Chapter 161: Ghost King Minghui A spiritual master died, the strongest ghost king...
While Lin Zhuyue was drawing the map, his mind was wandering.
Minghui was born more than a hundred years ago. At that time, he had another name, Aman.
From a young age, Aman could see things invisible to ordinary people. As a result, he was shunned by adults and often bullied by children. Later, when his parents died, the villagers said he was unlucky. No one was willing to help him, except for one child who had once bullied him and offered him half a steamed bun.
Later, a Taoist priest came here.
The Taoist priest's perspective on people was different from that of ordinary people. He felt that A-man, who had brought misfortune upon his father and mother, was a gifted person, so he offered to take A-man in as his disciple.
Ah Man asked, "If I accept you as my master, will I be given food?"
"Here are some meat buns for you," the Taoist priest replied. "Study hard from me, and when you grow up, you'll be able to buy yourself some."
Aman followed the Taoist priest and went into the deep mountains and forests to practice.
The Taoist priest hadn't lied. As long as he practiced diligently, he would return home to find plump, steamed meat buns made by the Taoist priest himself. The buns were so fragrant that Ah Man could eat several in one meal.
One day, Ah-man went to the mountains to practice martial arts. The Taoist priest also left, but before leaving, he left him some meat buns. When Ah-man returned, he found that there seemed to be a living person in the house... No, the aura was not quite human, but it didn't sound like a ghost or a mountain spirit either.
He poked a hole in the paper covering the window and saw a woman dressed in black and light armor, whose style was different from that of the time. Her figure was a little translucent, and she was staring at the buns on the table with her mouth drooling.
Aman opened the window and asked, "Do you really want to eat?"
The woman in black was startled and disappeared without a trace. But then she suddenly realized there was no point in running and reappeared in the room. She curiously asked Aman:
"Can you see me?"
"Of course, I'm a spiritual master."
Aman entered the house from the main door, took the meat buns on the table to the altar, lit a stick of incense, and said,
"That way you can eat it."
The woman in black was very surprised: "It's really edible."
Ah Man asked, "Are you a starving ghost?"
"Go away, who are you? I was also a spiritual master in my lifetime, much more powerful than you."
The woman in black ate a bun and said vaguely,
"My name is Bai Lu. I'm a ghost messenger under Lord Hei Wuchang, and I'm often out collecting souls. Occasionally, I'll take a break from collecting souls and go for a walk. Didn't this lead me to your house?"
This was the first time Aman saw a egret.
When they met for the second time, the Taoist priest had been down the mountain for several months and had not returned. Aman was very anxious in the mountain. Just when he was about to pack his bags and go down the mountain to find his master, his master came back, but he was brought back by Bai Lu.
The master died, and what came back was his soul.
Bai Lu said, "Aman, your master said he wants to come back to see you."
At this moment, Aman was a little confused as to why his parents named him Aman. His life was full of separations and regrets. Where was the perfection in it?
Ah Man wept and made a cenotaph for his master, and asked:
"Master, will you be a ghost messenger?"
The Taoist stroked his deliberately long beard and replied:
"No, Master wishes to be reincarnated as a human, preferably one with a long enough life span to ascend to heaven. Ah-Man, my life span has come to an end, and my responsibility to protect you has also been fulfilled. From now on, you must be careful and cautious in everything you do, and don't follow in my footsteps."
Then, the master left and never came back.
In the following years, Aman stayed alone in the mountains, studying the notes left by his master, his great-grandmaster, and his great-grandmaster, and putting the contents of the books into practice, practicing every day.
But there are also times when we encounter difficulties.
Ah Man said in distress, "I don't know the calligraphy of Grand Master."
"Come here, come here, show me." Bai Lu, who was eating a bun, came over and said, "I understand the writing systems of several dynasties and countries."
After the Taoist priest died, Bai Lu would come to the mountain from time to time, under the pretext of getting a free meal, but in reality, she was worried about the half-grown child, Aman. She was afraid that he would be eaten by wild animals in the mountains, or that he would be found by his master's enemies and become a ghost at such a young age.
Aman doesn't understand why the egret is so greedy:
"You may be a ghost messenger, but you're still a ghost after all. Isn't it uncomfortable to be out in the open in broad daylight? Is it worth it just for a bite of food?"
"Of course not for a bite of food... But I don't just like to eat. I like the blue sky of the Yang Realm, the scent of living plants carried by the wind, the flowers blooming in the mountains, and the small fish swimming in the stream..."
Bai Lu picked up the bun and said,
"There's also the smell of fireworks. The underworld doesn't have these things."
Ah Man looked unconvinced and said:
"You like so many things."
Bai Lu discovered that A-Man was also a prodigy. Although he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, his achievements in cultivation were far beyond the reach of many elderly spiritual masters.
At the age of twenty, Aman went down the mountain.
He didn't want to have a rat-tail braid, so he wore a bun on his head, saying that he was a cultivator and that his master's family had tied their hair like this for generations, so he didn't dare to disobey his master.
Aman initially told fortunes on the street to make a little money.
When people found out that he was so accurate, they would ask him how to solve their own problems. Once Aman solved the problems, they would completely regard Aman as a master, asking him to read their houses, catch ghosts, and seek marriage for their children.
Within a few years, Aman made a fortune.
It was time for him to get married.
Many wealthy families were willing to marry their daughters to him in order to gain his support, but Aman would wave his hand and say that the sect had rules and could not allow the marriage.
In the inn, Bai Lu gnawed on a chicken leg and said:
"Your sect clearly doesn't have such a rule."
Ah Man said as he drew the talisman, "I'm just looking for a reason to refuse without hurting anyone."
Bai Lu asked in confusion: "Why do you have to refuse?"
Aman replied, "Because there is someone in my heart."
Bai Lu was even more confused and said:
"Then be with your sweetheart. Once you get married, those wealthy families will naturally not marry their daughters to you anymore."
A-Man smiled and said lightly:
"My sweetheart and I can't be together."
The egret said "Wow" and asked:
"Why? Is your sweetheart a married woman?"
Aman shook his head: "No."
Bai Lu asked again: "Could it be that... you have a homosexual tendency?"
A-Man shook his head again and said, "Stop guessing."
The ghost stretched himself, floated in the air, and asked:
"Okay, let's change the question. If we can't be together, will you stop pursuing me?"
“Not really.”
Ah Man lowered his head, half-closed his eyes, hiding the tenderness in his eyes, and said,
"I will go find her. One day, I will go to her side. When that time comes, I will try my best to chase her and be the one who is by her side."
"I don't understand..."
Bai Lu patted Aman's shoulder and said,
"However, I hope that your long-cherished wish can be fulfilled. You must work hard."
"Yeah, okay."
But Aman never imagined that this would be the last time he and Bai Lu met.
In this era, there are still spiritual master houses, but they are very scattered - many spiritual masters have stopped being spiritual masters, and have gone to work as Feng Shui masters, carpenters, and even perform stone-breaking performances on the streets.
But just when the Spiritual Master Mansion was about to be completely destroyed, it launched a final call to the spiritual masters and successfully called together most of them. A meeting lasted for three days and three nights.
Afterward, they didn't separate again, but instead worked together. A month later, a massive formation, constructed with the strength of a thousand people, passed through the Yang Realm and descended into the Yin Realm, completely covering the entire underworld. As long as this formation existed, the ghost messengers in the underworld could not leave.
At first, Aman just thought that Bai Lu was away for a long time, but it was not until three months later that he realized something was wrong.
He went to the spiritual master's house, where there was a master who could travel through time and space. He wanted the master to help see if something had happened to Bai Lu.
But he got the answer from the spiritual master about sealing the underworld.
There is no doubt that Bai Lu is in the underworld and cannot come to the human world again because of the seal.
Aman should have been happy to know she was safe, but...
Bai Lu said that she liked the blue sky, the sunshine, and the wind that carried the breath of life... Will she never be able to see everything she likes again?
Aman believes that this seal cannot be left and must be removed.
The Spiritual Master's Mansion disagrees.
The Spiritual Master's Mansion also told him that once this seal falls, it can never be removed.
"I don't believe it, it won't be like this!"
Aman turned around and strode out of the Spiritual Master's Mansion.
"I will definitely break the seal."
He spent a long time searching for a way, even developing a spell to open the "door" to the underworld and personally going to the underworld. He searched for a long time in the underworld before he found the underworld.
The underworld is wrapped in a golden seal.
Aman knocked on the door with all his strength, but the seal remained motionless.
He slid down to the ground weakly, pressed against the seal.
He was so tired that he couldn't move anymore...
Maybe the Yang and Sheng Qi are running out...
If he doesn't return to the Yang world, he will die.
Aman blinked slowly.
However, after death, he would break free from the constraints of the devil and become even more powerful than he had been in life. At that time, he might even be able to knock on the door of the underworld. Even if he couldn't, he would have enough time to find a way to break the blockade.
Then... die.
A spiritual master died.
The strongest ghost king was born.
He changed his name to Minghui, and owned a ghost town named after him, as well as a large number of subordinates. However, he spent most of the year not in Minghui City. He would go to the underworld, quietly watching the long-silent Fengdu City from the side, on a high place, or directly in front of it.
Therefore, no matter how many years have passed, he knows the location of the underworld very well.
Ming Hui seems cold and indifferent, but in fact he has always been a blazing fire, trying to use this fire to melt the seal and let his beloved see the sky again and breathe the air of the world again.
After reading the memory, Lin Zhuyue sighed.
She marked the map on her tablet.
At this moment, Shi Chan opened her door and said:
"Something happened. Kang Huazong died suddenly. He tampered with the Demon-Suppressing Well. The evil spirit in the Demon-Suppressing Well is about to reappear."
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