A Weird Theater That Started In London

Chapter 807 The Emperor and the Peach Feast

Just when everyone beheaded and killed the protector of the country, a major event also happened in the capital.

The old emperor, who was drinking and having fun with the cabinet ministers, was terrified. The loyal and capable ministers he relied on most at ordinary times suddenly bleed from his seven orifices, and giant centipedes with long arms came out of his back.

"Come on, escort!"

"Come on!"

After a long time, footsteps came from outside the hall, and the guards were long overdue.

And this kind of scene not only appeared in the palace, but many ministers who went home to rest suddenly died suddenly, and the death was extremely tragic——

Either the seven orifices are bleeding, or the face is grim, or the body is shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But without exception, there is a big centipede hidden in these people.

Obviously, they had already devoured all the viscera and flesh of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty in secret, leaving only a hollow shell. On weekdays, this group of fine beasts manipulated this shell to come to court to discuss state affairs and handle government affairs.

Over time, how can the world not be dark?

How can evildoers not be rampant?

However, the old emperor didn't care about these things now, he was only worried about comforting himself, hid behind the guards, looked at the empty shell limp on the ground, and the baggy bullfighting suit, crane scarlet gown, and shouted:

"Take all these things out and burn them, burn them all clean!"

"quick!"

Amidst the shouts of lack of breath, the guards straightened their helmets and leaned over cautiously, for fear of being bitten to death by those big centipedes.

After all, a centipede is a highly poisonous thing, and a slap the size of a palm can sting a person half to death, let alone such a giant, which has lived for at least a hundred years.

"Dead... dead?"

When they approached, someone instantly noticed the clue, and pushed the long worms lying on the ground with a saber, and seeing that they were still motionless, they couldn't help being a little bolder.

Pick up the insect corpses together with the official uniform, and throw them into the brazier raised outside.

From the beginning to the end, the centipede didn't struggle, and let the fire burn until it was reduced to ashes, leaving behind thumb-sized balls.

"Going back to Jinling, I want to go back to Jinling, and show off, no, the ancestors have restrictions, and they are not allowed to move south..."

Whispering, the emperor wearing a dragon robe was exceptionally quick-thinking. Looking at a guard, he steadied his mind and ordered:

"Immediately find the prince and let him ascend the throne quickly. I will be the Supreme Emperor in the future, and I will take the harem concubines to Jinling to spend the rest of my life."

"yes."

The guard received the order and left in a hurry.

Obviously, following the death of Pudu Cihang, the protector of the country, a series of reactions began to appear.

And what happened in the palace is just a microcosm.

All the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty disappeared, as did the officials in the frontiers, and the order collapsed directly.

Especially when the people in Qianshou went to the Huguo Temple to seek shelter, but found that the enshrined Buddha statues were all broken and the ground was full of insect corpses, all kinds of rumors began to spread wildly.

For a time, there was a lot of turmoil, and the grass and trees were full of soldiers.

The soldiers of the imperial army quickly closed the city gates, and under the leadership of the new leader, they began to hunt down the evildoers. However, they were just ordinary people with good skills, and they didn't have any magical means to screen out evil spirits, so they gained little.

"Oh, Your Majesty believed in Buddhism, which led to the ruin of the country. Now that the evil spirits are prevailing and the court is collapsing, what should we do?"

"Now it's time to call him Taishanghuang. Let's go home at night and pack up our belongings. Let's go south with Yujia. The south of the Yangtze River is peaceful and the products are plentiful. Life in the future should not be bad."

"I haven't contacted there for a long time. Is the nobleman over there willing to accept everyone?"

"Along the way, we live in the wind, eat in the open and sleep in the open, and are full of evildoers. Can you last?"

The soldiers felt uneasy, and also began to spread various rumors.

Some generals not only did not stop them, but instead participated in the discussion, because they had no knowledge. Not long ago, because there was no one available in the court, they were promoted to this position in a hurry.

At the end of the chat, people would unanimously express their nostalgia and respect for Taoism, and then go to the ruins of the old Chenghuang Temple to burn incense and pay their respects.

Fortunately, no matter how you say it, the capital is still an orthodox dynasty. It is true that the society of the Ming Dynasty survived in name only, but the centipedes are dead but not stiff. As long as no one slaughters the members of the royal family and destroys the ancestral temple, there will still be a small amount of humane dragon spirit remaining here, shocking Demons and ghosts with low morals.

As for the Ji Nian big monsters, they hid far away and moved to the outskirts of Zhili in the north. Because they were smart and afraid of killing the existence of Pudu Cihang, they didn't dare to be fierce, and kept a low profile as a monster.

At a time when the capital seemed to be calm, but in fact the dark tide was surging, the place where Purdue Cihang fell was rare and peaceful.

The vegetation is lush and the flowers are fragrant.

With the passage of time, the shattered mountains and shattered veins here have been restored to their original state.

In addition, under the washing of the spiritual rain, the poisonous mist, miasma, and poisonous blood sprayed out by Purdue Cihang were also cleaned up, and the air was exceptionally fresh.

"I didn't expect this three-pattern elixir to be so powerful. It not only cleared away the remaining poison of heaven and earth entrenched here, but also made the peach tree bear fruit in advance."

It is late spring now, and the peach blossoms are in full bloom, but under the catalysis of the pill powder, it only took a moment and a half to bloom and bear fruit.

Seeing this, everyone simply didn't leave, and sat cross-legged on the ground with peach blossoms as a cushion, planning to have a peach feast.

In Journey to the West, flat peaches are divided into three categories:

The first kind has small flowers and small fruits, which ripen once every three thousand years. People who eat them will become immortals, and their bodies will be light and healthy;

The second kind is the layer of flowers and sweet fruits, which can be ripened once every six thousand years. People who eat Xiaju will ascend to the sky and live forever;

The third kind of purple-patterned Xianghe is cooked once every nine thousand years. People who eat it can live as long as the world and the sun and the moon.

The flat peaches that Lu Li and the others ate belonged to the fourth type. They were red and white, and each one was as big as a person's arms.

It’s just that the effect is not as good as the ones above. Ordinary people can increase their lifespan by 30 years and strengthen their bodies after eating it. After eating it, they can improve their morality, refresh their spirits, and satisfy their appetites.

"Sweet and crispy, not bad."

"Although the essence of plants and trees is good, I still like to eat meat. How about eating this thousand-year-old centipede essence?"

"Remove the poisonous glands and grill it with dao fire. The taste should be good, especially the upper torso. It is almost like a dragon. It can be regarded as enjoying a real dragon in advance."

Once the proposal was put forward, it was unanimously supported.

Even the dragon girl who came to rain can't help showing anticipation. After all, there is no blood relationship between her and Pudu Cihang. It is true that she can eat this kind of flesh and blood that almost turns into a real dragon. Such a great fortune.

At first, I thought that the Pantao Festival would have a lot of self-indulgence. Lu Li, who was thousands of miles away from the Queen Mother's banquet, suddenly felt that this was indeed a good proposal, and the grade was immediately improved.

After all, no matter what, there was no real dragon at the Peach Feast.

Ever since, the mouth-watering smell of meat wafted out from the woods exuding the aroma of grass and trees.

"Everyone, I'm proficient in drawing, so I'll draw this scene on paper and keep it as a memory for future."

"good."

Amidst the laughter, everyone enjoyed the peace and comfort after the war.

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