Chapter 25: .Clash of Wise Men (Part 2)

The gatekeeper asked, and slammed at the door indifferently, showing little kindness towards the two men in plain clothes.
Virut didn't think it was a pestle. He stroked his short beard lightly and replied with a flattering smile: "This little brother, my husband and I had old friends with His Royal Highness the Jade King in the early years. This time we passed by the capital to visit us. Please inform us. With a bang, he said that old friends from Nanhu came to meet." He took out a blue jewel from his pocket and handed it to the young guard.
The janitor frowned and took the gem. Seeing a weird symbol on it, he took a closer look at Virut, then walked in after a while. After a while, the man ran back in a hurry, and said to the two of them: "Your Highness, please."
Virut smiled and nodded, holding the snakeskin arm pretentiously, and followed the guide through the door. The three of them walked forward along the green brick avenue. This towering giant wood forest was filled with elegant pavilions, gurgling water, beautiful birdsong, and various exotic flowers and grasses, which looked more like a valley manor.
Several people turned to the reception hall directly opposite the door, walked along the curved water pavilion, and soon stopped in front of a white tiled wooden beam elegant room. The guard knocked on the door lightly, turned and walked far along the path.
Virut once again gave the snakeskin a warning look, adjusted his robe and pushed in. The interior decoration of Ya is very simple. On the ground is a new mat woven of rushes. There are a few yellow wooden low tables and cushions on both sides. There are some unsigned calligraphy and paintings on the surrounding walls. There is a black wooden cabinet in the corner. Tea set and porcelain cup and small bowl.
Behind the low table opposite the door sat a middle-aged man with a rough look like a tiger. He wears a palace gown with big blue sleeves, sits cross-legged on a straw mat, his eyes are closed, his mouth is full of cheeks, and his face with Chinese characters does not smile at all.
Velut quietly looked at this imposing man, only to feel that the indoor air was abnormally dry, which made him feel a little burr. He turned his head again and saw that the pretender had been so scared by the man's power that he just bowed his head and did not dare to show off.
The mud can't help the wall...Virut cursed secretly, stepped forward and bowed deeply, and greeted him in a very happy manner: "His Royal Highness, I have not seen you for a long time, you have always been well."
The middle-aged man opened his eyes, a faint electric light flashed across the purple and black pupils. He glanced at them blankly and threw the cobblestone with his hand. The urn shouted: "If something happens, I have no time to follow. You are polite."
Virut caught the jade pendant and carefully put it back in his pocket, still smiling: "I'm coming this time... there is a good thing to discuss with your Highness." He pushed the snakeskin and sat on the cushion, sitting cross-legged in front of the door. Okay, face your Royal Highness the Jade King.
"Good thing?" The King Jade glanced at him suspiciously. Didn't the action fail? Where is the good thing?
Virut seemed to know his doubts in his heart, and explained with a smile: "Although the plan failed, there have been some new changes. It is a good opportunity for His Highness..."
"tell me the story."
Virut looked down at the lines on the straw mat and rubbed his thumb, but asked something that seemed irrelevant: "I came to the capital this time, and I heard that His Majesty the Emperor is considering introducing the image tower in the South Island... Did you hear it?"
"...What about it?"
"As an Austronesian, I shouldn't talk more about the affairs of Takiguo, but I also feel that your Majesty's move is really inappropriate..."
"How do you say..." Hearing this, the Jade King was very interested. Anything that said the emperor was wrong could make him pay more attention to it.
"His Royal Highness doesn't know anything, just say that this video camera... It has only been more than ten years since its inception, but it has already made the people of Austronesian crazy. Every festival, big and small, must be guarded in front of the electronic screen..."
"Speaking of the point..." The Jade King interrupted him impatiently.
"I am afraid... if the emperor introduces the image tower, the people in the capital will also be trapped in it. During festivals, they will only scramble to watch the electronic screens, and will never think of worshipping the gods, forever..."
"Absurd! But just a few tin boxes. My capital is more than one million people, so I can afford to make waves." The Jade King is usually the most important sacrifice, especially the issue of religious believers, which makes him very unhappy.
"His Royal Highness, don't underestimate the power of the video camera... There are people in the South Island who indulge in it all day long, do not think about hard work and do not ask about tea and rice, and are fascinated by it."
"...Is this the good thing you said?" The more he listened, the more angry the king became, his expression gloomy. He has never been at peace with the emperor. After the Freedom of Faith Order was issued, the prestige of the religion was greatly reduced, and the relationship between the two became even more intense. Now something like this happened again... One can imagine the anger in his heart.
Virut looked at the Jade King’s face, and immediately changed his words: "Of course not. Your Royal Highness may know that we accidentally met with the Prince yesterday... But what His Royal Highness does not know is that we still have some old profoundness with him. friendship……"
"……go on."
"The prince wants to keep us reminiscent of the past, but I feel that... it's better to take this opportunity to invite the prince to visit the South Island. At that time, the emperor will definitely weigh again, and his worries will naturally be resolved. Isn't it a good thing? "
"...As a prince of a country, how could the prince leave the capital easily." The Jade King naturally heard what he meant, but he was still noncommittal.
"Xia Xia is confident to persuade the prince, but I just want to ask His Royal Highness to send more guards to go with him... There is a caregiver on the road." After saying this, Virut closed his eyes and bowed his head, waiting for a reply.
The Jade King was silent, his eyes half-opened and half-closed, and he fell into thinking: It sounds good, I want to borrow my hand to leave Beijing, and then throw the black pot back to me? What a joke! But if he could really provoke the prince, it would be better...
There was no sound in the room, Virut and Jade King faced each other and considered each other, and no one said anything to break the silence. Before long, there was a sudden rush of footsteps outside, the wooden door was pushed abruptly, and Yuming in white rushed into the room. He ignored the visitors sitting at the door, and ran to the Jade King a few steps, begging: "Father! Let me go and see! She is going to leave soon!"
"Presumptuous!" The Jade King was a little displeased when he suddenly interrupted his thoughts. He was even more annoyed when he heard the words. He stretched out his hand and slapped the young man's head, pointing to the visiting two and yelling, "I didn't see me waiting for guests. Isn't it? How decent is it to be noisy, don't hurry up to please!"
Yuming turned around reluctantly and bowed slightly to Verut and said in a low voice: "Yuming has seen two guests...for a moment, please forgive me." The two hurriedly responded and said. Dare not.
Yuming glanced back with her mouth flat, and listened to the prince's reprimand when she wanted to speak: "I know you are idle all day long. Have you finished your schoolwork? You are about to give you a crown and you are so reckless, what will you do in the future? event!"
"Practice, practice, don't practice this thing all day! I won't let you go to the concert, and the hotel won't let me go. I'll die in the house!" Yuming's cheeks flushed red, and he ran out of the room angrily.
"Asshole thing!" Yu Wang was off by this ignorant son, and the inconvenience happened at this time. He could only helplessly point to the door and cursed, "It's still so ineffective, let you see a joke."
"Where and where... The little majesty is handsome and elegant, and he will definitely be a first-class character in the future. The so-called tiger father has no dogs, you don't have to worry about it for a while... the days to come will still be long." He smiles and caresses his beard, with a look of admiration.
"..." The Jade King stared at him blankly, how could he not understand the meaning of the words. He thinks about his son who is not doing anything wrong, thinking about the stakes in it, and he ponders for a moment before waving his hand: "That's it, this king has his own plan."
Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Velut didn't ask any more, got up with a subtle smile and bowed, pulling the snakeskin and stepping out of the door slowly.
The King Jade sat in the room with a calm face and said nothing. A man in black suddenly appeared in the secret door beside him, and he whispered a few words in his ear.
"Kurong?" The Jade King sneered after hearing the secret report. It was a godsend. "Send someone to watch and send me news at any time."
The man in black nodded and quickly hid in the door. King Jade stood up and walked outside the door, sneering at the sky. It's still early, so let's get to the bottom of it first... His thoughts turned, his whole body flashed, and in the blink of an eye he disappeared under the dense tree shade.
The words are divided into two parts, and Virut is still busy for the vitality of the assassins. For the unfortunate wild ghost, the current situation is really weird, making him inexplicable.
A moment ago, I was still mocking the damned Saiker triumphantly, and my eyes went dark in the next second, and then I woke up to find myself lying in a strange space, surrounded by dense dark fog that seemed to be solidified, without light, and No sound can be heard.
The wild ghost stood up blankly and looked at his body. It was still in that black robe, stained with many gray stains, but there were no scars. He was stunned for a moment and waved his hand to ignite the flame, but he didn't know why the pain in his head was like needles, and only a flurry of sparks came out.
"What the is going on, what kind of ghost place is this..." The wild ghost murmured to himself while holding on to his aching forehead, and suddenly saw a little light appear in front of him. Although extremely faint, the dark ghost is as striking as a lighthouse. . Without thinking, he ran towards the bright place, but after he got closer, he realized that the light came out of a snow-white skull with yellow smoke.
The wild ghost looked at the white bones floating in the air in astonishment, and muttered to himself, "Is it a dream?"
The skull seemed to have heard him, and smirked at him. The wild ghost was startled, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to resist, and suddenly felt sleepy in his head, and fell to the ground for a while.
When he woke up again, he found that he was still lying outside the office wall of the port area stronghold, his head was shining starry sky, the alley was illuminated by a faint yellow street lamp, accompanied by the whisper of insects, and he was extremely calm and peaceful.
"It turned out to be a dream..." He stood up swayingly, rubbed his stinging head, and exhaled deeply feeling lucky.
The wild ghost stayed on the spot to investigate, and suddenly felt a trance. He shook his head abruptly, and took a few steps to knock out a signal on the wall of the mechanism. After waiting for a long time, the wall remained motionless. He knocked again strangely, and suddenly heard a cold drink from behind: "Don't knock!" The wild ghost hurriedly turned around, still wearing black clothes and goggles. Saiker was looking at him coldly, his clothes were covered with bright red blood, as if he was embarrassed after a fight.
"X's! What the are you doing!" The wild ghost rushed forward and grabbed Saiker by the collar and let out a low drink. The anger in his eyes almost overflowed. If this guy hadn't been back to the base long ago, how could he stay? I am afraid of fear here.
"Don't knock! The base has been destroyed...Everyone has...dead!" Saiker gritted his teeth and said in an icy wind.
"What? What!?" Ye Gui's eyes widened in disbelief, and he stepped back a few steps, only to feel another dizziness in his head, and he couldn't stand still.
"It's all dead! It's all because of you! You idiot! It was you who brought the enemy here! It's all your fault!" Sai Keer suddenly raised his head and shouted again and again. In this dark alley, he only saw His pupils were very fascinating, and his cheeks were covered with mottled blood stains, as if a desperate ghost drove the wild ghost to the corner.
"No... it's not me!" The wild ghost Fang Cun was too confused to think about it, he kept asking like he was grabbing a life-saving straw, "Where is it? How is it? He must have a way!"
"Big Young?"
"Virut! Virut must have a way!"
"...He is dead too!"
"How...what to do..." There was only a blank in the wild ghost's mind, and he fell to the ground and trembled at a loss.
"It's all your fault! I want to go back to Mingzun and see how he handles you!"
"No! Please! Don't tell your superior!" The wild ghost hurriedly climbed forward and grabbed Saiker's trouser legs and begged. His eyes were full of desolation, as if the sky was collapsing, and there was only a sense of fear in his mind. .
"...Now I can only ask the inside line in the city for help, do you know how to contact?"
"I don't know... I have never seen him."
"Dare to lie!"
"I didn't lie! I don't even know who he is! Normally, he is contacted by young and old people. How to say... Saiker, didn't you go with him? You don't know?" Some wild ghosts After returning to his senses, looking at Saiker with a weird expression, suddenly there was another severe tingling in his mind, he couldn't help but fainted to the ground again.
Saiker stepped forward and took a look at him, waving his hand at random, and there was a wave of fluctuations around, and the illusion space disappeared in a flash, revealing his true face. It turned out that it was a huge empty room with black stone walls on all sides, without any decoration, and no windows. It was like a closed box, with only a fluorescent lamp embedded above the head.
The black-clothed Saiker was again dressed as the prince. He was hanging his head thinking about the information he had just received. Standing beside him was a white-clothed man as far as he could, and a tall and thin man in a gray robe.
"...Mr. Hard work." The prince thought for a long time and finally raised his head, and first thanked the gray robe humanity. Without his help, the illusion induction would not be so smooth.
"Haha... Your Royal Highness is too polite, it's nothing more than a gesture of effort." The gray-robed man waved his hand with a harsh, dry smile, his palm resembling a skeleton, hideous and terrifying.
Shun nodded at him in response, looking sideways and looking at each other as far away as possible, the two of them tacitly understood. Sure enough, there is an insider...but I couldn't find out the true identity of the person behind the scenes just now, and we need to find another breakthrough. If we can catch the Virut...the prince secretly decided in his heart.
"The lone has to go to the port to set up some arrangements. How about Mr. Ku Rong?" Shun sent an invitation to the gray-robed man. It is not when he is going to leave. When other people are caught, he still needs to use his ability as a mentality Shocked.
"His Royal Highness has orders, I must obey it." The gray-robed man replied with a bow.
"Mr. Labor..." The prince winked as far as he could. The gun guard naturally understood, and picked up the wild ghost and walked out of the room, preparing to take him to the secret prison in the palace for strict supervision. Before that, he had to give him another shot of sleeping pills to avoid regenerating accidents.
When this matter was over, Shun didn't say much anymore, stretched out his hand to appeal to Ku Rong, and walked out first. He also has to make some preparations quickly, laying down layers of nets in the harbor, and be sure to capture those assassins alive.
Ku Rong watched the prince's back disappear quickly, then turned his head and glanced at the empty room, evoking a weird smile. He walked away slowly, the sound of footsteps echoing gently in the dimly lit room, shaking with a hint of coldness.