Morbid pet

Chapter 32 Retribution
"Queen."

The hatred in Xie Zhao's eyes continued to become concrete, and finally turned into a domineering woman in the deep palace. She sat in the glorious hall and stretched out her hands to Xie Zhao. It tempted him to do countless bad things, and also made him the supervisor of the East Factory who turned his hand into clouds and his hands into rain.

She was reminding him.

Xie Zhao could hear the queen say in his ear: "Xie Zhao, I can turn you from a dog into a dragon, and I can also pull off your reverse scales, and make you a dog again."

The fog finally dissipated.

"pat-"

The official kiln teacup of the Song Dynasty suddenly fell apart in Xie Zhao's hands, and the pieces fell from his palm.

As if he didn't know the pain, his eyes stayed in the void, and there was no real shadow at all.

His palm tightened suddenly, and the two remaining small ceramic pieces were forced into his palm by his movements, and bright red blood flowed out. The familiar faint rust smell made him feel inexplicably at ease, but he missed Chang Le even more. He likes the perennial ambergris fragrance, so his incense has been replaced with the same ambergris as hers.

But even though the name of the fragrance is the same, how come the taste is so different?

He picked up the incense burner on the table and lightly swept it over the tip of his nose.

Not her taste.

He burst out laughing, walked all the way to Changle's bed, looked at her tightly closed eyes, and her body that was getting thinner day by day.

Dian Cui and Die Shi have never seen such a King Zhao, mad and vigilant, like a hawk circling Tracer, guarding his treasure.

Xie Zhao: "Changle, will you wake up and scold me again? I killed a lot of people for you, didn't you hate killing people the most before? Then get up and scold me, beat me!" At the end, Even a little crying.

No matter how Xie Zhao yelled, it was useless.

He should have woken up earlier.

It was a very illogical thing for Changle to suddenly go to Wuzhen in the south of the Yangtze River. She is a noble person with golden branches and jade leaves. She has never seen any good things and fun. Only Xie Zhao would believe it when she came to Jiangnan to see the tea mountain.

Xie Zhao took the initiative to ask for an order to go to the south of the Yangtze River on business, and the queen asked Chang Le to follow him.

She counted everything, and even counted that Chang Le would bring Xie Zhao to her fief to raise funds!

But he only cares about whether the imperial court can hand over 50 bolts of silk this year!
He hates it so much!

This is his retribution, his retribution for not caring about her life.

"My lord! My lord!" He just came back from outside in his night clothes in the middle of the night, holding an urgent feather letter in his hand.

Xie Zhao raised his head, his eyes were red and bloodshot like ghosts from hell, he was genuinely scared at midnight, it was the first time he had seen this man who was always strategizing and vigorous, he looked like a dejected devil.

"Say." Xie Zhao's voice was hoarse and deep, "What's the matter?"

In the middle of the night, he handed the feather letter to him: "Look, this is the situation of the medicinal materials raised by Ye Zhizhou."

Xie Zhao spread out the letter paper three times, five times and two times, and read each word seriously.

"Good news: the medicinal materials are almost ready!"

"Bad news: there is one more medicinal material that only grows in the depths of the swamp, and Wanjin can't be bought in the market." After that, Ye Zhizhou slammed the pot and vomited bitterness.

"There is only one swamp in the south of the Yangtze River - the Shadow Forest."

There is also a thumbnail map at the back, which is the location of the swamp in the Shadow Forest.

In an instant, Xie Zhaoren was gone!

"My lord—" San Geng quickly ran out to chase after Xie Zhao's back, only to see him whistle, and the thundering horse broke free, and he flew on the horse, and ran out of the city like a windmill.

"drive--"

"drive--"

Hurry up, hurry up, there's no time!
Xie Zhao frantically galloped on the mountain road, knocking down countless passers-by, he no longer had the heart to help the world, the court was full of smog, and there was a short-term peace outside, he just didn't want to let fate go People slaughtered.

How could he be on the chopping block again?

Changle is the only treasure he wants to protect, he is not willing to let her be broken.

She won't break either!
"Call-"

Wilderness, Shadow Forest.

As soon as the sweaty horse approached the forest, it was reluctant to take a step forward. As an animal, it instinctively felt the danger of the higher-level beasts emanating from the forest.

It also used its head to keep hitting its master, and the horse's hooves kept turning back and forth in place.

Xie Zhaoben was an unbeliever, so he insisted on dragging his horse inside.

The sweaty horse roared towards the gloomy sky, startling the black crows in the woods and flying away.

Xie Zhao spread out the small map with his left hand and the fire folder with his right hand, trying to identify the path under his feet in the dim light.

Fortunately, he had this map, and his photographic memory reached its peak at this moment. He put away the map and quickly followed the direction of the moon.

In the woods, an impatient beast opened its bloody mouth in his direction.

But the fangs were not used in the end, they were afraid.

What are you afraid of?

It was as if Xie Zhao had opened a special passage all the way, and he walked along a small stream to the swamp very smoothly.

The swamp is located on the edge of the Shadow Forest on the map, and a little further down is a cliff thousands of feet high.

Inexplicably, he thought of the Wuming Mountain where Zhou Yu buried his bones, and there was a cliff next to the stream, but the Wuming Mountain was sunny most of the time, and the grave that Changle found was in a very good location, although it seemed that it was just randomly built on an open space grave.

But if you look carefully, you will find that there is no shelter from the woods, the sun can be exposed to all directions, and it is close to the cliff, so there will be no wild animals to come and disturb.

Why did he think of that trash Zhou Yu again?

He cleared all the images in his mind.

Just focus on what is in front of you.

The black and silver swamp is wriggling at a low speed like a human gastrointestinal tract, constantly tumbling silver-white bubbles. There is a black reef in the center of the swamp, and a gorgeous red Bana flower blooms on it.

This is it!

Xie Zhao became excited. He took off his cloak and put it on the shore, and tentatively entered the swamp step by step.

The horse neighed on the bank, with a voice like weeping and whining, as if it wanted to pull Xie Zhao's soul back.

But he only has the red Bana flower on the reef in his eyes, and he must get it.

Xie Zhao walked relatively smoothly, if he ignored the deeper and deeper swamp that was about to submerge up to his neck.

"Go away!" He pushed aside a bone blocking the way, and only after feeling it did he realize that it was a human skull.

With an idea, he kept collecting the bones that he could touch, and soon found a few tall leg bones, and then assembled them to become two crutches similar to stilts.

He stepped on the bones and moved forward slowly, but when he was about to reach the reef, the low-speed creeping of the swamp suddenly stopped.

A calm swamp is like a pool of lifeless water.

There are alligators in the swamp!

The green-glowing crocodile poked its head out from the depths of the swamp, and it was swimming towards Xie Zhao at a very high speed.

And Xie Zhao seemed to have a feeling in his heart.

The accident happened at this moment!

(End of this chapter)