The ninth grade of the word "di" is the fifth grain of the Nuo God's opera.

Lin Shou received a reward from Mr. Xian. A mask with a rich folk color. It was used by the gods. The Nuo opera screens of different purposes have different color patterns. The gods invited were different. Some exorcised ghosts, some cured diseases, some prayed for good weather, and some prayed for good harvests. It seems that the Nuo opera screens are the same as the Twenty-Four Filial Piety Pictures, and it is also a series of props. The mask Lin Shou got today was used by the gods of grains to seek good harvests.

Lin Shou took it out and put it into the Three Immortals Cave for the time being.

There are no living people in the prince's mansion. Judging from the last lantern of the eldest daughter Xian, Nine Thousand Years have entered the palace and are ready to kill Emperor Jia and replace him.

The old Emperor Jia is unlucky. He has only been in power for only one year. How many times has he assassinated the king killed him?

Lin Shou shook his head and left the prince's mansion to go to the palace.

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In the Forbidden City, outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Jiu Qiansui stood still, behind him was endless salt white, teams of imperial guards, and the little palace maids and eunuchs in the palace all turned into small salt men.

The fat man Jiu Qiansui finally arrived at the Palace of Supreme Harmony. He blew his forehead sweat and sat down on the spot for a while. Good guy came over from the prince's mansion to make him tired.

Boss Xian, who had already received the lunch box, did not lie to him. He asked the gods to come up with nothing to be close to three meters around him, and all of them were salted, but he could not sit in the sedan chair.

In the end, I could only walk by myself. Is it easy to get into a rebellion? I almost died of exhaustion.

In the Palace of Supreme Harmony, Emperor Jia looked at him tremblingly. There was no one around, and he turned Jiu Qiansui into a little salt man. What kind of evil magic is this?

"Nephew, please let me work hard for a while!"

"Mom! Don't mess with me! We have no relatives, you are not your biological child!"

After hearing this, Jiu Qiansui smiled grimly on his face:

"You, you are confused. You said you are your emperor and I am my prince. It's not good. As long as you listen to me honestly, we will be in peace and prosperity. Why do you have to go to the stage where you, my uncle and nephew face each other?"

"You're so fart! You're a thief from Dajing! It's not good to have you Dajing, I can't spare you!"

Emperor Jia is now alone, and Jiu Qiansui, who has done something magic in front of him, was so scared that he was trembling, but he still said what he should say.

Jiu Qiansui laughed loudly after hearing this, and her chin trembled.

"Brother, you really don't have any points. I'm a thief. Are you not a waste? Dajing is not much better than you to be an emperor. You don't have the ability to be an emperor."

"You, you, you are fart! I want to be a wise king!"

Emperor Jia was criticized and refuted without admitting it.

"You will be a bullshit emperor. The Palace of Harmony has collapsed for half a year and has no money to repair it. Come down quickly, uncle will sit on the dragon throne for you and spread the country for you."

After nine thousand years of experience, he dragged his fat body to the hall. Wherever he passed, the carved beams, painted pillars, and the blue bricks and golden tiles were all salted. Jiahuang was like a cat with a stomped on his tail, and shouted:

"Don't come over! I said you don't come over! A spoiler! Just built the Palace of Supreme Harmony! I'll go out now! Don't slander things!"

What a good guy, he is worthy of being the Emperor Jia, and he never forgets his original intention.

Jiu Qiansui kept silly under his feet and laughed:

"Look at your promisingness, it looks like an emperor. Looking at the shabby appearance of the reconstruction of the Supreme Hall, I will demolish it today. When my uncle ascends the throne, I will see what the most scheduling Supreme Hall has to be built since the great scenery."

"Oh! I don't listen anymore. Come in and I'll call you someone. I tell you that I can know the gods."

"Call me, uncle, I know the head of a god. Let's call him to compare who is so powerful."

It's not like two people who want to be emperors talking, like two children comparing whose Ultraman is better.

In the end, Emperor Jia was really forced to death. We don’t know if Jiu Qiansui wanted to kill him, or if he could not stand Jiu Qiansui demolished the house and ruined things. Anyway, he was anxious.

Since there is no one on the left, then "in-chief the emperor personally"!

Emperor Jia picked up the blue and white porcelain at his hand, thought about it and put it down again, and picked up the cheap candlestick on the dragon table.

"Dear mother! I'm fighting with you!"

Emperor Jia raised his patched dragon robe with one hand and held the candlestick with the other hand. Dadada rushed over, wanting to fight Jiu Qiansui to death, and live to the death.

The thin dragon in the Forbidden City is useless but courageous.

Slap, Emperor Jia tripped, and Long Yan slapped the bluestone slab in the hall. When he looked up, he felt bleeding from his nose.

Jiu Qiansui laughed:

"Nephew, you are such a waste. Come and send you my uncle to the road. From now on, I will take this country to my uncle."

As Jiu Qiansui said that, he reached out to win over Emperor Jia.

But at this critical moment, a dark shovel wrapped in incense flew past like a stream of light, passing by Jiu Qiansui. When it clanged, it stopped on the dragon chaise, and nailed it to the dragon chaise, making a crack.

This is the second time this dragon throne has been injured.

Everything happened too quickly. Jiu Qiansui hadn't reacted yet. What thing flew over just now?

He lowered his head and stretched out his arms to make the result of Jiahuang. He disappeared, and only saw a smooth section, blood, which surged out at this time.

Alas! It hurts so much!

Jiu Qiansui fell to the ground and shouted, rolling in pain.

An ordinary citizen of Beijing entered the Taihe Hall and looked around like a vegetable market. He found his own buried shovel and pulled it down and carried it.

"Lin, Brother Lin! Mom! I miss you so much!"

Just like when Emperor Jia saw his relatives, the good guy came up and hugged Lin Shou and refused to let go. No one was more experienced in hugging his thighs.

Emperor Jia is unfortunate, but also lucky.

Unfortunately, he was always unlucky and was killed by the assassination of the king. The corrupt country of the Chaogang was about to perish, and there was not even a single person around him. Fortunately, Lin Shou was involved every time, and he saved him, and he won by the fate circle.

Sometimes people's life cannot be said.

"Who are you? What a bad thing about me!"

Jiu Qiansui was so angry that he could still grit his teeth and glaring at Lin Shou fiercely when he broke his hands. Seeing his appearance, hey! Isn’t this what the Xian Lao Er said, “Isn’t the person who wiped out the Yan Gang?”

"It's you! Yangzhou salt management is the one who harmed you!"

Lin Shou looked at him, nodded and said:

"Yes, it was me who did it. I killed the Lord of Daode. I killed the Admiral of the Nine Gate. I killed your followers. Are you angry?"

Hiss... Lin Shou has never disappointed people in terms of heart-killing. The nine thousand-year-old lung almost burst out, and he felt a strong sense of suffocation. He seemed to have finally found the source of the rope tightening his neck.

His tiger lovers fell down one by one, and he was forced to the present level because of the person in front of him.

"Okay, my uncle, I looked down on you. I thought you were controlled by me. I didn't expect you to be sleeping on firewood and tasting gall. It turned out that you secretly raised a spy from the big private, secretly cut off my gangsters, and forced me to a dead end step by step. It turned out that I had planned to deal with the prince, and you were so cunning..."

Hiss, Emperor Jia scratched his head in confusion and said carefully:

"But he is a second cobbler from Caishikou."

Puff! A mouthful of blood in nine thousand years old made me feel lonely.

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Chapter completed!