Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 139 Deng Chanyu’s opportunity?

Deng Jiugong's entry into the court meant that Deng Xiu could return to Nanjun with his newlywed wife and no longer have to fish in Chentangguan, a deserted place where no one lives and no chickens lay eggs.

All we can say is that there are gains and losses.

In order to leave Deng Jiugong with no excuse to stay, his old rival, Nanbo Hou E Chongyu, who had fought with the Deng family for three years, was persuaded by the envoy from Chaoge to leave his son E Shun to guard the last bit of the inheritance and went to Chaoge alone. He was then banished to Youli by King Zhou and went with Beibo Hou Chonghouhu.

There is still some time before the Deng family enters the court, so Deng Chanyu and Daji take advantage of the opportunity to go to the underworld to celebrate the Ghost Festival and visit Meng Po.

"Hey, is this sedan a bit crowded?"

Neither of them was fat, but they both felt a little uncomfortable getting into Daji's blood-red sedan at the same time.

Deng Chanyu let Daji sit on her lap. They were too close, and she felt Daji's hair kept getting into her nose, which was very itchy.

Daji also frowned slightly: "You are so hot."

"You're too cold. Shall we set off?"

"No, no, no! Let me come out!"

Daji got out of the sedan chair and whistled. The pet-like Di Ting ran out from somewhere. The big white dog quickly grew bigger and finally became the size of a normal horse. Daji smiled gently, climbed onto the dog, patted the pet's neck, and gestured for it to lead the way.

Daji was riding a white dog in front, and Deng Chanyu was sitting in a sedan chair carried by two paper people. She felt something was strange and didn't know what went wrong for a moment.

Deng Chanyu has been in seclusion practicing during this period, and Daji has shown her smart and capable side.

She pointed forward, seemingly directing the paper figurine, but actually explaining to Deng Chanyu, "I've built a ghost market in the valley ahead. It's a place for passing ghosts and spirits who haven't entered the cycle of reincarnation to rest and trade."

As a big pendant, Deng Chanyu had no opinion on this and could only nod: "Ah, yes, yes, yes, ah, good, good."

The sedan chair entered the ghost market. Daji had a very high reputation here, and ghosts could be seen saluting her from time to time. The ghosts looked at Deng Chanyu with rather unfriendly eyes, as if they were putting a flower in something.

"What are you looking at? Do you want to die again?!" Deng Chanyu was not polite and started shouting angrily while standing in the sedan chair.

Her authentic Taoist magic power was like the scorching sun in the eyes of ghosts. Once she got angry, no ghost dared to stare at her anymore.

Daji covered her mouth and chuckled.

"What are you laughing at? It's all because of you, you devil. How come you're becoming more and more charming?"

"What can I do? This body is like this. Oh, my heart hurts so much." Daji looked very sad.

"Let me massage it for you!" someone volunteered.

Daji waved her hand, and the curtain of the sedan chair fell: "Just sit inside quietly."

Daji threw out two more paper figures and asked them to go to the market to buy some gifts. They could only go back to their "hometown" once a year, so it was always a good idea to bring some gifts.

The two giants Fang Bi and Fang Xiang were both in the Ghost Market at this time. When they saw Daji, they immediately knelt down with their fists clasped.

"I've met my empress!"

Deng Chanyu: “.”

Daji is doing pretty well, she's got all the younger brothers? These two giants are taller than the four generals of the Demon Family, and they look really majestic and domineering.

Daji scolded the two big guys seriously, and then said a lot of words about not bullying the weak, not bullying the market, and so on.

At the end, she gave each of the two giants a string of ghost money.

"Hey? Why are you paying them?" Deng Chanyu asked, lifting the curtain of the sedan chair. Daji didn't think much about it. "They want to know more about the underworld, so they come to help me maintain order in the ghost market. I give them some money every month as a reward. What's wrong with that?"

Deng Chanyu gave her a detailed calculation: "Look, you need an employee, and these brothers need a job. This is an equal exchange. Why should we give them money?"

Daji opened her mouth slightly, with a look of confusion in her stunningly beautiful face. Her silly and cute expression almost made Deng Chanyu laugh.

You want to act smart in front of me? You're stupid when I reveal a little bit of your secrets, right?
Fang Bi and Fang Xiang were also stunned. The two brothers looked at each other and felt that it made sense. They quickly returned the ghost money to Daji. Fang Bi even took out several more strings of ghost money from his bag and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive us. We brothers are all rough people and cannot read. We! We are not trying to take advantage of this, but we just don't understand!"

"Don't listen to my friend's nonsense. This money is what you brothers deserve."

Daji finally figured things out. She pouted and raised a fist towards Deng Chanyu. Then she felt that her image in the ghost market was shattered, and signaled Di Ting and the sedan chair to leave quickly.

The sheep transformed by the Dragon King of Jinghe River saw them from afar and felt that they looked familiar, so he subconsciously jumped out of the sheepfold and ran after them for more than ten steps.

"Why is that sheep following us?" Deng Chanyu was a little puzzled, then she acted as if she suddenly understood something: "Is it attracted by your charm again?"

Daji covered her face. "Sinking fish and falling geese" sounds better, but what about "sheep"? How should I call it?

To avoid embarrassment, she quickly put on her veil.

She even ordered the paper figurine to speed up. In less than two breaths, Di Ting and the sedan chair disappeared in the ghost market, leaving only the confused and unlucky sheep.

Arrived safely in the underworld.

But the place they entered was still quite a distance away from Meng Po, so Di Ting and the sedan chair continued to move forward.

Sudden.

A mist blew up from a dark and gloomy mountain, carrying with it countless shouts and cries of killing.

After more than ten breaths, the fog came closer, and more than a hundred ghosts came roaring, including some strong and extremely ugly humanoid creatures.

"It's the Asura clan!" Daji drew out two long swords, slashed left and right, killed two ghost soldiers, and then Di Ting roared, opened his big mouth, and bit directly to death a muscular and ugly Asura.

"The demon general has ordered that whoever captures Su Daji will be rewarded with a thousand gold coins and promoted three levels!" Many ghosts shouted in unison, and the elite Asuras ran even faster. One of the Asuras holding a steel fork stabbed the paper man carrying the sedan chair to death, and then he and another Asura carried the sedan chair in front and behind and ran away.

"Hey? I am the one, you are wrong." Daji was a little confused, and hurriedly signaled Di Ting to chase after her.

Deng Chanyu hesitated for a moment, then she lifted the curtain of the sedan chair. Amidst the puzzled gazes of the ghosts and Asuras, she summoned the Emerald Light Yin-Yang Lamp, and the yin and yang energies swept back and forth twice, crushing all these messy enemies into meat paste.

"Let's go find my mother-in-law quickly. These guys must have some conspiracy." Daji was still a little flustered and looked very nervous.

Deng Chanyu had a different idea. She said confidently, "Go find Meng Po. I've left two of them alive. I'll go after them and see. Maybe there's an opportunity for me there."

Nuwa, who was in the Wahuang Palace, couldn't help but cover her face.

What kind of opportunity can there be in such a damn place?
She pointed her finger at Qingluan, who knew she had gotten into trouble by talking nonsense. She lowered her head and explained softly, "My Lady, wasn't it just to cheer you up? Really, this is all my fault."

Nuwa rolled up her sleeves and said, "Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up and take out my Immortal Cauldron of Creation. Isn't this an opportunity? Hurry up and refine one for her now!"

Qingluan was at a loss for words: "My Lady, it's too late. Besides, the newly refined one has traces of it. Ah Yu has seen so many innate spiritual treasures, her standards are very high."

Nuwa was very dissatisfied: "Then what do you say we should do?"

Qingluan's words were particularly straightforward: "Let's make some arrangements and have Ah Yu go grab one nearby?"

(End of this chapter)