Xu Zhoujiao in the clouds looked at the confession of guilt issued by Yinshanduqin. Her mood was extremely low, and the helplessness and helplessness in her heart enveloped her tightly.

She thought of how the gods were not understood and recognized in the previous civilization.

The last three ancient gods died, but they were still no match for the system's eloquence.

The letter of apology was like a mountain pressing on Xu Zhoujiao's chest, making her feel bitter.

Dianmu looked at Xuzhou Jiao, who was lying alone on the cloud and looking depressed, exchanged helpless glances with Leigong, and shook her head silently.

They are all poor people whose lives are fooled by the system, but in the end they have to bear the consequences of the system's misbehavior.

Such was Xuzhou Jiao's fate, and such was Yinshan Du's country.

At this time in the underworld, Xuzhou broke out of the queue.

He picked up the black dragon-embroidered robe scattered on the ground, gently brushed off the dust, and put it back on for Yinshandu.

After finishing the last wrinkle, Xuzhou Chuang told Yinshandu in a serious tone: "My great hermit monarch must maintain the dignity of the royal family no matter when and where he is."

Yinshan Gu, who was following behind him, picked up the dragon crown on the ground and patted Yinshan Du's shoulder hard.

"This dragon crown belongs to my ancestors in Yinshan. It has been passed down from generation to generation. How dare you just throw it away?"

"What do you think of my throne as the Great Hidden Emperor?"

"If you make a mistake, admit it. No matter how big the mistake is, your uncle will bear the consequences with you."

"If someone really needs to stand up and give an explanation to the world, it should be the emperor's uncle who comes first!"

As he said this, he tied up Yinshandu's hair again and solemnly placed the dragon crown on his head.

Seeing Yinshandu dressed properly again, Xuzhou Chuang and Yinshan Gu looked at each other. They lifted the hem of their robes together, knelt on one knee, and shouted in unison: "Your Majesty, long live the emperor!"

The rest of the people all knelt down and shouted, "Your Majesty, long live the emperor!"

As the crowd shouted, the dragon vein that was sleeping in the City God Temple suddenly appeared above the Facheng Gate.

It heard the declining national destiny of Dayin calling itself, it heard the kings of Dayin calling itself, it heard the true dragon spirit of Yinshandu calling itself.

The dragon vein turned back into a giant dragon and circled around in the sky above Facheng Gate.

It sprinkles down the dragon vein power with star-like dots.

The entire Kyoto city was shrouded in the light of peace, and Dayin's national fortune returned.

Lei Gong stood on the clouds and looked at the returning dragon vein. He let out a loud dragon roar, transformed back into his true form as a giant dragon and hovered over everyone's heads.

He kept patting his belly, and the rumbling thunder sounded like a thousand horses galloping, galloping across the sky above the entire Kyoto city.

Lei Gong bestowed his blessing on this revived dynasty.

Xu Zhoujiao propped up her upper body and watched all this with curiosity.

The Dian Mu squatted beside her, pointed at the dragon vein and the blessing Thunder God, and gently told her: "Did you see it? The country's fortune has returned because of everyone's unity."

She turned to look at Xuzhou Jiao and continued, "Jiaojiao, everyone is trying to understand you and feel you."

"You are different from the original God Realm."

"They are working with you. You are no longer fighting alone."

Xu Zhoujiao swept away her previous loneliness, looked at Dianmu with bright eyes and gave her a bright smile.

He looked up at the sky and stretched out his hand towards the scattered dragon vein power.

He looked around and muttered to himself, "Dayin's national fortune has returned, and the trend of destroying the country has disappeared."

The blessed thunder was not as terrifying as before.

It is like a drizzle, falling into people's dry hearts.

To dispel evil spirits and eliminate all diseases for them.

Yinshandu looked at Lei Gong who was blessing the people, and Xuzhou Jiao who was lying on the clouds and waving at him.

At this moment, he made up his mind: for the rest of his life, he would not only work hard to govern the country, but also fight the main system and the owner of the Fuguang Mountain Cave to the death...

Master Hu looked at Yinshan Du who was still supported by everyone and laughed out loud: "Yinshan Du, I underestimated you. I thought you would really stay in this muddleheaded state forever."

"I didn't expect that I would lose."

"Chang Qing, we father and daughter lost."

Yinshan Du straightened his clothes and said, "Ambitious traitors like you, failure is already written in your destiny."

“Everything you have done to the people, I will take back for the people.”

"Huang Rongzhang, listen to my order. I want you to immediately seal up all the houses, fields, gold, silver, jewelry, antiques, calligraphy and paintings of the Hu family."

As he said this, he looked at the people of the Hu family who were huddled in the corner and said, "Tell them not to take out a single piece of silk or satin, or even a hairpin!"

"Even if she is a married woman, she must be held accountable together."

"If even confiscating their property still doesn't raise enough for the 3.6 million taels, then we'll sell them all into slavery!"

“Until they make enough.”

The Hu family, who were used to calling the shots in Kyoto, were so frightened when they heard such a heavy sentence that they sat on the ground crying and complaining to Master Hu and Hu Changqing.

Master Hu looked at Yinshan Ferry in disbelief. He really didn't expect that Yinshan Ferry would humiliate the Hu family in this way.

As long as they sold slaves, their entire family would be despised for generations to come and would never have a chance to turn things around.

Lives worse than ordinary people.

Master Hu kept kowtowed to Yinshan Ferry and shouted, "No, Your Majesty, you can't do this. They don't know anything. You can't make them slaves!"

"All the wrong things were done by Chang Qing and I, and they were all unaware of it."

"Your Majesty, please give them a quick death! Please!"

Master Hu cried so hard that tears streamed down his face and his forehead was bleeding.

Yinshan Du sneered, bent down and looked into Master Hu's eyes, there was no warmth in his words.

"They don't know? You know best whether they don't know or they know but don't report it!"

"Every penny they spent was earned by having Cheng Jinyun sacrifice the lives of the people!"

"Satisfying? I won't let them have a good time. If any of them seeks death, I will punish all of them twice as much!"

"I will send them to the torture pits and make their lives miserable."

Yinshandu stood up, looked down at Master Hu and continued, "Do you remember how you taught us in your previous lectures?"

"You said that a real man must be ruthless and must not be soft on his enemies."

"Master, do you think I am cruel enough now? Am I still soft-hearted towards you?"

After saying that, the imperial guards behind Yinshandu waved their hands and ordered, "Go, move Hu Changqing's coffin here, so that the father and daughter can see it properly."

"After all, our Master Taifu has never seen his daughter dried up!"

The goddess of lightning, who had been watching every move of the lower world from the clouds, said with a smile: "Why bother with such a small coffin? Since you sincerely repent, I will help you!"

As she spoke, Dianmu pointed the bronze mirror in her hand toward the dome of the imperial mausoleum.

In a moment, the coffin containing Hu Changqing flew out from the hole in the top of the tomb.

Under the guidance of the bronze mirror, it landed on the open space in front of Facheng's door.

"Bang~" sound.

The coffin was placed upright on the ground, and its lid fell to the ground, immediately stirring up a cloud of dust.

Hu Changqing's body was exposed to everyone, his gray-brown skin was wrinkled like tree bark.

His whole body exudes an indescribable weirdness.

Some of the timid ones were so scared that they turned their heads away and moved towards the people around them.

There were also some brave ones who walked slowly forward and looked carefully at Hu Changqing's strange corpse.

The old lady pointed at the dried Hu Changqing and shouted, "She is a monster, a monster who seduces people!"

"Only evil spirits will turn into this kind of horrible appearance after death!"

When the onlookers heard what the old lady said, they all took a few steps back.

The old lady pointed at Hu Changqing's body and continued, "Look at her hideous appearance, and think about her cruel and ruthless methods. They are all the monsters in the books that specialize in digging out people's hearts."

As she spoke, the old lady patted the scholar beside her and asked, "Bookworm, tell me, is this what is written in the book?"

The scholar, who had been conquered by the old lady's wonderful ideas in the previous round, cooperated with her this time and said, "That's exactly what the book says."

"The book also says that this kind of monster has the ability to bewitch people and control their minds."

"You will do whatever she tells you to do, and you can't resist at all."

The old lady clapped her hands again and said, "You see, this scholar said so, I am not talking nonsense."

"Do you still remember that we lost a lot of children in Kyoto decades ago?"

"It must have been eaten by this evil spirit. After eating the child, she gained magical powers and was reincarnated into the Hu family."

"When he grows up, he will follow Master Hu and bring disaster to the country and the people."

"How could His Majesty be interested in her with her plain appearance? How could he have been favored by her for three years? She is not even as pretty as the toe of the Imperial Concubine."

"It must be this evildoer who has bewitched the Holy Heart and controlled Your Majesty's mind!"

Everyone was stunned by the old lady's serious nonsense.

The key is that this old lady always hits the mark every time, making people have to believe her.

Even Xu Zhoujiao, who was lying on the clouds, listened with gusto and nodded after every sentence.

Lian Shijun's misfortune can be seamlessly attributed to Hu Changqing.

Wow~ Auntie, you are so awesome!

Xu Zhoujiao, who was listening to the story with great interest, suddenly lost her focus and saw Hu Changqing's spirit in the crowd...

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