Chapter 33: You once called me husband, now you call me son
"It really drives people to death. You have to work hard to complete the allusion."
As soon as Yang He walked out of the Yamen, he looked at the sky with a solemn expression.
From the perspective of others, the clouds are only stained with a little black gray.
But with spiritual vision, he could see that there was a gathering of substantial Yin Qi above his head.
【Spiritual vision: 37.8 points】
After being in contact with the coffin for a long time, Yang He's spiritual vision has already reached half a hundred.
He didn't know if it was good or bad, but at least it allowed him to become more sensitive to ghosts. The issue of falling into the third level of hell should wait until the main world.
"Huh."
Li Feng exhaled and tied the coffin to his back with ropes. The skin and flesh had turned purple, showing the corrosive nature of the Yin Qi.
The best candidate to carry the coffin is Yang He, but the Taoist boy is weak.
"Daozhang Yang, you don't have to worry about their lives. If there is danger, you don't even have to worry about me. Just protect yourself."
Li Feng was not sure, otherwise he would not have brought thirteen officers and soldiers with him.
If necessary, the officers and soldiers would not hesitate to buy time for the two of them. Even Li Feng had no intention of returning to Cailian Town alive.
Tick.
Rain slides down.
The yin energy is intensifying, and as expected, continuous drizzle will cover hundreds of miles.
Yang He felt deeply troubled, but he could not wait until tomorrow to carry the coffin.
It won't be long before the incarnation of Mrs. Yin will come towards the coffin. If you want to survive, you have to get to Qinghu as soon as possible.
"We have to go on this trip, otherwise Guifu will not see any hope of completing it."
Yang He took out twenty or thirty large tonic pills and handed them to Li Feng.
"Practice of wine is not enough, but practice of elixir is enough."
"Haha."
Li Feng said calmly: "It will be difficult for me to distract myself from dealing with the evil spirits. I must concentrate on resisting the Yin Qi. Taoist Yang, please lead the way."
He swallowed four large tonic pills, his heartbeat increased, and he no longer looked tired.
But after all, it is just an ordinary constitution, and the big tonic pills have disadvantages but not benefits. The Yang fire that helps to increase can be regarded as using Yang Shou as firewood to burn.
Yang He took advantage of Li Feng's remaining strength and asked, "Master Li, why did the General's Office ask you to bring the coffin to Cailian Town?"
"This place is remote. Even if you want to go to a certain town, you won't pass by it, right?"
"It was indeed passing by."
Li Feng smiled helplessly: "We originally planned to go to Yuanjue Cave in Lingjiu Mountain, which is just over the mountains from Cailian Town to the east."
"Lingjiu Mountain..."
Yang He felt inexplicably familiar, but he couldn't remember which immortal's dojo it was from.
Li Feng no longer regarded Yang He as an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, and said without reservation: "It is said that the immortal in Lingjiu Mountain is named Ran Deng."
Yang He opened his mouth slightly but did not reply.
In the original work, the Randen Taoist and the Twelve Golden Immortals both belonged to the Chan religion. After the conferring of gods, they seemed to have joined Western Buddhism and became the Randen Buddha.
Yang He knew very little about Fengshen Yanyi and didn't understand the twists and turns in it.
But in any case, Li Jing obviously had no intention of letting Nezha live. The layout of Cailian Town was probably premeditated by Taiyi Zhenren.
At this time, a group of people had just walked out of the city gate of Cailian Town.
The rain soaked the soil, and the official roads became muddy. The rising strong Yin Qi covered the mountains and forests with a layer of silver frost.
【Spiritual vision: 37.9 points】
Yang He turned around and glanced at Cailian Town, feeling cold all over his body.
There were strange and inexplicable figures standing in the streets and alleys, watching them go away, and then a bustling city seemed to appear in the town.
Living people hide in their homes, while evil spirits repeat their actions in life.
"Be careful!!"
Li Feng reminded: "Yin energy entering the body will affect our Yang Fire. We must stabilize our mind to avoid being frightened and causing the Yang Fire to extinguish."
He murmured in complicated words: "I don't know how many years the remains have been piled up in the mountains. How many evil spirits will be born if they are watered by the rain?" Yang He felt a chill running down his spine, and at the same time he felt the consumption of Yang Fire increasing.
Everyone subconsciously speeded up. Although Qingming Lake was only a mountain away from each other, they felt as if they were crossing the Nine Netherworld.
"Hehe."
Yang He heard the chuckle swaying in the wind and grabbed the copper coin sword with all his strength.
The officers and soldiers couldn't help but turn their heads, and suddenly the Yanghuo on their right shoulders flashed.
"Hiss..."
Before he could react, a section of his finger had been missing. He could vaguely hear chewing coming from the shadows not far away.
"Damn it."
Yang Heyi threw the copper coin sword, and the ghost hand behind him grabbed the hilt and extended outward.
The laughter stopped suddenly, and there was half a mutilated ghost face on the copper coin sword, and the corner of the mouth that grinned to the ear was still showing mockery even when it was about to die.
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Yang He withdrew his ghost hand, only to see a dozen heads rolling towards him from the side.
The evil ghosts are all newly born weak ghosts, far inferior to the hungry ghost killed in the main world. It is obvious that the body is half solid and half empty.
But...the number is simply too terrifying.
Yang He glanced around, and the grass along the official road was full of eyes peeping.
"No, it's simply not realistic to fight to Qinghu."
Li Feng gasped and said: "I will guide them to reveal their yang energy, Taoist Yang, don't let evil spirits disturb their yang fire."
"Okay!"
Yang He said in a deep voice: "Close your eyes!!"
All the officers and soldiers obeyed, and then Yang He found a spare rope and tied it around their waists, and he took the lead to guide the direction.
"No matter what happens next, don't open your eyes."
Li Feng beat on the chest and abdomen, and the officers and soldiers couldn't help but feel thirsty. Suddenly, hot air came out of everyone's head, and the ghosts stopped swarming.
There are constant rustling movements, and the alluring fragrance makes the ghosts linger.
Yang He also closed his eyes and moved forward in the dark relying on his pupil ghost.
Fortunately, I had played the role of a lotus root picker and had the experience of going to Qinghu Lake at night, otherwise just looking for Qinghu Lake would have been a big trouble.
When there was no light in the sky, everyone walked into the hilltop where Qinghu Lake was located.
In the woods, black hair can be seen wrapped around the branches, and occasionally there are a few hanging corpses. Most of them are wild animals, and there are also many dead people.
According to Wu Hong, looking directly at black hair will be tabooed by Mrs. Yin.
They closed their eyes and relied on the rope to walk. Although they were in a miserable state, it was indeed safer and Li Feng could also get some breathing space.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
Yang He heard the rippling movement of the water and understood that they were getting closer and closer to Qinghu Lake. The cold wind mixed with raindrops made their faces hurt.
"Wait."
Yang He stopped everyone from moving forward, and Tonggui appeared behind his head and looked around.
"What...what's wrong?" Li Feng's joints were oozing blood, and he was chewing big pills in his mouth all the time.
"I thought it was because Mrs. Yin was in Qinghu that the evil spirits didn't follow me, but I smelled a very familiar fragrance."
"The unique fragrance of lotus root."
The soil within a hundred meters loosened, and a large number of tender white lotus root arms emerged one after another.
"Erlang~~"
The murmur of resentment echoed. After Mrs. Yin occupied the magpie nest, it was obvious that the Empress of Sanshan was wandering in the mountains, seemingly full of resentment.
"Tao Zhang Yang, how do I feel that it is here for you?" Li Feng secretly sighed, and the word "son" echoed in Yang He's ears every time.
"Is it because there is a lack of children that you are targeting a minor like me?"
"And..."
"Mrs. Yin is coming soon."
(End of chapter)