Chapter 306 Punishment in the Underground Palace

"Those who destroy the underground palace will be killed without mercy."

"The soul is back..."

"It's not worth it, the world is not worth it..." He lowered his eyes and whispered. Over the long years, his consciousness gradually disappeared.

But I still remember everything related to Master.

Even if he loses his memory, he is still protecting everything about his master.

It is as if the protective master has been engraved deep in the soul.

"Xinghui, Xinghui, I am master..." Lu Chaochao waved in front of him...

But she is a dwarf.

The legs are not high yet.

Lu Chaochao awkwardly pushed the chair over, stepped on the stool, and bared his teeth in front of Xing Hui: "I am the master!"

But Xinghui just stared at her blankly and showed no reaction.

Lu Chaochao was a little angry.

When she opened the book of gods, she saw that half of the God of War Xinghui was possessed by the devil. She was so angry that her head hurt.

She penetrated Xinghui's soul with a touch of spiritual energy.

"Well, I'll hide your figure and take you out for a walk..." Lu Chaochao smiled.

Although Xing Hui has no memory, he always remembers to follow her footsteps and refuses to leave even one step.

Lu Chaochao walked on the street with Xing Hui.

The streets were chaotic and lonely.

From time to time, there would be sounds of fighting, as if to rob the underground palace's belongings.

"Damn it, damn it..." Xing Hui's body became more and more evil.

Fortunately, Lu Chaochao was able to control it and suppressed his anger that wanted to destroy everything.

Lu Chaochao finally understood.

This plague is neither a punishment from heaven nor a man-made disaster.

It's Xinghui.

Xing Hui has been guarding the underground palace for thousands of years, and the funerary objects in the underground palace have already tainted his evil spirit. Everyone took it for themselves without asking and damaged the underground palace, which became the last straw that broke Xinghui's back.

The body is filled with evil spirits, and the godhead is crumbling, which is naturally harmful to mortals.

At this moment, Lu Chaochao came to the medical clinic.

Everyone in the medical center was extremely busy, and the imperial doctors were so busy that they couldn't even touch the ground.

Lu Zhengyue was protected in the middle, with several imperial doctors surrounding him.

"strangeness……"

The old doctor with white hair and beard had a tired face, but his eyes were very bright: "It's strange, outsiders say it can be spread through blood, saliva, and breathing. But Lu Erlang has no signs of illness."

The imperial doctor carefully pinched his limbs: "Do you feel any pain?"

Lu Zhengyue shook his head: "Nothing, not even a trace."

"Miss Wen, I'm offended. Do you feel any pain in your body?" The imperial doctor put a small hammer on her knees and tapped her arms.

Wen Ning shook his head: "No."

"Strange..." The doctor stroked his beard and frowned.

The little guy smiled and said nothing, but walked in the epidemic area with his hands behind his back.

Everyone is wearing masks on three levels inside and three outside.

Lu Chaochao had no protection.

"You kid, which family do you come from? Who asked you to come out?!" The woman who spoke looked fierce.

As soon as Lu Chaochao turned around, the other party took out a clean handkerchief from his arms and covered her mouth and nose.

"Don't you know that the plague is prevalent now? Who dares to let you out! Put the veil over your mouth and nose and get out quickly! This is not a good place!"

The woman's eyebrows were raised and raised coldly, as if she was very fierce.

Seeing Lu Chaochao looking at her stupidly, the woman couldn't help but soften her tone: "Where is your family? Didn't they all die from the plague?"

"What a pitiful child..." She gritted her teeth and felt cruel.

He took out two white buns wrapped in oil paper from his pocket.

"Huangcheng is short of food recently. I work in the epidemic area and I get three white buns every day. Here, here are some for you..."

"Hide it, don't let anyone snatch it."

"Little girl, I'll give you a piece of silver." Suddenly a patient shouted. He took out a piece of silver from his arms.

"I picked this up at the door on the day the underground palace opened."

"My family is not in a good situation either, so just take it, little guy."

The patients on both sides were talking to each other, some were picking up coins, and some were picking up pieces of silver, stuffing Lu Chaochao's arms full.

"Take it, these are all found at the entrance of the underground palace."

"Speaking of which, the ones who make the most money are those heartless people. They all rushed into the underground palace and smashed it to pieces. We just picked it up at the door..."

After all, they have some conscience and have never stepped into the underground palace.

"Hey... the family next door to me went into the underground palace and robbed a lot of things. His family..." the woman frowned and said suspiciously.

"He seems to be the first to catch the plague."

“The whole family got sick and died.”

A man slapped his thigh suddenly: "Oh, my nephew's family also entered the underground palace and robbed property, and they died!"

The patient who was paralyzed on the ground suddenly sat up, and everyone began to reminisce.

"My second uncle robbed the underground palace and fell ill and died early."

"My next-door neighbor robbed it and died of illness early!"

The more people talked, the more frightened they became, and there was a sense of fear in their eyes.

"It won't... won't be the punishment for robbing the underground palace, right?"

Everyone trembled for life.

"Thinking about it this way, it seems that the group of people who entered the underground palace... are all dead!" They searched everywhere in their minds, but found no exception!

All dead.

"I...I sell steamed stuffed buns. During this period, many people come to buy things with the money from the underground palace."

"I run a silk and satin shop, and I have also collected money from the underground palace."

"I set up a stall selling sugar paintings, and I also received money from the underground palace."

When they asked each other, they all had touched the money from the underground palace.

The woman who gave Lu Chaochao the white bun was stunned: "I haven't touched it, but I haven't gotten sick either..."

Everyone was silent for a moment.

An incredible idea spread in my mind.

The medical center suddenly became chaotic, and Lu Chaochao and Xing Hui hid in the corner.

"Xing Hui, this world is terrible, but there are still people who are making things up. Good people shouldn't have to pay for their actions!" Lu Chaochao patted the pile of belongings in his arms.

"Innocent people should not die in vain."

The most important thing is that Xinghui cannot cause the murder of hundreds of thousands of innocent people.

He is a god, not a devil.

Xing Hui still looked at her blankly, silent.

At this moment, the people in the epidemic area alarmed Lu Zhengyue.

Rong Che hurriedly investigated thoroughly, but this investigation was impossible.

The people who went into the underground palace to smash, smash and rob, without exception, all got sick and died. The group of people with mild symptoms had all accidentally touched the property in the underground palace.

"No wonder Zheng Yue never got sick. He never touched any money from the underground palace!"

"Is this really revenge from the underground palace?"

"Do you still remember the words on the stone door? The only request of the owner of the underground palace is not to damage the underground palace. If you kowtow, you can take away what you need."

"But they destroyed the underground palace beyond recognition!"

"You deserve it! A bunch of greedy people!" Lu Zhengyue yelled angrily.

The doctors looked at each other with big eyes: "How...how should I treat this?"

Lu Zhengyue frowned and looked a little worried: "First take the patient to kowtow to the underground palace... and see if he can be forgiven."

The crowd of people knelt with blood dripping from their knees until they were outside the gate of the underground palace.

Lu Chaochao stood at the end, followed by Xing Hui.

After kowtow, the evil spirit on their bodies still did not disappear.

Lu Chaochao looked at Xing Hui: "Xing Hui, you can no longer control the evil spirit, right?" (End of this chapter)