Taking out the small porcelain bottle marked "Golden Sore Medicine", Cui Zuojing finally pulled his hand away. He put Dong Zheng's arm on his shoulder and whispered, "Let's go."
"Someone is coming, go through the window." His hearing was strengthened, and Dong Zheng could clearly hear the footsteps of the other palace maids approaching. They should be carrying very heavy things, such as wooden buckets filled with water, and their footsteps were particularly heavy.
The window that used to be able to be flipped out with a stretch of hand became extraordinarily high, Cui Zuojing stepped on a stool to climb up, the two supported each other, and finally both feet touched the ground again.
The maids holding wooden barrels were coming, Dong Zheng and Cui Zuojing sneaked all the way against the wall, and successfully touched the palace wall again.
They were not so stupid as to go to the main entrance to try again, nor did they climb over the wall—the height of the wall was still a dream come true for the two of them who looked like this.
Dong Zheng dragged Cui Zuojing to squat in the small corner, and motioned Cui Zuojing not to make a sound.
Cui Zuojing didn't know what he was doing, so he waited obediently, the little girl's face was tight, which was Dong Zheng's most common serious expression. However, Jing felt cute.
How can a big man become like this... Cui Zuojing silently covered his face, this contrast is too cute!
Dong Zheng listened with bated breath, the sound information passed into his ears through solid, entered the core and was refined and processed by the cpu of the brain, all the tiny anomalies appeared in front of his eyes in an instant.
Dong Zheng opened his eyes, and stood up with his waist bent again: "There is a hole over there, go and have a look."
Cui Zuojing patted the soil on his buttocks and followed behind him. They touched the other end of the wall, pushed aside the wildly growing weeds in the corner, and they saw a dog hole.
"Is this all right?" Cui Zuojing was startled, "Brother, are you open to hanging?"
"Actually, it's not too difficult, as long as you build a model, it's a lot of mental load."
"Ah!" The screams and the sound of the bucket full of hot water hitting the ground came from the room just now, almost piercing the sky. They found the maid who had been knocked out.
"Go." Dong Zheng whispered, he motioned Cui Zuojing to go out first, followed behind the boy who was a little girl at this time, and climbed through the dog hole.
This should also be a very remote yard in the palace. Even if there was such a big movement, it did not attract other people to come. The long palace road leads to other courtyards.
The sound of the box resounded in my head again.
[Task Update: Dodge the Dark Guards to kill]
Chase
As soon as he thought about it, the new challenge target was introduced into Cui Zuojing's brain. The young man was embarrassed and whispered, "So do you still need to find a place to hide? Then when will you hide?"
Although he said this, Cui Zuojing and Dong Zheng left the place before the palace servants in Wenxuan Garden came out to look for it.
Lin Hangzhi was sitting in front of the hall, the maid served tea for him with low eyebrows and pleasing to the eye, and the little boy knelt beside him and waited. The flames of countless bright lamps danced, and the strange machines made of wood looked like arms. From the wall behind the seat Leaning out, grabbed the fan, and hit Lin Hangzhi with a fan.
The hem of the layers of clothing fell naturally on the ground, the black and white tai chi pattern was sewn on the feet of the robe, and the cushion under the buttocks was very soft and comfortable, but due to the excessive tension, Lin Hang felt extremely tired.
On the carpet in the center of the hall, sat a woman made of the same wood. She tied her hair in a bun, and her wood-colored "skin" was painted with heavy makeup of piano skills. She played the guqin with two arms, and the position below the waist was traversed by a wooden board with wheels. Four hands stretched out from under the board to tap the dulcimer, and the other two hands behind her played the lute. The cooperation of the six arms was exquisite. Only one person can make a wonderful ensemble effect.
Numerous graceful dancers danced gracefully, with willow waists and red lips, and their eyes widened.
"This is a new musical instrument that the sage ordered from the Tianji Department. Only one person can play three or even four musical instruments. The sage needs to listen to it for a while every night." The maid who served tea respectfully asked, "National Normal University How do people feel?"
"Not bad." Lin Hangzhi stared at the thing, took a sip of the tea, the expression between his brows and eyes was very light, and he pretended to be invisible.
A national teacher or something, you should be very cool and calm.
It is not the first time that Lin Hangzhi has entered the challenge box. His previous experience told him that it is best to implement the initial identity and characters given by the box. There is no place to cry.
Every joint of the wooden musician is very flexible, especially the hands, which are almost the same as real people. During the time he came to the box, he saw a lot of similar devices, some kind of automatic fan fan machine, using mechanical horses. The car, and the mechanical bird that can fly, it is simply the wooden cow and the horse of Zhuge Liang in the rumor.
This country seems to be very good at wooden machinery with tenon and mortise structure. In short, it has carried forward the Mohist institutions of ancient China to an almost magical extreme.
It's a bit like steampunk in the West, an explosion of imagination based on a certain scientific basis, but compared to steam, these things don't know what to drive.
He was called by the emperor. Lin Hangzhi listened to Qu'er and silently touched the sharp knife hidden in his wide sleeve.
"Master National Teacher, sage, please." Father-in-law came out from behind the heavy curtain. His wooden left hand was exposed in his sleeve robe, and one of his eyes was not original. It was strange how he looked.
Lin Hangzhi stood up, and under the guidance of his father-in-law, he opened the curtain and walked in.
The emperor on the bed was almost a puddle of meat, accompanied by a few beautiful women half-clothed, the huge contrast was simply disgusting.
Lin Hangzhi struggled to identify where the emperor's head was, and bowed, "Your Majesty."
"Master Guo Shi doesn't need to be too polite." The emperor waved his hand with difficulty, and with the help of the three concubines, he barely sat up, and stared at Lin Hangzhi with a pair of eyes that were squeezed so hard that he could barely see. Sir, how is the refining of medicinal herbs?"
Lin Hangzhi said without changing his expression: "It's already at the final stage, I think it will be finished early next month."
The Great Demon King Roshan nodded, and emphasized that it was uncomfortable to listen to: "I heard that four people ran out last night?"
"It's the negligence of the poor."
"The national teacher doesn't need to blame yourself. I have already sent someone to arrest it. Although the national teacher can refine it with peace of mind, when the elixir is refined, I will definitely reward it."
The national teacher asked some more about alchemy, and Lin Hangzhi gave him a fool. The overweight body put a great load on the heart. It didn't take long for the emperor to get tired, and Lin Hangzhi took the initiative to retire.
He secretly touched the dagger in his sleeve again. The task released by the box has been dormant in the upper left corner of his field of vision, reminding him all the time.
[Challenge Mission: Kill the Emperor]
Just like many emperors in history, this one also pursued immortality crazily. He recruited many alchemists and ordered them to refine the elixir of immortality. The Taoist priest Lin Hangzhi is now playing visited the emperor at the beginning of the year and claimed to be able to refine the real elixir of life.
Judging from Lin Hangzhi's professional level, the national teacher is almost the Donkey Emperor's. This emperor will definitely not live for too long. Years of excessive obesity and indiscriminate consumption of medicinal herbs have caused many organs in his body to gradually fail. This kind of failure It has already reached the point where it can be observed from the surface, showing how serious it is.
If the emperor returns to the west before the elixir of life is made, the national teacher will not only have no sins, but also continue to enjoy the glory and wealth.
So the national teacher used a lot of means to delay the time of refining the medicinal pills. For example, in addition to the traditional medicinal medicinal materials, he also had to use a special material—500 boys and girls.
He collected the blood of these children, condensed and concentrated them, and told the emperor, who was bent on immortality, that only by collecting the essence of young children's lives could he be able to refine the most perfect elixir.
Anyway... it's all a lie. He has seen those materials, such as red gold, green gold, white wax, black gold, cinnabar realgar, letter stone, empty green sand... In fact, they are various compounds of copper, lead, iron and sulfur, and only danshui mercury sulfide. Let’s talk about it, it’s extremely poisonous, it’s weird if you don’t die if you eat it.
There are too many people, the assassination of the emperor cannot be completed now, what should we do
Or... just find a reason to give him a pill to poison him? Anyway, at the level of my modern medicine, it is easy to get some poison.
Lin Hangzhi walked out with a lot of thought, and suddenly his foot slipped. When he subconsciously wanted to adjust his body shape, his left foot stepped on his right foot, and he slapped the whole face down on the ground.
The colorful porcelain vase on the shelf on the side swayed unsteadily, fell under the terrified eyes of the father-in-law, and hit Lin Hang on the back of the head accurately.
"Master National Teacher!"
"grown ups!"
"Quick! Quickly call the imperial doctor!"
Before fainting, all that remained in Lin Hang's consciousness were the chaotic shouts of everyone in the room.
"Hu... Hu, Hu..."
Dong Linhai swiftly turned into the large tank full of water, and clenched the metal sheet in his hand. These tanks were distributed all over the palace, and they were all filled with water, so that the water could be put out as soon as possible.
The footsteps of the chasing soldiers gradually faded away, and when the sound disappeared completely, Dong Linhai quietly emerged from the water tank and took a deep breath to climb out.
He was soaked all over, but fortunately it wasn't cold yet, otherwise he might freeze to death directly outside.
What are you doing? Silently complaining, Dong Linhai walked into the nearest courtyard. The location where he is now is probably a cold palace, and there is no one like it. Compared with other places, the inner walls and the house are also tattered.
The challenge quest of [Escape from Chase and Kill] has been completed and gradually disappeared, and there is no new quest for the time being.
Dong Linhai observed it in front of the window. The room didn't look like anyone, but there was a mixed smell of rancidity and mold.
Linhai was desperate. In this situation, he had better find a place to fix it and wait for the release of the next challenge mission.
So he turned the window and entered the room.
The ground stirred up dust, Dong Linhai covered his mouth and coughed twice, watching the surroundings vigilantly.
As if no one was there, Dong Linhai turned around to make sure there was no danger. He pulled the three-legged chair next to him and sat down. At the same time, he rummaged through the boxes to see if there was anything he could use.
Many drawers are locked, but these metal locks are not the same to Dong Linhai. With a light stroke of his finger on them, the locks are melted and deformed, and they can no longer work. He can only let Linhai open the drawers.
He can now master the ability very flexibly to bend the spoon. This ability is no longer the funny look it used to be.
The house should have belonged to an adult woman before. Dong Linhai looked down at his short figure, sighed, and could only search for it.
Who calls himself a little girl now