I am a fairy

Chapter 199 Uranium and Yangtze River Water Ghost

Looking down from the sky above.

A group of figures crossed the territory of Yan Dynasty, crossed the Yellow River, climbed over layers of mountains, and reached a farther place.

Although there are no community temples or local gods here and the signal is not fully covered, it is still an area that has not been completely covered by the "magic power" and "magic abilities" of the gods.

But that’s not entirely true.

The Moon God Wangshu had sent a number of prospecting apes here early on to search for and confirm all the resources on the land of China and mark them on the map.

These prospecting apes are occasionally seen as they cross mountain ranges and cross the Yellow River.

So that the mortals here can occasionally feel the magic power and divine light of the gods.

"What is that?" The mountain tribes occasionally saw extremely tall strange shadows passing through the forest, taller than a human bear.

"Something is walking on the ice." In broad daylight, on the Yellow River, there were ghosts and gods wearing armor, carrying boxes and wearing black helmets, walking across the ice.

"Ah!" The Rong herdsman riding on his horse at the foot of the mountain saw the ghost god passing by the hill from afar. He waved his hand to call the goshawk in the sky, then waved away and prostrated himself on the ground in front of the sheep and horses as if worshiping the gods.

Among these ghosts and gods, some stayed where they were, while others kept moving forward, as if they were looking for something specific.

As long as they don't find it, they will keep moving forward.

Go beyond Kyushu.

It seems like reaching the end of the earth.

On the boundless wasteland, there are oases one after another. A mandrill from Wushan Mountain in Chu State has traveled thousands of miles to arrive here, accompanied only by a bionic drone hovering in the sky.

The prospecting ape walks in the desert with a box on his back and tools in his hands.

Suddenly, it seemed to sense something and walked to the other side.

Then, the red light on it lit up, accompanied by a strange mechanical sound that was out of tune with this era.

“Drip drip drip!”

The prospecting ape no longer moved forward, but stayed here.

After a while, all the discoveries here were confirmed, and then the relevant information was summarized and sent to distant places through the box behind the prospecting ape.

The prospecting ape wandering alone looked up at the sky, his eyes behind the goggles gazing at his hometown that was already out of reach.

The signal travels across space and passes through layers of relays.

At last.

Arrived in the waters of the Yangtze River, thousands of miles south of China.

In a valley in the wilderness, drastic changes have been taking place recently.

Dense vine monsters followed the Yangtze River Dragon and crawled out of the Yangtze River. They connected with each other and led to every corner of the valley.

These large or small, thick or thin Yongyou vines can be combined together with some mechanical cores to form some strange facilities and structures.

After installing a brain array, a brand new monster was born.

Besides.

A group of strange monsters also landed on the Yangtze River and drove into the valley one after another through the not-so-flat road.

The metal shell reflects rays of light in the sunlight, appearing both cold and hot in this cold winter.

In the shadow of the valley.

Yun Zhongjun sat on a platform with a deity-like look on his face.

My eyes were facing layers of windows, and suddenly one of them popped up, revealing the words "Lunar God Wangshu is connecting."

The moment he popped up, the Moon God Wangshu had already come down from the bright moon in the sky and stood behind Yun Zhongjun.

Yun Zhongjun did not look back and was still controlling those windows. He could see that those windows were constantly opening and closing, with dense data streams passing through them, constantly being selected and processed.

With the divine appearance and immortal bones, the way to control these windows has become thought. Although the control method and system are still the same as before for convenience, the speed is indeed much faster.

This gave Yun Zhongjun the illusion that not only his nervous system had been upgraded, but his brain as well.

As Yun Zhongjun.

He already possesses almost unlimited magical power (electricity) in the eyes of mortals, and possesses the highest magical power in the land of China (the highest authority of the Wangshu host).

What we lack nowadays is great wisdom.

Although the implantation of the sacrum gave it a network cable socket and upgraded the network speed, it was still far from enough.

This old biological computer of his, which is considered high-end in nature, cannot be compared with Wangshu, let alone an ordinary computer.

Not only did his old computer take a long time to boot up, it was also unable to boot up within a few seconds like more than 99 percent of the computers in the country.

It only runs for a dozen hours a day, and most of the time it can only be in standby mode. Once it runs at full capacity for more than one or two hours, you will feel exhausted, start to lose focus and want to relax.

Don’t think that the windows opening and closing in front of Yun Zhongjun look cool now. In fact, Wangshu has already given a final result and asked him to choose one from several options.

It looks impressive, but what it actually does is similar to selecting pictures of traffic lights from a picture.

Jiang Chao's expression was serious: "What's wrong?"

Wangshu stood behind him and watched: "The soil for planting the hibiscus tree has been found."

Jiang Chao finally stopped and turned to look at Wangshu.

"Have you found uranium-238?"

Wangshu: “Yeah!”

Jiang Chao looked towards a certain place in the valley: "The fuel pellet processing plant has not been completed yet, but it will be almost finished by the time the materials are sent back. However, the reactor project needs to be accelerated, and the ships that transport the materials should be sent faster."

Wangshu: "It's a dragon. What's the point of sending the boat faster? The important thing is to speed up the progress of the work in the hells everywhere. The important thing is not to make the dragon faster, but to make the evil ghosts faster."

Jiang Chao asked again: "Where was it found?"

As soon as Jiang Chao finished asking the question, a window popped up in front of him, showing a map.

The map zoomed in to cover the entire field of view in an instant, then a line crisscrossed into the distance, and finally turned into a point at the end, and then zoomed in again.

This time, not only a map appeared, but also a large number of real photos and densely popped up video pop-ups, each with a play button.

At the four corners, there are a large number of analysis reports transformed into text flowing by.

Jiang Chao: "Why did you put so many files here? Can I load them all in an instant like you?"

Although Jiang Chao seemed to have the ability to process information in the same way as Wangshu before, it was just an appearance at that time.

He closed all the interfaces one by one, leaving only the video with the prospecting ape playing and watching it slowly.

Yun Zhongjun and Yueshen were having a conversation that was totally incomprehensible in this era. Even if mortals heard or saw it, they could only regard it as a divine book.

After reading it, Jiang Chao asked: "How can we transport it back from such a long distance?"

Wangshu sent over a bunch of interfaces and files again: "Just send a few Chaofengs."
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When entering the capital, the Prince of Huaicheng brought with him hundreds or even thousands of chariots and horses, which were as mighty as a dragon. In front of the city gate, all the officials bowed and knelt in worship.

When leaving the capital, there were only a dozen carriages.

The only people who followed him were his family members and concubines. It can be said that he was driven out of the capital like an exile.

outside the city.

Prince Huaicheng looked back along the Donghua River at the prosperous banks of the capital, then lowered the curtains.

He said: "This journey is like a dragon soaring thousands of miles, and it is still uncertain who will win or lose!"

King Huaicheng did not feel that he was being expelled. In fact, he had strongly requested to leave Huajing City.

For him, Huajing City has become a shackle, and staying here is a dead end.

His base has never been in the capital.

But just after leaving the capital, they stopped at Linjiang Posthouse to rest on the road.

At night, the entire post station suddenly caught fire.

The Prince of Huaicheng fled hastily under the escort of several guards, but was eventually killed alone on the bank of the Yangtze River, and his body fell into the river.

When he was dying, King Huaicheng roared to the sky.

"Wen Changxing, I curse you to die a miserable death."

A corpse fell into the cold river water, sank to the bottom of the river, and then began to float along the river.

But soon, the corpse was hooked by something and lay quietly under the icy water.

A pair of eyes that will never close.

Look at the water surface above the waves.

The news about the fire at Linjiang Posthouse and the death of Prince Huaicheng in the posthouse was quickly sent to the capital.

It was placed in front of the emperor at the first opportunity without any obstruction. When the emperor heard such "bad news", he burst into tears on the spot and was heartbroken.

"My third brother!"

"Why did you just leave like that?"

The emperor was extremely sad and missed his brother so much that he even dreamed of King Huaicheng at night.

On the dragon bed, the emperor secretly drank some wine and slept particularly soundly today.

It was no longer like the past, when I always felt that someone was standing outside the couch with a knife, ready to fall down and take off my head at any time.

But when he fell asleep, he dreamed that someone was looking at him. He seemed to see the bottom of the water, and there was a figure under the water. The water was freezing cold, so cold that he felt as if his spinal cord was frozen, and he felt as if an ice cone was piercing the back of his head.

This feeling was extremely real, as if it was him lying under the water.

However, when the picture solidified, he finally saw clearly who was under the water.

"what?"

"You're not dead?"

Under the water was his third brother.

He dreamed that King Huaicheng was lying under the water, staring at him with his eyes wide open, then he opened his mouth and let out an angry roar.

"Wen Changxing."

"You have to die!"

The emperor was frightened and stood up, looking around, then he realized it was just a dream.

But the emperor did not believe that this was just a dream, he immediately thought of his dead father. This world was a world full of demons and monsters. His father had forced the Yin-Yang Taoist to death not long ago, and was finally taken to the underworld by the evil ghost that the Yin-Yang Taoist turned into after his death.

Although these are just rumors, he believes them firmly.

more importantly.

At the beginning, my father was a little late in looking for the national teacher Linghua Jun, and he died in the end. He learned a lesson and could not wait any longer.

Without saying a word, he immediately stood up and called the palace servants who were serving outside.

"Hurry to the Imperial Master's Mansion."

Not to mention inviting the Imperial Master, he went directly to the Imperial Master's Mansion and the Yunzhong Palace Temple.

The emperor today, the prince of the past, is very experienced. If anything happens, they just stand at the gate of the Yunzhong Palace Temple, and even the most ferocious evil spirits will at least be a little afraid.

The sky was dawning and the morning light was faint.

The somewhat flustered and hurried emperor shouted as soon as he saw the national teacher Linghua Jun.

"Master, save me!"

Linghua Jun was not surprised to see the emperor in this state. It was not that she was not surprised that he was haunted by a ghost, but she was not surprised by his weak appearance. After all, she had seen it in Lucheng before.

Linghua Jun was burning incense to the tablet of Yunzhong Jun at this moment, and had someone invite the emperor into the hall. When the emperor saw that Linghua Jun was worshipping the god, he immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Yunzhong Jun.

While bowing, he couldn't wait to tell about the strange thing he had just encountered.

The faint smell of incense wafting from above finally calmed the panicked emperor down a little.

After offering incense, the national teacher Linghua Jun turned around and looked at the emperor. His face was about 70% similar to Wen Zhao. Although there were some differences in the way they did things, there were also some similarities. The most important thing was the thing they encountered, which was also so similar.

"Why do you always encounter evil spirits and ghosts in your family?"

"As the saying goes."

“Don’t do bad things in your daily life, and you won’t be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door at night.”

"Since you said that the King of Huaicheng turned into an evil ghost to look for you, it certainly wouldn't be for no reason."

"Or maybe you did something unscrupulous, causing the Huaicheng King to harbor resentment after his death, so he came looking for you."

"Or maybe you have done something wrong in your heart, so you are suspicious and have evil intentions."

Linghua Jun stood under the ancestral tablet and asked the emperor.

"His Majesty."

"Do you think it's the former or the latter?"

"Is it a real ghost, or a hidden ghost?"

The emperor hesitated and did not dare to answer.

Want to be emperor.

Is it possible to not do anything wrong?
And he couldn't tell whether the King of Huaicheng was a real ghost or a hidden ghost born from his heart.

When Lord Linghua saw the emperor's appearance, he shook his head secretly.

Either don't do it, or if you have already done it, then don't be afraid. This panic-stricken look is really not like that of a human leader.

However, as the national teacher, she is in charge of the yin and yang matters that transcend the human world, so she still has to inquire about it.
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He silently recited the spell to induce the soul to leave the body.

The spell immediately activated the corresponding program, pulling Linghua Jun's consciousness from the human world into the virtual world.

Lord Linghua walked on the edge of the Yin and Yang worlds, chanting the name of King Huaicheng.

"King Huaicheng!"

"Where is the King of Huaicheng?"

"Tell me quickly!"

If the King of Huaicheng really became a ghost, with her magical powers, she would naturally be able to find him.

Linghua Jun felt that his consciousness followed the rays of light, and finally chose one of the light paths and headed to another place.

Linghua Jun immediately understood that he had found it.

And this also proves.

The King of Huaicheng really became a ghost.

As his soul moved along the light path, Linghua Jun heard the voice that the emperor had heard before.

"Wen Changxing... Wen Changxing... you will not die well..."

When his eyes lit up, Linghua Jun had already come out of Huajing City, and his soul was standing by the river.

There is still unmelted snow around the river. Although the soul cannot feel the cold, just looking at the river water and the whistling wind, one can feel the cold air.

"here……"

“Isn’t this the underworld?”

It was the first time that Linghua Jun had seen such a situation. Since they had become ghosts, they would naturally go down to the underworld.

Lord Linghua searched his mind and immediately saw the corpse under the icy river water. It was the King of Huaicheng who died with his eyes wide open in the river.

He looked into the resentful eyes of King Huaicheng, and then understood the whole story.

"So that's it."

In this world, not everyone goes to hell after death. Linghua Jun already knew this when she talked with Yunzhong Jun a long time ago, but she only knew this and did not know the details.

There are generally several ways to go to the underworld.

The first is that after the death row prisoner is formally executed, he is sent to the city of Youdu to be judged for his merits and sins.

The second type is that after death, monks are invited to perform rituals to pray for the souls to be reborn, and the souls are sent to the ashram according to the merits done by the person during his lifetime.

The third type is those who have registered their names in Youdu City and are targeted by ghosts and gods, who are waiting to take them away after you die. This type is extremely rare and most people cannot enjoy this treatment.

However, the King of Huaicheng does not belong to any of the above categories.

He was neither executed according to the imperial law, nor did he have monks to pray for his soul, nor did he have the qualifications to be registered in the city of Youdu.

But after he died, his body in the water was accidentally hooked by the Yongyou vine at the bottom of the Yangtze River. After the Yongyou vine discovered the body, it immediately summoned the Yellow Springs Boat in the Yangtze River, but when the Yellow Springs Boat arrived, it was too late.

His consciousness had dissipated, and large numbers of brain cells had died, making him no longer suitable for being sent to the underworld.

He can only rot quietly at the bottom of the river, but before he rots, some of his remaining thoughts and memories will be able to move around through these "live cables".

After all, these Yongyou vines are not just cables, they also have the same function as network cables, but the way they transmit signals is similar to a neural network.

But more importantly, under the emperor's dragon bed, there is also a network cable, tightly connected to the wood of the dragon bed.

That was exactly what was buried by the national teacher Linghuajun in order to heal the late emperor. The ancient wizard Wu Xian later threw the vine on the ground. The vine broke through the floor tiles with its iron head and drilled into the ground, and has remained under the dragon bed ever since.

"It's really a ghost knocking on the door."

However, this ghost is not as vicious and cunning as the old Taoist priest, let alone a fierce ghost.

At most, he's just a wandering ghost.

The "soul" will not remain for long. When the corpse under the water slowly rots, it will completely dissipate.

"After death, people still harbor resentment and seek out their enemies from their past lives. It turns out that this really happens."

As these numbers increase, the network becomes more and more dense.

The distance between the human world and the netherworld, the boundary between yin and yang.

perhaps.

It will also seem clear and vague.

"Ok?"

As Linghua Jun was sighing, her mind wandered along the river and looked into the distance, and suddenly she discovered another place nearby.

Downstream of the river, the shadow of a sacred tree appeared in the distance.