Chapter 368 The cold prince’s brother kills everyone 63
After Wan Fan dealt with the civil strife, he immediately wanted to officially ascend the throne.
According to the order, the late king must be buried first.
The late king has stopped for thirty-seven-twenty-one days and can go to the funeral.
Fuchen presided over the whole process by himself, and even if it was very difficult, he would not let Zhenren interfere at all.
He needs to keep distance from the dead body of the late king.
The tomb of the late king was completed a year ago, and Zhenren was responsible for the survey and planning.
The night before the funeral, Fuchen found Zhenren and said, "Master, please go back to the mountains. Stop interfering in worldly affairs."
The pure person turns his back and does not interact directly with Fuchen.
The sky is full of stars, and shadows float in front of the court.
Summer is about to begin, and the weather is very comfortable.
Such good days are also available in the market.
Fuchen looked up at Xingye and said calmly, "Do not participate in the affairs of the royal family. This is a rule established by your ancestors."
"When have you guarded it?" Zhen Ren said lightly. His purple robe moved with the wind. Seven years have passed by in a hurry, and he is still as elegant as a fairy.
Standing next to him, Fuchen was a head shorter.
Fuchen turned his head and said stubbornly, "This is your rule. I only protect my brother. Secondly, the Wu Clan and the country. But you are different. You were not involved in these things in the first place, why are you doing it now?"
After a moment of silence, Fuchen Na Na said, "I hope you are alive."
Zhenren looked at the starry sky and said, "I also have the kindness of knowing someone." He turned around and went back.
Fuchen looked at his back and thought of what the wizard mother-in-law from Danyang Kingdom said. The witch clan is mostly female. If Zhenren learns from his master, he can become a great wizard in all countries. The late king Wan Qi has made great contributions.
The insects that Zhenren put into the coffin were dead and did not fly out, which meant that the late king still had toxins in his body and died from the poison.
In the event of an abnormal death, the person may take part in the struggle.
Fuchen took a deep breath and felt a headache.
Before dawn the next day, the carriage carried the late king's coffin and left, and the funeral procession stretched two miles from beginning to end.
The mausoleum is seven kilometers outside the city.
The team walked from Yinshi to Chenshi and arrived at their destination.
Fuchen walked in front of the team. Wan Fan sat on the carriage to rest.
The soldiers placed the king's coffin into the main room of the mausoleum.
The coffins of the concubines were carried into the partial eclipse or ear chamber according to their position.
The urn coffins of the five little princes were placed in the late king's ear room as funerary objects.
The attendants and maids of each palace were beaten to death and buried with them, and placed in the chambers of the masters.
There were very few gold and silver burial objects, and only those items that were worn during life were buried with them. The rest were melted and remade.
The attendants spent an hour putting the coffin in. Finally, Wan Fan waved everyone away, leaving only himself and Fu Chen in the main room.
The door to the tomb is open and the air is flowing.
The whale lamp holder is a gas-fired lamp. It is an ever-burning lamp that can burn for hundreds of years.
Wan Fan stepped forward, took out a dagger and pried open all the coffin nails, revealing another layer of coffin inside.
There are no nails in the coffin, so Wanchang can be opened without much force.
The coffin board was pushed open, revealing the embalmed body of the late king Wanqi inside, with his eyes closed tightly as if he was just sleeping.
"Using the concept of the witch clan, what would happen if he was placed in the coffin as usual?" Wan Fan asked.
Wanqi's handling methods are all in accordance with Zhenren's philosophy.
"Immortal, the corpse turns into an immortal." Fuchen said.
Without saying a word, Wan Fan pulled Wan Qi's body out of the coffin, took off Wan Qi's clothes, took out the prayer beads from his mouth, and took out the things he had brought with him from his sleeves.
A jar, a few sets of rope, and an arrow.
Wan Fan used a knife to cut the object below, used an arrow to dig out the beads in the butthole, and inserted the arrow instead.
He dug it out like a pearl in his mouth and stuffed everything in the jar into it.
Fuchen came closer, smelled the stench, and guessed it was pig manure.
Wan Nang tied the rope around Wan Qi's head and limbs, took off the evergreen lamp, and wrapped the rope around the lamp holder embedded in the tomb wall.
Wan Qi's corpse was suspended above the coffin, unable to enter reincarnation or leave the body.
There is no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth. This is the suffering of not being able to reincarnate.
Those with feces in their mouths, stabbed at the back door, pigs and dogs.
Wan Nang then tied a bright lamp next to the coffin and placed it at an angle to roast Wan Qi's body.
Wan Qi's body slowly dripped oil, which dripped into the coffin, collecting the filth.
Fuchen watched silently without doing anything to stop him.
Isn't it sad to avenge the hatred of hunting for fifteen years after the death of the enemy?
After it was done, Wan Fan watched everything.
Fuchen stood quietly behind him, waiting.
"What will happen to him?"
"If there is a soul, the soul will bear the pain of being roasted until the soul is gone." Fuchen said. The ever-burning lamp has been burning for thousands of years. The corpse has been roasted, but the candle remains.
Wan Fan remained silent and waited in the main room for a long time.
Fuchen turned his head to look at the urn coffin in the ear room. If it were opened, he could see the head of a young child. It should not be touched. Once touched, the human skin would be pulled out, leaving only flesh and bones inside.
The kind of bugs that can separate skin and flesh.
She's not a good person either.
Wan Fan stood up and went out, followed by Fu Chen. The supervisor asked for instructions, "Your Majesty, would you like to send more people into the tomb to inspect?"
"No need, just seal the tomb." The king sealed the tomb.
The heavy tomb is closed.
Hundreds of people refilled the soil and planted large trees to cover up the tomb here.
Wan Fan went back in the carriage, and Fu Chen sat beside him. He was silent all the way.
I felt much more relaxed when I returned. When I returned to the palace, the sunset was revealed.
"Report! Your Majesty! Lu, Guoyu, and Yoshikawa join forces to capture Guanzhou in our country!" The soldiers reported quickly.
Guanzhou is the southernmost place in the world, and it is also the outbreak place of bandits.
The purpose of attacking at this time was to take advantage of the transition between the old and new kings and the ongoing civil strife to loot.
Wan Fan opened the bamboo slips and wrote on it the Lu State's threat: Wan Fan was cruel and unkind, massacring tens of thousands of innocent people. God warned that if he became king, he would surely destroy the world, burn with fire, and fill the fields with jackals, making the world a hell. Lu Guo must kill the people for the sake of the safety of the world.
Tyrant, slay evil spirits and restore peace to the world.
You can really make an article.
Convert surrendered soldiers into innocent people.
Don't really care.
Wan Fan ordered, "Regulate the troops and horses, order three thousand cavalry, and follow me back to Guanzhou Xiaoyao."
The general takes the order.
Wan Fan stepped forward and bent down to stare at Fu Chen.
There is sorrow on the surface of floating dust.
Wan Fan warned, "I'll leave it to you in the palace. The court has laws to monitor your words. Please pay attention to your master and Wan Chen."
Fuchen raised his head and looked at him with eyes like water waves.
"Your master has the intention to rebel. Wan Chen also has two generals. General Yang has 50,000 infantry, and General Lin has 65,000 infantry. Wan Chen will definitely find them to raise troops."
Wan Fan stared directly into Fu Chen's eyes, "Wan Chen likes you. If he finds you, I hope you can kill him." His eyes were as cold as daggers.
"If he joins forces with two generals and asks your master to declare that the throne of the world belongs to him, I will be in great trouble." Wan Fan explained.
The concentration of military power and witchcraft power was enough to threaten the royal power.
Fuchen stood frozen on the spot and did not respond directly, "I will not let them threaten you."
