Chapter 86 Kaifeng Weird Things

If Tarona were here, she would definitely say what a coincidence.

She meets Yaya, and Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang meet Yaya's mother, and things really get more and more interesting.

Both mother and daughter died. How could such a coincidence happen in this world? It was a pity that she had already plunged into the Gobi Desert to dig sand, otherwise she would not have missed this wonderful drama.

It was very strange. Tarona had thought that the desert was vast and sparsely populated, so there shouldn't be many deaths. Even if there were, they should be concentrated near the oases. Who knew that she passed by several oases in succession and didn't see a single evil spirit, but a large group of evil spirits appeared in the heart of the desert where there were no oases.

The saying "poor mountains and bad waters produce unruly people" is quite appropriate here.

Fortunately, the desert is vast and sparsely populated. These evil spirits, who looked like barbarian warriors in their previous lives, only had time to devour a few bandit organizations wandering in the oasis. They were never satisfied and followed the scent of living people to come here, targeting a caravan that had just returned from the Western Regions.

"Ghost! It's a ghost!"

The evil spirits were floating in the air, their shapes blurry, and the merchant who first spotted them was so frightened that he fainted.

Just when the caravan king drew his weapon and prepared to fight to the death, Tarona, wrapped in the second unleashed hellfire, smashed straight down to the earth with a devastating force.

—Space-based strike, boy!

Boom!

The flat desert instantly turned into a sunken basin, with yellow sand flying all over the sky. The evil spirits that were extremely terrifying and ferocious a second ago, eating people like chewing chicken bones, all screamed heartbreakingly, struggling in vain in the sudden explosion of hellfire. After experiencing the pain of all the innocent people who died in their hands, they finally turned into a handful of ashes in despair.

These ashes were not wasted; they collected the fire of hell and laid it on the blood-red soil of hell, becoming the path under the feet of the Lord of Hell.

The flames that could easily burn souls, after a full meal, now circulated around the woman in black contentedly and docilely. They were like civet slaves in the corridor, showing off their strength and cleverness in front of their master.

The merchants and guards were trembling with fear as they held their weapons and prepared to fight to the death. They thought they would die here today. Blood was still flowing from the mouths of those evil spirits, and some of them even had fresh human hands and feet in their hands. They thought this was their end.

Who knew that a huge fire would fall from the sky, instantly destroying the large group of evil spirits!

From the flames falling from the sky to their rapid shrinking, the whole process took only a few blinks of an eye. Life or death, it changes so quickly.

"Your Excellency, no, Immortal..."

The caravan leader stood out from behind the cart with trembling legs and weak hands, and put on a smile subconsciously, but it was stiff and forced, and his eyes were already filled with awe and shock.

The fairy, to whom even fire surrendered, only gave him a look, a look that looked down upon all living things with a ruthless and indifferent look. This look was very similar to the statues of gods carved on the cliffs that he had seen in the Western Regions.

The locals told him that this was a god from heaven, who had helped the people here and imparted divine knowledge to them. But before people had a chance to offer sacrifices to him, he turned and left.

Perhaps he went to help other living beings, or perhaps, saving people was just a spur of the moment thought.

People say that God is merciful, but that is just what people say. How many people in this world can confidently explain what God looks like?

Therefore, people must fear God because God is unknowable.

God is unknowable.

Only then did the caravan leader deeply understand the meaning of this sentence.

With just this one look, before the caravan leader could stammer out the rest of the words, the immortal with an indifferent expression turned into sparks and disappeared on the spot.

Like a dream.

Mortals can grasp nothing and can only stare blankly at the flying yellow sand in despair.

The caravan leader touched his pounding heart, and after being stunned for a while, he was filled with ecstasy.

immortal!

He saw a god!

The gods saved them!

Oh, God! This is a great event that will bring honor to our family if we tell anyone about it!

But after the ecstasy, the caravan leader calmed down again. Even if he told the truth and there were testimonies from his team members, would anyone believe him?

At this time, they did not know that before they returned to the Song Dynasty, the news of the gods' coming to the world had spread to the ends of the earth.

The gods who will soon shock the world have followed the traces left by the evil spirits and successfully found the fragments buried deep under the yellow sand.

The desert is nice; you don't have to worry about setting fires and hurting innocent people.

While rolling the fireball to blow up the pit, Tarona complained to Theseus: "It feels like I came to this world just to dig pits."

The damn fragments just kept drilling into the ground!

There is only the center of the earth below, no hell!

Theseus thought about it and raised the corners of his lips silently.

…

I saw the female ghost last night and arrived in Nanxiang this morning.

Bai Yutang supported himself on the tree with one hand and covered his stomach with the other. His face was pale and he looked as if he wanted to vomit but couldn't.

Zhan Zhao was no less miserable. He was right behind him, leaning against a tree with his hands folded, his eyes tightly closed, his stomach twitching and surging, his face still as pale as ever.

There is a reason why humans cannot fly.

Although a journey of three or four days could be completed in half an evening, if they were asked to choose again, they would rather ride day and night.

After a long pause, their faces finally returned to normal. Master Wu shook his sleeves, but he still felt wet.

He exhaled a foul breath and asked, "Cat, where is the female ghost?"

Zhan Zhao shook his head: "I don't know. When she fell down just now, she disappeared without a trace."

Bai Yutang frowned: "That's not good. I always feel that...she will eat people."

Last night, the female ghost looked between the two of them, her eyes were greedy and real, as if she wanted to devour them alive. He felt a chill down his spine, and his knife was a finger's width away.

But she seemed to be afraid of something. When she was flying with him and Zhan Zhao, she kept a distance from them, as if if she got closer to them, some invisible thing on them would hurt her.

Bai Yutang guessed that it was either the murderous aura of a martial artist or the abundance of yang energy, or the cat had been with Lord Bao for too long and had been infected with his righteous spirit.

It should be the latter. Doesn't the story say that monsters and ghosts like fools with plenty of yang energy the most? Yang energy should be a great tonic in their eyes.

...You can't completely believe what is written in the storybook, as it is all made up by people.

Thinking of this, Wu Ye began to regret why he didn't read more Taoist books or Buddhist scriptures at the beginning? Maybe he could have read the books and dealt with the female ghost who was drooling over him and Zhan Zhao like they were pieces of meat.

Bai Yutang has always been unable to hide his thoughts and feelings in front of his friends and family. As soon as Zhan Zhao saw his changing expression, he knew what he was thinking and couldn't help laughing: "Brother Bai, don't think about it. We have neither experience in Taoism nor magic weapons. We can't control the ghosts."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure suddenly flashed in his mind.

It was the woman in black who fell from the sky that day.

He still clearly remembered that the other person had long hair like the clear sky, but those deep red eyes were more scorching than fire, and if you looked at them for too long, your soul would tremble with fear.

Is she here for the ghost?

Everyone says that Lord Bao has the great ability to interrogate criminals during the day and at night, but Zhan Zhao, who is Bao's right-hand man, knows best that the so-called interrogation during the day and at night is just a means to scare criminals, and is not worth telling to outsiders.

Zhan Zhao has lived for nearly thirty years, and last night was the first time in his life that he saw a real ghost, not a ghost disguised by the evil thoughts in people's hearts.

There really are ghosts in this world, but when did they appear and why did they appear now?

Zhan Zhao had no idea. He couldn't guess the reason, just like he had been thinking about it for several days but couldn't reconcile the fairy tales in his memory with the woman who manipulated fire.

Maybe Mr. Bao knows?

Once this thought came to my mind, it took root in my heart.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his master might really know something. Apart from anything else, his master was a scholar of Longtu University and had profound knowledge. He would definitely be able to recognize who that woman was.

But now is not the time to talk about that.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang walked out of the dense woods and looked at the tall city gate in front of them. Their hearts sank at the same time.

The female ghost said that the person who killed her was in Nanxiang County, and she... was bitten to death by the evil ghost.

…

The Yi family was well-known in Nanxiang County. Mr. Yi was kind and generous, and had helped the poor and the needy many times. Jingzhou had suffered two severe droughts, and Mr. Yi almost spent all his wealth twice, but he gave porridge to save people without asking for a penny, saving countless lives.

When the emperor heard about it, he bestowed a golden plaque with the words "Home of Benevolence" on the family and also granted special permission for Yi Ke, the son of Mr. Yi, to be appointed as the magistrate of Yang County.

This is a great gift from heaven!

Nanxiang Tongpan Li Da Ren and Yi Yuanwai were good friends, and later they became even closer by marrying their only daughter, Li Hengniang, to Yi Ke. After they got married, they loved each other very much, and within two years they had a lovely daughter, named Yi Zhen, which naturally means the apple of the eye.

This should have been a beautiful story, but who knew that things would not go as planned.

Mr. Yi and Mrs. Yi just learned of their granddaughter's death last night. They were so grief-stricken that they could not express in words. The two old people looked much older overnight.

In the early morning light, they held the tablet that contained their granddaughter's soul, tears in their eyes, wondering whether they should tell their in-laws about this.

Li Tongpan's love for his grandson was no different from theirs.

The two old men had not yet decided whether to come and inform the emperor today, but a familiar carriage had already arrived at the city gate.

That was Yi Ke's carriage, and the guards at the city gate had already recognized it.

They were not supposed to arrive until tomorrow.

The coachman greeted the guard familiarly. The scar on his face did not look ferocious, but instead made him look more honest.

This scar was originally left for the purpose of protecting his master.

Yi Ke, who was a very amiable county magistrate, did not open the curtains of the carriage this time and chatted with the guards at the city gate. They were not surprised and just thought that the young county magistrate Yi and his family were tired from the long journey.

The Yi family had a simple family tradition, and the same was true for Yi Ke, the county magistrate. Every time he brought his wife and daughter back to visit his parents, he traveled light, with only a coachman and two guards.

The carriage was quiet, with only two people sitting inside, a man and a woman.

The man was naturally Yi Ke, but he sat down with his head down and did not move.

The woman was not Li Tongpan's only daughter, Li Hengniang, but an extremely beautiful, even somewhat enchanting woman.

She was wearing a lotus-pink silk skirt, and anyone with a sharp eye could tell at a glance that it was made of priceless Sichuan brocade, or a brocade woven with patterns. The wide skirt was woven with a circle of bean-sized pearls, and on each of her two wrists, which were exposed from her sleeves, she wore a gold bracelet and an ice-cold jade bracelet.

But the most expensive and eye-catching thing is the flower crown on her head.

Not only was the crown made of pure silver, the flowers and leaves inlaid on the crown were also pinched out bit by bit by kneading gold with a little bit of brass. The largest flower was actually inlaid with a round blue-black pearl.

But all her clothes, headgear and jewelry could not be worn without a fortune.

Yi Ke's wife, Li Hengniang, the only daughter of a prefectural magistrate, did not have such a demeanor.

This woman was none other than the concubine Yi Ke had taken in three months ago. Her name was Zhi Ji and she was said to be a star in a theatre troupe.

For this concubine, Mr. Yi and Mrs. Yi wrote letters to him for more than a month to scold him, but Yi Ke, who had always been filial and polite, refused to send Zhiji away no matter what.

Finally, it was Li Hengniang who wrote a letter that persuaded the two old people. They also felt more and more that their son was not worthy of such a virtuous daughter-in-law, and their faces blushed every time they met Li Tongpan.

And the scene in the carriage was exactly in line with what Mr. Yi and Old Madam Yi had said - a demon was brought in!

Zhi Ji couldn't let go of the flower crown on her head. She didn't even look at her husband. She looked at the empty space in the carriage and smiled charmingly: "Are you hungry? Good children, don't worry... When night falls, go and eat the most important official in this city first. Without this official to protect you, the people in this city... Hahahaha, you can eat them all!"

And she...

Zhiji placed her two white jade-like hands in front of her eyes and turned them over and over again, becoming more and more happy the more she looked.

She loves money, but she loves beauty even more.

Thanks to this gem...

What evil ghosts, what humans and ghosts are separated, they are clearly her money rakes!

The more people they eat, the more money she will have, and the more beautiful she will become!

Zhi Ji looked up at Yi Ke with a look of condescension, her lips full of sarcasm: "You ignorant man, if I didn't rely on you to knock on the door of that high official, I would have fed you to my children long ago."

Thinking of those two bastards who were so ignorant of their own life and actually wanted to steal her pearl, Zhiji's anger rose again.

Bang!

Yi Ke turned his head away like a puppet after being slapped by her, and a thread of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Zhi Ji was still not satisfied: "Don't worry, even if you die, you will never see those two bastards again! You three will never see each other again in this lifetime..."

As she spoke, she smiled happily again.

Yi Ke's face twitched a few times as he turned his head away after being hit. His hollow eyes moved with difficulty and a tear rolled down the corner of his eye.

He was still conscious, but his body was no longer his own.

Yi Ke regretted it so much. He regretted that he had shown compassion that time and believed the woman's lies about singing to save her father!

He had often wondered these days, if he had not handed over the five taels of silver at that time, would his wife and daughter be able to live well?

His Heng Niang, his Ya Ya...

Does the sky have eyes?

God is blind!

Under the clear blue sky, the silent heaven could not hear the regret and despair of mortals. The carriage shakily entered the city, bringing in a group of hungry evil spirits.

They crouch in the shadows of the houses and alleys, staring greedily at every living person who passes by. Their smelly saliva drips from their fangs, corroding the blue bricks and black tiles with a sizzling sound.

Almost there.

They made a low, hoarse growl.

The sun will set soon.