"Wang Aiqing's words are serious?" Ying Zheng's eyes lit up.

Wang Wan said: "When you go back to your Majesty, although I dare not assert, the fire and fire from the sky are absolutely extraordinary!"

He didn't dare to make the words too dead, so he said it a little.

But Ying Zheng was extremely interested in it, so he made up his mind and said to Li Si: "Li Si, if you send someone to find Lu Sheng and Xu Fu and other alchemists, you will say that I have a fairy fate here!"

"yes!"

Li Si responded, then glanced at Wang Wan, frowned and took a break.

Time comes one morning three days later.

Ying Zheng had just finished breakfast under Zhao Gao's service, and then received a report from Yang Duanhe.

According to Yang Duanhe, all the soldiers sent to investigate the meteorites died in a bad life.

And they all died of festering.

The villages within a radius of ten miles were all razed to the ground by the meteorite from the sky.

There are sparks around the meteorites, which are not accessible to ordinary people. Even if they are reluctant to get close, they will die like those soldiers.

After receiving the news, Ying Zheng was shocked and so dark that the meteorite fell from that sky, which was indeed amazing.

However, this is just as Wang Wan said, there is definitely something spiritual in the meteorite.

In order to keep the secret of the meteorite, Ying Zheng sent people to station on the periphery of the meteorite, waiting for the alchemists such as Xu Fu and Lu Sheng.

Fortunately, Wang Wan guessed well, and those alchemists have indeed not yet gone out to sea.

When Li Si sent someone to find them, they were taking the money that Ying Zheng rewarded them, eating and drinking, and enjoying life.

In fact, although they pursue immortality, they are empty and beautiful, and they have never had any results in their lives. It is better to have fun in time.

But Ying Zheng sent someone to find them, but they were shocked.

I thought to myself, it wasn’t that Ying Zheng saw through him, and he wanted to kill someone to vent his anger!

But when they saw Ying Zheng, they realized that they were wrong. It turned out that Ying Zheng brought back the bodies that died of radiation and asked them to identify them.

Looking at the soldiers who died in despair, the alchemists were also very curious.

So I checked carefully.

However, within a few days of investigation, a priest's body showed abnormalities.

It turns out that even if the soldiers died, they still had radiation on their bodies, so the alchemists would suffer.

In order not to be seen through by Ying Zheng, some alchemists immediately threatened that the power of immortals was unpredictable and that they were mortals could not resist.

After hearing this, Ying Zheng believed it without any doubt, so he asked the alchemists to station near the meteorite land, and waited for the immortal power to disperse before investigating the meteorite.

Immediately afterwards, Ying Zheng embarked on the eastern tour again.

.........

Looking back at the past that happened, Ying Zheng, who was lying in the coffin, frowned slightly.

He didn't know why Li Si wanted to record these past events, and it was carved on the inner wall of the coffin.

Logically speaking, Li Si should report to himself all the things in the tomb, why do he know nothing about the carving in this coffin?

“What’s the problem?”

Ying Zheng murmured to himself.

Suddenly, he was surrounded by his red light and suddenly became dizzy.

Ying Zheng only felt that some kind of energy in his body was being extracted by the red light.

"No! They are going to start resurrecting that God!"

Ying Zheng was shocked and began to use his will to resist the energy in his body being pulled away.

Although he didn't know what kind of energy this was, his body had changed since he met the Wanqu star man.

However, the Wanqu star man was obviously not malicious at the beginning, so why is he now full of hostility?

While Ying Zheng was full of doubts, Guiguzi outside shouted loudly: "Ying Zheng, why bother to struggle to death? As long as you cooperate with us, you will be liberated!"

"Cooperate with you? Why should I cooperate with you?" Ying Zheng sneered.

"Even if you don't cooperate with us, we still have a way to resurrect God. It's just a matter of time!" Donghuang Taiyi's voice followed one after another.

Ying Zheng said disdainfully: "Yu Qing, why do you deceive yourself? Your sister has told me that the curse of your clan cannot be lifted!"

"You, what do you know!" Dong Huang Taiyi asked in surprise.

Guiguzi hurriedly said, "Don't listen to him, he lied to you. As long as God comes, he can save you!"

"Are I lie to him or you lie to him? Their curse, oh, no, should not be considered a curse, it is a taboo for the combination of different lives. If you want to completely lift it, there is only a dead end!"

"You're talking nonsense! Don't lie to me!"

"Believe it or not!" Ying Zheng smiled and said, "If that god can really save you, why bother you torture me in every way? Do you know how your sister died? I tell you that she died of suicide!"

"Because he doesn't want me to see her ugly side!"

"You, you..."

Hearing Ying Zheng's words, Donghuang Taiyi was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Giving a person hope will make him do a lot of crazy things.

But disappointing a person can completely destroy him.

At this time, Donghuang Taiyi was pierced through the barriers in his heart bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by Ying Zheng's words.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Guiguzi immediately shouted at Donghuang Taiyi: "Don't believe him, cover the coffin and let the key come out!"

"Yu Qing, I can be used by you, but I don't want you to be deceived by that thing. If you don't believe it, you can leave the north of the underground palace, where there is a burial tomb chamber, and your sister is buried inside!"

Ying Zheng said, breathing a sigh of relief, and then said, "His body has not rotted for twenty years and has remained the same as before she died. Although she didn't want me to see her ugly appearance, I still saw it!"

"It's exactly the same as you are now..."

"No!

!”

Hearing Ying Zheng's words, Donghuangtai could no longer hold back and let out a roar that was not like a human.

At this moment, the red light once again flourished and covered the lid of the coffin on the coffin.

Ying Zheng's vision was blocked bit by bit, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember the past twenty years ago.

...........

Qin, Xianyang, Zhangtai Palace Study Room.

Ying Zheng sat on Long Yan to review the memorials, and suddenly walked out of the door.

"Your Majesty, Wang Wan said he wanted to see you!" He reported it carefully.

Ying Zheng said 'um' without raising his head, and then continued to review the memorials. After a while, he frowned and raised his head, "Who did you say you want to see me?"

"Go back to Your Majesty, he is the former right prime minister, Wang Wan!"

"Why did the old guy come to see me? I also want to suggest that I use the feudal system instead?" Ying Zheng hummed.

"No, Your Majesty, this Wang Wan seems to have changed. Do you want to see him?" Dun Ruo bowed.

"change?"

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes and said, "What's the change? Could it be that he figured it out?"

"this....."

He was very weak and hesitant, not knowing how to explain it.

Ying Zheng looked at him closely and waved his hand and said, "You let him in!"

"yes!"

He bowed and bowed, and then left the study room.

Soon, a man wearing a hooded hoodie slowly walked into the study from outside the door.

At the same time, Zhao Gao, who was waiting outside the door, closed the door.

"My minister, Wang Wan, pay homage to Your Majesty!"

As soon as the man in the cloak entered the door, he bowed to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng was slightly stunned: "You said you were Wang Wan, why did you have such a different voice?"

"His Majesty....."

The man who called himself Wang Wan called Ying Zheng, then took off his clothes and exposed his entire face.

Although it was almost afternoon, the sunlight through the window and the candlelight in the room could still illuminate the face of Wang Wan of Qing.
To be continued...