Mythology

Chapter 164 Bigan Old Man

Huang Feibiao watched Yang He disappear into the Lutai and couldn't help but shiver.

Any living person who died in Lu Tai would become a demon. He couldn't imagine how terrifying the demon born from Yang He would be.

But it was too late to stop it.

boom.

The door was closed tightly, and Huang Feibiao noticed that there was a figure similar to Yang He on the Lu Terrace, staring blankly at the outside world.

A dark energy surged from the direction of the harem, and sad nursery rhymes echoed.

.........

When Yang Heyi stepped onto Lutai, the first thing he sensed was the yin energy which was 40% more dense than that in the outside world.

It happened that the three ghosts had not yet consolidated their cultivation, and they began to absorb Yin energy tirelessly, so that a constantly rotating tornado formed between their eyebrows.

"Unfortunately, nurturing a ghost realm is not something that can be done overnight."

The three realms of Huatai (evil ghost), Ningshen (killing ghost), and Hunyuan (yin god ghost) all revolve around the ghost realm and are the basis for becoming an immortal.

The pupil ghost and the power ghost will each give birth to a ghost domain.

The descending ghost does not have a ghost domain, but it can merge different ghost domains into one. In simple terms, it condenses a giant ghost domain when it transforms into magic power of heaven and earth.

Of course, it is currently unknown which ghost realm it is.

Yang He had only taken a few steps when he suddenly became aware of someone watching him.

Meow~~

He secretly communicated with Black Cat, "Heizi, don't bother with him. He is just an old pervert. If you want to lure him out, you can only pretend that you don't know."

Yang He could be sure that it was Shen Gongbao who was spying on him.

Moreover, Shen Gongbao's plan is definitely far beyond the ordinary, so any cultivator who enters Lu Tai will undoubtedly pose a threat to the old villain.

Yang He looked around the dim room.

Compared to the luxurious Lu Tai in the original work, the Lu Tai in the allusion world appears extremely simple, and the bottom floor is just an empty room.

There were some tables, chairs and benches inside, and it was covered with dust.

The murals on the wall are simple, with the patterns of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors and Nuwa. It is obvious that the disaster occurred when the Lu Tai was not yet completed.

Yang He looked regretful and didn't notice anything that was eye-opening.

"I thought Lutai would be a five-star bathing center. I wanted to see how incompetent and immoral King Zhou was."

He opened his eyes on all sides of his head to prevent any sudden accidents.

After the pupil ghost was promoted to the evil ghost realm, it became easier for him to use the pupil ladybugs, and even each pupil ladybug had a weak instinct.

The ladybug can absorb negative energy from the outside world and exist for a long time.

Yang He moved closer to the window. The outside world was covered with thick fog. After opening the window, the fog became more obvious and even his spiritual vision could not see through it.

The outline of the palace can be vaguely seen, but it is from a bird's-eye view.

It seemed as if... I was several dozen meters high in the air.

"Lutai should have formed an independent space. Well, the frequency of spiritual vision growth is not obvious. I can't detect any clues at the moment."

Yang He tried to contact Jiang Ziya through the Qianyuan Mountain Seal.

But strangely enough, the two seemed a hundred miles apart, and at the same time the distance was increasing.

"Strange thing."

There are three floors in Lu Tai. Yang He recalled Shen Gongbao whom he met on the top floor. The latter was obviously very familiar with Lu Tai and might have stayed there all the time, leaving the harem to the other cultivators.

"Shen Gongbao must not have come here to kill Jiang Ziya, otherwise he should have obtained the rags to wrap him up and cut off the possibility of Jiang Ziya taking over his body."

"Either it's for Lutai itself, or Shen Gongbao is for... King Zhou?"

Yang He inadvertently quickened his pace, his footsteps extremely loud in the silence.

"Words involving King Zhou must be taken seriously, lest the plot of Investiture of the Gods gets out of control and all the stories become more difficult."

The man and the cat searched around but found nothing unusual.

There was only a body leaning in the corner on the ground floor.

The corpse had been dead for at least half a year, the skin and flesh had weathered away, the eyes were wide open as if in death, and most of the five fingers on the arms had fallen off.

Meow~~

The black cat was ready to make a move, and now when it saw the corpse, it wanted to put it into the mustard seed space.

Yang Heyi kicked the black cat's butt and looked closely at the corpse.

The deceased was in his seventies or eighties, his ribs were open, his organs had been hollowed out, and he was wearing luxurious clothes that only royal relatives could wear.

"Is this person Bigan?"

Yang He had met Bigan during the Nuwa Festival, but did not have a deep impression of him.

He saw this purely through the corpse's similarity to the God of Literature from the main world, and the expressions on the faces were both of despair and struggle.

“It feels like Bigan’s role in the world of allusions is even smaller than in the original work.”

Yang He couldn't help but complain, but since Jiang Ziya's ex-wife could be deified, old man Bigan could at least appear in the supporting role column.

The black cat rubbed the corpse a few times and took out a piece of yellow paper from its arms.

Yang He picked up the yellow paper, on which there was a line of words written by Jiang Ziya.

"Be careful of Shen Gongbao, be careful of Bigan, I'm on the ninth floor."

A man and a cat walked up the creaking stairs.

There was a smell of blood in the air.

According to Huang Feihu, it is easy for ordinary people to get lost in Lu Tai.

Yang He didn't care. At worst, he would no longer play the role of the corpse Taoist child. When the next story happened, the corpse Taoist child would appear in the story reasonably.

The ghost hand was hanging in front of him, but he encountered no danger and reached the second floor smoothly.

"Something's wrong."

The second floor is furnished in the same way as the ground floor, except that there is a little moss on the ground and walls, and the furniture looks like it has been through the years.

Yang He looked grim as he found that the stairs leading downwards had disappeared.

He looked at Bigan's body in the corner. There were still no organs in the open chest of the body, but there was some sticky black blood stains, indicating that the time of death was advanced.

"Well."

The corpse twitched, and the corners of its mouth slowly rose.

After Yang He looked away, Bigan regained his composure and said, "It seems that we can't look directly at Bigan. This place is too weird."

The black cat found another piece of yellow paper in Bigan's arms, with the word "贰" on it.

Yang He frowned, realizing that the yellow paper was left behind deliberately by Jiang Ziya, perhaps to prevent himself from getting lost in Lu Tai.

He cut a mark on the stairs and then headed to the third floor.

Before long, the stairs became clear.

The furnishings on the third floor were still exactly the same, with the yellow paper with the number 'three' written on it, but moss had covered most of the walls.

At first glance, moss looks like rotten meat.

Bigan's body was even more lifelike, with a large pool of blood on the ground.

Yang He realized that Lutai was a circular space that could only move upwards.

The easiest way to leave smoothly is to use the magical power of possession, so before this only Jiang Ziya could enter and exit Lu Tai.

"King Zhou is also in Lutai. Could it be that Shen Gongbao's purpose is..."

"Uh uh uh."

A weak groan interrupted Yang He's thoughts.

Yang He got goose bumps all over his body. The groaning seemed to be very close. After looking at Bigan, he was sure that it came from the corpse's mouth.

Bigan's pupils were focused, and he was breathing desperately as if he was drowning. Blood was flowing from his chest, which was horrifying.

Yang He clearly didn't pay attention to Bigan, but Bigan still lived!
Bigan scratched his nails on the ground and murmured, "Save me!"

“Save Da Shang!!”

Yang He didn't know if it was Shen Gongbao who was causing trouble, so he turned around and left the third floor without hesitation.

After the fourth floor, not only the walls but even the ground was covered with moss. The bright color made the room look like it was made of flesh and blood.

Bigan was no longer lying down, but half leaning against the wall.

His eyes were dull, and he kept muttering to himself, "Why did the Great Shang lose the will of heaven? Why did the Great Shang lose the will of heaven? Why?"

Yang He stayed there for two or three breaths, and Bigan had already stood up, looking as if he was crying and laughing.

dong dong dong.

Bigan slammed the wall hard, and the splattered blood outlined the mural. The moss greedily absorbed nutrients and squirmed in patches.

Yang He did not stop at the fifth and sixth floors.

After he put away the yellow paper, he carved some more scratches on it at different locations, then hurried down the stairs, while Bigan muttered to himself.

It was no use for Yang He to block his hearing; the sound continued to ring right in his ears.

Bigan expressed his pain in a shrill voice, sometimes with resentment, sometimes calm, and he would even hug his knees and cry like a child.

"You know what? The construction of Lutai went smoothly."

"I am in charge of the Lutai. Everything will come naturally. As soon as the bottom layer is completed, I will try to perform a sacrifice to communicate with the will of heaven."

Bigan shouted ecstatically: "The heavens have responded! The heavens have responded!!"

"Since the saints no longer come, we have received the will of heaven again, which means that the Great Shang Dynasty will not end. There is hope for everything."

Yang He stood at the stairs leading to the seventh floor for a moment.

He didn't know whether Jiang Ziya was up there, and he went into the darkness with the yin energy accumulated. The voice of Bigan behind him gradually faded away.

"hiss……"

Yang He looked up and saw it.

The ground walls of the seventh floor of Lutai had been reduced to flesh and blood, with dense blood vessels exposed, and the windows crackled in the wind.

This time, Bigan did not speak actively, but stared at Yang He with clear eyes.

Yang He's heart sank. He thought that there must be a reason for Bigan's strange behavior. He glanced around and found that the stairs leading to the lower level had not disappeared.

He stepped quickly upwards.

After going up the stairs, you return to the starting point.

That's right.

Yang He was stuck on the seventh floor.

No matter how many times he went in and out of the stairs, he would eventually return to the starting point, and the two stair entrances in front and behind seemed to be connected together.

The only thing to be thankful for was that Shen Gongbao's spying came to an abrupt end.

Bigan looked at Yang He quietly, with pieces of flesh constantly falling from his chest.

Yang He opened the window and looked out, only to see numerous stars in the thick fog.

Almost level with the waning moon.

He seemed to have arrived at a height of ten thousand meters, and was climbing the Lu Terrace, heading towards the heaven step by step. It was extremely absurd and weird.

"Does Lutai really lead to heaven? Impossible."

Yang He stared at Bigan who had fully awakened. The latter was no longer human. It was obvious that he had been trapped in Bigan's ghost realm.

"Bigan Yaxiang, what did you see at Lutai?"

Bigan opened his eyes wide as if in a dream, his breathing stagnated, "Haha, after the second floor of Lutai is built, the response of heaven becomes clearer, and we mortals can also listen to the immortal music!"

"I told Emperor Xin that once the message reaches the Heavenly Palace, the Shang Dynasty will be able to continue for another thousand years!!"

"Hahaha."

Bigan laughed heartily, and the room began to shake.

Yang He narrowed his eyes and saw that the frequency of his spiritual vision had become increasingly intense, reaching just over 6000 points in just a short moment.

The clairvoyance was not due to Bi Gan's growth, but to what Bi Gan said.

Content about heaven.

(End of this chapter)