Everyone doesn't understand what kind of ghost path Hu Qing is practicing at this time, let alone why she can practice it.
Is she okay now? Is she still alive?
Jingji shook his head frequently: "I admire you, she strangled herself to death?"
Hu Nuan glanced silently, as if looking at the funerary objects.
"Uncle, what should we do? The blood moon will appear tomorrow. Oh, to be precise, after Hai hour tonight, the moon will turn into a blood moon. It will be a blood moon day and night tomorrow. Let's go and give it to the Ghost Emperor.
Throwing paper money along the way?"
Apparently Hu Nuan just heard new news.
Everyone was shocked: "Tonight, there will be a blood moon right after Hai hour?" Why didn't they hear about it?
Hu Nuan: "Yes, I asked the palace guard about it."
"They just told you?"
"Yeah, I said we can't run away anyway, so just tell us so we can be prepared."
"...They just said that?"
"I told you. They said not to resist when the time comes, and it will be over in an instant. Anyway, if you die, you will live again. We agreed that after we die once, the three of us will go directly to the palace to report."
"What, what report?"
"The palace is expanding, and there is a large talent gap. I will serve as the palace maid Yuzi and Xuan Yao as the young guard. I have asked about it, and the treatment is not bad. It will not be a problem to save a hundred black crystals a month with food and accommodation included."
"..."
Suffocation, we are busy escaping, but you find another way to make a living?
Tang Yuzi said embarrassedly: "I asked, I can be an imperial doctor, and the salary will be a little higher."
Xuan Yao looked slightly disappointed: "Without any other skills, I can only start as the most ordinary little guard. But the general said that if I perform well, after one year, I will be transferred to the honor guard."
"..."
Everyone heard that they had already planned a way out for themselves, and it was even a glorious path for promotion and salary increase. Not to mention how they felt in their hearts. Is this what they meant: join if you can't beat them?
Han Li spoke with difficulty: "Unless we reach that point, our first choice is to stay alive."
Hu Nuan: "I know. This is not just casual inquiry. They are quite easy to talk to."
Everyone laughed angrily: "You are so talkative, have you ever told you what the Ghost Emperor is going to do?"
"You told us."
What?
Everyone gathered around him instantly, looking nervous.
Hu Nuan motioned to Xuan Yao, and Xuan Yao spoke: "The Ghost Emperor will lead the ghost kingdom back to the Yang Realm to conquer the four directions, and plant the Western Luo flag on all lands in this realm."
Everyone opened their mouths, so, this is the script of a generation of emperors' ambitions and great achievements?
Translated by Tang Yuzi: "Xiluo Ghost Kingdom wants to drag down the entire world and turn all living people into ghosts, and then use this as a basis to corrode other fairy worlds."
Everyone shut up, okay, it was obviously a script about the ghost emperor's death, so this was normal. They accepted it.
"Any other useful news?"
"Anyway, as soon as the blood moon comes, the Ghost Emperor's plan will be launched, and the living people in the city will become an important part of his plan. At that time, the Ghost Emperor will lead all the people to break through the obstacles of the world - I hear that, once
Breaking through the outer barrier, the Ghost Emperor will be greatly strengthened, and no one can stop him. He can kill all realms by himself."
Hu Nuan made a few gestures: "I don't believe it. But they are very sure. It cannot be ruled out that they worship the Ghost Emperor too much and were brainwashed by the Ghost Emperor."
Jingji felt frustrated: "They told you everything. It shows that we really can't escape."
What the other party was playing was no longer a conspiracy, but a conspiracy. From the first step they took in Siro, they were no longer too lazy to cover up before the blood moon.
What is this called? This is called winning!
"Oh, by the way." Hu Nuan remembered something, "The general asked me to tell you that you don't need to visit the palace. The people who visited the palace are all dead. And there is no use visiting the palace. Tomorrow, the palace will be an empty shell.
"
Everyone: "..."
They should have let Hu Nuan go and inquire. Who knew that Gui Guo liked the confession game?
My heart was exhausted, and for a moment I wanted to give up.
As soon as this thought flashed across everyone's body, everyone broke out in a cold sweat. They were never the ones to give up easily! Even if there was no way out, they had to find a way out. Why this time——
"Because you have been poisoned by the evil spirit. Now the city is full of evil spirits spread by ghost fires. My boss helped us get rid of it. You just came back and you must have absorbed a lot into your body. The general said that when the evil spirit enters the body, the ghost people will be more energetic, and
Living people will gradually become paralyzed."
Chenghai couldn't help but said, "The general has told you a lot."
Hu Nuan smiled and said, "I even made a bet with him that I wouldn't die."
Cheng Hai's head hurts. Why does Hu Qing's daughter look a little abnormal? Does she always talk and laugh with the enemy? Or is that general some kind of weirdo?
Hu Nuan smiled slightly, of course she was not stupid, and the general was not weird either. But she read a sutra to the general, and she had no idea why he suddenly burst into tears and kept talking to her for a long time.
General: What kind of scripture is this? Why does it remind me of long-lasting memories of flesh and blood and warmth?
After the general shed tears, it was difficult to describe the mood that made him calmly tell the Ghost Emperor his plan. Perhaps it was the predicted outcome, or perhaps it was jealousy of the living. He finally said something to the little girl.
"Cherish your last breath."
He felt like he was being cursed.
However, Hu Nuan saw the hell behind him that he could not escape from, and sent him a message: "I, the Buddha, are merciful."
She said silently: "I am the Buddha who is compassionate."
Han Li only saw her lips moving: "What?"
Hu Nuan smiled: "Nothing."
She walked to Hu Qing's room and sat down, taking out the spiritual crystals to practice. Seeing this, Xuan Yao and Tang Yuzi also went over and began to practice.
Everyone gathered the news about Hu Nuan and simply sent a message to those who wanted to come over in the city. The left and right ghost country ignored any of their actions. It was better to gather strength at the last moment. With more people, it is easier to fight.
"The subpoena has been sent. Theoretically, it should be received outside."
"We concentrate on breaking through. After everyone gathers together, we divide the work and break the boundary in the front and break the road in the back."
"If we add up a few things, ordinary boundary walls will be fine."
"How confident are you about the Ghost Emperor?"
"The nine strongest of us will come together and get everything ready."
"Ready."
Fortunately, they all have some good things. Fortunately, because they are coming to the ghost country, they have prepared more good things. Fortunately, because there is a guard, everyone feels that their experience will not go well, especially
Gave a lifesaver!
Thank you Hu Qing and thank her for not worrying.
But then again, if she hadn't been causing trouble in the group, everyone wouldn't have had to come to this!
Hu Qing: It’s not the Xiluo Ghost Kingdom I proposed.
Time always flies by, especially when people feel there is not enough time.
The sky suddenly became clear, and soon it became dark again. The blackness became thicker and thicker, and the big white moon above the head became more and more pale. There were cheers from far to near, one after another, like waves crashing on the shore.
Bang bang bang - there was a loud knock on the courtyard door.
The visitor didn't wait for the people inside to open the door and laughed indulgently through the wall: "Come out, guests, you can't hide. Tonight, all the guests will go to the avenue to greet Your Majesty and ask for His Majesty's blessings."
The laughter turned into a gloomy chuckle again: "It's useless no matter how hard you struggle."