Qiao Wei watched the ghost king being caught by the other party, and heard the ghost king's whimpering sound, and her heart suddenly became a ball.
Her eyes turned cold, her bare hands were tightly clenched into fists, and the veins on her forehead were faintly exposed.
On the other side of the turbulent river, the ghost king was dragged ashore, and the group of holy masters pressed the ghost king to the ground. For such a clean ghost king, the entire mask sank into the mud, and his lips were stained with gravel.
They tied the ghost king with a bundle of red iron chains. The chains were made of unknown material. The ghost king let out a painful roar as if his soul had been scalded.
Qiao Wei's nails dug into her flesh bit by bit. Never before has anyone hated the Holy Cult as much as she does now. She hated Yuehua even when she grabbed her!
Seemingly aware of Qiao Wei's hatred, Gui Ji, who was about to leave, suddenly turned her head.
Gui Ji was wearing a dark red black suit and armor, and a helmet that almost covered most of her face, only revealing a pair of eyes full of hostility, and a chin that was so pale that there was no blood on it. On the chin was a dark red lip. valve.
The corners of her lips moved slightly, not like a smile, but more like a sneer.
She is provoking Qiao Wei!
Qiao Wei's fists were clenched.
Gui Ji
Just wait, it's time to blow your head off!
The rushing and swift river stopped not only Guiji and Shengjiao's disciples, but also Qiao Wei and her group. If the ghost king hadn't caught them in time today and threw them ashore one by one, they might have to fight against Qiao Wei. Like He Lanqing, Zheng was washed away by the flood.
But the person who saved them was captured by that bastard from the Holy Cult...
Yan Feijue slammed his fist on the tree: "Son of a bitch!"
Hai Shisan said, "Don't insult the dog."
Over there, after the ghost girl gave a provocative look, she left with the ghost king and the disciples of the holy religion.
Qiao Wei withdrew her gaze from Gui Ji: "Let's go back first, and then go to save the Ghost King after we have figured out a plan."
To them, the Ghost King is no longer just a big killer. He is a living person who loves to eat jelly beans, clean, climb trees and shake big butts. In the hands of those bastards, who knows what will happen
Qiao Wei led the way, Yan Feijue carried Yunzhu on her back, Hai Shisan carried her second senior sister on her back, and went back to the house without saying a word.
Every time her daughter went out, Qiao Zheng was so worried that she lingered at the door for a long time without doing anything. Finally, seeing her daughter came back, her hanging heart fell back to reality.
He glanced at several people: "Is Mrs. Yun injured? This is Little General Mu's sister, right? It can be regarded as being found, eh? Where is His Highness the Ghost King?"
Yan Feijue lowered his head.
Hai Shisan scratched his head: "I'll go see Little General Mu first."
Hai Shisan carried the second senior sister to General Mu's house, and Yan Feijue also sent Yunzhu back to his own house.
Qiao Zheng walked to Qiao Wei's side, looked at the door in confusion, and then looked up at the sky: "Where's the person?"
Qiao Wei sighed: "Abducted by the Holy Cult."
Qiao Zheng was taken aback: "What, what? Was he taken away by the Holy Cult? How could this happen?"
Qiao Wei briefly told her father about the duel.
After listening, Qiao Zheng fell silent.
On the other side, Little General Mu finally saw his sister. Of course, he also heard about Yunzhu and the ghost king. He didn't expect to get Yunzhu and the ghost king in order to save his own sister.
"Don't think too much about it." Qiao Wei entered the room with the freshly brewed soup, "My grandma's injury can be healed, and the ghost king can be saved."
Little General Mu looked at the medicine bowl she handed over, but he didn't reach out to take it.
"Want me to feed you?" Qiao Wei asked.
Little General Mu's ears turned red, he stretched out his left hand, took the medicine bowl that was no longer hot, and was about to drink it, but suddenly stopped.
Qiao Wei looked at him inexplicably: "What's wrong?"
"You..." He opened his mouth, "You don't owe me anything, there is really no need to do this."
Qiao Wei shook her head and said: "You think too much, it's not because of you that you want to go to Yuehua for a duel, although I can't deny that I really hope you can recognize your sister, but we and the Liangzi of the Holy Church have formed a relationship long before you Yes. When I returned to Yinzu, I met a woman who pretended to be me. She was a disciple of Yuehua, and the Temple of the Holy Maiden was also controlled by the Holy Cult. It has not been a day or two since Shengjiao wanted to annex the Yinzu , They still want to kill us and Yunzhu, so even without your sister, the situation between us and Shengjiao is inevitable. Besides, taking ten thousand steps back, your sister is a pure yin body, and the body in her body Poison pill is an excellent drug for Guiji to improve her skills, wouldn't it be more detrimental to us if she falls into the hands of the Holy Cult? What we do is at best to seize the other party's strategic materials."
General Mu said in a low voice, "You are just comforting me."
Qiao Wei smiled: "Okay, okay, just think I'm comforting you. You see, I've worked so hard, and I still have to try my best to comfort you. You haven't been comforted by me yet."
General Mu was dumbfounded for a while, then he lowered his eyes: "No, I was comforted."
After all, he drank the medicine in the bowl without leaving a drop.
He has always been bad at taking medicine, but now he wants to get better soon.
Qiao Wei put away the medicine bowl and went to the next door to look at Yunzhu. Qiao Zheng was also there, administering needles to Yunzhu.
Yunzhu forcibly carried Yuehua's three moves, it was because of her good foundation, if she changed to someone with poor foundation, her meridians would have already been broken.
"How is grandma?" Qiao Wei asked.
Qiao Zheng gave another injection and said: "The dantian is damaged, and I have to stay in bed recently. As long as it is well maintained, it can recover."
I'm afraid it won't be taken care of properly, Qiao Zheng added in his heart.
He could see that no one in this yard was obedient, so he let Yunzhu recuperate here, and he didn't know where he would go.
Qiao Wei glanced at Queen Yeluo at the side: "Don't worry, aunt will look after grandma, won't you, aunt?"
Queen Yeluo nodded like a pounding garlic!
Yunzhu looked at her daughter helplessly: "I was negligent this time, I didn't expect them to make a ghost concubine."
Qiao Wei asked puzzledly: "Grandma, I once heard from the senior disciples of the National Teacher Hall that dead men like ghost kings are not common, and I haven't seen them for hundreds of years. Why are there so many ghosts all of a sudden now?" ?”
"Dead warriors should not exist. Refining dead warriors is enough to damage the morality. Refining ghost kings..." Speaking of this, Yunzhu paused, took a weak breath, and jumped over even herself. He didn't even want to listen to it, and said, "Although there are poisons that can be substituted for refining the ghost king, they are not as good as poison pills, and every poison pill is a life. Not allowed."
So it suddenly opened up these years? Has there been any major change in the holy religion? Some people have also practiced forbidden techniques, and the policy of not opening up has also been carried out blatantly.
Qiao Wei wanted to ask, but she saw that Yunzhu didn't seem to want to mention the matter of the Holy Cult, so she put it back again.
Yunzhu looked at the gradually darkening sky, and said to Qiao Wei: "It's getting dark soon, and Miss Mu's family is probably going to have a seizure, go to Jing Yun to get some boy's urine, sprinkle it in front of the door and window, don't tell her to come out .”
Thinking of something, Qiao Wei asked: "Will she really die after taking out the poison pill?"
"Yes." Yunzhu said.
Qiao Wei was silent for two seconds: "Then she can only do this from now on?"
Yunzhu shook her head: "That's not true, I remember that she belongs to the Suxin sect, so her inner strength should be pretty good?"
Qiao Wei nodded: "Her martial arts are excellent."
Yunzhu said: "Then she can refine the poisonous pill by herself, and then slowly let the ghost king suck it out, but I never expected to encounter this kind of thing before, and I haven't carefully studied the method of refining, so I have to go to the holy religion try to find."
What this means is... If grandma wants, she can study a lot of sacred teaching materials
Qiao Wei stared blankly at Yunzhu.
Yunzhu glanced at Qiao Wei and said: "I know what you want to ask, I will still say that, when you should know, you will naturally know."
Qiao Wei then stopped asking any more questions, saying that she was not curious would be a lie, but there are some things that you know but can't change anything, it's better not to know.
While the two were talking, two little buns ran over. The two had been playing in the snow in the backyard, sweating profusely. As soon as they entered the house, they threw themselves into Qiao Wei's arms.
Qiao Wei was afraid of bumping into Qiao Zheng and Yun Zhu who were giving the needle, hugged them, and sat on the soft couch beside them.
The two looked at Yunzhu curiously, and asked in unison: "What's wrong with grandma?"
Qiao Wei said softly: "I'm not feeling well, let's not disturb grandma, come back tomorrow."
The two nodded obediently, jumped off the ground, greeted the three of Yunzhu, and took Qiao Wei's hand out of the room.
After going out, Wang Shu looked around and asked, "Where's Daddy the Ghost King? Why hasn't he come back?"
Qiao Wei didn't know when this girl recognized a "father" behind her back. It really is that the child has grown up and has ideas, unlike when she was three or four years old and asked her to decide everything.
My child, I really hope that he will grow up, but I am also afraid that he will grow up, that he will gradually need her less and less.
As for the matter of recognizing a father, Qiao Wei didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Having recognized a "Ghost King's Father", it's not like she recognized a "Ghost King's Mother". Her unique mother status is still stable!
It's just... how would she explain to her that the Ghost King was taken away by those innocent and expectant eyes
"Ghost King's father must have gone out to do some errands, and he will be back in a few days."
Jing Yun relieved Qiao Wei.
Wang Shu let out a sigh, believed it without any doubts, squeezed the small purse hanging on his waist, and said softly: "I left a lot of candy beans for the ghost king father, he can't come back too late , if it’s too late, I’ll… I’ll… I’ll eat it up.”
Qiao Wei touched her head: "Daddy Ghost King will come back, definitely will."
…
Holy religion, in the dark stone room, there is an iron stake on the floor in the center, and a man is tied with an iron chain on the iron stake. The man is wearing handcuffs and shackles. The four iron chains come from the lions inlaid on the walls on both sides. Spit it out of the head and bite the man's shackles.
The man struggled so violently that the iron chain was strangled into the flesh, and mottled blood flowed down the iron chain, some of which had dried up and fell to the ground into spots.
Opposite the man, stood Ghost Ji and two majestic saints.
There was a muffled bang, and the door of the stone room was slowly opened, and two burly men walked in—the man on the left was even taller, with a delicate face, wearing a spotless crescent white robe, floating on his body. The man on the right is wearing a gray toga with a silver belt. He is about fifty years old and has a little beard. His appearance is not as refined as the man beside him, and he looks more majestic and cold. Sober.
When the two entered the stone room, the two holy masters saluted respectfully: "Great holy master, Lord Yuehua."
The man called the Great Saint Master nodded lightly.
After the two entered the room, another man came in, who was the national teacher who hadn't seen him for a long time.
In terms of appearance, the national teacher is the oldest among the three, but in terms of status, he is the lowest among the three. Of course, compared to the other two holy teachers, the one who can control the blood moon bow He still seems to be much taller.
Gui Ji flashed to the side of the Great Sage Master, and the Great Sage Master gave her a poison pill with no expression on his face, which she happily accepted.
The great sage took a few steps forward, and the two sages stretched out their arms to stop him. The sage on the left said: "Great sage, please stay, he just fainted, and he woke up at some point. Too hot and it hurts."
The corner of Yuehua's lips twitched: "Having been chained by your Longxun chain for so long, can you still hurt someone?"
The Longxun chain is an iron chain specially used to deal with dead men. Ordinary dead men can be strangled to death by tying them twice. This ghost king, after several hours, can still hurt people with his hands.
The holy master looked at Yuehua displeasedly, and said: "I heard that he is the ghost king refined by Lord Yaoji. Could it be that Lord Yaoji is so capable in the eyes of Lord Yuehua? Can't you carry even a single Longxun chain?"
Yuehua smiled at the Great Sage Master: "Look, look, look, your disciples don't welcome me."
The great sage master glanced at the disciple, who lowered his head.
The Great Sage Master asked, "Tell me about his situation."
The saint said: "The sixth-order ghost king, he just broke through not long ago, and he has never taken poison pills after breaking through."
The Great Sage Master frowned and said, "If you haven't taken poison pills, how can you beat Gui Ji?"
All the dead soldiers rely on poison to break through to the ghost king. After breaking through, they need to continue to take it every day, otherwise their skill will drop sharply, and in the end, they will even fall below the level of the ghost king.
The holy master said: "Not only has he never taken poison pills, he has never even used the most basic poisons."
Gui Ji looked at the Ghost King jealously.
A gleam of light flashed across the eyes of the Great Saint Master.
Lord Yuehua smiled and said: "As expected of the treasure refined by Yao Ji, Great Saint Master, I will obey you when dealing with ghost kings, but when it comes to refining dead soldiers, if you have to obey Yao Ji."
Hearing this, the Great Saint Master was not only not annoyed, but said in great agreement: "It is indeed a rare treasure. Guiji's strength has a lot to do with her aptitude, but if there is no poison pill a day, she It will not break through to the seventh level so quickly."
And even if he breaks through to the seventh level and has an absolute advantage in level, he is still crushed by the ghost king in front of him. He really is the most powerful ghost king, and he is infinitely close to the existence of that one...
"Ghost Ji." The Great Saint Master said suddenly.
Gui Ji, who was drooling at the poison pill, heard what the master said, and reluctantly put away the poison pill.
The Great Saint Master glanced at the ghost king and said, "Hit him, let me see how much attack he can withstand."
Gui Ji seemed very satisfied with this proposal, stretched her muscles, and unceremoniously slapped the ghost king.
The ghost king's body shook violently, and he woke up slowly. He raised his sweaty head, and looked at the people in the room with Shura-like eyes.
The moment he looked at him, everyone felt their hearts tremble slightly.
Soon, Gui Ji's second palm fell.
The ghost king's body shook again, his breath gradually weakened, but there was still a long way to go before he was seriously injured and died.
A trace of satisfaction flashed across the eyes of the Great Saint Master.
The national teacher looked at the ghost king who was so beaten that he couldn't fight back, and frowned deeply.
Lord Yuehua smiled and said: "Don't break people."
Gui Ji raised her third palm, the Great Saint Master stopped her, walked up to the ghost king who could hardly stand up and could only hang on the iron chain, and snapped her fingers at Gui Ji.
Gui Ji stepped forward, knelt down on one knee, lowered her head, stretched out her right hand, and reverently touched the shoe surface of the Great Sage Master.
This is Gui Ji's submission.
The great sage master looked at the ghost king and said majesticly, "Did you see it? If you can recognize me as master, I will let you go."
The ghost king roared and rushed towards the Great Saint Master: "Roar—"
The two saints were so frightened that they each stood aside and tightened the iron chains on the wall. The iron chains suddenly tightened a bit, and the ghost king's flesh was twisted like knives.
The ghost king let out a painful roar.
From the beginning to the end, the great sage master never trembled his eyelids, and fixedly looked at the ghost king who had become hideous due to the pain: "You are not obedient, I have plenty of ways to make you obedient, but in that case, you will not be able to bear it." Stop suffering, have you thought about it?"
The ghost king roared: "Roar—"
The great sage made a gesture.
Two holy masters brought a jar of water, put on dark gold metal gloves, grabbed the Ghost King by the neck, and forced his head into the water.
A dead man is afraid of water, and this method can make him feel more afraid than stabbing him with a knife.
The two pressed enough and grabbed the ghost king's head.
The ghost king was trembling all over, but his furious eyes showed no sign of giving in.
The Great Sage Master said, "Come again."
The two pushed the ghost king in again.
The national teacher frowned.
Yuehua said with a playful smile: "Great Saint Master, don't you can't do it, I don't think Ji Mingxiu and those guys seem to be working so hard? Do you want to go to Mu Wang's Mansion to learn from them?"
The Great Sage Master said disdainfully: "There is no ghost king in this world that I cannot tame."
The great sage master made people intensify the torture. The water was not good enough, and people used dragon taming whips. Every time the whip hit the ghost king, it was like tearing his soul apart. The ghost king was in pain. The cold sweat came out.
I don't know how long the whipping took, the hands of the two holy masters were sore, the ghost king passed out several times, but every time he woke up, his expression didn't loosen at all, his eyes were full of the gaze of the great holy master.
The Great Saint Master gave him a cold look: "Shut up."
The ghost king was locked in a secret room without any light or sound. He couldn't perceive the passage of time, and the fear was like a wave of fear pressing down on him one after another.
He lay on the cold and hard floor, curled up with his bruised body, squeezed the only small jelly bean in his hand that had mostly melted away, and sobbed with grievance and fear.
…
Qiao Wei didn't close her eyes all night, and when she closed her eyes, it was the little eyes that made her heart throb with grievance when the ghost king was taken away. In terms of martial arts, he is a senior; but in terms of mind, he is not as good as Jing Yun and Wang Shu. Little furry child.
Qiao Wei tossed and turned all night, finally waited until dawn, and hurried to the back room.
A temporary bird's nest was built in the back room, and the golden eagle was lying in the nest, flapping its wings once and for all.
Qiao Wei removed the golden eagle's bandage and touched the healed wound: "Can I fly?"
The golden eagle fluttered its wings.
Qiao Wei put it on the new mechanism feet made by the leader, and it got used to it twice, and it was even easier to use than the previous ones.
Qiao Wei tied the written letter to its leg. In fact, Qiao Wei was not sure that she had been to the Holy Cult, but she just pointed it in the direction of Cloud City. Whether she can find the Third Highness depends on its fate.
The golden eagle flapped its wings and went.
…
The holy church in the morning is bathed in a vast expanse of white snow, sacred, majestic and full of simple and mysterious atmosphere.
In a stone building, His Highness the Third Highness, who always got up late, stayed in bed for the first time, and the serving servants filed in with breakfast.
Not long after, the voice of His Highness the Third Highness throwing plates and being furious came from the room: "Eat this every day! Am I a pig?! Don't you know how to get me something else to eat?!"
A female disciple who served him personally bowed down respectfully: "Third Highness, these are all new tricks made in the kitchen..."
His Highness the Third Highness frowned: "What new trick? Isn't it rabbit meat? Isn't it just fish porridge? Didn't I eat it yesterday? Didn't I eat it the day before yesterday?"
No, no...
The female disciple thought this in her heart, but she didn't dare to argue with her mouth.
"I don't want to eat this!" His Highness said unceremoniously.
The female disciple asked tremblingly: "Then... what does His Highness the Third Highness want to eat? I'll let the kitchen do it."
His Highness beat the table frantically and said, "The dishes in your kitchen are so unpalatable! I'm about to throw up! Where's my mother? I want to see my mother! I don't want to stay with you anymore! I want to go back! I want to go back! I want to go back! I want to go back!"
The female disciple didn't understand what provoked the always gentle Third Highness, why she got so angry so early in the morning
The huge movement alarmed the Great Saint Master who would pass by the stone building every day.
The Great Saint Master walked in: "What happened?"
The Third Highness snorted coldly!
The female disciple bowed her head and reported: "If you go back to the Great Sage Master, the Third Highness doesn't want to eat, saying...it's unpalatable."
His Royal Highness said angrily, "Is it just unpalatable? It's simply too unpalatable!"
The Great Sage Master asked, "What would Your Highness the Third Highness want to eat?"
His Highness the Third Highness said arrogantly: "I want to eat the Roasted Whole Lamb in Yeliang City! The time-honored shop on Nanteng Street! Go and get me a Roasted Whole Lamb there!"
The Great Saint Master said in a calm tone: "Third Highness wants to eat roasted whole lamb, and the master of Shengjiao will also do it."
The Third Highness rolled his eyes and said: "You masters here, the cooking skills are terrible! You didn't see that I lost weight! I don't want to eat your food! I want to go down the mountain! I want to go back to the palace! I want Meet my queen!"
The female disciple looked at the Great Saint Master in fear.
The Great Saint Master's eyes paused.
His Highness embraced his arms and said: "If you don't let me go, I will go on a hunger strike!"
The Great Saint Master twitched the corners of his lips: "Isn't it just a time-honored roasted whole lamb? His Highness the Third Highness likes it, so I'll let someone get it for you."
His Highness looked at the sky and said: "Not only is their roasted whole lamb delicious, but the haggis soup is also good, small milk skin and pies, and hot kumiss."
The Great Sage Master said: "Okay, I've made a note, and I'll let people buy it, and I promise to buy it all for His Highness the Third Highness."
His Highness snorted, "That's about the same!"
The great sage master left the house, and before leaving, he gave the female disciple a wink.
The female disciple followed out silently.
In a place where no one was around, the Great Saint Master asked her, "Why does the Third Highness want to leave all of a sudden?"
The female disciple speculated: "He's just greedy, so he deliberately made trouble to leave? You see, after you promised to buy him something, he stopped making trouble."
The eldest disciple thought for a while: "Who has he met in the past two days?"
The female disciple said firmly: "No."
The great sage master nodded and said: "Be good and take care of the third highness, don't make any mistakes."
"yes."
After the great sage master left, the female disciple went back to the room and cleaned up the things on the ground. The Third Highness cocked his legs and rolled his eyes once in a while. Stay to cause him bad luck.
After confirming that the female disciple was far away, His Highness the Third Highness fished out the golden sculpture from the cabinet, patted its head triumphantly, and let it out of the window.
In order to facilitate the infiltration of disciples of the Holy Cult, Qiao Wei deliberately lifted the martial law in the whole city.
When the two disciples of the holy religion arrived at the time-honored mutton restaurant on Nanteng Street, Hai Shisan, Qiao Zheng and Shi Qi, who had recovered from his injuries, had been waiting for a long time.
The disciple entered the tavern and asked the shopkeeper, "Can you roast whole lamb, haggis soup, small milk skin, pies and kumiss?"
The shopkeeper said with a smile: "Yes, yes, sir, do you want to dine in or go to the side room?"
"I'll take it away," said the disciple.
"Take it away? This..." the shopkeeper hesitated, "The small milk skin and kumiss are easy to take away, but the roasted whole lamb, haggis soup and pies are freshly made to taste!"
"Roasted whole lamb can be eaten cold." The disciple said that people of the Holy Cult often eat it this way.
Hai Shisan, dressed as a cook, walked over slowly, and said in Yeluo, who had only learned to memorize it all morning, "Young master, the roasted whole lamb in our shop can indeed be eaten cold, but the pies and haggis soup are really delicious." Do."
The shopkeeper said: "My lord, it's snowing these few days and there are few customers. If you... can afford the price, we can let the master come to your house to make it."
Thinking of the delicate Third Highness, the disciple frowned displeasedly and helplessly: "Well, take the sheep belt, and the cook too."
The shopkeeper said politely: "I'll get someone to prepare it right away, young master, come up and have a bowl of haggis soup first, there is no charge for it!"
The disciple went up to the second floor with the shopkeeper, and as soon as he entered the wing room, he was slapped from behind.
Hai Shisan looked at the disciple who fell on the ground, withdrew his palm, and carried him into the room.
The shopkeeper, to be precise, Qiao Zheng, Qiao Zheng hurriedly closed the door, opened the medicine box, took out tools, and made a human skin mask on the disciple's face.
Just as this side was finished, Shi Qi carried another disciple into the house.
Seventeen is a dead man, and he doesn't need to change his appearance. He can get into the holy religion by following behind a few people.
The three of them stripped off the clothes of the two disciples, took the jade tokens of the two disciples, and returned to Prince Mu's Mansion with the human skin masks they had made.
In Prince Mu's Mansion, Qiao Wei had already prepared a whole roasted lamb and the rest of the ingredients. The reason why it was roasted in advance was because she might not have so much time to consume when she arrived at the Holy Church.
The ingredients were loaded in one wagon, and they rode in another.
The coachmen are Hai Shisan and Yan Feijue respectively.
Several people sat in the carriage, carefully wearing human skin masks.
Wang Shu just woke up, holding the clothes and going to find his aunt to wear them for himself, but he smelled a delicious aroma of roasted lamb as soon as he went out.
Wang Shu took a deep breath and climbed into the carriage in a daze.
Jing Yun just came back from the latrine, saw his sister getting into the carriage, thought he was about to go out, so he also ran over on his short legs and climbed into the carriage panting.
Dabai saw the little bun getting into the carriage, so he followed suit.
Then Pearl went up too.
Hai Shisan didn't know that he was just wearing a mask in the car next door, and this "truck" was already full.
The horse was having a little trouble walking.
Hai Shisan: Well, I brought too many things!
Xiaobai, who had been a warm baby in his infancy for so long, finally couldn't hold back anymore. Knowing that they were going away again, he hurriedly chased them out, but when he took a closer look, he found that the carriage had gone far away.
Xiaobai finally couldn't help it, and cried out loud...
The golden eagle moved over step by step, spread its wings mightily and domineeringly, swallowed Xiao Bai into its mouth in one gulp, and flew up with flapping wings.