Chapter 284 Jinjiang
The true appearance of old Fengdu adopts the structure of ancient cities, with towering walls and moats, which protect the scenes inside the city firmly behind them, preventing people outside the city from peeking.
However, compared with ordinary cities, this place is much more dangerous.
Even if you can ignore the heavy feeling of oppression brought by the skull, the blood river evil spirit under the bridge is real.
The person in charge asked the Taoist priest twice and confirmed that the scene before him was not his hallucination.
"This is not some low-level trick."
The Taoist priest frowned and reached into his arms, but only pulled out a handful of remaining paper ashes.
The yellow talisman he carried with him had already started burning automatically when he arrived at the old Fengdu.
In the end, all that was left was this little bit of ashes.
The Taoist priest showed the embers of the yellow talisman to the person in charge and said, "If it was a trick, it wouldn't be able to do this. Besides, Mr. Yan has personally confirmed that this is Fengdu."
Although the Taoist priest didn't know why Fengdu was divided into new and old, he was willing to believe what Yan Shixun said.
The Taoist priest's words also shattered the last bit of hope held by the person in charge.
He smiled bitterly and shook his head, thinking that although he was experienced, this was his first time to enter a ghost town in person.
The person in charge prepared himself mentally, then took a deep breath and stepped onto the bridge.
When he stepped onto the bridge, the scene before him suddenly changed. It was no longer a wide wooden plank, but a single-plank bridge that could only accommodate one person.
There were no fences on all sides to hold on to, and there was only a narrow, round wooden board underfoot, which made people feel unbalanced and as if they were about to fall.
The person in charge quickly opened his hands and tried to steady himself.
Only then did he understand why Yan Shixun paused for a while before leaving after stepping onto the bridge.
This scene... is really unbearable.
The person in charge wanted to turn back and remind others who had not yet gone up the bridge so that they could be mentally prepared.
But as soon as he turned his head cautiously, he felt his sense of balance declining and his body began to move involuntarily.
He couldn't help but exclaim, and quickly tried to regain his balance, twisting his body left and right in a somewhat awkward manner.
What's worse is that the evil ghosts in the blood river below also noticed this scene and let out shrill laughter that hurt people's ears.
They stretched out their hands, scrambling to catch the falling flesh and blood.
The person in charge just glanced down and felt his head dizzy and buzzing.
For people who have not received professional training, it is very difficult to maintain balance at high altitudes.
Even though people know that if they put the rope on flat ground, they can walk smoothly in a straight line, they can't help but wonder what will happen if they really fall.
That would be the end of being shattered to pieces.
The instinct for survival seemed to have become an obstacle to survival at this moment, causing the person in charge to stiffen his body and not dare to move forward, fearing that if he took a wrong step, he would fall down and become a delicious meal for the evil spirits.
Although the person in charge trusts Yan Shixun, he is not yet to the point of blindly placing all his hopes on Yan Shixun.
This is the legendary ghost town. No matter how powerful Mr. Yan is, that is only for the human world. How can mortals fight against ghosts and gods?
The Taoist priest who had not yet stepped onto the bridge did not know the situation on the bridge. He just looked at the person in charge from behind and saw that he found it strange.
But after Yan Shixun walked calmly across the bridge holding Ye Li's hand, he turned around and found that the person in charge was frozen in the middle of the road in a dilemma.
Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows, glanced under the bridge, and understood.
"Manager, you don't have to worry about anything, just go forward."
Yan Shixun raised his voice and said, "Leave the rest to us, you just need to lift your legs and walk."
After saying that, he turned his head to look at Ye Li.
Yan Shixun didn't need to say much, Ye Li already understood what he was thinking, so he took a step forward, approached the edge of the river bank, and looked down into the blood river.
When he saw those evil spirits clearly, Ye Li frowned and disgust flashed in his eyes.
Even though the existence of the ebony statue and the old Fengdu meant that Ye Li's power here was not as free as it was outside, he was, after all, the ghost god in charge of judgment. He could still see at a glance the good and evil in the souls of those evil ghosts who were drowning in the river of blood and unable to escape.
The huge building of Old Fengdu has stopped operating for thousands of years. No new ghosts come in. Only the evil ghosts who passed by are left, and they are still imprisoned here and tortured.
The evil spirits in the blood river are no exception.
They are all ghosts that have survived thousands of years ago.
Although the evil spirits had never seen the appearance of the new Fengdu, at just a glance at Ye Li, they had already felt the terrifying pressure that was overwhelming them, as if they would be crushed into powder by the mountains in the next moment.
The evil ghosts who had just been laughing and making a fuss were suddenly silent as if their tongues had been cut off. They turned around and dived back into the river of blood, their hideous faces full of fear, fearing that if they were slow, they would be seen through by the unbearable souls and even be killed on the spot.
In a flash, the once noisy, boiling river of blood turned into silence.
Apart from a few bubbles vaguely seen rising and bursting from beneath the water surface, not even a ripple was caused.
The person in charge originally smiled bitterly and thought that the comfort from Yan Shixun, although useless, was better than nothing.
But he didn't expect that the next moment when he thought this, the situation suddenly turned around and his ears became quiet again.
When those evil ghosts saw Yeli, they ran faster than each other, like mice seeing a cat.
The person in charge blinked and lowered his head, and everything was gone.
"this!"
The person in charge was shocked.
He stared blankly at Ye Li, as if only at this moment did he gradually have a concrete understanding of the identity of the Lord of Fengdu.
It's like talking about a thousand tons of gold to a poor person; he simply cannot imagine how huge that amount is.
The same goes for the person in charge.
He had never seen visitors from Fengdu or the underworld, so even though Yan Shixun said in person that Ye Li was the lord of Fengdu, he only had a general impression at first. As for what the concept was, he had no idea.
And now, the person in charge feels that he seems to have vaguely seen the beliefs of the past era of ghosts and gods.
Ye Li raised his eyelashes, glanced at the person in charge indifferently, then turned and walked towards Yan Shixun: "Let's go, Shixun."
This sound suddenly brought back the person in charge's wandering mind, causing him to shake and come back to his senses. Then, taking advantage of the fact that there were no evil spirits to disturb him, he quickly ran across the bridge.
Even until his feet touched solid ground, the person in charge still felt his legs going weak and his heart pounding.
Yan Shixun quickly picked up the person in charge and prevented him from stumbling and falling to the ground.
"How is it, Director? Is it more exciting than the roller coaster or glass plank road you usually ride in the amusement park?"
Yan Shixun's eyes were filled with smiles, and he looked relaxed, not taking the danger of the moment to heart at all. He was in the mood to joke with the person in charge: "Next time the special department is recruiting, you can consider adding this item to the welfare benefits."
"Five social insurances and one housing fund, flexible working hours, and recreational activities included."
Yan Shixun shrugged: "That's why my master never took me to an amusement park. When I was young, my classmates laughed at me for not having been to an amusement park. So I went home and asked my master what an amusement park was. Then my master took me to exorcise the ghosts."
After thinking for a while, he added: "It's even called a haunted house."
Person in charge: “…”
Master Chengyun is also very strong in this aspect. This is the supreme haunted house!
Others have to pay to play in a fake haunted house, unlike Mr. Chengyun, who charges money to take his children to a real haunted house, and his world of play is instantly opened up.
The person in charge looked at Yan Shixun with a complicated expression that was hard to describe, but the meaning revealed in his eyes clearly showed that Yan Shixun's cognition was really outrageous.
But after being interrupted by Yan Shixun, the person in charge's nervous mood actually eased down. After thinking about it again, it seemed to make some sense?
Person in charge: ...Actually, I still don’t understand until now what magic Mr. Yan has. Why do I always feel that everything Mr. Yan says is right?
Yan Shixun let go of the hand that was supporting the person in charge and looked across the bridge.
Because they didn't know the situation on the other side of the bridge, the person in charge led the way and was the first to walk over. The rest of the rescue team members were still behind, and the Taoist priest was the last one to cover the rear to prevent any emergencies.
After the person in charge, Yan Shixun also knew what factors would interfere with ordinary people, so he stood on the other side of the bridge to calm them down one by one, so that the rescue team could walk across the bridge with peace of mind.
Even though these usually strong men had made sufficient mental preparation, they still couldn't help but feel weak in the knees when they came into such close contact with the evil spirits.
If you take a wrong step and fall off the bridge, you will become a meal for the evil spirits. It is even more terrifying than a quick death!
The person in charge propped up his legs and took a short rest. Looking at the timidity of the rescue team members, he couldn't help but laugh at himself and shook his head, muttering to himself: "How can an ordinary person fight against ghosts and gods..."
His voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible amid the conversation between Yan Shixun and the rescue team members.
But the King of Hell, who was standing quietly by the side waiting, still caught his voice with his sharp ears.
The King of Hell tilted his head slightly to look at the person in charge, put the folding fan to his lips and pondered, his eyes full of smiles.
"The person in charge."
When the King of Hell called him, the person in charge shuddered unconsciously, with a chill rising from his soul.
——No matter who it is, no one can stand it if the King of Hell calls out to him from behind.
"How can a mortal fight against a ghost or a god... Isn't there one standing right in front of you?"
The King of Hell chuckled and pointed at Ye Li with his folding fan: "That person over there questioned the heaven and earth as a mortal back then."
Since ancient times, there have been ways to become a god or a saint, but in essence, there are only a few.
Either they were born and raised by nature and have been immortals since they had consciousness, or they practiced Taoism to seek immortality and became immortals through the arrival of purple air from the east, or they were loved by the people, and the power of offerings and incense gave them enough power to become immortals, so they moved heaven and earth and were canonized on the spot.
But it is rare to find people like Ye Li who resist heaven and earth and never give in.
There is no need to let it go, no need to be obedient, and it is even more impossible to accept your fate.
The tens of thousands of innocent ordinary people who died in that city became the general's obsession.
He wanted the people to be able to avenge themselves, settle the cause and effect, and then be reborn without any worries, forgetting the pain of this life, and being human again in the next life.
But heaven and earth will not allow it.
——Because the death was too tragic, the people were unwilling to accept the fate and even after death, they turned into ghosts and refused to leave the city.
The ghosts cried day and night, cursing God for being blind and for not letting good people live long.
But the Dao remained silent and did not waver in the slightest.
Those ghosts were judged to have fallen into evil spirits because of the obsession and anger that remained in their souls.
The King of Hell was familiar with the style of the former Fengdu, so a thousand years ago, when he learned of the massacre, he immediately rushed to the battlefield where corpses were already everywhere.
But it was still a step too slow.
At that time, the Emperor of Beiyin Fengdu determined that those ghosts were evil ghosts and should be imprisoned and punished.
When you are willing to accept death and no longer have any resentment, then you can start thinking about reincarnation.
But this wait may very likely be hundreds or even thousands of years.
The King of Hell watched all this happen but could do nothing.
The underworld is already superior to Fengdu, so how can it disobey the judgment that Fengdu has already issued?
It seemed that all he could do was sigh and try his best to fight for a relatively happy afterlife for these people who died in vain.
But the general, with tears and blood in his eyes, asked him hoarsely: I kill you and still ask you to be grateful, and I don't allow you to have even the slightest resentment towards death, what kind of logic is this!
The King of Hell was helpless and wanted to persuade him. After all, Fengdu was too high up to do anything about it, not to mention a mortal like the general. Even ghosts, gods, and the great Dao were powerless.
The general sneered: "I will fight for this morality! If the Northern Yin Fengdu Emperor believes that no matter what you have suffered in life, you are not allowed to resent death, otherwise you will be an evil ghost, then I want to try, if the Northern Yin Fengdu Emperor himself dies, will he have the same idea!
The King of Hell was stunned, but unable to stop it. He could only watch as the general led 100,000 ghost soldiers to Fengdu.
He felt upset about this for a long time, thinking that this warrior who fought to protect the people until his death would die under Fengdu and become another brick in the moat of Fengdu, demonstrating the power of Fengdu and deterring other ghosts and gods.
But I didn’t expect…
The King of Hell tapped the folding fan in his hand gently. He lowered his eyes slightly, and a smile appeared on his lips. "Because there is injustice in the world, he is filled with grief and indignation, so he rebels against heaven and earth, and never accepts death obediently... He has proved that he is right and has greater power, so even the great way of heaven and earth has to make way for him."
Fengdu recognized the way of Yeli, so after the death of the original Beiyin Fengdu Emperor, a new Fengdu, representing the way of Yeli, rose from the ground, replaced the old Fengdu, and replanned the rules of yin and yang and life and death.
He was dissatisfied with the rules and rebelled against them.
So he became the rule maker.
Moreover, because the Tao of Yeli surpassed that of the old Fengdu, another authority that originally did not belong to Fengdu was also separated from the Tao and given to Yeli.
Fengdu once stood in the land of death, in charge of all deaths. Even the underworld and the city god were as small as ants in front of such a behemoth as Fengdu.
If you don't obey orders, your only fate is to be crushed into powder by Fengdu.
But after Yeli, everything was different.
As the new Lord of Fengdu, Ye Li is in charge of death and judgment, and has the power to judge all the living and dead souls in the world.
But the new Fengdu gave half of the power of death to other parties.
From then on, Fengdu and the underworld became two parties that checked and balanced each other.
The fate of a soul after death is no longer decided by one party. If the ghost is dissatisfied, it can seek another judgment from Fengdu.
Yeli took the initiative to retreat. It was obvious that Fengdu was the real ghost capital that was born together with heaven and earth, but the underworld became more widely known and became the existence most often seen by living people in the world.
Many people only know about the underworld but not Fengdu.
The King of Hell was also very surprised by Ye Li's actions and didn't understand why Ye Li would do this. Could it be that the general became a ghost in human form and was unfamiliar with the affairs of ghosts and gods, so he made a wrong judgment?
But after a long time, the King of Hell, standing above hell, suddenly understood what Ye Li had done back then.
Fengdu gave up power, so the dead were able to be reborn.
The era when the Great Emperor of Beiyin Fengdu could handle matters alone is gone forever.
Under this circumstance, ghosts have the opportunity to seek justice.
The ghosts who were killed by villains and died in vain are full of resentment and obsession. They want to take one last look at their relatives and loved ones. Even after death, they want to avenge themselves and make those who killed them get the punishment they deserve.
They are unwilling to die and they resent death, but this is by no means a reason to simply classify them as evil spirits and throw them into the Fengdu prison.
Cause and effect have their own cycle.
The murderer, the ghost takes revenge.
This is the end of cause and effect.
If the living world doesn’t judge, then the underworld will. If the underworld doesn’t judge, then Fengdu will.
This is the situation that Ye Li wants to see.
——If a ghost like Lan Ze was tortured to death, should he be grateful for death, forget his hatred for the murderer, and go to reincarnation with a smile?
If Lan Ze retaliates and kills the murderer, he will be classified as an evil ghost and thrown into hell. Then, how is the ghost who makes such a judgment different from the second murderer?
Fengdu judges cause and effect, while the underworld judges sins.
When the two are added together, there will be no more unjust cases in death.
It was a thousand years later that the King of Hell understood the overall situation that Ye Li had set up a thousand years ago. It was also at that moment that he saw the subtle tenderness beneath the indifference of ghosts and gods.
When the words of the person in charge triggered his thoughts, the King of Hell even had an urge. He wanted to tell the person in charge and all the living people that there was once a ghost god who did something shocking to seek justice for them after death.
That is something that even the King of Hell, who is also a ghost, would never think of, let alone do.
Just as the man who owns a mountain of gold gives away all his wealth, the man who holds all power disperses his power.
How could ghosts and gods do such things?
However, Yeli did it.
He didn't tell anyone, even the ghosts and gods were kept in the dark. If they hadn't been paying attention to Fengdu's movements, they wouldn't have even noticed this delicate and long-lasting tenderness.
The King of Hell seemed to understand why the Great Dao chose Yeli.
"I heard that a certain guy is kind and generous. How about being more generous?"
Yan Wang gently touched his lips with his white and clean fingers, and his smile had a beautiful curve.
Ye Li, who was originally looking at Yan Shixun, frowned, turned his head and looked at Yan Wang with disgust, which clearly showed the meaning of "what bad ideas have you got again".
The King of Hell pointed at himself and said, "It's been thousands of years, and I'm still single. Even that little idiot has been single for more than 20 years. Your exorcist has made him lose the desire for love. Is this considered the karma of your exorcist?"
"I don't want much."
The King of Hell said straightforwardly: "To untie the bell, you must find the person who tied it, Yan Shixun..."
"roll!"
Before the King of Hell could finish his words, Ye Li raised his hand, and a gust of wind rose from his wide sleeves, which directly wrapped up the King of Hell and threw him backwards, as if he was out of sight, out of mind.
Although the King of Hell knew about Ye Li's feelings for Yan Shixun, he originally just wanted to test whether Ye Li had the possibility of hurting Yan Shixun, but he did not expect Ye Li to become so furious.
Caught off guard, the King of Hell was blown up by the strong wind and rushed straight back.
Then, there was a loud “bang!”
The person in charge looked on in amazement, only to see that the city gate, which had been tightly closed, was slowly opening a small crack.
The King of Hell squatted outside the gate with his hands covering his head. His originally tall and elegant figure like a pine tree or a crane now curled up into a ball. His beautiful eyes were filled with tears, sparkling, and looked so pitiful.
Does it sound good? If it sounds good, it's a good start.
The person in charge was silent for a moment.
At this time, everyone had already passed the bridge one after another. The last Taoist priest had just been helped down by Yan Shixun when Yan Shixun heard a loud noise suddenly coming from behind. He couldn't help but look back, and then his eyes widened in surprise.
"Zhang Wubing, what are you doing?"
Yan Shixun: "...Do you think you are a door-knocking stone?"
"You are indeed the same person as that little idiot. Otherwise, he should be called Zhang Wubing and you should be called Zhang Youbing."
Yan Shixun glanced at the King of Hell with disdain. At this moment, he suddenly felt that even if Zhang Wubing was the reincarnation of the King of Hell's residual soul, he would not feel any distance from him.
This guy is still the same little fool who used to cry and hug his thighs, so stupid and not smart at all.
——It’s a good thing that the King of Hell didn’t rush over to hug his thighs and smear his snot and tears on him.
The King of Hell sensed the obvious disdain in Yan Shixun's eyes and remained silent for a moment.
...Is this my own idea? Go ask your family member what he just did!
"Although my reputation as a god was ruined a hundred years ago, I am still a former King of Hell. Can you please respect me a little?"
The King of Hell looked at Ye Li expressionlessly, with deep resentment in his eyes: "Have you ever seen anyone use the King of Hell to open the door?"
Ye Li turned his eyes away indifferently: "My home."
Yama:"…………"
However, thanks to the headbutt from the King of Hell just now, Yan Shixun no longer had to worry about the city gate.
Although there are no ghosts or gods living in the old Fengdu any longer, its influence still remains.
For ordinary people, it is still quite difficult.
It would be fine if it was Yan Shixun alone, but now there are official leaders and others, so he also has to consider them in advance.
Yan Shixun, whose attention was mostly focused on the official leader and his group, did not notice the tension between Yan Wang and Ye Li.
However, the official person in charge looked at the King of Hell on the left and at Yeli on the right, and finally felt that these were all ghosts and gods from the past.
After confirming it, he actually breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a sense of security as if his feet were finally touching solid ground.
Then, the official responsible person realized something else.
From the conversation between the two people just now, which was not hidden from others, the person in charge realized that these two people have lived for thousands of years, which means that these two people have a far more complete and huge heritage than any other exorcist in the world.
The person in charge's eyes lit up instantly - doesn't that mean that these two people know about many historical books and Taoist classics that have been lost due to the passage of time and wars!
This is simply a walking library!
It’s still out of print!
The person in charge looked at the King of Hell with eyes that were shining like a hungry wolf seeing meat.
Seeing this look, the King of Hell couldn't help but tremble his shoulders, wondering and bewildered, how could the person in charge, an ordinary stranger, be so creepy?
The King of Hell could never have imagined that he was being treated as a mobile library.
However, no matter how excited the person in charge is, now is not a good time to ask.
He could only regretfully suppress his excitement, following closely beside the King of Hell and walking towards the old Fengdu gate with everyone else.
Yan Wang fell into deep thought: The person in charge was obviously wary of him just now, why is he like this now? Is he trying to find him to inquire about the affairs of Yeli?
Thinking of this, the King of Hell raised his head and looked at the two people walking in front.
Yan Shixun and Ye Li interlocked their arms and walked towards the gate of the old Fengdu in a natural and calm manner.
No matter who it was, no one panicked or retreated.
Yan Shixun placed his hand on the heavy, bloody door and rejected Ye Li's offer to do it for him.
He took a deep breath, then his eyes became fierce, and a powerful force burst out in an instant, and the door was slowly pushed open with a heavy muffled sound.
The two men each pushed open a door, and accompanied by a loud rumbling sound, the scene hidden behind the heavy door slowly appeared before everyone's eyes.
This is... the scene of the evil ghost hell.
Even the King of Hell, who once suppressed the Eighteen Levels of Hell, couldn't help but clench his folding fan and hold his breath after seeing the scene in the city clearly.
The King of Hell had never entered Fengdu. No matter whether it was the old or new Fengdu before or after the war, it was not a place for someone of his status to go.
Fengdu, which is independent of the world, has never been under the supervision of the Great Dao. It is entirely the territory of the Lord of Fengdu.
Any ghost or god who breaks in at will will be regarded as a provocation by the Lord of Fengdu. Even if they are killed on the spot, the Great Dao will not be able to say anything.
Thousands of years ago, the King of Hell did not like the actions of the Emperor of Fengdu in the Northern Yin Dynasty. He hated the so-called pure death in Fengdu and the idea that one must not be tainted by sin and hatred, so he never approached Fengdu.
After that battle, Yeli became the lord of Fengdu, and the King of Hell also knew that there was no need for him to get close to Fengdu because both sides would do their respective duties well.
It was not until this time that the King of Hell saw the scenery of the old Fengdu for the first time.
——Behind the heavy door, there are evil spirits imprisoned everywhere.
Fengdu is the proof of the path that Fengdu Emperor adheres to, so the specific scenes of Fengdu also change accordingly.
And under the rule of the King of Fengdu that "one must not harbor resentment towards the dead, otherwise one will be treated as an evil ghost", the old Fengdu was filled with ghosts who were ordinary people in their previous lives.
Some of them were just honest farmers who worked from sunrise to sunset in their previous lives. However, because they fought with their neighbors for land, their neighbors poisoned and killed their entire family and seized their property. As a result, they held a grudge and were labeled as evil ghosts by the old Fengdu and imprisoned in the old Fengdu.
Some were vendors who made a living by doing small business, and were trampled to death in the street because they angered the powerful.
There were also girls from decent families who were forced into prostitution. Unable to bear it, they hanged themselves at noon in red clothes and red shoes, full of resentment, and vowed to turn into evil ghosts and return for revenge.
…
These ghosts were all regarded as evil ghosts by the old Fengdu and were banished here because of the resentment and obsession in their souls.
Later, when the old Fengdu fell, in order to prevent the evil spirits from escaping, these ghosts were also wrapped up and sunk into the Baizhi Lake together.
The old Fengdu has become a prison for these "evil ghosts", but all the ghost catchers have disappeared without a trace and no one knows where they have gone.
All over the city, there were only wailing and crying, and evil spirits were everywhere. In the old streets and alleys, people recalled all their past experiences before and after death with resentment.
Even after a thousand years, the evil ghost still cannot get over his own death.
Even if some evil ghosts are finally wiped out of all their emotions and resentment by the endless prison, leaving only a numb and empty shell of the soul, empty inside and without any spirit, there is no ghost catcher to let them go.
What everyone saw was the bloody corpses all over the streets, the crazy ghosts roaring and laughing and screaming, and the skeletons burning with candlelight in the red lanterns hung everywhere.
Even Ye Li couldn't help but frown.
As the lord of Fengdu, he could naturally see what kind of "sins" were recorded in the souls of these so-called evil ghosts.
But compared to the truly heinous and cruel evil ghosts who have committed countless crimes, these ghosts are mostly souls who have experienced the same things as Jiang Yanran and Lan Ze.
If they were left in Ye Li's hands, these souls would have paid off their remaining karma long after death and would have been able to reincarnate.
However, these ghosts who died thousands of years ago are trapped here and cannot be reborn for thousands of years...
Ye Li frowned, and rage surged up in his heart again, as if he had returned to the moment when he made up his mind on the battlefield a thousand years ago.
"Ye Li, is this the scene you have seen?"
After being shocked, Yan Shixun finally regained his consciousness slowly. His voice was a little hoarse: "Thousands of years ago, it was this kind of scene that made you determined to fight for the souls of countless people?"
Ye Li was silent for a moment, then he barely suppressed his anger, not wanting his ferocious and sharp side to hurt Yan Shixun.
"A thousand years ago, I did not enter the old Fengdu."
Ye Li said in a deep voice: "Although I defeated Beiyin Fengdu, for me, it was just to seek justice. Since the goal has been achieved, why should I step into other people's cities like those guys who massacred the city?"
As for the old Fengdu, the strategy adopted by Yeli at that time was to let it fend for itself.
From the moment Ye Li ascended the throne of ghosts and gods, he sensed the heaven and earth. Naturally, he knew that since the new Fengdu had left, the old Fengdu would naturally perish. The heaven and earth would take action, and he didn't need to worry about it anymore.
The old and the new alternate, the world changes, it's nothing more than this.
The universe is ever-changing, that is why it is constant.
Thousands of years ago, Yeli simply confined the old Fengdu to its original location, not allowing it to continue to spread around, and then turned and left, allowing the old Fengdu to disappear between heaven and earth.
However, the ghost messenger who was supposed to continue to supervise and deal with the ghosts in the old Fengdu after the death of the Emperor of Beiyin Fengdu had disappeared early.
When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter.
Some ghost officials have no loyalty to Beiyin Fengdu. They are also evil ghosts in disguise. How can they compare with the 100,000 soldiers of Xinfengdu after they were given the job?
Those ghost officials fled in all directions, trying to return to the human world.
However, they did not expect that Yeli had already suppressed the southwest with the Fengdu Seal early on, not allowing the evil ghosts to escape. Therefore, those ghost officials thought that without the supervision of ghosts and gods, they could go to the human world to make money and kill people at will, but before they could succeed, they were blocked in the southwest.
Once those ghost messengers left the old Fengdu, they came into the sight of heaven and earth, and were therefore ruthlessly exterminated, leaving no chance of survival before they could continue to harm the human world.
Jiufengdu sensed the crisis.
After all, it was once the residence of ghosts and gods. This city, which was built because of the Taoism of the Great Emperor Beiyin Fengdu, also has its own power. Therefore, the old Fengdu chose to find a shelter and submerge itself in it.
As a result, no one has ever actually entered the old Fengdu ghost city for thousands of years.
It was not until now that the King of Hell opened the gate of old Fengdu that this scene of evil spirits' purgatory was seen by everyone.
Ye Li sighed silently and said to Yan Shixun: "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have left the former Fengdu with any chance of rebellion."
The gentleness that ghosts and gods once had was trampled upon and wasted.
Yan Shixun shook his head slowly and did not blame Ye Li for his preparation.
He has no habit of looking to the past; his sights are always on the future.
There is no point in dwelling on what has already happened. Only by finding a solution can there be a possibility of survival.
But because of this, Yan Shixun remembered what Master Bai had said before.
The ghost catcher who taught the ghost show to the ancestor of the Bai family was undoubtedly the old Fengdu ghost catcher.
But no matter what the ghost messenger did or what Master Tingbai said, the ghost messenger did not seem to be the evil ghost messenger of the old Fengdu as described by Ye Li, but a ghost official who was truly loyal to the old Fengdu.
What did the ghost messenger do after bidding farewell to the Bai ancestor?
The old Fengdu was like this, but the ghost knew it clearly. Since the ghost was thinking about the old Fengdu, he should find a way to save the current situation.
Thinking of this, Yan Shixun frowned and pondered, took a step closer and stepped into the old Fengdu city.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a flash of white light passing through the corner of his eyes.
Yan Shixun only felt that a familiar figure was walking past him.
He looked up instinctively, but the next moment, he froze on the spot, his eyes slowly widened, and shock filled his handsome face.
“Master!”
The man was dressed in white. He walked lightly on the street covered with blood and bones, his robe fluttering behind him like a crane spreading its wings in the swirling mist.
The wailing of evil spirits all over the place could not affect that man in the slightest.
He seemed to have heard the voice, and glanced sideways with a smile.
But in the next moment, it disappeared around the corner again.
Yan Shixun subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to keep the man.
But at this moment, there was a loud "boom!"
Everyone felt the ground beneath their feet shaking violently, as if a major earthquake had occurred.
They turned around in astonishment, only to find that the door they had just passed through had closed automatically.
Not only that, the loud noise was not made by the heavy door, but by the entire wall made of skulls. It was shaking and collapsing, and the skulls collided with each other, making a "crackling" sound.
Immediately, the skull was shattered, and the towering city wall that reached the sky and the earth collapsed down with the strong wind.
The old Fengdu gate collapsed completely.
The exit was buried under millions of skulls and could never be found again.
Behind the ruins was pitch-black, bottomless darkness, and no one knew where it led.
Ye Li reacted quickly, and the black fog immediately spread rapidly from under his feet to the surroundings, covering everyone. No one was hit by the skeletons and was hurt at all.
A skull rolled out from the pile of skeletons, rolled over and stopped at the feet of the crowd.
Everyone looked down and found that the incomplete skull seemed to be smiling.
A smile of relief at last.
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