Chapter 632 Ceremony(1/2)
No one paid attention to him, and Zhao Xiaole was bored.
Then he started to find fault with the Taoist priests.
"Huh? Your pronunciation is not standard. Listen to this dear friend. This is the right way to sing!"
"You didn't keep up with the beat. You were just a little bit slow."
"Come, let me demonstrate to you."
"Yes, that's right!"
"..."
Zhao Xiaole spoke, but no one paid any attention to him.
He kept talking to himself.
The man glanced at him curiously, and Zhao Xiaole immediately became interested and lectured the man.
In the end, no one dared to look at him.
Zhao Xiaole still didn’t stop.
He kept chattering in his mouth.
"Xuan Shui doesn't know how to do things."
"I was invited here, but you didn't find anyone to chat with me. Why are they all a bunch of boring gourds?"
"If I had known that this king was coming with melon seeds, drink, bah!"
Zhao Xiaole spat thick phlegm on the ground.
Covered by flowers.
I don't know which Taoist priest didn't notice it and almost stepped on it.
Everyone was furious.
I've been putting up with him for a long time.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Xiaole has been stirring up trouble.
They wished they could pull out their swords and chop Zhao Xiaole into minced meat.
Unfortunately, they can't.
Zhao Xiaole is their talisman on the altar.
How can it be torn into pieces now?
Everyone suppressed their anger and continued chanting, singing and dancing.
Zhao Xiaole saw that after teasing for a long time, these people didn't react at all, and he was also feeling uninterested.
When he was about to turn off the engine.
A sneer came from behind.
Zhao Xiaole turned around and glanced, it was the demon in white robe.
He is different from other Taoist priests.
Neither dance nor sing.
He kept his eyes closed and followed the team silently.
His duty is more like monitoring Zhao Xiaole all the way.
After letting out a sneer, he made no attempt to open his eyes.
Zhao Xiaole looked at him doubtfully, "What? What's so funny? It makes me happy."
Hearing this, the white-robed demon slowly opened his eyes, and his sharp eyes were like two rays of light, shooting towards Zhao Xiaole.
His voice was soft and charming, and his appearance was as indistinguishable as male and female. "If I say it, I'm afraid Prince Liang won't laugh."
It's rare for someone to talk to Zhao Xiaole.
Zhao Xiaole said nonchalantly: "Just say, if you go to the altar at this speed, you won't be able to reach the end of the year until the end of the year."
"If you can make me happy and harmonious, I will be rewarded heavily."
Hearing this, the white-robed demon's eyes flickered slightly and said: "That's right, so I'll forgive you for speaking frankly. I advise the prince to take this journey well. After all... this can be regarded as the prince's desperate road."
Zhao Xiaole was stunned for a moment and pointed at himself in disbelief, "You said...this is my fate?"
"It's time to go on your way."
"But how can you be sure that this is my fate and not yours?"
The white-robed demon snorted, "Your Highness Prince Liang, do you think you can escape our siege?"
"I can't escape, but the imperial guards around the altar are vegetarians? If you touch me, they will shoot you into hedgehogs immediately." Zhao Xiaole said tit for tat, "Can you be faster than their arrows?"
The white-robed demon smiled strangely, "Of course."
"Do you still remember, Your Majesty? Did you ever kill me with one sword?"
"Since we practice immortality, we will naturally not be killed by ordinary arrows."
He talked a lot.
Zhao Xiaole fell silent after listening.
Magic is fake.
It is true that he was not killed by a sword.
The white-robed demon used Magic Heart Grass at that time.
If this thing hadn't played its role, it would have been difficult for him to leave Jiayuguan safely.
Since he can use Magic Heart Grass on the people in the house.
Why can't it be used on those around the altar?
Thinking of this, Zhao Xiaole said: "I see, you also placed the Fantasy Heart Grass around the altar."
"Once the Royal Forest Army launches an attack, it is indeed possible for you to escape unscathed."
The white-robed demon snorted, "Your Majesty, you can remove the words "possible", and we will definitely be able to escape unscathed."
Zhao Xiaole frowned and said, "If that's the case, there's no need for you to hold me hostage. Isn't the purpose of keeping me here just to make me a hostage?"
The demon in white robe did not answer directly, "Prince Liang is so smart, why doesn't he find the answer himself?"
Zhao Xiaole hasn't thought of the answer yet.
He frowned.
Think about it carefully.
Putting all the details together, the most unlikely conclusion drawn is often the correct answer.
A sudden flash of inspiration.
Zhao Xiaole suddenly said: "Ritual!"
"It's a ceremony!"
"Is it possible that you really believe in some bullshit ritual?"
When the white-robed demon heard this, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "His Royal Highness Prince Liang is really amazing. You actually found the answer."
"In that case, you can't stay even more."
Zhao Xiaole laughed loudly, as if he heard something funny, "Stop teasing me, okay?"
"The Famous Sword Dragon Slaying Formation is just nonsense from me. Is it possible that you really want to pray for immortality?"
"I think it seems to me that you have become stupid while reciting Taoist songs, right?"
"You actually think there is such a thing as immortality in this world?"
The white-robed demon didn't mean to be insulted at all. He said calmly: "If you believe it, there will be it. If you don't believe it, there will be nothing."
"No need to argue."
This nonsense again.
After the white-robed demon finished speaking, he closed his eyes.
Zhao Xiaole did not say a word.
Naturally, he does not believe in immortality, nor does he believe in the lies of demons.
The reason why he was shocked was...
The other party actually truly believes in immortality.
Their purpose of finding Zhao Xiaole was to use him as a hostage. In fact, once Xuan Shui and others ignited the Fantasy Heart Grass.
It's totally possible to escape.
To be continued...