I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 45: The Small Gift Shocks the Whole House

Flowing clouds hang over the fields, and the setting sun shines on the view.

As the disciples were impatient, Lu Wujiu finally led them out of the Taoist temple and headed towards the back mountain.

In winter, the mountains are quiet and the forests are deep. The crisp sound of stepping over the withered yellow meadows occasionally startles a group of tits, which flutter and fly towards the mottled forests while chirping.

The disciples of Lao Lu Temple were extremely excited.

Following behind Lu Wujiu, they looked around and talked a lot.

As the group followed the narrow path and reached the cliff, a squirrel jumped out, bowed, and then walked into the forest.

This scene made the disciples of Lao Lu Temple very surprised.

When I saw the grass and trees drooping and the thorns giving way, I was even more surprised.

Mr. Lu is indeed a good friend of Old Lushan God!
With squirrels leading the way, even the most dangerous mountain path will feel as easy as walking on flat ground.

When they were halfway there, one of their disciples suddenly pointed and exclaimed in surprise.

"Look, is that the Ascension Ceremony?"

At the end of the mountains, on the top of the solitary peak, there are bright lights illuminating the giant wooden pavilions, as if hanging in the sky, how spectacular!

When he came closer, all the old monk's disciples looked up at him in disbelief.

But on the top of the cliff, there was an old pine tree that was more than nine feet tall and as thick as a building. Its branches and leaves embraced it, turning it into a three-story banquet hall.

There are lanterns, ribbons, wind chimes, and wax apples... hanging high on the branches and fluttering left and right.

At first glance, it looks like a paradise on earth.

However, when he lowered his gaze, he saw that the guests welcomed by the old pine tree were all mountain monsters.

Then I saw a mountain king with a human body, a tiger head, and a Taoist robe, bowing with his hands clasped;
A mandrill with a monkey-like appearance and a face as white as lotus leaves scratches its ears and cheeks, trying to climb up the pine tree to reach the high hall;
The crane, with its long neck lowered and its beak as sharp as a sword, was chatting happily with the toad;
There was also a black-faced man with only a cloth bag to cover his body, his body covered with thorny hair, carrying a box of treasures, trying to knock on the door of the mountain god.

At a glance, the wild game and livestock that usually only appeared on the dining table were all wearing human clothes and speaking human language. The scene was shocking to the disciples of Lao Lu Temple.

Especially when they arrived and countless monsters and evil spirits in the field looked at them sideways, the excitement of the disciples was instantly extinguished, and they subconsciously hid behind Lu Wujiu.

Lu Wujiu looked calm as he walked straight to the giant tree's door and presented the gift.

The Deer Spirit Herald then called out the names of the disciples:
"The guest official Lu Wujiu from the Old Law Temple has arrived—"

As soon as the voice fell, it immediately attracted a whisper.

"Is he the guest official of the Old Law Temple? He looks delicate and tender, but I didn't expect his methods to be so cruel!"

"Why did the Mountain God invite him?"

"I think he's just a beginner. Is he really as powerful as the legend says?"

The demons present were talking in low voices, and some evil spirits on the pavilions were looking out in wonder.

"Lu Keqing's gift to you is a pair of white peony roots, a root of wild ginseng, a bundle of five-clawed dragons, and a Polygonum multiflorum!"

The sound of congratulatory gifts followed, and the whole place suddenly fell silent.

"Pfft-"

Suddenly, a sneer was heard, which immediately caused a burst of laughter, and some even pointed and talked.

The mountain god came to the ascension ceremony with medicinal herbs, which was just like sending a butcher, a tailor with needles and thread, and a cook with dishes and chopsticks.

It cannot be said that it is inappropriate, it can only be said that it is extremely perfunctory.

Has Lao Luguan become so poor?
At this moment, not to mention the demons, even Liu Qingtan blushed with embarrassment, thinking, could it be that the master knew that the temple was in financial difficulty, so he only prepared a small gift?

But this gift is too little!
Not to mention that the host of the banquet is a mountain god, even the rich landlord at the foot of the mountain looks shabby.

I was feeling anxious, and then I heard footsteps coming from the huge wooden building.
But today's protagonist, Lao Lushan God, came striding towards him in a green robe and a purple belt.

He saw the herbs on the tray at a glance, paused, and looked at Lu Wujiu tentatively.

——This, this is clearly the medicinal herb that the Left Protector extorted from him when the two first met.

Doesn't this mean...that the extermination of the Longhua Cave clan was done by Fellow Daoist Lu?!
"Fellow!"

The old Lushan God approached, bowed, and said with great fear:

"Fellow Daoist, why do you have to go to such lengths for such a small celebration? I feel so ashamed and unworthy of this! I feel so ashamed and unworthy of this!"

Liu Qingtan was dumbfounded.

No way, it's just a few medicinal herbs, why do you have to be so fawning?
The group of monsters who were laughing secretly were also shocked. Is there something wrong with the attitude of Old Lushan God?

Is there something fishy hidden in these medicinal ingredients?
Even if you look carefully at them one by one, you can't see any signs of them.

At this time, only Lao Lushan God knew what these medicinal herbs represented?
It is easy to kill the Left Protector, but it is difficult to wipe out his entire family.

It was even harder to wipe out all the remaining souls! If one revealed his true identity, it would be like forging a mortal enemy with the Black Dragon King.

Lao Lu Mountain God boasted that even if he was a Dengjie Mountain God and his strength and status far exceeded that of the Left Protector, he would not dare to take action.

Lu Wujiu laughed heartily and said, "Hey, a few herbs to cure your heart disease. Don't refuse, don't be polite!"

The old Lushan God took a long breath and said, "I cannot thank you enough for your great kindness. This place is so cold and gloomy. Please don't despise me, fellow Taoist. Please!"

Lu Wujiu bowed in return and strode in with his disciples.

This banquet hall has three floors when viewed from the outside, and it also has three floors when viewed from the inside. The difference is that the middle is hollowed out, forming a "U" shape.

People can see each other clearly, but the hierarchy is strict.

The old Lushan God led Lu Wujiu straight to the third floor amid the sidelong glances of the monsters. He was polite and chatted casually.

Lu Wujiu praised the wild fruits and jelly fruits sent by Lao Lu Mountain God for their good taste;
The Laolu Mountain God congratulated the Laolu Temple on accepting a new disciple, who had regular facial features and a spiritual aura.

While they were praising each other, the old Lushan God led Lu Wujiu to the first seat on the right side of the third floor, which was the most honorable position in the banquet hall.

This is a desk. Behind the desk, there are seven or eight cushions. The details are very thoughtfully considered.

Lu Wujiu was not polite either. He lifted up his Taoist robe and sat cross-legged. The disciples sat behind him one by one, and the monsters whispered to each other when they saw him.

When the old Lushan God apologized and entertained other guests, Liu Qingtan finally couldn't help but ask: "Sir, what is the mystery of those herbs? Why is the mountain god so excited?"

Lu Wujiu laughed and said, "This is like sending a goose feather from a thousand miles away; the gift is small but the sentiment is great."

Liu Qingtan seemed to understand what he said.

Nichang blinked her eyes and said, "A hundred-year-old wood spirit, having ascended to godhood, is at the peak of his powers, yet you complain of heart trouble. It's obvious that you have a close personal relationship with the old Lushan God and know some secrets unknown to others. Perhaps those herbs are proof of that."

Liu Qingtan suddenly realized: "So that's how it is!"

Lu Wujiu smiled, a little surprised at Nichang's intelligence.

As he was speaking, the disciple of Lao Lu Temple subconsciously looked towards the stairs, and finally a human being arrived.

An old man had just ascended the stairs. Seeing Lu Wujiu, he hurried over and bowed, saying, "Wang Ying greets Fellow Daoist Lu. How are you?"

Lu Wujiu stood up and returned the greeting: "Thank you for your concern, I hope you are well!"

The two chatted for a while, and then Wang Ying took his leave and sat down not far away.

Nishang sighed, "Sir, you have a lot of friends in Lao Lushan?"

Lu Wujiu nodded: "Just neighbors!"

Nishang asked curiously again: "Then why doesn't he have a shadow?"

"No shadow?"

The old law spectators and disciples were surprised, and they looked carefully, and sure enough, they saw that Wang Ying's shadow was gone, and they all looked at each other in confusion.

"Sir, is it a ghost?"

Liu Qingtan said subconsciously, and immediately realized something was wrong:
"That's not right. If it's a wronged ghost, we shouldn't be able to see it. Or is it an old ghost that has condensed into a physical form?"

Nishang said, "The book says that ghosts that have taken on physical form also have shadows!"

Everyone was suddenly confused and subconsciously looked at Lu Wujiu.

Lu Wujiu said, "It's a ghost, a shadow with a slight shadow. It naturally has no shadow when it attaches itself to a corpse."

Nichang murmured, "So it is the legendary ghost!"

Upon hearing this, all the disciples of Lao Lu were amazed and felt that their eyes had been opened.

After this incident, everyone suddenly became interested in the monsters at the banquet.

They looked at each other secretly and talked in low voices.

It is said that what you learn from books is always shallow. This is indeed true. The same kind of monster can have different forms.

Those with shallow cultivation bases look like pure beasts;
Those with deep cultivation have already refined themselves into something like a human;

Of course, there are also those who disdain to refine and always maintain the posture of a beast.

Being in the middle of it at this moment, observing secretly and comparing it with the records in the book, I suddenly felt a sense of sudden enlightenment.

It also helps to dispel the evil spirits.

As it was getting dark and the banquet was about to begin, another call of names was heard, startling Lu Wujiu so much that he paused in his attempt to hold the cup.

"The head of Huanxi Hall has arrived—"

(End of this chapter)