Li Huowang walked slowly on the way back from the execution ground, still thinking about the scene just now in his mind.
It’s hard to imagine that a normal person’s belly could be stretched so big by pills.
Considering his previous identity, one can imagine why he took so many elixirs.
In Li Huowang's impression, many emperors took elixirs to seek immortality, and I'm afraid the same is true in this world.
"Even an illiterate Danyangzi wants to become an immortal. As the strongest ruler of Daliang, I'm afraid he will only become more powerful, right?" Li Huowang thought to himself.
"But it's human nature for people to be greedy for life and afraid of death, but..."
Li Huowang still remembered the five hundred boys and girls Xu Fu took away in search of the elixir of longevity. In this completely crazy world, it was really hard for him to imagine what step the Emperor of Liang would go to.
Gradually, Li Huowang came back to the outside of the towering palace wall, raised his head and looked inside, wondering what the scene would be like inside the palace.
When he noticed that the guards on the palace wall were scanning vigilantly, Li Huowang shook his head, turned around and walked towards the prison.
No matter what horrifying things are happening here at the moment, it has nothing to do with me anyway. Now that my errands are done, I should let Cao Baihu cure Bai Lingmiao.
It was still the closed and depressing underground prison. When he saw Li Huowang coming back, Cao Baihu was very happy, "Oh? Brother Erjiu is back? Tell me in detail what happened along the way." p>
Naturally, there is nothing to avoid in this kind of thing. Li Huowang quickly recounted everything he experienced. "Cao Baihu, we are done with the matter. Please help me."
"Yeah, yeah, this is easy to talk about." Cao Baihu, who was smiling, reached out and touched it from his arms, and a black lacquer coffin the size of an arm was pushed in front of Li Huowang.
I don’t know if Li Huowang is too sensitive. Looking at the big red longevity characters on the coffin, he felt that the coffin was lifeless. It was as if there was really a dead person lying inside.
Looking at the coffin, Li Huowang immediately recalled the densely packed dead sheep under Qingqiu. The dead sheep also felt the same way.
"This thing is definitely not from the military strategist, but from some other sect." Li Huowang confirmed this idea without hesitation. This thing is very different from the military strategist. They are completely opposites.
"Hey," Cao Baihu knocked on the table with his calloused fingers, "Take this coffin and open it to that person for three breaths to drive away the evil spirit from that person. Remember, it must be
Three breaths, not even one more breath will do."
"Is it that simple?" Li Huowang reached for the black coffin and took it over. The weight was unexpectedly light, not like it was made of wood, but more like it was made of paper.
"Haha, how difficult is it for a small amount of evil spirit to enter the body? Otherwise, I really can't get away, so I just raise my hand." Cao Baihu said contemptuously, picked up a bowl of wine and took a sip. p>
At this moment, the ground suddenly trembled slightly, and an inexplicable aura surged up directly from the ground, which made Li Huowang's goosebumps stand up involuntarily.
Obviously, this movement was caused by something imprisoned underground.
"Damn it! You stupid thing!" The irritable Cao Baihu slammed the bowl on the table, picked up the straight knife on the side, and strode towards the prison door in the distance. "I have something important to do.
I won’t keep you here anymore. Just bring the coffin back when it’s used up. I don’t want to go there to get it.”
When Li Huowang walked out of the prison, he felt an inexplicable sense of unreality. He looked at the coffin in his hand and thought to himself: "Is it that simple? Can Bai Lingmiao be transformed back?"
"Are these people lying to me? Are they all in the same group? Do they already know Xin Su's identity?" This crazy idea popped up in Li Huowang's mind, making him feel cold all over.
His expression suddenly became extremely ferocious, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked around at everything. At this moment, it seemed that everything around him, the roof, the stone lions, the floor tiles, everything was full of malice.
After a long pause, Li Huowang, who was standing there, calmed down and stood there holding the coffin, carefully sorting out the whole thing in his mind several times.
After a long time, Li Huowang let out a long breath. "No, no, they should not know my identity for the time being, otherwise they would not let a restless element like me get close to the palace."
Li Huowang found that he seemed to be thinking too complicatedly. Since military strategists drive evil spirits, they can naturally release and contain them. Maybe this is just a small thing.
"I got the things... Next..." Li Huowang put the coffin into his arms and walked towards the inn with a solemn expression.
When Li Huowang opened the door of his guest room, Bai Lingmiao, who was sitting in front of a bronze mirror, was combing his hair with an iron comb dipped in black water.
"What are you doing?"
"Using a lead comb soaked in vinegar to comb your hair can turn it black, which will make it look ugly."
Looking at Bai Lingmiao's back, Li Huowang took a deep breath and took out the small coffin from his arms.
He has just spent money to find someone to try it. This thing can indeed remove evil spirits from people.
Bai Lingmiao looked through the copper mirror and saw the thing in his hand. "What is that? A coffin?"
As Li Huowang's heart pounded, he dug his fingernails into the coffin board and opened it forcefully at Bai Lingmiao.
An extremely strange suction force emerged from the coffin, and it sucked away the tangled guilt and worry in Li Huowang's heart at an extremely fast speed.
Li Huowang even felt that Bei Feng's method of getting rid of the illusion had become insignificant. The coffin was sucking away the support point of his life.
"One...two...three...!" Li Huowang suddenly closed the coffin lid and looked at Bai Lingmiao in front of him as quickly as possible.
The vinegar-stained lead comb slowly fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Li Huowang watched Bai Lingmiao slowly turn around and look at him in astonishment, tears falling silently from his cheeks.
When he saw the familiar Bai Lingmiao back, Li Huowang rushed up tremblingly and hugged her, tears filling his eyes with excitement.
After being excited for a while, Li Huowang let go of his arms and looked at Bai Lingmiao in front of him again, "How do you feel now? Do you feel any discomfort? If you do, tell me quickly!"
Bai Lingmiao, with tears in her eyes, said nothing, and stretched out her hand to touch the Zi Sui sword on Li Huowang's back.
When Li Huowang quickly held him down with his hands, Bai Lingmiao's eyes were full of resentment and deep pain.
"Senior Brother Li, I beg you...I really can't live without this..."