Chapter 95 Secret Teaching 10
◎I was wrong! But first tell me, where did I go wrong? ◎
The solemn and majestic aura around him disappeared, and Yan Yue's expression was as bright as the light snow in early spring.
She said in a brisk tone, "You didn't realize that? Bai Chen sent someone to help! Could it be that a Yama King would really appear? So I quickly slipped out, fearing that I would be exposed!"
Qi Zhaoyang thought about it and found that this made sense.
"Brother, you are really brave!" Yan Yue gave a thumbs up to Taishan Yan Jun, and then he had time to thank him: "Thank you very much today. I will treat you well when you come to my teahouse next time! By the way, what is your name?"
Taishan Yanjun was bewildered: "God, I am Taishan!"
“Wow!” Yan Yue laughed and said, “Your name is really Taishan? No wonder you dare to take the title of Lord Yan of Taishan, hahahaha…”
Taishan Yanjun was traumatized and asked in great pain, "God, you...don't remember me?"
His expression made Yan Yue feel like a heartless man who had abandoned his wife and children, and she quickly said, "Ah, this... have we met before? Oh, I may have forgotten a little. When did we meet?"
"God, how did you become like this? I am Taishan, how could you not even recognize me..."
The King of Hell of Mount Tai covered his heart, beat his chest and stamped his feet, tears streaming down his face.
Looking at this situation, Yan Yue felt that he had not only "abandoned his wife and children", but also took away all his belongings and his dowry, and sold him to a local rich man, making him his eighteenth concubine!
"I, I, I, I might be wrong... No, I am definitely wrong! But, don't cry first... Tell me first, what did I do wrong?"
Yan Yue hurriedly handed over the handkerchief, and then a figure came over from a distance, holding Taishan and saying, "Lord Yan, did you make a mistake?"
Yan Yue took a look and said, "Hey, you are not the ghost messenger from last night?"
She watched the ghost messenger speaking respectfully to the big guy, her eyes wandering between the two of them: "You, are really from the underworld? Then, you, are not really the King of Hell, are you?"
Taishan pursed his lips and cried, "God, how could you not recognize me..."
Yan Yue jumped back two steps in fear, suddenly remembering that when she was in Prince Jing's Mansion, a ghost had mistaken her for the Lord of the Underworld. She hurriedly explained, "Lord King of Hell, you've got the wrong person! I'm not your Lord of the Underworld, I really am not!"
She glanced at Qi Zhaoyang next to her and pushed him forward: "He can testify! Master Qi Zhaoyang of Qingxu Temple, he can prove that I am a charlatan!"
Qi Zhaoyang was completely dumbfounded. Although he was full of doubts, he still stood in front of Yan Yue and respectfully saluted the Lord of Mount Tai, "I never thought that it was the Lord of Mount Tai who came in person. I practiced under the tutelage of Master Xuan Cang in Qingxu Temple, which proves that Yan Yue accidentally obtained the Yin-Yang Eyes last year. Before that, he was just an ordinary person."
Not knowing whether the visitor was a friend or an enemy, Qi Zhaoyang did not dare to tell the whole truth. As for the doubts about Yan Yue, he would slowly investigate and explore them himself.
"Impossible! This is impossible!" Taishan Yanjun refused to believe it.
Others have not seen the true appearance of the Underworld Moon God, but the Ten Kings of Hell have all seen it. Especially Taishan, as a capable subordinate of Lord Mingyue, there is no way he would make a mistake in recognizing his own Lord!
Jiang Yinchai beside him whispered in his ear: "Lord Yan, this man is clearly a mortal!"
Taishan then collected his thoughts and carefully observed Yan Yue, and found that the person in front of him was indeed different from the God.
The Dark Moon Goddess is usually indifferent and solemn, and her personality is as lifeless as her black robe. The entire underworld felt that Lord Mingyue was untouched by worldly affairs and difficult to approach. Only Taishan had seen the competitive spirit that the Lord inadvertently revealed when fighting with Baichen.
That hint of human vitality made Taishan feel that Lord Mingyue had finally found a way to connect with people. It was precisely because he dared to approach actively, coupled with his straightforward and forthright personality, that he was liked and respected by the God.
It can be said that in the entire underworld, he is the person who is most familiar with Lord Underworld Moon.
Although the person in front of him looked exactly like the God, his features were lively and his eyes were filled with a vibrant vitality that had never appeared on the God's face before.
Taishan was silent, and couldn't help but doubt himself.
If it were in the past, he would never have believed that one day he would not be able to tell whether the person standing in front of him was the Dark Moon God whom he respected the most.
Yan Yue felt quite apologetic. The King of Hell on Mount Tai probably came to see their deity, but saved her by accident. She kept smiling apologetically and kept bowing to apologize. Fortunately, King Taishan didn't take it too seriously. He just looked at her with some sadness and helplessness.
"I am so lucky to have you, Lord Yan, come and have a seat in our shop when you are free. I will do my best to entertain you, haha..."
Yan Yue smiled apologetically and hurriedly pulled Qi Zhaoyang to bid farewell to Taishan. Only when she could no longer see the two of them did she feel relieved.
"What are you afraid of?" Qi Zhaoyang was puzzled.
Yan Yue asked in surprise, "That's the legendary King of Hell, aren't you afraid? And Bai Chen said that the King of Hell of Mount Tai doesn't get along with him. If he finds out about my relationship with Bai Chen and that I have hidden a soul-binding chain from their underworld, I'll be dead!"
She pushed Qi Zhaoyang: "Quick, go to the backyard of the temple and get my carriage out! The capital is too scary, I have to go back to Linjiang quickly, I finally saved my life, I can't lose it again!"
Qi Zhaoyang originally wanted to ask what the cold feeling was, but was pushed by Yan Yue to get something, so he swallowed his words and thought it was just the evil energy from the underworld brought by the King of Hell of Mount Tai.
Taishan watched Yan Yue apologize with a smile and leave, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.
"I have to go somewhere."
The ghost messenger Lao Jiang quickly asked: "Where are you going?"
Taishan said solemnly, "It's a secret. Besides, you are not allowed to tell anyone about what happened today, and you are not allowed to say a word about the branding. We will talk about everything after I come back."
Jiang Yincha nodded and said, "Yes! I will keep my mouth shut!"
The little hedgehog Douding said goodbye to Yan Yue. After nearly three years of imprisonment, he lost a lot of his skills and even had difficulty maintaining his human form. Yan Yue originally planned to take him home to raise him, but Dou Ding insisted on returning to the mountains to practice, so Yan Yue had to see him off reluctantly.
Before leaving, Douding returned to his human form and cast a spell on Yan Yue's wound again. He also told her to live well and strive to live until the day when his Taoism is stable and he goes to Linjiang City to see her.
Qi Zhaoyang came back only when the sun was high in the sky.
Yan Yue reached for the black umbrella, "Why did it take so long? I thought they detained you!"
Qi Zhaoyang was somewhat bewildered, and hesitantly explained: "Your Majesty asked me a question."
Yan Yue lifted the car curtain and took a look. Nothing inside had been moved. She felt relieved and asked casually, "What did you ask?"
Qi Zhaoyang said hesitantly: "I asked you what you talked to me about, and also asked me what my relationship is with you, and how you know the Lord of Hell of Mount Tai."
Yan Yue asked nervously: "What did you say? You can't tell them that Lord Yan of Mount Tai recognized the wrong person, otherwise I will be dead."
Qi Zhaoyang said helplessly: "I just thought of this and didn't dare to tell the truth. But I recalled it and found that your life experience is really a mystery. You are an orphan, raised by the Yan family, so where did you come from? Why did you resurrect after the ghost marriage? And why did you suddenly have the ability to see ghosts? And your blood..."
Yan Yue was overwhelmed when she heard this. "Where else can orphans come from? They must be abandoned by others! I didn't remember anything at that time, otherwise I would have wanted to ask my biological parents why they abandoned me. I don't know anything else. There was something wrong with my blood, and you discovered it. You caused so many troubles for no reason. It's scary!"
Qi Zhaoyang thought so too. Even if Yan Yue really had some background, she probably didn't know it herself.
He smiled reassuringly and said, "Don't worry, it's okay."
"Your Majesty has ordered the Queen Mother to be sent back to the palace to recuperate behind closed doors and not to go out. The guards of Prince Su and the monks have also been locked up here as you said, chanting sutras for the dead. Your Majesty also wants to execute the abbot, but is worried that he will turn into an evil ghost, so he wants you and the King of Hell of Mount Tai to stay and suppress the evil ghost."
"Ah, this..." Yan Yue thought of the ghost that King Su had transformed into, and felt that it was indeed very dangerous, so he agreed immediately: "Okay then!"
Yan Yue moved into the palace, enjoying wealth and luxury, and almost became reluctant to leave.
Qi Zhaoyang was a frequent visitor to the palace. He had no interest in jade, colored glass, or luxurious items. He was only serious about arranging the formation.
At noon on the third day, the abbot was beheaded under the scorching sun. Qi Zhaoyang put the bodies into coffins prepared in advance and left them under the scorching sun.
The two of them stayed there until midnight, and sure enough, there were unusual movements in the coffin containing the body, as if someone was kicking the coffin lid repeatedly.
Qi Zhaoyang pasted a talisman, but Yan Yue was worried that a thin piece of talisman paper would not be useful, so she climbed onto the coffin and sat on it. It was not until several ghost messengers came and took away the soul imprisoned in the coffin that the two saw that the abbot had indeed turned into a ghost.
The ghost messenger, Old Jiang, was extremely respectful to Yan Yue, and repeatedly said, "This part of the capital is under our jurisdiction. If Master Yue has any instructions, please feel free to tell us."
Yan Yue pondered for a long time, took out the soul-catching rope she had hidden away and asked, "This was stolen from you Yincha by a vixen before, and I got it back for you."
The ghost messenger Lao Jiang was delighted and stretched out his hand to take it: "Thank you very much, Master Yue..."
"Don't be in a hurry to thank me!" Yan Yue raised her hand to stop him, "Can you leave this soul-catching rope to me? You see, I often see ghosts too. If I encounter a fierce ghost or an evil ghost, I can help you catch it, right?!"
"This..." Lao Jiang looked embarrassed.
The soul-catching rope is a public tool. The ghost who lost the soul-catching rope was punished for it. How can it be given to someone casually?
Seeing that he refused, Yan Yue immediately became unhappy: "You can say whatever you want, but you refuse to accept my suggestion. What do you think of the reputation of the underworld?"
What a big hat! Old Jiang was so frightened that his mouth dropped open: "No, no, no... I dare not! I dare not, I dare not... You keep it, you keep it!"
He thought that if the King of Hell on Mount Tai were still alive, he would probably agree. Then let it be recorded on the King of Hell of Mount Tai first. When the person comes back, you can ask for the soul-catching lock or give it to the King of Mount Tai to decide for himself!
Yan Yue happily took back the soul-catching lock. She no longer had to hide it from now on. It was given to her openly by the underworld officials!
The emperor repeatedly invited Yan Yue to stay in the capital and promised to build a temple and a golden statue for her.
Yan Yue was so scared that Lian Lian refused. She is just a charlatan who can see ghosts and spirits. How dare she sit in the temple and enjoy incense and offerings?
Seeing that she insisted on leaving, the emperor had no choice but to give her countless gold, silver, jewelry, silks and satins, and personally escorted her to the palace gate.
Yan Yue sat in the carriage, looking at the royal guards following behind and the imperial gifts in the two large carriages, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Qi Zhaoyang, you spent three days trying to subdue the bald demon. I didn't contribute at all. Should I give you half of the reward?"
Qi Zhaoyang corrected him, "These are not rewards, but gifts from His Majesty."
Yan Yuexin felt even more uneasy, "He thought I was in a relationship with Taishan Yanjun. You know the real situation! Why don't you pick a few things as hush money? Otherwise, I won't feel at ease!"
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