Chapter 151 Yellow-skinned King, is that you?

Chapter 151 Yellow-skinned King, is that you?

Chapter 152 Yellow-skinned King, is that you?

Inside the dark city of Xuzhou.

Chen Huangpi was fleeing frantically in Xuzhou City, holding a brass oil lamp.

And not far behind him.

The entire Song Mansion turned into a scroll that soared into the sky and hung in the sky above Xuzhou City.

Chen Huangpi looked up.

Then they saw that the scroll was spreading wildly, covering the entire night sky of Xuzhou City, forming a huge scroll with a black background and gray edges, and the scroll was littered with debris.

A huge statue of the city god sits cross-legged in the painting.

The body of the City God of Zhou is dark blue. The dark blue color is different from the mutated statue of the God Guangmu, but is the scar that grew when he practiced ancient methods.

The scar cracked and formed a big mouth.

When his mouth opened, countless grey human faces spread out and wandered around the City God, making him look weird and solemn.

This is an evil god.

A well-deserved evil god.

And now, the evil god has his eyes closed, as if he is undergoing some kind of transformation.

The aura on his body is strange and changeable.

Just one look at it gives people a frightening feeling.

The brass oil lamp said, "Don't look at it, it will soon become a disaster."

The soul-seeking ghost urged, "This is not a place to stay for long. When it becomes a disaster, the entire Xuzhou City will become a foggy city. If you want to leave then, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave."

"I know."

Chen Huangpi looked towards Xuzhou City.

I don’t know if this is the reason why this evil god is undergoing transformation.

Although there was a lot of gray fog in Xuzhou City, it was all in a strange calm and not as lively as the world in the painting.

Chen Huangpi couldn't see through this gray fog.

He only knew that once he entered the gray fog, the space would be confused.

Even if I want to fly, I can't get out, just like a cage with no up, down, left or right.

And in this cage.

But there is something else in it.

Chen Huangpi saw some twisted figures wriggling in it.

Moreover, a hand stretched out from it.

It was the palm of a god, but now it had lost all its former magical power and instead had a blue-black scar on it.

One by one, evil gods walked out of the gray fog.

Those gray and empty eyes stared at Chen Huangpi.

……

At this moment.

On the top of a mountain about a hundred miles away from Xuzhou City.

Wang Taiyu was standing at the highest point.

He is a Nascent Soul cultivator, so naturally his eyesight is excellent.

Although he could only see the outline of Xuzhou City, he knew that a devastating disaster must be happening in Xuzhou City right now.

"Brother Wang, haven't you seen enough?"

The shadow said indifferently, "Since dark, you have been looking at Xuzhou City from this hilltop. Now an hour has passed. I think the city should have turned into a living hell by now."

Wang Taiyu said hoarsely: "After Song Yuzhang turned into an evil being, the first to suffer were the gods."

"There are thousands of gods, big and small, in Xuzhou City."

"Excluding those who died in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, there are still 4,260 to 4,270."

"These gods usually attract popularity. This is how they succeed or fail."

"The gods will be polluted by Song Yuzhang, and then those monks."

The gods and the monks, one feeds on human popularity, and the other practices with human popularity.

The former is the path of the latter.

This is the wrong road, it is a deformed road.

Pulled around and moved the whole body.

Song Yuzhang and Xuzhou City merged into one to become an evil being. Any gods and monks who had absorbed the popularity of Xuzhou City on a normal day would never be able to leave the city again as long as they did not leave the city before he turned into an evil being.

If you want to leave, then spit out all your popularity.

But how can you leave the city without popularity?

Besides, how could Song Yuzhang let them go?

The common people will get their turn later.

Thinking of this, Wang Taiyu said with a mixture of pain and satisfaction: "I previously sent 10% of the people out of the city on the pretext of farming, and I called all those monks and local officials back to the city."

"You eat your salary, which is the blood and sweat of the people."

"The people have no way to survive, so they can't expect to survive either."

"You'll offend people if you do this."

Shadow shook his head evilly and said in a complicated way: "The Cao family and the Sun family are not local families in Xuzhou City. There is also the Song family. Although the Song family will not touch you, the Cao family and the Sun family will not do anything to you after you return to Beijing."

"If you want to do something, why should you be afraid of offending people?"

Wang Taiyu sneered and said, "Brother Yang, are you afraid?"

"If you're not afraid, why should I be?"

The shadow sneered evilly and said, "In the spring of the fourth year of the Qingli period, I worked hard with you in the Hanlin Academy. We agreed to go to Chunmanlou for a drink after I was fired. But after three rounds of drinks, I was sent to that damn place and ended up like this now."

"If I were afraid, I wouldn't go through all the trouble to get together with you."

At this point, Shadow said strangely, "The imperial envoy is dead."

Wang Taiyu was surprised and asked, "How did he die?"

The shadow said strangely: "I don't know. Xuzhou City has become a ghost town of its own. I can only sense that he is dead, but I don't know why he died."

"Have a good death."

Wang Taiyu's voice was very cold: "If he had come a little later, or given me more time, I could have sent at least 30% of the people in Xuzhou City away with various excuses."

The shadow shook his head and said, "There are not so many ifs to discuss. You dismissed 10% of the people, and there were nearly 10,000 people who were resettled outside the city by Song Tiangang. It's good enough to have so many people alive."

Previously, Song Tiangang asked Song Qiuyue to relocate nearly 10,000 people into the Shiwan Mountains.

But later, all those immigrants appeared outside the city of Xuzhou.

And their memories were also wiped. This was a confusing account, so those people were placed outside the city. Now it seems that they are all lucky people.

Wang Taiyu knew this very well.

He was just a little unwilling, and gnashed his teeth and said: "The imperial envoy died in Xuzhou City. It must have been Song Yuzhang's doing. Maybe he will become a disaster because of this. I wonder how Your Majesty will deal with it."

"There's a high probability that he will be kept."

Shadow said with an evil look of enlightenment: "The more powerful he is, the more His Majesty likes him. Perhaps he will bestow upon him the main nail of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches."

"What kind of logic is this?"

Wang Taiyu sneered, "Millions of common people have been devoured by him, but instead of killing him, you are trying to make him more evil and more kind. How could Your Majesty become like this?"

"We should kill all these noble family members!"

Shadow said in an evil tone, "Even if we kill these noble families, new noble families will still emerge. Your Wang family has been a peasant family since your generation, but after hundreds or thousands of years, do you dare to say that the Wang family is not a noble family?"

"I believe your Majesty."

Wang Taiyu's voice was cold, just like his heart.

He was not complimenting Emperor Dakang, but in front of this evil shadow, he did not dare to reveal the thoughts between them.

There are seven soul-calming nails in the shadow's evil head.

Wang Taiyu and Yingzi are evil. No matter how great their ambitions are or how many complicated thoughts they have, they can only be careful when talking about them because they might be heard.

In fact, what Wang Taiyu wanted to say was that Your Majesty is the largest family.

He doesn't care whether the Wang family will become a noble family.

"When my sword is completed, the whole world will know it."

Wang Taiyu took one last look in the direction of Xuzhou City, then pointed at the red moon above his head and said, "By then, there will be people like me, growing out of the mud, holding a three-foot sword, and chopping down the eternal sun and moon."

"That boy's sword skills have made you realize so much."

Shadow's evil tone was odd.

Ever since it saw Chen Huangpi, it always felt that something was wrong.

It was as if it had seen Chen Huangpi before.

No, maybe I have.

Because all its memories related to the God Burial Tomb were erased by some force.

Perhaps, the tangerine peel had also appeared in the God Burial Tomb.

When talking about Chen Huangpi, Wang Taiyu couldn't help but admire him: "At first I thought he was full of crooked ideas and seemed a little crazy, but the more I think about his ideas, the more wonderful they are. I guess this is his inner talent."

"Brother Wang, you are obsessed."

Shadow said in a somewhat upset tone, "I don't see that Chen Huangpi has any talent. Instead, I think there's something wrong with his brain."

"What's wrong?"

"Those who have different ideas from ordinary people are either great talents or..."

The sentence stopped abruptly.

Wang Taiyu looked around blankly, but could not find any trace of the evil shadow.

Before the other party could finish his sentence, he suddenly disappeared.

It was as if I had been summoned.

And just then.

A guard came flying over in a hurry.

"Master Taifu, Zuo Weilang is missing!"

"what?"

Wang Taiyu was horrified: "My son is missing too?"

……

The city of Xuzhou was filled with gray fog.

One evil god after another walked out from the gray fog.

And on the ground, there were remains of evil gods killed by Chen Huangpi everywhere.

The debris is disappearing.

As soon as he was killed, he was resurrected again in the gray fog.

Just as the city god who turned into an evil being said, after the god turned into an evil god, he indeed became one with it.

As long as Xuzhou City is not destroyed, the City God will not die.

As long as the city god of the state is not dead, these evil gods can be resurrected in the gray fog.

Fortunately.

Chen Huangpi is not without help.

At this moment, the Book of Souls was hovering above his head.

Chen Huangpi was muttering to himself, "It's written in black and white, the contract is proof. Hundreds of evil spirits have sold themselves to me. I am the master and you are the slave. Why don't you obey my orders and come back quickly!!!"

As he muttered to himself.

The Soul-Catching Book began to move without wind, and pages with black words on them were turning.

A cold atmosphere instantly enveloped the surroundings.

The brass oil lamp spit out true fire, burning the evil gods that were chasing after it into ashes, and then turned to the soul-seeking ghost and said, "Ah ghost, can the Soul-Catching Book really call for help?"

The soul-seeking ghost said, "You couldn't do that before, but you can do that now."

There was originally only one Book of Souls, so even if the hundreds of evil creatures in the Tomb of the Gods had signed a contract to sell their bodies and lives, it was impossible to forcibly summon them.

But today's Book of Souls is different.

With the integration of the Soul-Catching Book of Yama in the Seventh Palace, it would be easy to do such a thing.

"Look, the evil has been summoned!"

As the ghost's words of revenge fell to the ground.

Evil creatures really appeared around Chen Huangpi, and they looked confused.

They are all evil things in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

It is now night, and nature is actively roaming in the mountains.

But suddenly I felt dizzy.

When he looked around clearly, he found himself in Xuzhou City.

The evil creatures instinctively felt that the young man in Taoist robes with a terrifying aura in front of them was a human being, but the power from the Book of Souls reminded them that this was the Yellow-skinned King who had signed a contract with them.

"Yellow King, is that you?"

(End of this chapter)