The little steward stood in front of the window, watching the changes of the star, pinching his fingers, and said with a smile: "There will be another short-lived emperor in the world." ”

In the early morning of the next day, Wang Baoyu, who had not rested well last night, was still asleep, and some guards hurriedly came to report that there was an abnormality on Yingxian Terrace.

Lenovo last night's lightning and thunder, could it be that those wood carvings were broken? Wang Baoyu hurriedly rushed over, and it happened that Zuo Ci was also wandering around to check.

"Lao Zuo, what's going on?" Wang Baoyu hurriedly asked, looking at Yingxiantai, the wood carvings were all there.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that some of the gods have returned to their places." Zuo Ci said flatly.

That's not a big deal!

Wang Baoyu hurriedly checked the wooden carved beasts, and sure enough, he found that seven more divine beasts had changed, some had ears, some had claws, some had tails, and some had backs, all of which were plated with a strange and soft golden yellow.

"Who does this represent?"

Wang Baoyu pointed to a strange big bird, its body looked like a crane, but the bird's head seemed to have human facial features, the key was one leg, and it was this one leg that turned golden this time.

"One-legged, Zhou Yu is also!" Zuo Ci said.

"Hehe, one leg is also very steady, if Xiao Qiao knew what her husband looked like, she might not have married in the first place!" Wang Baoyu secretly had fun, saw Zuo Ci rolling his eyes, and hurriedly pointed to another white bear with a golden retriever on his head, "Who does this big stupid bear represent?" ”

"Golden-capped white bear, Lu Su is also!" Zuo Ci explained.

Oh, Wang Baoyu nodded, and continued to look with interest, in order, Cheng Pu corresponds to the three-legged turtle, Tai Shici is a five-picked bird, Lu Meng is a giant mouth snake, and Jiang Qin is a bone fish with wings on his back.

"So, the six people sent by Sun Quan in the first batch are not ordinary people?" Wang Baoyu asked.

"Of course!"

"The question is, what does it matter to me whether they are in place or not? Isn't it a big loss for me to provide them with a location for free and not receive rent? Wang Baoyu muttered dissatisfied.

"These one hundred and eight gods all fell after you came, so they are naturally destined for you, if you wait for them all, it may help you break through the void." Zuo Ci hinted.

"Haha, that's great." After Wang Baoyu smiled happily, he pulled his fingers and counted them again, plus Ma Chao and Zhang Fei, and the six this time, it should be eight, and now it is obviously nine.

"No, Sun Quan sent six people, why did I count one more?"

"Hehe, this person nagged before he was born, but he stopped behind him, and he didn't show his golden body before." Zuo Ci pointed to the extra divine beast and smiled.

Wang Baoyu looked at it with a strange eye, looking like a chicken, with a slender mouth and a long tail behind him, "Who the hell is this?" ”

"The sharp-beaked pheasant is Yang Xiu." Zuo Ci said.

Unexpectedly, Yang Xiu also came, it seems that the tomb built by Huoya for Yang Xiu really attracted his soul.

It sounded very interesting, but when Wang Baoyu asked others curiously, Zuo Ci simply shut up and refused to say whether he was alive or dead, emphasizing that he had leaked too many heavenly secrets.

"Lao Zuo, I'm not the demon king of the mixed world in your mouth, we are fellow believers, and it doesn't hurt to say something." Wang Baoyu said with a smile.

"Knowing too much of the Heavenly Opportunity will not do you any good." Zuo Ci said.

"Then you talk about the last one, what does this nine-tailed phoenix represent?" Wang Baoyu touched a divine beast that had not changed color and asked, according to the current order of returning, this should be the last to come, Wang Baoyu wanted to know who he was, so that he could also calculate the approximate time when he would go home.

"Alas, it's really annoying, I still need to ask, whose word "phoenix" is in his Taoist name?" Zuo Ci said impatiently.

"Could it be the phoenix pangtong?" Wang Baoyu asked in surprise.

"Exactly, although he has changed his body, he still has to return to his place after all." Zuo Ci said meaningfully.

"Don't, Mo Qianxun is my military advisor and a close friend, and I can't bear it emotionally." Wang Baoyu said.

"No one can violate the way of heaven, just by creation."

"When?"

"Don't worry, I look at his longevity, I'm afraid it's more than eighty." Zuo Ci gave Wang Baoyu a reassuring pill in the end.

During the Three Kingdoms period, if you can live to be over 80 years old, that is quite a long life. But Wang Baoyu's mood is a little complicated, if Mo Qianxun can live for such an old age, I am afraid that if he wants to gather these one hundred and eight heavenly gods and step through the void and go home, he will already be old by then.

Zuo Ci saw Wang Baoyu's thoughts, waved his hand and said: "Baoyu, the one hundred and eight gods I just said will help you step through the void, it is just speculation, you don't have to worry about it, and you have to wait for the Purple Void Master and Yu Ji to discuss it before they can determine whether it is related." ”

Wang Baoyu was a little relieved, said goodbye to Zuo Ci and walked down the Yingxian Terrace, after breakfast, just now the hall sat down, the guards came to report, someone named the surname, asked to see the king of Hanxing.

Wang Baoyu ordered this person to come in, only to see that he was wearing a Taoist robe, his long hair was draped behind his head, and he looked very honest and obedient, as soon as he entered the house, this person bowed and saluted, and said straightforwardly: "I am ordered by Guangde Zhenjun to come to meet King Hanxing." ”

Guangde Zhenjun? It sounds very majestic, Wang Baoyu searched in his mind for a while, and suddenly remembered, alas, isn't it Zhang Qiying's father Zhang Lu! is still his own father-in-law.

"What instructions does the True Monarch have?" Wang Baoyu asked with a smile.

"I heard that King Hanxing married Princess Qiying, Zhenjun was very happy and sent me a gift."

"Hehe, that's so polite!"

As he spoke, the man took out a piece of white silk from his bosom and handed it over respectfully. Wang Baoyu opened it and saw that it was a book, called "Lao Tzu Xiang'er Note". The specific content is to explain Lao Tzu's "Tao Te Ching".

This gift, a priceless treasure, is quite valuable, Wang Baoyu is very happy, and is ready to keep it to study when he has nothing to do. As soon as the book was put away, Zhang Lu's messenger cautiously took out a small bamboo slip from his bosom and handed it over.

"This is the secret letter of the true monarch, please open it to the king of Hanxing."

Oh? Wang Baoyu took it and looked at it, it was empty, and it was the same on both sides, "What did the letter say?" ”

The man said carefully: "Smoke it with fire, and naturally you can see the handwriting on it." ”

Alas, this is how the ancients worked in secrecy. Wang Baoyu instructed the palm lamp to roast the bamboo slips on the fire, and with a puff of smoke, a clear line of words appeared on the bamboo slips.

"Baoyu and my son-in-law, I heard that you have the ambition to restore the Han Dynasty, which is rare and valuable. He will raise the army, but please tell me, Lu Dang gathered the people to respond from within, and great things can be done. Zhang Lu wrote on the bamboo slips.