After being dressed as cannon fodder, I feed tyrants by cooking skills

Chapter 142 The White Robe Immortal Bone
Qi Yan strode back to Qinzheng Hall to sit down, took a look at the teacup, the tea in it was completely cold, and there were a few pieces of tea leaves floating on the water, he looked away.Lu'an next to him replaced a new one for him.

The eunuch held the presented memorial and sent it to the imperial case. Last night, the news that King Cheng initiated the palace change spread like a leg, and the important ministers also witnessed all this with their own eyes.He randomly took out a few books and opened them, and the contents inside were nothing more than begging him to order Cheng Wang to be executed, or admonishing him to keep Qi Xuan alive in consideration of blood and family.

Lu'an came back with hot tea, glanced at the unfolded memorial, and his face changed accordingly.Because he knew that no matter Cheng Wang or Ji Taipin, none of them could escape.

The tea is too hot to drink, so it is better to open the lid to cool it down first.Don't be in a hurry, only when you have settled down can you attack.

After a long time, he shook off the water vapor condensed on the lid into the teacup, and finally said, "How about the one in death row?"

Lu'an shook his head, put down the dust whisk in his hand, just took it and followed His Majesty to walk around the secret passage, it smelled damp and musty, he sniffed, even he couldn't bear it, he still took it The farther the better.

"The two brothers know the importance, and they are under strict guard. People will definitely not be able to escape. Even if the food is sent in every day, it will be served as it is." Although cruel, he was indeed quite kind to him.

When a person's strength is not worthy of his ambition, then he should dive down.Otherwise, it will be their own fault.

The sky was getting darker, and countless dark clouds gathered in one place, making the sky very dark, and the birds flew low, almost touching the ground.The rain fell on its wings, and the heavy rain gathered in one place, washing away the blood that had not been cleaned properly at the palace gate.Blood flowed out along the bluestone slab, and a heavy rain was enough to wash away the traces of last night, as if nothing happened.

In the dark dungeon, all kinds of fishy smells were mixed together, and the cold air pierced through the bones, permeating the human soul inch by inch.It is no exaggeration to call this place a purgatory on earth. In myths and stories, a god made a big mistake and was nailed to a cliff by the Lord God, and ordered an eagle to peck at his heart. Day after day, the torment never stopped.

The same is true for Qi Xuan at this moment, but he is not a savior. He fights for his own self-interest to get rid of the shadow in his heart, causing many innocent soldiers to pay the price in blood.

There has never been a specific standard for distinguishing good guys from bad guys in this world, and no one has deliberately made rules.Which is good and which is bad is just relying on the moral principles in people's hearts. There are no real good people, and there are no static bad people.

Light and shadows floated on the wall, and two finger-thick iron chains were nailed into the wall, tightly wrapped around the man's ankles, where blood was congested from being strangled, and he could only sit on the ground with his feet on the straw.

Particles rubbed against the skin, black hair draped over his body, and his hidden face was almost distorted. Regardless of the pain in his feet, he frantically kicked the dirt under his legs to the side. Water oozed from the ground without straw, and the room He couldn't stand the torment of the heavy rain, and the big raindrops fell on his face.

Qi Xuan was covered all over, his little gray head poked out, his front paws were raised, "Zhizhi—" was particularly harsh in the silence, the mouse's tail was raised, and its eyes watched him jump to places he couldn't see. place, the tail discharges the same black particles as the ground.

Cockroaches and mice are rampant, and the roof is leaking rain. Whether it is physically or mentally, his last line of defense has collapsed.

……

The streets are brightly lit, and the people who are full of joy come out. On this bustling road, they stop and go, and sometimes there is a burst of cheers that go straight to the sky, and there is another wave of cheers, and the buzzing sound keeps echoing in my ears , the back of her hand was wrapped in a pair of warm big hands, people seemed to be celebrating some festival.

"Girl." In the noise, she couldn't hear anyone's voice, but this person's call was very clear.She turned her head to look, and there was still a moving stream of people behind her, and she didn't find anything suspicious.

"Girl." He called her again.

She couldn't help being a little annoyed, thinking it was a prank by some boring people, she didn't want to pay attention to it, but the voice was still calling her without interruption.

"I can understand what the girl is thinking."

What is this called?She can too, the system has rewarded her with golden fingers, as long as she wants, she can also hear other people's voices.This kind of quack trick is at most coaxing the little boy. She has seen this kind of trick a lot.

In a trance, a man in a white robe with a fairy bone appeared in front of her, holding a folding fan and turning his back to her: "You may think I am a fraudulent person, but I can indeed see through your mind."

While speaking, he turned his head, and covered his mysterious face with a fan. On the fan, it was written in black and white that "the secret of heaven must not be revealed".

Can you do a full set of acting, just put on a piece of clothing and a broken fan to create a magical gimmick?How is this any different from the blind fortune-teller stationed in the sunglasses area under the flyover in the real world, who pretends to do a few calculations?Maybe it's because he looks a little bit more human-like.

She walked right past him without even lingering on him.He sighed behind him: "Oh, I didn't expect to lose the girl's trust so much. It's really a failure. But you didn't come from here."

Her feet stopped.

The following words were even more sharp: "You are not from this world at all!"

She turned her head abruptly, only to find that the figure had disappeared without a trace, and only a sentence was left in her ears: "Girl, there is fate, and we will see each other again. I look forward to the day when you can recognize me." .”

With a click, thunder pierced the sky.Jiang Yu's head was covered with sweat, and a carp stood up straight from the couch.Every scene in the dream is still playing back in my mind.

"Girl?" An unfamiliar voice sounded, and she shivered.I heard too much in my dream, this time it was a female voice calling her.The curtain of the bed was lifted, and a new face came in: "It's just thunder, is the girl startled?"

Seeing Jiang Yu's confused look, she said to herself again: "Perhaps you haven't seen the servant girl feel unfamiliar. The servant girl is a red jadeite, and the green sleeves are on duty during the day. At night, they are replaced by slave servants." .”

It has to be a big family!There is only one master, but there are quite a few people serving under him, 24 hours a day without interruption, anyone who just calls out will appear in front of him immediately.Being on the night watch during the day sounds like the day shift and the night shift.

"Hong Fei, can you bring me some food?" I had a bowl of porridge for dinner, and my stomach couldn't help but growl a little late at night.

"Yes." Folding his hands by his side, he stepped back.

(End of this chapter)