Soul Eater

"Your Majesty?" Xiao Siming looked at the golden ghost in his hand with a half-smile, "It's quite a big deal."

The ghost was an image of an old man with long eyebrows and white beard. Hearing the words, his tone became even more arrogant: "I am Emperor Gaozong, bold and unreasonable, please put me down soon!"

Ruan Yang muttered in a low voice: "Oh, so you are that stupid king."

"..." Emperor Gaozong choked with anger, looked at Ruan Yang angrily, opened his mouth and sprayed, "Little Huangkou, do you know that I am—"

In the middle of its words, Xiao Siming slammed his head on the glass display case. The sound was so loud that the hearts of all present jumped, and the curator who fell on the ground slowly opened his eyes.

"Emperor Gaozong," Xiao Siming paused, his tone sounded more disdainful and arrogant than the other party, "Your dynasty has also perished for 1000 years."

After speaking, he raised his hand and slapped the opponent on the head.

Gaozong who was slammed on the showcase: "..."

What's going on, you descendant! !

The others were too frightened to speak by the situation in front of them, but the curator rushed forward with some excitement.

"Gaozong? Are you Emperor Gaozong himself??"

The excited tone is like a fan boy who has finally arrived at the idol scene.

Gaozong, who had already been slapped twice, turned his head to look at him in confusion and helplessness.

The curator clenched his hands into fists excitedly, and stammered: "It's really you, you look much more kind than the one restored by the computer! But you...why did you appear here?"

Emperor Gaozong was still in a daze.

It died in the mutiny and became a ghost under the knife. After death, it wandered unconsciously in the imperial tomb with the ghosts of his two servants for nearly a thousand years.

Modern words such as computer are like a bible for it.

It didn't understand the first half of the sentence, but only understood the second half, and the anger that Xiao Siming just knocked off came back.

"My mausoleum was dug up by you! You also moved the dragon bed! Naturally, I will follow here to see if you tomb robbers have any conscience!"

The curator was full of doubts: "Tomb robber?"

After a while, he suddenly realized: "Ah! No, no, it's all a misunderstanding. Those are not tomb robbers, but archaeological experts!"

Emperor Gaozong put two big bags on his head and asked in confusion: "Brick family? What brick house?"

Curator: "He is an expert in archaeology!"

Emperor Gaozong: "What is the Brick House?"

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After the two had a chicken-to-duck conversation, Emperor Gaozong waved his hand and stomped his feet angrily: "I don't care! You are tomb robbers! What's more, you destroyed my mausoleum, and you returned ..."

It suddenly showed an unspeakable expression on its old wrinkled face: "You are still picking up my clothes!!"

There was a complete silence in the arena.

Facing the conversation between the two, the policemen who were frightened to collapse by the sudden ghost looked at each other speechlessly.

Dare to feel that they have been busy for so many days, trying to find a way to catch the thief every day, but the thief is the owner of these things.

But if you think about it in another way, the person who died for almost 1000 years finally saw the sun one day, but when he opened his eyes, someone dug his grave... Thinking about it this way, Emperor Gaozong was angry for no reason.

"In addition to the dragon robe, there is also this obscene garment," Emperor Gaozong's tone was full of accusations, and he took out his obscene garment and hugged it to his chest like a big girl with yellow flowers. My obscene clothes are displayed for so many people to watch!"

"..."

The expression of the curator once again went from being confused to suddenly realizing: "So, so, this is why you have been insisting on smashing the A3 showcase?"

Emperor Gaozong couldn't understand what he said, but he could guess what he meant from his gaze and tone.

It straightened its back, and said in a confident manner: "That's right."

The curator's voice sounded a bit bitter: "Then why are you still making trouble in our back kitchen? Those bugs and broken dishes...?"

Unexpectedly, Gaozong snorted coldly when he heard the words, pointed the back of his head at them, and made it clear that he refused to answer.

Xiao Siming's eyes froze, and he raised his hand neatly to put an extra bag on its head.

The force was so great that the display cabinet thumped.

Emperor Gaozong kowtowed and stared at him, his face full of disbelief.

"Boldly..." It had just said boldly, but when it saw Xiao Siming's hand raised again, it finally shut up obediently because it was afraid of being beaten.

At the same time, the Emperor Gaozong murmured in his heart.

——I’m a ghost as I agreed, why did this unscrupulous person still beat me with his bare hands, and it hurt me so much.

When Emperor Gaozong couldn't figure it out, he saw that the eyes of the Diao Min pinching its neck became more gloomy and terrifying. It panicked, and before it could understand the meaning of the eyes, the Diao Min pinched its neck and dragged it over. Then, there was a sharp pain in the arm.

Gao Zong: "???!"

After this bite, although it was just a tentative bite and did not actually bite off a piece of meat, it still made everyone around gasp in fright.

Ruan Yang had just seen Xiao Siming hit the opponent on the head, and only vaguely realized that Mr. Xiao should be avenging himself, but now seeing Mr. Xiao talking directly, before he could react, he heard Wei Xuan rushing up from behind and shouting: "Boss! ! This is the emperor! You can't eat this!"

Hearing that this group of people wanted to eat him, Emperor Gaozong was both angry and hurt, and his tone was both aggrieved and unbelievable: "You, you, you, you want to eat me?!"

Xiao Siming frowned, raised his hand and patted it on the head again, and the familiar muffled sound of forehead hitting glass echoed in the exhibition hall.

"Speak up."

Although the emperors are also mortals, they have the spirit of a real dragon, even after death, their souls are different from ordinary people.

Although in the eyes of ordinary people, the difference is at most a difference in color - one is completely black, and the other has a golden light.

Xiao Siming also opened his mouth to realize that the emperor's golden soul is a bit hot, not as cool and delicious as ordinary ghosts.

For him, such ghosts are not inedible, but unpalatable.

Gaozong was wronged by the beating, but it was already 70 years old when it died, and it had no chance to fight back under Xiao Siming's absolute fighting power.

The two ghosts who had been impaled by Xiao Siming with a spell early in the morning became excited when they saw His Majesty being beaten.

The one on the ceiling didn't care that he was still nailed to the roof, and wanted to attack Xiao Siming with his long sharp tongue.

Xiao Siming glanced at it.

With such a long tongue, it should be very good to eat it rolled up.

The long-tongued ghost understood his eyes at this moment, and the whole ghost was terrified, and its tongue barely retracted one meter away from Xiao Siming.

"Don't embarrass them," Emperor Gaozong was dizzy from the beating, but he still turned his head with difficulty, "If you have something to do, come to me. Ning Hai, back down."

The last sentence was addressed to the long-tongued ghost on the ceiling.

The long-tongued ghost was very moved, with tears in his eyes, he called out in a choked voice, "Your Majesty."

The curator, who had been stunned by Xiao Siming's ferocious behavior from the beginning, came to his senses at this moment. He looked at the hideous long-tongued ghost with some surprise: "Are you Ning Hai? That famous eunuch in the history books?"

Other people present may not be familiar with this name, but the curator has done a lot of research on this person.

This eunuch has served two emperors, Wen Neng can recite poems and fight against each other, and Wu Neng can easily draw a bow that kills five fights with one stone. He has quelled internal disputes in the royal family many times in his life, and was favored by the emperor.Many modern historians have said that if this person was not an eunuch, he might also become a general with power.

It's just that the records of Ning Hai in the historical materials stay at the time when Emperor Gaozong suffered a mutiny. After the mutiny, this person seemed to have disappeared, and no one saw him again.

There is also unofficial history that the eunuchs around Gaozong also participated in the mutiny at that time, and they cooperated with others to overthrow Gaozong's rule.

Hearing the later generations' records of his past, Gaozong was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and sighed: "That's not true. During the mutiny, Director Ning tried his best to protect my life. After I was beheaded by those two traitors, Director Ning So a piece of white silk was hanged on my beam."

"And my beloved concubine." It looked at the crying ghost who was nailed to the ground not far away, its eyes full of pity, "the beloved concubine refused to submit to the new emperor, and was ordered to be tortured by cooking."

Ruan Yang couldn't bear it when he heard the words. Cooking torture means throwing a living person into boiling water. No wonder this ghost's face is so distorted.

Emperor Gaozong's voice was sad: "You said that my dynasty has perished for 1000 years, but Director Ning and Concubine Ai have accompanied me to wander in the imperial mausoleum for 1000 years?"

The long-tongued ghost shed two lines of bloody tears and shouted: "Your Majesty, the slave is voluntary!"

The female ghost also whimpered: "The concubine is also willing to follow His Majesty!"

Xiao Siming raised his hand and lifted the two's spells, and the three ghosts wept with each other in their arms. For a moment, the hall was full of ghosts' mournful cries.

"Boss," Ruan Yang quietly approached him, wanting to beg for mercy for the three ghosts, "shall we let them go to reincarnation?"

He found that Xiao Siming's face was a little gloomy from the very beginning, especially when he heard Gao Zong's cry, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, it seemed that Gao Zong's cry brought back some unpleasant memories.

But when he heard Ruan Yang's voice, his expression softened a lot, and he reached out and rubbed his head slowly and gently twice.

"Two ways: one, I will eliminate your obsessions first, and let you go to reincarnation; two, be eaten by me."

The second one was so simple and rude that the three ghosts trembled in fright.

Emperor Gaozong wiped away his tears, looked at his two companions lovingly, and thought: "Boss Ning, my concubine, I still have some unfulfilled wishes, you go first! When I finish my work here, I will go to the underworld to look for it." You, if I am the emperor again in the future, I will definitely give you two more official titles!"

Before the two ghosts could be moved, Xiao Siming let out a cold snort.

"Dream, don't look at what kind of society is outside now."

Emperor Gaozong was a little confused by his ridicule: "What society?"

Xiao Siming gave Wei Xuan a look, Wei Xuan took out his mobile phone, fiddled with it for a while and handed it to Gaozong.

This self-luminous object made Gao Zong quite curious, and there were some words on the object, which he couldn't quite understand, so Wei Xuan directly clicked the icon of a small speaker next to it.

In the next second, the object in its hand suddenly spoke by itself!

An unemotional female voice read it sternly: "High school politics is compulsory two. The first unit, the first lesson: Living in a country where the people are the masters of the country."

Emperor Gaozong: "..."

Xiao Siming sneered: "Now that the people are the masters of the country, you still want to be emperor? Dreaming."