Daming prepares the emperor

"father!"

"Xiaoyi!" Mu Shisan rushed over, threw himself on the gate of Fengdu Ghost City, hugged it and shouted, "Xiaoyi, it's really you!"

Even though Zhu Biao was cautious along the way, he only found out after hearing their conversation that the city gate turned out to be a monster, and it was the son Mu Shisan had been looking for for many years.

It's not that he's not capable enough, but that he didn't expect to have this in his thinking, so he didn't pay more attention.

It seems that there are many benefits of going out more often. You can gain wisdom by eating a ditch, and you can get something different after traveling thousands of miles.

"Son!" Mu Shisan cried bitterly on Mu Xiaoyi's body, "I finally found you! 50 years, I don't know how I survived these 50 years as a father! I have traveled all over the country, and I can't think of it You are here!"

"father……"

"Xiaoyi, have you eaten well, have you been bullied? You, what are you doing here? Did those bastards make things difficult for you?"

Mu Xiaoyi also cried, sobbing, tears as big as a millstone rolled down, washed down the road and ran like a brook, he didn't have the energy to think about Mu Shisan's problem at all, he just poured out his thoughts all at once.

"Father, I miss you so much. I dreamed of you in my dreams. When I woke up, I thought I was still with you. There was my mother in the dream. She always said that you were coming to pick me up. Let me wait a little longer. Wait, wait, I waited for a long time, but I didn't see you, and now you finally found me!"

Hearing these words, Mu Shisan seemed to have been stabbed more than a dozen times in the heart, his hands and feet were cold, he grabbed Mu Xiaoyi even tighter, and murmured a few words repeatedly: "You have suffered a lot. , have suffered, father is sorry for you, sorry for you, son, you have suffered..."

Dreaming about relatives, how much pain and longing is hidden behind this ordinary sentence?Mu Shisan didn't even dare to think about it, he was afraid that if he thought about it, he would faint from tears.

Zhao Qingya watched the reunion of their father and son with relief, and said with emotion: "How many people in the world can't meet after separation. Although they have gone through hardships, they are lucky to have a good result."

These words are typical of the thinking of Jianghu people.

There is no absolute right and wrong in the arena, and there is no absolute victory. Destiny is like duckweed in the water, ups and downs, there is no definite number, and they have no idea what kind of ending they will win.

But Zhu Biao didn't think so: "What are you talking about being lucky? If you are really lucky, you shouldn't be separated. This is just self-comfort. Who stipulated that they have to bear this?"

Zou Pusheng's eyes lit up, and he praised this in his heart, this is the demeanor of a king.I have always been firm-willed, unwilling to follow others' advice, and ambitious people achieve hegemony, and they can see the leopard in their hands. My son is already like this, and my father is definitely not bad.

Zhao Qingya was taken aback for a moment, then nodded after a while, and did not refute Zhu Biao's opinion: "I am pedantic."

"Things should be killed at the source." Zhu Biao continued, "When it happens, it must be changed, and it must be changed. No matter what, we must not accept our fate."

After he finished speaking, he took the lead to walk forward, leading the two people and one demon behind him to the gate of the city, and looked up at Mu Xiaoyi, who was more than 20 feet tall.

"You can't take it away just yet." Seeing that Mucha had the urge to take Mu Xiaoyi away, Zhu Biao spoke out to dissuade him, "Don't startle the snake, wait until Gao Bailing is completely solved, and then take it with us when we leave the city."

"But!"

"No but." Zhu Biao said firmly, "If you take it, Fengdu will lose its gate, and there will be riots in the city, and we will go in again. Isn't it putting it in danger? No one here knows your relationship, No one will threaten a door, it is safest to leave it alone."

There was a sniffling sound from the city gate, and he said in surprise, "Father, who are you? Who are these?"

Ju Fei walked around it, only to feel that it was a huge cat scratching board, with its paw stretched and retracted, retracted and stretched again, and wanted to scratch it twice.

"Ah, this is Lin Shi." Mu Shisan wiped his tears with his sleeve, and introduced people to his son one by one, "This is Mr. Zou, this is Brother Zhao, and this one, named Ju Fei, is It’s a Youdao cat demon.”

As soon as the word Youdao came out, Ju Fei felt relieved, immediately forgot what he had just thought, and took the initiative to say hello to Mu Xiaoyi.

"Father, what are you guys going to do? Are you going to go in and make trouble?" Mu Xiaoyi lowered his voice.

It was still young when it was stolen, and it has been here for 50 years without being taught. It is not surprising that it is still a child.

Mu Cha had calmed down a little at this time, accepted Zhu Biao's advice, and knew that what he said was right, so he said to Mu Xiao, "Yes, we are going to sneak into the city to make trouble, Xiao Yi, do you have any news? so we can know?"

"I can open the door for everyone and let you all in. They won't know." Mu Xiao said, "But Fengdu is full of ghosts and evil spirits, and strangers with yang energy will be exposed as soon as they enter. You have to think about it." Way to disguise."

Ju Fei was the first to say that she could become a beautiful female ghost, and she would definitely not be seen by others.

Zou Pusheng suggested: "Then, brother Ju and I can pretend to be a couple, and the young master can pretend to be our son."

Zhao Qingya, who was alone, thought about it, but it was still not easy to insert into this newly formed family, and said: "I will be your guard, I will be... the dead ghost whose head was beheaded by the enemy during the pursuit. "

He pulled out his sword, cut a gash in his hand, dipped the tassel of the sword into the flowing blood, and drew a thin line of blood on his neck. After it dried up, he still looked pretty good. At first glance, he really looked like Headless.

Zhu Biao nodded: "Okay, in this way, Mu Shisan can be our old housekeeper. We are newly dead, a wealthy family who was murdered by robbers in the wild, how about this arrangement?"

Everyone thinks it's okay.

With an identity, the next step is the issue of yin and yang.Zhu Biao took out a small gourd from his pocket, poured out five pills and distributed them to everyone: "This is the elixir made by my master. After eating it, it will look like a ghost within twelve hours. However, if we are still in the city, I am afraid that we will be torn to pieces by the ghosts."

"It will definitely come out within twelve hours!" Zhao Qingya smiled easily, took the pill and swallowed it in one gulp.

In just a few breaths, the effect of the medicine took effect, and they were almost like dead ghosts. The yang energy in their bodies was exhausted, and the yin energy overflowed. Judging from the concentration, they were still new ghosts who had just died.

Mu Shisan put his hand on the gate of the city: "My son, you wait here. Father will come back to you after he has dealt with the person who captured you. From now on, we will continue to visit mountains and rivers and never separate again."

"Okay." Mu Xiao said, "I'll wait here! If you don't come out, even if you die, I'll hold you back."

After the two demons made promises to each other, they parted in a hurry, and the group went into the city.

The city was still dark, with dark clouds covering the entire Fengdu, and the whole city seemed to be covered with a thick layer of gauze, which was so blurry that people couldn't see clearly. The cold feeling spread upwards along the ground, as if it was echoing the sky.

Shadows spread and grow in the faintly visible alleys and pavilions. The wind blows everywhere, with no specific direction and no specific source. It just blows so recklessly that Zhu Biao's hair is messed up, and his face is covered with mud. .

He couldn't help but increase the mana supplied to his eyes, trying to see more clearly in the cloudy air.

The architecture and decoration are unexpected, no different from ordinary towns.There are many low-rise bungalows, and there are also many high-rise buildings. The difference is that their layout is very strange. It seems to form a circle around the center of the city, like a maze, layer by layer, densely packed, strange people If you enter by mistake, you may never get out for the rest of your life.

And these houses all have a strange house number, and there is a white lantern hanging on the door.

The lanterns emit erratic white light, indistinct, swaying with the wind, lighting up the unnecessary fire during the daytime in the vast ghost town.

Looking around, at the center of the ghost town, surrounded by pavilions and pavilions, stands a black building that seems to reach the sky.Its walls are burning with red will-o'-the-wisps that are not realistic and clinging closely, and the top position is inserted into the dark cloud, and there are white flashes bypassing constantly amidst the lightning and thunder, which is very scary.

This is a cave made by demons.

Zhu Biao looked carefully, and found that the building was not rough, but delicate and unusual, with carved beams and painted buildings, high eaves and teeth, lights flashing in the windows, ghosts and ghosts alternately reflected on the window paper, and there were many residents.

Ju Fei swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "Boss, there seems to be something wrong here, I always feel like there is a trap."

"If it's right, it's strange." Zhu Biao replied, "To gather ghosts and keep Yin Qi is against the will of God. If there is a sense of stability and harmony here, we will die."

Zhao Qingya looked at the surrounding situation, quite curious, looked left and right, and said: "This street is empty, half of people, ah no, there are not even half of ghosts, it's really strange."

Indeed, there are only a few of them walking on the stone road now. The footsteps echo in the long street, clearly audible, and seem to be able to spread throughout the city.

The wind picked up, spreading the rattling sound farther.

Jufei kept looking back, it was terrified, always felt that something was following him, tremblingly grabbed Zou Pusheng's sleeve, unexpectedly, it really showed the essence of Xizi's heart-holding.

Zhu Biao said: "Since it is a ghost town, maybe the work and rest are reversed, and there is a high possibility that they will come out at night."

"Ghosts also want to live in a house?" Zhao Qingya asked, "Is this house made of paper?"

The experience of wandering the rivers and lakes made him always say that the wind is the rain. He quickly picked a room and walked up to it. He reached out and touched it. He was surprised and said: "It's really paper! This paper is not white, and it is actually the same as real paper." Hard as a brick!"

The house he chose was more decent than others, it was a common style in the south, the front door was cleaned very clean, and there were even couplets pasted on both sides, it seemed that the person living in it was an elegant person.

But this couplet is black and white.

Although it says wishing you a happy new year and a safe coming year, but in such an environment, under the light of white lanterns, it really looks very unlucky.

It is appropriate to write "Early death is good, and it is okay to die again".

Just when he was about to go back, the door suddenly opened with a creak, and a young man dressed in a Confucian robe came out, holding a soy sauce bottle in his hand, looking at Zhao Qingya in surprise, hesitating for a moment, then cupped his hands politely Said: "I have seen Xiongtai."

Zou Pusheng and Zhu Biao looked at each other and walked over. Zou Pusheng took the lead in replying: "This is my guard. I am curious about the things in the city. You are so abrupt."

"Ah, it's all right. This brother is so heroic, he must be a martial arts master."

"This is a dog." Zou Pusheng smiled, patted Zhu Biao on the shoulder, and Zhu Biao saluted him.

The young man returned a salute and said, "Young master has an extraordinary bearing, I think in the future..."

He suddenly choked up, realizing that those who entered the ghost town were already dead, children would no longer grow up, adults would no longer age, so what was the future to talk about.

Zou Pusheng quickly answered, "We're new here, and we don't know much about the rules here. Could you please introduce us?"

"Ah, okay, come with me!" The young man smiled coyly, trying to ease the embarrassment, "My house is close to the city gate, and it's not uncommon for people to come and ask.

He turned around and locked the door, picked up the white lantern at the door and held it in the other hand, leading the way and strode forward: "When did you come here? Which adult brought you here?"

Zhu Biao said: "We came at Chenshi, as for who led us in, I didn't see clearly."

"Oh, it seems that the reason why Lihun was too muddled just now." The young man naturally found a reason for him as Zhu Biao thought, "Since you were left halfway, it should be Judge Zhong Brought it. It’s a coincidence that the days when he goes to ecstasy are numbered.”

"Judge Zhong?"

"Master Zhong Kui, of course!" The young man sighed, "Judge Zhong is good at everything, but he is too extravagant."

Zhong Kui……

Zhu Biao frowned. Did Zhong Kui from the Tang Dynasty die and stay here, or is it just Zhong Kui with the same name and surname?

If it was Zhong Kui who hated evil like an enemy in the Tang Dynasty, would he be willing to work for Gao Bailing?

No, could it be that Gao Bailing imitated the myths and legends, built Fengdu, and wanted to do nothing but give the ghosts here names that the common people are familiar with, so as to lower their vigilance?

Or is there any mystery here?

Zou Pusheng said: "I'm Zou... Zou Qu. I don't know what your name is?"

"My surname is Zheng, and my name is Ninghe. You can call me whatever you want, after all, everyone is dead, so why are there so many rules?" The young man replied casually.

He walked ahead against the gloomy wind, but his steps were very vigorous. It seemed that the white lantern in his hand was working, resisting most of the resistance for him.

Soon they came to the place where Ju Fei and Mu Shisan were waiting.

"Brother Zheng, this is my wife, and this is the old housekeeper of my family."

"Hello, both of you." Zheng Ninghe took a few more glances at the trembling Ju Fei, and praised, "Mrs. Ling is really beautiful and beautiful. Brother Zou is so lucky."

Ju Fei smiled "weakly" and said nothing.

"Everyone, I will lead you to register in the city first, and then I will invite you to meet Boss Ji at the restaurant." He then changed the subject, "He has a warm heart and has been familiar with all kinds of things in Fengdu for many years. He should be able to Help you."

"Then it's time for Brother Zheng."

As a result, the group of people had different thoughts and followed him in strides.

After walking for about half an hour, they were already close to the high-rise building. Zheng Ninghe suddenly asked: "Mr. Zou, I think your family background is good, but are there any relatives alive?"

Zou Pusheng's heart skipped a beat, he didn't know what he meant, and out of caution, he replied: "No, there have been frequent wars in recent years, and there are only three of us left in our family."

Zheng Ninghe sighed: "Then there is no other way."

"Brother Zheng, what do you mean?"

"Money, as the saying goes, having money can make ghosts turn the clock. I died only to realize that this is an eternal truth." Zheng Ning said softly, "It is impossible to live without Yin Qi in Fengdu. The easiest way to get this thing is naturally to extract it from the paper money burned by the family. Even our currency is the Fengdu paper money made by the Fujun with Yin Qi."

It turns out that there is still this layer, Zhu Biao pondered: "There should be many ghosts without relatives alive, even if there are, they may not burn paper money to come here. How should these ghosts live?"

Zheng Ninghe pointed to the high-rise buildings in the center of the city: "There are often banquets held there, and people need to go to serve them on a regular basis, and they can earn some paper money back. The two adults, Ox Head and Horse Noodle, will occasionally hire odd jobs, and the pay is very high, but they have to go out of the city Going to arrest the soul is a bit dangerous."

"Boss Ji is kind-hearted. He will take in one or two of the new ghosts without relatives to burn paper money. At least they can survive for a few months. You don't have to worry about it."

"Everyone lives here, is it really the same as usual?" Zhu Biao pretended to be innocent, "Is the Fujun the Taishan Fujun? Isn't this place called Fengdu? Can we reincarnate? Naihe Bridge is there ? Who are the guests attending the banquet on the tall building?"

"Uncle Zheng, why did you take a soy sauce bottle? Do ghosts want to eat too?"

Zheng Ninghe was taken aback, and said with a smile: "Young Master Zou has too many questions, let's get to know it slowly in the future, come on, we've arrived!"

Zheng Ninghe, who said these words, raised his head and looked at the plaque hanging on the restaurant. On the plaque glowing with pale white light, the three characters "Taipinglou" were written on it.

The white lanterns were still shining.

Two beams of light, one up and one down, hit Zheng Ninghe's face very clearly, and Zhu Biao saw a faint green light in his eyes.

The corners of his mouth seemed to turn upwards.

Sensing Zhu Biao's gaze, Zheng Ninghe turned his head, and there was a creaking sound between the neck and head, as if two parts were temporarily joined together.

He smiled and said, "Why don't you go in, Young Master Zou?"