The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 196
The moment that voice sounded.

Yin Ruihua's movements stopped.

He seemed like a frog frozen in ice, unable to move an inch. In the air that seemed to have stopped, he could hear his arteries beating like hammers in his temples.

My heart was beating against my ribs.

My mind went blank.

The footsteps behind him slowly circled. A figure gradually appeared from the edge of his sight, slowly walked in front of him, and blocked the door.

It was the dried corpse lying in the tomb of Xiaoling Mausoleum.

The mummy's eyelids had dried up, leaving only a pair of eyeballs moving slowly in the eye sockets, looking towards Yin Ruihua.

His face was unrecognizable, but Yin Ruihua still recognized those cold eyes.

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Ji Tianrui stood up with the help of the wall, coughed violently a few times, and spat out a mouthful of dirty blood mixed with the corpses of several poisonous insects.

The blow that the mummy had given her just now was very severe. If it weren't for her unusual physique and his healing of her injuries, she would have died on the spot.

That's the man's character.

If Ji Tianrui woke him up, he would reward her, even if he didn't know her at all; if she didn't kneel down to thank him for the reward, he would kill her, even if he had just used up all his energy to save her.

The sage is not benevolent, and regards the common people as dogs.

This is the second emperor of Dashuo, whose name and reign title were erased from the official history.

Emperor Jianwen, Zhu Yunwen.

Ji Tianrui tapped his body a few times, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing for a moment, barely recovered some of his internal energy, and quickly walked out of the tomb.

He walked straight to the ruins of the main hall, heard Yang Lizhang's weak breathing, and dug him out of the ruins.

"Senior Yang, can you still live?"

Ji Tianrui said.

"Yes, give me some bugs to use."

Yang Lizhang said.

"it is good."

Ji Tianrui cut her wrist and dripped blood into Yang Lizhang's mouth.

"Remember, my witchcraft is in conflict with the Shaolin secret method, and it can only temporarily heal your body. Within three days, you will definitely die."

"Humph!"

Yang Lizhang swallowed the blood, and his face suddenly turned bright red. Then he supported himself with his hands, slowly stood up, and brushed off the dust on his body.

"I never planned to leave Shuntian alive."

"Three days should be enough for you to complete your plan."

Ji Tianrui smiled and nodded.

"Enough."

"That's good."

Yang Lizhang turned his head and looked towards the entrance of Xiaoling Mausoleum, his eyes fixed.

"That's Emperor Jianwen?"

"Yes."

Ji Tianrui nodded.

"All the records about him in the history books have been deleted, and only some folk legends remain. There is no reliable explanation for how he died."

"My Yang family knows that he is still alive, but how did you know that he was in this Xiaoling Mausoleum?"

Yang Lizhang asked.

"Do you remember two years ago, a group of female celestial beings disguised themselves as palace maids and sneaked into the palace to assassinate the emperor?"

Ji Tianrui laughed softly.

"The Renyin Palace Incident?"

Yang Lizhang's face turned serious.

"Your handwriting?"

Ji Tianrui smiled and waved her hand.

"Not really. I just helped out. It was a way for me to test the emperor."

"The emperor has been hunting down the immortals in the martial arts world for many years, and his methods are much more cruel than those of the previous dynasty. Even the immortals of Wudang and Shaolin are not spared. Naturally, some of his relatives and friends hate him so much that they would take risks."

"I gave them the art of disguise and the poisonous insects that could store the heavenly realm. They were able to evade the court's investigation and sneak into the palace to assassinate the emperor. A heavenly realm that managed to escape the palace returned the favor and told me some news."

Yang Lizhang pondered for a while.

"Where is the celestial being who escaped from the palace?" "Dead."

Ji Tianrui spread his hands.

"Did you kill him?"

"of course."

"Heh...it's Ji Tianrui's son, really vicious enough."

Yang Lizhang snorted coldly.

"She told you more than just news about Emperor Jianwen, right?"

"What do you think?"

Ji Tianrui's face once again showed that elusive smile that seemed to be both happy and sighing.

Yang Lizhang had long been accustomed to her mysterious style, and knew that with her style, she would only reveal information when she needed him to know. Moreover, her words were half true and half false, so he would not dare to believe it even if she told him.

So he gave up the matter and turned his attention back to Yin Ruihua and Emperor Jianwen.

He only took one look and immediately let out a long sigh.

"It's really him."

Follow his gaze.

At the gate of Xiaoling Mausoleum, Yin Ruihua had been standing there for a while.

Although there was nothing unusual about his appearance, if someone looked at him from the front, they would be able to see that his eyes were dull, his pupils suddenly dilated and then suddenly shrank, his head was covered in cold sweat, his fingers were trembling, and his breathing was becoming increasingly heavy.

It's like being trapped in a nightmare.

And Yin Ruihua was already terrified to the extreme.

At the same time that Emperor Jianwen appeared behind him, the dense forests, mausoleums, and walls in front of him all disappeared.

Instead, it was the memory he feared the most——

"Conquer the world to serve one man! Jianwen doesn't care about uncles, brothers, relatives and old friends! For his achievements, all the gods and people will become sacrifices! Brother Yin, you are no exception!"

A middle-aged man grabbed his hand.

"People are at the mercy of the sword, and you and I are at the mercy of the sword. Why not fight to the death? If I can conquer the world, I will not treat Brother Yin unfairly!"

The scene changed and they arrived at a palace.

"My dear Yin, what do you want to do?"

Jianwen sat on the dragon throne and looked at him coldly.

He looked at the celestial generals behind him, mustered up his courage, and spoke loudly.

"The people of the world have been disloyal to Your Majesty for a long time! We are the former subordinates of Emperor Taizu, and we cannot bear to see the country destroyed, so we come to ask Your Majesty to abdicate!"

The surroundings suddenly became dark.

When the surroundings gradually became brighter, Yin Ruihua looked around.

The hall was already a sea of blood and corpses. The generals who had joined Emperor Taizu in conquering cities and territories were no longer human.

He looked down at his body and let out a hoarse cry.

There was no flesh and blood between his chest and abdomen. Only a white spine was left, standing empty under his chest.

He fell backwards and was caught by a pair of large hands.

"Brother Yin! It's done! Look!"

The man behind him stretched out a hand and pointed toward the platform.

He looked up.

Emperor Jianwen was leaning on the dragon throne, with a sharp sword stuck in his chest, looking at him coldly.

"No...he's not dead yet..."

He said in a whisper.

"It doesn't matter! He no longer has the strength to rise again!"

the man said.

"For my brother's sake, I won't kill him."

"I will give him the immortality he wants! But I will make sure he is never able to live or die! I want him to always, forever keep vigil for my brothers! And to protect the world of my Zhu family forever!"

The big hands pressed on Yin Ruihua's chest.

"Brother Yin, I have a celestial being who practices healing techniques here, and he will definitely heal you."

"After I die, you will take care of him!"

(End of this chapter)