195 “Blessing from Heavenly Official” Chapter 194

Chapter 194 The nameless ghost worships the nameless flower

His emotions were still immersed in the screams of those resentful spirits, and he couldn’t recover for a while. His face was covered with cold sweat under the mask, and he said desperately: “…Don’t call me those two words.”

Every time he heard someone call him that, it was like reminding him of something, which made him extremely irritable. Every time he was called, he was startled.Wuming said: “Your Highness will always be Your Highness.”

Xie Lian looked over.Of course, you can’t see the face of the black-clothed warrior, you can only see a smiling face.When the other party looked at his face, he could only see a pale mask.

He said coldly: “If you call me that again, your soul will be blown away. Don’t think you are really strong.”

The young man in black bowed his head and said nothing.Xie Lian calmed down and said: “Go and explore the Lang’er Bay area to find the most suitable location for setting up an array.”

Wuming said: “Yes.”

Xie Lian closed his eyes, paused, opened his eyes again, looked at the black-clothed warrior, and frowned: “Why haven’t you left yet?”

The black-clothed warrior said: “The location has been decided, but what about the time?”

“Time?”

“The dead souls can’t wait. We must help them find the cursed objects. We can’t delay for too long.”

It really can’t be delayed for too long.After a moment of silence, he thanked Lian and said, “Three days later.”

Wuming asked again: “Why three days later?”

For some reason, Xie Lian became a little impatient as soon as he talked to him, and said: “Three days later it will be the night of the full moon, and the power of the human epidemic will be greatly increased by then. You are asking too many questions. Just leave quickly.”

Wuming nodded and retreated silently.Xie Lian closed his eyes again and covered his forehead, hoping to relieve the headache.At this moment, he heard several cold ridicules from behind.

Upon hearing this familiar sneer, all the blood in Xie Lian’s body seemed to freeze.He suddenly turned around, and sure enough, behind him, sitting a snow-white figure wearing a sad and happy face and large-sleeved mourning clothes, holding his sleeves in his hands, looking at him on the altar.

Bai Wuxiang!

Xie Lian drew his sword and stabbed it. The man in white made a “ding” sound, clamped the blade of the sword between his two fingers, and sighed: “As I expected, this look suits you very well.”

Without removing their masks, the two men were almost identical from head to toe. After a struggle, the two men in white exchanged blows back and forth, and outsiders would not be able to tell who was who.Bai Wuxiang easily dodged Xie Lian’s sword and said, “Your Highness, you buried your parents in such a barren and desolate foreign land. Don’t you feel you have wronged them?”

Xie Lian’s heart sank, and he said: “Did you touch the bodies of my father, the queen, and my queen? Did you destroy their bodies?!”

Bai Wuxiang said: “No, on the contrary. I helped you bury them generously.”

Hearing this, Xie Lian was startled, and Bai Wuxiang said: “I helped you bring them to the Xianle Emperor’s Mausoleum, and I also put on rare jade clothes for them to protect their bodies from decay for thousands of years. In this way, the next time you go to visit them, you can still see their remains as if they were alive.” He told Xie Lian the location of the Emperor’s Mausoleum and how to enter. This should have been told to Xie Lian by the king and the master, but before they had time to do so, they died and scattered.Xie Lian was surprised and said: “How do you know how to enter the Xianle Emperor’s Tomb?”

Bai Wuxiang smiled and said, “As long as it’s about you, Your Highness, I know everything.”

Xie Lian scolded: “You know nothing!”

He was still not used to such vulgar and explicit words coming out of his mouth.Bai Wuxiang seemed to see through his thoughts again, looked at him for a moment, and said warmly: “It doesn’t matter. From now on, nothing will restrain you, no one will have unnecessary expectations for you, and no one will know who you are. So, you can do whatever you want.”

After hearing this, Xie Lian felt a strange feeling in his heart.

What was this monster looking for?

Show goodwill.

Yes.Although it sounds ridiculous, Xie Lian’s intuition told him that this thing was here to show its goodwill to him.Whether it was to bury his father, the emperor and his mother lavishly, or to comfort him, it was all for this purpose.

He must be very, very happy, happier than Xie Lian has ever seen him before.It seemed that seeing such gratitude made him particularly happy, and he couldn’t help but become gentle and kind.This kind of kindness actually made Xie Lian want to burst into tears for a moment, but then, even more, he felt disgusted.

Xie Lian said in a cold voice: “Don’t be too happy too early. Don’t think that I will allow you to stay in the world. When I destroy Yong’an, be ready for me to come and settle accounts with you!”

Bai Wuxiang spread his hands and said: “Welcome to the extreme, extremely happy. Even if you come to kill me, I will wait for you here. When you are really strong enough to kill me, you can leave the army. But -”

The smile under his mask seemed to fade, and he said, “Are you really going to destroy Yong’an?”

Thanks for the pity: “What do you mean?”

Bai Wuxiang said: “You can obviously take action now, why did you choose to do it three days later? Did you hesitate again when the matter came to an end? Could it be that you have reached this stage of ruining your country and your family, and you don’t even have the courage to take revenge? Am I about to see another failure of His Highness the Crown Prince?”

The word “failure” is extremely jarring.Xie Lian raised his sword to strike, but was kicked down and knocked to the ground.

Bai Wuxiang didn’t know how he got the black sword in his hand. His gentle and friendly tone suddenly turned contemptuous, and he said, “Do you know what you look like now?”

Xie Lian grabbed the snow-white boots on his chest, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t move at all. He was firmly stepped on and couldn’t turn over.Bai Wuxiang leaned down slightly and said, “You are like a child venting his anger. You have not made up your mind at all.”

Xie Lian said angrily: “Who said I didn’t make up my mind?!”

Bai Wuxiang said: “Then what are you doing now? Where is your curse? Where is your death and death? It’s so pitiful that your father, emperor, mother, your soldiers, and your people have such a god like you! You can’t protect them when they are alive, and you can’t even avenge them after they die! You trash!”

He exerted force on his feet, and a few traces of blood immediately overflowed from Xie Lian’s sad and joyful face, gushing out from his throat.

Bai Wuxiang lowered his hand and held the sword. The black jade-like sword tip was pressed against Xie Lian’s throat. It crossed the cursed shackle and awakened some of Xie Lian’s memories.

He said: “Do you want me to help you review the feeling of a hundred swords piercing the heart?”

The excessive fear caused Xie Lian to hold his breath and not dare to move.After scaring him, Bai Wuxiang became approachable again.

He removed his boots, helped Xie Lian, who was frozen in fear, to sit up, and then tilted his face to make him look in one direction: “Look, look. This is what you look like now.”

What he showed Xie Lian was the dilapidated statue on the dilapidated altar.

The flowers and sword in the hands of the prince’s statue had long since disappeared. They had been burnt by fire, chopped by axes and cabbage heads, lifted up and thrown to the ground. Half of his body was scorched black, mutilated and miserable.It is indeed very similar to himself in Xie Lian’s remaining memory fragments.

Bai Wuxiang said: “Who did you owe to become like this? Do you think it’s me?”

Xie Lian’s mind seemed to have been forcibly cleaned by him, and new things were poured into it repeatedly, making him more and more confused and suspicious.He even forgot about his anger and said in confusion: “…What is your purpose? Why are you pestering me?”

Bai Wuxiang said: “I said, I’m here to teach you. The third thing I teach you is: if you can’t save the common people, then destroy the common people. Trample the common people under your feet, and they will worship you!”

After he said this, Xie Lian’s head suddenly hurt so much that it felt like it wanted to explode, and he hugged his head and screamed.

It’s those resentful spirits!

Countless resentful spirits were screaming and wailing in his mind, and Xie Lian had such a headache that he wanted to roll on the ground.Bai Wuxiang laughed from the side and said warmly: “They can’t wait any longer. In three days, if you can’t activate the human-facial epidemic and give them the cursed object, the cursed object will become you. Do you know what you will become by then?”

Xie Lian felt that the cold black sword was thrust into his hand again, and a voice said in his ear: “You have no chance to look back!”

When the headache slowly subsided, Xie Lian let go of his hand and opened his eyes. He was still the only one in the shabby Prince’s Palace. Another man in white who looked exactly like him had long since disappeared.

I don’t know how much time has passed, but night has already fallen, and the Prince’s Palace is dark and dark.Xie Lian’s heart moved and he realized something.

One day has passed in the three-day period.

At this time, a flash of white seemed to flash past in the dark Prince’s Palace.

By some strange mistake, Xie Lian turned his head. After seeing clearly what the white streak was, the pupils under the mask shrank.

He snatched the thing away and said, “What’s going on with this… flower?”

It was a bouquet of fresh and delicate white flowers, placed on the left hand of the incomplete charred statue of the god. It looked extraordinarily white as snow and extremely desolate.It seemed as if the statue was covered in scars in order to protect this bouquet of flowers.

Xie Lian didn’t know why he was so angry when he saw this scene, and shouted: “Ghost, come out!”

Not long after, the warrior in black with a sword actually appeared.Before he could speak, Xie Lian said: “What’s going on with this flower? Who made it? Did you make it?”

Wuming bowed his head slightly, his eyes focused on the flower in Xie Lian’s hand that seemed to be suffocating for a moment, and finally, he whispered: “It’s not me.”

Xie Lian said: “Then who put this thing?!”

Wuming asked: “Why is His Highness so upset when he sees this flower?”

Xie Lian’s face became darker and darker, and he threw the flower on the ground and said: “…This kind of prank is disgusting.”

Wuming said: “Why does His Highness think it is a prank? Maybe there are really His Highness’s followers here who are worshiping you.”