The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 197 Ji Zhao
Yin Ruihua could not forget those eyes.

The owner of the big hands led the celestial beings to lock up Emperor Jianwen, brought him to the Xiaoling Mausoleum, and dug up the tomb with his own hands.

Emperor Jianwen watched them dig the tomb, watched them put themselves into the coffin, and watched them close the coffin lid.

Until the moment the coffin lid was closed, Yin Ruihua could still see those eyes looking at him coldly.

It was because of the fear those eyes brought him that he had not stepped out of the imperial mausoleum for more than a hundred years and had been guarding it here.

Now, he is out of trouble.

The illusion in front of Yin Ruihua suddenly disappeared.

Then, he finally returned to the imperial tomb.

Those eyes were right in front of him.

Just like before, he lowered his head and looked between his chest and abdomen.

There, stood his white spine, no longer covered with flesh and blood.

"His Majesty……"

How can a mere spine support the upper body? Yin Ruihua's pupils trembled and his body suddenly bent.

The mummy stretched out its bloody hands and caught his upper body.

"Yin, Ai, Qing."

The mummy slowly opened its mouth, revealing sparse teeth and blackened gums.

"I don't blame you."

puff!
The mummy suddenly lowered its head, opened its mouth, and bit Yin Ruihua's neck hard!

"Ho! Ho—"

Yin Ruihua suddenly woke up, and used his true energy to hit the mummy on the back, causing blood and flesh to fly and intestines to rip apart, but the mummy still kept drilling deep into his neck.

Click, click.

That was the sound of the mummy's teeth gnawing on Yin Ruihua's cervical vertebrae!

Yin Ruihua struggled frantically, but he had been broken into two pieces, his true energy was exhausted, and he could not continue.

at last.

bang.

Yin Ruihua's head drooped limply.

The mummy did not raise its head, but remained buried in Yin Ruihua's cavity, sucking hard.

Yang Lizhang's expression was extremely ugly, he turned to look at Ji Tianrui.

"This is...Emperor Jianwen!?"

"Isn't this really some demon suppressed under the imperial mausoleum?!"

Ji Tianrui, however, still had a calm demeanor. She was raised by the Miao King and had seen more bizarre and bloody things than ten thousand people in the martial arts world combined in their lifetimes, so she didn't care at all.

"He is indeed Emperor Jianwen."

"The grandson of Emperor Taizu and the nephew of Emperor Chengzu."

"However, it can also be said that he is indeed a demon suppressed by Emperor Chengzu in the imperial mausoleum."

"A demon used to protect the Zhu family's world."

Yang Lizhang frowned, and Ji Tianrui chuckled and continued.

"Do you know why Emperor Chengzu launched the war to quell the rebellion?"

Yang Lizhang shook his head.

"At that time, my ancestor had been murdered by the emperor. My Yang family retreated to Jianghu with the help of the Ming Cult, and we were not aware of the secrets in the palace. Didn't you say it was because of the reduction of the feudal fiefdoms?"

"not quite."

Ji Tianrui shook her head.

"Did you see Yin Ruihua's look just now? He is a hero who fought with Emperor Taizu and conquered the world. He has experienced so many life-and-death battles. How could he not have the courage to fight to the death?"

"You said that he might have been so frightened that he couldn't move, so he allowed Emperor Jianwen to slaughter him?"

Yang Lizhang suddenly turned his head to look at Emperor Jianwen, then turned back to look at Ji Tianrui.

"Yes--"

Ji Tianrui nodded.

"Yes, although it is an evil path, it is indeed one of the lost heavenly realms. And it is the most core one."

"The 'state of mind' among the heart, spirit and mind - tranquility and enlightenment."

"The 'Silent Illumination' formed by the piled-up corpses of countless celestial beings and Zhu's family members."

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Li Miao, who was standing on a tree branch watching the fun in the distance, was now slowly rubbing his eyebrows and sighing deeply.

"It's really, it never ends..."

"When the reigning emperor makes a mistake, another one is dug out from the grave...You Zhu family are really something, old mother Zhu wears bras, one after another."

"strong."

Li Miao certainly didn't know Emperor Jianwen. His deeds and portraits had been erased from history books by Emperor Chengzu, and the files of the Imperial Guard were no exception. Not to mention that dry face that looked like tree bark, only Yin Ruihua could recognize him by just looking at his eyes.

But, didn’t he run out of the tomb in the Xiaoling Mausoleum wearing a dragon robe? Even a fool should have known that he was an emperor.

Furthermore, judging by his stature, he was clearly not in his seventies when Emperor Taizu died. He was not yet an emperor who had been passed down from generation to generation and had not yet been buried in his own mausoleum.

Who else could it be except Emperor Jianwen?

After thinking silently for a while, Li Miao looked up again at Emperor Jianwen who was sucking Yin Ruihua's corpse.

His expression became serious for the first time.

He saw something that Ji Tianrui and Yang Lizhang did not see.

Li Miao also vaguely saw a glimpse of the illusion of mountains of corpses and seas of blood that Yin Ruihua had seen.

After Li Miao killed Yun Zelin on Mount Tai, he fell asleep in the main square of Taishan Sect. Then the three leaders Zhou Yingxue, Zhang Jingfeng and Deng Baixuan walked into the main square.

At that time, the three masters saw an endless black sand beach, a vast black ocean, and a storm slowly rolling above the sea.

Afterwards, the three masters told Li Miao about this matter. Because it was related to his "eight-hour work system", Li Miao also asked about it in detail and then carefully wrote down the situation at that time.

After Emperor Jianwen appeared, Yin Ruihua stood there in a daze, allowing Emperor Jianwen to dig out the flesh and blood from his abdomen without any resistance, as well as the illusion that appeared beside him. This immediately reminded Li Miao of this matter.

After arriving in Dashuo, Li Miao has been trying to figure out the origin of his golden finger.

He is not the kind of person who would be content to accept a thing of unknown origin staying in his mind.

Even though this thing had no self-will at all and had never shown any information, as if it was just a special physique of his, Li Miao was not careless at all.

However, after years of exploration, apart from figuring out some of the working mechanisms of this thing, which allowed Li Miao to perform some operations such as "adjusting rest" and "returning to the realm", he still found nothing about the origin of this thing and the reason why it appeared on Li Miao.

If you don’t understand, you will never feel at ease.

Therefore, when a similar situation occurred around Yin Ruihua, Li Miao immediately became alert and stared at Emperor Jianwen with his eyes.

Perhaps by some strange coincidence, he could get the answer he had been looking for on the 27th New Year after coming to Dashuo.

But Li Miao will not act rashly.

Yin Ruihua was not one of those worshippers. He was a real celestial being who was qualified to fight with Li Miao, but he died so hastily at the hands of Emperor Jianwen. Li Miao would not run over and fight desperately.

If anything happens, we must first find out the situation.

At this time, Yin Ruihua's body was gradually drying up.

Finally, Emperor Jianwen raised his head and threw Yin Ruihua's body to the ground.

Yin Ruihua's body fell to the ground like a dried corpse that had been dried for decades, and was broken into several pieces. The face of Emperor Jianwen was no longer as shrunken as before. Although it looked only slightly plumper, some of his features could be seen from his eyebrows and eyes.

Suddenly, Emperor Jianwen turned his head to look at Yang Lizhang, and actually walked towards Yang Lizhang slowly.

Ji Tianrui quickly stepped forward, blocking Emperor Jianwen's view of Yang Lizhang.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Yang uses the secret Shaolin method, which is not suitable for your Majesty, just like me."

At this time, Ji Tianrui chuckled.

"If your majesty is hungry, you may wait a moment."

"The Emperor should have received the news soon and sent the celestial beings over. Your Majesty can use them."

When Emperor Jianwen heard Ji Tianrui's words, he turned to look at Yang Lizhang and looked him up and down as if he was selecting meat on the chopping board.

After a while, he nodded, turned and walked out of the Xiaoling Mausoleum.

"No problem."

"Also, there is Xiaoling Wei."

After sucking Yin Ruihua's blood, he spoke more clearly. But after all, he had only grown some flesh and blood, so he still spoke word by word.

Emperor Jianwen's steps seemed slow but were actually fast, and in the blink of an eye he arrived at the gate of Xiaoling Mausoleum.

Just as he was about to step out the door.

Suddenly, there was a sound of dense footsteps coming from the forest outside the Xiaoling Mausoleum.

"Don't move! Trespassing into the Xiaoling Mausoleum is a capital crime punishable by the death of all nine generations of your clan! Don't resist!"

Zhu Shoujing walked out of the dense forest with a knife in hand, followed by several celestial beings.

Further back, thousands of Xiaoling guards had formed a battle formation, three people in a group, forming the Three Talents Formation. They were wearing swords and knives, and their waists were full of lassoes, kerosene, light crossbows and other items, surrounding the surrounding area.

The Xiaoling Guards had been trained to deal with celestial masters, and although this was their first time using them, they were already familiar with the technique and had blocked all the directions of Emperor Jianwen's attack. As long as Zhu Shoujing and the celestials could delay for a while, the Xiaoling Guards could form a siege.

No matter whether they are from two groups or one group, the Xiaoling Guards are fully confident that they can keep them.

Zhu Shoujing walked to the front and looked at Emperor Jianwen carefully.

"It is a capital crime to make a dragon robe privately! It is even more of a capital crime to disturb the Emperor Taizu's rest! You can't get away, why don't you surrender and not implicate your wife and daughter? How do you do that?"

He slowly drew out his sword and pointed it at Emperor Jianwen.

"I'll only say this once, squat down! I'm going to give you one last word of advice, so don't take it as a warning!"

Zhu Shoujing stared at Emperor Jianwen, waiting for him to make any move, and then he would lead his celestial beings to surround and kill him.

The Xiaoling Guard has been guarding the imperial mausoleum for more than a hundred years. They have no shortage of strong soldiers or celestial beings, so they have the confidence!

After a while, Emperor Jianwen raised his head and walked slowly towards Zhu Shoujing.

He was originally inside the door, and the moonlight was blocked by the porch, so Zhu Shoujing could only see the edge of his dragon robe. Now when he raised his head, his mummy-like face was instantly exposed in the moonlight.

"!!!"

After Zhu Shoujing saw Jianwen's face clearly, he was also shocked for a moment.

"Is that human being?"

Zhu Shoujing said in surprise.

As he spoke, Emperor Jianwen had already walked closer.

Zhu Shoujing also raised his right hand high, ready to order the siege and killing of Emperor Jianwen at any time.

Twenty feet.

As long as Emperor Jianwen got within a distance of twenty feet, the Xiaoling Guards would be able to surround and strangle him immediately!

At this moment, there was only ten feet left. Zhu Shoujing's hand was ready to strike at any time.

Just when Zhu Shoujing's hand was about to fall.

Swish!
Emperor Jianwen disappeared in front of Zhu Shoujing.

A hoarse and condensed voice came from behind Zhu Shoujing.

"Xiao, Ling, Wei..."

"You also want to rebel?"

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"Your Majesty, the commander asked me to report this."

The captain of Xiaoling Guard knelt outside the door and said.

He was good at martial arts and traveled with great ease. By the time Li Miao and the five priests had decided the winner, he had already arrived in the capital.

It was late at night, and ordinary people were definitely not allowed to enter the city, let alone the palace. But he was holding the badge of the commander of the Xiaoling Guard, so he was allowed to pass all the way, and in a few moments he appeared outside the emperor's bedroom.

Inside the room, the emperor was slowly kneading his brows.

"You just said that the loud noise came from two directions?"

"Yes."

"Besides my mausoleum, there is also the Xiaoling Mausoleum?"

"Yes."

"Didn't you see Wang Zhi?"

"No, Eunuch Wang has not shown up yet. Maybe he has met with an accident."

The emperor remained silent and asked no more questions.

"I understand. You can leave now."

"Yes."

The captain of the Xiaoling Guard stood up, and a eunuch took him to rest.

"Let Huang Jin come over."

said the emperor.

"Yes."

After a while, a eunuch in a dragon robe walked quickly into the room and knelt down.

"His Majesty."

"Huang Daban."

The emperor said slowly.

"I'm afraid something happened at the Xiaoling Mausoleum."

"Take twenty worshippers with you and go investigate."

"remember."

said the emperor.

"If you encounter someone claiming to be Emperor Jianwen, or a woman with outstanding appearance who calls herself Ji Tianrui or Ji Tianrui, or someone from the Yang family."

"If you encounter these three... kill them without mercy!"

"Yes!"

Huang Jin took the order and left.

The emperor did not continue to rest, but sat quietly beside the bed.

After a while, he chuckled.

"Ah."

(End of this chapter)