Chapter 70 070 The Source of Calamity Unfortunately, there was no Ghost Queen a hundred years ago…
Whether they are gods or demons, as long as someone in the mortal world builds temples for them and offers incense, it is as if they have their own avatars within these temples, and can listen to the prayers of worshippers at any time.
On this day, General Meng discovered a special worshipper in one of his temples. He was dressed as an old man, but he was not an ordinary person. Instead, he was a celestial beast that had transformed into human form and was mingling in the mortal world.
He sensed that this celestial beast was already three hundred years old, and his thoughts stirred slightly. However, what ultimately prompted him to reveal himself before the beast was a name he had mentioned during his prayer—
"...If the Goddess of Dreams still has a spirit, please let the Ghost King hear my prayers..."
This name has not been mentioned by anyone in this world for a very long time.
"I will naturally try to grant your request, but there is something I would like to ask you."
This celestial beast originally roamed the mortal realm. Thirty years ago, he fell in love with a mortal girl. He concealed his identity, married her, had a child, and stayed with her until their death. Two years ago, his wife died, leaving behind a child. Just as he was about to marry and start a family, he suddenly contracted a strange disease that caused his tongue to rot.
The celestial beast, possessing some spiritual power, naturally recognized that this was not an ordinary epidemic, but rather a curse cast by demonic magic. That is why it came to the demon's palace every day to kowtow and pray.
"Whatever you wish to ask, Ghost Lord, please speak freely, and I will answer to the best of my knowledge!" Upon seeing General Meng appear before him, the celestial beast was first taken aback, then hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed frantically, too excited to express himself.
"You just mentioned Lady Yumeng... What is your connection with Lady Yumeng?"
The celestial beast was stunned for a moment before realizing that it had unconsciously been pleading with the Goddess of Desire in its heart.
Praying to a goddess in the palace of the Ghost King was originally a great taboo.
The celestial beast didn't know the relationship between the ghost lord in front of it and the goddess of desire, but seeing that he spoke of the goddess of desire with a gentle expression, it was clear that they had no grudges, which put it at ease.
"Reporting to the Ghost King, when I took human form, I happened to meet the Goddess of Desire and Dreams. With her guidance, I was able to break through the bottleneck and successfully cultivate a male body. Since then, I have been a devotee of the Goddess of Desire and Dreams, burning incense and praying for her every day."
General Meng's expression suddenly darkened. "Since you have received her kindness, why did you not continue to offer incense to her when she was in trouble? If she had a celestial beast like you as a worshipper, she would never have fallen to the point of losing her divine essence. Or did you, like those who slandered her, also discard her like trash back then?"
Sensing the killing intent emanating from the Ghost Lord, the celestial beast trembled and said, "Ghost Lord, you are unaware of this! This matter... this matter is a long story!"
Next, the celestial beast actively channeled its spiritual power to show General Meng its memories, thus revealing a truth from a hundred years ago.
I can't remember the exact year or month, but I do know that on that day, the spring breeze was gentle and the carefree immortal beast was enjoying delicious food in a tavern in the human world, just like a young boy. At that moment, he heard people in the tavern talking about the gods.
"Have you heard? That female deity, Yu Meng, actually cut down the pillar of heaven because of a mortal lover!"
"Huh? Really? That's the Heavenly Pillar!"
"No way! I often pray to the Goddess of Desire and Dreams. She's very effective, better than any other deity!"
"Well, he's fine with official business, but in private... hehe, I've heard he's quite the womanizer!"
The speaker was a scholar-like man. He stopped halfway through his sentence, deliberately leaving the listener in suspense. Since ancient times, when it comes to a woman's romantic affairs, men have both despised and been eager to find out more, wishing they could see it for themselves.
Sure enough, when the scholar stopped talking, the others at the table started urging him on, and even people from the neighboring tables came over.
"Ah, it is said that the mortal man she took a fancy to was a general on the battlefield who was about to die. In order to save him, she defied the heavens and the rules of heaven and forcibly seized the power of the Heavenly Pillar."
"To go to such great lengths to save that man, she must have found true love, right?"
"Ha, what true love!" the scholar scoffed. "I've heard that the goddess falls in love with every man she sees, and she especially loves handsome and strong men. Whenever she meets one, she inevitably has a passionate encounter with him, and she even has the high-sounding excuse of 'using her beauty to win people over'..."
"You're talking nonsense! Disrespecting the goddess will bring retribution!!"
The celestial beast could not tolerate anyone slandering its benefactor. Seeing that the scholar's words were becoming increasingly outrageous, it rushed over to beat him. In order to teach the other party a lesson, it secretly used its celestial power.
Caught off guard, the scholar took several hard blows. He covered his head and hid under the table, looking disheveled. However, when he turned his head and his eyes swept over the beast, the beast felt an intense pressure.
He was so frightened that he took a step back, his face turned pale, filled with terror and fear.
The scholar before me was actually a god.
Moreover, judging from the power of the pressure, the level is not low.
He was just a lowly celestial spirit; how dare he offend a high and mighty god? Especially since this god might be a Celestial Venerable, or even a Divine Venerable!
Amidst the chaos, the mythical beast stumbled and fled the tavern. He didn't even dare to pack his belongings, only wanting to escape the city as quickly as possible and get as far away as possible.
Not long after, however, he was caught up by the scholar-like deity.
The mythical beast repeatedly begged for forgiveness, claiming that it had been blind to the greatness of Mount Tai and had offended the Grand Duke Jupiter.
But the god refused to let him go, because he didn't want anyone to know what he had done, so he would leave no survivors.
The celestial beast only saw a flash of golden light before its eyes, and then knew nothing more.
He thought he was going to die, but he was so lucky that he survived the god's fatal blow and didn't die completely. He woke up after sleeping for decades.
But when he woke up, the Goddess of Desire was no more. He could only learn from some older people that the Goddess of Desire had once been regarded as a prostitute goddess, hated by everyone, until finally no one worshipped her and she died.
The images of memory slowly faded away, and General Meng's hands, hanging by his sides, were clenched into fists, his face as cold as frost.
This celestial beast was of lowly status; though a spirit, it was unfamiliar with the gods of the celestial realm. However, General Meng, a general of the ghost realm who had frequently clashed with the celestial realm in recent years, was extremely familiar with the spells of the various gods.
The celestial being who attempted to silence the celestial beast used a deadly attack that was a small golden bird created through magic.
Of all the gods in the heavens, only one person truly loves birds, and that person is the God Lord Fu Luo.
The Golden Bird Flying Blade is Fu Luo's ultimate killing technique.
That night, Fu Luo used the same trick against him.
When General Meng was looking through the memories of the celestial beasts, he realized that the scholar who had ruined Yu Meng's reputation was a celestial being. He went through all the dog gods and immortals in the Heavenly Court in his mind, but he never expected that this person would be Fu Luo.
All he knew was that Fu Luo had tampered with Yu Meng's torture and secretly rescued her. He also knew that Fu Luo wanted to keep Yu Meng by his side like a canary. He was even more aware of Fu Luo's almost twisted possessiveness and love for Yu Meng.
But he never imagined that someone who claimed to love her would use such vicious methods against her. He personally broke her last wings, turning her from a dazzling star into sand in the earth, and then destroying her in the eyes of the public.
Fu Luo...
Fu Luo...
Heavenly Palace!
General Meng's eyes were bloodshot, filled with deep regret for letting Fu Luo escape from the Ghost Realm so easily that night.
He should have gone to any lengths, regardless of the cost, to make that despicable thing die in the most painful way.
General Meng turned to leave, but the celestial beast, crawling and kneeling, stretched out its chapped old hand and grabbed a corner of his robe, pleading sorrowfully, "Ghost King... please, save my beloved..."
"He has contracted a rotten tongue because he has been gossiping about someone behind their back, making them apologize to that person and clear their name for everyone they meet. Once this karmic debt is paid off, he will be cured."
What Yu Meng suffered a hundred years ago, millions of people are suffering today.
Slander, spreading rumors, misinformation...
It can be said that Fu Luo was the source of the disaster, but what truly pushed her to destruction was everyone who spread rumors; it was the power of rumors to spread and the power of public opinion to destroy her.
Unfortunately, there was no curse from the Ghost Queen Zhumiao a hundred years ago, and those who spread rumors and caused trouble did not receive the punishment they deserved.
He was powerless to change anything; he could only watch from across the vast sea of time as she was slowly swallowed up on the other side.
The silver-masked ghost general went from being filled with murderous intent at the beginning to being dejected and sad at the end, and then disappeared.
The aged celestial beast stared blankly at the empty old hand, kneeling alone in the palace, and suddenly burst into tears.
Like General Meng, he had only one thought in his mind at that moment.
If only this curse of a rotten tongue had come a hundred years earlier…
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