to come.
Only a kid came to deliver the letter, and then we knew the reason. It wasn't that the people in Qintian Prison were unable to kill him, but they just didn't dare."
Wang Zhao talked about what happened that year. He was hiding in a corner and heard with his own ears what the few people from Qintian Prison were discussing in private.
"You can't kill them. If you kill the Jiu'e Underworld Ghost King, they will inevitably be settled in the underworld after their death.
But if you don't kill, you will be violating the emperor's order. You cannot disobey the emperor's order. If you disobey the order, your whole family will be buried with him."
So they cut off the two heads of the Jiu'e Ghost King and made this lamp. Only by lighting this lamp can the Ghost King leave here."
The people in the Qintian Prison are very clever in their calculations. As long as the Ghost King cannot be born, who knows whether they will kill him or not, they can just go back and revive him.
"How can you keep such a big thing a secret?"
Gao Zhuo asked from the side, feeling that this guy was talking nonsense and couldn't easily believe a word he said. There were so many alien masters back then, and if one of them revealed the matter, Qin Tianjian and his gang would be doomed.
Wang Zhao couldn't help but sneer when he heard this: "Yes, so those who left with Qin Tianjian, I think there is a high probability that they will not appear in the world again from now on."
"Kill and silence!"
Gao Zhuo's eyelids twitched, and he immediately felt relieved. Yes, such a big thing had never been spread in the world. He had never heard of it even in the local area. He only found out about it after reading the contents on the Feng Shui map.
It seems that killing people and silencing them will most likely not be possible.
Xu Tong interrupted Wang Zhao at this moment and continued: "What I'm asking is, what is the cost of lighting it!"
If this lamp was better, King Jiu'e Minggui would have lit it long ago, why wait until now.
When Xu Tong said this, Gao Zhuo immediately reacted and kicked the coffin: "Old thief, at this time, you are trying to change the subject. If you don't say anything, you can light the lamp yourself.
"
A wry smile came from the coffin. Knowing that there was no way around it, he could only say: "There are three requirements for lighting a lamp. First, it must be a living person. It must be lit with its own true fire. This thing can only be found in living people."
The so-called real fire is the three fires on the shoulders and the top of the head.
"Secondly, the time for lighting the lamp is very short. If you miss the time, you will have to wait for another forty-four years, so this is the reason why you are limited to lighting the glass lamp within half an hour.
Third, after the person who lit the lamp dies..."
At this point, the voice in the coffin became quieter and quieter: "After death, the soul cannot enter the underworld, and the dead cannot be reincarnated."
This price is actually very serious. After all, as long as you are an individual, you will eventually die.
Even from another perspective, living is just the definition given by humans. Perhaps death does not necessarily mean disappearing, but can also be understood as being temporarily offline.
But if after death, the soul cannot enter the underworld, it can only wander around the world as a lonely ghost, being illuminated by the sun, blown by wind and rain, with no one to rely on. It will not take long for the soul to become confused and eventually disappear completely.
But this price is like this to others, but to Xu Tong, it is like scratching an itch.
Because of the characteristics of Baishan Kou, if I could find a successor, I would give all my money to teach Baishan Kou to him.
Then, even if I die in the future, I can learn from my master and live in the virtual reality of the next successor.
From then on, their family's lineage continued, mating the dolls over and over again, and passed them down from generation to generation.
In the end, it became a part of Master's plan, gathering the strength of ten generations to open the gate of heaven and ascend in the daytime.
What should I do if I don't want to be like my master?
It doesn't matter, you can go to heaven and have fun. I heard that angels everywhere don't like to wear clothes, so you can be an excellent fashion designer.
You can also go to Lilith's kitchen and taste her superb cooking skills that you will never forget.
In short, it doesn't matter whether you go to the underworld or not.
"real??"
Gao Zhuo didn't believe it: "It's so simple, why should the high priest work so hard? Why don't he just light the lamp?"
"How could King Jiu'e Minggui tell this kind of thing to his enemies so easily? Besides, Voodoo has a long history, and those weird witchcraft can be as evil as they are.
This lantern is made from the head of the Nine-e Underworld Ghost King. If someone from the Voodoo Cult were to light the lantern, wouldn’t that be like letting the Monkey King go to the Peach Garden?"
"Then how dare he ask us to light this lamp now??"
Gao Zhuo continued to ask.
But this question is no longer important, even Chang Wujie can figure it out.
There is a big difference between being able to run and not being able to run.
At present, the Jiu'e Ghost King must have realized that there are no longer enough souls here to bring him, so he wants to change his passiveness into an active one.
"Anyway, if you light the glazed lamp, the Underworld King will be able to return the soul of Gao Xiaoshan to you, and I will also be able to get what I want. Everything will be happy."
When Wang Zhao saw that Xu Tong did not refuse directly, he urged him to light the lamp immediately. The time was almost up.
However, Xu Tong did not light the lamp, but slowly raised his hands and lifted the black cat above his head.
"The most dangerous place is the safest place, right!"
The black cat was startled, then his eyes tightened and his limbs suddenly felt a strong feeling of stepping into the air. It turned out that at this time, Xu Tong suddenly let go of his hand and threw the cat directly into the lower tower.
"aim???"
The black cat let out a sharp cry and quickly flew down the tower.
But at this time, someone couldn't sit still, and the lid of the coffin, which had always been closed, was suddenly pushed open, and then a black shadow jumped out of the coffin and jumped off the tower desperately.
He held the black cat in the air tightly in his arms, and then grabbed the wall of the tower with his other hand.
Sharp nails protruded from the dark palms, and they were inserted straight into the outer wall of the tower like cutting tofu.
"Kakakaka..."
A crack extended down the tower, as eye-catching as a huge scar.
"You bastard!!"
After confirming that the black cat in his arms was safe, Wang Zhao finally raised his head and revealed his true face.
Even though he has turned into a zombie, it can still be seen that when Wang Zhao was young, he was quite handsome, with sharp edges and corners, and a plump figure.
Xu Tong looked at Wang Zhao with a smile, waved to him, took out his mobile phone from the props book, and looked at the time. Half an hour was left, and there were less than three minutes left.
"Since you also said that King Jiu'e Minggui will never reveal his secret so easily, why should he believe that I will actually light the lamp? He is not afraid that I will steal the lamp.
, leave it to voodoo??
So the best explanation is that he will follow me personally. In two minutes, the king will be able to return to his true form. If I don't light the glass lamp by then, you are not afraid of what I will do."
The black cat narrowed his eyes and stared at Xu Tong with an evil look. Wang Zhao even glared at Xu Tong.
I don't know how this guy came up with this.
In fact, this guy Wang Zhao told lies a lot, but he was a clever liar, but he shouldn't have said this in front of Xu Tong.
Because Xu Tong is better at telling lies than him.
Everything Wang Zhao said was true.
But he would deliberately omit some issues. For example, he said that during the Divine Sacrifice, the Ghost King would be very weak, but did not say how weak he was specifically.
He said that he has been here for a long time. Since it has been so long, why can’t he find a way to leave? What is his relationship with the Ghost King?
By connecting these hidden information together, the answer is already clear.
Xu Tong made a bold guess.
This cat is the King of the Ghost Ghosts of Jiu'e. Wang Zhao has taken refuge with him a long time ago, so he must follow him to protect the King of Ghosts if something unexpected happens, or maybe he has other agendas.
Of course, this is all my own conjecture.
But what does it matter if you guess wrong? Cats have nine lives anyway, so they may not die if they fall. In the worst case, they can just pick them back up.
However, Wang Zhao was so eager to protect the Lord that he not only exposed the Underworld King, but also lost the leverage to blackmail them.
Gao Zhuo and Chang Wuzhen hurriedly walked to the coffin and saw that the old man was lying unconscious inside. They took a closer look.
After discovering that the old man was fine, he felt relieved. In order to ensure that everything was safe, Gao Zhuo even gave the old man a Lingrou Pill to drink.
The two then re-covered the coffin and walked to the edge aggressively. Wang Zhao had a few more silver needles on his fingers. Chang Wugu silently took out the screwdriver, squinting and thinking about it later.
This guy opens a few eyes.
There was still about a minute left. Let alone one cat in this time, even ten more Wang Zhaos would not be enough for the two of them to kill.
But Xu Tong stopped the two of them, lowered his head and looked at the black cat in Wang Zhao's hand: "Of course these are just a little joke with the king, I'm going to light the lamp right now."
"head!!"
Gao Zhuo's expression changed, and he looked at Xu Tong in confusion. He didn't know why he cut his head and lit the glass lamp.
But soon Gao Zhuo remembered that the purpose of their trip was to rescue Old Mrs. Gao's soul. If they really killed the Ghost King, how would they get this soul back!
Thinking of this, Gao Zhuo hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to stop Xu Tong: "Boss! What if this guy doesn't keep his word? This is our family's business. I can't risk your life."
Chang Chang heard the words behind him and couldn't help but curled his lips.
Xu Tong pushed Gao Zhuo away, strode to the glass lamp, and summoned a wisp of hellfire on his fingertips.
The firelight shone on Xu Tong's face, making the expression on his face flicker. A smile appeared on Xu Tong's face: "That's even simpler. If he doesn't keep his word, just treat him to a fistfight.
"
As he spoke, he saw Xu Tong's fingertips gently pinch, and the weak real fire floated in the air, falling lightly on the wick covered with solid ice.
