Can you imagine what it was like for the civil and military judges to follow you on both sides?
Chen Yuan was a little flattered now. Zhong Kui on the left and Cui Jue on the right. Wherever they went, the wind and mist dispersed by themselves, leaving a path.
When encountering patrolling ghost soldiers with green skin and skinny faces, fangs pointed upwards and noses pointed upwards, they all separated themselves straightly to both sides and bowed in salute.
It seems that no matter where you are, having an official status is a great thing.
Not long after, they arrived at a place where the outline of the city was revealed in the gloomy mist. The gatekeepers were green-faced and fanged ghosts, who respectfully welcomed Chen Yuan in.
As soon as we entered, there were gusty winds, like the world of sunshine. The streets were criss-crossed, and there were many shops on both sides. However, all the white lanterns were lit under the eaves, which cast a faint green light, illuminating the expressions of the waiters and shopkeepers in the shops.
Chen Yuan, who was gloomy and pale, grinning at the past with his lips curled up.
There were no people to be seen on the street, except for the occasional one or two who passed by holding paper umbrellas.
"Holy Lord, this is... a ghost town?"
"Fengdu."
Zhong Kui raised his general's belly and looked around with a smile: "The underworld is actually the same as the underworld, but they are all the other way around. Those who are alive on top are dead below. What is unusable on the top is circulated on the bottom. The underworld can circulate.
If there are any changes, the Yins will also change accordingly.”
The thin old man with a short beard on the side twirled the tip of his beard and echoed: "As the sage said, the Yang world and the Yin department are closely related. But the same is true in the heaven. The Yin department manages the rewards and punishments of reincarnation, while the one in the sky controls the sun, moon, stars, and the fortune of the four seasons.
, heaven, earth and man are both indispensable.”
"clear."
Chen Yuan nodded in response, and he could hear Judge Cui telling him in a subtle way that there was a conflict between heaven and earth, and the consequences would be very serious.
After walking for a while, maybe he got tired, so Zhong Kui stepped on the ground. In an instant, more than a dozen tall green-skinned ghosts with red hair and protruding eyes rose from the ground. Like magic, they carried three long sedans and carried three people.
The person flew through several streets and soon stopped at a place similar to the Yangjian Mansion.
The two ghost soldiers stepped forward to greet them. Zhong Kui didn't even look at them. He walked in front and led Chen Yuan straight into the yamen. The courtroom in the middle was not accessible, but what he saw from a distance was the plaque hanging above it.
Chen Yuan is familiar with the four words "honest and honest".
Partial carriage.
This is the same place as in the mortal world, a place reserved for officials in the yamen to deal with underworld affairs. The figures passing by are different from the ghost soldiers. They are all the same as they were in life. They are wearing official robes and are busy in various houses in the dark wind.
"This is it."
After passing several houses and stopping, Zhong Kui pointed to one of them and said, "You can go alone. Judge Cui and I have other things to do. When you come out, we will wait in front of the court."
After saying that, he left. Cui Jue smiled, raised his hand to Chen Yuan, and followed Zhong Kui out of the side courtyard.
Chen Yuan lowered her hand, turned around, walked to the house, and gently knocked on the door.
"Come in."
A familiar voice came from inside, but he didn't seem to notice that Chen Yuan outside the door thought he was a ghost official in the yamen.
There is no sound when the door opens.
Chen Yuan crossed the threshold, and the lights inside were bright and green. A figure wearing a Taoist robe was immersed in the lamplight, correcting official documents with a brush. Only then did he notice the sound of people's footsteps, and quickly turned his head...
It was Taoist Master Mingguang who had prevented the possessed Celestial Master Zhang Shuangbai from dying.
Seeing Chen Yuan standing behind him with a smile, Mingguang put down his brush, stood up hurriedly, and raised his hands as he walked, "I haven't seen you Daoist Chen for many years."
As he spoke, he held Chen Yuan's arms and looked him up and down: "With a beard, even a poor man can hardly recognize him."
"I am getting old. In the blink of an eye, I am already over fifty."
Chen Yuan did not exaggerate. He was already in his twenties when he entered Taoism. Six years later, he experienced the Kunlun Mirror reversing time and space. Twenty years passed in a flash. Although it was only a short moment in his eyes, time was real.
It's past.
But he is a monastic after all, and he looks like he is only in his early thirties.
Mingguang's smile never broke. After inviting Chen Yuan to sit down, he took the rattle on the table and shook it twice.
A ghost soldier came in with tea. When he saw Chen Yuan holding the tea, he smiled and warned: "This is extraordinary tea, don't drink it."
"You know, I also changed my soul for a while."
Chen Yuan brought the tea to his pen and smelled it familiarly. A wisp of white air floated out of the cup and entered his nostrils. Suddenly, a scent of tea filled his mouth and nose.
"It's just a pity that it's not a physical entrance." Mingguang laughed and put down the tea cup: "How did fellow Taoist come to the Yinsi? Remember, when I came here before, time and space had not yet overlapped. How has the world outside changed now?"
"The Taoist Priest doesn't know?" Chen Yuan was a little surprised. It stands to reason that after time and space overlap, the Taoist Priest working in the underworld should know everything.
Over there, Mingguang chuckled, "You also know that Pindao has always liked peace and quiet. When he was still alive, he spent most of his time practicing Taoism in the Tianshi Mansion and did not hear the changes in the outside world. Now that he is here, he has also brought his habits with him.
coming."
Chen Yuan nodded, and immediately talked about how he came here, and said that Saint Zhong Kui brought him here because an old friend often talked about it, so he came to take a look.
"Ha ha!"
Hearing this, Mingguang stroked the table and laughed, "The Holy Lord is really considerate of his subordinates, but what he said is true. But Pindao is not the only one who talks about it. There is also someone who often comes here to talk with Pindao."
"who?"
"You'll know later." Mingguang calculated the time. "Today he left at midnight to work in the city of Fusei. He is about to come back. I'll send a ghost to hurry him up."
After saying that, he rang the bell again, and the same ghost came in from the door. Without any words, he just handed a token into the hands of the ghost. The latter accepted the order and walked out the door.
Seeing this scene, Chen Yuan was a little surprised why he didn't explain it in words.
"The underworld has its own mysteries." Mingguang explained: "Every word comes from my thoughts and is stored in the token. There is no need for verbal instructions. The ghost messenger will know what to do after receiving the order."
"There is indeed something mysterious about it."
After the ghost mission left, Chen Yuan talked to Mingguang about the outside world, about the Tianshi Mansion that had become Tianshi Taoism, and that there were many believers occupying the north, but the Taoism had not been passed down much, and it might have been
The whereabouts of Heavenly Master Zhang Shuangbai and Taoist Yuchen are still unknown. Perhaps they have not appeared in the long river of time, or they may have appeared two or three hundred years earlier and have passed away.
After listening to this in silence, Mingguang just closed his eyes and sighed softly.
After a long time, he finally spoke: "Everything has a cause and effect. But Feihe and Qingxu are still here, which can be considered as leaving roots for the Tianshi Mansion." After saying this, he smiled.
"As for the Sixth Generation Patriarch actually becoming an immortal in the physical body, it's quite good. I guess the immortal fruit that was originally due to him was finally compensated to him. It's just that he is so crazy and unreasonable."
Being reminded like this, Chen Yuan also frowned.
He was so happy when he saw his master coming back that he forgot this detail for a while. It is indeed impossible for him to become an immortal in the body and still be in a crazy state.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, this is a troubled time. At this critical moment, you should be more cautious."
Chen Yuan pursed her lips tightly, hesitated for a while, and nodded in agreement. The Taoist Master Mingguang in front of him could not alienate the relationship between his master and his disciples, unless there was really a need to be careful.
At this moment, there was a sudden gust of wind blowing outside the door.
Mingguang laughed, "I'm back."
Chen Yuan put down the tea cup and looked back. The door opened silently, and a familiar figure walked in. When he saw Chen Yuan standing up and looking at him, the visitor was stunned for a moment, and then shouted out loud: "Zhen Jun!"
The person who came took two steps, raised his hands and knelt down in worship.