Law of the Devil

Chapter 492 [Qingfeng Festival]

In the morning, Du Wei was still sitting in the room.

This is the separate study room in the Duke of the Imperial Tulip. Since returning from the Knights Association last night, Du Wei has been sitting here for a whole night.

In front of him, the gun of the Longinchus is placed!

Gently touch the finger over the gun body, you can feel the cold feeling of the metal, close your eyes, and Du Wei carefully uses his own mental power to sense, as if he can sense the faint sensation fluctuations left on the gun. It seems that a little bit of subtlety, pulling your own mental strength, if you listen carefully, it seems to be able to hear a kind of whistling sound... but very light and light.

It feels like you are holding a conch in your ear.

Very subtle.

It is a pity that Du Wei spent a full night of testing the long guns without any valuable results.

What makes Du Wei frustrated is that this is the strongest artifact in the legend, there is no magic power in the legend, the blessing of the gods, the attributes of many divine powers... nothing at all!

If it’s not the kind of sensory, it’s just an ordinary long gun. It’s not even ordinary guns, because it’s too broken, there are countless scars on it, I’m afraid it’s a little harder. It breaks directly.

Du Wei tried several ways: injecting mental power, or trying to use two artifacts: the lack of moon and the light and the two arrows to trigger the induction... However, there is still no movement. The only thing that is worthwhile is that when three pieces of artifacts are placed together, the lack of moon and the light of the moon and the impulsive arrow will obviously produce some sense, and the magical force attached to it will be moving. It is as quiet as death.

“Yes, it’s ‘dead’!” Du Wei suddenly caught the subtle feeling in her heart!

It is like being dead!

Because of the lack of moon and the light of the moon, the magical power of the gods, and the ability to repair itself, it seems to be a living thing... and this gun, it is dead, no The soul has no power.

"Like death."

Du Wei sighed. I looked up and looked at the sky outside... It’s already morning.

He stretched out a hard stretch and didn't sleep all night. For the magician, there wouldn't be too much mental problems, but the physical exhaustion still has some.

Du Wei stood up and glanced at the gold pike, hesitated and took it back into the storage ring.

Ok. Anyway, I already have three artifacts in my hand... it’s not bad.

In fact, Du Wei can't help but think about it: If you wear the "failure of the moon," you will be carrying the "gun of the dragon's throat," holding the "gun of Longchnus" and kneeling down. The golden dragon... that is simply gorgeous!

unfortunately. I can only think about it.

"Or let me talk about things in the past and talk about it." Du Wei sighed and then pushed the door out of the study.

As soon as he went out, the elders who stood waiting for the guards outside the door immediately strode over. There are some bloodshot eyes in the old smoke, but the spirit is not bad. Du Wei nodded: "Adult, what is the order?"

"Be prepared, I am going to the palace."

Old smoke is about to go, Du Wei added another sentence: "Don't bring others, you follow me! Today I have to do an important thing, people are not good."

Before going to the palace, Du Weiyi detoured to the south of the city. He is going to look outside the Knights Association, after the announcement is sent. How's the effect.

As a result, things are beyond the expectations of Du Wei!

After he had thought that the "World First Competition Conference" was issued, the news was sent to all parts of the mainland. At least one month, the warriors from all over the mainland would flock to the Imperial Capital for a month. Get more.

But Du Wei ignored one point: here is the emperor!

In the Imperial Capital, the dragon and the tiger are lying... oh, or it is not appropriate to say that, because in the emperor, there are indeed many warriors hidden in the folk. But most of those people can't talk about "hidden dragons and tigers." Because of the decline of the knight spirit, the status of the military has declined. Many warriors in the capital are just mixed in the folks, and they have eaten together.

The news has just been announced for less than half a day, and immediately the whole emperor has been shaken!

Almost in the emperor's many places, I saw such a scene: the warriors who struggled in the bottom of the folks in the streets and alleys, when they heard the first reaction of the news, immediately threw away the work in their hands. The legs rushed toward the Knights' Association and went to the guards of the cars and horses, the bodyguards of the Chamber of Commerce, the hotel's chores and chefs, and even some of them!

There are still many people who ran home, pulled out the boxes that had been stored for many years under their own beds, and found the rusted armor and swords from inside, and carefully scrubbed them.

In all the blacksmith shops in the Imperial City, the business exploded several times before night! All the blacksmith shops are almost full, countless people ordering swords and armor are lined up, and the finished weapons in the blacksmith shop are almost swept away, and the price is doubled: the original low-grade iron sword worth ten copper plates Now, at least two silver coins must be sold. And the price of a set of light leather armor has turned six times!

Du Weicai just went out and walked less than two streets. On the head, he saw several horses rushing in. The one who led the team was his own business manager, Zach.

This big monkey-like guy saw Du Wei all the time, turned over and jumped out of the Malay, and even the courtesy couldn’t take care of it. The first sentence was to complain: "My adult! My boss! You will make this next time. Before you come to the genius, can you say hello to me first! Look, up tonight, all the weapons shops in the Imperial City will sell out of stock! This is a rare business opportunity! This kind of news, you I should tell me in advance, I will reserve a batch of weapons, this time I will make a fortune! Oh... It’s a pity. This is the cheap old guy of DeLanshan Warcraft! I heard it early that night. I sent people to several large warehouses outside the Imperial City, and the inferior weapons armor that could not be sold in the old cars was dragged into the city to dump them today!"

Looking at Xiao Zak's gnashing teeth, Du Wei just smiled and comforted him with two sentences. I asked: "Are you so anxious, are you coming to me to complain?"

"Of course not." Little Zach shook his head. "I am looking for you not to complain, but to ask about this. You have no other plans. This is a big event! The empire has not lived for many years. This time, in my opinion, it is just a bunch of gold coins! If I miss this opportunity, my little Zach is an idiot!"

Du Weihaha smiled and called the guy to the hand: "With the ear, I have a few tricks, you are so..."

After Zach listened to two sentences, his eyes suddenly lit up. The face smiled like a flower, and after nodding, he greeted Du Wei and flew away with a horse.

Du Wei looked at these guys and went away, and sighed: "The missteps! How can I forget the opportunity to dump the weapons? This is a few months later. Come to the emperors of the mainland, at least a few warriors, at least There are thousands of people."

He took the old smoke and rode south for a while, but he just walked to the place where there is still a street away from the Knights Association, and he couldn’t move! The front is almost a sea of ​​people. People crowded on the street, and even the gaps could not pass!

The buzzing vocals almost smashed the roof. This can be a busy job for the soldiers in the police station. In the nearby streets, the Imperial Police has temporarily added three times the number of people, which is not enough.

Du Wei sat on the horse and looked at the far away place. The crowd flocked. Sighed, smiled bitterly: "It seems that we don't have to go."

The Knights Association was surrounded by the early days. Even Deron was shocked when he opened the door in the morning!

Outside the Knights' Association, there are many people on the streets, and there are countless different levels of warriors, armed with various weapons, and long queues outside the Knights' Association.

In addition, there are a large number of people who have heard the news and watched the lively, passing by. There are also thieves who are eager to make a fortune, and so on...

Even the old Dove. Standing on the upper floor and looking at the scene on the street, I couldn’t help but sigh: "My God! I have lived in this street for a lifetime. I have never seen it so lively."

Deron’s forehead was full of sweat. He was originally like Du Wei’s thought: in the first few days, I was afraid that not many people would come over. He originally planned to move the table at the gate of the Knights’ Association and slowly register for those who signed up. Ok, who thought of this scene?

But when Delong just put the table down, the chair was set up, and when he sat down and registered himself, less than half an hour, his prepared registration form had all been robbed.

Fortunately, the soldiers of the police station maintained order. Deron also yelled out: "All those who violated the order were deprived of their qualifications." This made the crowd a little quieter.

Soon, Deron rushed to ask the tulip family for help: at least send more people to help! Otherwise, relying on one person to record the information of the applicant, Deron even wrote his hand off, but he was too busy!

At this time, Du Wei has already arrived in the palace. Before he saw the traffic congestion near the Knights Association, he immediately gave up to see Delong's plan, but went directly to the palace.

After all, there is still a big show to be played tonight.

Qingfeng Festival Dinner!

Directly came to the palace where the Emperor Augustine VI lived. Du Wei did not let the old smoke follow him. The court guard at the door had already been withdrawn. The old smoke stood outside the hall and felt somewhat curious.

When Du Wei came into the palace, he saw the tailor of Grum, sitting in a chair in front of the mirror, looking at himself in the mirror carefully, and it seemed to be a little nervous.

Du Wei sighed. He could understand the mood of Grum at the moment. After all, people will always be nervous before they come to the big event. What's more, tonight is not just a big test for him... and the results of the test are also helpless: even passed. Waiting for him is also death!

Grum's face was very pale, and Du Wei walked silently behind him, and when he reached out and pressed it on his shoulder, he suddenly reacted, as if he was shocked. When he saw Du Wei's face, he was a little more stable.

Du Wei was a little nervous: he was too nervous and too scared. In this state of mind, people are very easy to collapse!

"Grum." Du Wei tried to calm his voice: "I think. It's tonight... Do you understand?"

"I understand." Grum bit his lip, but his eyes are somewhat uncertain: "Adult, I... Can I fool everyone? I mean, I look like... like six Is it under the world?"

"No, you are not like." Du Wei's answer gave the tailor a glimpse, but soon he heard Du Wei's snarl and shouted: "Because you are! Today, you are the Emperor's Majesty! It is the Emperor Augustine VI! !"

Du Wei took a glass of water with his hand, and quietly squeezed a drop of ice-berry juice into it, which has a psychedelic effect. It can be used as a certain tranquilizer and analgesic if it is taken in small amounts. And now, it is clear that Grum needs some calm!

Picking up the cup with a trembling hand, Grum drunk all the water in the cup. He even stumbled a few times. But soon, the drug started to attack, he looked much quieter.

"I know you are afraid." Du Wei said slowly in his ear: "Grum, think about your wife. Your daughter! You must complete the task today... think about them! You can Imagine: You are fighting for them today! If you do well, they can live a rich and happy life forever!"

"In order to...they..." The tailor's eyes stunned for a while, and finally got the focal length.

Looking at this guy's more and more determined eyes, Du Wei sighed and hurriedly continued: "Remember my words! Grum, at night, you have to calm down. Needless to say, as long as you are indifferent. Pride, If you don't care about anything, you can't be impatient. As for your mental state, you are a little bit weak, but it is the most appropriate! Because everyone knows that since the surrender of power, the old emperor has been very depressed! Grum! You are perfect! Believe me, I will succeed tonight. You just need to do what I am confessing. I promise. Everything will be very smooth, very simple!"

"And what you promised me..." Grum looked up. Staring at Du Wei.

"I will keep my promise." Du Wei answered immediately.

"Ok……"

With a long sigh, Grum lowered his head and closed his eyes, as if he was closing his eyes.

He closed his eyes for a long time, and even Du Wei forgot how much time passed.

Finally, after a long time, Grum suddenly opened his eyes!

His voice is full of calm, even... there is nothing more.

At this moment, he did not even look at Du Wei, holding the chair, slowly stood up, and then turned around, his face calm, although slightly pale, but no fear!

"Tulip Dagong, I am hungry." His voice was very slow: "Let the servants send a little bit of food... I don't want to go hungry until the evening party begins!"

Du Wei's eyes are bright!

At this moment, Grum, as if it is the soul of the old emperor! !

"And... let the servants prepare my evening dress. I can change my clothes after I finish eating! I don't feel like a royal demeanor in my dress!"

"The Emperor's Majesty" said coldly.

Du Weijing looked at the "emperor" in front of him, his eyes and the other side looked at each other for a while, then a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth, and said: "Yes, kneel!"

Soon, the court servant sent the food, and the ceremonial officer and other messengers sent a dress to attend the party tonight.

In the process of changing clothes, the emperor's face was indifferent, expressionless, and there was a hint of impatience and helplessness in his eyes.

Everything is flawless. The court servants who gave him the clothes were unaware of it, and they still trembled and squatted. Everyone knows that the old emperor after losing power is moody!

A red dress, with a thick fox fur collar around the neck, a servant kneeling on the ground. Wiping the boots gently with a white silk scarf, and the four beautiful ladies behind them, with the delicate little hands to help the squat under the buttons on the clothes, carefully smoothing each wrinkle.

Finally, Du Wei looked at the "Augustin VI" in the mirror. He smiled and turned and took the Emperor's scepter from the hands of a waiter in the back. He handed it over in the past: "Your rights Stick. Your majesty."

"Thank you, Dagong." Augustine VI just snorted with his nose, and his eyes swollen Du Wei's eyes, then hugged his chin and turned and went out.

The Qingfeng Festival is an important traditional festival on the mainland of Roland.

In terms of importance, it is second only to the annual summer festival and the new year in people's minds! It is considered by Roland to be the third most important festival of the year.

This festival is October 15th of each year. It is the fruits of all things, celebrating the season of harvest!

As a traditional holiday. It is said that thousands of years ago, the Roland people used to fall in the autumn of the year, after a hard work, in the days of harvest, accustomed to a large fire column in the square in the town. Then dance around the pillar of fire to appreciate the harvest and quiet that God has given for a year, and more importantly, at the harvest. I am grateful to God for blessing, so that this year's harvest will be enough to feed people, and there will be a lot of savings.

Therefore, the Qingfeng Festival, there is an informal saying in the folk, called "Yingyu Year."

His Majesty Augustus VI stepped out of his own palace. It’s already late in the evening, outside the palace. The empire's regent, Wang Chen, has brought a large number of gold armored samurai, as well as a long honour guard, ceremonial officer, court lady, and so on.

Seeing that the old emperor came out, Chen Huangzi looked at the front, the old man wearing a gorgeous dress and holding the scepter in his face, his look actually stunned in an instant...

But very soon. He immediately responded. I quickly took two steps and was in full view. He bent over for a half courtesy.

The old emperor nodded to him, then stood tall and walked to the front, heading towards the main hall on the front of the palace. After the emperor’s step behind him, Du Wei was in the next two steps. The other guards and court waiters followed the line.

Tonight, the largest main hall in the palace is brightly lit, while outside, eight pairs of burly strong Hercules, naked upper body, showing strong muscles, wearing golden trousers symbolizing the harvest, holding a sledgehammer in his hand. Every two people stand on both sides of the drums.

And when the group of His Majesty the Emperor Augustine VI came, every time they walked over a drum, the two sergeants fought hard!

Boom! Hey! Hey! !

As he squatted down to the main entrance of the main hall, the drums shook loudly, and the guards on both sides blew the bright horn!

Among the majestic rituals, a court ceremonial officer dressed in costume stood at the door of the main hall and opened the curtain to announce:

"Everyone, please meet the supreme ruler, the owner of the mainland! The Emperor of the Roland Empire is coming!"

With this loud voice, after a bang in the main hall, I immediately fell into absolute silence!

The hall is brightly lit, and after careful arrangement, the ceiling is inlaid with countless gems, exuding the magical light, shining like a white in the hall!

Grum slowly walked into the hall and immediately heard the sound of a robes in Shasha. He saw the sides of the hall and stood at least hundreds of male and female nobles wearing grand dresses!

When I stepped into the first step of the hall, all the people, all of them fell down deeply, and then kneeled on the ground, no one dared to look up at themselves!

At this moment, Grum’s heart suddenly trembled fiercely!

These people... these people! !

Those nobles dressed in gorgeous robes, some of them are generals, some ministers, and prime ministers, marquis, counts... Which one of these people is not quite belly, arrogant look? A small person like himself may be in front of them, and may not be able to give them a look!

Those beautiful women! They wear the most luxurious and attractive evening dresses, some with bare shoulders and half a chest, and they are covered with fragrant perfumes. Among them are the Duchess, the Marquise, the Countess... and more Miss Qianjin, the noble family of the nobles. These beautiful women, I am afraid I can’t even see them even on weekdays...

But now, all these people, these men, women... they are honestly kneeling in front of themselves, kneeling at their feet... squatting at the feet of one of their tailors!

Hahahaha! How fun! More ironic one thing! ! !

At this moment, Grum had some short-lived disappointments, his eyes swept through the audience, and his feet stopped involuntarily.

At this time, Chen Huangzi and Du Wei behind him, seeing that he actually stopped, and the heart immediately mentioned the mouth!

However, the "Lord of Augustine VI" finally took a deep breath and then sent out a very disdainful and impatient "squeaky" sound from the nose.

Then he took a step, held his head, took the scepter, and strode in, striding over the red carpet, with a hint of disdain and arrogance in his eyes.

Chen Huangzi finally rest assured, watching the tailor's performance of such "perfect", his heart is full of surprises, can not help but look back at Du Wei, the eyes of the eyes are clearly:

"how did you do it?"