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Chapter 979 Pretending to be a God

Chapter 979 Pretending to be a God

The red-haired ghost saint with two horns on his head did not speak.

The first person he thought of was the emperor of the court in the forbidden land of the gods.

This dynasty was called "Da Qi".

Yuan clan of the Great Qi Dynasty.

Dynastic kings were certainly more powerful.

Tushan Jun did not want to control the entire forbidden land through the emperor, as that would make his target too obvious.

He just wanted to set aside a piece of land in the Western Hills of the capital to plant trees.

However, since it is the center of the dynasty, it should have been infiltrated like a sieve long ago. Maybe even the Yuan family was supported by the people behind the scenes to control the Divine Forbidden Land.

There is Da Qi in the temple and there is Tianxialou in the world.

By taking these two approaches together, you can naturally ensure the safety of your forbidden land.

If the Yuan clan was also like Tianxialou, then Tushan Jun would undoubtedly be exposed under the eyes of the person behind the scenes if he went to look for them.

Looking back at the iron-like West Mountain.

Without the help of the imperial court, it would have been impossible to take over such a large piece of land in the heart of the capital.

The king receives a lot of attention, and those idle princes should have some privileges without attracting attention. Instead of directly looking for the emperor of Da Qi, it is better to ask who holds the deed to the West Mountain outside the city near Wanning County, so as to discuss the construction of a large garden and planting trees.

"Do you know who holds the title deed to the West Mountain?"

"It should be King Hui."

Shou He pondered, "There is already a garden in the West Hill. Since the garden belongs to King Hui, the entire West Hill is similar."

Although Shou He had only been in the capital for a short time, as he was the chief constable of Wanning County, he was able to read many files and documents. In addition, he often traveled outside the capital, so he was truly a know-it-all.

In comparison, Zhao Qingyi, who had just arrived, really knew nothing. The martial arts world was actually very close, but too far away from the government.

……

The years pass by so quickly.

But King Hui, who had been free recently, stepped out of the hall and was immediately surrounded by his followers. On the left was Huang, on the right was Cang, and they rode on the unicorn horse, hung their swords and went towards the West Mountain in a mighty manner.

As they were talking and laughing, the knights accompanying them gradually disappeared in the thick fog.

A few moments.

The dragon horse also disappeared.

King Hui Yuanmu was horrified and stood in the thick fog, hesitating to move forward.

No matter how he called out, no one showed up.

Yuan Mu only felt a chill on his spine and the hairs on the back of his hands stood up.

As he stimulated his Qi and blood and mobilized his martial strength, the fog became even heavier, like sticky rain that made people tired.

He wanted to turn around and go back, but he couldn't tell which direction he came from, and he was anxiously looking for a way out like a headless fly.

"what 's wrong?!"

"King Hui."

Seeing a figure waving at him from afar, Yuan Mu was overjoyed and hurried closer.

Only when you get closer can you see what the other person is wearing.

He was an official in court robes.

Wearing a black veil on his head, cloud boots on his feet, and holding an elephant tablet in his arms, he approached and saluted, saying, "I am honored."

Yuan Mu was overjoyed and asked hurriedly, "Which department are you from, and how did you get in here?"

The official smiled and said, "My name is Fan Wujiu, and I am the soul-collecting messenger under Lord Yan."

Yuan Mu's expression changed drastically.

He had never heard of King Yama, nor did he know who the Soul Catcher was.

However, just by hearing the name, you can tell that it is here to take away your soul.

Tears welled up in his eyes and he cried loudly, "I am still in my prime and can still eat three meals a day. How could I have offended the envoy and visited me?"

Fan Wujiu sighed, "People have fortunes and disasters, and their life spans are long or short."

"This is life."

"Your Majesty, just accept your fate."

Yuan Mu hurried forward, took Fan Wujiu's hand, quietly put a jade token in his pocket, and said sincerely: "Since it is fate, I accept it. However, I really don't understand the theory of life span. Please teach me, sir."

Fan Wujiu put the jade token into his sleeves, nodded with satisfaction and said, "Your Majesty, you may not know that there is a judge sitting under my Lord Yama, who holds the Book of Life and Death. He crosses out the name of anyone whose life span has come to an end, and sends us soul-collecting messengers to come. However, I see that Your Majesty has a deep fortune, so I'm informing you in advance."

"Thank you sir!"

"Could you introduce me to that judge?"

"The true God does not reveal himself. This really puts me in a difficult position."

Fan Wujiu pondered, his eyes flickering as he said, "The treasure called the Book of Life and Death requires a stroke of the imperial pen to kill someone, but it can also be modified with a few numbers. For such a small matter, I can still win favor with the judge."

"Mr. Thank you."

Yuan Mu was also a man of tact. He never asked about the other party's background, but carefully considered what he should pay: "I don't know how I can avoid damaging your reputation?"

"Easy to say."

"Your Majesty is a blessed man. You only need to build a temple for King Yan in the world of the living, invite a temple priest who can communicate with yin and yang, and worship him regularly to increase your blessings."

Fan Wujiu stroked the elephant tablet in his hand and said with a smile: "As for the location, it can't be too far or too close."

Yuan Mu suddenly realized that the purpose of his trip to the West Mountain was to hunt, and then he met the Soul Catcher here, which meant that the Soul Catcher wanted him to build a temple in the West Mountain.

"I wonder where the temple keeper is?"

"When the king completes the construction, the temple priest will come to find you."

Seeing that the soul-catcher didn't say anything, Yuan Mu stopped asking.

He thought about quickly fooling this wandering ghost that came from nowhere. When he returned to the palace, he would be protected by guards with sufficient energy and the ancestors' objects to suppress it. Not to mention the little ghost, even the gods would have to come down to earth.

Fan Wujiu seemed to see through Yuan Mu's duplicity.

Smiling playfully.

He shook his head slightly and sighed, "Your Majesty is not sincere and cannot move the Supreme God Yanjun. I guess it's me, a little devil, who is meddling too much."

Fan Wujiu returned the jade token in his hand to Yuan Mu.

Just as he was about to turn around, a bolt of thunder exploded.

Boom!

The ramming horn tore through the fog, and a chariot with countless evil spirits on it slowly emerged.

Standing in front of the car was a tall scholar, holding a secret golden book in his hand, on which was written: "Book of Life and Death". He was the judge under the throne of King Yama. The judge held a jade pen and said in a loud voice: "Yuan Mu..." The judge spoke in ghost language, and Yuan Mu could not understand at first.

Gradually he understood.

The scholar judge mentioned the year of his birth and death, and ordered the soul-catcher to take away Yuan Mu's soul, and have it walk across the Naihe Bridge to weigh his good and evil deeds in this life.

The good ones will be reincarnated and can pursue various paths, while the evil ones will fall into hell and suffer untold pain.

"My Lord, please wait!"

"I am a believer in Lord Yama. Those who believe in Lord Yama will not die young." Yuan Mu almost fell to his knees. Fortunately, Fan Wujiu beside him held him up so that he did not lose his composure. When he wanted to thank Fan Wujiu, he saw that Fan Wujiu had turned into an evil ghost with a green face and fangs, with 'You are here too' written on his tall hat.

Yuan Mu was so frightened that his legs went weak again.

"That's right, I believe that Lord Yan will not die young."

Yuan Mu bowed and said, "This is just a small watermelon. It is not a token of respect. I offer it to Lord Yan."

The scholar judge nodded slightly and said, "Your Majesty is indeed a trustworthy person. When the sky falls, Lord Yama will protect you from an untimely death. If you have the chance, you can ascend to the immortal path and enjoy longevity. If you don't have the blessings of the immortal path, you can be reborn in the underworld in the future. With your Majesty's blessings, you can also seek an official position and enjoy the bliss of the underworld."

"I don't ask for eternal life or bliss, I just ask for peace." Yuan Mu finished speaking stutteringly.

The scholar judge's eyes remained calm.

Like a cold pond.

He waved his hand slightly and said, "Please send the king back to his palace, Marshal Yin."

"Let's go, my king." Fan Wujiu, with a green face and fangs, helped Yuan Mu onto a tall horse.

Yuan Mu was wondering where the Qilin came from and felt the bumps, so he quickly tightened the reins. The Qilin stepped into the air on the auspicious clouds and landed on the cloud head under the guidance of the soul-catcher beside him.

Looking up, I was at the gate of Prince Hui's Palace.

"My king, it's time to go back."

Fan Wujiu bowed and saluted.

"Sir, I..." Yuan Mu opened his eyes suddenly before he finished speaking.

He was actually standing at the gate of the palace.

But he was in the state of soul.

Following the guidance, he quickly walked into the hall master's room, found his body and lay down. Only then did he feel his body temperature rising.

Yuan Mu stood up suddenly.

Look at the concubine beside you.

The concubine was still sleeping soundly, and had no idea that the prince next to her had just had a close call with death.

"Somebody come!"

……

"Is the prince possessed by evil spirits?"

After hearing what King Hui Yuanmu said, the old Taoist was shocked and confused.

"Master, have you ever heard of this god outside the domain?"

"Never heard of it." The old Taoist shook his head slightly.

"Hundreds of races compete in the underworld, with the ten most powerful races. The Dongyue Royal City is the leader among them. I have never heard of any King of Hell or Judge, let alone the Soul Catcher."

"When we die, we don't need anyone to guide us. The heaven and earth will naturally regenerate the true spirit of the cultivator."

“That’s why I feel like I’ve been possessed by evil spirits.”

"I'm afraid it's some evil spirit at work."

"It's not an evil spirit, it's an offense to the gods." King Hui shook his head hastily.

Then he sighed and said, "Of course I know that it is probably not a god, but I am just like an ant that can be crushed to death in his hands. What else can I do if I don't agree to it?"

"He was able to steal my soul away quietly, and it was so tight in the capital..."

Yuan Mu stopped talking and asked in a low voice, "What do you think his cultivation level is, Taoist Priest?"

The old Taoist thought for a while before saying, "He must be at least a great saint."

"Great Sage?!"

"Give it to him, give him the Western Mountain." Yuan Mu was no longer hesitant. The Great Sage was at his doorstep, and there was nothing he could do even if he asked for the Western Mountain.

However, according to the rules, outsiders who want to take opportunities from the Divine Forbidden Land must buy them from the forces behind the scenes.

This is a more complicated matter.

"Your Majesty, don't worry too much."

"Since he said he would protect the king, he will not break his promise."

“Is this a matter of cause and effect?”

"cause and effect?"

"Yes."

"We will have to make further judgment after meeting the temple keeper."

Yuan Mu nodded slightly, he also had this plan.

If the other party was a great sage, any leak would be enough for his descendants to have a good future outside the domain, and maybe even get a chance to inherit the true teachings. However, he was different from his brother who sat on the throne of the emperor. He had to plan for his own future.

"Give the order and start work immediately!"

……

"Is it done?" Shou He was surprised when he received the news that Yuanmu had started construction.

"Not yet."

Tu Shanjun did not agree. That Jia Yuanmu was just frightened by his strength.

“It’s a good start.”

"What do we do now?"

"Wait."

"wait?"

"Once he has finished repairing the garden, we will move in and plant some trees."

"Plant trees?!"

Shou He was completely confused.