"Can't understand this, but seems quite impressive?"
"Guarantee you'll be as tough as steel for the next few centuries!"
"Deal!"
Tan Wenbin started smashing the coffin, and the gold, silver, and jewels inside rolled out. The quantity wasn't exaggerated, but given the current purchasing power, it was already substantial enough to repair several roads in rural areas.
After securing these, Tan Wenbin picked up the shovel again, looking a bit awkwardly at the great eunuch.
The great eunuch smiled and asked, "What's the matter, do you have sothing else?"
"Um, godfather, I still have to dig up Mr. Wang's too."
Without Mr. Wang's guidance and introduction, not to ntion eting the great eunuch, I wouldn't even be able to bypass the palace's restrictions and chanisms.
However, letting the great eunuch know that I ranked the sa as Mr. Wang might not sit well with him.
But now, it doesn't really matter.
Once Brother Xiao Yuan resolves the curse, and when the general dies, everything here will just return to dust.
"He's over there." The great eunuch pointed with his hand.
"Oh, I know, he told ."
Tan Wenbin picked up the shovel and started digging. Although Mr. Wang didn't have a coffin, he was buried quite deep, which was considered the highest treatnt apart from having a coffin.
He found it, and also found the Jade Pendant Mr. Wang told him about, and began to gather his remains.
The great eunuch, instead of being angry, sighed, "What a pity, Xiao Binzi, we're already dead. If we had t before death, I'd be willing to pave the way for you even at all costs."
"Hehe."
"You rascal, you're destined to beco a great eunuch!"
Tan Wenbin: "..."
"You also find it a pity, don't you? In our great Han, being a eunuch is quite prestigious."
...
The long procession continued advancing.
The fantastical sand seed to have no effect on them or Li Zhiyuan.
The procession arrived at the exit of the Stone Gate.
Next, they could only enter one by one.
Li Zhiyuan was still being carried, and he was aware that he really didn't deserve to sit in this position.
This group of people, like a mirror that was too clean, reflected his own gray and dull nature.
Before he even spoke to them, he had already predicted the result in his heart: they would definitely agree, with no surprises.
And this was the reason for the youth's previous suffering.
Here, there was no ticulous scheming, no control or manipulation, no exchange of interests... only the purest acts of passion.
Having just barely learned to engage in basic emotional exchanges with a small circle of people around him, suddenly facing such a scene felt like enduring torture.
Fortunately, he made it through.
He realized one thing, that they really didn't care whether his heart was full of benevolence, compassion, or sympathy.
They didn't even care about his true purpose.
They only cared if his actions were protecting the people, if they were upholding the righteous path.
His illness couldn't be cured overnight, but his thoughts and direction could be adjusted.
The Dragon King's legacy from both families was an honor, giving him status and prestige, but also an inescapable responsibility.
And while he was imrsed in his intellectual combat with the river, it seed he could still spare so thought to admire the scenery in the river.
He used to complain that Wei Zhengdao had never left any dical records or prescriptions.
But now, Li Zhiyuan vaguely felt Wei Zhengdao might have left sothing behind.
His frequent references in his writings to being "destroyed by the Righteous Path" may not have been just political correctness to conceal personal intentions, nor purely jest or cynicism.
As a fellow patient, Wei Zhengdao might have experienced similar things.
People like them desperately need a kind of self-consistent logic; when conflicts arise, they feel pain.
Even if your heart lacks sufficient emotion, as long as your actions align with righteous logic, there's no need for tornt.
Li Zhiyuan raised his right hand, placing it in front of him, and now he could only see a vague shadow:
"Wei Zhengdao..."
The next mont, Li Zhiyuan slipped from the bamboo pole, walked to the edge of the Stone Gate, and faced the crowd before him, speaking:
"For the Righteous Path, for the people, please... take your ti."
The first person stepped forward, paused slightly in front of Li Zhiyuan, and shouted, "Thank the Dragon King for seeing us off!"
Imdiately, he entered the Stone Gate, where the Dragon Eye Locking Array had long been activated by Li Zhiyuan.
As he entered, a surge of flas erupted outside the Stone Gate, accompanied by black mist, which was quickly incinerated, and inside, there seed to be a dragon's roar.
As the flas outside the Stone Gate extinguished, the second person stepped up, "Thank the Dragon King for seeing us off!"
He entered, and the flas rose again.
Under the dignified dragon eyes, this surge of curse power was directly refined.
The third, the fourth, the fifth...
Each ti the flas outside the Stone Gate died down, it signaled the next person to enter.
In response to the repeated acknowledgnts of "Thank the Dragon King for seeing us off," they entered one by one.
Hundreds of years ago, a Dragon King from the Qin family ca, helping them suppress evil; hundreds of years later, another Qin family successor appeared, leading them to eliminate natural disasters.
That one brought them in, this one led them out.
Not far away, Run Sheng, Xiong Shan, and others stood there, along with Jie Shun'an, who was specially brought over.
At this mont, Jie Shun'an pressed his forehead to the ground, remaining silent.
The number of people by the Stone Gate dwindled.
The flas on the other side also appeared increasingly weakened.
But fortunately, when the last person went in, the flas still incinerated him and the curse power carried within him.
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