Don't repay, just hug

In the underground stone chamber made of marble, only one candle was beating.The dark candlelight reflected Pu Yi's weird and terrifying mask.The pair of shrewd and misty eyes on the mask are looking at the blue-glazed golden moon shadow plum pattern cup in front of them.

The proud work of Wei Ran, the most famous utensil master in Jishen Kingdom, even in the dim candlelight, the deep glaze color still exudes a beautiful luster like clear white jade, and the embellished golden color patterns are even more beautiful in the past. Glittering against the backdrop of blue glaze, it looks like a piece of beautiful jade, which makes people love it.

But what Pu Yi couldn't put it down even more was the bright and magnificent red liquid in the blue glaze cup.It was the blood he had just shaved off a piece of flesh with a small razor from a living person.

Immediately afterwards, he mixed the ground herbal powder into it, and shook it slightly, allowing it to quickly blend with the blood.The "secret medicine" dedicated to the emperor was done.

Pu Yi stared at the medicinal juice with very serious eyes, then picked up a colorful glass bottle at hand, and poured the solution into it carefully, taking care not to spill a single drop.

The exquisite carvings on the glass bottle became the scale for Pu Yi to measure.After slowly pouring this cup of concoction, he watched the red liquid accumulated in the bottle rise to the position of the carved petals, and then stopped.

"That's the amount I gave His Majesty today."

Pu Yi handed the colorful glass bottle to the soldier standing beside him, and the soldier took it with a blank expression. This kind of scene has already numb his mind under the influence of these dozens of days.

"There's a little left, don't let it go to waste..." Pu Yi looked at the little left at the bottom of the blue-glazed cup, and murmured regretfully. He raised his eyes and glanced at the soldier who had just received the glass bottle from the corner of his eye. right?"

The soldier's original stone-like face was finally shaken. He muttered and said, "This... this..."

Pu Yi laughed softly, like an innocent boy, his voice was full of magnetism and temptation: "This is a treasure that only His Majesty can taste? Come, I won't tell anyone."

The soldier stared in horror at the hand that was stretched out, holding the blue glaze cup. It was too slender for a man, and it was more beautiful than any woman's hand he had ever seen.

Beautiful like poppies.

Those hands were like the devil's withered claws, grasping his heart invisible.Oppressed by the huge black shadow, the soldier had no choice but to reach out and take the blue glaze cup in Pu Yi's hand. The moment his fingertips touched his fingertips, the soldier's heart trembled like a stone falling into a lake.

He raised his neck and drank it all in one gulp.The blood and bitterness lingered in the mouth, forming a strong sadness.

"Good boy."

Feeling that the man under the mask smiled, and the feeling of oppressing him disappeared, the soldier bowed, carefully holding the glass bottle in his hand, and quickly retreated.

There were several rooms in the long corridor outside the stone chamber. There were slight wailing and weeping sounds, urging them to die, agitating the nerves of the soldiers.Locked inside were the human sacrifices that were just locked in yesterday.They were stripped naked and tied to a cross, waiting for them to be played by Pu Yi wantonly.

He couldn't help speeding up his pace, and finally even started running in this dark, long and narrow corridor.

As soon as he stepped onto the surface, he knelt down on the cold ground in pain, clasped his throat with his fingers, and vomited out the "delicacy" he had just drank including gastric juice.

The air full of fishy smell was particularly heavy.The veteran guarding above took the colorful glass bottle thoughtfully, and looked sympathetically at the young soldier who was retching and crying bitterly, this young soldier who had been in the army for less than a month.

It is difficult for newcomers to adapt.Even veterans, every night, they will secretly find a place where no one is there to cry.

The emperor is crazy, and the ministers of this country are all crazy!They turned massacre into a game, a taste, and a performance art.

It's a pity that these soldiers also have to accompany them to "appreciate" this kind of art. Every night before going to bed, they have to think of words to praise this kind of art, and use it to compliment those in power the next day.

Otherwise, they have to be sacrificed, they have to die.

...Maybe when the time comes, you won't even be able to die.

This recruit is also a rich boy.Now [-]% of the soldiers in this country are composed of children from rich families.Because civilians were captured and sacrificed.

As the executor of the emperor's oracle, the army is naturally safe as long as it does not offend those in power, so rich businessmen try their best to join the army, just to save their lives.

The Ministry of War Shangshu's family must be very rich.

What is the use of money at this time, you ask?

Useful, very useful.Alchemy needs a lot of charcoal. In order to preserve the stock, Jishen bought charcoal from other countries instead of producing it himself. Moreover, how could money be useless to maintain the food and clothing of the palace, nobles, and ministers?

The veteran looked at the recruit and sighed. Before he finished venting, he lifted him up, handed the colorful glass bottle back to him, and said, "Hurry up. If you send it late, be careful not to blame your majesty."

This new recruit is on duty today, even if the veteran sympathizes with his situation, there is no way to complete the task for him, otherwise, the entire team will die.

The recruit looked at the veteran in tears, his empty eyes seemed to be dying.He was almost roaring: "When will these days end? Who can come and save us?"

The veteran curled his lips in pain. He dared not answer this question, nor could he.

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The seven generations of the Jishen Kingdom have created a peaceful and prosperous age, and by the generation of Emperor Hong Jia, it was already extremely prosperous.Emperor Hong Jia lived a luxurious and lewd life in the palace every day, and it was precisely because of this that he wished to live forever.

He was enjoying the comfort of bathing in the bath when the soldiers sent the colorful glass bottles.The wide bath can even allow 100 people to soak at the same time.And Emperor Hong Jia was not stingy, every time he took a bath, he would be accompanied by nearly a hundred men and women, all naked, drinking wine, playing the pipa, having fun, and wanton licentiousness in the bath.

Emperor Hong Jia was soaking in the middle of the pool, surrounded by four beauties who were attentively serving him. From time to time, they would stick their delicate skin to the emperor's body, teasing his desire.The emperor was not interested, so he just hooked the beautiful woman's neck and took her into his arms, sniffing the fragrance of the beautiful woman as if to show that it was his property, but he couldn't see the desire in his eyes.

In his life, he has enjoyed all the splendor and wealth, and the joy of fish and water is no longer his greatest interest.He stared at the beautiful woman who had felt under his care, and when he heard her voice of invitation, a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Dare to command me, it seems that I will teach you a lesson today."

The beauties snorted, threw themselves into the emperor's arms, and kissed his lips.

The emperor showed in them the conquest of the king.After satisfying the four beauties one after another, making them no longer have the strength to tease him, the emperor ruthlessly pushed them aside and bumped into the two ministers who were having fun on the side.

"Deal with it!"

As if sending away unwanted items, the emperor's cold and heartless gaze made the courtiers who were bumped and looked at this side tremble, and trying their best to please the king was not what the king wanted, let alone attempting to rebel , and they didn't have this ability either, Pu Yi, an alchemist who was highly valued by the emperor, possessed unique skills, and they witnessed Pu Yi wiped out an entire army with just one person's strength.

Anyone who shows a little disrespect to the emperor will be dragged to be a human sacrifice.Three ministers lost their lives for opposing the emperor's tyranny.Those who stay with the emperor now are all flatterers.

They said in unison, "Minister obeys the decree", embraced the delicate bodies of the beauties, looked at their beautiful faces, although they obeyed on the lips, they thought in their hearts that the emperor was too ruthless to do so.

It's not because I think the emperor's cruel and ruthless actions are ruthless, but I think it's a pity that such a beautiful woman is dragged into a human sacrifice.

The emperor watched the backs of the ministers gradually going away, and heaved a sigh of relief.He hugged those beauties not out of desire, but simply enjoying the feeling of regaining his youth.So throwing away the beauties after enjoying them won't hurt him at all.

He is over fifty years old, and under the influence of Pu Yi's "secret medicine", he has maintained his 20-year-old appearance, and even his physical fitness has returned to the youth of his youth, even more perfect than when he was 20 years old.

The current strong body is the body that fits the "Tianzi Dragon Body".

The emperor breathed a sigh of relief, just because the feeling of youth was so wonderful, the feeling of emptiness in his heart became deeper—he could no longer be satisfied just to regain his youth, what he urgently needed was immortality and ascension to godhood.

The recruits approached the emperor in the pool water holding colorful glass bottles and a luminous cup, and presented the secret medicine "brewed" by Pu Yixin.

The emperor held up the luminous cup, and his eyes, which were looking at the liquid in the cup, revealed a greedy light.He savored the sweetness brought by this "energy" carefully, and the taste that flowed through his throat was like honey, which made him unable to stop.

He quickly drank a bottle of medicine, and the recruits were about to leave, the emperor asked at this moment: "How many times have I said that this medicine can no longer please me. Hasn't Pu Yi's medicine been refined yet? "

The recruit bowed his head in a low voice: "Master Guoshi said that there are too few human sacrifices, and the 'purity' that can be refined is not enough, so..."

"Then go catch it!" The emperor angrily threw the colorful glass bottle on the recruit's head. The sound of breaking made all the men and women who indulged in pleasure quiet down and looked at their emperor in horror. "Baishui City, Baijing City, Baishan City, don't there still be untouchables from these three cities! Go and catch them! Pass on my will!"

The recruit held his bleeding forehead and did not move, and there was even a flash of resentment in his eyes. The emperor was out of breath, pinned his head, pressed him into the pool, and drowned him.

"Your Majesty, what happened?" Lu Ling, a general, came over.Now Jishen's army is under his full command.He watched in surprise as the emperor kicked a soldier's corpse aside, and asked cautiously.

"Lu Ling, you came at a good time. Hurry up and prepare your army, and capture all the untouchables in Baishui City, Baijing City, and Baishan City."

"This...Your Majesty, isn't there enough human sacrifice in Bailing City?"

"Not enough, Pu Yi said not enough." The emperor's voice was full of anxiety. "Ask Pu Yi how much he needs—no matter how much he needs, he will be caught! If the three cities are not enough——"

Lu Ling swallowed, afraid that the emperor would say something about using them as human sacrifices.

"—Go to Beidi Country. I remember that there are several villages at the foot of the Langda Mountains. They pretended to be robbers and brought them back! By the way, when it comes to the Langda Mountains, Pu Yi once said that heretics were hiding there. At that time They shouldn't be put to death...however, heretics probably aren't qualified to be human sacrifices, are they?"

In the emperor's impression, the existence of the Qiang people was thrown away like trash.

"I obey the order." Lu Ling cupped his hands and replied respectfully, but he was twitching in his heart, complaining that this was such a troublesome job.

The author has something to say: the prototype of Emperor Jishen is King Zhou and Emperor Wucheng of the Northern Qi Dynasty Gao Zhan, and Tasting Blood is based on the allusion of Countess Elizabeth Bathory.

From this chapter onwards, there are more elements of blackening -0-