Chapter 40: Under the Suspicion of the Imperial City

Han Ling took a wary step forward, stood in front of Chen Rufeng, and looked at the uninvited guest, but the man laughed inexplicably.

"I'm Kuka, the high priest of Brahman, and this is the place of His Majesty's cultivation." Kuka looked at Parat in prison and said indifferently. Only then did Han Ling remember that the person who had served next to the throne before was the Kuka in front of him, which was almost the same in terms of body shape and clothing.

"You mean that His Majesty is practicing now?" Han Ling raised his eyebrows and looked suspiciously at Parat, who was sleeping with his eyes closed. Kuka nodded, took a few steps forward, approached the iron fence, and looked at Pratt.

"This is our Brahman's secret method, the Brahman's ascetic method. As the name implies, it is to exercise your physical and spiritual extreme through 'suffering'." Kuka explained to the two that his eyes had been staring at Parat in prison.

"So, did we disturb His Majesty's practice?" Chen Rufeng asked. Kuka moved his eyes back to the two of them without saying anything, but walked in the direction. Han Ling frowned and followed him out. Chen Rufeng still looked back at Pratt with a little doubt before he followed them and left the cell.

On the dark and cold passage, the footsteps of three people echoed, and the high priest Kuka walked in front without saying a word.

"Yes, my lord." Chen Rufeng suddenly moved his mind, ran forward, came to Kuka's side, and asked, "Have you ever heard of Yinfan religion?"

In the darkness, Kuka stopped.

It's like something that stumbling in front of him, which makes him unable to move on.

"No." A moment later, this cold answer came in the dark. Han Ling, who had been silent, moved the corners of his mouth unknowingly.

Soon, the three of them came out of the pit, and the feeling of seeing the sun again made Chen Rufeng take a comfortable breath. The cold and suffocating air in the pit was really uncomfortable.

Kuka turned around, shook his robe and said, "You two go back by yourself first. I still have something important to do, so I won't accompany you two."

Han Ling nodded and saw Kuka's back disappear from sight.

"What do you think?" Han Ling stared at the direction of Kuka's departure.

"I think this high priest is strange, as if there is something hidden." Chen Rufeng said what he thought, and Han Ling patted him on the shoulder admiringly and said, "That's what I think. Let's go. Anyway, this imperial city is not a quiet place. I also want to know where the other two passages lead to.

While walking, Chen Rufeng thought alone, he always felt that there was any unspeakable connection between this high priest Kuka and the Yinfan religion.

The two returned to the guest house and quietly waited for the king's call. However, they all thought that after such tortured practice, Palat still had the strength and spirit to summon them again.

Just as Chen Rufeng was sleepy, the door knocked, and Crew said outside the door, "Your Majesty, there is a legend."

On the hall, although it is daytime, the hall is still dark, and only two torches with fire tongues support the light in the hall.

Today, there are obviously more people in the hall than before. The three steps of the whole hall are full of ministers. Everyone's eyes are focused on the two middle-earth people from the Tang Dynasty, as if they were looking at two rare beasts, making Chen Rufeng unaccustomed to it, while Han Ling With a smile on his face, he approached the throne gracefully step by step. It was not until a step in front of the throne that he stopped and knelt down. Chen Rufeng quickly followed suit.

Paratte's face on the throne was still slightly pale, and there seemed to be unspeakable fatigue spread on his face. His eyes were almost falling into deep sleepiness, as if it took a lot of effort to look at the two.

"I summoned you two today to apologize to you." Pratt's voice also seemed weak, but it could still make the ministers present hear clearly. Some of the ministers looked different, and some seemed disapproving, believing that apologizing to the two Middle Turks had lost imperial prestige, and some nodded and agreed, thinking that it would help to strengthen the relationship with the Tang Dynasty. After all, Han Ling was the status of a special envoy.

"It was really reckless to put the charge of murder on the two of you because you didn't find out clearly, and it caused the two of you to suffer. I'm really sorry." Pratt said slowly. Facing the sincere apology of the high-ranking king, Chen Rufeng seemed at a loss, but Han Ling kept smiling and nodded gently.

"In addition," the king calmed down and said, "About the Prajna Holy Stone... that is, the Black Yuan Stone in your mouth, it is indeed our negligence. I didn't notice that the Buddhist mantra above has expired. We sincerely apologize to the Tang Dynasty for this. I hope my country can accept it and let us both The country will always be friendly!"

"I will convey the words of His Majesty to our emperor's ears word for word." Han Ling nod his head.

Palath closed his eyes, nourished his mind, and then opened his eyes again and said, "As for the murder of our envoys in our country... We will do everything we can to find the real murderer within three months. During this period, I hope you two can stay in the palace for a long time and wait for the news.

"In this case, we are disrespectful." Han Ling held his fist and nodded. Like an elderly man, with the help of two maids, he left the throne and left a side door of the hall tremblingly. As soon as the king left, the ministers in the hall immediately talked a lot, but what they said were in Tianzhu, and Chen Rufeng did not know what they said. , follow Han Ling to leave.

"Do you think it's appropriate to stay here?" Returning to the guest house, Chen Rufeng asked, and Han Ling took a sip of tea with a profound smile on his face.

"Don't you think that high priest is weird? Let's stay here and wait for the rabbit to be ready. Han Ling smiled, put down the teacup and looked at the window, as if he understood something.

"Presected, soon, he will do it." Han Ling seemed to be facing the window.

Chen Rufeng scratched his head, "Who?"

Kuka. He is the one who eavesdropped on us outside the window today. Han Ling said affirmatively, his eyebrows were relaxed and leisurely, in sharp contrast to the shock on Chen Rufeng's face.

At night, the imperial city fell into a silence, and in this silence, it added some unspeakable strangeness under the moonlight.

No one noticed that dozens of dark shadows shot into the palaces of the imperial city like arrows.

The lights are out.

Around the dark guest house, there are strange movements, like monsters lurking in the dark shaking their bodies restlessly and preparing to attack.

Those who integrated with the night gradually showed their murderous eyes.

Bum!

The door of the guest house was broken, and countless white shadows interspersed back and forth into a white net, making the interior of the guest house devastated, and the shocking flying cones were densely embedded in the walls, tables, chairs and bed boards of the guest house.

"I told you earlier." The voice hiding in the dense forest said that those in black who had just entered the house could not see the two bodies as expected. At the same time, they were shocked, and the sound of leaves sweeping came from the dense forest.

The man in black in the room immediately woke up and knew that he was planning to leave the room, but it was too late.

Chen Rufeng stood proudly at the door with his hands on his waist. A fist was sent out, and the wind and remnants of the clouds broke out, forcing several people in black in the room to return to the room. However, the window was broken and a figure flashed in, accompanied by the earth-shaking palms.

Seeing that these people in black were about to die here, there was the sound of air behind Chen Rufeng. He turned his head and saw that the flying cone in the sky was coming towards him, and he quickly became a phantom and suddenly dodged away. However, Chen Rufeng's flash gave a gap to the people in black in the room. If the flying cones were spiritual, after Chen Rufeng flashed away, they fell to the ground one after another as if they had broken silk threads.

The people in black in the room dodged out and escaped from the door, and more than a dozen people in black who came to pick them up rushed towards Chen Rufeng and Han Ling like a fallen wall.

Han Ling stepped out of the room, and his palms quickly condensed the true spirit. Then he suddenly pushed it out of his palms like snow and frost, beating the people in black into a net-like array, and then pulled up Chen Rufeng's arms and swept them in the direction of the palace.

"They are the ones who killed Sackde that day!" Chen Rufeng shouted, Han Ling knew that the other party's number was superior, and all of them were highly skillful people, so it was really not appropriate to shake them. Now we can only flee to a place where we can seek support to fight against one.

The people in black behind them are still chasing after them.

However, as Han Ling fled all the way with Chen Rufeng, there were still no soldiers patrolling the moth, which further affirmed the speculation that Kuka was the mastermind behind everything.

When they came to the four-cornered garden, the maids who had been vigil were shocked and scattered. In the eyes of those people in black were only Chen Rufeng and Han Ling, who kept chasing them and throwing out the flying cone in their hands from time to time. Han Ling's hand shook the true air, and the flying cones were shaken to the ground.

Han Ling put down Chen Rufeng and braked his feet on the floor. In the blink of an eye, the people in black had formed a trap, trapping Chen Rufeng and Han Ling in this garden.

"Are you from the Yinfan religion?" Chen Rufeng asked bluntly. A man in black muttered a few words and took the lead in flying up. They both knew that Chen Rufeng's strength was relatively weak, so they attacked him first and then concentrated on encircling Han Ling.

Those people in black probably don't know what Chen Rufeng meant. Chen Rufeng punched, and the storm suddenly shrouded all the people in black.

Han Ling did not stand by. His palms were full of energy, and his palms were full of energy, and he ejected to the chests of all the people in black like broken sand.

All the people in black are good, palms and lined up in a line, concentrating everyone's true qi, turning into a solid magic shield, covering all the people in black.

Chen Rufeng's cracked wind fist shook, and the storm broke into a knife and landed crazily on the magic shield, but there was no crack. The magic shield was intact, and Han Ling's palm was scattered, unable to concentrate on one point, and his strength was dispersed, and naturally there was nothing to do about this illusion shield.