0p0 Chapter 699: Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio - Fairy 71
Chapter 699: Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio - Fairy 71
The Lord of each of the twelve cities in the underworld is a great demon who is famous for his position. In this world where the Yin spirits do not appear, his status is even more famous than that of the Lord of Yama Palace. As the Lord of the Wrongful Death City, one of the twelve cities, the news that the Black Mountain Old Demon took in a concubine and treated guests naturally spread.
As soon as Yan Chixia and Master Baiyun entered the underworld, they heard the news about the Black Mountain Old Demon. They pretended to be ghost cultivators who came to congratulate the Black Mountain Old Demon and followed other ghosts to the Black Mountain Old Demon's base camp, the City of the Dead.
The Black Mountain Demon really liked his new concubine Fu Qingfeng. He not only prepared a formal wedding ceremony but also made many decorations for the City of the Dead.
Before Yan Chixia and his companions entered the City of the Dead, they could see the big red lanterns hanging at the entrance of the palace above them from a distance through the city gate. You have to know that this is the underworld, and big red lanterns are really rare.
"Fortunately, the passage of time in the underworld is different from that in the human world, so we are not too late."
Yan Chixia heard the citizens of the City of the Dead talking about the Black Mountain Old Demon's taking a concubine. He learned from them that the Black Mountain Old Demon brought back a beautiful woman a day ago and planned to get married tonight, but the wedding has not officially started yet.
"Miss Fu should be in the palace on the top of the mountain. Let's go in and look for her as soon as possible." After an ordinary soul enters the underworld, if it exceeds the three-day return time limit, it will completely become a lonely ghost and can never return to the world of life. Fu Qingfeng has been taken into the underworld by the Black Mountain Old Demon for two days. After the wedding night tonight, this person will really be beyond rescue until tomorrow morning.
In the Hall of Unjust Death, Fu Qingfeng, the bride, was still controlled by the two maids around her like a puppet. She could not control anything on her body except her eyes. No matter how anxious she was, she could not stop herself. She sat stiffly on the wedding bed, waiting for the auspicious time to come before going out to toast.
Yan Chixia and Master Baiyun mingled among the guests. However, due to the integrity of their bodies being too conspicuous among a group of unjustly dead ghosts with tragic looks, Yan Chixia and Master Baiyun had to put invisibility talismans on themselves.
"Old monk, this talisman only lasts for half an hour, we must hurry up."
Master Baiyun nodded, looked up at the layout of the Wrongful Death Palace, pointed to the palace on the right and said to Yan Chixia: "Master, I will go over here to look for someone, how about you go over there?"
Although it was more dangerous to act separately in the Black Mountain Old Demon's base camp, time waits for no one, so Yan Chixia had no choice but to agree. Before parting, Yan Chixia looked at Master Baiyun with some concern and said, "Old monk, please don't die here!"
"Amitabha, the world is unpredictable, everything is determined by fate. I have already lived to be over 70 years old, that's enough!"
People who practice Taoism have some perception of their own destiny. As early as when he agreed to the requests of Fu Yuechi and Ning Caichen, Master Baiyun already had a premonition that his death was approaching. However, everything in this world is destined. Although Master Baiyun felt regretful, he was not afraid and still chose to come.
Obviously, all this had been discovered by Yan Chixia who was traveling with him. Yan Chixia had no way to deal with it. The consequences of interfering with the fate of others were not that simple. What's more, even if Yan Chixia wanted to help Master Baiyun survive the catastrophe, there was nothing he could do.
The process of searching for Fu Qingfeng's soul was not difficult. One had to look for the most festively decorated palace in the rear hall of the entire Palace of the Dead. Yan Chixia entered the bridal chamber without wasting much time and saw the bride, Fu Qingfeng, sitting on the bridal bed with a veil on her head.
Not daring to make a sound, Yan Chixia hid in the bridal chamber and found an opportunity to knock down the maid guarding Fu Qingfeng. Fu Qingfeng saw through the edge of the red veil that the maid's body went limp and collapsed at his feet, and in the blink of an eye she turned into a paper man. He was startled.
Yan Chixia, who had put on an invisibility talisman, was quite relieved to see that Fu Qingfeng did not scream. After dealing with the paper maid in the bridal chamber, he came to Fu Qingfeng and used his magic power to help Fu Qingfeng get rid of the control.
Suddenly she was able to move, and Fu Qingfeng was surprised. She realized that there was an invisible "ghost" in the room besides herself. Fu Qingfeng panicked and secretly became alert. She secretly pulled out a gold hairpin from her bun and hid it in her sleeve. Suddenly, Fu Qingfeng noticed a slight airflow caused by walking, and she quickly took action and stabbed the gold hairpin to her side.
"Miss Fu, Miss Fu, I'm Yan Chixia." Yan Chixia dodged sideways and grabbed Fu Qingfeng's hand as he tried to attack her. She quickly explained, "I put on an invisibility charm. Don't shout."
"Master Yan?" Fu Qingfeng couldn't see anything, but she carefully identified the voice and found it was indeed Yan Chixia. "Master Yan, why are you here?" She was so excited that tears came out.
"Alas, after you disappeared, Ning Caichen and Miss Fu ran to look for us overnight. How could we just stand by and watch you die!" Fu Qingfeng was even more moved when she heard Yan Chixia mention his sister and sweetheart. Perhaps it was hope that she had encountered hope in a doomed death situation. The fear and fragility that Fu Qingfeng had been suppressing could finally be released. She carefully covered her mouth and cried silently.
Yan Chixia also wanted to comfort her, but time was really running out, so he had to interrupt Fu Qingfeng anxiously and signal her to quickly put on the invisibility talisman and leave with him.
"We are running out of time. Come with me and leave here."
"Master Baiyun is still looking for you in the Palace of the Dead. We have to go find him. This invisibility talisman only lasts half an hour. Hurry!"
"Okay, Taoist Priest!" Fu Qingfeng was not an ignorant person. He immediately stopped crying, tore off the veil and crown on his head, stood up and left.
The two men successfully escaped from the back hall and came to the main hall. Yan Chixia was worried about Master Baiyun, so he asked Fu Qingfeng to find a hidden place to hide first, while he went to the palace on the right to look for Master Baiyun.
The process of finding Fu Qingfeng's soul in the underworld was not very tortuous, but it was not so easy to find Fu Qingfeng's body in the human world. Although the consciousness of the Black Mountain Old Demon was all in the City of the Dead, it did not mean that there were no other obstacles on the Black Mountain in the human world.
After entering Black Mountain, both Zhiqiu Yiye and Shifang Little Monk's teams encountered a team of rotten corpses working for the Black Mountain Old Demon. Fortunately, the team of rotten corpses that Zhiqiu Yiye and Shifang Little Monk encountered were not difficult to deal with. The two of them, together with Ning Caichen and Fu Yuechi, who were lagging behind, managed to solve the problem.
Soon, white light began to appear in the sky, and it was obvious that daybreak was approaching. Almost all the ghosts in Black Mountain were afraid of Yang energy like the Black Mountain Old Demon, and they began to hide. Zhiqiu Yiye followed the traces of their retreat and finally found Fu Qingfeng's body in a cave in the deepest part of Black Mountain.
"Sister!" Fu Yuechi was very happy that Fu Qingfeng's body was finally found. Ning Caichen looked at the wedding dress Fu Qingfeng was wearing and felt depressed. He was too weak and could not protect Qingfeng at all.
The young monk Shifang looked up at the sky. The clouds in the sky had dispersed, and the golden sunlight penetrated the clouds and fell into the woods. The entire Black Mountain was gloomy and dark, and the horror of the night was no longer seen.