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Chapter 88 The Wind Rises

Bang!

An exquisite clear mud inkstone with a beak pattern hit [Taoist General] Wei Anning hard on the head and broke into pieces.

Wet ink was spilled all over his body, making him look extremely black and miserable.

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

Immediately, the furious roar of Luoyang King Zhou Wenye came from above his head:

“You said that my king’s top-grade ‘Dan Tou’ from [Suzaku Chengfeng] was completely lost?

Didn’t I ask you to keep an eye on [Gongzheng] Pei Ling and be ready to follow the clues at any time? Are you, a dignified [Taoist general] in the third realm, just a piece of paper?" (Chapter 62)

You could almost feel that the base of your tongue was starting to get hot, and the [Taoist General] was so frightened that he kowtowed repeatedly, almost breaking the piebald stone floor into pieces.

He explained hurriedly:

"Your Majesty, your grace is so great! Ever since receiving the order, the general has been personally guarding the mausoleum.

I saw with my own eyes that the group of tomb guards led bandits and warlocks to the tomb, and finally the tomb collapsed. A stranger fled with the body of the 'Dantou', and another person chased after him.

We had already checked out the details of the 0 group of people, but no one expected that those two people actually had extraordinary abilities and disappeared in an instant.

And not long after he was lost, even the ‘soul-locking buckle’...”

Wei Anning looked at the other person kneeling next to him as if asking for help.

She was an old woman with long hair and dressed as a palace maid.

Although she is much older than she was fifteen years ago, there is no doubt that she is the "ghost matchmaker" Gao Nuguan who tortured Huang Wu to death!

"Yes, General Wei's words are correct. The 'soul-locking buckle' that the slave left on the corpse has become ineffective in the blink of an eye, and it is no longer possible to rely on Taoism to recover it.

Someone must have taken action to ruin our good deeds!

However, Your Majesty, there is actually good news."

"This time we used the hands of Wang's mausoleum guardians to destroy all the 'Owl God's Food Seizing Bureau', and the backlash will be borne by those dog-like things.

[Owl God’s Tomb]’s ‘food grabbing’ nature has forced it to switch from eating outside to eating on its own.

Famine, disaster, disease, prison, self-denial... All kinds of disasters should come to him. The longer time goes on, the more serious the phenomenon of self-cannibalism will be.

On the day of the great sacrifice, when the inside and outside of the royal tomb are connected, I am afraid that [Weird]’s remaining abilities will be equivalent to that of a tyrannical red seal scripter at most, and he will not be invincible.”

When the old woman spoke, she could vaguely see a blood-red "Selling Life Tongbao" seal on the base of her tongue.

Therefore, this evil-minded old man was trembling 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 failed the errand were shrinking their heads and preparing to face a violent storm.

The King of Luoyang, who was sitting behind several cases, unexpectedly restrained his anger and asked another question:

"There are still twelve days until the day of the great sacrifice. There must be a 'corpse' in the sacrifice. Who do you think is the most appropriate choice to play the 'corpse'?"

The two of them were well aware of their prince's tyrannical nature, so they couldn't help but look at each other strangely and thought to themselves:

"Could it be that the prince has other backup pills in his hand? He is indeed foresighted!"

After escaping the disaster, they did not dare to neglect the second question.

It’s just a big sacrifice on weekdays. This year coincides with the 200th anniversary of his death. The [Owl God’s Tomb] is 100% going to wake up, and the “corpse” plays the role of this ancestor!

It is not an exaggeration to say that it was a narrow escape from death.

And only direct descendants are qualified to take on this important task. There are only two legitimate sons of the contemporary King of Luoyang Zhou Wenye.

According to common sense, the crown prince Zhou Jingyuan cannot afford to lose anything when he wants to inherit the throne, and the most suitable candidate is obviously the second prince Zhou Jingyuan, Prince of Dechang County.

Therefore, Wei Anning considered:

"The general believes that the side branch does not have such qualifications, and the Duke of Dechang has a distinguished status, so it is most appropriate to pretend to be a 'corpse' during the grand ceremony."

The King of Luoyang nodded. With immortality so close before his eyes, why would he cherish a son?

Anyway, I've already thrown one in.

"Then..."

"Your Majesty~"

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

He pinched a crystal clear grape and fed it to the King of Luoyang, and let out a sweet cry.

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

"Er Erxiang has a pure and filial nature, and I cannot do without him serving me.

Since the eldest son Zhou Jingyuan is the leader of all the disciples, he should set an example, so this big sacrifice should be the ‘corpse’.”

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

...

On Beiman Mountain, outside the deserted Bird's Mouth Slope.

In a small, unremarkable mountain valley.

Hum! Hum!...

A large group of wild boars are working hard to clear away dead branches and rotten roots on the ground, gradually exposing a dilapidated ruins on the ground.

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

It is the traces left by the simplified version of the "grave-digging and robbery" carried out by the elders fifteen years ago.

Because they failed to break the "Owl God's Food Seizing Game" formed by the nine accompanying tombs, they could only build a "fence" outside the Bird's Mouth Slope to temporarily limit the power of the [Owl God's Tomb].

Immediately, several bison carried dark locust wood piles and unloaded them into the open space.

A group of huge hares were digging holes in the ground, digging out old wooden piles for replacement.

There is also a big black dog with a doggy face wandering around, and he will paw at anyone who is lazy.

A majestic big white tiger on the hillside is responsible for commanding his "subjects" and dividing the labor to build his own formation in an orderly manner.

It really has a bit of the majesty of Wang Shanjun.

certainly.

If there wasn't that little female ghost riding on his back, it might be even more majestic.

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

Today, Huang Wu is wearing an aqua-green chest-length skirt, with a bowl-sized snow-white orchid on her temples, and her waist is decorated with fragrant grass.

Riding on the back of the "big tiger" with bare feet, he looks like a legendary and beautiful "mountain ghost".

Wang Yuan also let it go.

In such a world that is chaotic, evil, and bloody at its root, he would rather Huang Wu could remain innocent forever like a piece of pure white land.

Ouch!

A tiger pounced into the field, stretched out its huge palms, and knocked the locust tree stakes that had been erected one after another deep into the ground.

These wooden piles all come from the best quality thousand-year-old locust trees in Beimang Mountain, which is also the dragon-clawed locust tree forest where their grandmothers... live.

Nourished by the abundant yin energy in the "Land of the Dead", these locust trees that are as old as a thousand years are truly "ghosts in the trees".

After being engraved with the scriptures left by my grandfather, it is the best formation material.

There are more than a dozen nodes surrounding the Bird's Mouth Slope where the entire royal tomb is located.

Many locust wood stakes were nailed into each formation node, some were three, some were five, and some were more than ten.

Those who were constantly busy were not only the two siblings and the beasts in the mountain, but also the Tao Fairy who escaped from the disaster and successfully escaped.

Without the help of her [Red Seal Warlock] who is best at dealing with various plants, Wang Yuan and Huang Wu would not have been able to complete this major project so easily.

In the process, they also quickly absorbed the profound spiritual knowledge of a sect warlock.

At least there is no doubt about the order of practice before becoming a monk.

However, after Tao Xianniang survived the catastrophe, she changed her past nature as a witch and became much quieter.

Only when he occasionally looks at Wang Yuan, his clear and beautiful eyes will shine with a little brilliance.

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

July 15th, Hungry Ghost Festival, Yin.

The Bicentenary Ceremony of King Yili officially begins.

The three of them kept working hard and finally completed the last inspection of the updated formation before the big festival.

Let's stand together on the hill directly opposite Bird's Mouth Slope.

Quietly watching thousands of male Dinghao, with King Yili Zhou Yi, the twenty-fifth son of Taizu Dayan as the source of their blood, climbing up Beimang Mountain in a mighty manner.

Incense is lingering, suonas are playing, yellow curtains are fluttering, and there are crowds of people.

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 [Xuan Jia Guards], the Taoist general Wei An Ning, and the increasingly older "Ghost Matchmaker" Gao Ning in the team...

As the guardians of the mausoleum, 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's Food Seizing Game' that enhanced the power of [Owl God's Tomb] has been broken. What is the purpose of the modified formation now?"

Wang Yuan just smiled mysteriously without explaining.

After a long time, when he saw the big fish Zhou Wenye, King of Luoyang, appeared, he raised his hand to stir Shanlan and sighed softly:

"got windy!
Chapter completed!
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