Shengjing Conspiracy

Chapter 15, Night Exploration of Rakshasa

Rakshasa City, the royal palace.

Xiao Wu squatted on the tree and yawned lazily, An San took out a bag of snacks from his arms, "Mung bean cake, do you want to eat?"

"Eat~" Xiao Wu opened his mouth obediently, like a small animal waiting to be fed.

Xiao Wu was so cute by this look, An San broke the snacks into small pieces and fed them to him, "You seem to have lost weight recently, and you haven't eaten less."

"Maybe it's because of the height, hey third brother, look!" Xiao Wu ignored the mung bean cake in his mouth, and dragged An San to look at the yard.

After they came to the Raksha Kingdom, they first wanted to find the national teacher, but the courtyard where the national teacher lived was heavily guarded, and it was difficult for even a human or insect to get in. They had no choice but to squat in the old Raksha king's bedroom for a day. Not to mention the old Rakshasa King, he didn't even have any maids to serve him, and he was as quiet as if there was no one there.

But now the old Rakshasa king has come out by himself!

Under the night, there was no light in the yard, and An Sanxiaowu could only vaguely see through the moonlight that after the old Rakshasa King came out, another person appeared soon.

The person behind was wearing a dark robe, almost blending into the night, his pale face was very obvious in the night, Xiao Wu looked at the gentle expression on that person's face, pulled An San's sleeve, and said silently— — Could this be the national teacher?

The two grew up together, and they have an extraordinary understanding. At this moment, An San nodded and concentrated on looking at the courtyard. Isn't the secret of their trip the national teacher of Raksha Kingdom.

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In the inner courtyard of the emperor's palace under the dark night, the old Rakshasa King knelt down on one knee in front of the man and called out respectfully, "Father."

The man looked at him and patted the other person's shoulder with satisfaction, "Xuan'er, you did a good job, I am very satisfied."

The two people on the tree were startled, looked at each other, and then a hint of possibility had appeared in their minds, the old Rakshasa King had already been dropped!

If the old Raksha king is dead, and the Raksha country is now controlled by the national teacher, then all the actions of the Raksha country to kill one thousand enemies and self-destroy eight hundred would make sense.

The more An San thinks about it, the more frightened he becomes. He is not afraid of going to war. What he is worried about is that the Raksha country will die and the net will be broken. What awaits them will be endless wars, and this city will also become a purgatory on earth.

Different from An San's thinking, Xiao Wu is more curious about where this "Xuan'er" came from now, and he doesn't seem to agree with the national teacher's approach, maybe he can win over?

"Jingyun prevaricates Shalu's boy, what shall we do next?" The fake Raksha king wearing the old Raksha king's skin lowered his head meekly, as if he was afraid of men, his body was tense .

"Shalu's death is just a reasonable reason. Do we need many reasons to go to war between the two countries? Xuan'er, our purpose is not to help the old Raksha King guard the Raksha Kingdom." The man said it confidently, ordinary and gentle Darkness flashed across his face for a moment, "You are the emperor of the Raksha Kingdom now, you don't need your foster father to teach you what to do, right?"

The fake Rakshasa King trembled, "Xuan'er knows, I will order war with the border town as soon as possible."

"Very good." The man smiled. He walked to the center of the yard with his hands behind his back, raised his face and looked at the dark sky, and murmured for a long time: "As long as there is a war, my long-cherished wish will be fulfilled, Xuaner, you know How happy is foster father now?"

"Is it really okay for the foster father to go to war..." The fake Rakshasa king gritted his teeth, making up his mind not to look at the man's gloomy face, and said in a deep voice: "Now that the two countries live in harmony and the people live and work in peace and contentment, it's really good to go to war." Is it?" His voice was hoarse at the end, he closed his eyes tightly, and a thin layer of sweat floated on his face.

After waiting for a long time before the man could speak, he tentatively opened his eyes and was kicked down by the man.The man used ten percent of his strength for this kick, and the fake Rakshasa king lay on the ground and couldn't stand up, clutching his chest and spitting out blood.

The man's face was no longer as kind as it was at the beginning, he looked at him gloomily, and said coldly: "Are you contradicting me?"

"I don't have foster father..." the fake Rakshasa King said weakly.

"Then don't say it's useless!" The man scolded: "This is the retribution they deserve, if I hear you do what you just said again, I will kill you, I don't need useless children! "

The fake Rakshasa King got up from the ground and knelt on the ground slightly, "Father, I know I was wrong."

The man walked up to the fake Rakshasa King, helped him stand up, gently patted off the dust on his body, and said softly: "Xuan'er has always listened to the words of his adoptive father, and the foster father also likes Xuan'er the most, so you Don't let foster father down, you know?"

The fake Rakshasa King trembled even more, he held back his fear, "Yes, father-in-law."

"Okay, it's getting late, you first—" the man suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking.

An San who was not far away had a bad heart, and pulled Xiao Wu, who was fascinated by listening, to run away, but before they moved, a dozen men in black appeared in front of them.

The man who was still in the courtyard just now also slowly walked over, looked at the two of them and said with a smile, "Two mice got in here." There was coldness in his eyes.

Xiao Wu dark and three back to each other, Xiao Wu said: "16 people, come in half."

This is the habit of the two, and it is also the reason why Jing Yun is used to sending them on missions together. The tacit understanding between the two can be used at various times, such as now.

The two ignored the man's ridicule, and each faced the man in black, paying attention to each other while attacking, and handed their backs to each other with complete peace of mind.

The man looked at the fighters coldly, "Xuan'er, I hope you didn't let these two people in."

"Please trust my adoptive father, these two people have nothing to do with me." The fake Rakshasa King said hastily.

"Yeah." Seeing that the two of them were about to fight their way out, the man took the crossbow from his subordinate and pointed it at Xiao Wu from a distance, "Since you're here, stay here."

After speaking, the short arrow flew out of the string and pierced the night, An San saw this scene from the corner of his eyes and stood in front of Xiao Wu without thinking, and sank into the flesh with a puff.

"Third Brother!"

Xiao Wu let out a cry of surprise and supported the pale-faced An San, gritted his teeth and slashed at the man in black who was attacking with his sword, seeing the short arrow on An San's chest was blood red in front of his eyes.

"It's shot crookedly, it's okay." The man raised his bow and crossbow again disapprovingly, aiming at Xiao Wu, "If you do it again, you can always shoot right."

"Little Wu, go!" An San dragged a man in black to stand in front of them, the wound was involved in the movement and he couldn't help spitting out blood, "Don't love to fight!"

Xiao Wu knew that the third man would not last long, so he threw the sword in his hand towards the man, and took advantage of the chaos to escape.

The man didn't expect that Xiao Wu would attack him suddenly, he avoided the long sword in a bit of embarrassment, looked at the two who had already run away and sneered, "Zhengchou has no reason to start a war, and this reason came to the door by itself."

The fake Rakshasa king standing beside the man lowered his head and said nothing, but his hands hidden in his sleeves were clenched quietly.