Simultaneous travel: all abstract fun people

Chapter 343 Thank you for the invitation. I just became a Xuan Bird and am cursing King Zhou in Chaoge.

Song.

Roger arrived in Chaoge City with Su Hu and his group.

Su Hu ordered his men to set up camp outside the city and said to Roger, "I plan to take my role and go into the city to meet King Wu Cheng, Huang Feihu."

Upon hearing this, Roger inwardly scoffed.

It's strange that a large merchant family would have such a document related to the imperial examinations.

However, Roger did not refute this on the surface.

Before long, they arrived at the Prince Wucheng's residence.

In the main hall, Huang Feihu sat in the main seat, his armor gleaming, exuding an imposing aura.

Upon seeing Su Hu enter, he snorted coldly: "You, Su Hu, are anti-Shang and should be executed."

“But the other day, the Marquis of Xibo, Ji Chang, had a proposal to have you offer a woman to atone for your sins, so as to fulfill the great duty between ruler and subject.”

"Did you bring your daughter with you on this trip?"

"If you go to the Queen Dowager to atone for your sins, it will be understandable, and your father and son will be spared."

Su Hu was about to explain when Roger interrupted him first:
"What you're saying doesn't quite sound right."

"The king is indulging in wine and women, and now he listens to slander and seizes other men's wives and daughters. You, as his subjects, do not speak up to correct him, but instead help him to do evil. You are also wicked and villainous people."

"How can the Shang Dynasty be filled with such treacherous and wicked people? I think the Shang Dynasty is doomed."

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was in an uproar.

Huang Feihu suddenly stood up, his eyes wide with anger: "Who are you? How dare you spout nonsense here!"

Roger smiled slightly: "Just a hermit in the mountains."

Huang Feihu sneered: "Why should a person from the secular world, who should be cultivating in the mountains, get involved in the mortal world?"

Roger laughed and said, "I couldn't bear to see the Shang Dynasty fall into ruin, so I came down the mountain to help them."

Huang Feihu was so angry that his beard stood on end: "What a big mouth you have!"

"Does disobeying you mean the Shang Dynasty will be destroyed?"

Roger nodded solemnly: "It's hard to say."

Huang Feihu was furious: "Men, drag him away and behead him!"

The two retainers of the Prince's mansion, Zhou Ji and Long Huan, rushed out with several soldiers and grabbed Roger's arm.

Roger did not resist and let them take him away.

"Go ahead and chop."

"I'll admit defeat if you can kill me."

The crowd was baffled, but they still pushed Roger to the execution ground and chopped off his head with a single stroke.

The round head fell to the ground with a thud and rolled a few times.

Then, he actually opened his mouth and laughed!
"Hahahaha, that's great!"

Roger's head chuckled and said, "Your knife skills are quite good; you cut very accurately."

"Come here, tear me apart!"

Everyone was shocked.

When Huang Feihu heard the commotion, he came out to see what was going on and was stunned.

"What kind of monster is this?"

At that moment, Roger's head shouted again, "No, no, beheading alone isn't cruel enough, burn it!"

That's more like it!

Upon hearing this, Huang Feihu gritted his teeth and shouted, "Burn! Burn this monster to ashes!"

So the soldiers took action, and a fire broke out, burning Roger's body and head together.

Looking at the fire, Long Huan laughed triumphantly, "That demon has turned to ashes."

Huang Feihu was relieved and waved for his men to put out the fire.

Su Hu stood to the side, his face pale, filled with remorse.

"It was I who harmed my benefactor..."

He muttered to himself, "If I hadn't asked him to come along, he wouldn't have lost his life."

But just as everyone was about to leave...

The fire not only didn't go out, but burned even brighter!

Flames soared into the sky, illuminating the entire city of Chaoge.

At that moment, a mysterious light rose from the flames.

Immediately afterwards, a huge black bird burst out of the fire, its wings spread wide, blotting out the sky!
It raised its head and cried out to the sky, its voice like thunder, shaking the entire Chaoge!

The black bird spread its wings and flew straight towards the palace! Huang Feihu was stunned: "What on earth is going on?"

At this moment, Roger, who had transformed into a black bird, was overjoyed.

Sure enough, in the world of Investiture of the Gods, where the Mystic Bird exists, one can indeed transform into the Mystic Bird by using the Monkey Talisman shared from the Gray Mist Hall.

He flapped his wings twice, soared into the sky, and headed straight for the palace.

At this moment, the entire city of Chaoge was alarmed by his commotion.

The people all looked up in astonishment, exclaiming in surprise:

"Look! It's a black bird!"

"This is an auspicious sign!"

"Is the Shang Dynasty about to usher in a golden age?"

Meanwhile, in the palace, King Zhou was meeting with his ministers when he heard the commotion outside and learned of the appearance of the Black Bird.

"The Black Bird has appeared in the world?"

What does this signify?

Fei Zhong, standing nearby, immediately flattered, "Your Majesty is wise and mighty, and your governance of the world is so effective that it has moved Heaven. The Black Bird has come to reward your achievements!"

Upon hearing this, King Zhou immediately beamed with joy: "Yes, my dear minister, you are right."

Just now.

A furious curse descended from the sky, as loud as thunder, shaking the entire palace!
"Make that bastard Di Xin come out here!"

This shout startled King Zhou so much that he tumbled off his throne.

His face instantly darkened, and the courtiers accompanying him exchanged bewildered glances, unsure whether they should feign death.

"Who? Who dares to insult me ​​like this!"

King Zhou roared through gritted teeth.

Everyone fell silent, no one daring to speak.

Just then, the veteran minister Shang Rong stepped forward, his expression solemn and his tone firm:

"Your Majesty, the Black Bird is the ancestor of our Great Shang Dynasty. The appearance of the Black Bird in the palace must be a punishment from Heaven for the monarch."

"If I do not personally step forward to accept the blame, I fear I will incur the wrath of Heaven, and disaster will befall me."

Upon hearing this, King Zhou's face darkened even more: "What? You want me to go out and be scolded?"

"Exactly."

Shang Rong said solemnly, "A ruler should respect Heaven and fear destiny. The appearance of the Black Bird today is no ordinary event, and Your Majesty must not be negligent."

King Zhou was so angry that his nose almost twisted out of shape.

In his view, this was clearly someone using the name of the Black Bird to humiliate him.

But he also knew that the Black Bird held an extraordinary position in the hearts of the people of the Great Shang Dynasty, and if he refused to show himself, he would be in deep trouble.

"That's all!"

King Zhou gritted his teeth and flicked his sleeve.

Thus, under the watchful eyes of everyone, King Zhou was forced to leave the palace.

In the air, the black bird that Roger had transformed into circled once and came to a steady stop in mid-air.

"You tyrant!"

He pointed at King Zhou's nose and cursed him.

“I entrusted the country to you, and you’ve ruined it like this. I’m heartbroken.”

“You have sinned against the country, disgraced your ancestors, and failed Heaven and Earth. I wish I could dismiss you.”

"Let me give you a piece of advice: turn your heart, lungs, and intestines inside out, expose them to the sun, wash them, and tidy them up."

King Zhou looked puzzled: "What have I done wrong?"

"Since I ascended the throne, I have been diligently governing the country and have never dared to slack off for a moment."

Roger sneered and shouted:

"I think you're just diligently looking for women!"

"You saw that the statue of Nuwa was beautiful, so you wrote a poem in someone's temple that blasphemed the goddess."

"You force your subjects to take their wives and daughters, and drive the feudal lords into rebellion. Is this what you call effective governance?"

"If you're not a tyrant, then who is?"

King Zhou's face turned pale and then red from the scolding, and he was so angry that he could hardly speak.

The surrounding officials all lowered their heads and remained silent, fearing that they would be criticized by name.

(End of this chapter)