My Years in the Folklore World

Chapter 379: Void Zang

Coastal, suburban.

The old house was surrounded by iron fences, and various materials were piled up around it.

The 100 tons of different metals that Jiang Xinghuo ordered online will be delivered almost this afternoon.

However, the reason why Jiang Xinghuo came here again was not to collect the 100 tons of metal, nor to check the progress of the project.

But it was because of the omen given by Sakyamuni's destiny-seeing ability.

Jiang Xinghuo stood under a big tree on the roadside. He flipped his palm and a dark golden Buddha bowl appeared in his hand. A drop of blood merged into the Buddha bowl. Golden light rippled like ripples, and the result that emerged remained unchanged.

"Big evil..."

Jiang Xinghuo put away the Sakyamuni Buddha bowl, his eyes flickered slightly, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

Since he entered the game, he has seldom interacted with other players and has always turned a deaf ear to what is happening outside. The number of secular game players who have grudges against him can be counted on one's fingers.

One is the "Hassashin" of the Old Man of the Mountain, an ancient assassin organization that has spread from the secular world into reality.

They wanted to forcibly seize the clues about the treasure of Poseidon, but ended up killing the headless knight himself.

That was also the first time he killed someone in real life, and he developed an irreconcilable grudge with the other party.

But for some reason, they never sought revenge on me, as if this had never happened.

The other one is Long Yin Society.

This is a very mysterious organization. Apart from its name, nothing else is known.

The Public Opinion Research Bureau investigated for a long time but did not get any clues. They only knew that this organization was spread to Earth from the secular world.

However, Long Yin Society and himself did not have any deep hatred. Although their attempts to win them over had failed at first, the two sides had not fallen out.

Of course, we cannot say that there is no hatred at all.

Jiang Xinghuo remembers that time when he returned to his hometown.

The evil monk Erjianlian of Longyin Society killed innocent people and ended up getting himself killed.

Finally, there is the White Lotus Buddha.

That day at the Folk Museum, I ruined his plan. Not only did I steal his things, I almost killed him on the spot.

The person who hates me the most is none other than this White Lotus Buddhist.

Although he died in the prison of the Public Opinion Research Bureau, there are so many strange props and magic in the secular world that it is not uncommon to bring the dead back to life.

Jiang Xinghuo felt that the source of this omen of great misfortune should be this White Lotus Buddha, or someone related to him.

After that incident, Jiang Xinghuo inquired about related matters and found out that Bai Lian Buddha was originally one of the thirty-two disciples under the seat of Maitreya.

To put it simply, this original Maitreya is a cult leader and someone who is on the blacklist.

When he first obtained the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method, the original Maitreya used the method of deduction to plot against him, but his plan was offset by the divine talisman that could eliminate the evil traces of cause and effect.

This time, he might send other people to cause trouble for him.

Jiang Xinghuo knew that this group of people were all crazy. When they were at the Folk Museum, they dared to kill and rob in public.

If I still work in the folk shop, I might end up affecting innocent businesses around me.

Besides, the Dayan Bell can only exert its true power in an open space.

But we have to go a little further.

Jiang Xinghuo walked quickly along the suburban avenue, going wherever there were fewer people. In short, the quieter the place, the better.

After half an hour.

Jiang Xinghuo came to a mountain in the suburbs. At the foot of the mountain there was an abandoned Gothic church, a building left over from the Jiaqing period of the Qing Dynasty. At that time, there were not many churches in China and few people believed in Christianity.

Therefore, there are a few churches built in sparsely populated areas, making communication with the outside world very inconvenient.

Jiang Xinghuo walked to the door of the church, found a big rock to sit on, then took out his mobile phone from his pocket, played a game while waiting for the bad guest to come.

"You have triggered the title talent of the Pioneer."

"Your event triggering rate is temporarily increased."

"You are wandering around the streets of Beiping City, and suddenly you see a lot of people gathered in front of a notice board in front of you. Do you want to go over and take a look?"

"You walked to the front of the notice board and found that the content posted last year was actually a recruitment notice for the Imperial Kitchen."

"Notice from the Imperial Kitchen. The brewery of the Imperial Kitchen in Peking is in a severe shortage of staff due to booming business. We are now recruiting workers. Anyone with the strength to work will be accepted. We do not ask where they came from or where they came from. We will accept all who come. Those with relevant experience will be given priority."

"Do you want to go to the imperial kitchen in the south of the city immediately and join the brewery as a brewer?"

Looking at the information provided by the game text, Jiang Xinghuo recalled the news he got from the storyteller: the Immortal of the Forbidden Realm had two hobbies in his life.

One is drinking, the other is eating spicy food.

If I could join the winery, maybe I would have the chance to come into contact with the Usurping Immortal, and maybe even obtain his blood essence.

To put it another way, even if he couldn't get in touch with the Immortal of the Forbidden Realm, he wouldn't lose anything. It would just be two days of wasted time.

Whether there are dates or not, just give it a try first.

"You chose to go to the imperial kitchen."

"You have arrived at the imperial kitchen."

"You saw the cook in charge and explained your purpose. He immediately took you to the brewery and found the brewer who was busy brewing."

"The winemaker is asking if you are willing to be an apprentice here for a month. Your daily job is to help with moving things. It doesn't require any technical skills, as long as you have some strength."

"But there is no salary, and they only provide three meals a day and a place to sleep at night. As for how much you can learn, it all depends on your eyesight and understanding. It usually won't actively teach you relevant knowledge, so it's useless for you to ask."

Jiang Xinghuo thought it was really evil, but fortunately he was not there for the salary, so he just accepted the job and became an apprentice in the winery.

"You listened to the winemaker's words and started working hard in the winery. You worked hard without complaint and didn't slack off at all."

"The winemaker is very satisfied with your character. Near noon, he called you to his side and said that a mysterious guest had bought two jars of wine and asked you to carry them to him. Do you want to take on this task?"

When Jiang Xinghuo saw it, he chose to accept it without hesitation. He didn't know whether this guest was an unworthy guest, but if so, then his trip would not be in vain.

"You accepted the mission issued by the winemaker."

"You have obtained, Long River Brew x2."

"Long River Brew (excellent), a fine wine made from the water of a frozen river. It is hot and long-lasting, like a river bursting its banks, with an endless aftertaste. An ordinary person would sleep for three days and three nights after drinking one glass."

"But this mysterious guest drinks two large jars of wine every day. It is precisely because of this that Changhe Brewing is in short supply in Beiping City. Many dignitaries spend thousands of gold but still cannot buy a jar."

"I wonder what your plans are next?"

"Will you choose to deliver the two jars of wine to the guest's residence as the winemaker asked? Or will you choose to keep the two jars of wine for yourself and sell them on the black market for a good price?" "If you choose to keep them for yourself, you may get a lot of money from offerings."

"But if you deliver the wine to that guest's residence, you may get nothing. Please think twice."

There are two choices, either choose to order it privately or deliver it to the customer.

Jiang Xinghuo chose the latter without any hesitation. As he said, he had no shortage of incense and there was no need to take the risk.

"Carry the two jars of wine and walk towards the ruins of the Ministry of Justice. The guest who ordered the Changhe wine is staying there."

"The Ministry of Justice was originally one of the six ministries during the feudal period, and was also one of the three judicial offices under the command of the Lord of the Secular World."

"In the past, when the Lord of the Secular World ruled, the Ministry of Justice was known for its cruel methods."

"I don't know how many powerful monsters were tortured to death in the prison of the Ministry of Justice."

"After the fall of the Lord of the Secular World, some evil spirits coveted the secret treasures hidden in the Ministry of Justice and wanted to take over the Ministry of Justice. As a result, they were brutally tortured to death that night and turned into a skeleton."

"Over time, no one dared to attack the Ministry of Justice anymore."

"You have arrived at the remains of the Ministry of Justice."

"Put two jars of Changhe Niang outside the gate of the Ministry of Justice, and then strike the drum for appealing against injustice beside it."

"Three drum beats, two long and one short."

"This is the signal we agreed upon in advance. The main door of the Ministry of Justice slowly opened, and two puppets walked out from behind the door, carrying two jars of wine and walked in, leaving behind two silver coins to ward off evil spirits."

"You have obtained, 2 Silver Dollars for Suppressing Evil."

"The Silver Dollar for Suppressing Evil Spirits (common item), a silver dollar that has the ability to suppress evil spirits and ward off evil spirits. It was minted by order of the Lord of the Secular World in his later years. There aren't many of them left in the world, but there are quite a few. Children from wealthy families will carry such a silver dollar with them to ensure that they won't be disturbed by dirty things."

"What do you want to do next?"

"Will you choose to go to the Ministry of Justice to find out what's going on? Or will you choose to return to the brewery in the imperial kitchen and continue to be a helper?"

Jiang Xinghuo thought about it and felt that if he went in like this, he would probably not end up well.

He might lose the job in the imperial kitchen, so he chose to go back to the imperial kitchen and plan to go there again in the evening.

Things became much simpler afterwards, and the plot of the winery was uneventful, it was just in a semi-idle state.

Every half an hour or so, a prompt message would come in saying that the winemaking skills had been slightly improved.

But Jiang Xinghuo was not very interested in this. He just wanted to pass the time, and soon it was dusk.

Jiang Xinghuo sat on the stone at the door of the church, watching the setting sun gradually disappearing in the sky, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of throbbing in his heart.

The figure flashed.

In an instant, he was three meters away.

And at the moment Jiang Xinghuo left, the stone he was sitting on suddenly broke into pieces.

A breeze blew.

The millstone-sized stone turned into powder and disappeared.

"Amitabha, the donor is really very alert."

Jiang Xinghuo raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the voice, only to see a ripple in the air and a fat monk appeared at the spot with a smile on his face.

"I am Xukongzang, one of the thirty-two disciples of the Living Buddha Maitreya. Nice to meet you, benefactor."

The fat monk smiled, clasped his hands together, and bowed slightly to Jiang Xinghuo.

"Master, you are polite."

There was a gleam of light in Jiang Xinghuo's eyes, and his small pupils emerged, looking at the fat monk in front of him.

"Akasagarbha Bodhisattva (rare relic), wisdom like the void, wisdom like the sands of Ganges, no disasters can enter, treasure vajra, innate ability: void salvation."

"Void Universal Salvation: It can generate an independent space isolated from the outside world, free from the intrusion of external factors and environment."

This is the information observed from the perspective of Tathagatagarbha.

"Thank you for your kindness, benefactor. I have the audacity to come and visit you today. I have no intention of making an enemy of you. I just want to ask you for something."

The fat monk still had a smile on his face, and he didn't seem to have the slightest bit of hostility or murderous intent.

"I wonder what the master wants?"

Seeing that the other party did not bring it up clearly, Jiang Xinghuo was happy to pretend to be confused and continue talking with him.

Upon hearing this, the fat monk chanted the Buddha's name and chuckled:
"Donor, why do you have to ask when you already know the answer? What I want is naturally the thing you picked up from Junior Brother Bai Lian. As long as you give it to me, I will never disturb your interest again and will turn around and leave immediately."

"It's not like you're asking questions knowing the answer. Master, it's better to be clear about what you want."

"Haha... the donor is really funny... Duh!!"

The fat monk put his hands together, and the glass rosary in his hands turned into white bones in an instant. His fat face trembled slightly. He shouted softly, and a golden light flashed between his eyes, like two huge hammers hitting Jiang Xinghuo's heart hard.

Jiang Xinghuo only felt a chill spreading from his spine and exploding, and in the blink of an eye it spread throughout his body. He felt an extreme fear, and even his bones made a creaking sound.

But soon, a deep, melodious and ethereal sound came to Jiang Xinghuo's ears.

After listening to it, Jiang Xinghuo suddenly felt refreshed. All the heavy thoughts and fears deep in his heart seemed to be purified by this ethereal sound, and he felt better than ever before.

"The sound of the conch tide (a rare spell), is a natural magic that the mermaids are born with. The sound can resonate with the deep ocean currents and can clear all negative mental states, including but not limited to the evil spells of bewitching, confusing the mind, and controlling the spirit."

"A means of acting on the mind?"

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the fat monk in front of him.

Xukongzang didn't seem to expect that Jiang Xinghuo could get rid of his mental attack so quickly.

And looking at Jiang Xinghuo's gloomy face, he instinctively felt that something was wrong.

"Donor, please listen to my explanation..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

Jiang Xinghuo had already arrived in front of him. He stretched out his right hand like lightning, grabbed the fat monk's head, and gave him a big stone-smashing blow.

Boom! ! !

Half of the fat monk's body was sunk into the soil, and he was in a head-down position, with only his two legs floating outside.

"No need to explain. We'll just pay it forward. No one owes anyone anything now."

Then, Jiang Xinghuo's palm flashed with lightning, and he slowly grabbed Xu Kongzang's ankle bone...

(End of this chapter)