The villain's daily corpse collection

It was late at night outside, and Jun Zhao was also feeling tired. He suggested finding a comfortable place among the rocks nearby to rest for a while. Wang Wei had no objection, so the two found a safe cave, lit a fire, and sat around on both sides.

There is no light in Chihou City, so it is impossible to use a normal sundial to record the time. But fortunately, this is a place beyond common sense, and the stones on the rock wall that shine like stars are the tools used here to judge time.

According to local people, the stones that glow at each hour are different, and the colors of the light they emit are also very different.

When people first discovered this pattern, they began to collect different stones and put one of each of the twelve different stones in the places where people gathered in the city, so that people could roughly determine the time when passing by. Later, many people followed suit, so it was not difficult to know the approximate time in the city.

Jun Zhao took out the dry food he had prepared in advance and started eating. He wanted to give it to Wang Wei, but then he remembered that she didn't need to eat, so he took the dry food back.

The two of them sat quietly on the ground, Wang Wei began to meditate and practice, ignoring Jun Zhao. But the air alone was inevitably lonely and boring, so Jun Zhao carefully walked forward and sat next to Wang Wei. Seeing a small piece of ash on her sleeve, he raised his hand to brush it away. Wang Wei opened her eyes at the right time and looked into his eyes.

"There is dust on your clothes. Let me help you dust it off." Jun Zhao pointed at the tiny piece of dust.

Wang Wei lowered his eyes to take a look, then gently brushed it away with his spiritual power, preparing to continue his meditation.

"Are you so reluctant to be in this place with me? Are you just going to remain silent? Are you treating me like air?" Jun Zhao kept chattering.

"Aren't we supposed to rest tonight? We'll talk about it tomorrow if you have anything to say." Wang Wei raised his eyelids and uttered a word.

"You still have a prejudice against me." Jun Zhao replied.

"Jun Zhao, I can act with you in front of everyone, but there is no need now. Now tell me, how do you get into the City Lord's Mansion? This matter is related to your mission. If you don't find the key, don't expect me to help you." Hope to be brief.

"So you will help me?" Jun Zhao coughed a few times, "I will definitely help you find the key and make you stronger."

Wang Wei turned his body half a circle, leaned forward, and moved closer to Jun Zhao: "You won't hide anything from me this time."

Jun Zhao straightened his back: "No, I swear. The key you are looking for has energy properties from the sixth heaven."

"Sixth Heaven, the Red Sun Palace in Rilun Heaven?" Wang Wei recalled slowly, "So my box came from the Red Sun Palace, and it's the box of the Sun Emperor? The keys must be matched... So, it's all the fault of the Sixth Heaven."

She immediately took out the box and examined it for a long time but couldn't find anything.

Jun Zhao said: "They may or may not have participated in this matter. It's just an object and it doesn't prove anything. Even if they did, they naturally wouldn't leave any flaws for you to discover. I'm very familiar with the aura of other heavens. I can sense that it's the sixth heaven."

Wang Wei rolled his eyes and wanted to speak, but Jun Zhao temporarily stopped him: "I can tell you that I am definitely not afraid or believe that you will make any counterattack. With your current strength, it is difficult to fight against Zi Sangkui, let alone other gods in the Heavenly Palace. They are not in the same league as Zi Sangkui. Fighting against you who only has half of your strength, you should consider it yourself."

Jun Zhao's words were very pertinent. Although they were not pleasant to hear, they were all true. Wang Wei was no longer at the age where she liked to be complimented. She knew that these words were not threats, but the truth.

However, even so, she still wanted to find out the whole story that led to this incident. Even if she couldn't kill the God, someone from the Gods who had dealt with him would have to pay the price for her eyes.

"Tsk... You've become a mortal, but you can still feel the breath of heaven? And the breath of monsters?" Changing the subject, Wang Wei really found it incredible.

"These feelings are engraved in my memory and will linger for a long time. But even if I retain the perception, I don't have any power at all. I can only rely on you, my old friend." At the end, Jun Zhao's tone became nonsensical again.

"Depend on me? Look at how disorganized your heaven is. After all, you still have to rely on an outsider like me to do things. As the Heavenly Venerable..." Wang Wei's tone softened significantly, and there was even some teasing in his voice.

"The Sun Emperor is prejudiced against you. After all, you made him pay a terrible price. It's understandable that he hates you. Oh, and..."

Jun Zhao spoke calmly about the grievances of the wars in those years, which could be described as objective and fair. Wang Wei couldn't help laughing. She didn't think that what she heard now was a satire or resentment against her actions in those years, but rather it was helping her sort out her achievements one by one.

Wang Wei picked up a stick and poked the fire in front of him. Jun Zhao chattered until he was thirsty. He reached out to Wang Wei and handed him a clean porcelain piece - a piece that Wang Wei had crushed: "I'm thirsty. Give me some water."

There was really no need to refuse such a thing. She directed the water to the fragments, and Jun Zhao didn't care about the prickly mouth. After going back and forth several times, he finally drank it.

"The gate of the City Lord's Mansion is wide open every day, but no one comes in, let alone leaves." Wang Wei spoke slowly, "I feel like there is some special force lingering at the door, but it's not that complicated, right?"

"That's wrong." Jun Zhao shook his head. "I don't dare to tell you what's inside now. In fact, I asked you to come out so that you can make a choice. If you can't open this box for the time being, you might as well give up and look for the next thing. When I use up my life and return to heaven, I can help you find the source."

"What if you live to be a hundred years old, and I'm still waiting for you by your side? Tsk, what are you dreaming about?" Wang Wei rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"You didn't know how to be a kid—"

"You're so nervous to mention it. I don't want to tell you too much about the past, so I'll just say tomorrow."

Looking up at the dark night without the sky, Jun Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly: "I suspect that the City Lord's Mansion itself is a living thing."

Wang Wei frowned: "What do you mean? Is there any basis for what you said?"

"That mansion is so huge, and there are many places where the architecture is not reasonable... You don't really understand the architecture of the mortal world. Bai Tang and I have noticed something wrong. I suggest that we go to other angles to observe it more tomorrow."

"Then why did you bring me to such a far place today? And you forced Huo Feng away. What's your intention?" Wang Wei looked displeased.

"I have a general understanding of the cause and effect of this matter. Today, there are only two of us here. Can you tell me the bottom line? How do you plan to end it?"

Wang Wei sneered: "None of your business—" Jun Zhao's eyes hinted at a secret, and Wang Wei took back his words, "I have no plans. I'll just go wherever I go."

Jun Zhao shook his head suddenly: "I don't believe it. You are a person who plans carefully, how could there be such a mistake in such an important matter?"