Chapter 562 The pit is dug later, and most of the people are lost when they leave the city (thousand
Under normal circumstances, royal funeral ceremonies are extremely complicated.
A series of processes such as farewell, funeral report, ancestral memorial, burial, condolences, funeral, and burial.
But in this case, most of the time there will be a complete funeral ceremony when the emperor dies or an elder of the emperor passes away. If the emperor is alive and the prince dies, strictly speaking, it is considered a death. Even if the old prince has been the prince for tens of thousands of years,
Finally, he died of old age.
Therefore, this funeral ceremony is quite troublesome, and there are no existing regulations that can be used.
Under the existing regulations, there is no such step as ringing the bell to announce the funeral. The following steps are generally only the funeral and burial in the Ying family's ancestral court.
But the prince has been a prince for tens of thousands of years and will live and die. It is not appropriate to be so simple.
In addition, Li Taixuan, the Minister of Rites, has disappeared for several years, and no one can find him. It is rumored that Li Taixuan went out for a trip, but he disappeared like this. No one was seen alive, no body was found dead, the soul lamp was not extinguished, and the big seal was also taken by him
gone.
This gave many people a headache. Someone reported that the post of Minister of Rites must not be left vacant. Emperor Ying has not responded and ignored them at all. It was regarded as acquiescence that Li Taixuan would not show up and the position was reserved for him.
But now that the prince has passed away, he should have come forward to integrate all parties and take the lead in taking charge of the funeral ceremony. The Minister of Etiquette who made the decision is not here, and no one dares to casually set the final process.
They don't have the strength of Li Taixuan, nor the prestige of the top boss in Li Taixuan's six movies. After setting the process, there will be people on the left and right who will find the problem.
Especially after this incident occurred, the Minister of Rites was vacant, and it was urgent to choose someone to take the position. Emperor Ying could not drag it out forever. For those who wanted to take the position, it was not important to say whether they had made meritorious deeds or not. The first priority was not to make mistakes.
The prince wanted everything to be simplified, and Emperor Ying agreed. Naturally, everyone happily agreed and simplified the ceremony to the point where it could no longer be simplified.
However, in the end, there is still the problem. The process of funeral and burial cannot be omitted. Someone needs to take charge of the overall situation.
As a father, Emperor Ying would take a look at his son's funeral, but he would not escort the old prince all the way to the ancestral court for burial.
Because of this matter, at the Xiaochao meeting, a group of people quoted scriptures and made routines. They came and went with each other without getting angry, but no one wanted to be the person in charge of the overall situation.
Emperor Ying sat on the throne, watching with cold eyes and some thoughts in his heart.
Others don't know that the prince is not dead, and they may not know that the current situation was expected by the previous dynasty.
No one in the court said anything, but everyone was waiting to see if Emperor Ying would show up during the funeral.
They each have their own ideas. As long as they are sure that Emperor Ying himself will not show up, some other ideas will inevitably pop up.
Being able to suppress such a huge territory, and the countless clans, sects, and various forces of all sizes in the territory, relies on the strength of the fist. No one can defeat it. It is just a Dharmakaya, which cannot do this at all.
a little.
After tens of thousands of years of divine dynasty, and the stability of the past ten thousand years, it is inevitable to lose the external enemies to fight against, internal corruption, and people's thoughts.
Therefore, this time there was a perfect reason to turn passivity into initiative, giving me an excuse not to show up. Emperor Ying could only grasp it firmly.
Now looking at the people below, the prince's funeral ceremony has not yet been completed, and they are already thinking about the position of Minister of Rites and the changes that will follow, especially those who once supported the prince, have now joined these ranks.
Emperor Ying knew that none of these people could be trusted.
In the end, the only choice was to appoint someone in the royal family. The most suitable person was the King of Zhao, followed by the King of Zhou.
But this time, the matter was so important that neither King Zhao nor King Zhou could use it.
As long as the prince is found to be alive, the person presiding over the funeral will definitely not take action. It is not worthwhile to kill a prince who has lost his authority.
But another person who did not preside over the funeral ceremony may very well take the opportunity to kill the prince. Not only does he get rid of the prince, but he can also frame the prince who presides over the funeral ceremony, which is a serious crime of killing the prince.
Regardless of whether the frame-up is successful in the end or the truth is discovered, it will lead to greater chaos.
Emperor Ying looked at Dadi Ji, who was standing quietly aside, and sighed secretly in his heart.
Now the only one he can believe and dare to believe is Emperor Ji. Although as the elder of the prince, he is not suitable, there is no better candidate now.
Only Da Di Ji did not have a deep grudge with the prince like King Zhao or King Zhou. Her status was sufficient. She had led troops and personally fought in battles. She was also strong enough. What would happen next?
He can also act as a strong person.
And it just so happened that the turning point and the person who came up with the idea for this incident was also a guest in Emperor Ji's house.
She is the only suitable person.
"Ying Ying, you can handle this matter."
Emperor Ying opened his mouth, and the noise below immediately disappeared. A group of people immediately quoted the classics and started shooting rainbow farts.
"Yes." Marry Yi responded calmly. Qin Yang had told her before that Emperor Ying would only leave such difficult matters to her.
Only she will not take the opportunity to make things worse, and only she is suitable to face these dangers, because even if something unexpected happens, the impact of the death of a great emperor is far less than that of another person who has the chance to become the crown prince.
's prince.
Logically speaking, regardless of whether Emperor Ying would agree to such a thing, King Zhao or King Zhou should also take the initiative to stand up and make a gesture. Unfortunately, they did not even make this gesture.
They didn't know that the prince was still alive, so it wasn't that they didn't dare, but that they were simply unwilling to do anything pretentious. They also knew that Emperor Ying didn't care whether they were brothers or not.
So, for them, this matter is just an ordinary funeral ceremony that has been simplified to the extreme. Naturally, they don't want to find something to do for themselves.
Wedding dress knew the inside story, and she suddenly had an extra burden at this moment, and she didn't feel cold at all. She was used to it.
It’s not just once or twice that Emperor Ying did everything in the way that was most beneficial to him.
As for whether there will be any super strong person appearing in court later, or whether she will die on the spot, Emperor Ying will not care.
He didn't even care much about the son born to the only woman he cared about, so how could he care about an imperial sister who had no feelings.
After the court meeting was over, the bride's face looked as usual. After coming out, she immediately took over the follow-up matters and started arranging people.
The Ministry of War, the only one among the six ministries that was still supporting the prince, probably felt that if the prince turned his back and disowned the prince just after his death, he would not be taken seriously if he voted for a new master, so he sent some people.
The immediate boss of the Ministry of Rites is away, so the remaining ministers can only follow the rules. Emperor Ji Rang can do whatever he wants. Anyway, don't make any decisions and don't take the blame. There's no problem if you just work.
Shen Xingluo from the Punishment Department was willing to help, but was rejected by Marry Yi. Logically speaking, there was no need for people from the Punishment Department.
The remaining Dingtiansi and Qintianjian are also managed by people.
The ceremony was simple, and there wasn't much to arrange. After roughly setting the tone, the wedding dress headed to the East Palace.
In the calm East Palace, a black stone coffin stood quietly there. There were no two mourners beside it. An ever-burning lamp was extinguished and no one came to relight it.
Wedding Dress stepped forward, relit the ever-burning lamp, and looked at the black stone coffin, feeling a little cold for no reason.
At that time, the prince still had a princess, but unfortunately she died at the end of her life. One of the two children born in the early years died young, and the other went out to live in life and was never heard from again. Many years later, the soul lamp was extinguished.
"I will personally take charge of your funeral. You can wait with peace of mind. No matter what happens, you will be dead after the burial. Someone will arrange the rest for you by then. Even at that time
, it won’t be a big deal if someone discovers your identity.”
Leaving these words behind, the wedding dress was placed in the brazier in front of the coffin, rekindling the flames, light and heat waves, illuminating the entire cold hall.
After the wedding dress was gone, the old man opened his eyes in the black stone coffin, his eyes were quite complicated.
At this point, the only two people who have come to see him are no longer the people he was close to in the past.
One is the imperial aunt who was once blamed, and the other is Qin Yang who has a grudge against her.
The emperor's aunt lit a lantern and a bonfire for him, while Qin Yang made a small coffin for him and put incense for him.
All the actions of the two of them were natural and there was no pretense at all.
Comparing it with those close to him in the past, the old prince felt sad and mixed emotions in his heart.
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Qin Yang didn't know if the old prince had misunderstood his habitual movements. He had other things to be busy with now.
I made a special trip to the Tian family, just to mention to Patriarch Tian that the old man could live for another ten or twenty years. The old man shamelessly pretended to be dead immediately, rolled his eyes, and almost broke his own neck.
Qin Yang looked at Patriarch Tian's performance with an expressionless face. This shameless old man had had contact with the previous dynasty. Now that he mentioned this sentence, Patriarch Tian knew what the situation was now without Qin Yang saying anything about it.
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Now the acting is so exaggerated, it is clear that he is not involved in these things.
Qin Yang nodded without forcing it.
"Okay, you stood idly by this time because you didn't want to stand on the opposite side of the previous dynasty, and you didn't want to stand on the opposite side of the big winner. What do you big clans think? I still don't understand. You are on the side of the winner.
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I understand that you don’t care this time, but next time, if there is anything that does not require confrontation with the previous government, if you still stand by and watch..."
When Qin Yang said this, Patriarch Tian rolled his eyes and convulsed, and his neck felt as if he had a stiff neck. He immediately returned to normal and sighed.
"With my status, it is really not suitable for me to directly confront the former leader. As long as I don't have to face the former leader, I will help you with anything."
"Haha..." Qin Yang sneered: "You are so shameless, what's the matter? As long as Tian's interests are involved, you will put on such a shameless posture again. Don't forget,
The fence-sitter will never end well."
"Shameless little thing, don't you want me to swear to you?"
"Then do it. Don't just say it but don't practice the fake moves."
"Hey, I have such a bad temper. How dare you provoke me? I'm going to swear an oath today. I..." Old Ancestor Tian opened his mouth. As soon as he said two words of oath, he immediately turned his eyes, squinted, and stared at Qin.
Positive.
"Shameless little thing, you are digging a hole for me, aren't you?"
"Yes." Qin Yang admitted readily and stared at Patriarch Tian with a smile.
But in this case, Patriarch Tian was a little unsure.
After thinking for a while, Patriarch Tian asked again.
"You told me this because you think I don't dare to agree. Who knows what kind of big hole you dug to force me to take sides this time?"
"No, if you don't want to confront your predecessor, how can I force you to do it? If I force you, you may not be able to do it. You are already like this and you can't take action yourself. Is it interesting for me to force you?
I will come to you if I have something to do in the future, and you will never have to confront someone from the previous court."
Qin Yang spoke very sincerely, his eyes were full of purity, and there was absolutely not a word of lies.
Grand Ancestor Tian and Qin Yang stared at each other for a full stick of incense, but they didn't see any hint of guilt in Qin Yang. No matter how they looked at it, it was true.
Anyone who looks at it will feel that there will definitely be a bigger pit in the future than the previous one, waiting for him to jump into.
What Qin Yang said is true. There will be no good results for those who sit on the fence. Even if they stand on the side of the winner at the last moment, they will only be protecting themselves at most.
When everything settles down, the opposition will be the first to be swept away. If something goes wrong, the first to be settled by the Queen will definitely be the fence-sitters. Sometimes the fence-sitters are more annoying than the opposition.
When you have enough foundation and strength, you don't have to make a choice and just stand on the side of the winner. When you don't have enough strength, you will definitely end up miserable.
Patriarch Tian's mind was racing, and he was constantly speculating whether Qin Yang was using this trick to force him to take sides, a counter-routine, or a trick within a routine.
Based on his understanding of Qin Yang, past contacts, and Qin Yang's sincerity today, he said it was a trap. He could no longer tell whether it was true or false.
Now that they have looked at each other for a full stick of incense, no flaws can be seen at all, and Patriarch Tian has made a decision in his heart.
It must be fake!
I have long heard that this little shameless man flirted with Emperor Ji, and even made some treasure soup for Emperor Ji. He did not say that he would give some to the old man. This time it was Emperor Ji who presided over the funeral. This little bastard must have
Be prepared.
Yes, he just wants to force himself to take sides now.
The little shameless person has great skills, and the thickness of his skin has grown at a really alarming rate. Now he can play tricks with such sincerity in his eyes without changing his expression, and his heart not skipping a beat.
"Even if it's a trap, I admit it. Anyway, my Tian family's current situation is not suitable for confronting the former leader. Otherwise, my hard work will be turned into water. As long as I don't confront the former leader, you want me to do it again."
I can help with anything."
"Uh..." Qin Yang's smile faded, and there was a bit of astonishment on his face: "You are so shameless, how dare you agree to it, just to avoid confronting your predecessor, and to prevent your act of suicide from being in vain?"
"I agreed, but I won't take action this time." Patriarch Tian was becoming more and more sure at this moment, what will be a trap in the future, this is a trap now!
What bigger pit could there be than facing the former leader head-on?
"Okay, I can't force you. Even if you do something in the future, if you still stand by and watch, I can't do anything to you."
Qin Yang stood up, patted his butt and left.
Patriarch Tian looked at Qin Yang's back with a confused look on his face. At this moment, he suddenly felt that there might really be a big hole in the future.
This little bastard is nothing. He stood by and did nothing this time. If there is no hole next time, he will dig a big hole and push him to jump in.
But thinking about it, now that he was facing the previous dynasty, he was not sure whether Emperor Ying himself was still there, and who would lose and who would win. It was too early to say now, and he had fallen into the current situation, which had already left Tian a way out.
This is the price Tian pays for sitting on the mountain and watching the fight between tigers and tigers.
On the other side, Qin Yang left Tian happily.
He didn't want Patriarch Tian to take action at all. Patriarch Tian even risked his own life in order to prevent Tian from the fight between the two tigers. How could he directly intervene in the battle between Da Ying and the previous dynasty now?
He didn't tell a lie, every word he said was sincere throughout the whole process. Whatever Patriarch Tian asked, he answered everything truthfully.
But this old man is so shameless that he always thinks that the other person is scheming and doesn't tell the truth.
I came here with utmost sincerity, so naturally I couldn't tell lies to deceive others. Who would have thought that this old guy would have to go around in such a big circle? A very simple thing would have to go around in his winding intestines.
The result was pretty good, Patriarch Tian agreed to do the next thing.
After leaving the Tian family, Qin Yang went to the Huang family alone again.
Huang's side is different from the angels.
The head of the Huang family is talented and decisive, and his control over the Huang family far exceeds that of the Tian family head.
He came to the Huang family, reported his identity, pulled off the tiger skin of his wedding dress, and asked to see the head of the Huang family.
They sent someone to lead him in, and entertained him with good wine and tea. The chief steward even personally came to accompany him, a powerless Shenmen monk, which was enough to save him face.
However, when the person who went to report came back, the chief steward looked apologetic.
"Mr. Qin, don't be surprised. The head of the family has been seriously ill because of what happened last time. Now he is in seclusion to heal his wounds. I thought it was almost time, but I didn't expect that the head of the house is at a critical moment. He really can't get away to see Mr. Qin. I hope Qin
Mr. Haihan."
The butler waved his hand, and someone behind him came up with a tray covered with a brocade handkerchief and a low eyebrow.
"I really feel sorry for delaying Mr. Qin's time and delaying His Highness the Emperor Ji's important event. This small gift is not respectful. I hope Mr. Qin can forgive me. I will give you a few kind words to Your Highness the Emperor Ji. When the master of the house comes out of confinement, he will definitely thank you.
Come to the door in person and apologize to His Highness the Great Emperor Ji."
"Forget it, Mr. Huang, is not free. I don't have anything important to do. I just have a personal saying, oh, it's completely mine and has nothing to do with anyone else. Don't get me wrong." Qin Yang didn't even look at the so-called gift.
, smiled and said: "There is a limit to how many times the fence-sitting faction can be tolerated."
After saying this, Qin Yang walked away.
The chief steward was not angry and sent Qin Yang out politely.
After Qin Yang left, the butler went back and walked around the reception hall. In the courtyard behind, the head of the Huang family was sitting there alone, holding a teacup with a frown on his face.
"I've heard of this Qin Yang before, but he's been jumping up and down recently."
"Yes, sir, he has been to the East Palace several times recently, and he also went there on the day of the prince's death. It is said that His Highness the Great Emperor Ji couldn't bear to see the prince's desolation, so he sent him to bury the prince.
Now the matter of presiding over the funeral ceremony falls on the Emperor Ji, presumably to get help and test the attitude of our clan."
"It is right to test, but it may not be the test of Emperor Ji, but the test of Emperor Ying. With the current situation, how can we, a clan with profound knowledge, not know anything? But this Qin Yang, when he comes and leaves at this time,
Those words always make me feel a little uneasy."
"Sir, it's normal for a servant like this to have a louder tone and say a few harsh words."
The head of the Huang family frowned, looked at the teacup in his hand, and shook his head slightly.
"I have also learned about this Qin Yang. His behavior has always been steady but progressive. How dare he say such heart-breaking words? If he didn't have enough confidence, he would definitely not say that. I always
I feel something is wrong, the situation may be different from what I thought.
You go prepare a generous gift and send the Jingchen Bead I got in the Land of Eternal Night to Emperor Ji, saying that my seclusion has reached a critical moment. The Huang family does not dare to act rashly because of Huang Ying's matter. In the future, Emperor Ji
If there is an assignment, Mr. Huang would not dare to refuse."
This is a step down, which means that he is really in retreat to recover from his injuries, and other people in the Huang family do not dare to act rashly without his order.
Logically speaking, because of Huang Ying's incident, they should be the most active in expressing themselves at this time. At least they should stand in line and show that they are on the opposite side of Huang Ying.
What we are doing now is, after all, just waiting and watching. Emperor Ying himself has not shown up for tens of thousands of years. His life and death are unknown, and his whereabouts are unknown. There is no news or trace.
Only then did he dare to do this kind of fence-sitting approach. This was the safest approach, because he was not sure whether Emperor Ying was still there, and he was not sure who would lose or win in the end. The advantage of taking a side first was great, but he lost.
I lost everything.
Now he has become a fence-sitter, sitting on the mountain and watching the fight between tigers and tigers. No matter who wins, he may not benefit, but he will not lose everything.
As the head of a large clan, he cannot have a gambler's mentality and go all-in to gamble on a big loss and a big win.
The current power of the Huang family gives them the capital to be attracted by others. If they lose their power, they will inevitably be liquidated.
The head of the Huang family took a sip of tea and looked into the distance, his eyes a little wandering.
In fact, he did feel that the fortunes of the country were declining and that Emperor Ying was not going to last long, which was why the previous dynasty caused trouble and trouble. He even thought that Emperor Ying was dead.
People from the previous dynasty had secretly visited to win over them, and the bargaining chips offered were indeed very high, promising many important positions in the court. However, the other party did not understand that he had no intention of letting the Huang family get involved too deeply in the court situation.
It was precisely because he was not deeply involved in the Da Ying court that Huang had the opportunity to make a choice and be won over.
If you get involved too deeply, just like the Mu family of the Chu Dynasty, if the Chu Dynasty is destroyed, the Mu family will definitely be destroyed first.
He doesn't care what happens to the divine dynasty. What he wants is that if the dynasty changes and the country's name is changed, the Huang family can still survive for thousands of years.
Unfortunately, today's Huang clan is not that kind of aloof clan at all.
Emperor Ying was too strong, and he didn't dare to bet. He was also afraid now, what if Emperor Ying really just disappeared for ten thousand years and finally came back.
Those who have never seen Emperor Ying's heroic appearance at his peak will not understand this feeling.
Nowadays, there is still hope for the success of the previous dynasty. With the turmoil and the lack of an emperor who can suppress the wilderness, it is possible for the Huang family to become a transcendent clan.
With many thoughts lingering in his heart, the head of the Huang family sighed and put down the tea cup.
It is said that he is decisive and good at making decisions in situations, but who would know that he is a little unsure now, but he cannot say such things and cannot let others see it.
After thinking about it, the head of the Huang family pondered for a moment.
"Get ready. I'm going to visit the Tian family. I'm going to meet the old immortal of the Tian family. I can't let other people know about this."
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Qin Yang went to the Huang family to no avail, so he secretly dropped a heart-wrenching remark, patted his ass and left. He was not afraid that the remark would spread.
Maybe Emperor Ying would be secretly happy when he heard this. After all, with Emperor Ying's past majesty, he would definitely not ask such a question.
If Emperor Ying himself were here, he would not care if someone rebelled, he would only kill them all when someone rebelled.
Now that someone is going to break the window paper for him, Emperor Ying will definitely be happy to see it happen.
However, the Huang family had no results, and Qin Yang had already expected it. This time he came here just to lay the groundwork for the Huang family after coming out of the Tian family.
As soon as he came back here, he was taken away by Qingluan and took him to help.
There is really no manpower that can coordinate the overall situation, and he has to be inserted into the situation and wait for the funeral to follow.
When we arrived at the Ministry of Etiquette, a group of people were noisy and noisy. They stopped doing business. Because of a small detail of the funeral, a group of people were noisy and spitting. The anger became more and more intense, and they greeted each other's relatives.
Seeing that time was getting tighter, Qin Yang intervened a few words to resolve the small details of the funeral, and then joined the team of the Ministry of Etiquette.
Half a day later.
Qin Yang began to make up his mind, directing a group of salted fish from the Ministry of Etiquette, busy with the funeral process, and making preparations in advance.
How to change various details, various processes, how to be more consistent with the prince's situation, and at the same time simplify the cumbersome places as much as possible.
When there were no ready-made regulations, Qin Yang did better than these salted fish from the Ministry of Rites, and at least everyone thought it was pretty good.
"Don't you think that Mr. Qin looks a lot like our Lord Shangshu?"
"When you say that, it sounds a bit like it. This Mr. Qin is indeed very knowledgeable. He knows more about funeral rituals than we do. Moreover, in Nanman and Nanhai, funeral matters in various regions are different.
He knows where the tradition of funeral rites comes from."
"Yes, what does this Mr. Qin do? I just heard that he was a pirate, how could he know this?"
"How do I know? Mr. Qin himself said that he was born in the funeral industry. He has buried mortals and given farewells to Taoist priests. No matter how well he plays, he is indeed very professional. He showed off his skills just now.
The level of makeup used for burial remains is truly extraordinary.”
Two junior officials from the Etiquette Department took advantage of their break to get together and brag. After hearing this, several people nearby also joined in.
Matters related to funeral ceremonies are indeed the responsibility of the Ministry of Rites, but these things are rarely used on weekdays. At most, when an important minister dies, they will set up ready-made regulations and follow the procedures.
As for the royal family, the need to go through this process has not been used for countless years, especially the funeral process for the death of the emperor, which has not been used for tens of thousands of years.
When it comes to these places, how could these officials, who are thousands of years old, be so ugly?
Time seemed to fly by, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day of the funeral.
After simplifying the process and streamlining the funeral ceremony, on this day, a team of hundreds of people still appeared in the East Palace.
The wedding dress was in charge of the overall situation. Qin Yang used his professional funeral skills and erudite professional knowledge to make a group of gangsters who didn't really want to take the lead to obey his arrangements honestly.
Taking the memorial inscription ghostwritten by Luo Liang, the biggest troll of Da Ying, and reciting it once in the East Palace, after completing the process, the team carried the prince's black stone coffin and set off from the East Palace, exited from the north gate of the palace, and headed towards Lidu
Go to the northwest city gate.
When leaving the palace, Emperor Ying stood on the tower and watched the funeral procession leave.
The team left Lidu and headed straight to the Dragon Vein Ancestral Court of the Daying Royal Family.
After leaving Lidu, we walked forward for only three thousand miles. When we passed a mountain forest, it was nightfall. Everyone stopped to rest, but mist appeared in the mountain forest unconsciously.
There was nothing special about this mountain forest fog at first, but as time went by, the fog became thicker and thicker, until finally, it became a state where you couldn't even see your fingers.
After being vigilant all night, nothing happened. At dawn the next day, Qin Yang led the team and set off again, easily walking out of this strange-looking thick foggy mountain forest.
However, the next night, when we rested, we encountered this strange thick fog again, this time the area was wider. When we set out again at dawn, some people disappeared.
The team still didn't stop. On the third day, the same thing happened, and some people disappeared.
Some people panicked, but the funeral procession couldn't stop, they could only keep moving forward.
In three days, only the last few dozen people were left in the team. All the escorting guards disappeared. No one was alive or dead, but their soul lamps were not extinguished. Even the people were missing.
"What's going on? It's not like His Highness thinks the funeral ceremony is too simple, so..." Someone looked at the black stone coffin with a pale face, his body was like chaff, and he was shaking non-stop.
"Don't... don't talk nonsense. His Highness has requested this. Don't slander His Highness." Another person on the side quickly covered his mouth.
Xianyu, who was familiar with the Ministry of Rites, walked to Qin Yang cautiously.
"Mr. Qin, how about we drive all night? No one needs to rest. The fog here is really bad."
"No, rules are rules. The coffin cannot fall to the ground, people cannot leave the ground, move at dawn, and stop at sunset. There are rules."
Qin Yang, the leader of the funeral procession, remained calm-faced and rejected the others' suggestions without hesitation.
At dawn, we continued to lead the remaining people forward.
Although I had already speculated that the previous government would definitely make some moves and that there might be a tough battle, I didn't expect that the other party would play such a dirty trick.
Until now, he has not noticed how the other party did it. The fog is indeed an ordinary thick fog, but someone has tampered with it. At most, it has the power to obscure the sight and interfere with perception.
As long as someone is fighting inside, he will definitely notice it immediately.
But in the past few days, there has been no trace of any action.
But he really felt that someone was following them.
It wasn't those people from Dingtiansi who followed them secretly, there were other people following them.
Now Da Ying and the former dynasty are tacitly understanding each other. Emperor Ying deliberately agreed to the streamlining, and he did not show up. The former dynasty will definitely do something. Emperor Ying wants to know, or want to be sure, and in accordance with the trend
Give them a chance.
As for the previous dynasty, even though they knew that Emperor Ying himself had not shown up, but seeing such a streamlined funeral ceremony, they also wanted to know what Emperor Ying wanted to do, whether there was some conspiracy or a bluff.
The number of people in the team would decrease silently every day, and fear would spread silently. Until in the end, there were only a dozen or so people left, carrying black stone coffins, but no fear could be seen on their faces.
Qin Yang's expression remained unchanged. After nightfall, he rested normally, sat in front of a pool, quietly closed his eyes and practiced.
A fallen leaf fell into the pool, causing ripples that caused a human-shaped ripple in the pool to disappear in a flash.
Unfortunately, there was a layer of fallen leaves on the water surface, and no one noticed anything strange below.
Slowly, a strange aura emerged from the pool. Under the interference of the mist, no one noticed this aura.
Only Qin Yang knew that it was the aura of Tianyi True Water.
Qin Yang's true body had already turned into a water body when it stopped here and merged into the pool. The person sitting there meditating quietly was just a clone.
As the breath of Tianyi Zhenshui slowly emerged, the mist above the pool silently gathered and became slightly thicker than other places.
The mist penetrated in, trying to blend all the breath of Tianyi Zhenshui into the mist.
Slowly, water rose up above the pool, and mist continued to seep in, turning the clear pool water into turbidity.
But suddenly, those rising pools of water suddenly turned into human shapes, with big mouths to devour them crazily.
The thick fog in the forest that made one unable to see his fingers suddenly lightened a little, and above the pool, in front of the mouth of the human-shaped water flow, a stream of white smoke turned into a column of smoke and poured into his mouth.
In just one or two breaths, the water of humanity flowed back silently, covering Qin Yang's body.
The clone disappeared, and Qin Yang's true body was revealed. He opened his eyes and looked around, then continued to close his eyes and put his consciousness into the eyes of the sea.
In the eyes of the sea, a mass of fog covering several miles was floating there quietly.
Qin Yang transformed into a human body and looked at the mist with cold eyes.
"Okay, we're all here now, what's the point of pretending?"
The fog didn't react at all, it was still like an ordinary thick fog.
Qin Yang waved to the ugly chicken standing on the Haoyang Bell in the distance, stretching its neck to watch the excitement.
"Ugly chicken, steam it dry."
"Okay, but Qin Youde, is this really a monster? Why do you always provoke strange things?" As he said that, Chouji glanced at the black shadow that was suppressed under the sea-eye magic stone.
"Ugly chicken, your uncle, what do you mean?" Heiying was unhappy on the spot.
"Why are you shouting so loudly? Who said anything about you? I said that magic knife over there, isn't it good?" The ugly chicken cocked his neck and looked at the sky with his nostrils: "If you have the ability, come and do it!"
"Haha...it doesn't matter what I do. This little monster is dead."
"Okay, it's bullshit, hurry up, isn't it pretending to be dead? Then let it die cleanly! Steam it dry!" Qin Yang interrupted the two guys who had nothing to do all day long.
The ugly chicken stood on the Haoyang Bell, spread its wings and crowed loudly. Suddenly, a scorching sun appeared in the eyes of the sea.
The vast masculine and fiery power spread out unbridled, and the light shone on the mist. The outer layer of the mist began to slowly dissipate, and the dissipation speed became faster and faster.
Seeing this, the mist that had been unresponsive quickly condensed and turned into a white fox with a tail that was as erratic as mist.
The white fox floated there, waving its tail in the mist. A trace of shock flashed through its slender eyes, but there was no panic.
"When I die, all those people from before will have to be buried with me."
"Really?" Qin Yang grinned and looked at the white fox intently: "Are you sure those you swallowed are all humans?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the white fox's slender eyes suddenly widened.
Of those people it swallowed into its body, one of them suddenly shattered and dissipated.
"Are you not sure yet?" Qin Yang asked again with a smile.
At the same time, the white fox also felt that another person inside his body collapsed and dissipated.
"Have you heard of the clone technique?"
As Qin Yang finished speaking, the white fox felt that the people he had swallowed inside his body began to collapse and dissipate more than a dozen in a row.
"You...when did you..." The white fox was completely panicked. If all the things it swallowed in its body were clones, it would not be able to threaten others, and its last resort would be gone.
After entering this weird place through a trick, it realized that it was basically impossible to escape.
"When?" Qin Yang sneered.
Does this monster think he is stupid?
Although my level is not high, even if the successor of the Void True Sutra secretly attacks, it is impossible for me to not notice anything, but people disappear, and they happen one after another. The only abnormality is the thick fog.
Since he was not sure, he would know by testing. Thick fog would only appear at night, so he would look for opportunities for everyone else to change into clones during the day.
Give it a try and you will know the result.
But in the end, I really didn’t expect that these thick fogs that seemed abnormal but actually didn’t have much of a problem turned out to be nothing wrong with them. The problem was a weird monster that could transform into thick fog and hide in it.
When night falls, from the beginning, everyone is already in the thick fog, which can also be said to be in the body of the thick fog monster. The monster wants to make a person disappear silently, but no one can really notice it in advance.
arrive.
"Tell me now, do you want to die or live? I will only give you one chance to choose."
The white fox glanced at the ugly chicken standing on the Haoyang Bell preening its feathers. When the ugly chicken turned into the scorching sun, its whole body was almost burning.
At that moment, it recognized the Great Sun Golden Crow.
A natural enemy that cannot be provoked.
Now look at the human race in front of us. It is obviously a human race, but it can turn into water and blend into the pool. It exudes the aura of Tianyi True Water, making it unable to withstand the temptation and be fooled.
Since most of the people it swallowed were clones, it didn't dare to bet on whether all the others were clones. It didn't even dare to bet on whether the person in front of it didn't care about the lives and deaths of those people and just killed them.
Feed the birds.
"three."
"two."
Qin Yang was counting down to himself, while the ugly chicken preening its feathers on the side also turned its head, ready to take action at any time.
The white fox's heart trembled and he shouted decisively.
"Want to live."
"If you want to live, tell me what's going on, who sent you here, and what do you want you to do." Qin Yang asked casually, then stretched out his hand, and a drop of crystal water hung on his fingertips.
This is the real Tianyi Zhen water.
"Do you know this one? Can the person who sent you here give you this?"