Chapter 557: Unfortunately Becoming a Possessed Drama Star

Chapter 557: Unfortunately Becoming a Possessed Drama Star

"Please, don't hurt the child, he is innocent..."

The Rakshasa woman hadn't figured out the situation yet. She crawled over pitifully, hugged Wen Rui's thighs, and begged in a crying voice. She looked very miserable.

"Alright, alright, take a golden pill to calm your nerves."

Wen Rui rummaged around in his arms and grabbed a handful of golden pills. He stuffed one into the Rakshasa woman's mouth and placed the rest in her hands.

"I'm not a devil. I was just joking. Don't take it seriously!"

After the golden elixir entered her mouth, the Rakshasa woman felt that her body, which had been drained of energy due to the endless pain, quickly recovered. Her Taoism, which had not been improved for a long time, actually increased steadily by a large margin.

The golden elixir fed to her was stolen from the elixir storehouse of Laojun in heaven by two loyal brothers, Jintong and Yintong. Its grade was three points higher than the high-level elixir bestowed by the Jade Emperor to his meritorious officials.

The Rakshasa woman had just touched the threshold of becoming a true immortal, and was a demon immortal who absorbed mixed spiritual energy and even a lot of demonic energy. She had never eaten such good things in her life. For a moment, her tearful eyes lit up like a stray dog ​​that had eaten high-quality dog ​​food.

She blinked, tilted her head, and glanced at Wen Rui in confusion and fear. She really couldn't understand what this violent, cruel and sinister man was going to do to her and her poor child.

"It may be a bit immodest to say this, but there are not many people in this world who have the guts to plot against me in this way. I can probably count them on one hand, er, a pair of hands."

Wen Rui threw out a handful of elixirs to temporarily calm the nearly emotionally collapsed Rakshasa woman, and murmured to himself: "It doesn't matter if you don't dare to say it, I can guess the approximate range."

After mumbling, Wen Rui's eyes fell on the face of the Rakshasa woman who looked terrified and confused again, and asked: "Where is the original Bao Si? Did you kill her? Where is her body buried?"

According to the general routine of the demon queen sneaking into the palace to bring chaos to the dynasty, Wen Rui guessed that the Rakshasa woman would do the same thing as Daji did when she deceived King Zhou, and would find an unlucky concubine to kill and take her identity.

The play of lighting beacons to trick the princes cannot be performed without Bao Si, otherwise it will not go on.

If it hadn't been for this key historical event, the Western Zhou Dynasty would have perished. History has a certain inevitability that cannot be changed by individual people, but there is great uncertainty as to when it will perish.

Even if the original Bao Si had been killed by the Rakshasa woman, as long as the body was found, Wen Rui could use Taishang Laojun's Nine-Turn Golden Pill to resurrect her.

Taishang Laojun's Nine-Turn Golden Pill cannot actually revive a rotten corpse, but Wen Rui also masters the cloning technology. As long as he can extract a little bit of the remains that retain the genetic samples, he can clone a soulless body, and then give the body the Nine-Turn Golden Pill to complete the resurrection process.

The Rakshasa blinked and said in bewilderment, "What original version? There is no original version. Back then, I was forced to change my name to Bao Si and was presented to the King of Zhou as a slave. I was very reluctant and even disdained to pay attention to him. But he became even more attentive to me and I was inexplicably crowned the Queen. Everything went smoothly."

"Eh?"

Wen Rui was stunned. The lie detector chip in his brain did not sound the alarm, proving that Luosha woman's words were highly credible and she did not lie.

But if you think about it carefully, it is not impossible. The way Baosi gained favor was completely different from the way Daji gained favor. She was just indifferent and reluctant, like a wooden man, and the King of Zhou liked this for some unknown reason.

Trying hard to recall Bao Si's historical origins, it seems that she was really just a slave of the Bao State. King You of Zhou was struck by her beauty as soon as he saw her and gave her everything he had.

Wen Rui squatted down, pinched the chin of the Rakshasa woman, lifted her face and looked at it carefully. It must be said that with such a witch's skin, you can really make a living by your face, without any talent or giving the king emotional value.

The little princess of the Rakshasa tribe is so beautiful.

Compared to her, all the mortal beauties are just a bunch of lazy toads.

Wen Rui, who has turned off the hormone secretion switch for a long time, is a little aesthetically fatigued. In his eyes, this extremely beautiful woman is just a nose and two eyes, ordinary and unattractive.

"Jarvis, scan, model, use advanced gene modulation technology, compile genetic code yourself, and replicate a skin!"

Unexpectedly, the Rakshasa woman turned out to be the original Bao Si, but this still did not pose a problem for Wen Rui.

The advanced gene modulation technology he now possesses can really create people out of thin air. If he takes a look at a beautiful woman, he can go home and refine her himself. He can create a replica with a facial similarity of more than 99.99%. The only difference is that the created human has no soul.

It’s easy to deal with the lack of a soul. Just install a biochemical brain and load it with artificial intelligence. Most people won’t be able to tell it’s fake.

It just so happens that Bao Si's personality is just like a wooden person, so after being managed by artificial intelligence, there will be no sense of incongruity.

"The replica will be delivered soon. Come with me and don't disturb your luck here. No matter what the guy who forced you promised, he was lying to you. You will get nothing in the end."

The Rakshasa woman shook her head vigorously and said in a hoarse voice, "I can't leave... Please, don't force me... I know you must be very angry that I became someone else's queen without your knowledge, but I have my own difficulties. Since you abandoned us back then, please don't disturb our lives as mother and son."

Wen Rui didn't know what to say for a moment. What he cared about was not the green light on his head, nor did he want to accompany her to act out some melodramatic and tragic drama here. Instead, he was afraid that the great retribution caused by this stupid witch would fall upon him.

The backlash of the dynasty's fall was extremely severe. Jiang Ziya and King Wu of Zhou claimed to have good luck and punished the criminals, making Emperor Xin the number one tyrant in history. But even so, the backlash of the Shang Dynasty's demise meant that these two men did not have a good end.

After King Wu of Zhou defeated King Zhou successfully, he died after three years in office. He was not deified after his death, and his soul fell into the reincarnation disk controlled by the Three Goddesses of the Sky. Now no one knows where he has been reborn.

The same is true for Jiang Ziya, who was commented by Yuanshi Tianzun as having no chance of becoming an immortal and could enjoy wealth and glory.

But he was already an old man when he came out of the mountain, and after completing the great task of deifying himself, his life was almost over. He didn't even have a few years to enjoy life before he kicked his legs and passed away.

After his death, he was marginalized like used toilet paper. He did not get the position of Fuqing God, but was only given a lowly and noble idle position as an immortal. He could not even get an invitation to the Peach Banquet.

His unworthy descendants were even usurped by their family servants, which led to the event of Tian clan replacing Qi in later generations.

This is the law of nature and the cycle of cause and effect. The boomerang will hit the descendants of the two, bringing disaster to future generations.

Wen Rui didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Then I'll leave?"

The Rakshasa woman felt inexplicably sad, as if she had suffered a great injustice. She tried hard to suppress her miserable mood and whispered, "Don't get me wrong. After I broke up with you, I haven't let any man touch me... Wait until all this is over..."

(End of this chapter)