The fruit of killing life

Chapter 88 The Wind Rises

Bang!
An exquisite inkstone with pan chi pattern smashed hard on the head of [Taoist General] Wei Anning, and it fell to pieces.

Wet ink spilled all over his body, and he was in a state of embarrassment.

But this [Taoist General] still knelt on the ground obediently, not even daring to move.

Immediately, Luoyang King Zhou Wenye's furious roar came from above his head:
"You said that this king's [Suzaku Chengfeng]'s high-grade 'Pill Head' is completely lost?

Didn't I tell you to keep a close eye on [Gongzheng] Peiling, ready to follow the vine at any time?You are a majestic [Taoist general] in the third realm, is it just paper? "(Chapter 62)
The root of his tongue could almost be felt to be hot, and the [Taoist General] was so frightened that he kowtowed again and again, almost smashing the ground of the piebald stone.

Hastily explained in his mouth:

"My lord, please forgive me! Since receiving the order, the last general has personally squatted to accompany the tomb.

I saw with my own eyes that the gang of mausoleum guards brought bandits and warlocks to the tomb, and finally accompanied the mausoleum to collapse. A stranger fled with the body of the 'dantou', and another person chased after him.

We had already investigated the details of that group of people, but no one thought that those two people had extraordinary abilities, and they disappeared in an instant.

And not long after losing track, even the 'soul lock'"

Wei Anning looked at the other kneeling beside him as if asking for help.

It was an old woman with gorgeous hair and dressed as a court lady.

Although she is much older than 15 years ago, there is no doubt that she is the "ghost matchmaker" senior female official who tortured Huang Wu to death back then!

"Yes, General Wei's words are correct. The 'soul-lock button' that the servant left on the corpse at the beginning became invalid in a blink of an eye, and it is difficult to trace it by Taoism anymore.

There must be an expert who took action and ruined our good deeds!
However, my lord, there is actually good news. "

"This time we used the hands of Wang's mausoleum guards to destroy all the 'Owl God Seizing Food Bureau', and the backlash was also borne by those dogs.

[The Tomb of the Owl God]'s nature of "snatching food" has been forcibly changed from external food to self-food.

Famine, catastrophe, disease, prison, self-denial and all kinds of disasters have all happened to him, and the longer the time delays, the more serious the self-eating phenomenon will be.

On the day of the great sacrifice, when the inside and outside of the royal tomb communicate with each other, I'm afraid that [weird]'s remaining skills are at most equivalent to a tyrannical Chizhuan, and it must be invincible. "

When the old woman opened her mouth to speak, she could faintly see a blood-red "Life Trafficking Tongbao" seal on the base of her tongue.

Therefore, this vicious old thing trembled in front of the King of Luoyang, as if he was really just an ordinary old woman in her dying years.

Just when the two people who had messed up their errands shrank their heads, preparing for a violent storm.

The King of Luoyang, who was sitting high behind a few tables, restrained his anger unexpectedly, and asked another question:
"There are still twelve days until the great sacrifice, and there must be a 'corpse' in the sacrifice. Who do you think is the most appropriate person to act as a 'corpse'?"

Knowing the tyrannical nature of their lord, the two couldn't help but look at each other strangely, and said in their hearts:

"Could it be that the prince has other spare 'dantou' in his hand? Sure enough, he has far-sighted plans!"

After escaping a catastrophe, they dare not neglect this second question even more.

It’s nothing more than a big sacrifice on weekdays, this year coincides with the 200th anniversary of death, [Tomb of Xiaoshen] is [-]% going to wake up, and the "corpse" is playing the role of this old ancestor!
It is not an exaggeration to say that he was close to death.

Moreover, only direct descendants are qualified to take on this important task, and there are only two legitimate sons of the contemporary Luoyang King Zhou Wenye.

According to common sense, the eldest son Zhou Jingyuan should not fail to inherit the throne, and the most suitable candidate is obviously only the second prince Zhou Jingyuan, the king of Dechang County.

Therefore, Wei Anning thought about it:
"The final general thinks that the side branches are not qualified for this, and the king of Dechang County has a noble status, so it is most appropriate to act as a 'corpse' during the great sacrifice."

The King of Luoyang nodded his head, Changshengjiu was right in front of his eyes, why should he cherish a son?
Anyway, one has already been thrown in.

"Then."

"My lord~"

At this time, the Princess of Dechang County was sitting quietly in Zhou Wenye's arms, wearing a thin layer of translucent gauze.

Holding a crystal clear grape and feeding it to King Luoyang, he let out a delicate cry.

Unable to stand the beauty's pitiful eyes, Zhou Wenye immediately changed his words:

"Er'er Jingjing has a pure and filial temperament, and I can't do without him to serve me.

Since the eldest son Zhou Jingyuan is the leader of the princes, he should set an example, and this grand sacrifice should be a 'corpse'. "

It seems that in the eyes of this King of Luoyang, even parents and children can only pick and choose items for bargaining, and can discard them at will without any burden.

On Beimang Mountain, outside the empty Niaozui Slope.

In a small, inconspicuous valley.

hum!hum!
A large group of wild boars are working hard to remove dead branches and rotten roots on the ground, gradually exposing a dilapidated remains on the ground.

——In the middle is the collapsed altar, surrounded by many decayed wooden piles that are mostly submerged in the soil.

It is exactly the trace left by the elders' simplified version of "grave-digging luck" 15 years ago.

Because they failed to break the "Owl God Seizing Food Bureau" formed by the nine accompanying tombs, they could only cast a "fence" outside the bird's mouth slope to temporarily limit the power of the [Owl God Tomb].

Immediately afterwards, a few bison carried dark pagoda wood stakes and unloaded them onto the open space.

And a group of huge hares are digging holes on the ground to dig out the old wooden piles for replacement.

Next to it, there is a big black dog with a dog-like face wandering around, and if it sees anyone who is lazy, it will give it a paw.

A majestic big white tiger on the hillside is in charge of commanding its "subjects", dividing labor and orderly building formations for itself.

It really has a bit of the majesty of King Tiger.

of course.

If it weren't for the little female ghost riding on his back, it might be even more majestic.

"Drive, Wang Xiaoyuan, it's your turn."

Today's Huang Wu is wearing a water green chest-length skirt, a bowl-sized snow-white orchid is inserted between her temples, and fragrant grass is adorning her waist.

With bare feet, riding on the back of a "big tiger", it looks like a beautiful "mountain ghost" in legend.

Wang Yuan also let it go.

In such a mysterious world that is chaotic, evil, and bloody from the root, he would rather Huang Wuneng be like a piece of pure white pure land and remain innocent forever.

Ow!

A tiger pounced into the field, stretched out its huge tiger paw, and slapped the erected pagoda tree stakes one after another deeply into the ground.

These wooden stakes all come from the best millennium-old locust tree on Beimang Mountain, which is also the locust tree forest where the two grandmas lived.

Nourished by the abundant yin energy in the "Land of the Dead", these locust trees, which are as old as a thousand years old, are all veritable "ghosts in the wood".

After engraving the scriptures left by grandpa, it is the first-class formation material.

And around the bird's mouth slope where the entire royal tomb is located, there are a total of more than a dozen nodes.

Every formation node has been re-nailed into many pagoda tree stakes, some with three, some with five, and some with more than a dozen.

It was not only the siblings and the beasts in the mountains who were busy back and forth, but also Tao Xianniang, who had successfully escaped from the catastrophe.

If it weren't for the help of her [Chizhuan Warlock] who is best at dealing with various plants, Wang Yuan and Huang Wu would not be able to complete this big project so easily.

And in the process, they also quickly absorbed the profound knowledge of practice from a sorcerer.

At least there is no doubt about the order of practice before receiving the scriptures and entering the Tao.

However, after Tao Xianniang survived the catastrophe, she changed her former seductive and glamorous nature as a witch, and became much more silent.

Only when looking at Wang Yuan occasionally, a little brilliance will bloom in a pair of clear and beautiful eyes.

In this busyness, twelve days passed in a blink of an eye.

July [-]th, Hungry Ghost Festival, Yin.

The 200th Anniversary Ceremony of King Yili officially opened.

The three kept rushing to work, and finally completed the last inspection of the updated formation before the grand ceremony.

Stand together on the hill facing the bird's mouth slope.

Quietly watching the thousands of male Dings whose blood originates from No. 20 fifth son of Great Yan Taizu No. [-] Yili King Zhou Yi climb up Beiman Mountain mightily.

The incense was lingering, the suona was drumming, the yellow mantle was fluttering, and the crowds were crowded.

The atmosphere was exactly the same as the "corpse sacrifice" that Wang Yuan experienced a month ago.

Wang Yuan, who has excellent eyesight, easily saw the palace's [Xuanjia Guard], Taoist general Wei Anning, and the aging "ghost matchmaker" female officer Gao in the team.
As the guardian of the tomb, the Wang family, young and old, cannot be absent
At this time, Tao Xianniang, who had been busy for more than ten days, finally couldn't help her curiosity, and asked Wang Yuan:
"The 'Owl God Seizing Food Bureau' that enhanced the power of [Xiaoshen Tomb] has been broken, what is the repaired formation now for?"

Wang Yuan just smiled mysteriously without explaining.

After a long time, seeing the big fish Zhou Wenye, the King of Luoyang, raised his hand to shake the mountain, and sighed softly:
"got windy!

The good wind sends you to the blue sky by force! "

(End of this chapter)