Divine Capital The rain has stopped, but the sky has not yet dawned. The thick dark clouds are like a black pot, suffocating this thousand-year-old city inside, and even the air smells rancid.
Fang Mo replaced the body that was underground Demonic Energy Eroding is an official robe made of rags. The new regular clothes are also black, with narrow sleeves and tight sleeves. There are not so many fancy patterns. There is only a dark red edge rolled around the collar and cuffs. This material is from Qian Dagui I found the "Silkworm Silk mixed with Jiao Sha" from the warehouse at home. Ordinary swords would slip when being struck, but now when worn on Fang Mo, it looks somewhat capable and chilling.
He hung the Spring Embroidered Saber named "Dark Night" back on his waist. The scabbard hit the outside of his thigh, making a dull sound.
"Boss, you really don't want me and Iron Bull to follow you?" Qian Dagui stood at the door of Block C, Room Shen prison, with the Golden Abacus in his hand no longer moving, and the fat on his face was squeezed into a ball, "That's Imperial Palace Imperial Household, I heard that there are not less than ten offerings hidden in the dark inside. Just in case Crown Prince has no good intentions..."
"Crown Prince would not have sent someone here at this time if he wanted to kill me." Fang Mo adjusted his sleeves and said calmly, "Old Emperor is not dead yet. No matter how anxious he is as a son, he has to find a quick knife first. I am that knife now, and it is the sharpest one that has just seen blood."
He patted Qian Dagui on the shoulder. The force was not strong, but it made the fat man feel at ease.
"Keep your home safe. If the 'waste' sent from Demon Suppression Division arrives, ask Old Yan to keep an eye on it and don't let anyone cheat it."
After saying that, Fang Mo turned around and got on the Blue Curtain Carriage that had been waiting for a long time.
The carriage did not have any sign, and the driver was a Mute, who was dressed in gray and held a low hat. The whip made a crisp sound in the air, and two black horses spread their hooves, pulling the carriage, crushing the water on the street, and galloping in the direction of the Imperial Palace.
The whole journey was silent.
The streets of Divine Capital looked particularly wide and deserted in the dim sky. The carriage passed through Vermilion Bird Avenue and reached the Cheng Tian Gate which symbolizes the highest power of Great Qian.
There was no ordinary hustle and bustle in front of the door, only two rows of Golden Armored Imperial Guards standing like sculptures. Their armor reflected the cold light under the torch, and their faces were covered with expressionless bronze masks, revealing only a pair of indifferent eyes.
The carriage stopped.
A middle-aged eunuch with a pale face and beard walked out from the shadow of the doorway. He was holding a Fly Whisk in his hand, and his heels did not touch the ground when he walked, as if it was floating over.
"Director Fang." The eunuch's voice was high-pitched, with the unique femininity and arrogance of the Palace, "We have been here for a long time. Your Highness is at the Eastern Palace, come with us."
Fang Mo got out of the car and put his hand on the handle of the knife.
The eunuch glanced at the long knife on Fang Mo's waist and frowned slightly. "Director Fang, the palace regulations are strict and foreign ministers are not allowed to bring weapons inside. Please remove the knife."
Fang Mo didn't move, just looked at him quietly.
"If I remember correctly, on the way here just now, I didn't see this knife saying anything about leaving the body."
The eunuch's face darkened. "This is the rule."
"Rules?" Fang Mo smiled, with a bit of the bloodiness just brought from Myriad Demon Cave, "I just changed the rules of Demon Suppression Division underground, do you want to try my rules too, father-in-law?"
He took a step forward.
Boom.
An invisible Sha Qi burst out from his body. It was not the pressure of True Qi, but the purer aura of a predator belonging to Food Chain Apex. The Gallbladder Meridian that had just swallowed God Demon Severed Hand roared in his body, and a strange blue-purple light flashed in Fang Mo's pupils.
The eunuch's eyes only felt blurry, as if he saw a giant hand that covered the sky descending from the sky, trying to swat him to the ground like a fly.
Deng Deng Deng.
The eunuch took three steps back, his face turned pale, and he almost sat down on the ground. All the Golden Armored Imperial Guards around him turned their heads in unison, raised their heads, and their murderous intent instantly locked onto Fang Mo.
Fang Mo turned a blind eye and just stretched out his hand to flick the non-existent dust on his clothes.
"Lead the way."
The eunuch swallowed. The fear in that moment made his heartbeat still not calm down. He took a deep look at warden, who was too young. Finally, he didn't mention the matter of undressing the knife again, and turned around and walked towards the palace gate.
Imperial Palace is huge.
The red walls, yellow tiles, cornices and brackets convey the majesty and wealth of the royal family everywhere. But under the Fang Mo Netherworld Ghost Eye, this palace presents a different scene.
The resplendent glazed tiles were wrapped with a layer of faint Black Qi. Between the carved beams and painted buildings, there seemed to be countless Vengeful Spirit wailing and circling. And in the deepest part of the palace, in the direction of the emperor's palace, a strong and disgusting smell of decay was rising into the sky, as if a corpse that had been rotting for thousands of years was buried there.
This is not the residence of Emperor in the human world. It is clearly an above-ground mausoleum.
"Corpse Qi is so heavy." Fang Mo sneered in his heart, "It seems that Old Emperor's body bones are worse than I thought."
After passing through many palace gates, they did not go to the Golden Palace in the middle, but turned into the Eastern Palace on one side.
Compared with the solemnity of the previous dynasty, the scenery of the Eastern Palace is a bit more elegant. With rockeries, flowing water, and lush bamboo forests, it would be a good place to enjoy the scenery if the sky were not oppressive.
The eunuch stopped in front of a side hall named "Chongwen Hall".
"Your Highness is inside, Director Fang please help yourself." After saying that, he hurried away as if running for his life, as if he would be frostbitten by the Sha Qi on Fang Mo's body if he stayed for a moment longer.
The palace door is ajar.
Fang Mo pushed the door open and entered.
There were no lights in the hall, and the light was dim. There was a faint Sandalwood Incense in the air, mixed with the bitter smell of some kind of herbal medicine.
In the center of the hall, there is a huge Rosewood desk. There is no one behind it.
On the side by the window, there is a pot of strange-shaped bonsai. It is an old plum tree with twisted branches, vigorous and clumsy, but it has been forcibly twisted into the shape of a coiled dragon.
A figure wearing bright yellow uniform was facing away from Fang Mo, holding a pair of silver scissors in his hand, and was concentrating on pruning the old plum tree.
"Coming?"
The man's voice was a little hoarse, and there was no hint of emotion or anger.
"I, Fang Mo, have met Crown Prince." Fang Mo did not kneel down, but slightly cupped his hands.
The man's hand didn't stop moving, and the silver scissors clicked, cutting off a plum branch that was leaning away.
"This plum blossom should be proud of the snow and frost and grow wantonly." Crown Prince picked up the broken branch, put it to his nose and smelled it, "But if you want it to become a dragon, you have to cut it. Cut off its backbone, cut off its vitality, twist it around, and let it grow according to your wishes."
He turned around.
Fang Mo pupils shrink.
Is this the Zhao Heng who has been Crown Prince for 150 years?
It was the face of a middle-aged man, elegant, gentle, and well-maintained. But his eyes revealed a vicissitude and deadness that were incompatible with his appearance. Those eyes were too old, as old as a piece of rotten wood buried in the soil, with two will-o'-the-wisps named "ambition" and "resentment" burning inside.
"Director Fang What do you think of the solitary pruning?" Crown Prince casually threw the plum branch to the ground, and the sound of the dead branch falling to the ground was particularly harsh in the empty hall.
Fang Mo glanced at the plum blossom that had been pruned down to its trunk, which was bare but still maintained its dragon shape.
"Your Highness is not cutting plum blossoms, but life." Fang Mo looked directly into Crown Prince's eyes, "It's just that if the life is cut too hard, I'm afraid the roots will rot in the end."
Crown Prince smiled.
The laughter was low and rolling in the throat, like two bones rubbing against each other.
"Director Fang is indeed a wonderful person." Crown Prince walked to the desk and sat down, pointing to the chair opposite, "Sit."
Fang Mo Da Ma Jin Dao sat down, his hand still resting on the handle of the knife.
"I heard that Director Fang swallowed a 'hand' today at Demon Suppression Division?" Crown Prince got straight to the point without any detours.
"It's just a piece of rotten meat that no one wants. I have a good appetite, so I'll share Imperial Court's worries." Fang Mo answered in a flawless manner.
"Rotten meat?" Crown Prince shook his head, picked up a jade pendant from the case and played with it, "That's the stump of Ancient God King, the puzzle piece of immortality that the old guy dreamed of. If you eat it, you are tearing out the old guy's heart."
That old thing.
Naturally, he refers to the biological fathers of today's His Majesty and Crown Prince.
"Your Highness said this, I am scared." Fang Mo said he was scared, but there was no fear on his face, "I am just a warden, and I am in charge of the prisoners in the prison. As for the Palace's housework, I can't care about it, and I don't want to."
"Housework?" Crown Prince slammed the jade pendant in his hand onto the case.
Snap.
The piece of fine mutton-fat white jade shattered instantly.
"One hundred and fifty years!" Crown Prince leaned forward, and the elegance on his face was instantly torn, revealing a ferocious undertone, "Gu has been sitting in this seat for one hundred and fifty years! From the age of twenty to one hundred and seventy years old! Three queens died, dozens of brothers died, and even Gu's eldest grandson died of old age!"
He pointed at his face. "Look at this face, doesn't it look quite young? It's an illusion created by countless genius treasures! Gu's insides have long been rotten! Every night, Gu can hear the sound of his bones decaying!"
He stared at Fang Mo, his eyes bloodshot.
"That old guy refused to die. He dominated that position and sucked up Great Qian's National Fortune like a vampire, draining away Gu's lifespan. He wanted to live forever and become a god. Gu would become that lonely ghost who could never climb the Dabao!"
Fang Mo looked at the Great Qian prince's vent with cold eyes.
This Grievance Qi is heavier than Prison Suppressor and those Vengeful Ghost.
"So, what does Your Highness want me to do?" Fang Mo said calmly, "Go and invite that person into Heavenly Prison?"
"Do you dare?" Crown Prince asked.
"As long as the price is right, there is no one I dare to catch." Fang Mo leaned back and leaned on the back of the chair, "Even if he is the emperor."
Crown Prince took a deep breath and calmed down his emotions. He turned back into the gentle and elegant prince, but the madness in his eyes could no longer be hidden.
"The old guy is in very bad condition right now." Crown Prince lowered his voice, "Li Fuguo The gelded dog failed to bring back the heart, which disrupted his plan. He is in urgent need of more God King Organ to suppress the backlash in the body. If you eat that hand, he will come to you sooner or later. Transforming you into Human Pill may have a better effect than a simple organ."
Fang Mo raised his eyebrows.
Refining yourself into Human Pill?
This Old Emperor has quite an appetite.
"The enemy of my enemy is my friend." Crown Prince took out a golden Token from his sleeve, put it on the table and pushed it over.
Token has a coiled dragon engraved on the front and a ferocious word "Prison" on the back.
"This is Heavenly Prison General Commissioner's golden order." Crown Prince looked at Fang Mo, "With it, you are not just Block C, Room Shen prison's warden, but the nominal highest officer of the entire Heavenly Prison. Blocks A, B, C, and D, Blocks Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren, and Gui, Ten Blocks are in prison, and seeing orders is like seeing you."
Fang Mo picked up Token and started buying it heavily.
"In name?" Fang Mo captured the point.
"Heavenly Prison Ten Blocks, everyone has their own agenda." Crown Prince sneered, "Except for the C-shaped room that has been cleaned by you, the other nine rooms each have their own backstage. Block A is the one who imprisoned the royal family and relatives, Imperial Clan Court's territory; Block B imprisoned the giants of the world, and that is Six Doors's private territory. If you want to truly turn this Token into real power, you have to rely on your own means."
"Killing with a borrowed knife?" Fang Mo played with Token, "Your Highness wants me to help you clean up those disobedient forces, and by the way, integrate Heavenly Prison into a bargaining chip against the Palace?"
"It's a deal." Crown Prince corrected, "Gu will give you a righteous name and supreme power. You help Gu muddy the Divine Capital water. It's best to make that old guy restless and expose his flaws."
Fang Mo was silent for a moment, and then took Token into his arms.
"I'll take this deal."
He stood up and prepared to leave.
"Fang Mo." Crown Prince suddenly stopped him.
"Your Highness Any other instructions?"
"That old thing has two pieces of God King Organ integrated into him." Crown Prince's voice came faintly, "One is an ear, which allows him to hear all the whispers in Divine Capital. There is also another..."
Crown Prince pointed at his eyes.
"It's a pair of 'eyes'. Mirror Pupil Lost Reflection God King's eyes. So, every move you make in Divine Capital is actually under his gaze. If you want to kill him, you must first blind him."