The fairy world collapsed, and the down-and-out gods were laid off and re-employed.

The centipede spirit died, and the spell on the prime minister's young master was naturally lifted, and his eyes returned to normal.

The monster's body was carried all the way from Tianze Mountain back to the capital of Lingqiu by the Prime Minister. In accordance with the emperor's order, his body was hung on the tower for three days for the people to visit.

The common people knew that the national master they worshiped was actually a goblin, and that the "good deeds" he did were all carefully planned performances. They were shocked and extremely angry at the same time. They demolished all his temples and replaced them with white clothes. In just one day, there was no longer a large-scale "funeral" procession in Lingqiu City.

Everyone returned to the palace. Lin Yi explained everything to the emperor, and it was Mo Shen who came up with the idea of ​​catching the centipede spirit.

He had seen what the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner looked like in the Wordless Heavenly Book. He drew what the banner looked like and asked Lin Yi to find the ladies in the harem and make one exactly the same for seven days.

Later, Lin Yi created an illusion for Centipede at the entrance of the cave. Because there was only one Jin Ling bracelet, she couldn't hold on for long, so she embroidered a big rooster, and when Centipede Spirit relaxed, he "swapped his Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner."

The leader of the Lingqing sect who catches monsters is a despicable one.

She also said that she entered the harem to capture the centipede spirit. Now that the centipede spirit has been eliminated, she has to leave.

In the past few days, under Mo Yanxu's care, the emperor's evil poison has been eliminated, and his complexion is as usual. Full of gratitude, he did not take this matter to heart and agreed to Lin Yi's departure.

But he smiled at Jiang Zhixia, who was looking at him blankly, "Are you willing to stay?"

"Master? Master!"

"what?"

It wasn't until Lu Chennian touched her arm that she came back to her senses. She has been thinking about asking the emperor how much remuneration is appropriate. If it is less, she will not do it, and if it is more, she is afraid that the emperor will not do it.

Seeing Lu Chennian's gloomy face, she asked him blankly, "What's wrong with you?"

Lu Chennian was angry but didn't say anything.

There are so many male immortals in the immortal world, but she has never been seen staring at them. I don't know how many times my original body was prettier than this man. Do you still look at him as if you have never seen the world before? Moreover, the emperor's appearance can only be said to be above average.

The emperor laughed heartily, "But I'm fascinated by it, little girl."

Jiang Zhixia:? ? ? Little girl? Based on his age, shouldn't he call himself ancestor?

She half-opened her mouth, feeling that some of her emotions wanted to rush toward his face so hotly from her stomach.

The emperor took her reaction as a sign that she was once again obsessed with his appearance.

Seeing that she was beautiful and full of innocence when she was in a daze, he walked up to her and bent down, smiling evilly at her, "How do you like it? Are you willing to stay in the palace? I am willing to marry you in the future."

"This emperor..." Lu Chennian stood in front of her and pushed the emperor, "Please respect yourself."

"What does it have to do with you if I talk to her?" The emperor straightened up, not wanting to lose to him in terms of momentum. But I have to admit that no matter how you look at it, he is a head shorter than Lu Chennian.

The two were at war with each other.

Jiang Zhixia looked indifferent, "Okay, okay, isn't it just to enter the palace and become a concubine? Can you do it tonight?"

"Jiang Zhixia! What are you going to do!?" Lu Chennian asked first, attracting Mo Yanxu and Liu Mosi's side glances.

"Be a noble lady." Jiang Zhixia winked at the emperor and said, "I'll wait for you tonight."

The emperor repeatedly said hello and left happily.

Lu Chennian felt irritable when he saw the emperor's eyes. After he left, his tone became a little impatient, "Do you know what he wants to do?"

"I know, I'm not a fool."

"Then you still..."

"I have to help this emperor find his own position." Jiang Zhixia imitated Master Kaiyang with one hand behind her back, stroking her non-existent beard, and lowered her voice, "Disciples, teach him a lesson."

"Yes, Master!" The other three responded with smiles.

At night, the emperor specially dressed up and came to the place where Jiang Zhixia lived.

After he entered the door, he found that the room was filled with fragrance, and the pink gauze curtain and dim candlelight made the atmosphere even more ambiguous. When he saw Jiang Zhixia's figure behind the screen, a rush of heat surged through his body, and the screen retreated to the left and right.

They were the only two people left in the room. Jiang Zhixia turned out from the screen, still wearing the colorful clothes given to her by the people.

"Isn't there anyone to help you dress?" He was very dissatisfied when he saw her dressed like this.

"Am I poorly dressed?" She didn't even salute, and sat down alone to pour herself a cup of tea.

"Do you know that no one in the palace dares to do this to me, and you are the first one." He sat next to her, held her hand holding the cup, and said softly, "I like your straightforwardness."

"You..." She took out her hand and continued to pour water without looking at him, "You can't tell, you are quite cheap. Are all men like this?"

He snorted coldly, "How can you compare others with me? I am the emperor!"

"The emperor who needs to pay tribute to the Central Plains Dynasty?" She spoke without any mercy, which made the emperor feel a little embarrassed.

"I can tolerate you once or twice, but don't push yourself too far."

She turned a blind eye to his anger and added, "I heard from others that you get inexplicably irritable every month and want to kill someone."

"It's not that I want to kill people, I'm really killing people. If I don't have the elixir to offer me every month, I will definitely fall into madness. So no one dares to mess with me." His voice dropped to freezing point, "Have you ever seen the wrath of the emperor? Blood flows like a river, The corpse is floating thousands of miles away. The world calls me a tyrant. But I like this name, their lives are in my hands."

He thought Jiang Zhixia would be afraid, but she picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, then turned around and looked directly at him, "What do you think of human life? You hold the power of life and death in your hands, but you use it as a kind of capital to show off." . You enjoy playing with them and turn a blind eye to their pain. If you haven’t read the history books, you should have heard the historical stories. The tyrants of every generation were not nailed to the pillar of shame. But you stand up to the tyrant "You are complacent in the name. Is it honorable to kill people casually?"

The emperor flew into a rage and knocked everything on the table to the ground. "I'm warning you, if you dare to say one more word, I will kill you too."

In contrast, Jiang Zhixia was very calm. She continued: "Actually, I think the so-called violent killings are all lies. When you went crazy, why didn't you hit the stone? You only dare to kill people in your palace. If you can put aside your identity and stand on the street, do you still dare to kill someone?"

The emperor covered his head, looking like he had a splitting headache.

"You don't dare, right? So your so-called violent killing was a decision you made while sober. In my senior sister's words, you are just a dog that bullies the weak and fears the strong."

"Shut up!" The emperor's eyes were scarlet and he roared, and Jiang Zhixia slapped him four times.

"Noisy!"

He covered his face and said in disbelief: "You actually hit me? I'll kill you!"

These slaps directly hit the emperor's self-esteem. If he let her out alive, where would his face be? !

In anger, he took out the dagger in his arms and stabbed Jiang Zhixia. Unexpectedly, she slapped his elbow and pressed his arm, snatched away the dagger, and gave him another slap with her backhand.

"Someone is coming! Someone is coming!" He shouted loudly, but no one came in from outside.

He bypassed her and tried to rush out the door, but she knocked him to the ground with an elbow and belt. She held the dagger against the emperor's neck, "Are you coming again?"

"You can't kill me!" His voice was trembling.

She chuckled twice and said, "I said you guys really have met a more powerful opponent, and I have cured you of all diseases."

"I didn't mean to kill anyone, it was because of the psychological shadow I suffered when I was a child..."

"Then why didn't you kill someone when you were a kid?"

"I was still young then..."

"So you also know how to control yourself. When you grow up and have power, you start to go crazy and harm innocent people?" Jiang Zhixia slashed his cheek with a dagger. "My master used to teach me that if this person is far away from the ground, If it's too high, it's easy to drift off. So in order to prevent yourself from drifting off, you should often check the lower world. I feel that the emperor is the same."

"What do you want to do?"

Jiang Zhixia did not answer him, but asked another question. "Do you know why there is such a saying that the poor are born with evil intentions and the rich are born with conscience?"

He shook his head.

"Because the poor do not have the right to speak of their own, and it is up to you, the literate aristocrats, to arrange and destroy them." She raised the dagger, "You are just lucky. Have you ever thought about what if all this was your dream? Wake up? Come here, Huang Shang!"

After that, she knocked out the emperor.

But when the emperor woke up, he found himself lying in a ruined temple wearing rags, surrounded by beggars, and the temple was full of stench.

He sat up quickly and said in panic: "Why am I here!? Who are you?"

A little beggar said with a smile: "Are you stupid for dreaming? Come on, I really think you are the emperor. You are just a stinky beggar."

"Nonsense, I am obviously the emperor. It must be that woman. She knocked me out and sent me here."

As soon as this was said, more people laughed.

"Old Huang, did you see the emperor's chariot chasing him a while ago and are you trying to replace him?" Another beggar said: "Don't think about it, we are destined to be beggars. Eat something, the steamed buns I just came to Here you go." He threw a bun covered with dirt into the broken bowl in front of the emperor.

He slapped the begging bowl over and shouted loudly: "I am the emperor! I want to go back to the palace, I want to go back to the palace!"

He stood up and just ran out of the temple gate when he fell to the ground. His legs seemed not to obey him.

It had just rained in the morning, and the water in the mud puddle in front of him had not yet dried. He saw a face covered in abscesses in the reflection.

The old beggar inside rushed out and helped him up, "Old Huang, why are you running when you just reattached your broken leg?"

When he turned around, he saw two branches tied to his legs, and dirty rags wrapped around them. The green herbal juice oozing out was intertwined with blood and dirt.

What on earth is going on? His soul was changed by Jiang Zhixia? !