Maoshan Ghostbusters

Zuo Weizhong laughed triumphantly, "My dear princess, now I have killed all the insiders, guess what I will do next?"

The purple bird said viciously, "I don't know, and I don't want to know."

"Are you not interested in your husband's bright future at all?"

"I have a husband, okay? Please stop getting nervous, okay?"

Zuo Weizhong triumphantly raised the ring finger of his left hand, and the chain attached to the purple bird's ankle shook, "Look, dear princess, you are my legal wife long ago, now you wear it on your ankle Is my ring."

"That's all your wishful thinking, Zuo Weizhong, you bastard! Quickly untie the spell for me, and then untie me the **** chain."

"Dear princess, you know I would never do that."

"Hmph, then you just remember, wait for the day your spells are unlocked, that is the day I commit suicide, I have had enough of you."

"Well, no more noise. I actually want to tell you that we should go back to the palace now."

"Why are you going back to the palace?"

"Of course there are a lot of things to do. But before I go back, I have to deprive you of your ability to speak again and let your voice take a break in time, which is good for you."

The purple bird sneered, "You are worried that I will expose you in public and tell all the scandals you have done."

Zuo Weizhong nodded, "Maybe you are right."

Purple Bird still wanted to quarrel with him, but found that her voice had changed into a bird's call again, so she was chattering desperately angrily.

Zuo Weizhong hissed, "Stop arguing, you are about to blast my head. Forget it, it seems that I should mute you completely so that my ears will be completely clean." Stop, immediately recite the spell silently.

The purple bird found that he couldn't even open his mouth, so he could only stare at him viciously with those beautiful violet eyes.

"Okay, dear princess, now, we should go back to the palace." After that, Zuo Weizhong got up and flew forward, disappearing into the white world with snow flakes flying in the sky.

When Zuo Weizhong flew into the palace, the snow had not stopped.

The palace is still in order as before, the maids are busy cleaning sewing and washing, the guards patrolling the palace and the palace majesticly, taking time to flirt with the familiar maids.

As soon as Zuo Weizhong landed in the palace garden, he was immediately spotted by a patrolling guard.

The guard stepped forward and bowed his hands, "Master, may I ask you why you enter the palace? The king took the queen and the little prince up the mountain to burn incense to worship the ancestors, and he has not returned yet.

Zuo Weizhong said with sorrow on his face, "Hurry up and summon all the ministers and say I have important things to announce."

The guard was stunned, "But the king is not here now."

The subtext of the guards is that only the king has the right to summon all the ministers.

The guard didn't move, and whispered, "Master, if there is something important, do you want to wait for the king to come back and announce it?"

Zuo Weizhong glared at him, "You are a lot of nonsense, don't hurry up."

"Yes." The guard nodded, afraid to refuse.

From the eyes of the national teacher, the guard saw that something must have happened to the country of Wanye, and the national teacher was so anxious that he couldn't wait for the king to return to announce it.

The guard blew the horn. The horn was a magic horn specially made by Jin Yingxun. The sound of the horn could be directly transmitted to the home of each minister to facilitate contact at any time.

The ministers heard the king's horn and thought it was the king calling them, and immediately rushed to the palace in the snow. After a while, all the people gathered.

The ministers were all waiting in the chamber to meet the monarch, but after waiting for a long time, they did not see the king.

The door of the chamber creaked open, and the national teacher Zuo Weizhong walked in crying.

Seeing that the momentum was wrong, the ministers began to discuss it in private.

An old minister with white hair and beard stepped forward and said, "Master, why did the king summon us? Where is the king now?"

Zuo Weizhong's nose sore, and a tear was squeezed out, "Actually, I have come to announce a bad news to the ministers."

(Nima, crocodile tears.)

The ministers were all dumbfounded. They looked at each other and said in unison, "Master, what happened?"

Zuo Weizhong frowned and suddenly burst into tears, "The king and queen are all dead, killed by the rebels, and even the little prince was not spared."

The ministers were all shocked, and no one could believe this to be true.

"Rebels? Who rebelled?"

"It's Jin Liming and Yang Shouzhi."

"It's them, I have long seen that they are not good people, and have been persuading Your Majesty to beware of them. Sure enough, something happened."

"Then what happened?"

Zuo Weizhong choked, "When I arrived, your majesty, the queen, the little prince, and all the guards and maids were killed by the rebels. I just hate myself now. I went too late. When I went, they had already All were killed, I can only kill all the rebels to avenge your majesty, but even so, there is no way to get back the lives of your majesty, queen and the little prince."

The old minister questioned, "Ah? How could such a thing happen? His Majesty has a skeleton slave guard, no one can approach him. Jin Liming and Yang Shouzhi are martial arts and do not understand spells, how could they kill your Majesty like this? Where is the top mage?"

The ministers hesitated for a moment, and all agreed, "Yes, with the magical skills of His Majesty the King, how could martial artists like Jin Liming and Yang Shouzhi succeed?"

Zuo Weizhong sucked his nose in pain, and sobbed, "Yes, everyone is right. If it is Jin Liming and Yang Shouzhi, two brave fools, they really can't kill your Majesty, but they hired four. The mage is the notorious four rats of gold, silver, bronze and iron. They ordered the four rats to imprison your majesty’s skeleton slaves, and then the four rats joined forces to kill your majesty. It’s a pity that your majesty’s fame was actually killed by Jin Liming and Yang Shouzhi. The thief was killed."

The ministers sighed.

The old minister said, "Where are the four rats?"

Zuo Weizhong wiped away his tears and said, "I have killed all the rebels."

Although some ministers had doubts about Zuo Weizhong before, but now, Zuo Weizhong feels all admiring eyes.

The old minister said again, "What about the corpses of your majesty, queen and the little prince?"

The ministers said one after another, "Yes, even if your majesty's family of three were killed by the traitors, their bodies should be recovered and buried properly."

Zuo Weizhong said painfully, "The corpses of your majesty, the queen, the little prince, and the guards have been turned into a pool of pus and blood by the nasty four rats, and they cannot be buried at all."

The ministers were all immersed in grief, and no one noticed the purple bird standing on Zuo Weizhong's left shoulder, the angry light bursting out of his beautiful eyes.