allendalepharm Chapter 325: The Ultimate Bad Plot: Deep Palace
Chapter 325: The Ultimate Bad Plot: Deep Palace
When Huo Hu saw that Jiang Yuan fell silent after entering the safe, he felt a little worried and followed him.
He saw Jiang Yuan staring at a piece of tea cake in a daze, as if thinking about something. He didn't want to disturb him and was about to turn around, but his peripheral vision inadvertently caught a glimpse of metallic reflection on the tea cake. He immediately became alert and reminded him loudly!
Jiang Yuan turned over the tea cake and his pupils suddenly shrank.
He saw that there was a dark brown pill-like nuclear bomb stuffed on the back of the tea cake, but because of the dim light and the consistent color, he did not notice it.
The pill nuclear bomb, as the name suggests, is a nuclear bomb the size of a pill. It is portable and concealed. Just one pill is enough to blow Jiang Yuan to pieces!
Just as he watched, a small red light lit up in the center of the pill.
It was remotely activated!
Crunch---!
Almost at the same time, the door of the safe made a sound and began to close inward. The huge force bent the iron stool that Jiang Yuan was leaning against the door, as if they were going to lock him up and blow him up!
At this critical moment, Huo Hu held up the giant gate with his body, and Zhong Liang followed closely behind him. The two of them, with four hands, held up a glimmer of hope for Jiang Yuan!
Jiang Yuan reacted quickly, threw the tea cake deep into the safe, turned around and rushed to the door, but just when the tea cake was about to hit the iron wall---!!!
A white light flashed, blinding and scorching----!!!
Boom boom boom--! !
Boom boom boom boom boom-----! ! !
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom-----! ! ! ! !
A nuclear explosion cracked and the ground shook.
Countless tiles fell to the ground, wall bricks cracked, and the entire Imperial Observatory shook three times!
Inside the underground research institute, smoke and dust spread.
"Ahem, ahem, damn!"
Zhong Liang rubbed his back, stood up and cursed: "Jiang Jian, this bastard, actually hid a nuclear bomb in the safe!!!"
"I was careless."
Jiang Yuan stood up and said calmly, "From the moment we saw the safe was emptied, we knew there was a trap."
Just at the critical moment.
He rushed out and knocked Huo Hu and Zhong Liang, who were leaning against the door, away. The three of them rolled into a ball, slid a few meters, and escaped successfully!
The vault door closed instantly, swallowing all the pressure from the small nuclear bomb back into the vault.
Fortunately, this safe is thick enough, and even if it encounters a nuclear explosion, it will only be deformed without even a crack.
It is conceivable what would have happened if Jiang Yuan had reacted half a second later.
Jiang Jian has once again tried to kill his disciple.
The most vicious psychological tactics were used.
Realizing the strangeness of this trap, Huo Hu asked in confusion: "Is there something special about that tea cake?"
Especially Jiang Yuan, who has been very alert all the way, would make mistakes.
"It is nothing special."
Jiang Yuan shook her head, casually brushed off the residue on her hands on the hem of her skirt, and said, "I was mistaken."
Then he lowered his voice and whispered to himself:
"...just a piece of trash."
Just as the few people here caught their breath, Old Yu called out loudly.
"If you are not dead yet, come here quickly!"
The three rushed over, and Zhongliang asked, "What did you find?"
The old man in women's clothing wore reading glasses and pointed to a few pages of documents on the display screen, explaining:
"Tomorrow, no, it should be today during the day. Jiang Jian will play tricks at the Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony and use props to absorb the souls of everyone in this game, accumulate energy, and complete the last step of upgrading the game."
Huo Hu: "Where?"
Yu Lao: "In the center of Zijin City, in the square in front of Fengtian Palace."
Without waiting for Yu Lao to add anything, Jiang Yuan turned around and left in a hurry.
"go!"
He gritted his teeth and said decisively:
"Go skin that damn old fox!"
*
The waning moon was hazy, casting a layer of cruel luster on the double-eaved hip roof, overlooking everything.
Zhong Liang carried Yu Lao on his back, while Jiang Yuan and Huo Hu protected him on both sides.
The four of them walked forward quickly. There were palaces everywhere around them. The long corridor leading to the Fengtian Palace stretched infinitely in the thick fog, as if it would never end.
The indigo mist wrapped around the red walls and golden tiles, flowing slowly, faintly and resentfully, as if caressing them, uttering low mutterings, and cursing the four players who did not abide by the palace rules.
...
.Woolen cloth....
..Woolen cloth.......
No, there really was mumbling.
Zhong Liang lowered his voice and asked: "...Did you hear any noise?"
Yu Lao: "What's that sound?"
Zhong Liang: "It's the little girl's singing, right in front."
......
Huo Hu placed his hand on the hilt of the knife and said with concentration: "It seems that there is a sound."
Jiang Yuan was puzzled: "Isn't it just a nursery rhyme? What are you afraid of?"
He had heard it a long time ago.
The child's voice had been floating in the fog around them since a while ago, accompanied by the sound of incomplete footsteps, sometimes far away, sometimes near, deliberately making it mysterious.
Rather than the nursery rhyme, he was more surprised that this two-meter-tall and mighty general could be frightened by such an outdated horror joke.
"Who is afraid!"
Zhong Liang immediately responded: "I just don't like naughty kids!"
Yu Lao lay on his back and recalled in a deep voice: "When Xiaozhong was a teenager, he entered an orphanage-themed game."
"The setting of that game is special. He turned into a doll in it and fell into the hands of a few orphans. After he came out, he suffered from severe [Nursery Rhyme Stress Disorder]. He would get stressed whenever he heard nursery rhymes."
"I'm not sick, it's those kids who are sick!"
General Zhong raised his voice: "Those damn naughty kids would use a comb made of fish bones to scrape the doll's eyes while singing, twist the doll into a dough twist, tear it into pieces and sew it onto dead animals. The most disgusting thing is that they would play house with the dolls and hold weddings and funerals!!!"
Huo Hu was curious: "What is a wedding funeral?"
Zhong Liang covered his face and said, "They held their wedding in a doll cemetery, then exchanged their heads and were buried together... Ugh!"
Clearly his deepest fears had been aroused.
Jiang Yuan quietly asked Elder Yu: "So, Sister Zhong is afraid of marriage and having children now?"
Old Yu nodded heavily.
"Not fear!"
Zhongliang emphasized: "It's disgust! Hate!"
...
......Love you...---
...
Again!
As the humming sound got closer, the mighty man shuddered subconsciously, his face became paler, and he wished he could squat down on the spot and hide in the middle of the crowd.
"But......"
Huo Hu listened carefully and said uncertainly: "Don't you think this nursery rhyme sounds familiar?"
After hearing what he said, everyone pricked up their ears and listened carefully.
..like....--
---....you......
...like... --
---you...---
The song is soft and childish, but the more you listen to it, the more familiar it sounds.
Yu Lao frowned and said, "...It's cooked. It's so cooked that I feel a little dizzy."
Jiang Yuan carefully identified it and said, "It is indeed a nursery rhyme."
Zhong Liang's body trembled: "It's a fucking nursery rhyme!"
...
......
"Will you go? Are you worthy?
This ragged cloak.
Fight? Yes!
With the humblest dream!
To the whimpers and roars in the dark night!
Who says that only those who stand in the light are heroes! "
Oh shit!
A lone hero!
The three people except Jiang Yuan were so shocked by the nursery rhyme that they fell into silence. The terrifying atmosphere disappeared in an instant.
"damn it!"
Zhongliang cursed directly at the thick fog: "Whose stupid kid is singing this crappy song in the palace at night!?"
"Hehe, hehehe."
A cold wind blew, and a familiar figure gradually emerged in the fog about seven or eight meters ahead of the crowd.
This is a little girl who looks about three or four years old.
She had snow-white hair in a bun, big pink eyes, a delicate bun, a coral bead peony hairpin, and a light pink cloud-shoulder moon-lit skirt. She was delicate and soft, like a little princess who was ignorant of the world.
Jiang Yuan didn't have any reaction at first, but when he saw this loli, his scalp suddenly went numb.
Before he could rush over to cover his mouth, the little girl looked at him with her eyes curved, giggled, and said the classic line----
"Hey, brother, do you want to merge?"
Jiang Yuan held his forehead with his hand.
I knew it was this sentence!