Mythology

Chapter 89 The Four Layers of Hell and New Worldly Things
The fourth level of hell was no longer like the human world, pulling Yang He back from the joy of harvest.

[Spiritual Vision: 1268.5 points]

[Your spiritual vision has reached 1000 points. You can now face the extremely bizarre nature of the world calmly. Remember, only you are real.]

Peibai City was bustling with people, and people complained that Jialiang Water Town was still cold.

They didn't notice that the giant hungry ghost had already started eating. A long and narrow tongue stretched out from its mouth and was rolling up the newborn hungry ghosts and swallowing them into its stomach.

The hungry ghost was the reincarnation of a beggar who had frozen to death, and soon turned into powder as he was chewed.

At this time, Yang He felt that the strangeness of the first layer of hell was not worth mentioning, because the horror of the fourth layer of hell was far beyond the reach of the evil ghosts.

"How many layers are there in the endless hell of the main world?"

He saw a huge shadow wriggling in the clouds around Wenquxingjun.

The clouds occasionally revealed some clues, and the huge shadow turned out to be half a finger that stretched across several miles, with large patches of corpse spots on the skin and full of gullies.

boom.

Yang He saw it clearly.

Master Bigan's body is covered with broken hands. No, they are like barnacles parasitic on the God of Literature, and the palms of the broken hands are slightly open pupils.

His pupils were cloudy and white, as if he had lost all life.

Yang He once saw the stunning appearance of Pupil Ghost when he was promoted to the evil ghost realm. As expected, it was the ghost that Pupil Ghost was tracing back to.

【Jia Zi Tai Sui】

The four levels of hell are not just about Jiazi Tai Sui, the horror is not over yet.

Yang He pushed open the door of the wing room. It was still dark in the sky. A waning moon was hanging on the branches. The moon, which usually emitted a cool and brilliant light, had quietly undergone some changes at this moment.

"Sister, you are really everywhere."

Yang He's hair was soaked with cold sweat.

He saw large and small pits on the surface of the moon, and the winding craters began to rise and fall wildly, like burst blood vessels and meridians.

As the moon gradually sinks into the horizon, it also rotates.

A huge and ferocious female face then emerged, somewhat similar to Fairy Guanghan, except that the corners of her mouth stretched to her ears.

And in the corner of the moon that was waxing and waning, blood and brain matter were flowing.

【Guanghan Fairy】

Yang He didn't look directly at the moon, but glanced at the river that ran through Peibai City.

The river water was pitch black, and dense aquatic plants were tangled together. A closer look revealed that the aquatic plants were no different from blood vessels. The entire river channel seemed to be the veins of ghosts and gods, which was creepy.

【Zhenshui earthworm】

Yang He closed his eyes and rested, no longer daring to delve deeper into the fourth level of hell.

There are more ghosts and gods in the four levels of hell than you can imagine. If you continue to go deeper into the endless hell, wouldn’t everything in the world be ghosts and gods?
"Except for humans, are all others ghosts?!!"

Yang He seemed a little overwhelmed, feeling as if something was thorning his back. He even thought that the wooden furniture in the room might be part of the ghost.

Even the clothes he was wearing were the dandruff of some ghost or god?

Yang He was horrified when he thought about it. The monks in the main world called resurrection "ascension". Do they know what it means?
While I was stunned, Old Man Yang had already washed up and got up.

"Ahe, let's go. There aren't many fresh vegetables in the market recently. If you go a little later, the prices will be very different."

"Okay, Dad."

Yang He did not stay there any longer, but simply followed Old Man Yang to buy all kinds of seasonal vegetables.

He seemed normal on the surface, but in fact his mind was constantly digesting crazy information, fearing that there would be even the slightest flaw in his state of mind.

Old man Yang noticed something was wrong with Yang He, but he just thought that he was worried about the bad business.

By the time they finished their work, it was already noon.

The father and son happened to be passing by the west of the city. Old Man Yang was just about to ask his son to go home and rest, but Yang He took the initiative to say, "Dad."

"Dad, I suddenly remembered that I haven't taken the blood-replenishing medicine today."

"Ah He, go back and have a rest first. You have a lot of odd jobs to do and you have to go to a few restaurants later."

The two chatted for a while, and then the father and son disappeared into the hustle and bustle of traffic.

Yang He hurried back to West City. The excitement in his eyes could no longer be suppressed. He couldn't help but think that misfortunes often go hand in hand with blessings.

Because, there is finally some movement in the Fuyang Chamber of Commerce’s store!

To be more precise, it is the spiritual vision that perceives mundane things!!!
Yang He walked through the quiet alleys, and when he appeared again, he had changed into a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, and the leather Taoist robe also made him look like a temple priest.

He arrived at the door of the shop.

The shop runs a pawn business and there are not many customers coming in and out.

Several wagons were being unloaded, but the vulgar were not among them.

The waiter noticed Yang He's ferocious face and quickly informed the shopkeeper. After a while, Chen Baosheng, who had lost a lot of weight, walked out quickly.

Shopkeeper Chen's eyes sunken, and he was relieved when he saw that it was indeed Yang He.

Although he didn't understand why immortals were interested in antiques, he had spent all his money searching for old items in recent days.

"Fairy..."

Yang He interrupted directly: "Take me to the warehouse where the antiques are stored."

"Yes."

Shopkeeper Chen took Yang He with him and the shop was temporarily closed.

The two walked across the aisle one after the other.

The warehouse where antiques are stored is in a corner of the backyard. Manager Chen was afraid that thieves would steal, so he actually had four warriors guarding outside.

Shopkeeper Chen rubbed his hands nervously, "Master, please ask the servants to call my daughter over. Her recent condition is not optimistic."

"That...that ghost is about to break out of the body."

"Chen Baosheng, has she taken over the business of the Chamber of Commerce recently? Logically speaking, a greedy person shouldn't lose control so easily."

Yang He still remembered the information about the Way of Greed, so the drawbacks were not that troublesome.

【The Way of Greed for Money (Merchant)】

[Once mastered, the money ghost will occupy the stomach and intestines, and can be satisfied by money transactions. Do not make a loss-making transaction, otherwise the money ghost will gradually crawl to the heart. ]

"No." Shopkeeper Chen shook his head like a wave drum.

"Okay, then call him as soon as possible." Yang He was too lazy to investigate further and pushed the door open and walked into the warehouse.

The house is filled with shelves and all kinds of antique calligraphy and paintings can be seen everywhere, many of which must have been purchased by Manager Chen from other places.

Yang He didn't need to identify them one by one, as his spiritual vision had already given him guidance.

He went to the third row of shelves.

His eyes were fixed on a strange reef with withered seaweed growing on it. It had obviously left the water source, but it was still alive.

Shopkeeper Chen explained, "Master, this item was purchased from the coastal Yandong area. It is not a rare item. I only kept it because the aquatic plants growing there do not rot all year round."

[Vulgar things: aquatic water]

[Related story: "Ghost buried in water", whether to consume 1 point of spiritual vision to enter the story world]

[Water Buried Ghost: 4/4 (0%)]

"A ghost buried in water?"

Yang He’s first reaction was Nezha’s story of slaying the dragon and making trouble in the sea. After thinking for a long time, he felt that it was probably the right story, because there were not many water-related plots in The Investiture of the Gods, and Nezha’s story of slaying the dragon was the longest.

"It's not easy. What kind of weird thing could a real dragon from the world of allusions be?"

In the original work, Nezha was only six or seven years old when he made trouble for the dragon, and his magical powers were far inferior to those after he was resurrected. In the end, facing the coercion of the Dragon King and Li Jing's inaction, he had no choice but to hang himself.

Yang He was playing with the vulgar things, and soon Chen Qian helped him out of the warehouse.

Chen Qian's skin and flesh were swollen, her abdomen was slightly bulging, her pupils had turned into the patterns of copper coins, and the greedy ghost in her body almost occupied her stomach and intestines.

"I've met the immortal master."

She was still relatively calm, but Shopkeeper Chen turned pale upon seeing this.

Yang He glanced at Chen Qian, put away his worldly belongings and was about to speak, but he noticed that his spiritual vision was still throbbing, but the reaction was very weak.

"Chen Baosheng, what's in those wooden boxes?"

"what?"

When Shopkeeper Chen came to his senses, he saw the wooden box that Yang He was interested in was piled in the corner.

"Master, the wooden boxes are all damaged antiques. Since they are worth some money, they have not been disposed of for more than ten years."

"kindness."

Shopkeeper Chen signaled his clerk to open the wooden box and take out the damaged antiques one by one.

Yang He looked at Chen Qian and asked, "Do you want to practice?"

Chen Qian opened her mouth in fear, and then she said, "If I don't practice, I will be at the mercy of others, so I tried to subdue it..."

She bit her lip and couldn't sleep every night after witnessing the evil spirits.

What about getting rid of the greedy ghost?

There are ghosts everywhere in this world!

"you!!"

Shopkeeper Chen's eyes widened and he raised his arm, wanting to slap Chen Qian.

Yang He lowered his head and rummaged through the broken antique, and took out half a human bone, or rather, a strange hilt made of human bones.

[Vulgar things: Plague]

[Related allusion: "Plague Ghost", mundane things are incomplete and cannot enter the world of allusion]

Yang He was filled with thoughts. Just looking at the human bones made him feel like there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The allusion to this mundane object definitely came from the period of the Conferred Gods War.

It's a pity that it's incomplete, but it can be seen that Fuyang Chamber of Commerce is still reliable.

Shopkeeper Chen knelt on the ground and begged, "Master, please help my daughter get rid of the evil spirit! From now on, I am willing to work like a slave!"

"Chen Qian, you've seen a ghost, right?"

"kindness."

Yang He shook his head. Once mortals knew of the existence of ghosts, their Yang Fire would inevitably become unstable, and if they scared themselves, they would easily see ghosts again.

He reached into the shadows beneath his feet and pulled out a page of paper.

The piece of paper was exactly the one that recorded the incomplete inner alchemy technique previously. It was not a method of raising ghosts, but it was enough for Chen Qian to suppress the greedy ghost in her body.

Although the Wanhua Baigui Hunyuan Sutra has a better method.

But Yang He planned to keep it to himself. The Wanhua Baigui Hunyuan Sutra was considered a superior Taoist tradition in the world of allusions, and spreading it out would do more harm than good.

"Back it down."

"Chen Qian, you can raise ghosts through business, but remember not to lose money."

Chen Qian took the paper and scanned the lines of text attentively.

Shopkeeper Chen did not stop him. Instead, he realized that Yang He's action was to grant him a chance to become an immortal, and he excitedly banged his head on the ground.

The inner alchemy technique was not very long, and Chen Qian memorized it in no time.

Chen Qian cried with joy and wanted to address him as her disciple, but Yang He interrupted her.

"Chen Baosheng, you can dispose of the antiques in the house, but you have to continue collecting them, and find a way to help me find out the origins of the human bones."

Yang He handed the human bones to Shopkeeper Chen to look at for a few moments, then took the paper and left.

Shopkeeper Chen chased out of the warehouse, but Yang He had disappeared.

.........

Yang He returned home and was not in a hurry to investigate the water-buried ghost.

Before entering the Water Buried Ghost, he planned to go to Qianyuan Mountain first to obtain resources for practicing the Wanhua Baigui Hunyuan Sutra, plus the black cat was not far from being promoted to the evil ghost realm.

[Qianyuan Mountain: 1/1 (0%)]

"But you have to be careful, there is only one chance in a short period of time."

[Whether to consume 1 point of spiritual vision to enter Qianyuan Mountain]

"determine."

[Please select the Taoist temple you are working in Qianyuan Mountain]

"What the hell?"

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