Starting from the folklore forum, making up town objects

Chapter 509 Ghost Gate, Wave-Treading Yaksha

Looking at Bao Lingqing, Wang Xingping smiled and said, "These are for you to decide, Director."

"However, what are your plans, Director, for handling this matter with the General Administration?"

"The General Administration?"

Bao Lingqing was stunned.

Yes, what did the General Administration say?
They can conceal the fact that they set it up in advance, but what happens after it's all set up?
If such a door really appeared, how could it possibly be kept secret?

Bao Lingqing looked at Wang Xingping and asked, "Would that door work if someone else made it?"

"There should be some."

Upon hearing this, Bao Lingqing sighed.

"It seems I can't be the only one. Oh well, having this door is a good thing for Great Xia."

That's what she said, but Bao Lingqing had her own ulterior motives.

Since everyone will have this door in the future, it doesn't matter who goes first or last, right?
So, is it okay for Lingyuan City to be number one?
Having made up her mind, Bao Lingqing agreed to the matter.

"Alright, Xingping, just tell me how to build it."

Wang Xingping stopped keeping everyone in suspense and described the details of the door's design bit by bit.

"Don't you have blueprints?"

Bao Lingqing interrupted Wang Xingping.

"No."

"No, it's not good. It's not good."

Bao Lingqing smiled.

Without blueprints, once the door is built, if the General Administration blames him, he can say it was just a test, because they don't know what the door looks like or whether it will be useful.

Thinking this, Bao Lingqing took out a voice recorder and continued to let Wang Xingping speak.

After Wang Xingping finished speaking, he added, "By the way, Director, this door cannot be built in a place without ghosts. My suggestion is that it should be built near the Yin-Yang Rift, which would save trouble."

Hearing Wang Xingping say this, Bao Lingqing thought it was feasible.

In this way, wouldn't the ghosts and spirits that arise from the Yin-Yang Rift be eliminated directly nearby?

The Netherworld Rift in Lingyuan City is located outside the city.

Bao Lingqing used to think that the Yin-Yang Rift in Lingyuan City was far from the city, which was a good thing.

Now, he wishes the cracks were right there in the city.

In that way, he could build the gate inside the city.

After some planning, Wang Xingping immediately found people to start construction.

A group of investigators from the Bureau of Public Opinion were originally stationed at the Yinming Rift in Lingyuan City, but the usually quiet site was suddenly visited by a group of construction workers.

The Bureau of Investigation agents who were originally supposed to patrol the area and hunt down the spies were instead assigned to protect these construction workers.

This puzzled them somewhat.

Could it be that the Netherworld Rift base in Lingyuan City is going to expand further?

Are there so many special envoys stationed in Kelingyuan City?
Amidst the puzzled expressions on the faces of the stationed personnel, the construction workers had already begun work.

To ensure the progress of construction, almost all the on-site personnel were stationed next to the construction site, with only a few personnel left to go outside to check the situation and make records.

The construction lasted for seven days.

Over the course of seven days, the resident commissioner watched as the construction workers gradually built a strange, pitch-black gate!

The gate is 4.8 meters high and 3.2 meters wide.

The main body of the left and right gateposts is made of black stone, and the pillars are about 30 centimeters in diameter.

Various patterns are carved on the left and right doorposts.

On the left gatepost, some people are kneeling on the ground being whipped, some are lying on the ground having their tongues pulled out, some are leaning against the gatepost and roaring to the sky, and some have fallen into a pot and are struggling.

On the right gatepost, some people are holding whips to bind ghosts, some are holding swords to slay ghosts, some are holding banners to subdue ghosts, and some are riding tigers to devour ghosts.

Between the two gateposts are two large, pitch-black doors.

There were no patterns on the door, only a huge ghost head spanning the two doors.

The ghostly head resembled both a tiger and a human, as if it were about to open its bloody maw and devour someone.

Above the main gate is a plaque inlaid with the lintel, on which are written three characters.

gate of hell!
Everyone looked at the strange door, and they were all puzzled.

If you said you would build a yard and a house behind the door, they could understand.

But what's the point of having just a single, all-encompassing door?
Could it be that the bureau chief saw they were too lonely, so he built this landscape structure for them to enjoy?
Just when these commissioners were wondering what the director was doing this time, Director Bao Lingqing arrived.

Ignoring the commissioners' questions, Bao Lingqing walked to the door and carefully observed it.

One moment I feel this part isn't fixed properly, the next I feel the patterns there are carved too casually.

But after he finished speaking, he did not make the workers go back to work. Instead, he sent someone to take the workers away from the place.

Bao Lingqing originally wanted the comrades who were guarding the place to leave first, but seeing their strange expressions, he abandoned the idea.

Recalling what Wang Xingping had told him, Bao Lingqing had a series of sacrificial items brought over.

Although Wang Xingping said that all one needed to do was hold incense and sincerely worship, and then utter that phrase to activate the gate, Bao Lingqing still felt that it was a bit hasty.

So he had people bring in cattle, sheep, and pigs to be sacrificed and placed in front of the gate, and also placed various offerings on the altar.

With everything ready, he washed his hands and lit three sticks of incense in his hand using the incense and candles on the altar.

Looking at the gate, Bao Lingqing calmed herself down and respectfully bowed three times.

Then, with full confidence and sincerity, he shouted that sentence three times in a row:

"Please, Underworld, open the gates of hell!"

The commissioners who had been watching Bao Lingqing's inexplicable actions all became serious when they heard the words "underworld".

"Is this door related to the underworld?"

The underworld was no longer just a term to these officials; immediately, everyone began to look forward to it.
But after a full ten minutes, everyone's eyes started to look strange.

Bao Lingqing's hand, which was raised in front of the gate, went numb, and the incense sticks were about to burn out, but the gate still did not react at all.

Where did I go wrong?

Bao Lingqing looked puzzled, but after recalling his conversation with Wang Xingping, he couldn't recall anything he had forgotten.

Thinking this, Bao Lingqing inserted the remaining incense into the incense burner, then took out a recorder and listened to it little by little.

Listen while comparing the view to the gate in front of you.

Except for some minor imperfections, everything else was done according to Wang Xingping's specifications.

What went wrong?

Bao Lingqing couldn't understand it at all, nor could she suspect that Wang Xingping had something he hadn't said. In the end, she could only blame her failure on her own heart and her lack of sincerity!

If one's heart is not sincere, will the prayer not be answered?

Thinking this, Bao Lingqing stood in front of the incense table for a long time. After calming down, she began the second opening ceremony.

But after the same ritual, the door still didn't open.

After that, Bao Lingqing tried it again and again.

Each time he failed, he reflected on whether he had been sincere enough.

Finally, when even he himself was starting to doubt himself, Wang Xingping appeared.

"Chief, is the gate finished?"

Bao Lingqing came to her senses and looked at Wang Xingping, saying, "It's built, but I can't open this door. Is that because the underworld won't accept it?"

Wang Xingping was surprised.

"It's not even dark yet, Director, why are you starting the ceremony?"

"The ceremony must begin between 11 p.m. and 1 a.m.; it cannot be done at other times."

Seeing Bao Lingqing's blank expression, Wang Xingping stroked his chin.

Did I forget to mention it?

"Director, I have some things to attend to. I'll come back in the early hours of the morning. I'll be leaving now."

Bao Lingqing watched Wang Xingping leave in a sedan chair, her face full of resentment.

Unexpectedly, Wang Xingping returned soon after. "By the way, Director, you were the first to establish this door, so I applied for a reward for you in advance."

"This is the Yin-Yang sedan chair; you can use it to travel to and from the underworld."

After throwing out a small seal, Wang Xingping left again.

Looking at the cold little seal on her hand, Bao Lingqing's bitter expression melted away, and a smile appeared on her face.

Not a ghost official, yet able to obtain the right to use the Yin-Yang sedan chair—who else can do that!
Time flew by, and it was already 11 p.m.

Wang Xingping was standing not far away, watching Bao Lingqing perform the ceremony.

Although he told Bao Lingqing about it, he actually didn't know if the door had the effect he described.

Just then, he heard Bao Lingqing's voice.

"Please, Underworld, open the gates of hell!"

After the first sound, crimson light shone on the pillars on both sides of the underworld.

The crimson light gradually illuminated the patterns on the doorposts.

This scene not only shook Bao Lingqing, but also made the specialists who had been observing the scene all the more uneasy.

It seems something is about to happen.

And they were the ones who witnessed this scene.

"Please, Underworld, open the gates of hell!"

The second sound was several degrees louder than the first.

Immediately, everyone saw that the ghost head on the door, which had been keeping its eyes closed, opened its blood-red eyes.

Red smoke rose from those eyes.

Those Yin Xiu specialists who witnessed this scene around them, for some reason, became somewhat stiff.

Just as they were considering whether to move away, Bao Lingqing called out for the third time, "Here it comes."

"Please, Underworld, open the gates of hell!"

After that sound, everyone seemed to hear a faint tiger's roar.

Most people felt fine, and even felt that their blood and energy seemed to be circulating faster.

But when these people turned to look at the Yin cultivators around them, they were all shocked.

Before anyone knew it, all those Yin cultivators turned pale and were sweating profusely!
The phrase "sweating profusely" is rarely used to describe Yin Xiu.

But that's how it is now.

Before the cultivators could react, the gate over there changed again.

The ghost head embedded in the center of the gate opened its mouth!

The mouth opened wider and wider, soon occupying four-fifths of the entire doorway. It was at this moment that they saw the black mist billowing from the mouth.

The mist seemed to absorb their gaze.

Just then, the Yin cultivators who were originally drenched in sweat all let out a scream.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw the ghosts that had sprung out of Yin Xiu's body and were escaping.

This scene caught everyone off guard.

Before they could react, a figure appeared from the ghostly mouth of the door.

Some people are very familiar with that figure.

Yaksha!

However, this time the Yaksha did not have eight legs or wings; all it had was a fork held in its hand.

After the Yaksha appeared, a wave surged up from beneath his feet—a black wave!

The waves grew larger and higher, pushing the Yaksha to the plaque of the gate.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the wave beneath the Yaksha's feet split in two, and then in four.

In the blink of an eye, waves emerged in numbers as numerous as the fleeing ghosts.

Then, the waves swept in, and one by one the ghosts were submerged in the black water, only to be swept back into the waves at the feet of the Yaksha.

Everyone saw the ghostly figures struggling in the black water.

Involuntarily, they swallowed.

Some people look at the black water and have a sense of déjà vu, but can't remember where they've seen it before.

Just then, the ghost in the black water was thrown into the mouth of the gate ghost.

The yaksha descended, holding its trident, and stood before the gate, simply looking at the crowd at the entrance.

Bao Lingqing watched this scene, then turned to look at Wang Xingping.

That look seemed to be asking, what's going on?
Wang Xingping hadn't expected a Yaksha to appear, so he immediately went over to it.

When the yaksha saw Wang Xingping arrive, before Wang Xingping could speak, it held its trident and bowed, saying, "Wave-Treading Yaksha greets the Traveling Lord."

This scene drew envious glances from the crowd behind Wang Xingping.

"Wave-Treading Yaksha?"

"Yes."

"Why haven't I seen you in the underworld?"

"When the Gate of Hell appeared, the Lord of the Underworld removed some of the Yakshas and transformed them into Wave-Treading Yakshas, ​​who were dedicated to guarding the Gate of Hell."

Lord of the Underworld?

Upon hearing this name, a face involuntarily popped into Wang Xingping's mind.

Shaking his head, Wang Xingping looked at the Wave-Treading Yaksha and asked, "Is your duty only to guard the Ghost Gate?"

"In addition to guarding the Ghost Gate, we also need to capture the ghosts and spirits that appear near the Ghost Gate and bring them back into the Ghost Gate."

"Because this gate is a ghost gate of the Yin Messenger level, only I, the Wave-Treading Yaksha, am stationed here. As the level of the ghost gate increases, the number of Wave-Treading Yakshas guarding it will also increase."

Wang Xingping then asked, "How can the Ghost Gate be improved?"

"When the number of ghosts sent in reaches a certain level, it will automatically increase."

Wang Xingping nodded, then looked towards the Ghost Gate.

"Can I enter the underworld through the Gate of Hell?"

"No, the Gate of Ghosts does not lead to the underworld, but to the netherworld. If you enter the netherworld, you will get lost."

The netherworld?
Wang Xingping thought of the dark space Chen Xin had taken him to that time and nodded.

Will the Gate of Hell always exist?

"It will only be turned on during the midnight hour, from 11 p.m. to 1 a.m., and will automatically turn off after that time."

What level of ghosts can a Yin-Yang level Ghost Gate contain?

The Wave-Treading Yaksha looked at Wang Xingping and said, "Whatever kind of ghost you can catch, you can take in."

Wang Xingping was surprised.

Does that mean even gods can do this in this corrupt world?

But after thinking about it, I realized it was pointless to ask such a question.

If we can capture the God of Chaos, then what need is there for the Gate of Hell?
After relaying the information he had obtained to Bao Lingqing, Wang Xingping left alone.

Seeing this, Bao Lingqing rubbed his hands together and walked up to the Wave-Treading Yaksha, asking, "Lord Yaksha, do you know how wide the area protected by the Ghost Gate is?"

Ten seconds passed, and Bao Lingqing, having received no response, gradually became embarrassed by the smile on her face.

Turning away sullenly, Bao Lingqing looked at the crowd and shouted:

"What are you waiting for!"

"Send those who need to be taken to the hospital, and catch the ghosts if necessary!"

"Within seven days, I want all the ghosts of Lingyuan City brought here and stuffed into the Ghost Gate!"

That same evening, a message was sent to the General Administration.

"The gates of hell have appeared in the world; the great Xia dynasty's perilous situation due to ghosts and spirits can be averted!"

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(End of this chapter)