Baize no longer dared to sit carelessly.
He directly knelt inside the hall: "Please, Lady Goddess, forgive me. Baize was only provoked for a moment..."
It seems that he feels that no one would believe this, and can only speak the truth: "The three demons have committed a crime, but they are still very useful to the demon race. My Lady, the demon race has been living in the extremely cold and harsh northern lands for many years. The environment is too harsh. I am willing to act as a guarantee that the demon race will never step on human land again. Currently, those who have just appeared are descendants of human blood mixed with demons. Their bodies are too weak to withstand the severe cold in the north."
He took off the jade crown and then assumed a prostrate position, kneeling down very properly: "They are also members of the human race. Please, My Lady, grant them a path to survival!"
After waiting for a long time, he again bowed his head: "Thank you, My Lady."
After leaving the Goddess Wan Temple, Baize sighed heavily. It's really not easy, but at least he managed to get a crack in the door of the saint.
The cost is that he has to hurry to treat the three demons of Xuan Yuan Tomb. The nine-tailed fox spirit is not too serious, but the phoenix spirit and the pipa spirit are critical, and it seems they are about to die. At the same time, he also owes Deng ChanYu a great debt of causality. It's definitely not possible to resolve this causality with the "Western Saint style" method; he must come up with substantial compensation.
...
After repelling the three demons of Xuan Yuan Tomb, Deng ChanYu tidied up the battlefield and hurried back to He State City.
Daji seemed to be asleep, with not a trace of life in her entire body.
Jin DaSheng was very sincere and stood by the side to guard. The maid, Ping'er, had been crying before. Now she was crying so drowsily that she didn't even notice Deng ChanYu coming in.
Due to the direct use of the spiritual weapon Sleep Swords by Zhu Tianlin, the soldiers and those Su family members in the Su Manor were all confused and dazed. After being blown by a storm of sand and stones, they panicked and fled in disarray. At this moment, there were only Ping'er and Deng ChanYu left alive in the vast manor.
"All right, keep watch. The same rule applies: no one is allowed to approach except for me and this little maid."
Deng ChanYu hesitated slightly, but ultimately made up her mind.
She shook her shoulders and quickly withdrew the vitality from her body, soon transforming into a blue-faced, fanged female ghost soldier holding a long spear.
The changes in the "Nine and Eight School of Martial Arts" are very mysterious, being a transformation from the inside out. Now, for her to practice those underworld martial arts would likely not work, as she has just begun to master the "Nine and Eight School." However, without any vitality, deceiving some underworld officials and ghosts is no problem.
Deng ChanYu searched all around and quickly found the traces left by the underworld officials when they captured souls earlier, and quickly followed them.
...
Daji felt extremely cold, with howling winds all around. The ghostly official who had "led" her disappeared as soon as they reached their destination. Confused and disoriented, she could only walk forward mechanically.
"Uncle, may I ask... Ah!" Daji was bold enough to ask for directions, seeing a person in black clothes bowing their head and walking in front of her. But when she looked ahead, she only saw a pale, lifeless face, as well as her own hands that looked rather ephemeral and could easily be blown away by the wind.
It turned out that she was also dead.
Thinking of the words "your lifespan is over" she had heard earlier, even though her body had always been frail and she knew she wouldn't live long, the sudden untimely death still made her feel a bit sorrowful.
Now that she is dead, it's time to go to reincarnation, right? She hopes to have a more ordinary birth this time. She doesn't want to be as beautiful as this in her next life. With this face, it's too easy to attract trouble. She thinks she can achieve the level of Ah Yu...
"I'm sorry, Ah Yu, I'm not saying you're ugly. It's just... Ah, I have a bad mouth and can't say things well. In fact, you also look quite beautiful."
She muttered to herself, trying to relieve the overwhelming fear in her heart.
When Jiangziya formally conferred the deities, Huang Feihu was conferred as the "Supreme God of the Five Mountains" and the "Eastern Mount Taishan Emperor." At the same time, a decree was added that he could also supervise the 18 layers of Hell in the Underworld.
In reality, his position as the supervisor of the 18 layers of Hell was essentially a dropped official, as the underworld already had its own management system. What it lacked was low-level executors, not leaders. Of course, no organization is short of leaders; what's lacking is people who can get things done...
It's hard to say how much power future Huang Feihu will obtain, but for now, the underworld is a self-contained system that does not accept direct jurisdiction from the Heavenly Court.
Daji's life expectancy has not yet ended. She was mistakenly led to the Underworld due to some "people" in the shadows tampering with her fate.
The original plan of the fox spirit was to occupy the nest of others. As long as she occupied Daji's body, the soul of Daji in the underworld would have nowhere to rest and would quickly dissipate, which is literally a "God does not know, ghosts do not notice." It was considered to be taking advantage of a loophole in the management of the underworld. However, this well-crafted plan was thoroughly disrupted by Deng ChanYu. Not only was there no replacement, but at this point, the three demons had even fled outside the jurisdiction of Ji Zhou.
Daji's body is still there, but she has no breath. She is in a state that seems to be dead, but hasn't died completely yet.
This has resulted in her being much more agile than the surrounding ghosts.
At first, she was so panicked that she had to talk to herself, even muttering Deng ChanYu's name to gather a bit of courage. After walking an unknown distance in this ghostly place, she gradually stopped being afraid.
As she walked, she suddenly saw an old woman laboriously boiling soup up ahead.
She had heard the story of Deng ChanYu grinding an iron rod into a needle countless times.
Being young, in Daji's tiny heart, there was also an implicit desire to encounter a god in the wild, have a miraculous adventure, and then show off to Deng ChanYu upon her return.
Now that she is dead, any chance of encountering a god in the wild or showing off has become a mere dream. She looked around and felt that there was no danger, so she walked slowly over and asked, "Grandmother, do you need help?"
Mengpo looked back strangely and found that doing the same thing had been done millions of times. She was quite bored with it, but she never expected an unexpected incident to occur at this moment in this place. A person who should not have been present here at this time unexpectedly appeared.
She coughed and said, "It's quite a hassle to boil the soup, old woman's soup. You young ones, heh heh, probably don't have the patience for it."
If Deng ChanYu has five points of patience, then Daji has ten points.
She has no shortage of patience, being able to quietly stay at home and make a few Cold Fragrance Pills at a time.
Daji smiled lightly, "Old woman, when I was at home, I made a kind of medicine ball called 'Cold Fragrance Pill.' It's made from the pistils of white peonies, white lotus flowers, white osmanthus flowers, and white plum blossoms, each weighing twelve liang. And using twelve qian of rain from the same year's Rain Water Festival, dew from the White Dews, frost from the Severe Cold season, and snow from the Light Snow season, mixed with honey and sugar to make medicine balls as big as dragon's eyes. They are then placed in containers and buried under the roots of flower trees. When someone falls ill, take one pill with a decoction of twelfth-year phellodendron bark..."
Mengpo: "Huh?"
Girl, you really have a serious problem. A normal person would never do such a thing.
By the way, the process of making the Cold Fragrance Pill is indeed more complicated than your soup.
"Well, after all these years, the old woman is indeed tired and wants to take a break. Help us make two pots of soup, please."
