When they successfully boarded Kunhuang Island under the cover of night, the first captain Ai Qing immediately released the sparrow hawk to find Lu Qiange's hiding place and meet him. It was nearly three o'clock at that time.

After that, the first guards quietly returned to Guiping by boat, and Cheng Wanli served as a guide.

The people on the island gathered.

Gu Yunxi was happy to see Brother Lu accompanied by a beautiful woman. After greeting Huanan Jiyan, Gu Yunxi was relieved to see that she was safe and sound.

Lu Qiange silently looked at Gu Yunxi, who was still beautiful after changing her face. She was very close with Leng Qingtang, holding his arm. Lu Qiange was a little jealous.

But he smiled calmly and cleverly concealed his emotions in front of everyone.

On the verdant grass, everyone sat cross-legged and held a meeting in the dark. They once again deployed and reviewed the strategies to be carried out in a few hours.

At four o'clock in the morning, everyone rested and recharged.

Before five o'clock, the people on the island were busy.

Cheng Wanli took the second, third and seventh team of the Eastern Depot to meet Leng Qingtang under the guidance of the guide. He gave the Kunhuang Island map and the jade piccolo to the Master and Gu Yunxi.

The map taken by the Eastern Depot had been exchanged by Wu Yong, which was the true map.

When the previous Emperor Huanan Ze was alive, even if he trusted Leng Qingtang, he would not rashly hand over such a valuable Kunhuang Island map directly to the Eastern Depot for safekeeping.

Whether the map was true or false, he believed that it was safe to hold both maps in his own hands. Until he came to Wei Sea, he would properly hand it in and send his capable men to secretly take things from the underground palace for him.

"The real map and secret key of the Kunhuang Island map are now in our hands."

Leng Qingtang looked at the old sheepskin calmly with mixed feelings.

He had been determined to ask for something for more than ten years, and now he finally got it. But too many things had changed.

Gu Yunxi clenched the piccolo in one hand. She squinted and touched the layers of patterns protruding from the piccolo.

Suddenly she thought of something and her eyes widened,

"Who has Yin map now?"

Cheng Wanli was in a low mood,

"Wu Yong took it. In order to cover for the Eastern Depot, he has taken the people of Huanan Xin to open the underground palace shown in the Yin map."

"Is he going that place full of traps? Then he will..."

Gu Yunxi bowed her head and wept because of heartache.

When she was in the palace, she heard Wu Yong say that he had a plan to make the plan of the Eastern Depot successful. What she didn't expect was that he planned to sacrifice himself to protect them.

She had always thought that the fake priest was cunning and greedy. She didn't expect that when he was dying, he could sacrifice his life for other people and become a hero.

Leng Qingtang sighed,

"This may be the ending he chose. Let's hurry up and go on our way. If we don't continue to set out now, the people of the imperial court will go to the island."

The squad immediately set out quietly under the moonlight, each carrying a gunpowder bag.

At the same time, the 100 Honour Guards sent by Huanan Xin also landed on the island at about five o'clock.

Wu Yong poured vinegar on Yin map and roasted it with fire to show the location of the fake underground palace. Then, with Yin map and compass in his hand, he led the Honour Guards to march towards the south of Kunhuang Island according to the direction shown by the compass.

They bypassed two hills that were not too high and waded through a circuitous and shallow river. The Honour Guards complained constantly.

Someone slapped at the mosquito on his face, scratched his face with his fingers, and scolded,

"Sh*t, there are too many mosquitoes here."

Others booed,

"Ha-ha, you have such thick skin. Are you afraid of being bitten by mosquitoes?"

"Yes, your face is thicker than your ass. Why do mosquitoes bite your face instead of your ass?"

"Oh, his ass stinks!"

"Hahaha..."

"Be quiet, hurry up! If you keep talking, I'll kick you into the sea and feed the shark when we arrived at Guiping!"

An officer followed Wu Yong, turned back and scolded his men, and impatiently turned to Wu Yong walking slowly,

"Hey, how long do we have to walk? Those men behind are still pulling two carts of gunpowder. I'm afraid it's hard for them to keep up with the team!"

Wu Yong raised his eyebrows and replied with a cold smile,

"If they can't keep up, they have to. If they delay the emperor's work, we will all be killed."

The officer got red in the face from anger. He rolled his eyes at the priest and stopped talking.

Wu Yong now slowed down. Singing, he unfolded the parchment, looked at it a few times, shook his head, and said,

"OK, it's almost there. The plain ahead is the destination. Keep going."

They walked another two miles, and there was an endless grassland in front of them. The grass was green and comfortable to see.

But Wu Yong walked more and more slowly at this moment. His face was thin with a trace of sadness.

"Here we come!"

He stretched out his neck and shouted into the sky. His voice was a little weak and dispersed by the night wind.

According to the position on the sheepskin, Wu Yong raised his compass and gestured to the sky for a moment. After walking fifty steps forward, he stopped, stamped his feet on the grass, squeezed out a smiling face, and greeted the Honour Guards,

"Come on, everyone. Bury gunpowder where I stand. The lead wire should be 100 meters. You can hide there behind the small mound."

The officer commanded his men to work, and the group got busy immediately. Some people unloaded the truck, others waved pickaxes.

Soon the work of burying gunpowder and fuse was completed. When everyone finished their work, they hid behind the mound and lit the lead.

Day broke gradually.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at the spark jumping forward on the fuss.

Perhaps these people were unlucky. The one-hundred-meter-long fuss was only half-burned, and it went out halfway.

The officer was agitated, frowned, and shouted,

"Someone light the fire again."

An Honour Guard ran out with a torch, lit the fuss, and quickly nodded and ran back.

The crowd continued to look at the lead. When the lead was burned out, the sparkle above was extinguished again.

Like being splashed with ice water, the captain was immediately angry. He slapped his thigh with his fat palm and couldn't stop shouting insults.

"Damn it, this is too weird! You go..."

He grabbed the subordinate closest to him.

The man turned pale with fear. When he looked at the place where the explosives were buried, he was scared to sit on the ground.

"Please save me. There isn't much fuss left. I'm afraid it will explode before I can go after I light it."

"You're a f*cking waste. If I let you go, you have to go!"

The officer took the torch from one person and forced it into the guard. He grabbed his collar and pushed him out of the mound.

The bodyguard looked back and moved reluctantly towards the destination.

"Can you hurry this sh*t up? When you open the underground palace and get what the emperor wants, I will reward you well!"

Behind him, the officer browbeat and cajoled. He urged him to light the fire quickly.

The man bent down and trembled, holding a torch to find the right place. He looked around and noticed that the end of the scorched fuss under his feet was about to burn out. He looked pale and a hardness appeared at the edge of his mouth.

"Hey! What the f*ck are you doing? Light it up!"

A hundred meters away, the officer was impatient. He straightened up behind the mound and shouted at him with his hands on his hips.

The Honour Guard had no choice but to squat down, holding the remaining fuss in one hand and holding the torch in the other hand to light the fuss.

After trying several times, he finally lit the fuss.

Then he threw away the torch and walked back hurriedly.

But he didn't run far. There was a loud noise behind him. He was torn to pieces by the flying dust and the blast.

His colleagues hiding behind the mound were completely stunned. Only Wu Yong looked indifferent and calm.

The thick smoke dispersed and a huge round pit appeared on the plain. It was deserted all around. In the slowly flowing air, there was a pungent smell. It didn't smell very good. It was the smell of sulfur mixed with burning.

Everyone watched Wu Yong come out from behind the mound. He calmly tidied up his crown and robe.

He was calm. He looked straight ahead, smiled silently, and said,

"The door of the underground palace has been opened. Come in with me."

The officer looked straight at the big black pit and said greedily,

"Hey-hey, I wonder if there are any treasures in the underground palace besides what the emperor wants."

Wu Yong sneered and looked at the front with cold eyes,

"Yes. You will have everything in your dream."

"What are you talking about?"

The ground suddenly shook under their feet, and the people exclaimed,

"What's the matter? Is it the earthquake?"

"Damn it, I can't stand steady!"

"Don't panic, everyone."

At this time, the shaking became more and more violent. A hundred meters away, yellow smoke kept pouring out of the deep pit, which was very spectacular.

The smoke filled the air.

Accompanied by the strange smoke were the strong wind and the disgusting smell.

The wuthering wind made people scared.

The ground continued to collapse. The collapse spread rapidly from the entrance of the underground palace to the place where people stopped.

"Run, run!"

Someone shouted, and then the stunned people woke up.

Suddenly everyone was crying and running in all directions.

Half the world fell into darkness.

Wu Yong stood in front of the crumbling mound and looked at the yellow smoke. Even though the place where he stood was slowly collapsing, he was still calm and natural. The strong wind blew his crown askew and his hair fluttered all over his head.

He opened his arms and laughed,

"Hahaha, I've been wandering around everywhere for half my life. I've also screwed around. It's worth dying here. It's worth it!"

Yellow smoke and collapsed earth flooded him and all the people. All kinds of screams and cries were swallowed up by the unfathomable underground palace.

There were successive sounds in the underground palace, like gears rolling over each other in a rapidly rotating compass at the same time.

The smell was stronger, and the yellow smoke turned into red smoke, aggressive as fire and gorgeous as blood.

The sea was surrounded by rough waves, and half of Kunhuang Island was shaking.

And then everything was quiet again.

...

The first ray of sunshine pierced the morning fog. The magnificent buildings, carved beams, and painted rafters under the blue sky are all exquisite and extravagant.

The honor guards of Huanan Xin stopped in front of the Qushui Hall.

"His..."

The old eunuch Chen Yingcai wanted to announce the arrival of the emperor, but he was stopped by Huanan Xin.

Wearing a Dragon Robe, Huanan Xin walked slowly to the closed vermilion door with carved flowers and knocked gently on the door.

"Yunxi. How are you today? I have arranged that you will accompany me on a cruise to Wei Sea. What do you think?"

Not seeing the door open for a long time, Huanan Xin frowned and listened to whether there was a sound inside through the door.

A fierce cold light flashed in his eyes. Huanan Xin kicked open the door and rushed into the hall.

He lifted the curtain and broke into the bedroom. He saw a quilt curled up on the ivory bed.

Chen Ying and the eunuch hurried forward to uncover the quilt. When they looked again, a maid named Dongzhu fainted under the quilt.