The official road is filled with dust and the river breeze is rustling.
The water where the boat was stranded has not yet been clarified by sediment.
Some corpses wearing yellow robes, monk's robes, armor, mountain pattern armor, various colored robes and crimson lotus robes were lying in disorder on the shore, soaking in the water. Many broken reeds blocked the corpses so that they would not be trapped by a crowd.
Wave after wave of spray is dragged into the deep water.
Not long after the heroes of Luoyang and the Zoroastrian people left eastward, in this bloody place, under the shadow of a certain group of trees, two groups of light gray outlines squirmed, but two figures, one black and one white, appeared.
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The black figure has a round face and a fierce look, with disheveled hair. He is wearing a black straight jacket and a black high hat with the four words "Peace in the world" written on his head. He is holding a pair of iron chain shackles in his hand. The lonely soul looks at it in fear, and the wild ghost is frightened by the news.
It was Fan Wuchang, the underworld ghost missionary. The white figure beside him had a long face and a smile. He was wearing plain clothes and a white hat with a white hat on his head that read "Wealth at the first sight."
"Xie Bian.
The two of them had long blood-red tongues hanging down to their chests. They jumped and shuttled among the shadows. Seeing that everyone had gone away, they let go of their hands and feet even more. They captured the dead souls with dull faces floating on the corpses.
We are ready to capture them all and take them to the underworld for interrogation.
Xie Bi'an swung his stick forward and struck repeatedly on the dead corpses. The seven souls immediately reluctantly escaped from the corpses and quickly dissipated. Immediately, he pointed the stick to the sky, and several heavenly souls were released.
It drifted towards the sky. Then it pointed at the ground with the stick, and several earth souls emerged from the corpse and sat up in confusion.
At this time, Fan Wujiu yelled angrily: "Life and death matter, you have to take the blame on yourself!"
When those earth spirits heard this, they swarmed towards him stupidly. They were immediately cuffed by his hands and feet and tied to the long iron rope, like a bunch of grasshoppers waiting to be killed.
As for the last life soul, it still has to stay in the corpse. It is not until the earth soul has passed the trial in the underworld, been punished, and can be sent to reincarnation that it can break away from the decaying body and reunite with the heaven soul and earth soul.
Reincarnation.
In the past, when a person died or died young, ghost messengers would come to the door in advance. After the person died and his body became cold, they would disperse the seven souls, drive away the heavenly soul, and only take away the earthly soul.
.However, there are also people who died unexpectedly. Due to ghosts and errors, they could not predict the deadline and were unable to get the Earth Soul Lock in time. At this time, the Earth Soul would wander around and become a wandering spirit.
If the wandering soul only misses the things and people in life, it will often return to the old house and linger around. It will not be until it returns to the body after seven days and confirms that it cannot return to the sun that it will lose all hope and follow the ghosts that come.
Embark on the road to hell and go to the underworld to solve the case.
If a wandering spirit harbors resentment and is unwilling to die violently, it will turn into a wronged spirit and find ways to seek revenge and vent its anger. It may possess a living person, or borrow a corpse to return to the dead. While searching for the murderer, it is also causing harm to the world. Those who witness it are called "the haunted ghost".
"Disperse". At this time, if there is no way to practice and use magic to shock, more people will inevitably die in vain.
Therefore, when "Black and White Impermanence" noticed something strange in Luoshui, he simply waited nearby. As soon as he found a dead person, he or she would immediately arrest his or her soul to avoid harming the living.
This way of sitting back and enjoying the results saves trouble and worry. The two men were busy beside the Luoshui River for a long time, and they actually arrested hundreds of earth souls! They were held behind them, and they walked for a long time, which was a spectacular sight.
The two men were about to go back to the underworld to deal with hundreds of ghosts first. Suddenly, they were blocked by an ugly black shadow with a leopard's head and eyes and a flying beard.
"Bai Wuchang" Xie Bian swung his long tongue and hurriedly sang: "Master Zhong Tianshi, you are well! My two brothers are here to catch ghosts and do their best on their errands, but I don't know what evil wind blew you here?"
The person who came was none other than Zhong Kui, the "Celestial Master of Ghost Hunting". He raised his eyebrows and said, "Fan Wujiu! Xie Bian! God has a good life! But you two ghosts are standing by and watching, letting these people beat them to death."
, and then arrest the souls of the dead and take them away for business. It is really insensitive and has no heart for kindness and compassion!"
"Hei Wuchang" Fan Wujiu trembled with his long tongue and said in a confused voice: "Master Zhong Tian! The dead don't care about the living things! They love to fight and kill, what do they have to do with me? My job is to seduce the souls and determine the fate.
Yin and Yang, so as to prevent evil spirits from causing trouble in the Yang world. If you are free to panic, you can eliminate the evil spirits and make peace, and no one will care about you!"
Seeing that Zhong Kui was even more angry, Xie Bi'an hurriedly smoothed things over and said: "Zhong Tianshi! This brother of mine has always been outspoken and will say whatever he wants. But his words are rough and rational, and he advises people to do good and stop killing. He should be a monk, Taoist priests
It’s a matter of fact! Why do we have to overstep our authority?”
Zhong Kui was at a loss for words. Today's ghosts are all yesterday's people. If it weren't for natural disasters, man-made disasters, aging, and diseases, wouldn't the mortal world be overcrowded? And the underworld is full of people. The increase and decrease in the three realms has its own destiny, how can they be just ghosts?
Is it possible to intervene?
Zhong Kui's face was dark and he was silent for a long time before he choked out one sentence: "I, Zhong Jiudao, just can't stand some ghosts and refuse to save them... In those days, whenever someone stopped me, my blood would be splattered."
Danzhu, is he going to die?"
As soon as he said this, he was as upright as Fan Wujiu, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face.
Xie Bi'an laughed dryly and said: "Well... when Master Zhong Tianshi angrily hit the palace pillars and shocked the court, he asked the True Dragon Emperor to select scholars through the imperial examination. If he no longer dares to judge people by appearance, he deserves to die... It's better for us two brothers to arrest...
I'll pick you up! After that, when the east is not bright and the west is bright, Mr. Zhong is promoted to an official position in the underworld, and he is very proud! Now he is a famous 'ghost-hunting master' in the three worlds. Isn't he even happier than the number one scholar?"
After listening to this, Zhong Kui's face gradually warmed up, and he stroked his thick flying beard: "Cough, cough! Unsatisfactory things often happen in life. Let's not mention the past... I am a little hungry, Fan Wujiu! You
There are a few people locked on that chain who are full of evildoers. They don't have to go to court, and they will never be reincarnated. Why don't they give it to Ben Chai as a snack..."
Fan Wujiu was waiting for him to sternly refuse, but he felt the light of the iron rope in his hand, and Zhong Kui had pinched the necks of seven or eight dead souls and dodged more than ten feet away. He couldn't help but said angrily: "Zhong Jiudao! You glutton! Wait!"
When I return to the underworld, I will report this matter to King Yama!!"
"It's up to you!" Zhong Kui's voice came from afar, but his figure had already gone far away.
Fan Wujiu was about to arrest a few dead souls and use his old fists to vent his personal anger. However, he heard Xie Bian suddenly say: "Silence! Invisible! Someone is coming."
After saying that, the couple took a bunch of dead souls with them and disappeared under the shade of a large group of trees.
Not long after, as expected, a dozen Huangpei Taoist priests and Qingna monks came back sneakily. After they first looked around to make sure there was no Zoroastrian ambush, they got into the reeds one after another, and soon each of them dragged a bunch of heads.
He ran out. His head was covered with mud and was completely unrecognizable. His hair was tied together like a gourd on a vine.
One of the fierce monks yelled: "There are still many monster corpses here. Don't grab them. Behead them first and then divide them up when you go back!"
As soon as these words came out, the fierce monk and the evil Taoist priests who had been a little moved just now stopped their thoughts of fighting. According to the fierce monk's words, they obediently chopped off the heads one by one, and then tied the hair together.
To bring back.
However, not long after these vicious monks and evil Taoists took action, many headless corpses suddenly stood upright!
The headless corpse stretched its arms forward and its legs were stiff. It jumped up from all sides and surrounded these fierce monks and Taoist priests, looking very much like an evil ghost seeking life.
The fierce monk and the evil Taoist priests soon realized that something was wrong. Suddenly, they felt hot in their crotches and their hairs exploded! They quickly dropped the head in their hands, ran towards the east screaming, and quickly disappeared in the hustle and bustle.
At this time, Fan Wujiu emerged from the shadow of the reeds. Looking at the evil monk who was urinating and running away, he snorted: "Evil people will have their own troubles! When he dies violently, I will
The messenger will go to Kuer in person and wait!"
The river becomes narrower and the current becomes more rapid.
The boat floated on the Luoshui River. Although the sails were not hoisted, the speed of the boat was not slow. On the deck, the Zoroastrian leader and believers, who were not seriously injured, were sitting or standing, listening to the sound of water outside the boat and looking at the vast smoke waves.
But I didn't dare to relax at all.
As the waves surged, the ship jolted. Everyone looked normal, but they vaguely heard a voice in the cabin on the second floor of the wooden building that couldn't hide their joy: "Mr. Yang, you're awake!"
In the cabin on the second floor, Liu Xiaomu had already found a round seat, sat cross-legged on the floor, and adjusted her breathing and exercises. White air rose from her green silk jade neck, and a trace of rosy color seemed to have returned to her bloodless cheeks.
When she heard that Yang Chaoxi had woken up, she felt relieved. Her phoenix eyes only opened a crack slightly, and then closed again. The fatigue that filled Niwan Palace made her feel that it would be difficult to even lift a finger.
All difficulties arise. Simply close your six senses and concentrate on healing.
Yang Chaoxi slowly opened his eyes, and his whole body was filled with pain like needles and burning fire. The pain was barely bearable, but the body that alternated between cold and hot made him a little uncomfortable: "Okay, it's so cold... no
, so hot, so hot!”
At this moment, a slightly cool, soft jade hand was placed on his forehead, and the tentacles were scalding hot: "Mr. Yang, you have a fever... Xiaoman will go find some water."
Yang Zhaoxi tried his best to open his eyelids again, only to feel that the world was spinning, and his body was soft and soft, as if he had fallen five miles into the clouds. After calming down, he remembered that he had fallen back into the painting boat. At this time, the embroidered couch beneath him was shaking slightly, and the painting boat must have collapsed.
Escaped, but I don't know how many casualties the Zoroastrian and the heroes have suffered... The skylight leaked in through the hole, and the endless clouds passed by the entrance of the hole one by one. For no reason, a sense of loneliness in the world surged in my heart.
Suddenly, the jade hand just now came back, waving it again and again in front of his eyes. Immediately, the alluring face was close at hand: "Young master, please calm your eyes and rest your mind, don't think about other things, Xiaoman will leave for you first."
Hot poison."
While talking, a cold handkerchief was placed on his forehead, and the dizzy feeling just now suddenly became much better. Yang Chaoxi closed her eyes as instructed, but couldn't help but said: "Little Man Girl, you... how could you be
Zoroastrian saint?”
Xiaoman had already ordered Baihewei to boil a pot of hot water. At this moment, he was holding a porcelain bowl, with his red lips lowered, blowing away the hot air in the wooden spoon, ready to feed him to drink. Suddenly he heard him ask a question, and there was a sound from the wooden spoon in his hand.
Surprised, he dropped it back into the porcelain bowl: "Young Master... I apologize for the inconvenience, little man, of telling me about the matters in the teaching..."
"It doesn't matter. The little Taoist priest has joined our Zoroastrian religion. Although his status is low, he doesn't have so many taboos." Liu Xiaomu closed his eyes tightly, with no joy or sorrow on his face, but his voice sounded from outside.
Only then did Xiaoman come back to his senses from his short period of panic. He quickly put down his bowl and spoon, put his hands together and said, "Holy aunt has your orders, please obey them."
After the ceremony, he sat down on the edge of the couch, scooped up a spoonful of hot water, and put it to Yang Zhaoxi's mouth: "Young master, please bring some hot water first, and let Xiaoman speak slowly. I think you already know a little about Xiaoman's life experience."
12. Xiaoman was originally from Tianzhu. He was exiled to the Dashi Kingdom when he was young. After many twists and turns, he was rescued by his adoptive father who lived in Suiye City. His adoptive father was a trader between Dashi and the Middle Kingdom, but secretly he was a Zoroastrian from the Western Regions.
He was a missionary who not only taught me Chinese customs and dialects, but also taught me martial arts.
A few years later, the holy aunt came to Suiye City from the Middle Earth to find her adoptive father. She said that the Zoroastrian saint in the Middle Earth had died in a military disaster, and asked the Zoroastrian Church in the Western Regions to send another saint to Luoyang. Little did they know that the Dashi Kingdom worshiped the saint.
Islam is the state religion, and Zoroastrianism has declined since the destruction of Persia, and there are not even ten followers left. My adoptive father killed me first and then made a memorial, performed the canonization ceremony for me, and taught me as a 'saint'.
When Xiao Man was born this year, his adoptive father ordered me to follow the camel team all the way to Luoyang. In fact, when I arrived in Chang'an, Xiao Man was led by Lord Zhengzheng and met many senior brothers in the sect. They saw my martial arts skills.
It's okay, and they gave me a teaching position, that is, the 'Frost Moon Protector'."
"It turns out that Little Man Girl is the Shuangyue Dharma Protector!" Yang Zhaoxi was surprised, as one layer after another overshadowed the other. "I heard from Kang Mage that all the eight major Zoroastrian Dharma Protectors are highly skilled in martial arts. Today, along the way, originally only
I saw seven of them, but now they are all together!"
"I'm afraid we can't get it together again. Protector Chishui was stabbed several times and died in battle."
Liu Xiaomu's slightly low voice came slowly from outside again.