I am a fairy

Chapter 197 How the Emperor Died
In winter, heavy snow falls from the sky.

The whole city of Huajing was in mourning.

Emperor Wen Zhao of the Wu Dynasty died suddenly. The cause of his death and what happened in the palace became a hot topic in the capital, and all kinds of rumors were flying around.

In any case, the emperor's death was unusual.

The one that is most common and believed among the rumors.

Naturally, it was the previous leader of Yunzhen Dao, Lu Yinyang, who was forced to death by the emperor. After his death, he turned into an evil ghost and came to take the emperor's life.

After all, Lu Yinyang's death was also full of weirdness. After his death, the emperor invited the disciple of Yinyang Zhenren to the palace to perform a ritual. Then the emperor fell ill in bed again and died suddenly. The cause and effect all matched up.

of course.

Some people also said that Lu Yinyang died from taking a poison pill and it had nothing to do with the emperor.

The emperor died because he took a poisonous pill.

The pavilion was covered with snow and a clear and quiet sound came from inside.

"what is going on?"

Ma Fu was kneeling on the ground, wearing a light-colored linen coat, which looked extremely thin in the heavy snow.

This once powerful eunuch from the Ministry of Internal Affairs seemed to have become unimportant after the emperor's death.

Faced with the questions from the National Master Ling Huajun, he was filled with panic, fear, worry and other emotions, and he dared not hide them anymore.

So he recounted the whole process, from when Lu Yinyang came to the palace to discuss Taoism with His Majesty, and suddenly he changed his mind and agreed. Afterwards, Lu Yinyang passed away, and the emperor asked Lu Yinyang's disciples to perform a ceremony to ascend to heaven.

A strong wind hit at night and the emperor fell seriously ill.

Later, his condition became worse and worse. He could not speak or get up. By the time Linghua Jun was called in, it was too late.

However, the figure in the pavilion noticed a detail in what Ma Fu said.

"You said that the emperor took the elixir again in those few days?"

Ma Fu nodded and said, "Your Majesty has taken elixirs in the past. Although Your Majesty believes in Buddhism, he secretly keeps a Taoist named Lu Xianweng who possesses extraordinary powers and makes elixirs for Your Majesty to prolong his life."

Linghua Jun asked again, "Why didn't you eat it later?"

Ma Fu said: "Your Majesty took too many pills, and then he developed a carbuncle on his back."

It turned out to be the case.

Linghua Jun: "Then why do you start taking pills now?"

Ma Fu answered truthfully: "Your Majesty thought that the Yin Yang Master could become an immortal by this method, so he took the elixir again. After taking the elixir, he felt as light as a swallow and as if he was floating in the clouds. It was as if he had really become an immortal and he couldn't help himself."

Ling Huajun nodded, walked out of the pavilion to the front of the stairs, and looked at Ma Fu from above.

"So, this is what happened that day when the emperor couldn't help but take another poison pill, then spent the whole day cultivating immortals, and ended up being frightened by the cold wind at night."

"He collapsed on the bed and died?"

"Medicine cannot cure death, and kind words cannot persuade a damned ghost. The emperor is destined not to live beyond this life. Even if he has the magical power to change his fate, he cannot change his fate."

Linghua Jun spoke bluntly and without any reservations. In his words, the emperor, who was at the highest level of the nation, seemed to be no different from an ordinary fool.

Ma Fu stood up, shaking off the snowflakes on his body and falling to the ground, and said hurriedly.

"But on that day, the wind was really strange, and someone did see a strange shadow entering the palace in the dark, and then your majesty shouted!"

"Lu Yin Yang has come to avenge me. Lu Yin Yang has come to avenge me."

Linghua Jun: "Isn't the Yin-Yang Master dead? How can he avenge the Emperor and even kill him?"

The National Master Ling Huajun is different from ordinary people. He knows something about the rules of the underworld. Unless certain taboos are violated or the mortal's death is approaching, the ghosts and gods in the underworld cannot take away the soul of the person at will.

It’s not that ghosts and gods don’t have this ability, but even if you have this ability, you can find loopholes and break this limitation.

But this rule was set by Yun Zhongjun. If you violate this rule, you have to think carefully about whether you can afford the punishment for violating the rules of heaven.

Ma Fu raised his head and looked at Linghua Jun and said.

"That Yin-Yang Taoist is definitely not an ordinary person. He planned all this long ago, all for revenge against Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty, he was definitely killed by that Yin-Yang Taoist."

Ma Fu was extremely sad about the death of Emperor Wen Zhao, and he was not lying about this.

Ma Fu added, "Isn't it said that the emperor has dragon energy that can ward off ghosts and gods? The evil ghost transformed by the Yin-Yang Taoist priest was able to murder the emperor. He must have used some evil magic. Maybe the Taoist priests of Yun Zhen Dao were also involved."

"National Master, this matter must be thoroughly investigated!"

However, Lord Linghua knew that the Nine Cauldrons representing dragon energy were now in Chu.

According to this calculation, Wen Zhao was just an emperor without a license or certificate, and could not be considered a real emperor.

Where does this thing called the emperor’s dragon energy protecting him come from?

But even so, if the emperor Wen Zhao really died at the hands of the evil ghost transformed by the Yin-Yang Taoist, this might be the first Taoist to cast spells and kill an emperor since ancient times.

In a sense, the Yin-Yang Taoist has also been recorded in history.

However, thinking about some things that happened before, the old Taoist repeatedly asked him about becoming a ghost or god before he passed away, and in the end he even only wanted to become a ghost official.

Linghua Jun felt that the old man's plan did not stop there.

Linghua-jun walked down the stairs and through the snow.

"I will investigate, but I'm not seeking revenge for the emperor. His death has nothing to do with anyone else. He brought it upon himself."

"If you have real evidence, or if you can go down to the Netherworld to look for the Yin-Yang Taoist, you can go there."

"only……"

But this matter is too weird. If a person can kill the emperor so easily, it will be a big problem.

If you can kill one, you can naturally kill the next.

Linghua Jun decided to find out the real cause of the emperor's death.
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In the heavy snow, a huge team came.

Prince Huaicheng paid a personal visit, even kneeling in the snow, but was unable to meet the Imperial Master Linghua.

And immediately after.

Another group of people from the palace came and asked the imperial master to enter the palace, saying that they had an important matter to entrust to him.

In front of the Imperial Master's Mansion, the visitor took a look at the mighty army of Prince Huaicheng, snorted coldly, walked forward, and immediately changed into an extremely kind and pleasing appearance.

"The Imperial Master is here!"

"Linghua Jun has gone outside the city."

"Then wait."

"It's freezing outside, you can go inside and wait."

"No need, no need. We will wait for the Imperial Master outside."

This way, the Imperial Master will come back earlier, and they can see him earlier and go forward to greet him. They can't let another group get there first.

The visitor was a young eunuch from the Crown Prince's Mansion in the Eastern Palace. He had just retreated from the door when he saw Ma Fu coming out of the Imperial Master's Mansion.

He immediately exclaimed: "Why are you here?"

Ma Fu looked at him and said, "Why can't I be here?"

A new emperor appoints new ministers, and this is especially true in the imperial palace.

In the eyes of the new temple servants, Ma Fu was like a grasshopper in autumn and could not grow any further.

He snorted coldly again and didn't bother with Ma Fu, the grasshopper in autumn. He would wait until the new emperor ascended the throne and see what Ma Fu could do.

outside the city.

In the Taoist temple, Taoist Jin'ao and Taoist Danhe were both welcoming Linghua Jun's divine chariot in the snow. Linghua Jun came down wearing a white cloak and entered the temple through the heavy snow.

There is no statue of Yun Zhongjun in the temple, but there is a tablet for Yun Zhongjun.

Linghua Jun stood under the ancestral tablet and accepted the greetings from the two people.

He asked, "What exactly happened? Were you two involved in this incident?"

Not only did the Taoist Yin Yang not tell his disciples about his plan this time, he only told Jin Ao and Dan He half of it.

Taoist Jin'ao spoke first, and he spoke honestly.

"The Taoist master said that his time is coming, and the emperor Wen Zhao has gone mad, and what he did has angered the gods and the ghosts."

"If he continues to make trouble like this, I don't know what the situation will become. We have finally managed to stabilize the world. We can't let it become chaotic again."

Linghua Jun said: "So, he is planning to harm the emperor?"

Taoist Danhe's face changed and he shook his head.

"How can this be so!"

"The Taoist master just said that if he became a ghost official, he would first use the emperor to establish his authority and scare him, so that everyone in the world would know his name."

"Then we will help him spread the word about the harm of the poison pill in secret, and use the power of the emperor to make the world know about it, so that he can gain a great reputation in the underworld."

"In this way, everyone in the world will know the harm of the poison pill."

"His merits must be as high as a mountain and as deep as the sea. Perhaps he can achieve something in the netherworld in the future."

After Taoist Danhe finished speaking, he also looked bitter.

"The Taoist master always does unexpected things. We thought he was just talking, but who knew he would actually pass away a few days later."

"We hadn't prepared for what he said about secretly spreading the dangers of the poison pill, but the news that the emperor was possessed by an evil spirit and died suddenly came from the palace."

"Tell me, what dare we two say?"

Taoist Jin'ao also lowered his head and spoke in a muffled voice.

"You know, Lord Linghua, that my senior brother is a madman. It's fine if he doesn't take the elixir, but if he does, no one knows what he's thinking." "It's fine to scare the emperor, and make him realize his mistakes, and that will be a big improvement. But now that the emperor is dead, it's a big problem."

If it was before.

The death of the emperor might be considered a big trouble by Lord Linghua.

But he had gone through a lot of things in the meantime, and now he thought that the death of the emperor was really a big deal, maybe not.

After listening to what the two Taoists Ao and He said, Linghua Jun asked the last question.

"The emperor's death really has nothing to do with you two?"

Linghua Jun was not afraid of these two people lying. They cheated others and others could not do anything to them.

But for her, let alone the two Taoists Ao and He are still alive, even if they are dead, she can find them.

Taoist Ao and Taoist He hurriedly bowed and said, "Really not!"

After confirming that Yun Zhendao and ordinary Taoists in the Taoist sect were not involved in the death of the emperor, Ling Huajun felt that things were much simpler.

After all, the entire Yunzhen Dao and Taoism are related to a large number of temple priests, and are related to the worship of local gods in all states, counties and districts of the world.

On this side of the human world, the living people have finished their work.

Next.

Linghua Jun went to look for the dead person.
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In the underworld.

Linghua Jun put on the appearance of a god, chanted a spell, and followed the curling smoke and breeze into the nine underworld under the earth.

Crossing the barrier between the Yin and Yang worlds, the halo behind the head of the God of Heaven was revealed, and it really looked like the Lord of the Clouds was traveling.

"Ah!" Countless ghosts in the underworld also saw the light descending from the sky. The divine light illuminated the underworld, but it was extremely dazzling to the ghosts and they dared not look directly at it.

"Go, go, go!" Wherever he passed, ghosts would move away and dare not approach.

"Snap, sizzle." Even the ghosts and gods passing by waved thunder whips to drive away the ghosts and make way for them.

"What is that light?" Ordinary ghosts naturally couldn't recognize what it was.

"It's a god who has descended to the mortal world." Several ghosts and gods passing by guessed something, but that was all they knew. They still couldn't tell the difference between Yunzhongjun and Linghuajun.

The river bank where red spider lilies bloom.

The gorgeous red flower seemed to have completely separated life and death. Even if the living possessed powerful magical powers and could walk through the nine underworlds of yin and yang, they could only stop at this shore.

But the witch was standing on the shore wearing the image of a god, and she immediately saw the ghosts and gods rowing the ancient boat to greet her.

"woo woo woo woo!"

The ghosts rowing the boat of the underworld looked at her and made strange noises, as if they had something in their mouths and were chewing like a ghost eating mud.

Linghua Jun knew what it meant and spoke immediately.

"Go to the hell of incorruptible bones."

Linghua Jun knew where the Taoist was. Even if he was dead, she could find his location.

The Yellow Springs Boat swayed, slowly passing through the muddy river, heading away from the Youdu City.

Electronic signals are transmitted to distant places, and as the Huangquan Road network branches out into densely packed network cables, they connect to small hell terminals in various places.

All of this is reflected in this virtual world as countless tributaries of the Yellow Spring.

"Crash!"

The ghosts and gods rowed the boat of the underworld, followed the rushing river into one of the tributaries, and were swept down by the river.

The waves splashed and something seemed to be surging under the water.

In the mainframe of Huangquan Base, a piece of text information flowed quickly, and then was instantly submerged in the huge ocean of information.

"The little hell of incorruptible bones!"

"Account login successful!"

"Authorization successful, data connection successful!"

"Opening the interface..."

The scene in front of Linghua Jun's eyes changed, and she found herself standing on the shore. In the surging Yellow Springs River behind her, the ghost who brought her here had already rowed the Yellow Springs boat away, leaving only the outline of his back.

In front of a stone tablet on the shore, an old man wearing a ghost official robe and holding a lantern came up and bowed to Linghua Jun.

"Greetings, Linghua-kun."

The old Taoist seemed to have known that Linghua Jun would come and was waiting here.

Linghua Jun just looked at him, but the old Taoist didn't dare to look at Linghua Jun as he did in the human world. The deterrent power brought by the other party's form of god in the underworld was completely beyond the imagination of mortals.

Linghua Jun: "Did you kill Emperor Wen Zhao?"

The old Taoist shook his head and said, "It was not me who murdered the emperor, but the emperor died of illness. I was ordered to go and take his soul and bring him to the netherworld to be punished."

Linghua Jun asked again: "Did he really die of illness?"

The old Taoist said, "Lord Linghua can go to Youdu to check the cause of Emperor Wen Zhao's death, and you will know it at a glance."

When Linghua Jun came here, the main question he asked was not who killed him, but how he was killed.

Now that he had seen the Yin-Yang Taoist priest, he finally asked this question.

"Even if you were ordered to go and take his soul after his death, before that, someone saw you appear in the imperial city many times. How could you have nothing to do with the death of Emperor Wen Zhao?"

"The emperor is still alive, but you went to scare him again and again. I think you wanted to take the life of the emperor, Wen Zhao."

"Lu Yin Yang, you are so brave."

There was nothing wrong with harming the emperor Wen Zhao, but deliberately killing the current emperor in an indirect way violated the regulations of the heaven and the Nine Netherworld, and did things that were beyond the scope of the ghost officials without authorization. This can be said to be audacious and presumptuous.

But at this time, the old Taoist spoke cautiously.

"Lord Linghua has wrongly accused me. I did it on purpose. I appeared in the dreams of the Emperor Wu for many days in a row to scare him, which indirectly led to his madness and death."

"But this matter is not as Linghua Jun thinks. I am the one who is too bold and reckless."

Linghua Jun: "Then why do you do this?"

The old Taoist said at this time.

"I just came down from the Netherworld and became a ghost official in the Netherworld City, taking over the duties of the Unmelting Bone Hell. Then, a decree from the Heavenly Realm was passed down from the Ninth Heaven."

"If I don't have a decree, how dare I act like this?"

"Linghua-kun!"

"That emperor Wen Zhao deserves to die!"

Linghua Jun was stunned.

She didn't expect that after investigating, she finally found out that it was related to the Nine Heavens.

"So, you received an order from the heaven to kill the emperor Wen Zhao?"

The old Taoist nodded immediately and said to Linghua Jun.

"I brought the decree and mobilized the ghosts and gods from all directions and the landowners from all directions. I ordered the demons to bring a strong wind from the northwest to punish and shock the emperor Wen Zhao."

"Every night I order the demon to take me into the emperor's dream and calculate his merits and sins in his lifetime."

Linghua Jun asked: "Where is Wen Zhao now?"

Yin Yang Taoist: "He will be tried in the city of Hell. His sins will outweigh his merits. He will be sent to the Hell of Unbreakable Bones for a thousand years."

Lord Linghua stepped over the stone tablet of the Hell of Undissolved Bones and looked towards the Coffin Mountain in the distance. He saw Emperor Wen Zhao climbing the mountain with a coffin on his back.

This is a small hell that has just been built, and there is only one evil ghost in it, Wen Zhao.

Everything is still being perfected.
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"The decree of the heavens?"

In Youdu City, Linghua Jun walked towards the depths.

Linghua Jun had also received an edict. Yunzhong Jun’s edict came from the nine heavens, and it was usually stated that it was Yunzhong Jun’s edict.

Lord Linghua had also encountered this decree of heaven once before.

That was the time when Yun Zhongjun was away. A decree from the heavens descended from the sky. Finally, Linghuajun realized that the decree was issued by the Moon God from the nine heavens.

"So, it's not Yun Zhongjun's decree."

"Who issued the decree?"

In Youdu City, Linghua Jun finally saw the decree, but he immediately frowned.

"This decree clearly states that the ghost officials of the Lesser Hell of Life and Death should take the emperor Wen Zhao to hell to settle his merits and sins in his lifetime, as a warning."

The decree did not explicitly say that Wen Zhao should be killed, but it only said that the ghosts and gods should warn Wen Zhao not to wait until heaven brings disaster before he repents.

But in the end, Emperor Wen Zhao couldn't stand the shock.

died.

Now, the original warning suddenly became real.

Originally, Wen Zhao might have had another chance to reform, but now it is completely gone. If he is told that he will go to the hell where bones cannot be turned into flesh, then he will really go to the hell where bones cannot be turned into flesh.

However, when Linghua Jun looked at it more carefully, he felt something was not right.

Because this decree, inside and out, was filled with hints that Emperor Wen Zhao must die.

In a trance.

Linghua Jun seemed to see again that face as bright as the moon in the sky, looking down at the world with disdain.

(End of this chapter)