Daqian Night Emperor

Chapter 206: Master's Wife, You Don't Want Junior Brother...

"Clang!"

The heavy iron door was slowly pushed open.

Wei Zhaofeng walked in from the door, holding a candle in his hand, and the faint light illuminated the dark room.

A faint smell of blood filled the room.

A humanoid creature was sitting on the ground, with his hands and feet chained, squatting in the corner with his back to Wei Zhaofeng.

It looks like an ape, but its body is completely bald without a single hair. Its arms are extremely long, with bone spurs growing on the joints, as if it were covered with a layer of hard armor.

Perhaps it sensed the movement behind it, it turned around, revealing a ferocious face, with eyes so big that they took up one-third of its face. There was no bridge of the nose, only two empty holes, and its bloody mouth was covered in bright red blood.

It was holding a featherless chicken in its hands, which was half eaten. It was obviously fed the chicken alive.

Although this was not the first time Wei Zhaofeng had seen a "spiritual slave", he still felt a little scared every time he saw it.

Just as he was holding the candle and wanting to get a closer look, the hairless ape-like monster suddenly moved, and appeared in front of him in an instant like an afterimage, with its fangs and claws bared, ready to pounce on him and kill him.

"Haw..."

It grinned, its fangs stained with undried blood, and tried hard to grab Wei Zhaofeng with both hands.

But the shackles on its body locked it tightly, and the iron chains were so tight that they made a ringing sound.

"what!"

Wei Zhaofeng was so frightened that he fell to the ground with his buttocks, and the candle in his hand fell to the ground, spilling kerosene and burning along the kerosene.

His still somewhat immature face was reflected in the pupils of the "spiritual slave" under the light of the fire.

It seemed to recognize Wei Zhaofeng, and its expression changed from a ferocious grin at the beginning to a dull look later on.

The next moment, when it noticed Wei Zhaofeng's timid expression, it suddenly seemed to be electrocuted, let out a few strange cries, and shrank back into the corner as if fleeing, with its back to Wei Zhaofeng, as if it wanted to bury its entire body in the wall, and its whole body was shaking.

Wei Zhaofeng was originally sitting on the ground with his head in his hands, his eyes closed in fear.

But he didn't hear any movement in the room for a long time, so he bravely opened his eyes and took a look. Then he saw the monster huddled in the corner and breathed a sigh of relief:

"Brother is right. No matter how powerful the spirit slave is, he can't break free of these shackles made of meteorite iron."

He bravely approached the spirit slave hiding in the corner, only to find that the monster's shoulders were shaking and a sound like a cat's meowing could be heard.

The sound was mournful and like crying.

Wei Zhaofeng felt the hairs on his back stand up, and he no longer had the courage to take Ling Nu out to see Ruan Yu, so he quickly retreated.

……

"Brother, I dare not."

"You are so brave... It's my fault that Master and I spoiled you too much, so you have never seen a bit of blood and don't even have this little courage. Remember, Lingnu will never hurt you no matter who you are."

Outside the iron gate, the conversation between fellow apprentice brothers Ruan Yu and Wei Zhaofeng was soon heard.

After a while, the iron gate opened again and Ruan Yu walked in alone.

He closed the iron door, then held up the candle and looked towards the corner of the room, calling softly, "Master's Wife."

The hairless ape-like monster let out a sharp and shrill roar the moment it saw Ruan Yu, and pounced on him as if it had seen an irreconcilable enemy.

Ruan Yu placed the candle on the table at the entrance and said slowly, "Master's wife, you should thank me. If it weren't for me, how could you and your son have met?"

He then looked up, with a meaningful smile on his face: "Don't blame Master for being cruel and turning you into this ghost. Look, Master treats me like his own son, don't you feel relieved?"

"Chichi!" The hairless monkey made an angry sound, as if accusing something.

Ruan Yu watched it vent quietly until it was exhausted and gasping for breath. Then he said, "Do me a favor. After you're done, I can let you go."

"Haw!"

"Of course I can promise to let my junior brother go with you, but do you dare to believe it? Master is old, and in order to prolong his life, he has invested a lot of money in my junior brother. Don't you know how much?"

Ruan Yu's words seemed sincere: "Master's Wife, you should be able to see how I have treated my junior brother over the years. I really don't want my junior brother to end up in the hands of Master. If you help me this time, I swear I will never stop you from leaving. You can go find the Holy Son of Moyati. If he can ask the one in Moyati for you, you still have hope of recovering your original appearance."

The hairless monkey gradually quieted down, as if it was persuaded by Ruan Yu's conditions.

After a while, it chirped again, but the sound was much steadier.

Ruan Yu then calmed down and shook his head, saying, "I can't make any promises, and you have no choice but to trust me."

"Master's Wife, for Junior Brother, you will do it, right?"

As he said this, he leaned forward slightly and was already within the attack range of the hairless ape.

But the hairless ape seemed to have lost its fighting spirit, and its body slumped down as if it had accepted its fate.

……

Ever since the Duke of England gave him a reminder that day, Zhao Qian'an tried his best to go to the Ministry of Zongzheng Temple during the day to report in.

If he was not busy, he would sit in the ministry for a whole day, and occasionally accompany Duke Ying to go out and visit various Taoist temples near Kyoto City.

The Lingyou Festival has just ended, and all the Taoist temples in Kyoto City have made a lot of money. The old Duke can make a lot of money by going out for a walk.

He often pretended to give Zhao Qian'an a share, but Zhao Qian'an knew his evil intentions and really looked down upon the little things he got from the Taoist priest, so he never took any of them and just thought of them as a way to relax.

Because of this, the Duke of England liked to take Zhao Qi'an out more and his attitude became more friendly.

If Zhao Qi'an was busy with work during the day and went home directly after reporting to work, the Duke of England would turn a blind eye and pretend not to know.

However, there was no news for a while about Zhao Qi'an's promotion that Ji Haoyu had mentioned before.

Zhao Qi'an was not surprised. Since Prime Minister Wu knew that the Zhao family was doing something behind the scenes, his originally smooth promotion would become difficult.

He didn't care about it. After all, he had no intention of leaving the Zongzheng Temple for the time being, and it didn't make much difference to him whether he was promoted or not.

It's just that he doesn't care, but someone else does.

The Second Prince had boasted to Zhao Qi'an that day that he would ensure his promotion. Now that he was being held back by his grandfather, Prime Minister Wu, he felt quite guilty towards Zhao Qi'an for a while. He summoned him several times to appease him and asked Zhao Qi to be quiet and wait for some time. He didn't believe that he couldn't even arrange a promotion for Zhao Qi'an.

Judging from the situation, Zhao Qi'an estimated that the conflict between the Second Prince and Prime Minister Wu might escalate.

On the way to the new office of Zongzheng Temple, Zhao Qi'an sat in the carriage thinking about these things.

But as he walked, he suddenly frowned, lifted the curtain and stuck his head out.

There were no pedestrians on the streets of the inner city, and the roadside vendors had disappeared.

This was extremely common in the past. After all, there were often nobles walking around in the inner city of Kyoto, and people from the Astronomical Observatory would help clear the streets and drive away pedestrians and vendors.

But today, Zhao Qi'an noticed something was wrong.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and stuck two fingers out of the car window.

A drop of rain fell from the sky and landed on his fingertips, accompanied by a burning sensation and rising wisps of smoke.

Zhao Qi'an's eyes stayed on his fingertips and his pupils suddenly shrank.

(End of this chapter)