Wei Jiao looked at the scene before him, somewhat puzzled.
She got a little lost late at night. The city lord's mansion was dark, and the roads were winding and twisting. She couldn't tell which way was which. She found her way here by following Qingye's faint aura. Speaking of which, the aura of the underworld messengers was so weak that it was almost undetectable.
She pushed open the door and entered the courtyard. Around the messy tables and chairs lay...water snakes, carp, shrimp, and toads, all quite large and smelling fishy. She turned her head with some disgust, walked around the scattered things, and stood in front of Qingye: "Is this the River God of the Han River? What happened here?"
"You're the one who's talking, coming so late. I found a nest of monsters, and the leader is a proper River God. I couldn't possibly defeat them on my own, so I secretly gave them a drug to reveal their true forms. I didn't expect to use too much of the drug, and this is what happened."
Qingye turned her head and said with a slight smile, looking completely harmless.
Wei Jiao looked around, then at the demoness He Bo before him, and asked, "Can you still get any answers?"
Qingye poked the other person with her finger, but there was no reaction. Then she shook her head and said, "The medicine was a bit too strong."
"So what do we do now?"
"It's probably the work of these monsters. Let's find a big pot, cook these river delicacies, and avenge that woman."
"What about Chen Jiangye?"
"Nothing unusual. It's probably just a trick used by that demoness."
"Then what was her motive? Even if she coveted Chen Jiangye's manhood or the world's prosperity, she didn't need to go to this extent."
Qingye turned to look at the snake demon and said in a nonchalant tone, "Anyway, she can't say it now, so why not make some contribution to your Biyuntian?"
Wei Jiao didn't understand what he meant. Qing Ye gestured for her to come closer and secretly took out a seal from his sleeve. It was dark and the material was hard to tell. It was carved with a strange beast head. "It's simple. I'll stamp it for her in a bit. You just need to call Lian Zhuzi out and let her absorb her spiritual energy."
As he spoke, he made his movements. Because they were so close, Wei Jiao didn't have time to say anything before the black seal was stamped onto the snake demon's skull.
Wei Jiao had no choice but to summon the lotus bead and let it absorb the scattered spiritual energy.
Wei Jiao then had a chance to ask, "What is this?"
"It's nothing, just a little trick, not worth mentioning. The real trouble is Fan Jingyun in that courtyard and the baby in her womb."
Wei Jiao's attention was immediately diverted, and he asked, "What do you mean?"
"Sigh, I just realized that. I mentioned before that Fan Jingyun's soul has cracked. If she is allowed to enter the underworld like this, she might not be able to withstand it and her soul will be scattered. Moreover, she is currently filled with resentment. The child conceived by her in this state is very likely to become a demon."
Wei Jiao slammed his fist on the table, shattering it into pieces. "They harmed people so viciously, and they died just like that? It's too good for them."
"That's why I said we cooked them in a big pot."
“An ordinary pot probably can’t contain these evil thoughts. Heaven and earth are the furnace, so I’ll add this fire.”
After saying that, she used her mind to tell Lian Zhuzi to move Qing Ye and Fan Jingyun to Biyuntian. Then she transformed into a dragon, circled the city lord's mansion three times, let out a long roar, and spat out streams of dragon flame.
The city lord's mansion was engulfed in flames. Countless people cried and rushed to put out the fire, but they could neither get out of the gate nor extinguish the raging fire. They could only watch helplessly as the fire engulfed their bodies and souls, turning to ashes together.
The next day was overcast, with heavy clouds pressing down on Yueyang City.
Everyone in Yueyang knew that the city lord's mansion caught fire last night and that no amount of firefighting could put it out.
Young Master Chen stumbled and ran to his house, but he couldn't get in. He could only watch helplessly as his house was burned to ashes.
There wasn't even a broken wall or ruin left; the entire area of the city lord's mansion was scorched black, with nothing but black ashes.
Strangely, the fire did not affect the neighbors, as if someone had drawn a line, leaving the area a dead wasteland filled with ashes.
Chen Jiang knelt at his door at night, letting the heavy rain that followed pelt him without moving.
The word gradually spread that Chen Jiangye was a man who should have died, but he came back to life, which angered the gods and brought disaster to his family.
Others say that his new wife was also a monster, and she turned the entire city lord's mansion into a monster's den. A passing deity couldn't stand it, so he set fire to all the monsters.
Therefore, no one helped Chen Jiangye.
The story became increasingly outlandish, with all sorts of rumors circulating. Even more than a decade later, the story was still being told on the streets and alleys, and it had become a ghost story.
No one knew that Chen Jiangye's memories were unsealed the moment the snake demon Hebo died.
Biyuntian
"You're really wasting them. The dragon flames burned away their souls. You might as well have used them to nourish this little world."
"It's too dirty, I feel disgusted."
"Oh, don't be angry. It only absorbed the essence and spiritual power of that snake demon. If you want your crops to grow well, you need fertilizer." Qingye touched his nose and said, "Although it's a bit disgusting."
The two looked at each other and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Finally, the previous frustration has been swept away; that fire burned well.
"However, another messy account will be added to the Book of Life and Death in the underworld."
"It's not a big deal. Some powerful demons devour people city after city, and when there are wars among humans, the underworld simply can't manage them all. However, your fire was a bit too fierce, and you didn't even leave your soul behind. I guess your time as a ghost messenger is coming to an end."
Wei Jiao nodded, but didn't regret his actions: "Then I'll have to rely on you to take care of me from now on!"
"No problem!" Qingye replied with great confidence.
What's next?
Wei Jiao lay down on the soft grass, looking at the lotus leaves in the lake, and murmured, "Let's build a house."
After settling Fan Jingyun in a cave and seeing Qingye off, Wei Jiao stood by the lake, planning how to build her house.
Lotus Pearl sat on her left shoulder, looking at the endless lotus leaves with her.
After this period of cultivation, the entire small world has become much more stable. The spiritual energy and fragrance emitted by the lotus flowers fill the entire space. Just standing here makes one feel refreshed and at peace.
"Then why not build it on the water? These lotus flowers and leaves can transform; you can wave your hand and it will become a magnificent palace." The lotus beads looked much rounder than before.
Wei Jiao shook her head. That palace was too fake; it wasn't the home she envisioned.
She imagined it in her mind. Fortunately, she had helped Qingye tidy up the house before and talked to the craftsman about how to repair the house. She learned a little bit about the methods, and luckily she had time to try it.
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