Chapter 465: The Qing Emperor eats a meal and eats a giant dragon. The evil man stops the murderous Shen.
The Antarctic Immortal looked around the guest room before he said, "The architectural style here is not the same as the one on the ground. On the contrary, it is different from the one on the ground. The Dragon Palace is somewhat similar. "
Emperor Zhang Qing didn't care about this at all. He yawned and said, "This high priest is very stingy and won't treat us to a meal. "
"I'm afraid that Master Qing will eat him up," the Antarctic Immortal said with a smile. "If it hadn't been for Mr. Qing this time, we probably wouldn't have gone so smoothly."
The Antarctic Immortal's name for Emperor Zhang Qing has changed from Zhang Xianyou to Mr. Qing. Some things don't need to be stated, and can be distinguished just from the title.
Emperor Zhang Qing smiled modestly and took out the curtain of Daozu. The things made by the great uncle can be used even in a place like this.
“I think something is wrong with the high priest.” Emperor Zhang Qing said directly.
"I think so too, but I'm worried that the walls here have ears, so it's hard to say it clearly." The Antarctic Immortal said with a wry smile.
“We really have to be more careful when picking moss.” Emperor Zhang Qing said again. "Just follow me closely and don't run around."
The Antarctic Immortal nodded immediately. After throwing away his pride, it was heartwarming to hear such an arrangement.
Emperor Zhang Qing closed the curtain, and soon a priest came. This guy has a smile all over his face, and you can tell from his appearance that he is the smiling tiger type.
"The high priest has prepared a dinner and invites you two to the banquet."
"Let's go." Emperor Zhang Qing stood up and said.
The Antarctic Immortal followed Emperor Zhang Qing closely...
The priest led them into a magnificent palace, and the high priest changed into a shining golden robe.
Zhang Qingdi looked at the round table in front of him that could easily accommodate two to three hundred people dancing on it, and felt that these guys might be up to something evil again.
At this time, the mountain god stood behind the high priest.
The pattern on his upper body has spread to his whole body. It can be seen that he ate some of the fruit, but not a whole one was given to him.
"Hahaha, I'm sorry! Because of the special ingredients, the dinner is a little late. I hope you two won't be offended."
Emperor Zhang Qing and the Antarctic Immortal were arranged to sit down .
"The effect of your fruit is very good. The mountain god ate a small piece and the effect was very obvious." The high priest said with a smile. "To thank you, he personally hunted a dragon!"
"Dragon?" The Antarctic Immortal was slightly surprised.
As soon as the high priest finished speaking, two to three hundred people came carrying a giant dragon.
This giant dragon looks more like the Western dragon in Emperor Zhang Qing’s memory. At this time, the dragon's skin, head, and claws have all been processed.
This dragon meat exudes a burst of fragrance, which is very tempting.
"We have a proverb here, if you want to have the strength of a giant dragon, you must have the appetite of a giant dragon.
Didn't you say that the custom there is that you must not leave any food given by the master? After eating.
Please come now..." the high priest said with a smile. "Whenever we finish eating it, let's go pick the ancestral sacred grass."
The Antarctic Immortal frowned slightly, he did not expect that the high priest would come like this.
Zhang Qingdi sneered and said, "Is that all there is? I'm afraid I won't have enough to eat."
As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Zhang Qing tore off a dragon's leg.
This dragon leg is covered with spices and has a rich flavor.
Zhang Qingdi didn't seem to eat quickly, but in less than a stick of incense, there was only some soup left on the table, and Zhang Qingdi didn't even have any bones left.
The keel bone is very hard and they use it as weapons.
But in the Qing Emperor's place, it can only be regarded as brittle...
"Is there more? I'm only half full." Zhang Qingdi said with a smile.
The high priest was really shocked, and Emperor Zhang Qing smiled and said, "We also have a saying there, what kind of fucking dragon is this! This thing is called food!"
The Antarctic Immortal thinks this saying is very vulgar, but it is really enjoyable to listen to.
As expected, after Emperor Zhang Qing finished speaking, the high priest seemed to be waiting for something, but after a long time Emperor Zhang Qing asked again, "Do you still have food? If not, then we will go pick the moss Let's go."
"Go early tomorrow morning!" said the high priest, wiping his sweat.
"Then tomorrow morning, don't change the time any more.
Otherwise I will let you see what a giant dragon is and what a giant dragon's food is!"
Wait for Emperor Zhang Qing and others to leave , the high priest overturned the table aggressively. But Emperor Zhang Qing's appetite for eating a giant dragon just now still scared him.
And there is a lot of intestinal poison in the spices used to roast the dragon. Why is he okay!
Why did the dragon's bones feel like brittle bones in his mouth.
Emperor Zhang Qing ate so much that he became a little greedy.
"Mountain God, take them to the ancestral forest early tomorrow." The high priest said dejectedly.
“Yes, high priest.”
After the mountain god accepted the order, he left first. The high priest stood up and walked into the depths of the temple. The statues here are very strange. They are enshrined with a snake body.
There is no snake head or tail.
The high priest pressed the switch, and a secret door was opened under the statue.
He walked in alone.
To be honest, if he could, he would never want to come here in his life.
He held up the light and soon arrived in front of a prison.
The thick iron door makes it difficult to see who is locked inside.
But the sound of the chains clattering made people uncontrollably creepy.
"My father, is that you?" A hoarse voice came from the cell.
“Kill someone for me.”
“Hahahahaha!” The guy in the dungeon laughed wantonly. "I didn't expect that you would beg me one day!"
"Kill that man for me, and I will ask you to give you a girl every day." The high priest said directly.
"I don't want any girl, I want my stepmother!"
"You lunatic!" the high priest scolded.
"Father, give her to me tonight! I will help you kill the person you want to kill." The voice in the dungeon continued to sound. The high priest held up the lamp, turned and left.
In the evening, news suddenly came out in the temple that the high priest's wife died of a sudden illness. It is said that the death of the lady was so horrific that the high priest directly ordered it to be burned.
As soon as the Antarctic Immortal and Emperor Zhang Qing returned, the Antarctic Immortal said worriedly, "That meat is poisonous!"
"Yes." Emperor Zhang Qing nodded.
"Then..."
"It's not like you don't know what I was before." Zhang Qingdi smiled.
Yes, Master Qing used to be Xiang Liu.
That's the ancestor who played with poison...
Now that Mr. Qing has become Zhu Jiuyin, he doesn't seem to be afraid of poison.
The next morning the mountain god came to see Emperor Zhang Qing and the others.
"You two, it's time for us to enter the mountain." The mountain god said.
Emperor Zhang Qing and the Antarctic Immortal have been waiting for a long time.
"Don't you have breakfast?" Zhang Qingdi asked with a smile.
This mountain god didn’t know how to joke. He shook his head silently.
"What happened last night? I heard crying in your temple." The Antarctic Immortal asked curiously.
"My wife is dead!" After the mountain god finished speaking, he added, "The high priest's wife."
"I thought that your high priests dedicated everything they had to your gods. It turns out that You can also get a wife and have children," Zhang Qingdi said in a mocking tone.
After taking the moss, I wanted to show the old priest what a real intestinal poison was.
The mountain god looked at Emperor Zhang Qing angrily and could see that he had cried last night.
The high priest’s wife died. Why was he crying?
Many plots that need to be coded appeared in Zhang Qingdi’s mind.
"Madam is very kind and treats us orphans very well." The mountain god seemed to want to vent his emotions. "She is so gentle and beautiful.
After the death of the high priest's original wife, she had been taking care of the high priest all these years. I don’t believe she died suddenly. I went to ask the high priest..."
The mountain god said this and felt that he should not say this to them, so he closed his mouth.
Emperor Zhang Qing saw a bright red whip mark on his face.
That should be the high priest's answer.
Emperor Zhang Qing doesn't care about these guys.
The Antarctic Immortal couldn't help but said, "I do know some medical skills..."
"The corpses have been burned..." the mountain god said with a cry.
"Why is your god a snake body?" Zhang Qingdi changed the subject without any sympathy.
If it weren’t for the mountain gods who wanted to tell Emperor Zhang Qing that their gods were dragons.
He will definitely not pay attention to Emperor Zhang Qing.
"That's a dragon!"
"Oh." Zhang Qingdi nodded perfunctorily. "Then why is it one piece?"
"Because my god is a huge dragon. In order to show our respect for the god, we cannot cast his whole body." The mountain god said to Emperor Zhang Qing.
Zhang Qingdi nodded noncommittally.
A dragon?
How huge can it be...
The mountain god took them out of the temple and followed a path towards the ancestral forest. The Antarctic Immortal was able to chat with the mountain god along the way, but Emperor Zhang Qing was too lazy to say anything more to him.
After walking along the path for a long time, Zhang Qingdi and the others came across a bottomless ravine.
"We still need to walk for half a day, the ancestral forest is in this Hidden Dragon Valley."
"Let's continue." The Antarctic Immortal urged.
So they followed the path and walked deeper into the ravine.
After walking for a long time, I finally saw the Hidden Dragon Valley.
"It is said that during the great war in the God Realm, our God hid here because he was still a child.
When he became an adult, he flew to the God Realm to kill his enemies." The mountain god told the Antarctic Immortal.
"Who is the enemy of the gods?" the Antarctic Immortal asked curiously.
"It's his brothers!" came a voice from a distance.
The voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and the smell of blood could be heard in it.
"Why are you here?" the mountain god said in shock.
"My great father let me out." The guy said with a laugh. "What is your name, I forgot..."
"My name is the Mountain God!" The Mountain God replied.
"Actually, you don't need to tell me. Who cares about the dead person's name." He said as he took out a purple gauze dress from his arms and smelled it gently.
Then he looked like he was addicted to it.
“These are Madam’s clothes.”
Zhang Qingdi looked at the mountain god. The clothes were obviously close-fitting. How did he know?
"It was a great night last night, now it's time for you to die." The guy smiled crazily.
"You killed Madam!" The patterns all over the mountain god's body emitted a blood-red light.
"That's right." The guy laughed and said, "The only thing I'm curious about is, why are you so excited?"
(End of this chapter)