Chapter 424: Master Kan Yu, who is desperate to survive, an unexpected candidate for the new ministe
"I believed your evil deeds."
Qin Yang stood on the top of a mountain peak, looking at the sea of clouds rolling below, and murmured to himself.
It's been three months since I believed in the puppet master's evil deeds and believed that his trap treasure-hunting rat could find the trap puppets, but I haven't found anything yet.
Time goes back to the beginning. After the trap treasure hunter came out, he seemed to have noticed something and ran all the way ahead.
"Found it so quickly?" The puppet master was pleasantly surprised, and Qin Yang also smiled. It was so successful.
The two followed behind and ran for hundreds of miles. Finally, the mechanism treasure-hunting mouse stopped. The two carefully dug up the soil, and they only found a part of a mechanism puppet underneath, a rusty and decayed one.
Parts turn into putrefaction at the slightest touch.
"This part seems to have existed for a long time, and even its properties have changed. It seems that my guess is correct. There are indeed traces of puppets from ancient times here."
The puppet master's confidence increased greatly, although Qin Yang didn't know where he got his confidence.
Continuing to follow the trap treasure-hunting rat, they traveled thousands of miles again. This time, they finally discovered a mausoleum hidden in the heart of the mountain.
From the outside, you can't even notice that there is a mausoleum inside. However, due to the passage of time, the mountain was eroded by rainwater and a crack opened, leaving only a trace.
The two of them broke through the mountain and dug a lot of ground, and finally saw the gate of the mausoleum, an ancient bronze gate with almost intact Taoist patterns all over it.
"It is definitely a very ancient tomb that has never been discovered before."
Qin Yang observed for a moment and came to a conclusion, and the trap treasure-hunting rat was just in front of the tomb door, wandering around, seeming to want to get in.
"boom……"
While Qin Yang was still thinking about how to break open the tomb door, he heard a loud noise, and the pattern on the tomb door suddenly lit up, and then dimmed quickly, and traces of cracks appeared on the tomb door.
The puppet master pushed gently, and the tomb door turned into powder and collapsed.
Suddenly, the rich and silent death breath spurted out from inside as if it had found a vent, followed by the smell of corpses that had been stored for tens of thousands of years.
The moment he smelled this smell, Qin Yang felt dizzy, and a layer of white flowers quickly appeared on his body, then turned into gray-black flowers and withered.
Qin Yang quickly retreated, and the gray-black petals on his body fell silently like falling snow.
When Qin Yang felt his head regain consciousness and drove to the gate again, he saw a long-haired rice dumpling in front of the gate, which had been beaten to death by the puppet master.
"Forget it, let's go. Everything here is decayed. It's definitely not Master Kanyu's mausoleum." The puppet master walked out of the mausoleum with a look of regret.
Qin Yang smiled bitterly.
"The next time you do something, can you tell me in advance that these things are of no use to you. The corpse gas and corpse odor accumulated for countless years are very poisonous to me."
It just went by in a blink of an eye, and I ran non-stop for three months. I encountered all kinds of things, including mausoleums, discarded parts, and even a wave of people. The treasure-hunting rats from the agency found something they had with them.
The standing puppet.
If Qin Yang hadn't made a quick decision and turned around and left, there might have been an inexplicable fight.
Kuishan is the first mountain in the wilderness. The mountain range stretches for hundreds of thousands of miles. There is nothing in it. There is definitely no simple character who can stay here for a long time.
Looking at the trap treasure-hunting rat again, running away tirelessly again, Qin Yang felt that he was wasting his time.
If there really was such a secret method, it wouldn't be a waste to waste a few months, but now there is obviously no hope. If I continue to waste time, I will lose more than I gain. I don't have that much time to waste.
"Mo Yang, why don't we stop looking? You've found so many traces, so you can rest assured, right?"
"Believe me, you must believe me this time. My treasure hunter reacted very much. This time it is definitely an ancient thing. Maybe it is something I made by myself! Otherwise, it would be impossible to be thousands of miles apart.
, I can sense it so clearly! If not, I..."
The puppet master vowed and swore again.
Qin Yang quickly stopped him.
"Forget it, I believe it, but if there are still no clues this time, forget it, let's go back."
After running for thousands of miles, chasing away the strange beasts that were angry because they were intruded into their territory and roaring after them, the treasure-hunting rat finally stopped.
In front is a mountain made of solid rocks. The mountain rises from the ground and reaches into the sky. It stretches for at least a hundred miles on the left and right sides.
The puppeteer released a machine puppet that looked like a pangolin, and followed the guidance of the treasure-hunting rat, digging into the belly of the mountain and heading inside.
After traveling for more than ten miles, it finally stopped.
At the end of the cave, on the stone wall, is a gray metal ball the size of a human head, which looks like a compass at first glance. There are densely packed small parts on it, but the surface of this thing is covered with traces of decay.
It looks similar to the color of the surrounding stones. Only in some cracked areas can you see that the real material is metal.
Another part, Qin Yang sighed.
But the puppet master stepped forward step by step, stretched out his hand and touched it gently. The rust on the surface and the solidified shell shattered, revealing the black metal texture inside.
The puppet master looked a little excited and a little confused, stroking the metal ball and muttering to himself.
"This seems to be done by me, but it doesn't look like it. The level is far from mine..."
"When you were in ancient times, you didn't have endless time from life to life to slowly hone your skills."
"Oh, that's true." The puppet master suddenly realized it and nodded: "I think we have found it, it is here. This may be Master Kanyu's tomb."
As he spoke, the puppeteer slowly groped for the metal ball. His fingers spread out and turned into countless tentacles, connected to the parts on the surface of the metal ball that were like the squares inside a compass.
"This thing is called the endless killing array. It is my proud work in the early years. There are 129,600 possibilities in it. If you want to open it, only one is right. If you make three mistakes, it will turn into endless killing.
Array, strangle everything within a certain range.
If my memory in Nianhai is not too wrong, in ancient times, the person who might have given this thing to me could only be Master Kanyu, and his tomb is inside."
The ten fingers of the puppet master turned into tentacles, and they quickly moved the parts above. Afterimages flew around, and the layers of squares on the metal ball began to rotate rapidly.
The expression on the puppet master's face gradually became solemn and serious.
"Other than Master Kanyu, this thing can only be cracked by myself. When I made this thing, my level in ancient times was obviously much worse than what I am now..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw those tiny tentacles reverting to his fingers again, and the metal ball also stopped rotating, and slowly cracked open in the center of the ball.
A picture scroll inside slowly unfolded and turned into a portal of light, appearing in front of it.
There are two doors, with sky written on the left and earth written on the right.
No one pushed the door, but it opened by itself, revealing a long staircase that extended to the inside.
"Look, let me just say it. Even in ancient times, most of the Twelve Divisions owed Master Kanyu favors. Master Kanyu's tomb was prepared by painters."
The puppet master smiled happily and stepped into it without hesitation.
Qin Yang followed behind, smacking his lips, and said to himself, if I were as strong as you, and had a body that didn't know how strong it was, I would dare to rush in so casually.
After the puppet master entered for a long time and there was no reaction, Qin Yang followed him in.
Walking along the stairs, after walking only a few dozen steps, an underground palace suddenly appeared in front of you. The palace was very empty, and at the end was a giant bronze door hundreds of feet high.
The giant door was tightly bound by chains, and there were two ten-foot-tall puppet giants on both sides, standing there with weapons in their hands.
In the middle of the palace, there is a stone tablet, and in front of the stone tablet is a sealed metal box.
Qin Yang looked at the two unresponsive puppets, then looked at the stone tablet, and blew lightly. The dust on the outer layer of the stone tablet dissipated with the wind, revealing the content on it.
Qin Yang originally thought it was Master Kanyu's tombstone, but he didn't expect it to be anything other than the tombstone at all. There was a lot of content written densely on it.
"Gargamel, if you dare to dig my grave, I will curse you to death even if I die!"
After seeing this opening sentence, Qin Yang's expression changed and his jaw almost dropped.
"Gargamel, oh no, Mo Yang, look, the things left on this stone tablet are for you. When you were in ancient times, your character was not very good. Everyone was wary of you."
Mo Yang walked over and took a look, his eyes popped out of his sockets.
"Master Kanyu, what does this shit mean?"
"Don't get excited, let's take a look first before talking." Qin Yang stopped the puppet master who was about to explode.
But the more he looked at it, the weirder Qin Yang's expression became.
The record on the stone tablet is very clear.
When Master Kanyu died, he chose a mausoleum for himself. It is in a part of the pure stone mountain extending out of the main mountain range of Kuishan Mountains. The topography of this place will not change for a hundred thousand years, and there will be no earthquakes or anything like that.
May appear here.
He had no descendants, and even when he died, he did not find a suitable person to pass on the inheritance. Only some scattered things were passed down, so there would be no descendants to worship him. On the outermost layer is the endless killing array, the pinnacle of the puppet master's work.
But in all the places he chose before his death, he found that they would be visited by people. He could not figure out why. It was not until he made a decision that he suddenly understood that the only person who could enter this place was the puppet master himself.
To break through the endless killing array.
Although he doesn't understand why the puppet master will live to the next generation.
So he held back in the end. Cong Ran came in and saw the main door of the mausoleum. Now they were just outside the main door of the mausoleum.
The thing left behind was something Master Kanyu found to prevent his grave from being dug up. As long as this thing is placed here, the puppet master may not dig up his tomb, although he doesn't know why.
This is just where he found his own vitality.
The puppet master stepped forward and opened the metal box. Inside was a jade slip wrapped in wax oil. After rubbing it open, he looked at it for a moment and gave the jade slip to Qin Yang with a strange expression.
"This is for you. The writing knowledge left by Master Kanyu is directly poured into your soul."
Qin Yang showed a look of astonishment on his face, put the jade slip between his eyebrows, and instantly felt a dozen ancient texts pouring into his mind. These were just the inheritance of texts.
However, after accepting these things, Qin Yang recalled the contents on the animal skin and could easily understand its meaning immediately. As expected, there were some mistakes in the previously deciphered parts.
With this thing, the purpose of this trip has been achieved.
However, Qin Yang still felt a little scared. Is Master Kanyu so strong?
"Hmph, don't be surprised. Let me tell you, when it comes to seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, I don't know who is better than Master Kanyu. This guy doesn't know anything and can find a way to save himself. I dare
I bet my head that this guy was definitely not killed by others, but he felt that he deserved to die. This mausoleum is definitely the place where he found his own chance of survival.
I don’t believe that all Kanyu masters in the sea can try their best to save themselves. A real Kanyu master will not have the ability to bury himself and wait for resurrection!"
"Then do you want to go in and take a look?" Qin Yang put away the jade slips, satisfied, and pointed to the door of the mausoleum.
"What are you looking at? Didn't you see how Master Kanyu scolded me? He said that if I dared to dig up his tomb, he would curse me to death! I don't believe other people. In order not to be disturbed, Master Kanyu cursed me to death.
In his plan to revive me, he will definitely try his best to curse me to death. If he doesn't want to be unlucky enough to die, just leave.
Anyway, my goal has been achieved, it doesn’t matter whether I see my old friend or not.”
The puppeteer decisively accepted the challenge as it should be, without any shame at all. When he said that he was inferior to others, he was very generous and had nothing to be embarrassed about.
Qin Yang was so happy that half of the words on the stone tablet were threats and curses. He was really a little afraid of this weird Master Kanyu.
He thoughtfully prepared what he wanted, but even though he was sick, he went to dig someone else's tomb.
Qin Yang turned around and left. The puppet master looked at the two puppets guarding the door of the tomb, rubbed his hands, and thought about dismantling the two puppets. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to forget it and followed Qin Yang.
Yang left together.
The two left the cave, and Qin Yang pointed to the door that had not yet been closed.
"Don't worry about it?"
"Don't worry about it, this place will close by itself. If I go to rearrange the endless killing formation, it will be different from before. Master Kanyu will hate me to death."
"There are others in Kuishan. Aren't you deceiving others?" Qin Yang shook his head. He didn't bother to deceive others for no reason.
Take out a sign and write "This is a place of death and no life, please do not enter" and insert the sign there.
The puppet master shook his head indifferently, and the two of them headed straight to Lidu.
And just as they left, the group of monks who had almost had a fight with them because of the treasure-hunting rats fell from the sky and landed in front of the cave.
One of the monks held a stone compass in his hand. The pointer on it pointed to the cave, and a halo of light shone continuously.
"This is where it is. The compass is an ancient treasure. To have such a reaction, it must also be an ancient treasure."
A group of people entered the cave and looked at the squares that kept wandering on the stone wall and the light door that began to close slowly. One of them quickly threw out a totem with the word Kuishan on it. After the pressure fell, it seemed to suppress the general.
Closed light door.
"Someone has already entered first, hurry in."
A group of people filed in, leaving three people to guard here. As for the sign Qin Yang left, everyone seemed to be blind and didn't care at all.
When these people entered and saw the stone tablet, the writing on the stone tablet had turned into two lines of writing that exuded an ominous blood light.
"Those who trespass will die and bring disaster to the ten clans."
The blood-colored halo exuded a strong ominous smell, and the air of death began to appear. The air of death was rising rapidly at an extremely frightening speed.
The monk holding the stone compass frowned, and the halo on the pointer had turned dark red.
"There are indeed rare treasures inside, but there are also great dangers. It seems that this is the tomb of a big shot in ancient times. The people who came before probably didn't break in without permission. What should we do?"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone had already passed the stone monument.
"Click..."
The sound of cracking emerged, and on the puppets guarding both sides of the tomb door, a stone shell made of dust suddenly fell off and fell to the ground.
The puppet turned its head and faced the crowd with its faceless face.
"Click..."
Suddenly, there was a continuous clicking sound, and large blocks of stone shells fell from the puppets. The two puppets moved their stiff bodies and walked towards the crowd bit by bit.
Just when everyone thought that the two puppets seemed to be in disrepair and could no longer move, the stone shells on the puppets finally fell off.
"call……"
Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, and one puppet holding a giant axe, and the other holding a giant mace, suddenly disappeared from the spot.
Hearing a puff, the monk who crossed the stone tablet suddenly had his spiritual light shattered and was crushed to death by the huge ax blade.
His soul flew out, but seemed to be sucked into the puppet's body by an irresistible force.
On the puppet's face without facial features, the person's painfully twisted face suddenly appeared, and in his eyes, two blue flames burned slowly, and there seemed to be a wailing that could not be heard by the ears, floating in the air.
in the air.
The rest of the people were almost scared to death because a Shenmen monk was killed instantly.
They fled outside, only to see a huge mace like a huge pillar falling head on, killing three of them at first.
All their protective measures seemed to be useless, and the divine light was like a bubble, shattering with just a poke.
Four of them died, and their souls were also sucked into the puppet.
On another faceless puppet, it turned into a frozen distorted face.
In just a dozen breaths, everyone here was dead, and the two puppets were minding their own business and stood in front of the tomb door again.
Outside, with the help of Kuishan's power, the totem that blocked the door from closing suddenly lost its luster, and the countless rotating squares above the door began to exude an icy chilling air.
In an instant, countless squares suddenly spread out, involving the three people guarding the door.
Before the changes in the endless killing array began, the three people were strangled and their souls were sucked into it. The countless small squares came together again and turned into a metal ball embedded in the stone wall.
With a rumbling roar, the cave collapsed and the place was sealed again.
Inside the mausoleum, the faces of the two puppets are constantly changing. They are all people who want to dig up the mausoleum. Blue flames are burning in their eyes, turning into eternal sleeping sky lanterns, for the mausoleum that has been silent for a long time.
, injecting new strength.
And there is an unknown power that is imprinted on their souls, filled with an ominous aura.
Qin Yang, who had already started to leave Kuishan, had no idea about this scene.
He would not know that even though hundreds of thousands of years may have passed, there is still some tacit understanding between the puppet master who escaped from the sea of thoughts and the ancient Kanyu master.
Master Kanyu knew that if the puppet master really wanted to break through, he would definitely have the ability, so he just left the words and things they needed as if he was still alive.
The puppet master also knew that if he really dared to break open the mausoleum by force, he would definitely be cursed to death.
But this is only between them, so they have conversations in the air and exchange a few words.
If someone else had gone, they would have to face the power of two people at the same time, and they would die miserably.
Just like puppet masters and other existences, they all have one advantage. When they are serious, they can say they are one, they can't beat them if they say they can't, and they can leave as soon as they say it. They won't feel embarrassed.
Similarly, if you say that trespassers will die, they will definitely die, and if you say that they will bring disaster to the ten clans, then they are definitely not just words.
A mausoleum has the contribution of most of the twelve ancient human divisions. Master Kanyu's mausoleum is definitely the safest and most limited mausoleum. If you haven't seen it, it doesn't mean you don't have it.
Of course, Qin Yang didn't know that someone else was going to give away Bo's head later.
He took the flying boat and began to study the content on the animal skin. This time, the study was much easier, just like reading something recorded in his mother tongue.
The name of the secret method, in today's terms, is called Yixiantian.
The thin line between life and death.
It is said to be a secret method, but in fact it is more like the application of the art of Kanyu. Without sufficient knowledge of Kanyu, it is impossible to understand it.
Qin Yang looked a little struggling, but he was still able to learn it slowly.
Every time, Qin Yang thought, it would be great if Zhang Zhengyi could be touched after he died, and then resurrected. If he were beaten to death seven or eight times, maybe he could be touched.
A skill book that reveals the art of Kanyu.
It also saves me so much effort now.
Using the art of Kanyu, combined with this secret method, you can find a glimmer of hope in the midst of great dangers. You can also choose whether to face some choices, choose left or right. It is not just a simple choice of life and death. Anyway, it is quite good.
Complex.
And this is just a small part of the power that is imitated from a certain one-word art. Qin Yang doesn't know which one it is.
Thinking of the one-word formula, Qin Yang felt a little regretful.
He already has two schools, but he can't get into them.
The reason why I'm just a little bit regretful is because this thing is entirely dependent on luck. The Ai Zi Jue I picked up from Zi Xiao back then was not that Zi Xiao was so strong that he couldn't even enter the door.
Hey, if you look at it this way, you and the titled Taoist Lord are on the same level.
Well, no shame.
Qin Yang continued to immerse himself in studying the secret method of Yixiantian. This kind of practical survival method must be learned carefully.
…
Just as Qin Yang was getting closer and closer to the capital, the situation closest to the capital became quite strange.
The position of Minister of the Ministry of Punishment was vacant, and all parties used their own methods to compete for it.
When Duke Xian died, his position as Duke was gone, but some of the rights he held had to be taken over by others, and the fight was a bloody one.
And at this time, Li Taixuan, the number one boss of the Six Divisions, disappeared without a trace, and the soul lamp was not extinguished. However, no matter what, there was no trace of him, and he was no longer in the Great Ying Dynasty at all.
After various changes occurred, Emperor Ji also returned.
What makes everyone feel fortunate is that the Emperor Ji seems to have no intention of getting involved in these things. After returning, she has been living in seclusion. It is not even sure whether the title of the Emperor Ji from back then will continue to be crowned.
After all, she was preparing to be married off, and although her title was still there, her official name was no longer in the register.
Back then, both the Minister of Punishment and Duke Xian died, and the Crown Prince and King Zhao were both imprisoned. This time the fight for the position of Minister of Punishment basically has nothing to do with the Crown Prince and King Zhao.
They wanted to fight, and they fought the most fiercely, exposing each other's background and doing evil things one after another.
So in Emperor Ying's final rage, he chose no one from the two of them and chose the person recommended by King Zhou.
King Zhou is the great-grandson of Emperor Ying, and the grandfather of King Zhou. He was the seventeenth son of Emperor Ying back then. It's a pity that this seventeenth prince is actually good in all aspects, but his talent is not good, and his hobby is not cultivation. He never thought about it back then.
To seize the direct descendants or something.
In the end, he became one of those princes who were tortured to death by Emperor Ying.
The seventeenth prince left a heir in his early years. He was dull and didn't look like a member of the royal family at all, but in the end he still became a victim and died early.
The last person left was the King of Zhou. He was excellent in all aspects and had good talents, especially his kindness. He was later crowned king.
In fact, many people don't know why their ruthless, ruthless and decisive Emperor Ying made King Zhou the king. Even today, King Zhou obviously wants to seize the throne, and Emperor Ying still chose Zhou.
People recommended by Wang.
Today is the day when Kuang Tianmin, recommended by the King of Zhou, was granted an official title and officially became the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment.
The court meeting was about to begin, and Kuang Tianmin had already changed into the official uniform of the Minister of Punishment, and was waiting to receive the seal of the Minister of Punishment during the court meeting. However, there was a hint of sadness in his brows, and he did not look happy at all.
Seeing the King of Zhou, who was wearing a prince's robe and walking towards him, Kuang Tianmin quickly stepped forward to greet him. After the ceremony, before he could speak, the King of Zhou smiled and patted his shoulder.
"Master Kuang, today is a good day for you to be promoted to a higher rank. You should be happy. Even if you pretend to be unhappy, my two grandfathers will not remember you well."
"Lord King Zhou..."
"Okay, if you have anything to say, let's talk about it after the court meeting." King Zhou interrupted him, as the court meeting had already begun.
When the court meeting began, everything went smoothly, except for the moment when the seal of the Minister of Punishment was handed over to Kuang Tianmin.
A dazzling brilliance emerged, and a phantom of a snake appeared in the main hall, and traces of death energy appeared on Kuang Tianmin's back, resisting the phantom of the snake.
Kuang Tianmin looked pale, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, then fell down on his back.
This scene made King Zhou, who had been watching with a smile, turn green.
After the dust settled and the light dissipated, Wei Xingchao, the director of the Dingtian Department, appeared in front of Kuang Tianmin in an instant. He took off Kuang Tianmin's clothes and exposed Kuang Tianmin's back.
On his back, the words "Heaven and Earth" appeared in ancient characters. The words seemed to be carved into the skin and flesh, exuding a strong aura of death.
Wei Xingchao's expression changed slightly, he stretched out his hand, drew out a scroll, and wrapped Kuang Tianmin in it.
"Your Majesty, Lord Kuang, is no longer able to hold any position."
"Master Wei, what do you mean?" King Zhou became anxious when he heard this. He spent so much effort to push Kuang Tianmin up.
"His Royal Highness King Zhou, I don't mean anything else. These two words mean heaven and earth. This is a curse. It is some ancient tombs. In order to prevent tomb robbers, if someone robs the tomb, they will be contaminated with the curse. Since it can be transformed
The two words "Heaven and Earth" indicate that what was stolen was the tomb of a strong man who was proficient in the art of Kanyu."
"Master Wei, what do you mean, Master Kuang, the Minister of Punishment, would go to rob tombs?"
"His Royal Highness King Zhou misunderstood. I didn't say that. I just discussed the matter. I saw Dingtian Si once before, but that time was much weaker than the curse on Mr. Kuang. I didn't dare to say such a tone that time.
, the two words "Heaven and Earth" are transformed into it. Furthermore, Lord Kuang has not received the official seal yet. From what we have seen just now, this curse has cut off Lord Kuang's path. If it is forcibly accepted, Lord Kuang may not be able to survive."
After Wei Xingchao finished speaking, he stepped aside and stopped talking.
As for Emperor Ying, when he heard the word Kanyu, he had already made a decision.
Such a curse can actually block the fate of the divine dynasty and prevent Kuang Tianmin from receiving it. It is naturally easy to suppress it with the power of the divine dynasty, but by then, Kuang Tianmin will definitely be dead.
Furthermore, the art of Kan Yu has always been related to fortune. With the current situation of the Shen Dynasty, it is naturally impossible to waste the power of the Shen Dynasty for Kuang Tianmin.
His true self has lost contact and is trapped in the world of Nian Hai, and has not yet appeared in the new life.
"Not worthy of being taken seriously, take him down!"
Emperor Ying snorted coldly and waved his hand to interrupt everyone. King Zhou opened his mouth and finally retreated unwillingly.
"Retreat from the court."
At the end of the court meeting, there was no candidate for the position of Minister of Punishment again.
Emperor Ying sat there and thought for a long time. Prince Zhao, if you don't choose someone from King Zhao, and the person recommended by King Zhou is not good enough, you can no longer choose King Zhou, so there will be no one to choose from...
Just before he could think about it, the servant who was serving him came in from outside.
"Your Majesty, the envoys from the Great Yan Dynasty have already arrived. They should be here for the Emperor Ji. However, Mr. Li, the Minister of Rites, is not here. I wonder if Your Majesty would like to restore the title of Emperor Ji in the Divine Dynasty?"
"What happened to Ying Ying after she came back?"
"Your Majesty, Emperor Ji has been living in seclusion. It is said that she was injured and has been recovering."
Emperor Ying nodded his head in disbelief.
"We will discuss the reinstatement of the title again, but if Dayan's people want to take Ying Ying away this time, they won't be able to do so."
Emperor Ying thought for a moment.
"Among the patrolling angels, there is one named Shen Xingluo. Is he still alive?"
"Your Majesty, you are still alive."
"Pass the decree and summon Shen Xingluo to return to Lidu immediately and take over the post of Minister of the Ministry of Punishment."
"As commanded."
So, on the next day, a new decree came down. The new position of Minister of the Ministry of Punishment was to be taken over by Shen Xingluo, one of the former patrol angels. He would take office immediately after returning, without having to go through a court meeting.