Chapter 277: A Visitor from the Underworld
After a while, Zhiluo arrived.
“Pfft…hahahahaha what is this comb you guys have hahahaha…”
She had heard Nan Zheng's explanation of the whole story on the way, but she never expected the visual effect of this thing to be so impactful. She laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her back.
Xiao Changheng glanced at Nan Zheng and said calmly:
"My subordinates have little experience, so I would like to ask for your guidance."
Southern Expedition:?
No, Your Majesty, what do you mean by that look? It turns out that you didn't make this, so you've forgotten your level, haven't you?
Zhiluo finally stopped laughing, and a hint of cunning suddenly appeared in her eyes.
"Do you really want to learn from me?"
Seeing Xiao Changheng nod, Zhiluo grinned and waved towards Anwu.
There was a faint flash of light, and An Wu changed his hair into a dazzling high bun.
“This is Lingyun bun.”
Dark Five: ...
Zhiluo raised her hand again, a green light flashed, and Anwu changed his hairstyle again.
"This is Wangxian Nine-Branched Bun..."
She looked at the master and his two servants who were in silence, chuckled and continued to raise her hand, and faint lights flashed in the room one after another.
“…This is a samcarana bun!”
"Spirit Snake Bun!"
"Flying bun!"
"Lou Lu Ji!"
"Moon Bun!"
"Yun Jin Xiang Ji!"
"Hanyan Furong Ji..."
"Alright, alright, alright! Miss Zhiluo, please wait a moment," Nan Zheng finally came to his senses, looked at the prince's face, and quickly interrupted, "Can you find a simple demonstration first?"
Zhiluo raised her eyebrows:
"I'm just demonstrating it, right?"
"Ah? No..." Nan Zheng thought she didn't understand, "We want to see how to tie the hair, just the way the princess usually does it..."
Zhiluo burst out laughing:
"That's how I do it. You can do any hairstyle you want just like this~!"
She turned around on the spot, and her hair was replaced with a fancy bun of unknown name.
She turned around again, and her hair bun became exactly the same style as Yun Qingqing's today.
"How can I, a mountain ghost, learn the troublesome hair-combing method of mortals?" Zhiluo said with a smile while playing with a strand of hair.
Xiao Changheng: ...
Southern Expedition: =_=
If I wasn't afraid that the princess would be unhappy, I would really want to send someone to tear down her temple.
Nan Zheng was complaining in his heart when he heard the prince speak coldly:
"Nanzheng, arrange for people to go to Zhiluo Mountain to build another temple."
“……Ah?” Nan Zheng was stunned.
No, this mountain ghost is so evil-minded, but the prince still wants to build a temple for her?
Zhiluo also raised her eyebrows in confusion.
Then Xiao Changheng said slowly:
"Build another land temple, right on the road in front of the mountain temple, and send more people to promote it."
"No way!"
Zhiluo reacted and took a breath:
"I was just joking. Do you have to be so cruel to spend so much money to steal my incense?"
Xiao Changheng sneered, waved his hand and walked out.
Zhiluo quickly chased after him:
"Hey, don't go! We can talk it over. I really don't know how to do it, otherwise I would definitely teach you..."
Nan Zheng and An Wu looked at each other, and listened to the prince's indifferent voice coming from outside:
"If you don't want to be robbed of your incense, that's fine, but you must keep today's events a secret."
"Okay, deal!"
Southward Expedition: ...
Oh, he is worthy of being the prince. He can even control the mountain ghost.
He sighed, shook his head and followed him out.
"Hey, Lord Nanzheng, don't go..." An Wu watched Nanzheng leave the room without looking back, feeling like crying but without the tears.
Help! His hair is so messy, who can untie it?
…
…
At midnight, Yun Qingqing finally finished refining the new willpower that had surged into her body.
These wishes are not just the wishes gained from the Tianming Pavilion on a daily basis, there is also a more powerful part that comes from the thousands of ghosts in the Zhaoyin Flag.
The fact that they can become resentful souls and evil spirits means that the "thoughts" of these souls are thousands of times stronger than those of ordinary people. Therefore, after the resentment is purified, the power of these souls' wishes is also thousands of times stronger than that of ordinary people.
This was like timely relief for Yun Qingqing who had just finished her body training. Her originally empty sea of qi finally felt somewhat full.
She slowly exhaled, opened her eyes, stood up and moved around a few times, then suddenly froze and looked towards the bed.
This room was shared by her and Xiao Changheng. Even if he hadn't gone to bed yet, he should be reading at the table, but he was not in the room now.
It’s so late, where has this person gone?
Yun Qingqing frowned, turned around and walked out of the room. She glanced around and saw purple air lingering in the next room. Only then did she feel relieved.
She thought that this person might be assigning tasks to his subordinates, so she turned around and prepared to go back to her room to sleep.
But as soon as his hand reached for the door handle, he stopped.
Yun Qingqing turned and looked towards the corner of the yard, her pupils gleaming with light, and she whispered:
"There is no one dying here, what are you doing here?"
A low chuckle came from the corner of the wall, and two figures, one white and one black, appeared silently.
"I haven't seen you for a few days. Miss Yun has become more perceptive." Bai Wuchang still had that perfect smile on his face and bowed slightly towards her.
"Miss Yun." Hei Wuchang bowed to her.
"So what are you here for?" Yun Qingqing saw that the two men had no ill intentions and seemed to have come to find her specially, so she couldn't help but feel curious.
"Alas..." Bai Wuchang sighed, "To be honest, Lao Hei and I were doing errands nearby when we sensed the movement here during the day. I didn't expect it was Miss Yun showing off her skills."
"It's a coincidence. We are facing a very difficult problem, so I thought maybe Miss Yun could help me. Of course, I won't let you work in vain."
Yun Qingqing saw that his fake smile that never changed had faded a little. Knowing that the matter was of great importance, she nodded and opened the door:
"Come in and talk."
One man and two ghost messengers entered the room. Bai Wuchang took out a booklet, opened it and scribbled a few times on it.
A few lines of words slowly appeared on the booklet.
He handed the volume of the Book of Life and Death to Yun Qingqing and told her what difficult problems he had encountered.
It turns out that the underworld recently discovered that a strange soul had infiltrated the world of the living at some point in time.
At first they thought that some evil spirit was possessed by a person, so they sent the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demon to capture the evil spirit.
But after the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demons went to check, they came back to report that they didn't find any evil ghosts or vengeful spirits at all, and wondered if the judge had made a mistake.
The judge checked it again and said that it was correct. The debt and bad luck of this soul reached the sky, and it carried an extremely deep obsession. Which living person's soul could be like this?
If a real person were like this, he would have died suddenly long ago.
However, the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demons did not have the authority to access the Book of Life and Death, so this task fell to the Black and White Impermanence.
"Oh, look at our luck. Among so many colleagues, it just happens that we two are free, so we were assigned this task." Bai Wuchang sighed again.
"So we followed the Book of Life and Death to find the spirit, but we discovered that it was indeed a living person, with no signs of possession at all."
"A living person?" Yun Qingqing asked in surprise.
If it is true as the judge said, the possibility of being possessed by an evil spirit is indeed very high, but it is interesting that even the Black and White Impermanence cannot show any signs of possession.
She looked at the book of life and death, and saw a line of birth data written on the page she had opened.
Yun Qingqing counted with her fingers and suddenly froze.
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