The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 157 The Two Miao Kings
The old man's face was as pale as gold paper, and blood was flowing from all his orifices. Finally, he could not hold on any longer and fell to the ground.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency, we know how powerful it is."

"Please stop, please stop..."

The other people were all struggling to hold on, but when they heard the old man's words, instead of being displeased, they all breathed a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted from their shoulders and sat down on the ground together.

In a flash, Li Miao appeared in front of them.

Still with a kind smile on his face, he looked at them and said, "Why, don't you want to play for a while?"

Several people waved their hands: "No, no."

"We are convinced."

At this time, the downstairs was already a mess.

The several-foot-deep gullies on the stone wall, the palm prints on the ground as big as a person, and the countless broken arms and limbs have proved Li Miao's weight. At the moment, blood is still dripping from Li Miao's gloves.

There is no doubt that Li Miao alone can slaughter all the great witches present.

No matter who Li Miao is, they have no right to refuse to cooperate.

"It's always like this. I'm used to it. I hope you guys can understand this."

"From now on, I ask questions and you answer them."

Whoosh whoosh!
The sound of wind blew, and everyone except the old man cried out in pain, then fell to the ground and fainted.

"Your Excellency! This!"

The old man exclaimed.

"Don't worry, he just fainted."

Li Miao waved his hand.

"After I ask you, I will ask the next one. If they are different, I will kill you and then ask the next one until they are exactly the same."

The old man smiled bitterly upon hearing this.

"Your Excellency is worrying too much. We really don't dare to offend someone like you, let alone deceive you."

"That's good."

Li Miao nodded.

"First question, who is this 'that person' you are talking about?"

The old man was stunned at first, then smiled bitterly.

"Your Excellency has heard it all."

"Well, at this point, there's nothing to hide."

"Miao King."

"The one we are talking about is the human god and common ancestor of the twelve branches of the Miao people, the Miao King."

"Ok?"

Li Miao frowned and looked into the old man's eyes.

"How come I remember that your last Miao King died hundreds of years ago? The Miao King's Tomb that you led the southern sect to seems to be his tomb, right?"

"You also deliberately left a lot of clues in there. If not, I would not have spared your lives today."

When the old man heard what Li Miao said, he suddenly looked up at Li Miao, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

"Sir, have you also entered the Miao King's Tomb? Did you discover the clues we left behind?!"

"You, who are you? Are you from the imperial court?"

Li Miao nodded.

"Jinyiwei pacification envoy, Li Miao."

"I noticed what you left behind: the Pupa Girl, the Wedding Dress Magic, and the Gu Beast. It saved me a lot of effort. It also saved your life."

Having said this, Li Miao suddenly paused.

Li Miao rubbed his fingers unconsciously for a few times, thought for a moment, and then spoke.

"Come to think of it, there was one thing I let go of and didn't pay attention to for the time being."

"The coffin in the Miao King's tomb is empty. There are traces of scratches from fingernails inside, but there is no corpse." Li Miao looked at the old man and said with a frown.

"You don't mean to say that the Miao King's tomb is not a suspicious tomb. The Miao King came back to life and crawled out of the coffin, right?"

If the old man said "yes", Li Miao would kill him immediately and then ask the next person.

There is no other reason. If a person who has been dead for hundreds of years can be resurrected, then Da Shuo will have to completely change his style.

Reality is not a storybook. Anything that is known to others will gradually be integrated into the rules of this society. A "resurrection" can change everything. It is impossible for Da Shuo to be like this now.

The simplest point is that if there is really resurrection from the dead, then the world should still be named "Ying" instead of "Zhu". The country's name should still be "Da Qin" instead of "Da Shuo".

The old man smiled bitterly.

"Yes and no."

"The Miao King is indeed dead, but he also definitely exists now."

Li Miao raised his hand and pointed at the old man's head.

"You are now making a confession, not telling a story. If you continue to say these confusing things, I will go to the next person."

"Yes, yes. My Lord, I just don't know how to explain it for the moment."

"King Miao is dead, and no one can revive him. There is no doubt about that. However, he left behind a poisonous insect that is still alive. After all the other poisonous insects in King Miao's body died, this insect controlled King Miao's body, crawled out of the coffin, and walked out of the tomb. Following the scent of King Miao's bloodline, it found us."

The old man spoke eloquently.

"The Miao King I'm talking about was the one who was parasitized by this poisonous insect, and even his brain was occupied. Although my two tribesmen don't have the Miao King's memories, their personalities and behaviors are gradually becoming more and more like the Miao King of that year."

"The first one is called Ge Puduo, and the second one is called Ge Puqi."

"Ge Puduo has died. The one who inherited her Gu worm is the 'that one' we are talking about, the current Miao King, Ge Puqi."

The more Li Miao listened, the more familiar it sounded.

"Possession? Soul penetration?"

"Ge Puqi? I seem to have heard this name somewhere before."

"Isn't this the name of Master Yongjie's wife before he became a nun?"

Thinking of this, Li Miao asked again.

"What is the relationship between Ji Tianrui and Ji Tianrui and these two Miao kings?"

The old man smiled bitterly upon hearing this.

"Sure enough, the adults guessed it."

"That's right. All the troubles that befell the Miao people were caused by this damn Miao King."

"The two Miao kings are the mothers of the two Ming Cult leaders."

"The first Miao king, Ge Puduo, gave birth to Ji Tianrui. After her death, the poisonous insect parasitized Ge Puqi, who gave birth to Ji Tianrui."

"To some extent, they are all the children of the Miao King, brother and sister."

His eyes were blank, as if he was recalling something.

"Fifteen years ago, it was because of Ge Puduo's order that we Miao people had to wade into the muddy waters of the Ming Cult, which led to our current fate. And now, because of Ge Puqi's daughter, we Miao people are on the verge of death and extinction again."

“What bullshit ancestors, what bullshit human gods… Our lives are lives too. We were born naked, so what do we owe them? Should we pay them back with our lives!?”

The old man's face was distorted and he roared angrily.

Li Miao twisted his fingers, pondered for a moment, and said suddenly.

"I see."

"No wonder you set such a weird trap in the Miao King's Tomb. You wanted to kill people but were soft-hearted, and you even left clues behind. You were forced to do this, and you didn't want to get involved in the mess of the Ming Cult."

"However, since you don't want to get involved, why don't you just kill that Miao King and surrender to the imperial court instead of giving us this hesitant reminder?"

The old man gave an extremely ugly smile.

"Sir, we want to do the same."

"The Miao King's poisonous insect can control all the poisonous insects with just a thought, and it can devour the master with just a thought."

"We can only do something secretly. If she or Ji Tianrui finds out, as long as she moves her finger, the twelve branches of the Miao people will be killed and exterminated in an instant!"

(End of this chapter)