Live broadcast: The female heavenly master slays demons and protects the Tao in the power plot

Wei Chenfeng's expression suddenly became very strange.

Du Manzhi suddenly realized something and asked him: "Who are you, Wei Xingbang?"

Wei Chenfeng was a little hesitant and answered after a while: "It's my grandfather."

One of the elders who followed the late emperor to conquer the world, Duke Dingguo became the idol of a generation of warriors with his bravery and proficiency in battle. Later, he was convicted of collaborating with the enemy and his entire family was executed.

His contrasting life experience shocked countless people.

Du Manzhi calmed down, took out the handkerchief, wiped his fingers clean, and said, "I'm pretty sure I heard it right... I didn't know your grandfather's name either."

"Ah."

As the air flows, the tangy earthy smell gradually dissipates, and the weak cry for help disappears, as light as an unreal dream.

In the dark and lightless secret room, after digging through the old cement layer, the hidden sins were finally revealed.

If it were Du Manzhi a month ago, he might still doubt his feelings.

However, after the smuggled evil god was refined, most of the essence was swallowed by her. Not only did her realm greatly improve, but her physical fitness was also strengthened to the extreme.

Between mortals and gods, there is only one final step.

The enhanced spiritual sense is extremely sharp, so she can catch the distress signal in the trace of resentment.

That was the moment when the deceased's mood fluctuated most violently, and the most real hope burst out at that moment - to ask for help, to ask for help from the person he trusted the most!

Wei Chenfeng's answer confirmed her guess.

That elderly woman shouted for Dingguo Gongwei to rejuvenate the country.

"Not everyone can call the old Duke by his name." Du Manzhi put away the handkerchief, his eyes as clear and bright as starlight.

"The voice I heard belongs to a woman. I guess there are not many people in this palace who can call her by name and order her to do things?"

Wei Chenfeng's throat moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

Du Manzhi: "Maybe you have something else you want to tell me?"

After she finished speaking, she waited quietly for Wei Chenfeng to speak.

"The late emperor was born as a girl."

Wei Chenfeng lived up to his expectations and revealed a piece of news that shocked the whole country.

Du Manzhi smiled.

She didn't find it strange.

This is not a difficult thing to accept.

Because she once lived in a world where there were female scientists, female astronauts, female chairmen, female teachers...

Many industries have more than one or two outstanding female talents. Their path may not be easy, but it is not without opportunities after all. Finally, they stood at the top of the industry, talking and laughing happily.

Du Manzhi can also completely understand why the late emperor did not reveal his gender.

The background of the times is different, the ideological education people receive is different, and their speech and handling styles will be affected.

If a man leads his brothers to conquer the world in troubled times, he can half-assault, be supported by his good brothers, put on a yellow robe, and ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor.

What if a woman leads the army?

Before the war even started, the enemy sent an envoy to deliver a set of women's clothing as a form of humiliation. The general who was not determined enough simply vomited three liters of blood. How could the war be fought?

The generals under her command may have already run away before they see the dawn of victory.

……

Du Manzhi sighed: "You said before that the late emperor lived in this palace for a few months, and then died a few days after moving back."

She pointed to the dark brown soil with lots of spots: "Look at these blood stains, do you still think so?"

Wei Chenfeng opened the wall and inspected it himself.

Behind the ordinary-looking earth wall, there is no earth and stone, but a wall that was painted many years ago. The blood stains on the wall are like a withered red plum tree.

He had been on the battlefield and naturally knew how much force it would take to shoot the blood stains to such a height.

Anyone who endures this force will definitely not survive.

"She died in this position." Du Manzhi gestured.

This was the result she interpreted from her resentment, not her own random guessing.

"What was transferred should be just a corpse, or just like what you did with Zhan Shuhua - find someone to pretend to be."

The so-called late emperor died of illness is a false lie.

In order to ensure the peaceful transfer of the throne, the late emperor "lived" for a few more days.

Du Manzhi didn't even need to name the murderer.

Whoever takes the trouble to cover up the crime scene is the murderer.

Du Manzhi thought a little uncomfortably how desperate the late emperor must have been before he died... Her biological son put her to death for power, and she eagerly hoped that Duke Ding would find out what was wrong and come to the palace to save her.

Duke Dingguo did not appear.

I don’t know if he finally discovered the truth.

According to the information Du Manzhi learned, a few years after the late emperor was buried, something happened to the Dingguo Palace. The retired old Duke learned that his whole family had been kidnapped and returned to the capital to complain.

The collaborating case has not yet been found out, and the old man died of illness in prison.

On the boundless road to hell, he may be speeding up to catch up with the king who took the first step.

A face with drooping eyelids appeared in front of Du Manzhi's eyes - the person who caused all this was the then Crown Prince and now the Dog Emperor.

Carrying the sin of matricide, he still wants to become an immortal?

Go dream!

Even the ruthless Taoists don’t want to accept this kind of garbage, bah!

……

Wei Chenfeng suddenly pointed out a doubt:

"If this secret room is where the late emperor died, why was it not destroyed and repaired again..."

Du Manzhi couldn't figure out the reason either.

"Let's see what else is in this secret room," she suggested.

Du Manzhi set up a barrier around the palace to prevent the noise from attracting patrolling guards.

After a night of intensive excavation, the two of them were covered in dust. Every time they breathed in, they could feel the dust swirling around the tips of their noses. When they choked, they could cough up tears until they burst into tears.

The entire environment is filled with dust, and even the cleaning charm will not work.

After another violent cough, Du Manzhi noticed the reddish corners of the other person's eyes and physiological tears.

The beauty is indeed a beauty, embarrassed and cute at the same time.

With bad intentions, she reached out and grabbed Wei Chenfeng's chin.

He glanced at her suspiciously, and his voice became hoarse, tickling her heart: "What's the matter?"

"Little beauty, what's your last name? Are you planning to get married?"

Du Manzhi pretended to be a prodigal who coveted beauty.

"If not, I will come to propose marriage tomorrow."

"..."

Wei Chenfeng stared at her speechlessly.

But his beautiful face was stained with dust, like a peacock that fell into a trap and rolled all over in mud. He lacked the fierce aura of the past.

Du Manzhi smiled even more happily.

"Marriage is not a trivial matter, and a promise should not be made lightly." Wei Chenfeng gently pushed her offending hand away.

He stood in the dim entrance, the weak lantern fire reflected in his dark pupils. The firelight did not warm him, and the light orange shadow blended with him, giving off a gloomy flavor.

His voice was neither high nor low, and he was not harsh to her. It just sounded like he was deliberately distant.

"Wei is homeless and a widower. Even if you plan to get married, you should think twice and think carefully."

If he scoffed at her nonsense like before, Du Manzhi wouldn't think much about it.

But he spoke very seriously this time, which made her a little embarrassed.

It seems like it has been overdone.

The ancients did attach great importance to starting a family.

She didn't know whether Wei Chenfeng was a legitimate son or a concubine at home. If the Wei family was not in trouble, even if he was an unpopular concubine, he should have a decent noble daughter.

Instead of asking him to change his name and enter the palace as a slave, living a life of neither male nor female.

The royal family also thought he was restless, so they sent a skinny and ugly girl to humiliate him.

As the "ugly girl" given to him, Du Manzhi personally planned his own death.

She is free, but she has gained the reputation of being a wife who has lived for nine thousand years.

She still teases him now.

Hey, Xiao Du, Xiao Du, what you did is really not a good person.

Du Manzhi scratched his head, thinking about how to compensate him.

The spiritual liquid packed back from the Qing Palace last time should be useful to him, but... it was leftover for her own use, so it was a bit hard to give it as a gift.

Suddenly, she had an idea!

"Aren't you going to pay homage to your ancestors? Let me go with you."

Wei Chenfeng frowned: "What are you going to do?"

Du Manzhi patted the hook around her waist, which was equivalent to her work permit in Fengdu Underworld.

"The Celestial Master saves the dead souls, and the Impermanence guides the dead souls. This is my old profession! Even if it is not for work, as your ally and friend, it is normal for me to go and see the elders."

Wei Chenfeng remained silent.

She paused, had to put away her smile, and said seriously: "I'm sorry, I was just joking..."

"I don't blame you." Wei Chenfeng interrupted her.

"what?"

“Dingguo Gongfu is in ruins, no one is allowed to enter, and the people who offer sacrifices nearby will be executed on the spot for collaborating with the enemy.

"So, if you want to go, you can only dig into the tunnel with me."

Du Manzhi didn't take it seriously and said easily: "Then let's do it."

"It's dirty and smelly inside. It's not suitable for you. It's better to wait for another day... It won't be too late for you to go there after the ban is lifted and cleaned up." He explained patiently.

Du Manzhi: "It's okay, I haven't been to any dirtier places than this one!"

"..."

"Okay, okay, Duke Dingguo must have been a kind man when he collected the corpses of my senior time-travelers. I will go and offer him a stick of incense to say thank you."

Du Manzhi patted the dust on her skirt and muttered:

"There's really nothing to dig here. It's just blood and ashes. It must have been cleaned up. Let's go back and change into clean clothes. Then I'll go find you and set off..."

Wei Chenfeng's eyebrows twitched: "What did you just say?"

Du Manzhi was slightly startled: "Change into clothes and start again?"

"The previous sentence."

"It must have been cleaned up?"

"Further ahead." Wei Chenfeng repeated her words thoughtfully, "Everything but blood is ashes..."

Du Manzhi was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly realized: "Blood? The late emperor's blood!"

"The Dog Emperor kept this secret room without demolishing it or filling it in... He also didn't shovel away the bloody soil because the late emperor's blood was still useful!"

Her eyes grew brighter and brighter.

"Yuan Jing said that their secret guards only recognized the bloodline of the late emperor. That means tokens and bloodline are indispensable... I was still wondering at the time, how could they identify who was of the bloodline of the late emperor? There is no DNA test here."

Blood!

The token must have something to do with blood!

Yuan Jing is a good person, and he is unwilling to reveal more information about the token, but in fact, the answer has already been put in!

In her excitement, Du Manzhi no longer minded the dust in the secret room. She stared at her eyes with night vision and squatted down to look at the place with the most blood stains.

Sure enough, a new discovery was made.

The cement blocks she smashed open had several dark red threads in each thick block, spreading from one end of the cement block to the other.

It is a feeling of striving to grow upward.

Wei Chenfeng didn't agree with it. He moved the lantern closer, "I think it looks like it's pulling the seedlings to encourage them to grow."

He felt that there was a force pulling the thread up.

Looking down, the pools of blood between the soil and cement have long since dried up.

Wei Chenfeng tried to crush the cement block and pick out the blood streaks.

No one expected that at this contact, the bloodshot threads would suddenly come to life, struggling and twisting on his dusty fingertips, like some kind of crazy headless insect, desperately trying to get into his flesh!

"careful!"

Du Manzhi quickly slapped his hand away.

The cement block was smashed to pieces, and the bloody thread twisted a few more times. Like a tired bird returning to its nest, it resolutely swarmed toward the soil under the cement.

Until the end of the blood thread connected with the soil, it finally calmed down.

Du Manzhi took a deep breath and motioned to Wei Chenfeng to stand a little further away and not to stimulate them yet.

She used her spiritual power to attach to her eyes, and after careful inspection, she found that these bloodshot eyes were all living things.

Their bodies are as thin as lotus roots and as hard as gold and stone, strong enough to destroy concrete structures. The insect appears to be stationary in the cement block, but if it is placed under a microscope, its soft joints are actually moving slightly.

The blood in the soil is the foundation for their survival. Once their tails are far away from the soil, the insects will become restless, as if they are about to enter the end, and they are eager to survive.

"But it wants to get into your hands..." Du Manzhi murmured.

The answer is about to come out!

She followed Wei Chenfeng's example and started to pick up a bloodworm.

The bug didn't move at all on her hand at first.

She grabbed the piece of lime with the bloodworm attached to it.

The bloodworm hung in the air and began to stretch its body desperately, trying to take root in the soil again.

Until this moment, the bug still had no intention of getting into her fingers.

"Come here." She directed Wei Chenfeng.

The latter obediently took a few steps forward, and without waiting for her further instructions, he stretched out his hand voluntarily.

There was only a few centimeters between his plump fingertips and the blood worms.

The bloodworm was stunned for a moment, then suddenly swung its tail and tried to catch his finger.

It was conceivable that if he let it catch up, the next step would be like the previous worm, which would try its best to burrow into Wei Chenfeng's flesh and blood.

"..."

Du Manzhi looked at him with something wrong.

Wei Chenfeng saw two completely different reactions of insects with his own eyes.

With his mind, he quickly thought of some possibility.

A possibility that is so small that it can be ruled out.

But if you add the premise that "the first emperor was a woman", it won't be so bizarre.

After having this rebellious idea, Wei Chenfeng's expression was more complicated than when he heard the words "Wei Xingbang".

A known:

The late emperor’s old blood is kept in the secret chamber;

The blood of the late emperor nourished a strange worm;

Insects like to stick to the blood of the late emperor;

The bugs are also hungry for Wei Chen Feng's body, ah, no, they are hungry for his blood.

……

Wei Chenfeng's hands were hanging in the air, in a daze.

The bloodworm was still trying to get closer to him, like a starving ghost who met an ownerless tribute at a crossroads. Its greed and desire were overflowing, and every joint was shouting: Eat! Let me eat!

"That is, is there a possibility...I mean possibility."

Du Manzhi admired his expression enough and said quietly:

"Could she, the late Emperor, be your biological grandmother who was not included in the family tree?"