Hey, you are reborn too?

The prince was no pushover. He suppressed his fear, raised his sword and prepared to meet the enemy.

Call ~

A gust of evil wind blew, and the prince suddenly felt weak all over, and the world was spinning before his eyes...

"Dang Cang"!

The sword slipped out of his hand, and even though the prince was extremely unwilling, he still fell straight down to the ground.

None of his close associates were spared, and they fell to the ground one after another under the influence of the evil wind.

"Jade Butterfly, Pharmacist, it's time to call it a day."

The one who spoke was actually the "Loyal and Brave Marquis" who was wearing a red shroud and a white cloth on his head.

"Master~" the "wife of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery" in the coffin called out tenderly, gently pulled off the white cloth on her body, opened her mouth and yawned, "I've been calling out for so long that my throat hurts."

"Hey, Jade Butterfly, aren't you just shouting a few times to distract attention? I've been spreading medicine powder outside for two days in a row, and I'm obviously more tired, okay?"

A man in night clothes came from nowhere.

His face was wrapped tightly with bandages, leaving only his eyes exposed, flashing a cold light in the dark night.

"Hmph," the woman called "Jade Butterfly" sat up from the coffin, pressing her hand against the side of the coffin. "If that's the case, then it's hard for Your Highness to control the wind. From time to time, you have to control the situation and control the evil wind to enhance the atmosphere of the mourning hall."

"That's right," the pharmacist refused to give in and shouted with his neck stiff, "your little bit of hard work is nothing compared to the leader, and you still have the nerve to complain!"

"You!" Jade Butterfly raised her eyebrows, her eyes wide open, and pointed at the pharmacist's nose and started to curse, "My hard work is indeed not comparable to the leader, but it is more than enough for a small fry like you!"

"Oh, really?" The pharmacist only showed his eyes, but they were very agile. He winked at the moment, as if hinting at something. He looked like he deserved a beating. "I really don't know. What technical content does it have to be a job that only requires shouting a few times?"

Seeing Jade Butterfly being humiliated, the pharmacist was even happier, and quickly took advantage of the situation to attack: "If it were you, the leader shouldn't have brought a loser like you here! You couldn't even recite the words yesterday, you could only sob, and you were the one who failed to spread the news of the unjust death of the Loyal and Brave Marquis in the first place. Who was it?"

"You," Jade Butterfly's voice was filled with tears, and she didn't know if it was real or fake, but it sounded quite touching. She turned her head to look at the man in red, and said in a coquettish voice, "Master, look at him!"

"Ouch," the pharmacist raised his hand and rubbed his upper arm through his clothes, "This sound is fake, it gave me goose bumps."

"Okay," the man called the leader said, his voice somewhat helpless, "Accompany me to do this secretly, you all have worked hard."

He gently pulled off the white cloth on his head, revealing a pair of light-colored eyes, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised with a smile.

He looked to be about 41 or 42 years old, with slightly pale skin, a pair of narrow and long almond-shaped eyes, and fine lines at the corners of his eyes. It was obvious that he was a gentle and cheerful person.

"Master," Jade Butterfly stepped out of the coffin. Seeing that the Master had no intention of blaming her, she said boldly, "If you ask me, you are too much of a fool! Beili had just fought a fierce battle with Dayuan and is still not very stable. As... that person, you secretly came to the capital of Dayuan to do this."

"Hey," the "pharmacist" with a bandage on his face raised a finger and waved it in the air, "I agree with Yu Hudie this time. You are really a bit willful. How charming is this loyal and brave Marquis that you, a saint son, would abandon your country for him and bring us here to perform."

"I have no choice," the man in red bowed his head, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes, "He saved A Yin, and I don't want him to die unjustly like this."

"Well," the pharmacist patted the red-clothed man on the shoulder, "I didn't expect that you, the leader, are such a kind-hearted person."

"What are you talking about?" The man in red raised his head, with smiles on his eyes. "Am I not always gentle and affectionate?"

The pharmacist shuddered violently and took a step back unconsciously.

Every time his leader laughs like this, someone is bound to be in trouble.

Who knows what bad things the leader might be thinking!

"Master," the pharmacist forced a smile. Although his face was wrapped in bandages and others could not see it, his eyes were curved and he looked extremely flattering. "You, you are not planning to take advantage of me, are you?"

The pharmacist swallowed his saliva, and the only eye that was exposed became more lively: "Look, we have been together for so many years. If you want to mess with me, just give me a hint first."

"Don't worry, I won't mess with you--" The man in red smiled lightly, raised his hand, and waved outside the mansion, "Yu Hudie, Pharmacist, let's go!"

He suddenly stopped and said, "By the way, remember to bring your 'equipment' and don't leave any loopholes."

The next day.

A strong sense of panic struck the prince's heart, and he opened his eyes involuntarily.

He stared at the white spirit flag for two seconds and thought he was seeing things.

I blinked and looked again, and I saw the spirit flag hanging quietly above my head. Next to it was the coffin of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery and his wife.

The prince's scalp suddenly exploded. He jumped up from the ground, looking left and right, searching everywhere for his sword.

When he saw the sword inlaid with gems, he immediately grasped it and held it horizontally in front of himself as if he had seen his own parents.

The prince held the sword tightly, turned slowly, and checked the surrounding environment. After confirming that there was nothing unusual, he slowly let down his guard.

"stand up!"

Seeing that his confidants were still sleeping soundly on the ground, the prince became quite annoyed. He raised his foot and kicked them hard on the buttocks.

"Your Highness?"

Xiao Zhang was the first to be kicked and the first to wake up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he vaguely saw the prince. Xiao Zhang couldn't believe it. He blinked two or three times before he regained his focus and struggled to get up.

Not to mention, looking at anyone while lying on the ground is a deadly angle.

Normally, Xiao Zhang only looked at the prince's handsome face and clear eyes. Today, when he suddenly woke up, he lay on his back and could only see his double chin.

Considering the burning pain on his buttocks and the fact that His Highness had not yet retracted his foot, Xiao Zhang's image of His Highness's handsome, gentle and elegant appearance was ruined in an instant, which scared him greatly.

Isn't His Highness a handsome man? Xiao Zhang couldn't help but wonder, how come he looked like this when he got up this morning?

As if the prince was not satisfied with just kicking Xiao Zhang, he kicked the other people lying on the ground one by one, and from the sound one could tell that the force was not light.

Xiao Zhang felt a little sad. His Highness' shoes embroidered with gold patterns were used to kick people's butts. It was such a waste of resources!

At the same time, a trace of resentment arose in his heart. It was all your fault for not getting up. If you had gotten up, His Highness would not have to kick you with his golden shoes.

Rumors spread as fast as the plague.

Within three days, the news that the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery had been unjustly killed and that his mansion was haunted had spread throughout the capital.

Even street kids can sing it while shaking their heads.

"Dark Marquis' Mansion, White Spirit Hall. The Marquis who died unjustly is alive again."

The situation got out of control.

The entire capital city was shrouded in a dark cloud, as if something big was about to happen in the next second.