Being favored by evil gods, I became sick and weak and became the Bone Bodhisattva.

If, after some investigation, he reports that the ginseng essence was indeed let go by the two of them, he will definitely be punished.

"I still have to talk to Tangtang about this matter, and we can work out a solution together."

As soon as he said these words, a light suddenly appeared in front of Feng Shouze's eyes, and a god wrapped in silver cords looked at him with doubtful eyes.

This case is so extraordinary that even the God of Prison is paying more attention to it.

And now that he appeared directly, he obviously felt that Feng Shouze's handling method was extremely inappropriate.

"My colleague obviously made a mistake. He focused all his attention on the Clay Figurine Workshop disciple."

After Feng Shouze bowed respectfully to the Prison God, he said with a wry smile: "But the other little girl involved in this case is actually Master Sang Guo, a serious immortal!"

............

At first, Feng Shouze didn't know the identity of the little girl, he only thought that she was a traveling practitioner.

But later, Master Tangtang's reputation in Zhao State became more and more popular, and Feng Shouze was not an idiot. After a little verification, he found out that the two were actually the same person.

"It is hard to disobey the king's order, but this matter involves immortals, so we can only deal with it through discussion."

After Feng Shouze explained the situation, a trace of helplessness flashed in the eyes of the prison god.

Except for certain powers in this world that can make the immortals feel awe, nothing else works!

Wang Ming?

Haha, that Sangguo guru was not like me, who was manipulated by King Zhao because of his desire to establish a religion.

After making a big fuss and leaving, who can do anything to her?

Nodding towards Feng Shouze, the prison god disappeared.

After removing the iron ropes from his arms and putting on a disguise, Feng Shouze quietly came to a small town.

A certain master was wandering around the town at the moment. When he saw him, he immediately smiled and said hello.

"Uncle Feng, have you changed your profession to selling candied haws?"

"Haha, I came here specifically to see you. Let's take a moment to talk."

After stuffing the little girl with a candied haws, Feng Shouze invited her to a private room in the best restaurant in town.

"Tangtang, do you still remember that Earth Cult?"

Seeing the little girl nodding, Feng Shouze explained the matter.

..........

"But Grandpa Ginseng and Little Ginseng Baby have really left."

Tangtang said somewhat depressedly: "Why doesn't King Zhao believe it?"

The king and you are two different people, especially after that serious illness, he began to judge people's hearts with the worst malice.

Thinking so, it was impossible for Feng Shouze to say this directly.

"The king is rather stubborn. He only believes in what he believes in. My idea is to simply report that the two ginseng essences have been stewed by you, so that the king will not forget it."

Hearing this, the little girl shook her head repeatedly.

She felt that regardless of whether King Zhao believed it or not, she should tell the truth.

"Although you are not afraid of the king, it is not good to be worried about him all the time." Feng Shouze advised: "The less trouble, the better, right?"

"Tangtang is not afraid of trouble, and she also wants to meet King Zhao."

After the little girl expressed her hope of borrowing troops for the Sang Kingdom, Feng Shouze couldn't help but said: "If you really have those two ginseng sticks in your hand, this thing might be possible. But if you just want to convince the king with empty words, then Absolutely impossible."

Ginseng is not available, but ginseng must be present.

Tangtang took out the six ginseng tendrils in the package and said that this was a thank you gift from Grandpa Ginseng.

After thinking for a while, Feng Shouze said slowly: "I can't say how things will develop in the end. But after I report the matter, the king will definitely send an envoy to negotiate with you."

"Then please leave it to Uncle Feng!"

After the little girl said something with a smile, Feng Shouze waved his hand and said that he was the one who wanted to ask for something.

"I can't report it like this, otherwise the king will think I'm cheating."

"Tangtang, can I ask you to fight against the God of Prison once? That's the kind of thing that will last until you finish it."

......

The errands can be left unfinished, but the attitude must be impeccable.

In short, we must try our best to have a fight with the Immortal, leaving King Zhao speechless.

Two days later, the Iron Prison Divine Prisoners from ten towns and five cities were urgently transferred here.

They entered the town with solemn expressions and arrived at the inn where they had received news early that no one was there except for a certain little girl.

wow-

The iron ropes were connected in series and quickly built a square cage, trapping the immortal in the inn.

"..."

Of course, the Iron Prison Gods themselves didn’t believe this.

Even with such a big fanfare, they knew that the protagonist this time was not themselves, and everyone was just here to beat the drum.

"We sincerely invite the God of Hell to come!"

Led by Feng Shouze, all the divine hunters shouted in unison.

A thunderbolt suddenly sounded over the inn, and the God of Hell with shining light broke through the roof and landed directly in front of the little girl.

Tangtang looked at the Prison God curiously, especially taking a few more glances at the silver rope wrapped around his body.

This silver cord is extraordinary. It is a powerful magic weapon that surpasses the alms bowl.

"Hello~"

After looking at it for a while, the little girl greeted the Hell God in a friendly manner.

Seeing this, the prison god relaxed his tense body slightly and nodded to Tangtang with a smile.

"Tangtang doesn't know how to fight. You have to let Xiaobai fight with you. Wait a moment!"

After saying that, the little girl ran to the next room.

Not long after, a mysterious man in a cloak pushed the wall aside and came to the prison god carrying a torrent of demonic energy.

Chapter 282

Since it was agreed upon in advance, and because he discovered that the strength of the Prison God was not at the same level as his own, Xiaobai was a little perfunctory at first.

But it soon discovered that the Prison God's strength was indeed average, but his silver cord was really strong!

wow-

Silver ropes flew out, tightly binding the Bone Demon.

Xiaobai has already received a huge increase in strength, but with his current strength, he can't even tear this silver rope apart.

If pure power doesn't work, then use demonic energy to corrode it.

Xiao Bai's thought flashed through his mind, and strands of pure demonic energy spread on the surface of the silver rope.

However, the next moment, a "chichi" sound was heard, similar to the sound of cold water being poured on hot iron.

In the shining light, the silver cord swept away the demonic energy attached to his body.

This magic weapon is too powerful, maybe the prison god got it by chance.

Thinking this, Xiaobai grinned at the proud-looking god, and then suddenly fell apart.

The bones fell to the ground one by one, leaving only a cloak entangled in a silver rope.

After being freed from their restraints, these bones gathered together into a skeleton in the blink of an eye.

Xiaobai came to the prison god who was caught off guard and put a finger on his forehead.

"..."

Although it was impossible for the Bone Demon to kill the Prison God with one finger, the latter had indeed lost in the point-and-click contest.

There was a bit of unwillingness on the face of the Prison God, but he quickly sighed and took a step back, bowing slightly to Xiao Bai to admit defeat.

"I declare"

"Xiaobai wins this game!"

Seeing Tangtang running over quickly, Xiaobai immediately turned into a relic and flew into her arms.

"Let's go, Tangtang will take you shopping."

After waving to the Prison God, the little girl came outside the inn.

As soon as they saw her, the expressions of the Iron Prison Gods guarding outside changed drastically.

Only Feng Shouze knew about the agreement that had been signed.

These people saw the Prison God entering the inn, but only Master Sang Guo walked out in the end. For a moment, they felt like they had fallen into an ice cave.

"Why are you panicking? Our divine grace is still there, let us go!"

Feng Shouze, who gave the order, was the highest-ranking among the people. Furthermore, the fact that the divine grace was still there meant that the prison god had not died.

After everyone looked at each other, they silently made way for the little girl.

........

Feng Shouze's quick note was sent to the palace overnight. After watching it repeatedly, King Zhao quickly restored the 'truth'.

It turns out that the divine catcher and the clay figurine disciples were just targets, and the real mastermind behind the scenes was Master Sang Guo.

In order to live up to the king's order, Feng Shouze asked the God of Prison to fight against the little girl.

Unfortunately, the Prison God was ultimately defeated by the Immortal and was defeated miserably.

However, Master Tangtang did not particularly embarrass the Hell God. Instead, he conveyed the intention of the transaction through the latter.

Ginseng does not have it, but ginseng must have it.

Six ginseng roots must be exchanged for the Zhao State to send troops to aid the Sang State, and no counter-offer will be tolerated.

"Hmph, what kind of reincarnation of a Bodhisattva or what kind of guru from the Sang Kingdom is really extremely hypocritical and extremely search-and-dry!"

King Zhao looked annoyed, holding two precious ginseng, but only willing to take a few ginseng tendrils to kill himself.

It just doesn't make sense!

But thinking about it on the other hand, does this mean that Sang Guo actually doesn't have much weight in her heart?

Otherwise, at least a whole ginseng should be exchanged.

"No, that's not right. It's also possible that she was afraid that I, the Lion King, would open his mouth, so she deliberately lowered the price."

All kinds of thoughts flashed through King Zhao's mind, and before he knew it, his brows had furrowed into the character "Chuan".

"come here"

After calling the eunuch on duty, King Zhao was speechless for a moment.

After thinking again and again, he finally said in a deep voice: "Go and invite Palace Master He!"

........

King Zhao was determined to get those two precious ginseng roots, and the so-called refusal to counter-offer was nothing more than a counter-offer strategy in his opinion.

It is inevitable to send an envoy to negotiate with the other party. After much thought, the only choice for the envoy is Jianjiao.

Last time He Jianjiao had a very unpleasant quarrel with King Zhao, and the latter was actually not very willing to find him.

However, the king is sometimes helpless and needs to compromise with reality.

Half an hour later, he saw the dragon coming in a hurry.

"The king called late at night, but what strange thing happened in the palace?" He asked straight to the point.

"Everything is business as usual at the palace"

Looking down at the immortal below, King Zhao suddenly asked: "I heard that the master of the palace has a good relationship with Master Tangtang?"