King Li gradually raised his brows as he listened to his report.
Compared to the other two, Zhang Chen was much more suspected. Many animal carcasses were found in the well in his backyard; for the other two, only some weird books were found at home.
King Li interrupted his subordinate's report and asked him to call Fang Shan.
The subordinate was about to leave when he was suddenly stopped: "How about the gift prepared for the Queen Mother?"
King Li had started preparations for the Empress Dowager's birthday more than half a year ago. After a lot of effort, he found a piece of jade of excellent quality and ordered someone to carve it into a jade Buddha.
"Go back to your lord, the craftsman has carved it two days ago and is waiting for you to check it when you return."
King Li thought for a while: "The jade is more than enough. There should be a lot of leftovers left. You can have it carved into a jade pendant and give it to Fang Shan."
At any rate, the other party helped him solve the rumor about his habit of cutting off his sleeves, so he should be rewarded.
The subordinate was dumbfounded. He was rumored to be a cuckold. As the culprit, he could still get a reward. After contacting his master, he was impressed by the handsome Zhang Chen. The subordinate immediately concluded that King Li's attitude towards people was purely based on their appearance.
With this knowledge, he cruelly pulled off the black scarf: "Your Highness, look at me."
He has been a loyal guard for so many years and has never been rewarded. He is fairly confident in his looks, and he might be able to win the prince's favor.
King Li frowned, wondering what this subordinate was doing.
"Your Majesty, please take a closer look." The subordinate blinked.
In fact, he is very masculine and will soon promote himself and make a fortune.
King Li's eyelids twitched. His subordinate, who had always been taciturn, suddenly lost his mind. He slightly flexed and unclenched his fingers, and finally kicked him out.
The subordinates did not dare to resist and only used their internal strength to protect themselves when landing.
From a long distance away, Yun Han frowned as he looked at the guard who crashed into the room... Is this for him to be dissected
Before he could finish thinking about it, King Li's voice with concealed anger came from across the sky: "Heal his brain!"
Yun Han was puzzled, and the guard on the ground was so puzzled that he didn't bother to get up and asked seriously: "Am I not good-looking?"
Yun Han stared at him for a few seconds, then turned around and wrote down the prescription and gave it to Meng Xunmei: "Take it and fry it. Give it to him three times a day."
The guard was confused, what kind of medicine did he prescribe
Fang Shan couldn't stand the farce, so he went out to get some fresh air, and was in a comfortable mood when he saw King Li standing under the peach blossom tree, his eyes wandering.
The other party has already seen him, and turning around would be too much. Fang Shan bows.
In most cases, King Li is still a very serious person. At least at this moment, there is no frivolity on his face.
"Do you still remember the coffin that night?"
Fang Shan nodded.
King Li turned sideways: "Tell me about it."
Fang Shan: "The coffin lid should be slightly thinner and the weight is much lighter than ordinary coffins." At this point, he fell into memories, as if he was weighing whether to tell an uncertain memory or inference.
King Li nodded slightly, indicating that he did not want to hold back.
"When the prince opened the coffin with his sword, there seemed to be a mechanism inside, but I couldn't see it clearly."
King Li's eyes darkened: "What kind of mechanism do you think it is?"
Fang Shan: "Since this coffin can be moved freely, it does not involve a secret passage. It is most likely just an ordinary small mechanism to control access."
To put it bluntly, it is convenient for the living dead to enter and exit.
King Li suddenly broke off a peach blossom. The flower was blooming beautifully, and many petals were shaken and fell one after another. It gave people a feeling of cruelty in addition to beauty.
"Dead people have no sanity."
The living dead are nothing more than bodies that have not completely decayed.
King Li's eyes suddenly shifted from Taohua to Fang Shan: "Does that mean the people behind the scenes may be able to control the actions of these living dead?"
Fang Shan: "It's all speculation at the moment. But this person is obviously not doing his job properly."
King Li: "What do you mean?"
Fang Shan smiled and said: "If we create the living dead on a large scale and form an army..."
The next words were not finished, and there was no need to say them. King Li's eyes tightened, and then he said: "Too many people disappeared suddenly, and the government will definitely investigate them."
Fang Shan spreads his hands: "Everything must be nipped in the bud."
King Li thought of another key point: "How many similar coffins are there?"
Fang Shan: “Dozens.”
If one or two people are missing from an ordinary family, they must report it to the police. The most convenient way to start is with homeless people.
So the guard who had just been force-fed drugs was called in and went to investigate the missing homeless man.
Smelling the strong and pungent smell of medicine, Fang Shan sighed: "It's been a troubled year."
King Li wanted to say a few more words to Fang Shan, but he suddenly changed his mind. The rational Xian in his mind told him that if he spoke too much, he would only be hurt.
"There is a man named Zhang Chen in the village. Please pay attention to him. If nothing happens, please retreat first."
Fang Shan bowed politely and left. King Li's right eyelid kept twitching. He glanced at the direction Fang Shan was leaving, praying that nothing would happen again.
With fewer people, there will be less strife.
Along the way, the villagers in Wuyou Village would say hello to Fang Shan when they saw them. The hospitable ones would even invite him to their homes for dinner. After declining one by one, Fang Shan saw a dazzling red and flew over with Qinggong.
Their eyes met in mid-air, and Wei Su Shen's three thousand black hairs were fluttering, looking like an evil and arrogant person.
Fang Shan was slightly surprised: "Even if you are a member of the Demon Cult, you don't have to wear red to show off."
Wei Sushen glanced at him and said quietly: "What I owed before will be lost if I don't make up for it in time."
Fang Shan inexplicably heard a hint of resentment and looked away: "Let's go see the progress of Meng Xunmei and Yun Han first."
Wei Sushen didn't say anything and just followed him. Fang Shan tried his best to suppress the illusion that the spirit behind him was bound to him.
Unexpectedly, Yun Han was the only one left in the room when he arrived.
"Where is she?"
Yun Han could only see the living dead that had been broken into pieces. He said without raising his head: "After cooking the medicine, I said I wanted to see someone."
Fang Shan raised his eyebrows and walked towards Bai Yeshang.
The beautiful appearance of a man and a woman in the distance was originally a harmonious scene, but unfortunately it was broken by a dispute—
Meng Xunmei's cheeks were a little red, and her beautiful eyes were filled with annoyance: "You already knew that was the leader of the Demon Cult, why didn't you tell me?"
Bai Yeshang sighed: "What can I do if I tell you?"
At that time, even he wasn't sure what the other party meant.
Meng Xunmei was about to cry: "But you have never lied to me before."
Her mood was so high that she didn't notice the two extra breaths, but Bai Yeshang's angle was just right to see Wei Sushen and Fang Shan approaching one after the other.
Just now, Meng Xunmei suddenly came over to question Wei Sushen's identity, and Bai Yeshang felt that something was wrong. Now that he saw Wei Sushen who had regained his true appearance and was dressed in red like fire, he couldn't express his feelings for a moment.
There were too many doubts, but Meng Xunmei kept crying and could only hold it back.
"Junior sister, please calm down first."
Meng Xunmei: "A person who deceived me is standing in front of me, how do you want me to calm down?"
After Bai Yeshang thought about it, he said, "Isn't it that you are helping the miracle doctor? Why don't you go to him to calm down first?"
Meng Xunmei was stunned, tears welling up in her eyes, and she even forgot to shed them.
She never expected that these words would come from Bai Yeshang's mouth.
He showed a sad smile, turned around and ran away. When he saw Fang Shan and Wei Sushen, he bit his lip and said, "They are all bastards."
Fang Shan turned around and looked at Wei Sushen: "How does it feel to be scolded?"
Wei Sushen shook his head: "It's unreasonable."
The cute girl loves to act coquettishly and is not easy to coax. She is smart and mature like his mother. She often kicks Wei Ye out of the house. Wei Sushen suddenly feels that it is not possible to talk to people of the same gender.
He shook his head slightly... What was he thinking
Fang Shan doesn't have much to think about. The most important thing now is to create time for Meng Xunmei and Yun Han to be alone together. When the woman is sad, proper comfort may lead to good things.
Bai Yeshang had many questions and didn't know where to start. Fang Shan was particularly considerate at the moment. He roughly explained a few words and joked: "Junior sister was so angry that she didn't forget to satisfy her curiosity."
"Living dead?" Bai Yeshang murmured without feeling any embarrassment at his words: "I heard Master mention it once before, and it was originally the Yin Puppet Sect's technique."
Fang Shan smiled and said: "It sounds like this is the standard demon sect."
Bai Yeshang: "The Yin Puppet Sect is an evil sect and cannot be compared with the Demon Sect."
The people in the devil's martial arts world are feared and checked, but the evil ways must be eradicated.
Fang Shan thought of Zhang Chen who was specifically mentioned by King Li, and looked at Bai Yeshang with a spring breeze on his face. The latter shuddered, feeling that the person in front of him was full of evil.
"Do you want… "
"don't want."
Fang Shan said with a dark face: "I haven't finished speaking yet."
Bai Yeshang was slightly embarrassed.
Fang Shan kept up his efforts: "Brother Bai, are you interested in coming with me to visit?"
"No."
“…”
Seeing his unkind expression, Bai Yeshang defended himself: "This time I waited for you to finish."
Fang Shan sneered, and threatened Bai Yeshang with two-on-one force together with Wei Su Shenhou, forcing Bai Yeshang to leave.
After asking the villagers about the residence of Zhang Chen's family, Fang Shan said, "We will work separately."
Bai Yeshang, who had boarded the pirate ship, made up his mind that anyone who saw the Demon Cult would take a detour in this life. After a long sigh, he decided to go around to the back wall.
Wuyou Village has wooden doors, and most houses don’t even close their doors at night.
It's hot in summer, so many doors are open along the way. However, when we get to Zhang Chen's house, they are closed.
Fang Shan turned his head and asked Wei Sushen: "Is this a guilty conscience?"
Wei Sushen stepped forward and knocked on the door. Several voices came from inside asking "Who is it?", but no one opened the door.
Fang Shan changed his tone of voice firmly: "A typical thief with a guilty conscience."
Wei Sushen nodded.
After a while, footsteps were heard. After the door opened, a young and handsome face appeared in front of him: "You two are..."
Fang Shan said with a straight face: "Someone reported that you were harboring a woman who betrayed the prince."
Zhang Chen quickly said: "How can a villain have such courage?"
There was a sudden noise in the yard. Zhang Chen turned his head and saw a figure flashing past.
Fang Shan seized this opportunity and shouted: "How dare you quibble." He gestured to Wei Sushen: "Go in and search."
Zhang Chen had no position to stop him and secretly gritted his teeth and hurriedly followed. Fang Shan glanced at him with a warning in his eyes. Zhang Chen slowed down and stopped in place.
The courtyard is very simple, just a well and some tools for farm work.
Fang Shan lowered his head and pretended to rummage, but part of his mind was on other things, and he said softly: "I don't know how Meng Xunmei and Yun Han get along. If Yun Han is not the male protagonist, Meng Xunmei Fang secretly hopes , is also a troublesome matter.”
Wei Sushen said calmly: "No trouble."
Fang Shan looked at him doubtfully.
Wei Sushen's tone remained calm: "Since we only require the male and female protagonists to be together, the same applies to a ghost marriage."
“…”
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