Netherworld Chapter 132: The Underworld (5)
Hmm? The Taoist priest said in a voice full of doubt.
I'm not kidding, this is true. Wei Qingcang smiled and said: If the master wants to know, please stay here, this is a major event that has never happened in thousands of years.
The old Taoist stood there, watching Dong Balang and his group quickly disappear from the left side of the hall. He then looked at the man behind the desk, turned back after a few seconds, and took a step forward: But these have nothing to do with me.
The old Taoist walked forward step by step, and arrived in front of Wei Qingcang in a few steps.
The reason why we want to keep you here is not our intention. Gamu, who had been standing still at the back, suddenly spoke up: It was that person who told us to keep you here if you want to follow the imperial lineage. That person said that this is related to the whereabouts of your junior brother.
This sentence made the old Taoist turn his head suddenly. He stared at Gamu for a while and asked: Who is that person?
Gamu shook his head and said only one sentence: It is better for you to stay, because you are no match for my eldest brother. Our previous grievances are over, and my eldest brother and I don’t want to go against you anymore.
Hearing this , the old Taoist snorted coldly and looked at Wei Qingcang: Although you have eaten the so-called immortal fruit and your strength has greatly increased after resurrection. But if I...
After all, I am still a human, not an immortal god. After thousands of years of petrification, the effect of the immortal fruit has weakened a lot. If you die, I may be seriously injured, but you can't leave. Wei Qingcang smiled and said: So, I don't want to go against the master. The master also contributed to my ability to live another life.
The old Taoist stopped talking and just stood under Wei Qingcang's nose and looked into his eyes, while Wei Qingcang had a smile on his face the whole time.
The old Taoist priest was not very tall, his body shape was standard, but compared with Wei Qingcang who was once a bronze-armored corpse, he looked too thin. But momentum was not determined by height and weight.
However, the old Taoist's aura and eyes, which were enough to make most people weaken in their legs, did not make Wei Qingcang retreat. Both of them were very stubborn.
I was watching from the sidelines, not daring to breathe. I had only one thought in my mind: if a fight breaks out, should I run or run…
Fortunately, the Taoist priest did not do anything. He took a step back, looking indifferent: It has been so long, I guess I can't catch up with them.
Wei Qingcang burst into laughter and bowed to the old Taoist: Please forgive me, my master.
The Taoist priest didn't reply to him. Instead, he walked back to my side and stood behind me facing the man behind the desk.
The two sides did not fight, which eased the atmosphere a lot, and I immediately felt relieved. However, although the old Taoist looked calm, his knife-like eyes still showed that the old man was very angry and the consequences would be serious!
Anyway, as long as there is no fighting, it's a good thing.
I breathed a sigh of relief, and my curiosity, which had been suppressed by fear, came back. I looked left and right, and then back and forth, and asked Gamu, who had been standing next to us: Is this the Yama Palace in the underworld?
Gamu nodded: To some extent, this is it.
To some extent? What does that mean? I was confused.
Don’t you think it’s too peaceful here? Gamu smiled.
It was very peaceful, not to mention the King of Hell, not even the weakest ghost messenger was seen. I was also very puzzled by this matter.
It is difficult to explain in detail, it is very complicated, and we don’t know much. Gamu said: However, in the underworld today, I am afraid there is nothing left except us living people.
What about ghosts and whatnot? What about the King of Hell?
Gamu glanced at the stone carvings around him: I don’t know if there is a King of Hell, but if there is...
From his expression, I knew the answer.
If there really is a King of Hell, he would have turned into a stone sculpture long ago.
As for why there are stone sculptures everywhere, but the entire underworld is empty, no one can explain it. Gamu's words don't sound like a lie, he probably doesn't know much.
I was very disappointed. If I had known this would happen, I would have gone to see the resurrection of the Emperor of Heaven.
But then again, Wei Qingcang insisted that we stay here and not let the old Taoist follow the Emperor's vein... Could it be that he already knows the old Taoist's plan?
No, even if he knew, it should be "that person" he mentioned.
But who is that person?
Judging from the conversation between Wei Qingcang and the old Taoist, he does not seem to be an undertaker.
Oh, right, the undertaker!
I turned around and looked at the person behind the desk. This person is...
When I looked at Gamu, he seemed to know my doubts. He nodded and said with a smile: It is him, the mastermind of this underworld plan and the only successor of the corpse-burying lineage.
Now that we are talking about undertakers, I naturally think of the three meridians that advanced into the Central Plains before, but were killed without a single survivor along the way.
You are deliberately framing the Zhou family, right? I asked.
Yes. Gamu nodded.
But to frame the Zhou family, there is no need to harm one's own people. All three sects combined, so many disciples died there...
Let me answer this question for you. A voice came from the front, it was the man behind the desk.
His voice was soft, but very penetrating. Even from dozens of meters away, I could still hear it clearly. I looked at him curiously. This young undertaker had always been very mysterious. He had drawn my blood, helped Sanmai unlock the immortal fruit, and it seemed that he was also the one who framed the Zhou family.
And now, even entering the underworld and starting the reincarnation are actually his responsibility.
This is an amazing person, who always seems to be shrouded in a fog. Now is the time for the fog to be blown away.
The voice of the corpse embalmer came from the front: The world has changed drastically since 2,000 years ago, and cultivation has become increasingly difficult. My lineage of corpse embalmers uses the method of seizing people's great fortune as a way of cultivation. This method is achieved by the heaven, earth, and man, and it can also be defeated by the heaven, earth, and man.
Wars are becoming less frequent, and fewer people are dying. If we follow the rules of war in modern society, even if countries fight each other, not many people will die. This has almost completely wiped out my corpse vein.
If there is no one to bury, there is no luck to be taken away. This is the source of our strength, but also the reason why we become increasingly lonely and struggle to survive.
But more than seventy years ago, we had a glimmer of hope. From an ancient secret scroll, we found a secret method that could restore the world to normal.
Uh, is there anything abnormal about this world compared to the past? I asked the Taoist out of curiosity.
Before the Taoist priest could answer, the undertaker gave the answer: In ancient times, it was easy to practice, and it was not difficult to become an immortal. There are the principles of heaven and human relations, and all evil has its roots. Those who do good are blessed. Good people will have great luck, and evil people will have great luck. And we undertakers are becoming more and more powerful by taking away the good people's luck.
Nowadays, the blessed have nothing to rely on, and the wicked have nothing to fear. The great fortune has come, and it is no longer normal. Moreover, there are fewer and fewer places for people to die, and there are fewer and fewer people we need to bury. If we cannot seize the fortune, the corpse burial lineage cannot survive.
More than seventy years ago, when we found the secret method, we had our chance. The war between nations affected the entire world. Countless people died on this land.
The ancestors of the corpse-carrying lineage took away the destiny of the dead, but relying on this war alone, we will not be able to laugh for long. Therefore, the ancestors sneaked into the Zhou family and stole the Demon-Subduing Sword to suppress the destiny.
This great fortune has been suppressed for seventy years, and now it is left to me. But the fortune has been lost a little, and it needs to be replenished. The undertaker cannot kill people to take away the fortune, whether directly or indirectly, because nothing can be hidden from God. I can't wait that long. Everything is ready, but I just lack this little bit of fortune.
So you found the Heavenly Corpse Vein, told them your plan, and used the lives of thousands of people to replenish the lost luck. The old Taoist suddenly interrupted: "Your selfishness has cost the lives of thousands of people. The way of heaven is unruly, and this is also your luck. Otherwise, you would have been punished by heaven and died without a burial place."
The undertaker laughed: "The master is right. Luck is fleeting. Perhaps this is a manifestation. But as long as the plan is fully implemented, everyone will be rewarded, far beyond imagination."
Even if Tian Gang reappears, it has nothing to do with your corpse, said the old Taoist priest.
Of course not, otherwise, why would I, the Corpse Vein, have to prepare for so many years. The Corpse Master said with a smile: The world is hard to change, if I still make a living by the Corpse Vein method, it will be difficult to continue. What I want to seize is a great fortune, which will allow my Corpse Vein to look down on the world and control the great fortune of the world!
The old Taoist frowned, as if he was thinking about what the undertaker meant. In fact, until now, I still don't understand what the undertaker wants to do.
At this moment, the old Taoist suddenly exclaimed: You want to... this is impossible!
The undertaker laughed: "The master is indeed a master. Even without the origin of the Five Classics, he can still handle the affairs of the world. Nothing is impossible. Rather than lingering on, it is better to rely on luck. Now I am the only one with the best luck in the world. Didn't the master say that if the Heavenly Law does not appear, it is actually a good thing for me."
