Chapter 337: Wealthy Return to Hometown(1/2)
The next day, night.
There are many stars and the moon is as cool as water.
Beimang Mountain, the hometown of the dead.
Woo woo woo...
As a small black hole suddenly appeared, it quickly expanded into a majestic portal that looked like it was made of pitch-black pig iron. A boy and a girl holding hands stepped out.
"Mr. One Eye Five" followed closely behind, holding a dazzling array of gift boxes of various colors.
Precious jade, gold, silver, bronze wares from the Great Zhou Dynasty, fine Yaozhi Lingcao, and top-quality Jiaoqiao silk produced by the people of Donghai Jiao.
This is a treasure that can never be found in the great tombs in Beimang Mountain that have been stolen countless times by local masters throughout the ages.
Among them, the most precious is a top-grade [Purple Striped Coral Peach] which is hard to find in the world.
Just a little bit of fragrance wafting out caused a few yellowing and dead plants at my feet to grow, which seemed to have been greatly replenished.
“I was afraid that Pantao might not be symptomatic, so I didn’t tell my mother-in-law in advance.
Now it seems that this unexpected treasure obtained in 'Peach Garden' may really give us a big surprise!"
At this moment, Wang Yuan was wearing a white jade crown, a sapphire blue moiré silk shirt, and black boots.
The half-hand-wide tiger pattern belt is paired with a priceless mutton-fat jade.
Long and tall, he is extraordinary.
Beside her, Huang Wu's glittering lips were smeared with a hint of bright red, she was wearing a gold walking stick on her head, bright moon earrings in her earlobes, and a wisteria jasper bracelet on her Ningshuang Hao wrist.
Wearing a silver-white phoenix-patterned blouse on her shoulders, when she moved her lotus steps slightly, the white ankles covered with [Yin-Yang Concentric Bells] were slightly exposed under Teng Qing Yiluo Mizi's skirt.
From time to time, it emits a clear and melodious ring tone.
In order to avoid disaster, the brother and sister had to leave their hometown, and it took nearly a year before they returned home.
In order to see their grandma, they really put a lot of thought into preparing themselves.
However, Huang Wu taught her husband all kinds of "knowledge" all night last night, and it was not until late in the evening that she got up lazily as if she had fallen apart.
During this period, I was forced to inhale too much of someone's yang energy.
The little girl's delicate brows still have an indistinguishable and charming charm to this day.
A pair of starry phoenix eyes were so wet that they seemed to be dripping with water.
Before officially setting foot in the "Land of the Dead", I couldn't help but take out a small mirror and carefully take a look at my beautiful face.
With his lips slightly raised, he raised his foot and kicked Wang Yuan's calf.
Seeing his radiant handsome face getting more and more angry because of the [Yin Yang Enlightenment Method], he scolded with a hint of embarrassment:
"Animals! Animals! They all blame you. They have obviously begged for mercy, and even called my good brother, but you don't listen.
It’s okay now, let my mother, aunt, and grandma see it later, and they will be so embarrassed that they will die of embarrassment!”
However, Mr. Wang generously held his sister's slender waist, smiled, and said with a bit of pride:
"There's nothing to be ashamed of. Grandma didn't experience the joy of teasing her grandchildren when we were young.
Maybe you are looking forward to having your great-grandchild soon!
However, having said that, ghost cultivation must at least reach the [Dharmakaya] state to reshape the ghost body in order to regain the balance of yin and yang.
Huang Xiaowu, you have to work hard!"
But all she got in return was a cute, unhappy look:
"Oh, Mr. Wang has worked tirelessly and day and night. Do you still need me to work hard?"
"Really? Hahaha, actually I'm not as good as you say."
"Bad guy, I'll bite you to death!"
After returning home from a long trip, both of them were in a very good mood.
Noisily, he crossed the patch of green-black moss, with pits and indentations on the surface, and a curse engraved on it:
“The living person is Yang, the dead person is Yin; the living person is on a high platform, and the dead person is deep.
The sky above is vast, the earth below is vast, the dead return to the Yin, the living return to the Yang, the living have a place, and the dead have a hometown." is the tombstone.
Taking the first step, you are faced with a particularly lush and dark black locust tree forest.
Large and small sealed tombs extend into the depths of darkness, with exposed coffins, dead bones, phosphorus fire... everywhere.
In the middle is a dilapidated temple - the Ancient Sophora Temple.
Take the second step.
The scene in front of me suddenly changed. The barren graves and woodlands turned into a brightly lit night market street, and my ears were immediately filled with noisy and friendly cries.
"The fried twist~"
"Who wants crabs with golden claws~"
"Ice-sugar-gourd~"
"..."
The bright candlelight illuminated the night sky, and the air was filled with the aroma of wine, meat and sweet and greasy powder.
There were noisy hawking, the sound of silk and bamboo, the singing of birds, and occasional laughter, shouting, quarreling, and the vulgar slang of country people. A breath of lively worldly atmosphere hit our faces.
And on the stage not far away, there is the pretty singer who has been singing "Miaoyu Peach Blossom Temple" for more than ten years without changing the repertoire.
Looking at the extremely familiar scene in front of them, the memories deep in their hearts suddenly emerged, making them feel a little confused.
A special emotion kept surging in Wang Yuan's chest.
"This ghostland of the Dead is still the original ghostland, but we were only fifteen when we left last year, and we are already sixteen when we return.
Time flies so fast!”
Huang Wu wrinkled her white jade-like nose and categorically objected:
"No, no, no, you are only sixteen, sister, I will always be fifteen!"
Then Wang Yuan, who curled his lips, entered the real "Land of the Dead" in a flash, followed closely by "Mr. One Eye Five" holding large and small bags.
And behind them.
All the confused ghosts in the night market stopped moving and bowed deeply to the place where Wang Yuan disappeared.
Before he left, he was just a lonely boy, but when he returned, he was already the "King of Ghosts"!
Even just a trace of aura casually revealed could make countless insane ghosts here unable to help but worship him.
...
at this time.
In the real "land of the dead".
A giant tree stands straight into the sky like a pillar in the sky, its bark is mottled like iron scales, its branches are green, half withered and half in full bloom, supporting a high and vast dome.
It also opened up the Shinto legal domain of Granny Longhuai, the dragon in the Red Decree.
Every branch of this locust tree is wrapped with flaming red strips of cloth filled with wishes.
From a distance, it looks like an old dragon riding a red fire cloud, raising its upper body high, and having all scales and claws.
It's a pity that this extraordinary dragon-clawed locust tree is like a dying old man, full of the twilight air of old age.
Sixteen years ago.
In Wang Yuan's father's clan, the entire maternal clan was mobilized.
They jointly used the "grave-digging method" to steal half of the "Little Book of Life and Death" from King Yin Li, and destroyed the second day of the "Killing Banquet" that year.
The private soldiers of the Luoyang Prince's Palace took the King's Order Flag of Luoyang and knocked down my grandma's ancient pagoda temple.
As a result, the already seriously injured grandma was severely injured again, and the leaves of the Sophora japonica tree withered and turned yellow overnight.
An earth creature who had lived for more than a thousand years and reached the limit of the Red Emperor almost died completely.
This is the limitation of Shinto.
Heavenly officials, earthly beings, humans and ghosts.
The more a god relies on human incense, the more he will be restricted by those in power in the dynasty.
"White Tiger Tongde Lun" says: "The Son of Heaven is a title. The king has father Heaven and mother Earth, so he is the son of Heaven."
Therefore, "Emperor" is also one of the highest divine positions in this human system.
Just like Nie Renxiong who first took office as the emperor of Dengzhou Prefecture.
When the Dragon Qi was sufficient, Emperor Jianming Zhou Wenrui only needed to write an imperial edict in handwriting to depose any city prince in the territory and control the power of life and death over them.
The "King's Order Flag" is a military talisman in the hands of the feudal king of the Great Yan Dynasty. When the country was founded, it could govern the army and the people. It also represented the royal power.
If grandma hadn't been a person who didn't attach much importance to the incense of humanity, I would have died on the spot when the [King's Order Flag] was smashed down.
To be continued...