Your Majesty, it's done!

Candlestick Che bowed respectfully and left.

Ying Zheng returned to the room with today's dinner, quickly finished the meal, picked up the remaining bowls and chopsticks again, walked to the door, and opened the door.

A little fox was already waiting outside the door.

Seeing his figure, the little fox put his front paws in front of him, saluted respectfully, and said softly, "My lord."

"Send things to the kitchen." Ying Zheng put the bowls and chopsticks at the door.

He didn't like people entering his room, and he wasn't going to let anyone into his room.

Foxnosuke nodded in response.

Ying Zheng turned around and went back into the room, closing the door.

Foxosuke outside the door waited until the door was closed, and then pushed the bowls and chopsticks on the ground to the top of his head. I don't know what cleverness it used, but it used its tail and limbs together.

With its fluffy head on top of the food plate that almost covered its entire fox, it walked towards the kitchen, its big fluffy tail trailed behind, and its limbs were light.

Go back to the room.

Ying Zheng came to the table again, opened the white paper that he had just drawn, and looked down at the three small figures on the white paper.

Reaching out, he picked up the pen on the table.

The tip of the pen stayed around the two little people for a long time, and there was no trace of it falling down.

After a moment.

The other hand rubbed the white paper, and an indistinct emotion flashed in his eyes.

In the next second, he regained his composure.

His eyes remained calm, and the pen in his hand began to continue to outline, because it took a lot of effort at the beginning, this time he only needs to render the details to complete the work.

The pencil draws quickly in his hand, and Ying Zheng's movements are also very fast, thin black lines jump out on the white paper.

"It's almost there." Ying Zheng put down the last stroke, then put down the pen, picked up the white paper with one hand, and looked at the finished figure on it.

Not just the three finished figures of one big and two small ones at the beginning.

There are some hand-made structural drawings under the white paper. The internal structure has been drawn, including the head, body, limbs, and some clothing. He also drew the bottom base, with lifelike lines.

After looking at it for a while, it was confirmed that there was no problem.

He began to make hand-made figures carefully.

As a delicate job, figure-making takes a lot of time. In addition, Ying Zheng takes things very seriously, so it takes a lot of time to go back and forth.

The next morning, when Ying Zheng woke up from his practice, someone saluted at the door.

Open your mouth to let someone in.

A blue-haired man came in, with handsome features. The premise was to ignore the tiredness in his eyes. It seemed that he hadn't slept all night after hearing the news, thinking about it.

"My lord." Zhu Keqie's attitude was very respectful.

Ying Zheng's eyes fell on the paper in his hand, and he said, "Have we discussed it?"

"My lord, we have decided to follow their wishes." After speaking, Candlestick Che lowered his head again, saluted, and presented the paper with the list respectfully with both hands.

After Yingzheng saw it, he glanced at the list on the white paper, didn't say anything, but asked Honosuke to send the list to the Government of Time.

The government of the time has always been considerate of the boss's requests.

Foxnosuke had just sent it over, and within half an hour, Ying Zheng's communicator had received a reply.

"My lord, we have arranged for the sword to go down, and it is currently being delivered. I will return to your Honmaru later. If you don't want to do it yourself, the Honwan Center can help the sword to enlighten the spirit." The first sentence is very official, and the second sentence There are some personal factors.

It should be that Wang Yue is unwilling to be disturbed by such trivial matters, considering that his majesty has recently fought wits and bravery with the world consciousness.

Ying Zheng looked at the words in the communicator, his expression remained unchanged, but his eyes revealed a trace of interest. If he could add this sentence to his communicator, that child should be promoted again.

The promotion can have the status of the shelter of this small world consciousness.

I stay in the room day and night making figures, and when the figures need to dry, I come out to the edge of the corridor and look up at the sky.

After a few hours, go back and continue.

This is Ying Zheng's schedule.

Time flies, almost half a month has passed in a blink of an eye.

The process of the figure has also come to an end, and the paint on the body has been painted by Ying Zheng in detail, just waiting to dry in a cool place.

On this day, when Ying Zheng was about to put away the small figure that he had already made.

There was a knock on the door, accompanied by the respectful sound of the candlestick.

"My lord, the bigger man is here."

The sword in this pill knows that Wang Yue is from Huaguo, and his lord is the former ruler of that ancient country, so the attitude of the former is much better.

At least when they saw Wang Yue coming, they no longer faced each other coldly.

When Candlestick saw this man with gold-rimmed glasses, his first reaction was to come to find his own judge.

Hearing this, Ying Zheng paused, and soon returned to normal.

His eyes swept over the wooden box in his hand, and he carefully put the figure into the wooden box, taking it easy, and when the wooden box was completely put away, he said, "Let him wait in the front hall." on."

The front hall is the front of Yingzheng's room, on the right side of the corridor, and it is also the place Hua Yi saw when he came here for the first time.

"Yes!" Candlestick cut said respectfully after hearing that.

Afterwards, he turned around and went to the gate of Honwan to welcome Wang Yue in.

Ying Zheng in the room heard the footsteps leaving, his expression remained unchanged, he turned it over lightly, and the wooden box in his hand disappeared, and he put it into the mausoleum.

This is one of the benefits of his witch power restoration.

Pushing open the door and coming to the front hall, Wang Yue had already sat down, and there was brewed tea in front of him, which should have been delivered by Candlestick.

The man who looked like an elite lowered his head and took a sip of tea slowly.

He seemed to hear the sound of the door being pushed open, and raised his head to look outside.

It happened to meet Ying Zheng's eyes.

"Your Majesty!" Wang Yue's eyes lit up, he put down the teacup in his hand, stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

Seeing his action, Ying Zheng's eyes flashed with surprise, followed by a smile that slowly spread.

"Get up."

He spoke in a calm tone.

After finishing speaking, he came to the upper head and sat down. He straightened his back the whole time, his movements were graceful and elegant, and his sleeves were completely silent in the air. He looked down at Wang Yue, who was in the lower head.

From the moment the latter saluted, he knew that his plan could begin.

"You succeeded?" It was clearly a questioning sentence, but Ying Zheng's tone was affirmative.

He was quite sure of his guess.

really.

In the next second, for the first time, Wang Yue showed a look of fanaticism on his face, which was different from his previous performance in Honmaru.Or, this is the real him.

"I've seen the world consciousness of this small world."

After Wang Yue quickly calmed down, he pushed his eyes and said.

Ying Zheng knocked on the back of the chair under his hand, his eyes slowly swept over Wang Yue's face.

This child is the descendant he left behind, and also the descendant of the old Qin people he let out on purpose.

Thousands of years have passed, and only this child understood the plan he had left behind, and when no one else understood, he desperately came to the space-time government.

Only world-consciousness can face world-consciousness.

"Everything is as you expected, Your Majesty. After I got the shelter of this small world, the consciousness of the main world is not as urgent as it was at the beginning." After a while, Wang Yue seemed to calm down, and he sat back again From the original position, the eyes looking upward were very respectful.

"for how long?"

"For half an hour, I can only rely on the breath of this world consciousness to hide my identity for so long."

This is why Wang Yue didn't continue to pretend to be himself.

In order to win the trust of the space-time government, Wang Yue has done a lot of things, no matter whether other people believe it or not, he still insists on his own way.

He believes what he sees in ancient books.

As it turns out, he was right.

Hearing this, Ying Zheng curled up his lips. He didn't expect this weak little world to be so useful, and could really temporarily block the prying eyes of the main world. He said, "It seems that the results are good."

"Li Si went to the underworld."

A calm voice echoed in the air.

Wang Yue was not surprised that Ying Zheng knew all this, he even took it for granted.

This is a monarch who has planned for thousands of years to play with the consciousness of many worlds in the palm of his hand. Even if countless things happened during his deep sleep, he can still see everything with the clues.

He never thought that his and Li Si's actions could be hidden from the eyes of the people in front of him.

"Your Majesty, after you fell asleep, Master Li Si got the ancient book from Mr. Hu Hai, and he also saw your plan. After knowing that the underworld is controlled by the witch clan, he chose a living sacrifice." Wang Yue said from his seat. He got up, came to the next head, thought about it for a moment, and only spoke after confirming that it was correct.

The time he had been in contact with Li Si was not long.

The first time they contacted was when the underworld and the space-time government held an exchange meeting. At that time, he looked at the people coming from the underworld with vigilance and suspicion.

It wasn't until that night when Li Si met him that he was full of hell and concealed his tracks, and the two chatted a lot, that he understood many things from the past.

This famous courtier in history.

After confirming that the ancient book was indeed written by his lord, he made a decision to sacrifice himself alive.

Only a living sacrifice can allow him, who is a mortal, to have ghost power.

Only with ghost power can one become a ghost god.

Ghosts and gods are the qualifications to enter the underworld.

"Lord Li Si thinks that although the underworld is under the control of the witch clan, after all, Empress Dowager Empress is reincarnated, and her clone, Po Meng, is always awake and asleep, so accidents are likely to happen. As an important part of the main world, the underworld must be in your majesty's plan." An indispensable part." When Wang Yue spoke, his eyes were full of admiration for this person.

This one is really cruel.

Be tough on others, be tough on yourself!

"He chose to enter the underworld by himself and climb up slowly."

"...Li Si." Hearing this, the superior Ying Zheng slowly closed his eyes. No wonder the appearance of this former courtier changed a lot when he saw Li Si in the mausoleum.

Live sacrifice is one of the methods of the Wu clan.

It is indeed possible to make a dead mortal have ghost power in the underworld, provided that he remains awake during the sacrifice.

The more pain suffered during the living sacrifice, the more ghostly powers there will be after death.

Judging from the fact that Li Si was able to serve as a judge in the underworld, he definitely suffered a lot of pain during the living sacrifice, or in other words, more pain than anyone could have imagined.

The author has something to say: That's right, the living sacrifice is exactly what you imagined, um, a little more terrifying and bloody.

Ying Zheng dared to plant a bomb in his mausoleum to prevent himself from becoming a monster during the process of awakening his bloodline.

His courtiers dare too!

Be tough on others, be tough on yourself!

All villains!

Ah, it's finally time to unravel the foreshadowing at the beginning, and the mood is exciting.

Hey!

Ying Zheng: I dare to plant a bomb in the mausoleum and blow myself up!

Li Si: I dared to sacrifice myself.

Fu Su, Hu Hai and a series of people: "Hehe, we dare not say the same thing."