Fairy, don't try to mess with my filial piety

"I'm truly sorry that I wasn't able to help with this year's Ghost Festival rituals. The entire burden falls on the shoulders of the Minister."

The Minister of Rites laughed heartily and said:

"It's a small matter. The Ministry of Rites is in charge of sacrificial affairs. It's their responsibility. Why shouldn't they shoulder the responsibility? Besides, I just pushed the matter to my subordinates!"

This is quite honest. The Shangshu's current job is to nominate someone to handle matters, so there is no need for him to come in person.

Before becoming the Shangshu, he had been diligently organizing various sacrifices. If he still did this after becoming the Shangshu, wouldn't it be a waste of time?

But this statement is not nice, it should be:

Isn't this depriving subordinates of opportunities to exercise? What a cruel boss!

A married sixth princess came over and joined the conversation. She asked:

"Yu Jijiu, can you tell us more about the information you brought back earlier? Huai Wan has been sent to Lihuo Country. I don't know how she is doing now, and you can't arrange for more guards."

The female priest, dressed in an elegant Confucian robe, shook her head helplessly and sighed:

"It's inconvenient to say. If I do, it will be a violation of the taboo. I hope the Sixth Princess will understand."

The Sixth Princess knew this was true, but she was still curious:

"Is this Immortal Master from the Lihuo Nation really so powerful that even the old Princess Huaiyan had to personally warn you?"

The Minister of Rites stroked his beard and said:

"Although I've never come across this, I used to believe that the immortals in the mountains were the real deal, and that the self-proclaimed immortals among the common people were all scammers. I never expected a genuine immortal to come from the Fire Nation..."

What a pity! If I had met this immortal master earlier, maybe I could have established a good relationship with him and asked him to preside over this year's Ghost Festival sacrifice. I'd have gotten to know him better!"

Fish Priest was afraid that they would keep asking questions, so he said:

"Let's follow the Shangyoushen team. They should be leaving the capital soon."

"Row."

During the parade, no one, from court nobles to imperial officials, was allowed to ride in carriages or horses. They had to walk, and the guards would clear a passage to avoid the crowds of people.

Yu Jijiu and others quickly caught up, and when they were halfway there, someone from the Ministry of Rites came over to report the situation.

"What happened?" When the Shangshu saw the expression of his subordinates, he knew that an accident had occurred.

"A few monks and nuns blocked the way outside the capital and snatched the incense offerings from the procession, and then chaos broke out there."

"How ridiculous! Even beggars know to kowtow when begging for food, but monks are trying to steal incense from the local gods?!" the Shangshu scolded.

"Let's go and take a look. It shouldn't be a big chaos. Just show up and say a few words." said the Sixth Princess.

......

The people followed the night parade of gods all the way to the gate of the capital.

The night was dark, but the lanterns and torches illuminated the surroundings as if it were daytime.

At the front of the procession was a pioneer boy who was responsible for clearing the way. He held a purification censer in one hand and a whip in the other, paving the way for the team of gods behind him.

The gods will be played by mediums. According to custom, the gods will descend upon the mediums at this moment, use their eyes to inspect the mortal world, and bless on the night of Ghost Festival.

The boy from Xianfeng was blocked by several monks and nuns, and could not continue to go to the Zhongyuan Diguan Temple.

These sacrifices all have strict time requirements, and special officials will calculate the auspicious or inauspicious time, which must not be neglected.

The people were so anxious that they wanted to curse:

"Why don't the soldiers come and drive these wild monks away? They have fat heads and big ears, and their faces are covered in greasy flesh. They don't look like decent people."

"The pioneer boy is too late to beat them. The Earth God will be angry!"

Just now, the procession was marching along smoothly when four monks and nuns who came from nowhere stopped the procession, holding their own blackened Buddha statues.

The common people were holding three incense sticks to offer to the main deity in the procession, while these monks and nuns were wandering around.

The monks and nuns would hold the Buddha statue in front of whoever was praying, as if they were praying to the statue.

This angered the people of Tianji Country, who kicked and beat them. Some even picked up their own little boys and urinated on them in front of the monks and nuns to get rid of the bad luck.

"What Ghost Festival? This is clearly my Buddhist Yulan Festival! You're stealing my Buddhist festival and not even giving me Buddhist incense!"

"Light-holding Buddha Mother, come and enlighten and save these thieves!"

A nun weighing 200 kilograms, with wrinkles piled up on her face, was lying on the road like a small mountain, holding a Buddha statue in her arms, as if holding someone's family's spirit tablet.

The people around tried to drag her away, and the monks could be taken away, but the nun could not be moved at all.

The vanguard boy had no choice but to sing in an opera tune, representing the power of the sacrifice, and step forward to wave the whip.

The whip lashed out fiercely at the nun, leaving her skin torn and flesh exposed. Blood and grease flowed everywhere. The vanguard boy shouted angrily:

"You outrageous pig! This Ghost Festival is a festival for worshipping our ancestors. You came to my Tianji Country to beg for incense and recruit believers, so you should act like a beggar!"

Officers and soldiers arrived one after another, ready to forcibly drag away the troublemakers.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew by, and on this hot night, the people shivered, their teeth chattered, and the coldness biting into their bones!

"What's going on?!" the people were shocked.

Yu Jijiu and his companions rode on horses, taking a detour and hurrying over, but were also blown by the gloomy wind. They were terrified:

"Where did this evil wind come from? It's so creepy, it makes my back cold!"

Amidst the waves of surprised and doubtful voices, only the fat and dirty nun was ecstatic. Her joy was beyond words and she laughed loudly:

"You are finished! The Light-Holding Buddha has arrived. You disrespect the Light-Holding Buddha. This is all due to your arrogance! Your karma has come!"

The blackened Buddha statue shattered with a sound, and the obese nun suffered a heart attack, her voice suddenly stopped, and her eyes rolled back.

When she opened her eyes again, there was only darkness in her eye sockets!

The bloated body slowly floated up from the ground. A strange kindness appeared on the nun's face, and a black light appeared behind her head.

"This, this is..."

Everyone was stunned, their minds went blank. They had never seen such a situation during the Ghost Festival sacrifice.

The nun's existence became increasingly elusive. Could she truly be the Light-Holding Buddha that the monks and nuns had spoken of? How could she be so influential? How could her manifestations be so powerful?

The Buddha Mother Chiguang, who had just suffered a great loss in Kunlun Ruins, saw the fear and surprise of mortals at this moment, and she seemed to have found a way to vent her anger.

The voice of the Buddha Mother of Immeasurable Light resounded throughout this world. She asked:

“Who doesn’t respect, who doesn’t worship?”

As the sound was heard, a gust of wind spread out in all directions, people fell to the ground, and nearby houses collapsed.

Not to mention the parade team, even the heavily armored soldiers were thrown to the ground.

Fear permeated the night of Ghost Festival, and the bustle turned into dead silence in an instant.

No matter how much fear the guards felt in their hearts, they still protected the Minister of Rites and several other dignitaries.

"We must notify the immortal master on the mountain!" said the Minister of Rites.

"There, there, why is there someone still standing? Who is it?!" The Sixth Princess, who is already a married woman, looked quietly in the direction of the parade with trembling eyes.

Yu Jijiu followed her gaze and felt relieved: "It's Mr. Chu from Lihuo Country!"

In the chaos where everyone fell down, a tall young man in a black robe appeared from nowhere, his tall figure standing opposite the Buddha Mother of Chiguang.

The evil wind was whistling like a knife, but he walked steadily and stood still in the wind, only the tips of his pale hair were swaying slightly.

The two snakes on his sleeves seemed to come alive, one white and one green, beautiful and mysterious, wrapping around his arms.

"I'll borrow the God's mask for you."

Chu Wuji spoke softly, and took the medium's mask from the air. He put the mask on his face as he walked towards the Buddha Mother Chiguang.

The eyes that were staring at the other person suddenly shrank into vertical pupils, looking down on the Buddha Mother of Chiguang.

"You actually managed to chase me here?!" The Buddha Mother Chiguang showed an angry look.

She remembered this young man, who had been hiding nearby and only dared to attack by surprise. Now that he saw that she was a crippled body, he actually showed up on his own initiative.

However, the appearance of this young man here means that those immortals may also be here.

Being able to catch up so quickly, the Buddha Mother Chiguang had no confidence in escaping again and could only take a hostage.

She made a quick decision and raised her palm to take down Chu Wuji, but the invisible wind pressure imprisoned her body, and the imprisonment spells from all directions fell on her, making the Buddha Mother Chiguang unable to move.

"The eye of heaven is piercing, able to see through the universe. A single thought of heaven and earth illuminates everything."

After Chu Wuji finished reciting the spell of the Sky Eye Technique, he mobilized the power of the Qilin Spirit to suppress evil. A dazzling golden divine light burst out from his brows again, piercing through the forehead of the Buddha Mother of Chiguang.

From her soul to her body, her existence was rapidly eroded.

In just a few breaths, the Buddha Mother of Crazy Light was burned to black ashes and blown away into the night.

The eerie and evil wind that had been blowing in the hearts of the people disappeared, and the nameless pressure on everyone was gone.

They stared at Chu Wuzhi in amazement, recalling everything that had just happened.

"It feels good to kick a helpless dog."

Chu Wuji sighed in his heart, then took off the mask, returned it to the general, and said to the officials and people around him:

"The trouble is over. There are no taboos. The parade continues."

Chapter 400 I Don’t Take It

After the Night God team reorganized, they restored their original order and continued to complete the link that was originally stuck.

Although there were some bumps and the person dressed as the god was in a messy state, he finally arrived at the Zhongyuan Diguan Temple smoothly and completed the final sacrificial ceremony.

After the chief priest announced the end of the Ghost Festival sacrifice, everyone from officials to common people were discussing the incident that took place at the gate of the capital.

Some people who were not at the scene were very upset and asked around about the situation:

"Many people are saying that monks and nuns have turned into evil spirits. What's going on?"

But no one paid attention to the explanation. At this time, only half an hour had passed since the monks and nuns caused trouble.

Even those who witnessed the incident at the time were confused and didn't understand the whole thing. They all wanted to find a real god to explain it in detail.

"That thing is called the Light-Holding Buddha Mother? It's terrifying, like a pig demon transformed into a spirit. As soon as it opened its mouth, everyone around it fell to the ground!"

"Really? I saw a lot of people covered in mud. Was it caused by that evil spirit?"

"How can this be fake? Look at those armored guards, the iron plates on their bodies are dented!"

If the common people were dirty, it could be explained as the crowding together, but the dishevelled appearance of the armored guards and dignitaries was not normal.

After hearing a lot of stories, the common people who didn't know the truth finally realized how terrifying it was when monks and nuns turned into evil spirits.

"I was afraid my baby would get stepped on, so I waited in advance at the Zhongyuan Temple to reserve a spot, but I missed this!"

"Don't say you missed out. We all thought we were going to die during this Ghost Festival. Aren't you afraid your child might get scared?"

"I heard that a deity appeared tonight and descended upon the medium, killing the ghost Buddha in a few seconds."

"It seems so, but it's not the medium from the procession, but another man in a black robe, tall and strong but not rough."

There are many different opinions. This incident happened not long ago, but it has been exaggerated by the people to be confusing.

At this time, several gods and mediums who had recovered from their shock came out from behind the Zhongyuan Temple. A group of people quickly surrounded them and asked for details.

"It wasn't me, but it must have been a divine manifestation. After the man took the mask, his eyes immediately turned vertical, and he was filled with murderous intent. He was definitely not an ordinary person!"

"The Earth God must be angry. Seeing the evil spirits so rampant that they blocked the parade, he personally sent people to deal with them!"

"Just now I seemed to see him being taken to one side by dignitaries."

......

In the government office,

The Minister of Rites, Yu Jijiu and other high-ranking officials gathered here to entertain and thank Chu Wuji for his kindness.

The Sixth Princess and other powerful people wanted Chu Wuji to visit their own mansions and give him a more comprehensive reception, but Chu Wuji said that the nearest place would be enough, so they chose to meet and chat in the government office.

Even though the Minister of Rites and the Sixth Princess witnessed the entire process, they were still unsure of the situation and suspected that Chu Wuji was really possessed by a spirit.

After Yu Jijiu's thoughts calmed down a little, he offered tea in thanks:

"Thank you, Master Chu, for calming down the chaos tonight and choosing this method to maintain the custom of Ghost Festival sacrifices!"