I am a fairy

Chapter 158: Renovating the Temple to the Capital

The prince led his men and headed out of the city impatiently.

On the way, in the carriage.

The prince lifted the curtain and talked to Ma Fu beside him.

"Can this witch really make the ghost retreat and stop bothering me?"

"Of course, Your Highness, rest assured, as long as the witch is willing to help, it will definitely succeed."

"Where exactly is the place on the other side of the Danlong River? Who abandoned the golden and iron treasure and caused the ghosts and gods to haunt me?"

Ma Fu came closer and whispered.

"It's a place of ghosts and gods. It's also close to the Peony Dragon Pond. I heard there's a dragon palace under the water."

"Therefore, there are often dragons, ghosts, and monsters appearing here. The demons, ghosts, gods, and monsters are mixed together. The people nearby dare not enter without permission. Your Highness has never been here, so you entered here by mistake."

After hearing this, the prince immediately remembered what happened before.

Although his face remained expressionless, he secretly thought.

"Okay, no wonder the person who showed me the way was so hesitant."

"I thought he was being honest, but it turns out he led me to a place of ghosts and gods."

Its daybreak.

The sun shines on me from high above, and I am protected by so many people.

The prince's fear also dissipated a lot, and he began to remember the embarrassment of yesterday. He felt extremely ashamed, and closed the curtain in shame and annoyance.

Ma Fu did not say anything when seeing this, nor did she ask the prince why his expression suddenly changed. She continued to keep her head down and look submissive like an old servant.

On the long street.

When the prince's carriage passed through the street, it met a special convoy.

The two teams were crowded together, and the street, which was not very wide to begin with, was completely packed.

No one went over and the place was in chaos.

"what happened?"

"It's blocked in front."

"Who is so bold as to block our way? Are you looking for death?"

"There are prison vans ahead, and they are full of condemned prisoners, who are being sent to the city to be beheaded!"

"What, a prisoner van?"

After the autumn, death row prisoners from various states and counties began to be taken to the market town to be executed.

The dates in different places are also different, some are earlier and some are later.

Nowadays.

It just so happened that Lucheng County was also executing death row prisoners.

The prince immediately lifted the curtain and looked outside with a frown. When he found that it was a prison car, he cursed.

But he couldn't get angry with a bunch of dead people, so the prince waved his hand and the convoy made way.

However, when the prison van passed by, one of the prisoners on death row kept howling. His cries were so miserable that the man in the cage looked like a devil.

When the people on both sides of the street heard the man's howling, they all lowered their heads, not daring to look at him directly.

This is unusual.

No matter how powerful a bandit is or how high-ranking an official is in a red robe.

When he fell into the prison van, the common people were never afraid to watch the excitement, and they always cheered and gathered together.

If the prisoner on death row cowardly hid in the prison van, wiping away tears miserably, he would be ridiculed by everyone in the audience.

If I could sing a few heroic songs along the way, saying something like "There's a scar as big as a bowl on my head" or "I'll be a brave man again in eighteen years" and so on.

No matter how unscrupulous you are, there will always be people applauding you.

How could that be possible? I dare not even look at the prisoner on death row.

The prince became suspicious: "Why is that man crying so miserably, and the people can't bear to watch him, but what injustice has he suffered?"

During the time that Ma Fu was here, he had found out a lot of things related to the witch and Yun Zhongjun.

Hearing the prince say this, Ma Fu smiled.

Ma Fu: "Your Highness, it's not that the people can't bear to look at that person, but they dare not look at that person."

The prince said: "Oh, who is this evil man? He has been locked up in a prison car and the people dare not look at him directly?"

Ma Fu: "Your Highness, the people are not afraid of him, but the ghosts who want to take their lives."

Then, Ma Fu talked about the origin of this person.

This man was the villain who had committed murder in other places before and later stole the sacred spring in Xihe County.

After he was sentenced to death by the magistrate of Xihe County in court, the time for his execution has finally come.

In the past, this evil man took a trip through the underworld and chose the hell he wanted to go to.

Now, it is finally coming true.

After the prince heard what Ma Fu said, even though it was broad daylight and the sun was shining directly on his body, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart and shivered.

The prince couldn't help but ask, "Are we really going to be sent to hell?"

Ma Fu answered with certainty: "They really will be sent to hell. If Your Highness comes back earlier tonight, you might even see these wicked people being sent to the underworld by monks performing rituals."

The prince waved his hand: "Forget it for now, business is more important."

After hearing the villain's story, the prince became more anxious.

"I should go visit the shaman and ask the ghost that is haunting me what the intention is and how to resolve this matter!"

At this moment, a line of prisoner vans just passed by.

The prince's carriage and his men immediately left the city and headed straight for the Peony Garden where the witch lived today.

When they arrived in front of the peony garden, they saw a shaman and a witch beside the witch, and then they were told.

"The witch is not here, please go back!"

Wen Ji and Ma Fu looked at each other, and finally Wen Ji asked.

"Excuse me, where did the witch go?"

The witch said: "I don't know. The witch chanted a spell on the river bank this morning to summon a dragon. The dragon flew away. We don't know where it went."

Wen Ji: "When will you be back?"

Miko: "I don't know when he will come back."

After this conversation, the prince became a little anxious.

The prince spoke first: "Is there no other way? Can you tell the divine witch? Isn't it said that the divine witch and the witches of you in the Yunzhong Temple have great powers?"

The witch glanced at the prince, not knowing who he was.

"The shaman has either gone to heaven or to the Dragon Palace."

"But at this moment, he should no longer be in the human world. How can we mortals report this to him?"

The prince was speechless and didn't know what to say.

Finally, Ma Fu said, "Your Highness, the witch must have gone to heaven. Let's wait here for a while!"

The prince nodded and took the opportunity to back down.

"Alright, alright."

That's it.

It was almost dark, but there was no sign of the wizard returning.

There were constant footsteps under the tree in front of the door.

The prince was getting anxious as he waited. He paced back and forth, standing up and sitting down from time to time.

Moreover, the weather was extremely hot. As the time went on, the ghosts and gods might appear at any time. The prince finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"If we keep waiting like this, when will it end?"

"Go back first!"

"Walk."

The prince stood up and waved his hand, ordering everyone to go back. There was some resentment in his voice, and no one knew who he was directed at.

Ma Fu immediately chased after him and shouted.

"Your Highness, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

"Ugh!"

There was no choice but to go back with him.

On the way, it became increasingly darker.

As they moved forward in the darkness, they encountered an oncoming team on the road, which blocked the convoy's way.

"What's going on? Someone is blocking the way again?"

"Who is it this time?"

“It’s a group of monks.”

"Where did this monk come from? How dare he stop our car? This is outrageous."

"Hurry up and ask them to get out of the way. There is only one road outside that can accommodate carriages, and they don't need a carriage, so they can just go around it."

The prince had been exposed to the sun all day and felt irritable, and the people below felt the same way.

Just hearing the noise in front, Ma Fu immediately became anxious and stepped forward to stop those people.

Ma Fu: “No, no.”

When Ma Fu came back, the prince asked him, "Why is the horse supervisor so nervous? What is the origin of this monk?"

Ma Fu said: "Those monks were performing rituals to send ghosts to hell."

In an instant, everyone looked at Ma Fu in surprise.

Then he immediately turned to the monks.

Then the look in his eyes was different.

The irritable eyes suddenly became clear and kind.

The prince immediately remembered the death row prisoner he met in the morning and what Ma Fu said at that time, and the look in his eyes when he looked at the monks immediately changed.

The expressions of the people around him also changed.

It only takes power to make people take a detour, and forcing a death row inmate to give way is at most bad luck.

Let the ghost take a detour.

This was the first time for everyone, and no one knew what the consequences would be.

But everyone unconsciously moved a little further away from the monks, and the originally arrogant tone turned quiet.

No one spoke, but everyone took the initiative to make way for the monks to pass.

The monks said nothing, but bowed to express their gratitude.

Then they marched past the carriages and headed toward the river.

The prince looked outside carefully from behind the curtain and through the gaps, sizing up the monks who were sending the "ghosts" to hell.

I saw these monks, each holding a strange lotus lantern. Each lotus lantern was a priceless treasure even in the eyes of the prince. The monks chanted scriptures and walked slowly in the dark.

The sound of the Sanskrit mantras chanting eventually turned into a constant buzzing sound in the ears. The chanting sound was mysterious and long.

If you look closely at the lotus lantern in his hand, you can see a human head faintly among the crystal clear lotus.

The moment you see it clearly is enough to make people feel panic.

And this moment.

When I listened to the scripture again, I just felt creepy and horrified.

Until the monks passed by.

Ma Fu looked at the prince in the car at this time: "Your Highness, do you want to go and have a look?"

Prince: "Go and take a look?"

Ma Fu: "Look at the monks performing rituals to send the evil spirits into hell."

Through yesterday and today.

Ma Fu felt that the prince, who had just come from the capital, had not yet adjusted his mentality.

Brought the style and habits of the capital here.

Therefore, he wanted to let the prince know that this was not the capital, or rather, not just the capital, by witnessing with his own eyes the scene of the most treacherous and evil people being beheaded and thrown into hell.

From now on, everything may change.

Only in this way.

Next, he had something to say to the prince, and it would make sense.

The prince looked towards the river, feeling a little scared, but he couldn't help wanting to go and take a look.

Although he had encountered strange things continuously in the past two days, he was frightened and terrified.

But he was extremely frightened, fearing that the evil ghost would take his life. At the same time, he was suspicious of everything here and wanted to get to the bottom of it.

The prince finally made up his mind: "Then go and take a look."

The group followed the soul-guiding monk holding the lotus lantern, and then witnessed the most horrifying scene they had ever seen in their lives.

The monks were dressed in grey robes, with serious and mysterious expressions on their faces. The lotus lanterns in their hands began to glow faintly, as if guiding the way to the underworld.

The monk came to the riverside and gently placed the lotus lantern on the water.

At this time, the lotus bloomed.

In light and shadow.

The face of the person in the lotus lantern became more and more distinct, with clear and vivid contours, as if he were still alive.

The headlights of people floated away in groups, emitting a light between dim yellow and dark red. The light became brighter and brighter, gradually illuminating the entire water surface.

It gradually floats away, and its light shines on the water.

Make the dark river as bright as day.

But the light faintly fell along the river water onto the faces of the people on the river bank, and all that was seen was a pale color.

At this time, Ma Fu looked at this scene and told the prince.

"The soul lanterns on the other side have been released, and the Yellow Spring Boat should be here soon."

Prince: "The Yellow Spring Boat?"

Ma Fu: "The boats from the underworld take the souls of the dead to the netherworld. These monks can only help the dead souls to go to the netherworld. As for whether the soul will go to the wormwood or hell in the end, it still has to go through the city of Hell."

As soon as he finished speaking, there were sudden waves under the water.

The boats in the underworld floated up from the bottom of the water one after another. These boats looked strange in shape. Each one seemed similar but had some differences.

Some look very new, while others look shabby, as if they have experienced the baptism of countless years.

When these boats took over the soul-guiding lanterns from the other side.

They began to sink slowly and sank into the water.

However, the underwater light still shines through from the bottom of the water. These rays of light shuttle through the flowing river water, turning into twisted, dim and dark red rays of light, illuminating the entire river like the Yellow Springs River.

Everyone stood on the shore.

It was as if I really felt that I was in the underworld.

As the wind blew, the light gradually disappeared under the water and the surface of the river turned dark again.

The man, who was the prince, finally came to his senses, or woke up.

At this moment.

He has found himself in a bizarre place of gods, demons and ghosts, and the magical power of the gods is radiating in all directions with this place as the center.

The emperor's will, the power in the world, and the status of the aristocratic families.

In front of it.

It has completely lost any meaning and function.

There is a shadow that they cannot see or touch, an existence called a god that is above all else.

He went back, or rather, everyone went back.

You have to get used to this kind of thing slowly.

The prince did not return to the carriage, but kept talking excitedly to Ma Fu.

After the fear, he seemed to become particularly excited.

"Ma Jian, where does this monk's magical power come from?"

"If this monk is so powerful, what about the wizard? Is he even more powerful?"

Ma Fu: "A few days ago, the sorcerer cast a spell, and the dragons in the river came in droves to respond to the spell. The scene was much more spectacular than this."

The prince wanted to ask something else, but Ma Fu spoke again at this time.

"Your Highness, the most important thing now is that our troubles have not been resolved yet!"

"I don't know if the witch has gone to heaven or somewhere else. If the ghost comes looking for us again, what should we do?"

The prince was also anxious: "What should I do?"

At this time, someone came hurriedly to report.

"No, no, no, that's bad!"

"what happened?"

"Just now, the evil ghost came again."

"what?"

"Where is it? Tell me quickly."

"After knocking on the door this time, the ghost disappeared and seemed to be heading outside the city."

As soon as he finished speaking, the prince felt the hairs on his body stand on end.

Look into the darkness again.

He felt more and more that there was a ghost nearly ten feet tall hiding in the boundless darkness, and was now rushing towards him.

After what had just happened, he witnessed with his own eyes the scene of the evil ghost being thrown into the underworld and punished into hell.

At this moment, I learned that the ghost had come again.

The fear in my heart was also intensified layer by layer.

If I were found by that ghost today, my life would be in danger.

Moreover, if the ghosts and gods take advantage of the situation and send themselves to hell to be punished, what would happen then?

The monsters and demons of the underworld.

But no matter whether he is the crown prince or not.

The prince's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He looked at Ma Fu again in a state of panic.

"The horse supervisor!"

"You have been here for some time and you know the situation better than me. Can you make some suggestions for me?"

Ma Fu had no idea at all. She wanted to rely on the Crown Prince to do something, but who knew that he not only failed to help her, but also got into big trouble.

However, he didn't dare to say much.

"Now, there is no other way."

Ma Fu sighed and looked towards the Danlong River.

"I don't know if it will work, let's quickly return the golden and iron treasure!"

"This way, perhaps the ghost will calm down and stop causing trouble."

The prince could only find a way to send the rails back.

The group of people headed towards the other side in a mighty procession.

But on the way, Ma Fu was also worried about whether something might go wrong if they entered that place of ghosts and gods at night.

But since it concerns the life of the prince, there is no time to worry about these things in such a hurry.
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Jiang Chao woke up.

While washing up again, Wangshu appeared in the mirror.

Before Wangshu could open his mouth and say what he wanted to say, Jiang Chao interrupted him.

Jiang Chao: "I have a question."

Wangshu: “Just ask!”

Jiang Chao: "Why do you always appear when I am washing up, instead of when I am taking a shower or at other inappropriate times?"

Wangshu: "How could I show up at that time? Didn't you say you have privacy too?"

Jiang Chao: "Then how do you know this is not a good time?"

Wangshu: "I will know when the bathing equipment starts."

Jiang Chao: "Oh, so that's how it is."

Wangshu brought good news: "I found that guy. I sent ghosts and gods to inform him last night and asked him to return my rails. I notified him all night long."

Jiang Chao didn't understand why it would take an entire night to send out a notification.

Jiang Chao: "Who did you take with you through the Eighteen Levels of Hell again?"

Wangshu: "How can you use the same move twice? I just let the ghosts and gods knock on the door."

Jiang Chao: "Knocking on the door all night?"

Jiang Chao seemed to understand that allowing a ghost to knock on the door all night and play hide-and-seek with him all night would probably be like going to the eighteen levels of hell.

Wangshu: "The person who stole the things seems to be a prince!"

Jiang Chao: "The crown prince, the crown prince who is the emperor's successor?"

Wangshu: “Yes.”

Jiang Chao thought for a moment why the prince would suddenly come here, and then he quickly figured out the connection.

Jiang Chao: "It should be because of the last imperial edict. The last time the divine wizard did not accept the imperial edict because the flood season was approaching. This time the prince is here too. It seems that he has added more responsibilities."

Wangshu: "That seems to be what I saw on the surveillance camera, but the imperial edict has been put away, and I haven't seen the content yet."

She asked, “Want to see it?”

Jiang Chao: "You will be able to see it soon, and you can roughly guess what the content is."

Wangshu: "What is the content?"

Jiang Chao: "It should be to invite the witch to the capital, and I guess he will be given a high position with high salary."

Wangshu: "That's great. We can build the temple in the capital of this dynasty."

"Now, there's no need to send out mandrills. Drones can enter the palace."

Jiang Chao: "Are you still thinking of sending a drone to kill the emperor, and use the temple built by him or his son?"

Jiang Chao vaguely understood why Wangshu felt that planting the flag meant actually controlling the area.

As the saying goes, the scope of truth lies within the range of your cannon.

Then Wangshu’s control area is within the radiation range of the drone.

Jiang Chao wiped his face, shaved his beard, and tidied his hair.

"The capital is a bit far away, isn't it? Our main focus right now is to build an industrial cluster center near the Peony Dragon Pond!"

Wangshu: "It's not that far. We can get there in one day and one night by following the Yangtze River."

"Besides, after we go to the capital, can't we ask the emperor to build more community temples?"

"Our weather forecast will be able to cover more areas."

Jiang Chao: "Let's see what the witch wants!"

After all, Wangshu is a paper cyber fairy, and Yunzhongjun is a god who only exists in the clouds and behind the scenes. The final things still have to be done by the wizard.

At this time, Speak of the devil and he will appear.

"The Divine Witch is requesting to connect."

Jiang Chao had already changed his clothes by this time. With his sleeves loosened, he looked like the ethereal Lord Yun Zhongjun.

Wearing the attire of a god, he becomes even more mysterious.

"Here you are at this time, is it because that prince asked the witch to come and plead for mercy?"

Wangshu: "I can't let him off easily. He dared to steal my tracks."

Jiang Chao: "Then what do you want?"

Wangshu: "At least let him build a big temple in the capital when he returns."

Jiang Chao: "What temple?"

Wangshu: "Any temple will do. Can't we just send a drone there and keep it there permanently?"

(End of this chapter)