The ancestors of Yin Yang and the deposed prince perfectly missed the second wave of military information in Huangzhou.
The people from the Imperial City Division could not find any trace of them.
The weather in June is already very hot.
However, the mountain wind in Huangzhou brings a slight chill when it blows on people.
The wind carries the endless smell of blood.
Among them, the smell of rotting flesh and bones is even more pungent and makes people close their noses!
The abandoned prince wrinkled his nose: "This barren state is indeed a very vicious place, even the smell is so unpleasant!"
"Shut up!"
Ancestor Yin Yang's eyes flashed with light, Chang Ma's face was full of displeasure, he smelled the strange smell and shouted: "This used to be a battlefield, and many people died!"
The deposed prince shrank his neck and pointed weakly in front of him: "Ancestor, there is a huge temple in front of you. They are all densely packed with human heads. They are white and misty. It looks very scary!"
"oh?"
Ancestor Yin Yang squinted his eyes, looked at the huge and blurry Beijing in front of him, and said with a complex expression: "I have been in the underground palace for a long time, and my eyes are getting worse and worse!"
"If you look at something a little further away, you won't be able to see clearly!"
"I think the heads that came to Beijing to watch were all from the Huangzhou people whose heads were beheaded by the Sirius cavalry!"
"These Sirius cavalry are really cruel!"
"Jie Jie Jie"
When the deposed prince thought that Xia Tian's head might be among the pile of heads, he couldn't help but laugh ferociously: "Stinky old Jiu, you are finally dead!"
Patriarch Yin Yang raised his staff and drew it away: "Who did you learn this laughter from?"
"Is it with Tianlang Imperial Master Ouyang Du?"
"No wonder you were deposed!"
"It's so unworthy of a human being!"
"Papa pa pa"
Patriarch Yin and Yang struck the deposed prince with his stick three times, so hard that he almost collapsed to the ground.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The deposed prince fell to the ground in pain, hugged Patriarch Yin Yang's thigh and cried: "Ancestor, please stop fighting! The reason why I was deposed is all because of that damn smelly old Jiu. Not only can he not kill me, he also specializes in defeating me. !”
"I know I was wrong!"
Ancestor Yin Yang said coldly: "You have been kicked out of the East Palace, you are the deposed prince!"
The deposed prince wiped a handful of snot on the legs of Ancestor Yin and Yang, and cried hopefully: "Since Ancestor rescued me from the underground palace, he just wants to help me, right?"
"Why"
The ancestor of Yin and Yang sighed quietly, lifted up the corner of his robe that had been wiped with snot, wiped it on the deposed prince with his backhand, and said with a look of disgust: "You really can't hold up the wall with mud!"
"I heard that when you are frightened, you can't help but pee?"
When the deposed prince heard these words, he felt even more sad in his heart: "Ancestor! That smelly old Jiu came back to life in the snow. It was because he was frightened out of his head!"
Ancestor Yin Yang narrowed his short-sighted eyes and murmured: "Resurrection from the dead?"
"interesting!"
"One yin and one yang is the Tao!"
"Can anger and death be transformed into each other?"
The ancestor of Yin and Yang pulled his thoughts back and asked: "It's just a pity that the King of Huangzhou has died in Huangzhou. Otherwise, I can borrow his body to study the Yin and Yang Avenue!"
The deposed prince stopped crying: "Ancestor, Stinky Lao Jiu is dead. It is estimated that even the complete body cannot be found. He cannot help you with your Yin and Yang Dao!"
"However, if my ancestor helps this prince to make a comeback and re-enter the East Palace, and I sit on the dragon throne in the future, I will establish the Yin-Yang School as the national religion of Daxia and respect it as the number one school of thought. You will be the national teacher of Daxia."
The deposed prince made the conditions unwillingly!
"Hahaha"
Ancestor Yin Yang laughed boldly and said: "Very good!"
"I promise you, my ancestor!"
The deposed prince was overjoyed, got up and wiped the tears from his face: "Ancestor, is it true?"
Ancestor Yin Yang said seriously: "Of course it is true."
"Your father asked me to bring you out so that I can train you!"
"Although you have a ruthless heart, your defense is too fragile. If you don't experience some setbacks, you will never be able to gather the aura of an emperor!"
The deposed prince regained some confidence: "Ancestor, what is the aura of an emperor?"
Ancestor Yin Yang smiled mysteriously: "This thing is very mysterious. When you meet certain people, you will know what the Qi of the Emperor is?"
"Now, go and look for the Ninth Prince's head among those heads to see if it is in this pile?"
"Can you recognize it?"
The deposed prince gritted his teeth and said: "Don't worry, ancestor, even if the stinky old Jiu turns to ashes, I will still recognize him!"
"snort"
The deposed prince rushed to the front of the capital with a feeling of revenge. Looking at the huge mountain of human heads, he couldn't help but feel a little scared, and felt the urge to urinate again.
However, he held back!
Now, Patriarch Yin and Yang is the one who supports him to rise, and he must not be embarrassed in front of him!
But what is the white powder on these people’s heads?
It's lime!
But, the deposed prince didn’t know him!
Lime can be used for antisepsis and preservation of human heads, so it is the best material.
He looked closely and saw that those white powders were really evil. They even dyed the black hair of the people in Huangzhou into silver!
wrong!
How can white powder dye people's hair silver?
The deposed prince suppressed his nausea, stretched out his hand, and wiped off the white powder on his head. Damn it, it wasn't black!
But it's silver.
The deposed prince’s expression changed!
These people have silver hair, which means they are not from Daxia or Huangzhou!
But the damned werewolf!
His heart trembled, and he slowly raised his head and looked at the endless heads. A question kept popping up in his mind: "Why is the Jingguan built with Sirius heads?"
Could it be?
Could it be?
Was Sirius defeated?
That's why the Sirius cavalry were beheaded and built into a Jingguan, where they were fortified by the Huangzhou army to show their victory and military might?
The deposed prince asked these heads with complicated emotions: "What about the smelly old nine?"
"Is he not dead?"
When Patriarch Yin and Yang saw the deposed prince standing in front of the stinky Beijing Temple, unwilling to smell the stench, he asked displeasedly: "What's wrong?"
The deposed prince came to his senses, and with an uncontrollable force, he pushed down the Sirius Head Mountain!
"boom"
The Jingguan collapsed, lime powder flew everywhere, heads flew everywhere, and the deposed prince was directly buried in the heads. The scene was very gloomy!
The deposed prince was horrified and looked at the heads rolling in front of him: "Help!"
The third-rate warrior's energy exploded. He stood on tiptoes like a stupid roe deer in panic. He rushed out of Rentou Mountain covered in lime, and landed in front of the Yin-Yang Ancestor with a panicked look on his face. His face turned pale with fright.
Between the legs, urine stains appeared, and the smell was overwhelming.
"Ancestor, the head is not the head of the Huangzhou people, but the head of the Sirius people!"
Ancestor Yin Yang said disappointedly: "So what?"
"You pissed yourself in fear again!"
The abandoned prince's legs were trembling, and he had a look of fear on his face: "Ancestor, this must have been done by my stinky old man Jiu."
"Only he likes to kill people in Beijing!"
"He must still be alive."
"The military situation in Huangzhou is fake."
The more the deposed prince spoke, the more panicked he became: "He must know about me in Huangzhou and deliberately use this head to intimidate me!"
"It must be!"
Ancestor Yin Yang shook his head in disappointment!
This useless prince was frightened to death by the Ninth Prince!
He took out a copper plate with a strange pattern on it, which looked a little strange.
Immediately afterwards, Patriarch Yin and Yang grabbed the deposed prince's hand, scratched it directly with his nails, squeezed out a drop of blood and fell into the copper plate.
The drop of blood turned into a blood line, running around in the copper plate, and finally settled somewhere.
Ancestor Yin Yang raised his head, frowned, looked in the direction of Yin Mountain and said: "Dead!"
The deposed prince breathed a sigh of relief: "Just die!"
Ancestor Yin Yang blinked again: "However, this time the hexagram is very strange, it is possible that he is not dead!"
"Let's go and see Yinshan Mountain!"
"Go to the creek over there and wash yourself off!"
The deposed prince is speechless!
Is Stinky Laojiu dead?
Still not dead?
He walked towards the creek like a zombie and murmured: "That means smelly old nine is not dead!"
"If he died, I wouldn't be so unlucky!"
"He must not be dead!"
The abandoned prince walked to the mountain stream, squatted down, poured water on his face, and washed his eyes first!
Then, when lime meets water, tragedy happens!
"ah"
The deposed prince let out a heart-breaking howl: "It hurts so much!"
"my eyes"
"Stinky Old Jiu, why don't you die!"
"Why do you dominate me?"
The deposed prince’s heart is so sad!
so sad!
Huangzhou is so scary!
Shortly after.
On the official road of Huangzhou.
An old man and a young man walked bleakly on the road.
A person with presbyopia and myopia will not be able to see clearly at a distance!
One, his eyes were red and swollen, like a blind man!
Their goal is to go to Yinshan to find the King of Huangzhou, capture him, bleed him, and open the underground palace door!