Chapter 174 Yun Zhongjun really exists(1/3)
"Well, it fell into the water."
"You're not going to die!"
"We can't let him die just yet. This mess in Bashu hasn't come up with a plan to take over it yet!"
"Oh, it was picked up."
In the Muxian Temple, Jiang Chao looked at the host screen connected to Liu Sou.
On the screen, Wang Shu was talking and looking back at Jiang Chao inadvertently. He seemed calm, but in fact he was a little guilty.
Basia and Huangquan's boat towed and provided power on the way to lay the underwater cable, and drove King Naba back by the way, causing a big mess, but in the end everything went smoothly.
When Jiang Chao observed Wangshu using the vine demon to perform the dream-telling technique, he also discovered a problem.
In essence, these vine demons are not as simple as living cables, because these vine demons have higanhua neural networks inside their bodies. In a sense, they are also network cables, and they are not ordinary network cables. They can connect the consciousness of living bodies.
Cable into the network.
If these vine demons were to cover the entire land in the future, it would be hard to imagine what they would become.
At least for now, it seems that they can be a medium for performing various "magical powers and spells".
but.
After driving Ba Wang back, the matter came to an end.
Two days later, Wang Shu came to Jiang Chao again and talked about the matter.
Said: "Bawang is sick"
Jiang Chao: "Oh!"
Wang Shu: "And then died?"
Jiang Chao finally raised his head: "Did you die of illness?"
Wang Shu: “It’s not that I died of illness, it’s that I became ill and then died.”
Jiang Chao: "Oh, what's the difference?"
Wang Shu: "It's really not my fault."
Wang Shu told Jiang Chao that after Ba Wang fell ill, he lay in bed, dreamed and talked nonsense. He also blamed the people who encouraged him to come to worship the Wushan Goddess this time, saying that he would kill all these people when he returned, implicating the nine tribes.
When several people around him heard what Ba Wang said, they all panicked, so they secretly linked up.
Wangshu: "Then."
Jiang Chao: "Then?"
Wang Shu: "Then the flash of swords, the shadow of candles and the sound of axes, a very vulgar process, and King Ba died."
Jiang Chao: "He was killed so blatantly?"
Wang Shu: "Of course, it is said that he died of fear."
Jiang Chao finally understood why so many people in history were so timid and died of fear one after another.
I also understand a truth: not only can you kill people in dreams, but you can also be killed by others.
The person is already dead and there is no way to bring him back.
Now Jiang Chao immediately turned his attention to how to quickly stabilize the situation, but first he had to understand how the situation has become now.
Wang Shu: "They are planning to make King Ba's eight-year-old second son king."
Jiang Chao: "Supporting a puppet?"
Wangshu: "That's right."
Jiang Chao: "Does that mean that the situation is still stable for the time being, and the land of Bashu will not suddenly split into dozens of pieces and then turn into a pot of porridge?"
Wang Shu: "Probably not for the time being, but it depends on what happens after these people return to Banan, as well as King Ba's male favorite. I monitored it and found that there seems to be a problem."
Jiang Chao knew that this person was the one who sat in Ba Wang's seat before, wearing a dragon robe and a crown, which almost made Jiang Chao recognize him as Ba Wang.
Jiang Chao: "What's the problem?"
Wang Shu: "He was the one who instigated King Ba to come to worship the Wushan Goddess this time. It was also he who spread the talk that King Ba said in his sleep. It was also he who came up with the idea of establishing a younger son instead of a eldest son."
Jiang Chao thought for a moment and suddenly understood something: "Is there someone behind him?"
Wang Shu only observed through the lens: "He seemed to be sending a letter to a Zhennan king named Mu Chaotian in the Northern Dynasties, informing him of what happened in Bashu."
Jiang Chao also immediately remembered this name. Isn't this the King of Zhennan who Tongling Gui Cha and Shao Zi Gui Cha were preparing to go to the Northern Dynasty to seek refuge with?
Thinking about it this way, it seems that the causes and consequences of many things are connected in series.
Instigated by his male favorite, King Ba came excitedly to offer sacrifices to the Wushan Goddess, in order to make King Ba seek death.
And the purpose is the latter, to support a puppet and then secretly plot against Bashu.
Jiang Chao: "That Mu Chaotian's plot should also be the land of Bashu, but isn't he still leading troops to attack Jinzhou?"
Wang Shu: "There didn't seem to be much movement over there. After Wen Ji led his troops there, Mu Chaotian began to retreat. It seemed like the thunder was loud and the rain was light."
Jiang Chao: "Then his real purpose may actually be Bashu. He has laid out the plan here early?"
Wang Shu: “The current information is not comprehensive enough.”
Jiang Chao: "Where is Wen Shenyou?"
Wang Shu: "He is already ready to come."
In the temple, Jiang Chao stood up and finally said.
"We should also know more about the situation over there in the Northern Dynasty."
Wang Shu told Jiang Chao, and also talked about the previous prospecting ape incident.
"We already have some prospecting apes entering the north, and we will soon be able to collect some information."
"If he had received the letter from the male favorite, he would have been ready to attack Bashu in the chaos, and we would know it as soon as possible."
At this time, Wang Shu finally talked about a happy thing.
"King Naba is dead and is currently going to hell."
"Want to take a look?"
Jiang Chao was also a little curious about the person he had seen who looked most like an emperor.
"Take a look!"
——
On the way back.
Tens of thousands of people on the banks of the Yangtze River are dragging trackers, dragging rowboats and rowboats toward the upper reaches. The naked and hunched trackers look like living corpses from a distance. As a background, the rowboats and rowboats are even more impressive.
Magnificent style.
It’s no wonder that when King Naba sits on the highest point of the dragon boat, he regards himself as the emperor of heaven on earth. He lives high in the palace, and seems to be holding the slender rope in his hand to control all living beings in the world.
But at this moment, King Naba's body was lying on the boat, and this scene would never be seen again.
After a period of whistling sounds, there were frightened shouts again from the building boat, and someone shouted.
"The king's head is missing...The king's head is missing."
Everyone rushed to the stairs in fear, climbed up the wooden ladder to the upper hall, and saw the dragon bed high in the hall.
There was only a headless corpse left on the bed.
This prince who spent his whole life enjoying and doing whatever he wanted ended up dead with no body intact.
Everyone looked at this scene with horrified expressions on their faces.
"King Ba has been punished by God."
"Wang Ba blasphemed the gods and died of fear. At this moment, not even a whole corpse was left."
"Where did this head, this head, head go?"
"It must be ghosts and gods. Ghosts and gods took Ba Wang's head."
This also made everyone, including Ba Wang's close servants and servants, who had been liaising with each other recently and were also scheming and scheming, once again think of the real cause of Ba Wang's death.
Although King Ba died in their hands, but looking into the real reason why King Ba died, wasn't it because he didn't know how high the sky was and how high he was, and he blasphemed the gods in the Wu Mountain?
At this moment, they remembered what Ba Wang said before. He said that he heard the snake speak.
"The demon snake said, said...said..."
"I have no moral integrity and do not think about cultivating my moral character to protect the people. I say that I have blasphemed the gods and that the spirit of the country of Ba has been exhausted."
It’s not just that he is immoral, it’s that the country of Ba has run out of energy.
A shadow suddenly fell over everyone's mind. Under such circumstances, could their plan of setting up a puppet to control the land of Bashu really work?
Perhaps the state of Pakistan has really come to an end.
In the netherworld.
To be continued...