Day and night tour

Chapter 317: The Evil God Gives Up His Throne
Zhou Xuan made up this lie in order to prevent Xuejing Club from losing its status.

How did the style come about?

It is mysterious and obscure enough so that members cannot grasp the identity of the "high priest", and the status of KuKu can be improved - which is beneficial for Blood Well to attract more members in the future.

"I have to arrange an identity for Zhou Xuan in the future." Zhou Xuan thought about himself.

……

"Sure enough, Tianzun is omnipresent and omnipotent."

After Awang finished reporting his work to Zhou Xuan, he said to Li Liuyun: "Zhou Xuan stripped Li Jiumu's new soul, so the high priest sent someone to ask for it... But that was Zhou Xuan."

Zhou Xuan and Yuan Buyu's move this time shocked Awang's heart to a great extent.

A great elder with seven incense sticks... Zhou Xuan easily created a snake dream in his dream using the dream law.
Li Jiumu was so powerful, but he never even had a dream in Yuan Buyu's hands.

Saying that he is "a hawk hunting a rabbit" is an exaggeration of Li Jiumu's strength. In the hands of Zhou Xuan and Yuan Buyu, he is not even a rabbit. A rabbit can still kick its legs to resist. At most, he is a toad and can be stepped on however they want.

Such a powerful person, but the high priest sent someone to ask for the new soul that had just been stripped away. There was a sense of relief in his words.

Li Liuyun held a different view. He poked Awang's forehead with his slender jade finger and said, "Awang, you really don't have a brain. You still haven't figured out... Zhou Xuan's identity is not ordinary..."

"Ah? What is Zhou Xuan's identity?"

"He must be a priest under the high priest."

Li Liuyun analyzed decisively: "Look, we almost fell into the hands of the Great Elder. Who would care about the safety of us two little people at this time?
Of course it’s the High Priest and the Heavenly Lord!”

"So, Zhou Xuan and Yuan Buyu were originally sent by the high priest?"

"That's natural." Li Liuyun said, "Otherwise, the appearance of Zhou Xuan and Yuan Buyu would be too coincidental."

As she spoke, she bowed excitedly in the direction of Mingjiang City and said, "May God have mercy on us and guide us to meet our true master. I, Li Liuyun, swear to be loyal to God until death."

Awang was equally excited and bowed towards the city.

"Today we have seen just a glimpse of the high priest's power. He sent out his priests to kill Li Jiumu easily. The members of our Blood Well Society really have a patron saint."

"We can't always rely on the high priest to protect us. We have to think about how to do what he tells us to do."

When Li Liuyun said this, Awang felt a little troubled.

Their mission today is to find out the origin of the "Nine Snake God", but Li Jiumu has made it clear - today, the blood sacrifice ceremony will be held smoothly, but the Nine Snake God will not come.

Since it won't come down, how can we find out where it came from?

"First, stay here and listen to the High Priest's instructions, and let us take action to deal with the current situation."

Li Liuyun pointed at the corpse on the ground and said.

After all, Li Jiumu was the great elder. He died in Liuyun Village, so he needed to give an explanation. Otherwise, it would be extremely difficult for Li Liuyun and Awang to escape from the village unscathed.

"Bury the body first."

Li Liuyun felt that he had to cover up the matter first, and then think of an excuse to give an explanation to the other elders in the village.

She and Awang were just about to start burying the body, but they didn't expect that the other elders in the village would act very quickly. Seven people in coarse robes suddenly grew out of the yellow soil in the yard like bamboo shoots after the rain.

"Old Four, why did the Great Elder die?"

"You are the one who committed treason? You killed the great elder?"

"That young man is not from our Liuyun Village."

Today is the blood sacrifice ceremony. The seven elders were originally offering sacrifices to their ancestors in the ancestral temple, but the ashes from the burning incense suddenly floated around and wrote the words "Jiu Mu" on the ground. At the same time, the skulls enshrined in the ancestral temple were all buzzing and vibrating, indicating that something big was happening in the clan.

Liuyun Village has the custom of "headhunting". If there is a conflict with other villages, after a fierce battle, they will cut off the heads of the other tribesmen, peel off the skin and flesh, and collect the gray skulls as their own military exploits.

In addition, when an elder with great prestige in the clan dies, his head will be cut off and the skull will be enshrined in the ancestral temple.

The skulls of Liuyun Village are equivalent to the "ancestral tablets" in the main halls of Mingjiang Prefecture.

The ancestor's skull gave a clear indication, and the other seven elders used the "Law of Nature" to reach the Great Elder's Courtyard at lightning speed...

At this time, there were only Li Liuyun and Awang in the courtyard, so the elders naturally blamed the death of the great elder on these two people.

Although they also believed that with Li Liuyun's level of influence, even if he had a particularly outstanding rebellious nature, he would not be able to kill the Great Elder.

Li Mucun was the second elder in Liuyun Village. After the death of the first elder, he became the elder with the highest power. He waved his cane and instructed the other elders: "What are you all standing there for? Take down the fourth elder and the foreigner. Wait until the blood sacrifice ceremony is over before interrogating and sentencing them."

"Yes."

The other elders, with fierce eyes, surrounded Li Liuyun and Awang and forced them to leave.

Just at this time,

Suddenly, a fox howl was heard outside the yard.

In the deep mountain villages of Mingjiang Prefecture, beliefs are mixed, but all villages have a consensus that foxes must not be killed. Foxes are members of the clan of King Xishan, the master of Yin Hall.

A ball of snow was rolling... A six-tailed fox, with extremely graceful steps, slowly walked into the courtyard.

"Fox Ugly?"

Li Mucun recognized the fox's origin from a line of colorful fur on its back.

Fox Chou'er is not ugly. From any aesthetic perspective, he is a very handsome fox.

But King Xishan loved to listen to operas, and Fox Chou'er always liked to play the clown roles in the operas, making jokes and trying to make King Xishan happy. Over time, it got the name "Chou'er".

Fox Chou'er and Fox Slave'er were both favorites under King Xishan... For the red fox, seeing it was like seeing King Xishan.

"Elders of the Li family, King Xishan has issued an order that the great elder of Liuyun Village, Li Jiumu, has the intention of treason and is planning to cause chaos during the blood sacrifice ceremony. I have teamed up with Hu Nuer to kill him."

"Where is Fox Slave?"

Li Mucun gritted his teeth and questioned Hu Chouer.

"Of course I went back to the White Bone Taoist Palace to report to King Xishan. Why do you seven elders feel resentful and want to kill our two foxes to avenge the chief elder?"

When Hu Chou'er said this, he pushed off the ground with his hind legs, stood up, and transformed into a scholar in a white robe. He held a suona in his hand and glanced at Li Mucun and the other elders.

"King Xishan is in charge of Mingjiangyin Hall. We are insignificant and have no say, so how dare we complain? But the Great Elder was accused of 'rebellion' and you were slaughtered like dogs. We are not convinced."

"The details of the incident and the reasons will be given to you in a written document from Hu Shu'er of the Dao Palace. As for me, I don't need to give you any explanation today."

Hu Chouer held the suona whistle in his mouth and blew it loudly.

A loud and clear sound reached the sky, causing the white clouds to change color. Then it put down the suona and shouted, "People on the Huangquan Terrace are depressed, and those on the Wangxiang Terrace are reminiscing about the past. Elders, please accept my condolences and... make way!"

Having said this, Hu Chou'er swaggered through the group of seven people, then walked out of the courtyard with a hint of provocation.

During the process, Li Mucun wanted to take action, but in the end, considering the prestige of King Xishan, he held back.

When Hu Chou'er reached the gate of the courtyard, he suddenly turned around and said to Awang, "That Shi family member, the Shi family leader begged King Xishan, who didn't want you, the Shi family priest, to die. King Xishan gave him face and asked me to take you away. Why don't you hurry up and follow me?"

"Hey."

Awang woke up as if from a dream. He looked at Li Liuyun meaningfully before strode after Hu Chouer.

"The Fox Tribe has bullied us too much..."

Li Mucun was enraged by Hu Chouer's slightly arrogant appearance just now, but he was only angry for a moment... King Xishan was extremely famous among the dozen or so mountains in Mingjiang. He had accumulated power for many years, but the death of a great elder did not make Li Mucun have any intention of rebelling.

After his emotions cooled down, Li Mucun waved his hand and said to Li Liuyun, "Old Four, you haven't visited the ancestral temple during today's ceremony, right? Go and pay your respects."

Since Hu Chou'er and Hu Nu'er have already taken on the reputation of killing the Great Elder, then Li Liuyun must not be the one who killed the Great Elder... In addition, Li Liuyun is a wealthy man in the village, so there is no point in making things difficult for her.

"Yes, Great Elder." Li Liuyun changed his words quickly.

As soon as Li Jiumu died, Li Mucun became the new great elder.

"Go."

Li Mucun's expression finally relaxed a little - the fourth girl had stayed in the capital city for a long time, so she had a smart mind.

……

Li Liuyun walked on the hard stone road, and felt a softness under his feet, as if he was stepping on cotton, and his steps were light and empty.

She felt like everything was a dream.

Hu Nuer and Hu Chouer suddenly stood up and took the blame for "killing the Great Elder".
These two were both popular figures in front of King Xishan, and were two of the famous Six Foxes - there was only one possibility for them to take the blame, and that was that they had taken King Xishan's life.

She didn't need to guess too much as to why King Xishan wanted Erhu to take the blame. She knew it was the "high priest" of the Blood Well Society who did it.

"King Xishan, he is a god-like figure."

The disciples of Yintang had no idea about the Bone Elders Association or the witches, but since they grew up in the village, the famous King Xishan meant "heaven" to them.

Compared to the high priest who sent Zhou Xuan and Yuan Buyu, the master and apprentice, to kill the great elder with a dream,
Now the high priest's order to "King Xishan" has truly shocked Li Liuyun.

"Who is the high priest? What kind of powerful power does he have?" Li Liuyun said with emotion.

……

The White Bone Taoist Palace is located at the top of the Mingjiang Snow Mountain. It is shrouded in mist all day long, and the light is already insufficient. The pitiful light cannot even reach into the deep caves of the Taoist palace.

Therefore, there is always a bonfire burning in the Taoist palace, no matter day or night.

King Xishan lowered his head and leaned against the fire to keep warm.

Not far away, the painter was holding a gourd in his hand and drinking wine in big gulps.

Hu Chou'er stepped into the Taoist palace and said, "My lord, it's done."

"Understood."

King Xishan did not raise his eyes, but waved his hand, letting Hu Chou'er leave the Taoist Palace first. He then turned to look at the painter and said, "Master Hua, I have done what you asked."

"King Xishan is worthy of being the master of Yintang. His reputation is so great that he can suppress all the mountain masters in Mingjiang Prefecture."

The painter was very satisfied. "Reputation is a consumable, and I have used up a lot of it today. If I do this kind of indiscriminate killing a few more times, I will have no reputation among the other mountains."

King Xishan glanced at the painter lazily and said, "Without a reputation, the Yintang will become an uncontrollable wild beast. If they enter Mingjiang City and tear it apart indiscriminately, it will be you, the Bone Elders Association, who will suffer."

"Are you warning me?" the painter raised his eyebrows and asked back.

"I'm talking about reason." King Xishan said, "Let's just leave today's matter alone, but it's better to have fewer similar things happen in the future. People who eat meat are mean. The big shots in Mingjiang Prefecture are used to being high and mighty. How can they understand the ways of ruling the rural barbarians?"

"To be honest, your point is very correct. I agree with it."

The painter said: "According to the ancient books of the Bone Elders Association, in the past three hundred years, the head of the Yin Hall in Mingjiang Prefecture has rotated several times, with a total of five people. The one who served the longest was you, King Xishan.

You have done a good job. Under your rule, these dozen or so Yintangs that have established their own villages have never had any riots, and they have lived in peace with the Mingjiang city.

Even though Mingjiang Prefecture tried hard to reduce the scale of the "blood sacrifice to the ancestral temple", more than a dozen Yin Halls were forced to join forces to perform the blood sacrifice ceremony... this was a big deal... but you still easily resolved the dispute."

"To govern the mountain, we, the monsters who live in the mountain, have to take care of it."

"It also has a lot to do with how much you value your reputation and how you protect your reputation."

The painter suddenly approached King Xishan and asked, "Master Hu San, why do you value your reputation so much? Sooner or later, you will be among the immortals..."

There was obviously something else behind his words, but King Xishan did not comment and just lowered his head in silence.

"The more ambitious a person is, the more low-key and calm he is. King Xishan, I admire you and respect you, so I hope that ambition will not consume you and make you do something presumptuous.

Today is no longer the era of the demon clan. Even the unknown demon in Huangyuan Mansion has been silent for many years.
The demon race is declining. If you force yourself to stand out, you will easily perish. I am far inferior to you in terms of my ability to govern a prefecture. It is precisely because of this admiration that even if you are a demon and not of my kind, I do not want you to die miserably..."

"Heh... Master Hua, you're too kind." King Xishan reached out his hand from the fire and took out a blackened sweet potato. He broke the sweet potato in half, and the golden potato flesh and the fragrant aroma tempted his mouth and eyes at the same time.

He handed the sweet potato to the painter and said, "It's snowy outside. Master Painter is going down the mountain. Bring something warm with you so you can eat it while walking to warm yourself up."

"I roasted the sweet potato for such a long time, but you didn't get to eat it, and you gave it to me first. I feel bad about that. I just need this."

The painter shook the wine jug, tearing open the space, and his figure disappeared.

Inside the Taoist temple, everything became quiet again, with only the crackling sound of charcoal branches breaking being heard.

Fox Slave came in and crawled in front of King Xishan.

King Xishan put down the sweet potato, stroked Fox Slave's soft fur with one hand, added some firewood to the firewood pile with the other hand, and sighed, "Lao Hua and I have been friends for many years. He finally figured it out."

King Xishan had a vision in his heart. He always hoped that one day, the Kingdom of Jing could be renamed the Kingdom of Fox.

The painter saw through the vision in his heart and tried to pressure him under the pretext of "doing things".

"Lao Hua is a good man. He really doesn't want me to die."

"My lord, Hu Chou'er is sulking. He said that we shouldn't be such arrogant people. He feels very uncomfortable because we bullied Liuyun Village today."

"You've been wronged. You and Hu Chou'er should each bring a tribute and secretly hand it over to Li Mucun after you go down the mountain. He will make sure that the matter of the Great Elder is truly settled, and at the same time, the resentment of Liuyun Village will be quelled. If he doesn't take the initiative to quell it, the Great Elder of Li Mucun will be very anxious and irritable."

"My lord, why do you think the painter wants us to take the blame for killing the great elder?"

"Why? For Zhou Xuan."

King Xishan said, "The painter never uses his power recklessly. Since he used it today, it must be for someone? This person can only be the young master of Mingjiang Mansion who is very popular."

"I heard that young gentleman is a big shot."

"He is also a good storyteller. Hu Shuer has been telling the ladies the books he heard from Zhou Xuan recently. The ladies are very happy after listening to them..."

King Xishan said this, squinting his eyes and dozing off, saying: "The demon race can occasionally produce some amazing people, but after one person comes out, there will be a lack of successors for hundreds of years. However, the human race is different. It is worthy of being the most intelligent race among all living things. It can always produce some talents generation after generation... Zhou Xuan... I am also interested in him..."

……

Dongshi Street, Zhou's Cleaning Shop,

Zhou Xuan sat on the recliner, closed his eyes and wondered why the "Nine Snake God" would not come.

As for Li Jiumu's new soul, it has been handed over to the eyes in the Chenghuang Taoist Temple to torture his memory. When the torture is almost over, he will enter the secret realm to pick up the ready-made one.

A space crack suddenly appeared, and the painter came out and said, "Young sir, someone is taking the blame for the death of the great elder."

After Zhou Xuan came back from Liuyun Village, he realized that the two members, "Jijicao" and "Zhimajiang", did not have enough ability to deal with the aftermath of Li Jiumu's death, so he asked the painter to come forward to calm the situation.

"Thanks a lot, Lao Hua."

"These are all trivial matters. What is the power of the ancient tree and golden bell today?"

"I have directed the power of will to the Wandering God Department."

Zhou Xuan's "Book of Will" emptied his willpower, and the jade-like color of the book was accumulating again.

"That's good, that's good."

The painter's recent thoughts have mostly been spent on ancient trees and golden bells.

Zhou Xuan asked out of the blue: "Lao Hua, how much do you know about the Yintang blood sacrifice?"

"Quite a bit."

"Then let me ask you, is there a possibility that the blood sacrifice ceremony is carried out, but those evil gods will not descend?"

"Nope."

The painter said: "The blood sacrifice is to attract the evil god to come. How can the evil god not come if a grand ceremony is held?"

"Then something strange happened today."

Zhou Xuan explained the matter of the "Nine Snake God" to the painter, and emphasized that the blood sacrifice in Liuyun Village would definitely be held, but the Nine Snake God would definitely not come.

"Could it be that Li Jiumu was just talking nonsense? There's no reason why he wouldn't come."

"When things go wrong, there must be monsters."

Zhou Xuan said: "If the Nine Snake God does not descend, will the Bone God of Shijiazhai also not descend... Will the other evil gods also not descend?"

"Perhaps the Nine Snake God's failure to descend is just a coincidence?"

"Whether it's a coincidence or not, just wait for the letter. I've already asked someone."

The person Zhou Xuan was looking for was Awang.

After Awang was rescued by Hu Chou'er, he offered a pious prayer to Zhou Xuan in the Blood Well Secret Realm.
As a thank you for today, Awang told Zhou Xuan his identity and name.

Only then did Zhou Xuan know that the name of the Stipa capillata was Awang.

He also knew that Awang was the priest of Shijiazhai. Although he was not the chief priest, the chief priest was his third uncle...

……

"The splendens call the high priest, the splendens call the high priest."

"Achillea, did you ask?"

"My third uncle went to see the high priest who presided over today's ceremony and asked indirectly...the Bone God will not descend today."

"Sure?"

"determine."

……

Zhou Xuan cut off the connection with Awang and said to the painter: "There is a problem with the joint ceremony of Yin Hall today, and the Bone God will not come."

"Are you sure?" The painter was surprised.

"My informant's information should be very accurate."

Zhou Xuan said.

Zhou Xuan inquired about Liuyun Village and Shijia Village today, but the news he got was that even the evil gods behind them would not come.

A glimpse of the whole picture reveals the whole picture.
"Perhaps, my words have come true. Today, all the evil gods of the Yin Hall will not come."

Zhou Xuan said.

When the painter heard this, he became a little anxious. He stood up involuntarily and paced around the shop aimlessly.

"The scale of the joint festival is so large, but no evil god descended? Why?"

The painter couldn't figure out the connection.

Zhou Xuan also bowed his head in deep thought. After a long while, he asked the painter, "Old Hua, how big is the scale of the joint festival?"

"To be more specific, there are a total of sixteen Yintangs in Mingjiang Prefecture. During the joint ceremony, each village will send out one hundred tribesmen to participate.
But the number of "one hundred" is the quota set by Mingjiang Prefecture. Those villages often exceed this quota and increase the number of people participating in the ceremony to one hundred and fifty or sixteen. Some courageous villages may even increase it to one hundred and seventy or eighteen.

With the participation of the sixteen villages, more than 2,500 people will be gathered."

Zhou Xuan was shocked when he heard this.

The grand ceremony involved 2,500 people, plus 16 priests presiding over it. The scale of the ceremony was truly grand.

"It was the Tree Tribe God Festival nearly three hundred years ago."

When Zhou Xuan mentioned the scale, he took out the "Heavenly God Sacrifice" for comparison.

Since we mentioned the Heavenly God Ceremony... Zhou Xuan stood up straight and said, "The evil gods have given way. The sixteen Yin Halls are welcoming the arrival of the righteous gods."

Three hundred years ago, the Heavenly God Ceremony was held when the Peach Blossom Wizard Peng Sheng was deceived by the three-headed stone Buddha and organized a huge sacrifice to simultaneously attract "Bifang", "Dizi" and "Penghou" to descend to the human world of Jing State, attempting to combine the three gods to form an artificial Heavenly God.

Bifang and Dizi did not descend, that is a story for later, but this super-large ceremony successfully brought "Peng Hou" to the human world.

That was Peng Hou in his peak state, with a picture of the Heavenly Ghost, suppressing the entire tree clan.

"The joint blood sacrifice of the sixteen Yin Halls is to attract the Sky God-level to descend to the human world?"

The painter also reacted, and he and Zhou Xuan spoke out the name of the god who was about to enter the human world of Jingguo - "Gong Zheng"...

(End of this chapter)