Chapter 870

Just after the Spring Festival, there was another heavy snow in Xishu, so the whole city of Kyoto was covered in snow.

In the palace, there are still lanterns everywhere, and the new year's celebration is still there.

In the imperial library, Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao holds a picture scroll and looks over and over. It shows Su Yin wearing a ghost King's robe and riding a unicorn, which is very powerful and domineering.

In front of him stood several craftsmen, led by Qiao Wu, all outstanding carpenters in Kyoto City.

For a long time, Wu Chuang Nan Zhao handed the scroll to Qiao Wu: "just give Wu Shuang a gold body like this. You need to speed up, because the temples in Yanhuang are going to be built."

Many years ago, Qiaowu carved all kinds of statues for Su Yin and was saved by her. It's a great honor to have a gold body.

He took the portrait with both hands and knelt down with a plop: "the emperor, don't worry, the grass people will shape the gold body of his Royal Highness the ghost king, no matter what."

"Well, go down."

"The grassroots are leaving!"

After Qiaowu left, Nanzhao of Wuzhuang summoned AHU and said, "you have to send someone to supervise these craftsmen. You can't make half a difference in your unique gold body."

Ah Qiu arched his hand and asked, "Lord, now your highness is invisible. Is it useful to build this palace?"

"I promised her to build ninety-nine temples. Naturally, they will be built."

If she worships Su Yin's golden body, she can get the fragrance of the human race, and her accomplishments and spiritual power will advance by leaps and bounds.

Of course, that's not the point!

The key point is that Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao had at least a sustenance for Su Yin.

Ah Ju sighed and handed a secret letter to Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao: "it was sent by Changfeng of Marshal's mansion. It must be opened by the emperor."

"From Marshal's mansion?" Wu Chuang Nan Zhao took the letter and opened it. He took a quick look at it. It was just a few words.

The emperor starts to play:

In Yanhuang continent, there appeared a foreign race, called the blood race, which made a living by sucking human blood and spread very fast.

Situ MingEn, the king of Dongyue, is a prince of blood clan. His clan has penetrated into the three realms. The emperor must be careful.

Changfeng book.

Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao was at a loss: "Ah Xiang, what is the blood clan?"

"Blood clan?" Ah Xiang shook his head. "I haven't heard of such a race. Maybe there are records in ancient books?"

"Yes? You go to the library and see if there are any records of the blood clan. "

"Yes

Ah Ju left in a hurry, and Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao read Changfeng's letter again and again, with a heavy heart.

Situ MingEn is a blood clan and lives by sucking human blood. So, how many people's blood has he sucked over the years?

How many blood groups are there in Dongyue?

Is there a blood clan in Xishu?

Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao thought for a long time and asked the little eunuch outside the door to call Li Si in Marshal's house.

Li Si was a member of Wei Jue's family. The book collection of Wei's family was the largest in Yanhuang mainland. There may be records of blood clan.

Wu Chuang Nan Zhao thought for a moment and said, "OK, I'll give you the monk Fang Baojian for customs clearance, so you can persuade the other three countries as envoys."

"I will live up to my mission!"