Chapter 2 The Missing Ninth Lord

Chapter 2 The Missing Little Prince

Su Yongluo turned around and looked up at the kind-looking fat monk in front of him. He actually felt a little like Maitreya Buddha.

Among the legendary three venerities, the old monk with the deepest skills is tall and fat, and his face is also fat, but his face is ruddy, which is different from the appearance of Hong Yuanba with old age spots. His eyes were extremely deep, shining with wise light. A gray-and-white monk's robe clung to his big belly, and he didn't know how much greasy things were in it.

Of course, this is a wine and meat monk. How can he grow into such a scale?

"Su Yong has met the master." Su Yong withdrew his eyes and bowed respectfully.

The old monk looked at him and nodded. Obviously, Su Yong's calm and steady attitude made him extremely appreciate it.

"The top martial arts master in his twenties is indeed a peerless genius. The old man is an eye-opener. The old monk looked at Ziyi and Xiao Wangshu: "Why are you all gone wrong?"

Purple clothes raised his mouth: "That's what I said a few months ago. How can you know that General Su entered the country so quickly?" As she had seen before, Su Yong's cultivation was far from the current level. Even what Xiao Wangshu saw in the west not long ago, he also thought that he was new to martial arts.

Xiao Wangshu was too lazy to argue. Zhuang Rong said, "General Su, I'll take you to see someone."

A huge rockery in the inner backyard has been removed, and a dark hole is exposed in the garden. I don't know where it leads, exuding a gloomy atmosphere.

There is a small pavilion not far from the entrance of this dark cave. Four masters with golden armor are watching a strange man with no white hair.

When this ape-like weirdo saw them coming, he was so scared that he shrank into the corner of the pavilion and trembled all over.

Su Yong looked at him carefully and looked at Xiao Wangshu silently.

"He is the ninth prince." Xiao Wangshu sighed, "It's the ninth prince who has been missing since childhood."

Su Yong was shocked. In Dongyang Rijing City, he heard the Eighth Prince say that the former emperor Long gave birth to nine sons. In the end, there was only the second emperor, the eighth prince, and a little prince who had been missing since childhood. Unexpectedly, he was found.

No wonder he looks like the emperor in the Golden Hall. I'm afraid that after confirming the identity of this little prince, the emperor has been having trouble sleeping and eating these days.

In the hands of the venerable, the emperor certainly can't do anything more about this compatriot.

If he hadn't sent an assassin to assassinate the little prince, how could the little prince have fled into the backyard, strayed into the cave under the rockery, and finally become such a strange man?

However, only Su Yong and the Eighth Prince know these past events. Now the ninth prince, who is used to the dark days, seems to have lost all his memories and no human thinking, just like a fake ape.

"He doesn't know the language and can't communicate with us. Even if we try to turn on his intelligence, we can't find any memories. Xiao Wangshu sighed.

Su Yong nodded. It's not a good thing that the ninth prince lost his memory. At least the emperor didn't bother to deal with him again, but he saved his life.

A life that can no longer be called a human life, I think the emperor will not care too much.

Su Yong paced for two steps in silence, looking at the ninth prince stretched out his hands and grasping the lice on the white hair on his body. His voice was a little cold: "The ninth prince... how did he survive?"

The old monk closed his eyes and recited the Buddha's name, and he couldn't help sighing: "Eat the mouse." The ninth prince, who is the emperor, has been hiding in a deep hole for so many years and survived by eating mice?

Su Yong's face turned from pale to iron blue. His hands had been clenched, and the blue veins on his wrist wrapped in his armor had already risen, like a huge earthworm.

Such a tragedy, who can not be a little righteous? Su Yong gritted his teeth and forcibly controlled his emotions. If he was still in the Golden Hall, I'm afraid he couldn't help jumping on the dragon chair, beating the old man, and then tearing his face.

At this moment, he finally understood the anger of the Eighth Prince.

Zi Yi looked at the appearance of the ninth prince and couldn't bear it. In his clothes, he had already walked out of the pavilion.

Su Yong exhaled a long breath, and the redness on his face faded: "How did the master and senior Xiao find him?"

"General Su should also know the reason." Xiao Wangshu looked at Su Yong's expression attentively, guessed in his heart, and said slowly, "A few months ago, an assassin entered the interior and happened to break into this black hole. Later, because the assassin didn't come out for a long time, we finally couldn't help exploring near the deep hole and found the ninth prince.

Speaking of which, the assassin was the first to be found by Su Yong outside the city. Su Yong nodded: "What about the assassin?"

"The assassin is dead." The old monk said, "There are countless forks in the black hole. Lao Na is the ninth prince found on the edge of one of the forks. As for the assassin, he broke into another tunnel and died in the depths of the passage.

"We only found his bones and clothes, and found some strange footprints around. The footprints are not like any animal, and they are new traces. It can be seen that those evil things also came there not long ago. As we continued to go deeper, we found some old traces, which proved that the evil in the cave was constantly being tested out these days. Xiao Wangshu shook his head: "We wanted to continue to explore in depth, but we sensed a strong threat, so we decided to make arrangements first."

Su Yong has learned about the sensitivity of the venerable through the tomb of the sea god. Since the venerable people think it is a powerful threat, it must be very terrible.

He nodded: "I see."

"Is General Su leaving for the west now?" The purple clothes are outside the pavilion.

Su Yong smiled and said, "Let's go in the evening."

The three venerable people frowned, but they didn't ask.

"West, is there any problem?" Xiao Wangshu pondered for a long time, and still asked, "That mausoleum evil spirit..."

Su Yong said, "It's not an evil spirit, it's just a famous woman." He didn't look at the other party's face, but smiled and said, "There is no threat to us. Please rest assured."

What else to say in the book, but Ziyi said first, "General Su said there was no problem, so don't worry. I believe him."

The old monk squinted at Su Yong's confident appearance. After a moment, he also laughed and said, "I also believe it."

I can only smile helplessly: "It seems that I'm too worried."

Before leaving, Su Yong bowed: "This ninth prince, I hope several venerable lords can pay attention to it."

The old monk frowned and said, "Of course."

"So, goodbye."

Zi Yi sent him to the gate of the palace. His delicate eyebrows frowned slightly and gathered into two lovely willow leaves: "Within seven days, you must come back." It's strange that she didn't have much feelings for Su Yong before, but she just felt that she was good at it. Now he feels that without this matter, he has no confidence.

Su Yong smiled mysteriously: "Don't worry. If everything goes well, I will bring back a few helpers.

Outside the square, Su Yong went away.

Ziyi looked at the smaller and smaller black dot and felt that she couldn't see through him, and couldn't help but come to her senses.

PS: Suddenly there was a problem with the network and the network was disconnected. I had to copy it with a USB flash drive and send it outside. I was depressed. Ask for votes.