Chapter 353: A Name, a Jar of Poisoned Wine
The sun was clearly shining brightly, but the golden pheasants and white-necked crows could not land.
Under the brilliant sunshine, Lanyin Mountain has beautiful scenery, with mist and haze flowing, as if there is a rainbow.
But in the eyes of the two divine birds, the soft and light mist seemed like thick fog, with no end in sight and no bottom in sight.
This is extremely dangerous. If a bird flying in the air cannot see where it will land clearly, it is very easy to hurt itself.
The two divine birds did not dare to land, so Wen Xiu let out a clear cry and flew first into the misty screen that was glowing with the rosy glow of the sunset.
The boss had already stepped forward, and the golden pheasant and white-necked crow naturally did not want to be left behind, flying into the mist behind him.
When viewed from the sky, it seems to be thick fog, but when you really fly into it, it turns back into light thin smoke.
Under the mist, you can see an ancient temple standing in the middle of it, with a faint orchid fragrance in the air.
Wen Xiu hovered above the golden pagoda of the ancient temple, looked down, and landed beside the lotus pond with his two younger brothers.
The feathers folded up and landed softly on the ground. Wen Xiu transformed into a thin young man in feathered clothes again. He bowed and smiled towards the small pavilion beside the lotus pond, saying, "Brother Gong, I'm back."
Gong Mengbi looked up at him, smiled and nodded, then looked behind him, where two demon fairies had half transformed into human form, their bodies covered in fine feathers and their heads like birds. "You brought a friend back."
Wen Xiu stepped forward and introduced them: "These are my two younger brothers, their names are... their names are..."
Wen Xiu turned around and asked, "What are your names?"
The Five-Colored Golden Pheasant said, "The birds call me the King of Brocade Clothes, so just call me Brocade Clothes."
The white-necked crow cackles and says, "People call me Crow. Is that a name?"
Wen Xiu said, "Of course not."
The white-necked crow tilted its head and asked, "I am a crow, why is calling me a crow not considered a name?"
Wen Xiu grumbled, but couldn't quite put his finger on why.
Gong Mengbi came to his rescue, saying, "A name distinguishes you from others. You are a crow, but there are countless species of crows in this world. Having a name distinguishes you from other crows and from other people. It helps you understand yourself, and allows you to develop wisdom and spirituality."
The white-necked crow understood that when he was with other crows, he didn't need a name. They recognized each other by feathers, voices, and body shapes, or even didn't need to recognize each other.
One day he suddenly had a thought and felt that he was different from others. By the time he realized it, he had already become a monster.
Giving him a name is like waking up from being an ordinary crow and becoming who he is now.
The white-necked crow cackles and says, "My name is... Feixing!"
Gong Mengbi laughed: "It's a good name."
After receiving his praise, the white-necked crow suddenly felt cold all over. He shook his body, and the feathers on his body disappeared, leaving only his arms and broad wings.
The white-necked crow suddenly seemed to have seen a god, its eyes shining, and it prostrated itself before Gong Mengbi, saying, "Thank you, Venerable Sky Fox."
Jin Yi looked at Fei Xing with envy, and also bowed before Gong Mengbi, saying, "Greetings, Venerable Sky Fox."
Wen Xiu suddenly felt speechless, and felt that his two younger brothers were making it difficult for him to deal with them.
Gong Mengbi knew what had just happened. He was not yet so powerful that he could determine fate with a single word. It was just that auspicious signs were emerging, and seeing them was auspicious. It happened that Feixing's spiritual wisdom was developed, and he was one step closer to becoming a human.
Gong Mengbi said, "Don't bow. I'm not a celestial fox yet. I'm just practicing the way of the celestial fox. You guys are following Wen Xiu and are my messengers."
Wen Xiu nodded and said, "I've already told you that I'm the divine messenger of Mount Tai, the locust-chasing general under the command of the Sky Fox. What do you think? Do you believe it?"
Of course Jinyi and Feixing believed it.
Gong Mengbi looked at Wen Xiu. Wen Xiu shrank his neck, then raised his head again with an expression that said, "I'm just bragging. I'll take any beating or punishment you want, but you're not allowed to expose my shortcomings."
Gong Mengbi tapped him on the forehead with his finger. With a bang, the pain made his eyes well up with tears.
Jinyi and Feixing also followed him and shrank their necks, fearing that Gong Mengbi would get angry and implicate them.
However, Gong Mengbi did not get angry. Instead, he said, "Take your two little brothers and burn some incense for the queen."
Wen Xiu jumped up happily and said, "Let's go, let's go burn incense for the Empress."
He dragged Jinyi and Feixing towards the Taishan Niangniang Temple. Jinyi was still puzzled: "What's the deep meaning of this?"
Wen Xiu said: "Stupid, after you burn incense, you will be one of us."
Jinyi and Feixing urged him to run faster.
With two more young generals as Gong Mengbi's messengers, it became more convenient for him to pass on information and messages.
Watching them run and jump away, full of life and energy, Gong Mengbi turned around and asked, "What do you think, Ghost Mother?"
Wen Xiu and the other two did not notice that there was a woman with murderous eyes and brows sitting next to Gong Mengbi. Gong Mengbi deliberately concealed her identity so that they could not see through her.
The Rakshasa Ghost Mother looked at the three little birds, and then at Xiaoqian who was under the shade of a tree farther away. She seemed more at ease and more confident.
After she stopped scheming against the Rakshasa ghost, Xiaoqian gradually became simpler, just like when she was alive, with a bit more vitality.
Then she looked at Zhu Zhengxin who was reading to Fox. This greedy and lustful scholar was as disgusting as his ancestors. He was transformed into a pig demon by her, but now he has become more open-minded. His originally ugly and ferocious appearance has gradually become less scary, and there are even signs of him turning back into a human.
That's strange.
Gong Mengbi clearly didn't cast any spell to help him, so how could he slowly break free from the shackles of his mind on his own?
The Rakshasa Ghost Mother sighed and said, "Now you are the knife and I am the fish. Do I have any choice?"
At that time, Gong Mengbi and Yan Chixia hid in the cliff carvings, and together with the remnant image of Zhenru, they sealed her in the painting. At that time, Gong Mengbi was only a seventh-rank official.
She was only trapped in the painting by the power of the goddess's private seal. But now Gong Mengbi has reached the fifth rank, the same realm as hers.
One is a new star who is well versed in Taoism and mysterious; the other is a senior who has been sealed for hundreds of years and has accumulated resentment.
The Rakshasa Ghost Mother wanted to resist, perhaps by tearing up the scroll or killing the fox, but she couldn't do either. She also didn't want to remain in the painting and continue to be tortured; she had been imprisoned long enough.
Gong Mengbi proposed today that if she swears not to harm anyone again, he will let her go.
Of course, Luosha Ghost Mother could deceive Gong Mengbi, but she was afraid that she would be seen through at once. She did not want to deceive herself, so she spoke frankly: "The resentment in my heart is difficult to wash away, and the evil thoughts in my heart are even more difficult to suppress. Even if I am willing to swear and want to stop, I can't do it."
"I am no longer the Flower-Scattering Goddess, nor am I Zhenniang. I am a Rakshasa ghost, the Rakshasa ghost mother."
"I can't help but vent my anger and resentment, and I can't escape the bloodshed. My resentment has long since turned into a jar of poisoned wine during the hundreds of years of imprisonment, poisoning both the Scattering Flower Goddess and Zhen Niang. The fact that I can speak to you so calmly is already a testament to my utmost restraint."
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