A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

Chapter 943 Ashura Road
Du Juan was halfway through her words when she suddenly glanced around at the foreigners around her and whispered:

"Those who are not of our species are Asura ghosts who suck human blood. Although they dare not touch us, you still have to be careful and don't provoke them."

Yuan Wuyou was greatly shocked by the calmness, confidence and composure of the girl in front of him.

"Huh? What is an Ashura ghost?"

"You can call them Shura too. As the saying goes, they are the zombies from the Western Regions. After they suck your blood, they will assimilate you into those Shura ghosts."

"How do you know so much?"

Du Juan had been looking around vigilantly, and seeing that there was almost no one in front of her, she pushed Yuan Wuyou behind her.

"Don't worry about it."

After all, Yuan Wuyou's confidence in his own abilities comes from the confidence given to him by his mother and his abundant martial virtues. And this Du Juan sister in front of him has a Han Chinese face, and looks weak and frail, but she has a straight back, but she doesn't look like a martial artist, right?

Yuan Wuyou couldn't help but doubt.

"Who are you exactly?"

Du Juan ignored her this time, just turned away and said lazily: "I didn't ask you about your background, so don't ask me."

At this moment, the steward in front noticed that the two of them had fallen behind, and came out and shouted, "What are you two doing standing there? Hurry up and catch up!"

"Hey, come on!"

After Du Juan finished speaking, she grabbed Yuan Wuyou's wrist and led her quickly into the gate of the inn.

What immediately came into view was someone dancing with strange movements and chanting ancient hymns in the wooden pavilion in the courtyard.

What was even more bizarre was that there were a dozen or so foreigners with different hair colors and western clothing praying in agreement.

It was clearly midsummer, and the wind outside the yard was hot just now, but as soon as you entered the yard, you felt a chill from the bottom of your heart.

Fortunately, the Han male manager who was leading the way in front did not let them stay in the courtyard, but led them directly into the main hall of the inn, calling it the "temple"!
Yuan Wuyou followed the girls all the way to the so-called temple and found that the ground in front of Rang County Inn had been flattened. It had been raining two days ago, but now it was dry and bare soil was exposed.

The road leading down from the steps at the entrance to another courtyard is covered with a red carpet with grape vine and rose patterns, a typical Western style pattern. It is for the boys and girls and "messengers of gods and Buddhas" who come and go to walk on it. What's even more strange is that with so many people walking on it, the carpet is not even speckled with dust.

When the flower-picking girls were about to enter the main hall where the music was endless, there were two red-haired dogs from the Western Regions guarding the door. They must be the so-called "Asuras".

The two guys sniffed each of the virgin girls who came in one after another, but they were not as rough as they were to the boys on the street just now. They just gave them a quick sniff and that was it.

People entered this door very quickly, but when they reached Yuan Wuyou, the red-haired Shura smelled it and shook his head, then went to Dujuan behind her.

Yuan Wuyou wanted to enter, but the steward held him back with his arm:
"Stop! It seems like there's something wrong with you! How did you get in? Are you not a virgin? Or are you not an Alpha blood?"

Yuan Wuyou was choked for a moment. Oh no, this Shura from the Western Regions has a nose that is sharper than a dog’s. How could he see this?
She was now extremely looking forward to their King Dangxiang suddenly appearing. Although she was in an awkward situation, at least he would not ask questions even though he already knew the answer.

While Yuan Wuyou was standing there in a daze, the manager leaned over to get close to her, sniffed her, and suddenly glared:

"Ok?"

The steward stood up straight and said to Yuan Wuyou, "Why do you smell so good? Who asked you to apply perfume?"

Before he finished speaking, Du Juan behind Yuan Wuyou stepped forward and smoothed things over for her:

"Sir, please don't! Now that we are here, it would be inappropriate to chase them away at the door. Since the messenger was able to choose my sister before, it must be the help of the gods and Buddhas. Don't act on your own and make a big mistake."

"Okay, I'll let you in. If you get kicked out or if you make the gods and Buddhas angry, it's none of my business. You can pay with your lives."

"That's for sure. I will never cause trouble for adults!"

Sister Dujuan smiled apologetically, bowed her hands, and invited the manager to come in.

Seeing how sensible she was, the manager nodded with satisfaction:
"Inside is the god Indra. All the girls chosen for Lord Shiva must pass through him. We cannot go in. You must be obedient and don't cause trouble."

After saying that, he walked behind the two of them.

Du Juan responded, grabbed Yuan Wuyou's wrist and walked into the room.

As soon as these flower-picking girls arrived at the main hall, their vision was divided into countless pieces by the golden brocade screen and the overwhelming gauze curtains.

There was a main seat as far as the eye could see, and Yuan Wuyou could only see a screen on the steps, and it seemed that there was a person sitting on it. The layers of yellow gauze in front of the person covered the half-hidden figure behind him.

From afar, someone seemed to be saying, "Welcome to the Tao."

She didn't hear clearly.

The girls in front of Yuan Wuyou were still filing in. Suddenly, the girls' exclamations came from behind the golden screen and layers of gauze curtains at the end of the hall. Someone even gave a charming and seductive command:

"Take off."

Then, a deep, emotionless voice commanded, "The Lord God told you to take off your bra."

A girl screamed in surprise: "Ah! Don't..."

"Spoiler. Kill."

The emotionless voice immediately echoed: "Yes!"

"Ah!" As the man started to speak, a scream came from behind the screen! With the dull sound of a sword hitting a person, blood gushed out, and then the frail body fell to the ground with a bang.

Blood covered the high platform and trickled down to the steps.

After that, all the girls standing at the bottom of the stairs shuddered at the same time, their faces filled with fear.

Obviously everyone guessed what happened.

The divine messenger inside the gauze tent was still giving cold orders:

"Next!"

With the previous experience as a lesson, the next girl burst into tears. As expected, as soon as she entered behind the screen, she screamed in pain and fell to the ground.

Until the people in front of Yuan Wuyou were killed and it was almost her turn, the people behind her went in together.

Looking inside, one could see blood gushing out on the steps, with the bodies of several half-naked girls lying on the ground.

Yuan Wuyou, who was standing behind him, lowered his head and pretended to be shivering and helpless.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was someone in front of her blocking the view, she was able to sneak a peek at the seat of honor. Next to a shirtless messenger of God wearing a skirt and pants was a man with bracelets, armlets, and anklets, his body covered in dazzling gold.

His skin was so white that it was almost transparent, and he was adorned with gold and gemstones all over his body, but apart from a shawl tied around his arm, he was not wearing a single piece of cloth.

When I looked at his face, I saw that he had blond hair, blue eyes, a high nose, deep eyes, and a pale complexion with a hint of rosy red. He was so exotic that it couldn't be more exotic.

Is he the legendary Indra?

The next moment, the blond man said lazily: "Welcome to Ashura Road."

As soon as these words came out, Yuan Wuyou's heart tightened instantly, thinking to himself, this is bad! Asura, isn't that the place where demons gather in the legends of Buddhism and various sects in the Western Regions? Could it be that these Western Regions Asuras have transformed Rang County into Asura Road?

As expected, the man changed the subject and ordered——

"Kids, take off your clothes."

The messenger next to them also threatened the girls, "Take it off!"

Only then did they realize that they were on a pirate ship, but it was too late. Everyone reached out their hands tremblingly, only Yuan Wuyou did not move, and lowered his head to secretly glance at the situation of the seat.

Her disobedience and incompatibility were naturally conspicuous.

When the blond man noticed it, he raised his long eyelids.

"The child at the back, look up."

When the girl raised her eyes, her brown eyes were wide open and her face was filled with fear.

So he was frightened silly?

Emperor Shitian, who was sitting on a dignified chair and leaning against a golden pillow, slowly stood up and walked down the stairs. "Tsk, a fake. Bad boy."

As soon as he approached Yuan Wuyou, he accurately tore off the belt around her waist that held the rose sachet.

At the same time, the rich rose scent on his body also wafted into Yuan Wuyou's nose, making him dizzy.

It was obvious that the silk ribbon tied around her waist was not the same as the belt, but this foreign monster deliberately tore off a piece of her belt.

Yuan Wuyou immediately grabbed his belt and looked up angrily.

Seeing her fierce eyes, without any trace of timidity from before, it was obvious that her wolf nature was revealed, but Emperor Shitian was very happy.

"It's this look that's just right!"