Chapter 127

"Madame, miss, get out of the car."

The road to the altar was too narrow for the carriage to pass. They could only use it.

The people around were stopped on both sides of the street. Su Muge looked up and saw the altar vaguely.

There is a large open space under the altar. All the officials and their families stand according to the official rank. Su Muge and his family naturally stand at the back.

"The emperor arrived..." A sharp voice sounded and everyone knelt down.

Su Muge squatted down, slightly raised his eyes and saw only a bright yellow figure passing by from a distance.

Xia Hou Rui wears a golden dragon crown, and his robes are more complicated than usual.

Situ Tianjian bows forward. "Emperor, it's a quarter of an hour before the auspicious time."

Xia Hou Rui nodded, turned and stepped on the stone steps leading to the altar.

The altar is nearly 30 meters high, with nearly one hundred stone steps. At the top of the altar is the God clock standing between the heaven and the earth, on which the worship ceremony is held.

Su Muge still kneels on the ground. Many people look awed. She doesn't know whether it's true or not.

She looked up at xiahourui's figure on the stone steps. Suddenly a cold wind came, which made her nose stiff.

The cold wind howled, but the golden light that should have broken the cloud could not penetrate the cloud for a long time, and the sky was still dark.

After Xia Hou Rui stepped on the altar, the beating of the drum "bang bang" sounded, shaking the ground.

"When the auspicious time comes, the ceremony begins..."

The priests ran out from the back of the altar, waving the bells and ribbons on their hands, and danced in an incomprehensible way.

Xiahourui walked to the altar solemnly and knelt down in front of the futon with the incense handed by situ Tianjian.

"Tiangong gods will protect the land of Chu..." The supervisor sang loudly, and the Yellow talisman in his hand danced in the cold wind.

Su Muge breathed coldly, and the misty breath covered her eyes for a while.

The cold wind is getting bigger and bigger, which makes people hardly open their eyes.

"Get up!"

There is only a loud voice in my ear. The next moment, it's the crash of heavy objects.

"Bang!"

This time the ground is really shaking!

"Yes, it's the God clock. It's broken. It's broken!"

I don't know who is shouting such a sentence in the crowd, which pierces the silent crowd.

"What? The sound was made by the God clock falling down? "

"It's true. It's true that the clock is broken!"

The God clock is falling straight to the front of the space where they kneel. People kneeling in front of them can really see the huge pieces of the God clock.

"Yes, it's the gods who will commit crimes to the state of Chu. It's the gods who are angry and will commit crimes to the state of Chu!"

Both the officials who followed the sacrificial ceremony and the people who were watching outside were shocked. The bell has been standing in the wind and rain for hundreds of years in the state of Chu, but now it broke when the emperor asked God for his orders!

Xia Hou Rui's white beard trembled slightly, and his eyes were red, looking at the half of the clock left in front of him.

Just a moment ago, when he put the incense in his hand into the tripod stove, the God clock suddenly changed. In front of him, it "exploded" and fell straight to the altar!

"Emperor, emperor, you, you are not, are you ok?" Situ Tianjian's face was white with fear, and he could not speak clearly.

Xiahourui returns to his mind in a daze, and looks at situ Tianjian with a stiff body.

"Since ancient times, the people who worship the heaven are all true dragon Tianzi. At that time, there was no problem. Now, the God is angry and the God clock is broken. It must be the true dragon Tianzi of Chu state who has a problem."

A loud voice sounded in the crowd, even Su Muge who was standing behind heard clearly.

The real dragon's son has a problem It's not enough to die many times!

This is to say that today's saint is not the real dragon!

"What? The emperor is not the real dragon? This, this is not possible? "

"Yes, so many years..."

"Who knows? He didn't sacrifice to the heaven for so many years. The reason why the God clock rang this time was not that he wanted to send blessing to the state of Chu, but that he was annoyed that the king of Chu was not a real dragon, which made the God clock ring to warn the state of Chu?"

The voice of the surrounding discussion is louder and louder, and the voice of questioning Xia hourui's throne is louder and louder.

If these words are put in ordinary times, they will give these people ten thousand courage to say. We can see with our own eyes how much impact the God clock has brought to them.

"Emperor, what should I do?"

Now the bell is split in two. One half is still hanging on the altar. The other half has fallen under the altar and smashed the ground into a pit.

If we can't clean up the mess, we will have endless troubles!

In the disordered crowd, a black figure appeared slowly. He looked at the height of the altar and took out a silver Piccolo to play softly."Hum..." His voice was completely drowned in the noisy crowd.

Xiahou Rui just wanted to walk down the altar, and suddenly felt his chest smothering. He covered his chest with his eyes round, and his body was stiff and fell down the stone steps!

"Emperor, Emperor!"

"Ah!"

Xiahourui's body quickly rolls down from the stone steps. Standing in front of him, xiahoukun frowns and flies to catch him. His action seems to be very fast. But when he catches xiahourui, xiahourui rolls at least half of the world, and his forehead is bruised with blood. It looks very frightening.

"Taiyi, Taiyi? Get over here! " Xiahoukun hugs xiahourui to the platform and screams.

"Let the forbidden army start and send the emperor back to the palace!"

"Yes."

Xia hourui's fall made the people below boil completely.

"Who was the man who fell off the altar just now?"

"It's the emperor. I saw that the emperor fell from the altar in the Dragon Robe!"

Su Muge frowned at the confusion.

"Mom, let's go back to Su Fu."

"What? Now? " Zhao is confused by Su mugolai.

"Well, it's too messy here, sister Meihua. Go find our carriage quickly. We'll go back to the Su Fu from the path."

The way back to Su Fu is just opposite to the way to the palace. There should be no one on that road now.

"Mumu, your father and grandmother, they still..."

"Don't worry, mom. My father will protect my grandmother."

Su Muge pulls Zhao Shi to go, Zhao Shi can't, can only follow her to leave quickly.

"He's not a real dragon, he's not a real dragon! It's the God who has sinned on this fake real dragon emperor. "

"That's right. The true dragon will not let the bell break, and the true dragon will not fall into the altar."

The shouts in the crowd were louder and louder, and the pace of Su Muge pulling Zhao Shi away was faster and faster.

"Kill the fake dragon and find the real one!" Dingxi Wang Mou looks at Xia hourui, who is surrounded by people.

"Since it's not a real dragon, what's the use of keeping it?"

Dingxi King slowly pulled out the soft sword from his waist and approached Xiahou Rui step by step.

Xia houkun found out when Dingxi king came by, but he didn't move.

"Come on, Taiyi. Let Taiyi come quickly!"

Dingxi King cold hook lip angle. "Go to hell, Xia hourui!"

"Ah!"

"Assassins, protect the emperor!"

One by one, the guards were killed by King Dingxi under the sword, and the screams alarmed the guards in the periphery.

But there were so many people around, they couldn't get out.

In the crowd, the man with the face covered in clothes rushed out and got into a fight with the guards.

"Ah, kill, kill!"

"Let's run..."

The frightened people wanted to escape in panic, so the situation became even more chaotic.

Su Lun looked at the people who were beating in the pool of blood in front of him. He was so scared that he looked around and ran away, ignoring the old lady Su who was still behind him.

"Luner, wait for your mother!" Mrs. Su is not the Jiao Jiao girl who has lived in the boudoir since she was a child. At this time, she can run no slower than Su Lun. However, aunt Hai, who is close to her, cannot walk for a while because she is too frightened.

When King Dingxi's sword was about to stab xiahourui, xiahoukun bit his teeth and stopped it with his arm.

"Uncle Huang, what do you want to do?"

King Dingxi laughed at his sarcasm. "What do you want to do? Of course, do what you've always wanted to do. "

Xia houkun's pupil is shrinking. "Uncle Huang, I advise you to put down your sword. There are so many forbidden guards in the capital. If you hurt your father, you can't escape."

Dingxi Wang laughs. "If I can't escape, I won't take advantage of you, your uncle. I don't want to be a dowry fool!"

"You!"

The sword in Dingxi's hand stabbed at xiahoukun's life gate.

"Damn it!"

Xia houkun was shackled because of his hand injury. He was almost stabbed by Dingxi King several times.

"Hurry, protect the emperor!"

King Dingxi kicked xiahoukun away and pointed his sword at xiahourui again.

"Xia hourui, I've had enough of all these years. Now go to hell!"

The sword in Dingxi's hand was raised and stabbed at xiahourui's heart.

However, just as the tip of his sword was about to pierce into Xia hourui's heart, King Dingxi felt a strong internal force attacking him, and he had to dodge.

A long black figure came up and stopped in front of Xia Hou Rui.

King Dingxi looked at the man in front of him, and his eyes narrowed dangerously. "Xiahoumo, you are back in time!"The cold sword in Xia houmo's hand has bright red blood dripping. His eyes look at Dingxi king without waves.

"Those who intend to assassinate the emperor will not be forgiven!"

"Well, I'll see if it's the sword on your hand or the king's!"

Dingxi King's tiptoe is a little bit, the sharp sword in his hand stabs at the life gate of xiahoumo.

Xia houmo turned his body to avoid his attack, and two of them were in the same place. They were almost invisible.

Xia houkun looks at the two people flying away. He looks gloomy at Xia hourui who is still lying on the ground. His bloody hand is gradually clenched!