Chapter 381: The Owl Pavilion, Prince of Linchuan
The Five Gods of the Five Worlds are not in the temple, but only the Five Gods of the Five Worlds guarding it. The Five Gods are the soldiers under the command of the Five Gods of the Five Worlds, and they form a team. The five Gods of the Five Worlds who reside in the temple are all of the seventh rank.
After seeing this, Gong Mengbi didn't stay any longer. He didn't want to confront the Five-Power God yet. Judging from the power he had displayed, it was clearly beyond his ability to handle.
Although the real body is not here, the spirit god is here. If he is disturbed, it will take some effort to deal with it.
Liu Ben turned the carriage around and said, "Master, why don't we go take a look at the Owl Pavilion?"
Gong Mengbi asked, "Where is the Owl House?"
Liu Ben said, "His Royal Highness the King of Wu has two halls under his command: Chongming Hall and Chixiao Hall, which distinguish between yin and yang. Chongming Hall is the bright hall, and Chixiao Hall is the dark hall. One is bright, the other is dark, and each has its own duties."
"The Chongming Pavilion walks in the eyes of the world, exorcising evil spirits, praying for blessings, calculating feng shui, observing the stars and performing bird shows. These are the things they do openly. The Chixiao Pavilion, on the other hand, does things in secret."
Liu Ben did not say it explicitly, but he was simply helping the King of Wu to control others with Taoism and do some improper things.
Chongming Hall and Chixiao Hall have always disliked each other, and secret fighting is not uncommon. One compares himself to a wise minister, and the other claims to be loyal. Both are the right-hand men of King Wu.
Gong Mengbi did not refuse, and the carriage headed for the Owl House, which was not far from the palace.
The King of Wu was in charge of the south of the Yangtze River and was extremely wealthy. His palace was located in the north of Gusu City, stretching for several miles. It had jade-like buildings and winding bridal chambers, just like the cave residence of a fairy.
The palace was not solely used for the King of Wu's residence, but also included government offices.
The Owl House was not located in the palace, but secretly set up in the streets behind the palace. When the carriage entered the streets, it was like entering a deep and secret place.
Gong Mengbi knew that he had already entered the formation, isolating the inner and outer world.
Liu Ben invited Gong Mengbi down, and he felt many prying eyes in the dark.
Liu Ben looked around and said, "This is my elder from the sect, please don't be rude."
Some of the gazes were withdrawn, and Gong Mengbi saw someone in the dark bowing to Liu Ben, while some of the gazes were not withdrawn, but became even more presumptuous.
Gong Mengbi found the most powerful gaze among them, looked back with his dead fish eyes, and met the eyes of a ghost in the dark.
The ghost seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and was filled with boundless fear. The next moment, his body was defeated by Gong Mengbi's gaze and dissipated like yellow sand.
Dead.
At this moment, all the prying eyes were restrained.
Liu Ben saw the ghost and snorted coldly, "It's Old Ghost Xiao."
He then put on a respectful expression and looked at Gong Mengbi, saying, "Grandmaster, your magical powers are immense. That old ghost Xiao is a sixth-rank Taoist. He usually suppresses us, but he suffered a loss at the hands of Grandmaster. Let him dare to underestimate us in Xima Mountain in the future."
Han Cheng and Gao Hu had already opened the gate of a courtyard, and the plaque on it read the name of Ximashan.
Liu Ben led Gong Mengbi in and said loudly, "Brother Zhang, the Grandmaster is here, why don't you welcome him?"
A blue-skinned Rakshasa ghost flew out from the gate, landed on the ground, and said respectfully, "Greetings, Grandmaster."
Gong Mengbi was slightly surprised, as he recognized this Rakshasa ghost.
When he was in Wuning County, Shanjun was received by the messenger of the Rakshasa ghost from Xima Mountain. It was this person.
This person had never met Gong Mengbi at that time, but Gong Mengbi still remembered him clearly.
But when they met again now, Gong Mengbi had become his master.
Gong Mengbi nodded slightly and said, "Get up. Refining the Rakshasa ghost is quite interesting."
Taoist Zhang said, "I'm ashamed. My physical body is not handy, so I have to rely on the Rakshasa ghosts to do my work."
Before Liu Ben arrived, the news had already reached the Owl House.
In addition to the three brothers from the secular sect, there are two elders from Xima Mountain. Apart from Zhang Daoist, who has limited mobility and relies entirely on driving the Rakshasa ghost, there is also Xie Daoist. Xie Daoist has collected the secret order and gone out, and is no longer in the Owl Pavilion.
Liu Ben said: "When we went to the King of Wu, there was no Owl Pavilion. Later, when more people came, we built an Owl Pavilion here."
Gong Mengbi looked around the Owl Pavilion and found that this was indeed the place where the King of Wu dealt with his secrets and it hid many evil ways.
Gong Mengbi asked: "Who is the director of the Owl House?"
Liu Ben said, "It's the Prince of Linchuan."
"Prince?"
Liu Ben said, "Yes. The King of Wu has three sons. In addition to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, there is also the second son, the King of Jian'an, and the third son, the King of Linchuan."
Gong Mengbi said, "If there is a chance, I would like to meet the King of Linchuan and the King of Wu."
Liu Ben smiled and said, "That's easy to say. If Master is willing to stay, I'm afraid King Linchuan and King Wu will receive you immediately."
Gong Mengbi said, "How can I dare to stay if I haven't met you before?"
Liu Ben said, "That's easy. The King of Linchuan's birthday is coming up, and we'll invite a troupe to perform in celebration. We'll also invite everyone from Wanqiu to perform in the palace and host a banquet for all the officials. When the time comes, I'll take you in, and you can see the King of Linchuan and the King of Wu."
Gong Mengbi nodded and said, "Then I'll trouble you."
Liu Ben said, "With the return of our Grandmaster, our Xima Mountain has become increasingly powerful. We disciples still rely on your prestige to do our work."
Gong Mengbi stopped him from flattering and asked him to continue talking about the King of Wu and his sons.
Liu Ben praised the four of them in his words, especially the director of the Owl House, King Linchuan, who was ruthless and definitely not an ordinary person.
Gong Mengbi remembered them all in his mind.
Coming out of the Owl Pavilion, it was getting dark. Liu Ben asked, "Master, where are we going?"
Gong Mengbi thought for a moment and said, "Let's go to Heyulou."
Liu Ben's hand paused for a moment, but he showed a look of joy and said, "Okay."
Han Cheng said, "Let's go to the pleasure boat at Heyu Tower and see Master Wanqiu."
By the time we arrived at Heyu Tower, the lights were already on. The banks of Huajie River were hung with lanterns, and the boats and pleasure boats were brightly lit. The river reflected the lights on the boats, making them sparkle and glitter.
When boarding the pleasure boat of Heyu Tower, Han Cheng got acquainted with the boat's mother, which shows how experienced he is.
After being arranged into a private seat, he listened to the music from the pleasure boat and watched the dancers dancing to the music, gracefully, charmingly and affectionately.
Liu Ben and his two brothers gradually showed a dissolute look on their faces, but they did not dare to be rude to Gong Mengbi, so they could only tease each other and say some dirty words.
Gong Mengbi glanced at them with his eyes slanted, and they immediately felt a chill in their hearts. They couldn't help but cough and concentrated on drinking.
Soon, there was a burst of cheers.
Suddenly, on the top of the pleasure boat, a beautiful woman in green and yellow skirt, holding a pipa, flew into the air with a ribbon in her hand, and slowly landed on the scene like a flying goddess.
She stood barefoot, her feet were slender and white.
The scattered ribbons fluttered in the air like scattered mist, creating a dreamlike atmosphere.
The wind gradually died down, and curtains of various colors hung down from the ceiling, half covering and hiding her.
The clear sound of the pipa instantly captures people's souls.
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