I was favored by the evil god, and I became a white-bone bodhisattva.

If he investigates and reports that the ginseng spirit was indeed released by the two men, he will definitely be punished.

"I still need to talk to Tangtang about this matter, and we should figure out a solution together."

As soon as these words came out, a divine light flashed before Feng Shouze's eyes, and a god with silver chains wrapped around his body looked at him with a puzzled look.

This case is so unusual that even the God of Hell himself is paying close attention to it.

And the fact that He showed up now clearly shows that He thinks Feng Shouze's way of handling the matter is extremely inappropriate.

"My colleague obviously made a mistake. He put all his focus on the disciple from the clay figurine workshop."

Feng Shouze bowed respectfully to the Prison God and said with a wry smile, "But the other little girl involved in this case is actually the master of the Sang Kingdom, a legitimate immortal!"

............

At first, Feng Shouze was not clear about the girl's identity and only thought that she was a practitioner traveling along the way.

But later, Master Tangtang became more and more famous in Zhao State, and Feng Shouze was not a fool. After a little verification, he found out that the two were actually the same person.

"It is difficult to disobey the king's order, but this matter involves the immortals, so we can only discuss it."

After Feng Shouze explained the situation, a hint of helplessness flashed in the eyes of the God of Hell.

In this world, apart from certain powers beyond specifications that can make the immortals feel awe, nothing else works!

King's order?

Haha, that master from the Sang Kingdom is not like me, who is controlled by King Zhao because of his desire to establish a religion.

At most, she can just walk away after making a big fuss. Who can do anything to her?

With a slight nod to Feng Shouze, the God of Hell disappeared.

After removing the iron chains from his arms and disguising himself, Feng Shouze quietly came to a small town.

A certain guru was strolling around the town at that time, and when he saw him he immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Uncle Feng, have you changed your business to selling candied haws?"

"Haha, I came here specifically to see you. Let's talk for a moment."

After stuffing a candied haws into the girl's mouth, Feng Shouze invited her to a private room in the best restaurant in town.

"Tangtang, do you still remember the land religion?"

Seeing the little girl nod, Feng Shouze told her the whole story.

..........

"But, Grandpa Ginseng and Little Ginseng Baby have really left."

Tangtang said rather depressedly: "Why doesn't King Zhao believe it?"

The king and you are completely different people. Especially after that serious illness, he began to assume the worst of people's hearts.

Although he thought so, Feng Shouze would never say it directly.

"The king is rather stubborn. He only believes in what he believes. My idea is to simply report that the two ginseng essences have been stewed by you, so that the king won't be obsessed with it."

Hearing this, the little girl shook her head repeatedly.

She felt that no matter whether King Zhao believed it or not, she should tell the truth.

"Although you are not afraid of the king, it is not good to be always on his mind." Feng Shouze advised: "The less trouble the better, right?"

"Tangtang is not afraid of trouble, and she also wants to meet King Zhao."

After the little girl expressed her wish to borrow troops for the Sang Kingdom, Feng Shouze could not help but say, "If you really have those two ginsengs, this might work. But if you want to convince the king with empty words, it will be impossible."

There is no ginseng, but there is ginseng root.

Tangtang took out six ginseng roots from the package, saying that it was a thank-you gift from the ginseng grandpa.

Feng Shouze thought for a while and said slowly: "I can't say how things will develop in the end. But after I report this matter, the king will definitely send an envoy to negotiate with you."

"Then I'll leave it to Uncle Feng!"

After the little girl said this with a smile, Feng Shouze waved his hand to indicate that he was the one who had something to ask.

"I can't report it like this, otherwise the king will think I'm a traitor."

"Tangtang, could you please have a fight with the God of Hell? Just a fight until the end."

......

The job may not be done properly, but your attitude must be impeccable.

In short, one must do his best to fight with the immortals and leave King Zhao speechless.

Two days later, the Iron Prison detectives from ten towns and five cities were urgently transferred here.

They entered the town with solemn expressions and came to the inn where they had received news early on that no one was there except for a little girl.

wow-

The iron chains were connected in series, quickly forming a square cage that trapped the immortals in the inn.

"..."

Of course, the Iron Prison detectives themselves don’t believe this.

Even though they made such a big fuss, they knew very well that they were not the protagonists this time and everyone was just there to make supporting contributions.

"Please come, God of Hell!"

Led by Feng Shouze, all the detectives shouted in unison.

Suddenly, a thunderclap sounded above the inn, and the God of Hell, with divine light shining all over his body, broke through the roof and landed directly in front of the little girl.

Tangtang looked at the Hell God curiously, especially at the silver rope wrapped around His body.

This silver rope is extraordinary and is a powerful magic weapon that surpasses the bowl of fixation.

"Hello~"

After taking a quick look, the little girl greeted the Hell God in a friendly manner.

Seeing this, the Hell God's tense body relaxed slightly, and he nodded to Tangtang with a smile.

"Tangtang doesn't know how to fight, you have to let Xiaobai fight with you, wait a moment!"

After saying that, the little girl ran to the next room.

Not long after, a mysterious man in a cloak pushed the wall open and came to the God of Hell with a monstrous demonic energy.

Chapter 282: Trusting someone else

Since they had agreed to stop at a certain point in advance, and Xiaobai discovered that the strength of the Prison God was not at the same level as his own, he was a bit perfunctory at first.

But it soon discovered that the Hell God's strength was indeed average, but his silver rope was really strong!

wow-

Silver ropes flew over and tightly bound the White Bone Demon.

Xiaobai had already gained a huge increase in strength, but its current strength was not enough to break the silver rope.

If pure force doesn't work, then use demonic energy to corrode it.

A thought flashed through Xiaobai's mind, and strands of pure demonic energy spread across the surface of the silver rope.

However, the next moment, a "hissing" sound was heard, similar to that of cold water being poured on red-hot iron.

Amidst the shining light, the silver rope swept away all the evil energy attached to his body.

This magic weapon is too powerful. Perhaps the God of Hell obtained it by chance.

Thinking of this, Xiaobai grinned at the smug god, and then suddenly fell apart.

The bones fell to the ground, leaving only a cloak entangled by silver ropes.

After being freed from their restraints, the bones gathered into a skeleton in the blink of an eye.

Xiaobai came up to the unsuspecting Prison God and put a finger on His forehead.

"..."

Although it was impossible for the Bone Demon to kill the God of Hell with just one finger, the latter had indeed lost in the contest that ended in a point-to-point fight.

A hint of unwillingness emerged on the face of the Hell God, but He soon sighed, took a step back, and bowed slightly to Xiaobai to show His surrender.

"I declare"

"Xiaobai wins this game!"

Seeing Tangtang running towards him, Xiaobai immediately turned into a relic and flew into her arms.

"Let's go, Tangtang will take you shopping."

After waving to the God of Hell, the little girl came to the outside of the inn.

When they saw her, the faces of the Iron Prison detectives guarding outside changed drastically.

The agreement was just a stopgap, and only Feng Shouze knew about it among the Iron Prison Divine Detectives.

These people watched the God of Hell enter the inn, but in the end only Master Sang walked out. For a moment they felt like they were falling into an icy cave.

"Why are you panicking? We still have God's grace, please let us go!"

Feng Shouze, who issued the order, has the highest rank among the crowd. Moreover, the divine grace still exists, which means that the God of Hell is not dead.

After looking at each other, everyone silently made way for the little girl.

........

Feng Shouze's urgent report was sent to the palace overnight. After Prince Zhao read it over and over again, he quickly restored the "truth".

It turns out that the detective and the disciples of the clay figurine workshop were just put forward as targets, and the real mastermind behind the scenes was Master Sang Guo.

In order to live up to the king's order, Feng Shouze asked the God of Prison to fight against the little girl.

Unfortunately, the God of Hell was ultimately no match for the Immortals and was defeated miserably.

However, Master Tangtang did not make things difficult for the God of Hell. Instead, he conveyed his intention to trade through the latter.

There is no ginseng, but there is ginseng root.

The six ginseng roots must be exchanged for Zhao's troops to aid Sang. No bargaining will be accepted.

"Humph, what reincarnation of Bodhisattva, what master of Sang country, they are so hypocritical and stingy!"

King Zhao looked annoyed. He held two precious ginsengs in his hands, but was only willing to give him a few ginseng whiskers as a reward.

This is simply unreasonable!

But thinking about it the other way around, does this mean that Sangguo doesn't actually have much weight in her heart?

Otherwise, at least a whole ginseng should be exchanged for it.

"No, that's not right. It's possible that she was afraid that I would ask for too much, so she deliberately lowered the price."

All kinds of thoughts flashed through King Zhao's mind, and before he knew it, his brows had been wrinkled into the shape of the Chinese character "川".

"Someone is coming"

After calling the eunuch on duty, King Zhao was speechless for a moment.

After thinking it over again and again, he finally said in a deep voice: "Go, invite Palace Master He!"

........

King Zhao was determined to get those two precious ginsengs, and in his view, the so-called "no bargaining" was just a bargaining strategy.

It is inevitable to send an envoy to negotiate with the other party, and as for the choice of envoy...after much thought, only He Jianjiao is the most suitable.

The last time, He Jianjiao had a very unpleasant argument with King Zhao, and the latter was actually not very willing to look for him.

However, the king is sometimes helpless and needs to compromise with reality.

Half an hour later, He saw Jiao coming hurriedly.

"The king summoned me late at night, but what strange thing happened in the palace?" he asked straight to the point.

“Everything is normal at the palace”

Looking down at the immortals below, King Zhao suddenly asked, "I heard that the Palace Master has a good relationship with Master Tangtang?"