I am a fairy

Chapter 130 Hell is Empty

When Ma Fu got into the carriage, his calves were still trembling. He stepped on the ladder under the carriage several times but failed to get up.

Finally, the temple servant realized something was wrong and immediately stepped forward to help him. It was with the help of the temple servant that he finally got into the car.

"Ma Jian, what's wrong with you?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

"But you're not feeling well. Do you want to find a doctor to take a look?"

"Don't worry, just sit for a while, go slowly on the road, don't be in a hurry."

"Hey, okay."

The carriage started off, and the people following it started their journey home. However, when the monks saw Ma Fu's appearance just now, they couldn't help but talk about it.

"What's going on? The horse supervisor went up the mountain in good spirits, but when he came down he looked like a lost soul."

"You look pale. Did you see something on the mountain?"

"I heard that ghosts and gods haunt this mountain when it gets dark. The mountain master and the earth god will come to pay homage to Yun Zhongjun. If you encounter them, your soul will be taken away."

"Is there such a thing?"

"I heard it from someone in Xihe County."

Although Ma Fu asked people to walk slower, everyone couldn't help but jog when they saw the dark and deep mountain jungles all around.

On the way, Ma Fu began to recall everything that had just happened on the mountain.

It has been some time since he came to Yinzhou from the capital on the emperor's order. Although the mission has not been completely completed, after today's trip, there is some progress, which makes him breathe a sigh of relief.

Regardless of the situation, he will have to stay in Yinzhou for a while.

However, it is time to inform Emperor Yu about what has happened here recently, what he is doing and what he is going to do.

After returning.

Under the light, Ma Fu worked furiously at his desk all night long.

He was frightened just now on the mountain, his face was pale as if he had lost his soul, but after coming back, Ma Fu became energetic again and couldn't even sleep.

Looking back now, he might have just seen a real god, although it might just be that the god descended upon the body of a witch.

But, that is also a god!
Ma Fu was a humble man, but he was able to serve the emperor and see the gods coming to the world. In his opinion, it was a blessing he had earned in eight lifetimes.

The tip of the pen dyed thick ink on the paper, and each stroke was extremely neat.

"I report to Your Majesty that I have been ordered to go to Yinzhou for observation. What I have heard and seen has been truly shocking, and it is beyond my expectations."

"Therefore, I am writing this letter to report to Your Majesty what has happened."

Afterwards, Ma Fu wrote down on it everything he had heard and seen since he got off the boat.

On the shore, he saw the wizard leading a dragon to build a dike, and the wizard rode the dragon away. He asked the people on the river bank about the magical things, and followed the dragon all the way to Xihe County, where he saw the scene of the wizard conferring the title of God of the Earth, Wang Shan Gong, and the celestial appearance of the wizard.

He wrote down all the matters concerning the witch god and Yun Zhongjun, no matter how big or small.

In the blink of an eye, a thick stack of documents had accumulated on the table.

When he reached the last page, Ma Fu became cautious. He even stopped writing several times, erased the words he had written, and revised and considered repeatedly.

Finally, these are the words written on the paper.

"Thanks to your majesty's grace, I am sending this slave to Yinzhou. The purpose is to convey auspicious signs, but in reality, it is also to appease and monitor the Prince of Lucheng."

"However, after arriving in Yinzhou, I deeply felt that the benefits of the divine witch to the court were far greater than the king of a mere county, and even better than thousands of elite soldiers."

"The witch of the Cloud Temple has great magical powers and boundless magic power."

"If the imperial court can make use of it, it will be a powerful aid for your majesty to unify the nine provinces and clear the six directions."

"Therefore, I hereby offer my most pious advice to Your Majesty. If you can invite the divine witch to the capital with the position of the national teacher, and help her win over the hearts of the people, you will surely be able to make her submit and serve the court."

"Your Majesty is wise and decisive, and has a keen insight. I will do my best to assist Your Majesty in achieving this great cause."

"I hope your majesty will give me your approval. Ma Fu respectfully reports this."

After finishing writing, Ma Fu put the thick stack of papers into a bag, sealed it with wax, and then stamped it with his own seal.

Then he went out in the night. There was someone guarding the door, who bowed and saluted when he saw Ma Fu coming out.

Ma Fu asked his attendants to call over a man who looked like a soldier, and then handed him the wax-sealed bag.

"Go, deliver this letter to the palace immediately without delay."

"Yes!"
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Virtual world map.

Hades.

On the banks of the Yellow Springs River, in the sea of ​​red shore flowers, another figure came quietly.

It is a celestial being, and you can tell at a glance.

His robes were like flowing clouds, radiating light as he walked, and behind his head emanated a moon-like light.

Shining and round.

Wherever it passed, the underworld was illuminated, the gloomy fog ceased, the dark haze dissipated layer by layer, and the ghost whispers faintly heard in the wind disappeared.

It is really magical.

The "Immortal Saint" stood by the Yellow Springs River, looking at his own reflection, and finally couldn't help but speak.

Jiang Chao: "Can you please turn off the light behind your head for me?"

Wangshu: “Closed?”

Jiang Chao: "Yeah, it's turned off."

Wangshu: "How do people passing by know that you are a deity?"

Jiang Chao: "There's not even a ghost here, who's watching?"

Wangshu: "The sense of ritual should be cultivated when no one is watching. Only in this way can the sense of ritual be integrated into oneself and the state of harmony between man and nature can be achieved."

"From now on it will no longer be me who resembles the gods, but the gods who resemble me."

Jiang Chao was stunned by what he heard. What was going on? It was so confusing.

Actually.

This is because Jiang Chao’s god model took Wangshu a long time to design, especially this new version of the halo, Wangshu debugged many versions and put a lot of thought into it.

If this is closed, all my efforts will be in vain, right?

This is Wangshu’s hard work.

It's like working through many late nights to come up with a drawing, and then you say you don't need it at all, because the snake, rooster and lion must instantly transform from a dead snake into a crowing rooster, and then into an angry lion that eats people.

Of course, it is also possible that the latter two evolutionary forms were completed simply by going through them once in the mind.

Wangshu highly recommended: "This lamp is auspicious light, spiritual light, and Buddha light. It is the proof of gods and Buddhas. Haven't you seen in TV dramas that gods and Buddhas always have light behind their heads when they go out?"

"Those without light are all demons and monsters, and those with light are all from great backgrounds."

This light is really too bright, Jiang Chao said again.

"Turn down the light for me. It's too bright."

Wangshu: "If the light is small, it won't show how powerful it is. The more powerful, the more influential, and the more extraordinary the identity, the brighter the auspicious light will be."

Jiang Chao: "According to what you said, whether it is powerful or not depends on how powerful the light bulb behind the head is."

Wangshu: "If the light is turned up a bit, it will soon make mortals dizzy, and people will not dare to look at the gods."

Jiang Chao: "I think you got yourself dizzy first. There's something wrong with your design."

After Wangshu's series of dissatisfied complaints such as "no taste", "no romance", and "no sense of ritual", the wattage of the light bulb behind the immortal's head was lowered a little.

It no longer shines like an incandescent lamp, but is more like the dim and hazy light in the Dunhuang murals.

Jiang Chao came to the stone bridge and looked up at the necromancer giant dressed as an ancient emperor.

At this moment, a reminder sound of map changes came to my ears.

"We have arrived at the third floor of Huangquan Base."

"Soul-Calling Bridge Data Exchange Center."

The giant held a huge soul flag in his hand and summoned the wandering ghosts from all directions, just like calling on the ministers from all over the world to come and pay homage to him.

When ordinary people see the banner, they immediately want to kneel before it and let it control them.

Just like that sentence.

If the king wants his subject to die, the subject has to die, generally.

This is the third level of Huangquan Base in the virtual world. The function of this bridge is data exchange.

According to Wangshu's design, what this means is that all data in reality will continuously flow in through the Huangquan network, and eventually undergo the most preliminary exchange, filtering, and review here before being able to enter the next level.

The program responsible for preliminary filtering and review is embodied in the necromancy giant in the Chu mythology.

"The mythical existence that appeared in The Conjuring."

Jiang Chao took a look and thought that the model was well built, especially the soul flag, which was really well made.

Jiang Chao: "You must have put a lot of thought into it!"

Wangshu became happy again: "Administrator Jiang Chao, you still have good taste."

Within a few minutes, Jiang Chao's evaluation reversed, but Jiang Chao pretended not to hear Wangshu's series of mumblings.

But Wangshu told him that the soul flag was not designed by her, but was a Feiyi that had been unearthed in Chu in history.

Feiyi, as its name suggests, is not a piece of clothing, but a thing used to summon souls, similar to a banner.

Like the monk before him, Jiang Chao also arrived at the gate of Youdu City.

"We have arrived at the fourth floor of Huangquan Base."

"Gui Bo Firewall Center."

Without stopping at all, he pushed open the heavy door and walked inside.

But as soon as the door opened, the legendary ghost appeared.

"Roar!"

The terrifying sound was deafening, trying to scare the immortal standing at the door by catching him off guard, but the immortal had already been prepared and would not be fooled by it again. The immortal completely ignored the ghost and walked inside.

"Entering the fifth floor of Huangquan Base, Youdu City's temporary data storage center."

"Warning, warning, warning!"

"This place is not open yet. You need authorization to pass through it. Without authorization, all permissions of the passerby and device user will be disabled, and their coordinates will be obtained immediately. Expand..."

"Permission review in progress!"

“Identification confirmed!”

"My identity is the administrator Jiang Chao, the highest authority Yun Zhongjun."

After entering Youdu City, they found that the entire Youdu City was completely blank and there was nothing inside. This was exactly the scene that the monk had seen before.

There are only various towering buildings in the city, which look like various government offices in the underworld, but there are no ghosts to be seen in them. The city is empty and filled with a sense of death.

Looking around, it seemed that the entire underworld had stopped functioning since someone unknown had started.

But actually.

But this place has never been started.

Wangshu asked a question at this time: "Why was the monk allowed to look here?"

Jiang Chao: "Let him know that there is nothing in hell. There is no reincarnation or retribution in the next life. It is not set up for the kind of reincarnation system he wants. Don't let your imagination run wild."

The existence of the underworld has attracted great interest from both Taoists and Buddhists, and there are various records about it in their myths and legends.

The Buddhist monks and Taoist priests are even more interested in the underworld than the so-called heaven and paradise.

because.

Compared to the illusory heaven, the underworld, which controls reincarnation and the life and death of mortals, seems to be closer to the human world.

And the authority it holds seems to be no less than that in heaven.

Wangshu: “Is it useful?”

Jiang Chao: "Looking at his distraught and heartbroken look at the end, it should still be useful!"

Jiang Chao hurriedly walked through the city and finally stood at the end of Youdu City.

at the end.

It is a bottomless cliff. Looking down, it feels like a terrifying mouth swallowing everything above.

Above the cliff, there are suspended stone platforms with floating steps.

There are whirlpools one after another on top of the stone platform.

Jiang Chao took a look and then walked onto one of the stone platforms. This was the purpose of Jiang Chao's coming here.

Jiang Chao: "The next level should lead to Haoli!"

Wangshu: “Yes, but it’s not completely finished yet!”

Jiang Chao: "Why do you do it so perfectly?"

Wangshu: "We have to give some benefits to the workers under us, such as the Tiangong, the Hutougui, the temple priests, and the shamans!"

"If they encounter misfortune or are about to die in the future, let them experience it in the virtual world, so that they know how much happiness they can enjoy after death as long as they do good deeds and accumulate merits."

Jiang Chao: "You just said they were working there, right?"

Wangshu: "I was wrong. I should call them by their titles."

The titles of earth gods, heavenly gods, ghost gods, and shamans are their duties as registered by Wangshu.

Jiang Chao: "Is it really for the purpose of distributing benefits, not for the sense of ceremony?"

Wangshu: "Of course, part of it is for the sense of ritual."

Jiang Chao: "How much? Could it be 99.99 percent?"

Wangshu: "Four nines are not enough!"

Jiang Chao: "What is doing good deeds? What is merit? Not working for you is doing good deeds, and the hidden points accumulated from working are merits, right?"

Wangshu: "You can only talk, then you can come up with a better setting."

While talking.

Jiang Chao walked across the platform and stepped into the vortex.

If we talk about the entire structure, the first five floors of Huangquan Base are more like barriers set up for the later floors, or they are prerequisites for entering the later floors.

By the sixth level, some qualitative changes had taken place in the Huangquan Base.

Jiang Chao was immersed in the vortex, the light and shadows around him kept changing, as if he had passed through space and time in an instant and arrived at an incredible place in the distant unknown.

And the familiar warning sound still came to my ears.

"warn!"

"warn!"

"warn!"

"Heading to an unopened map."

"The sixth floor of Huangquan Base, Haoli Data Storage Center."

According to Wangshu's design, the sixth floor is a virtual world truly created for ghosts and gods.

Once it is completely perfected, ghosts and gods can live in it, just like living in reality, but far beyond what reality can give.

In a trance, Jiang Chao had passed the fifth floor and reached the sixth floor.

"Hoohoo!"

The first thing that arouses feeling is still the wind.

Jiang Chao opened his eyes and looked over, and saw a virtual world that was completely different from the one above.

Jiang Chao was seen standing on a piece of land where dense wormwood grew. There seemed to be puddles in the grass in the distance, and rippling water could be seen faintly.

The wormwood was blown by the wind.

Suddenly, a large area of ​​fluorescent light floated out from the wormwood, which seemed to be the scene of rotten grass turning into fireflies in mythology.

“Is this Haoli?”

Although I looked up, I still couldn't see the sun, the moon, or the stars.

But compared with the above, it can be called a paradise.
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Tenryuji Temple.

The monk picking flowers returned to the temple and remained silent all the way, but the disciples still couldn't help asking.

"Master, did you gain anything in the mountains?"

All the disciples gathered around with concern, but only the three who did not steal, rob or rob remained silent, with bitter "compassionate" expressions on their faces.

Monk Picking Flowers: "I climbed the mountain today and was fortunate to see the Buddha descend to the world. The Buddha had compassion on all living beings and saw my sincerity, so he opened the door to the netherworld and allowed me to reincarnate."

The disciples were overjoyed: "Master, you are really not an ordinary person."

Another disciple asked: "Did Master see anything in the cycle of reincarnation in the underworld?"

Monk Picking Flowers: "I was able to see the flowers blooming on the other shore, the Yellow Springs surging, and hear the ancients reciting poems about their lingering love for the mortal world. I also saw a giant spirit that seemed to be summoning souls from the ancient Chu land."

As the monk holding the flower spoke, the disciples were also very excited. Some even wrote down what the monk said on the spot, for fear of missing a single word.

In the future, maybe this will become a classic.

But at the end, the monk heaved a long sigh: "Today I finally understand why the world has fallen to this point."

The disciples looked at each other and asked again, "Why?"

The monk holding the flower said: "I went into hell and saw that it was completely empty, just like a ruin."

"It turns out that all the evil ghosts and fierce spirits in the underworld have come to the human world!"

"No wonder there are endless wars in the world every year. People are no longer human, and ghosts are no longer ghosts. With so many evil spirits sneaking into the human world, how can this world not be like hell?"

The disciples were shocked after hearing this: "Ah, is this really the case?"

After the monk picked up the flower, he put his hands together.

"I finally understand why the gods and Buddhas let me visit the underworld. There is a deep meaning behind it!"

The disciples looked at the monk picking flowers, and one of them asked.

"What has Master realized?"

The monk picking flowers had a solemn expression on his face, as if he was making a great vow to verify his bodhicitta.

"The gods and Buddhas are guiding me, letting me know what to do in the future."

"And all the previous tests were just to test my determination and ability. Both are indispensable. After all, what I am going to do next cannot be accomplished without great wisdom and courage."

"I will definitely reincarnate again and send all the evil spirits wandering in the mortal world to the netherworld of hell."

"Let good and evil be rewarded, let reincarnation be orderly, and let the world be peaceful."

"Saving one person saves a thousand."

"Save the world."

After saying this, the Monk Picking Flowers looked at his three new disciples.

“Don’t steal, don’t rob, don’t rob.”

The three of them stood up: "Disciple is here."

The monk picking flowers was very sure. In his eyes, these three people seemed to have another meaning.

"You three must have been evil spirits that escaped from the netherworld in your past lives, so the gods and Buddhas instructed me to save you three."

"If I can't save you three, how can I save the vast number of evil spirits in this world?"

"From now on, the three of you must practice hard to resolve the grievances of your past lives."

"Otherwise, retribution will not be far away."

Do not steal, do not rob, do not rob, and bow: "You must practice well."

(End of this chapter)