I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 86: Day and Night Reversal

Upon hearing this, the expressions of Lao Lu Mountain God and Wuling suddenly froze. They subconsciously looked at each other and saw disbelief in each other's eyes.

The name Pang Chen has long been famous throughout the world since the demise of the Wudang Sect.

Who would have thought that it would appear here?

As the two of them were wavering in their minds, Lu Wujiu bowed and said:

"So it's Brother Pang, I've long heard of your great name. Come in!"

Pang Chen smiled slightly, stepped in, sat down on the first seat with a majestic figure, and looked at Lu Wujiu meaningfully: "Do you know why I'm here?"

Lu Wujiu sat down next to him and shook his head, "I don't know."

Pang Chen asked, "I heard that you have a close personal relationship with Wudang's Zhao Yimei. Is this true?"

When the voice fell, the heartbeat of Lao Lushanshen and Wuling, who were listening in, suddenly skipped a beat. Was he coming to call for punishment?

Lu Wujiu nodded: "That's right."

The old mountain god and the monsters became increasingly nervous.

Pang Chen narrowed his eyes and chuckled softly, "You're quite frank, fellow Daoist! Then do you know where Zhao Yimei went?"

"know."

"Oh, where is it?"

Lu Wujiu smiled, raised his right hand, and a sword seed emerged: "Right here!"

When the sword appeared, everyone present was shocked.

Pang Chen was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Hahaha, brilliant!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and was about to pick the sword seed.

Lu Wujiu clenched his fist lightly and put away his sword. Pang Chen's hand, which was stretched into the air, suddenly froze.

For a moment, an indescribable awkwardness spread in the air.

"want to?"

Lu Wujiu looked at Pang Chen jokingly. In front of Pang Chen's astonished eyes, he suddenly said, "Then it's a gift to you. Take it!"

Pang Chen looked up and saw a pure Yang sword energy coming straight towards the door.

He couldn't dodge in time, and the sword energy slashed across his neck. With a "puff" sound, a huge head rolled to the ground.

It didn't stop until it bumped into the yellow sandalwood armchair, and turned into a paper-made human head with cinnabar-dotted eyes, staring straight at Lu Wujiu.

"This……"

The old Lushan God looked at Pang Chen's body in astonishment. The headless corpse had turned into paper without anyone noticing.

"He hasn't gone far yet, catch him."

Lu Wujiu reminded.

The old Lushan God finally reacted and his figure immediately sank into the ground, disappearing without a trace.

In the Lao Lu Mountain area, there are probably few people who can match the speed of the Lao Lu Mountain God.

Lu Wujiu was calmly sipping tea and waiting, which made the ghost still unable to come back to his senses.

Not long after, the old Lushan God walked into the room and said with a bow, "Sir, the person has been brought here."

As the voice fell, countless tree roots emerged from behind him, like blooming chrysanthemums, revealing the middle-aged monk wrapped inside.

The monk looked at Lu Wujiu with horror.

Lu Wujiu picked up the tea, took a sip, and asked slowly:

"What's your name, fellow Daoist? What sect or school do you come from? Why did you come to this poor Daoist mountain gate to commit fraud?"

The middle-aged monk's facial muscles twitched, and he forced a smile and said:
"I, Yuan Rui, have been blinded by greed and have offended you, my fellow Daoist. I am willing to pay you a thousand taels of gold and several magical instruments in exchange for your forgiveness!"

Lu Wujiu laughed: "Looks like you've deceived quite a few people?"

Yuan Rui smiled awkwardly and flattered, "They are all a bunch of idiots who are cocky and cocky. When they heard the name of Pang Chen, they were frightened out of their wits at the slightest threat. They are not even one ten-thousandth as good as you, fellow Daoist."

Lu Wujiu raised his hand to interrupt: "Alright, there's no need for your flattery. The right and wrong of this matter will be determined by the judge!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a stone archway rose from the ground, and a rolling dark wind blew out of it. Two ghost messengers walked out, came in front of Yuan Rui, put shackles on him, put shackles on him, and took him to the underworld.

This scene made the old Lushan God's heart flutter.

——This was the first time that he saw the underworld with his mortal eyes.

Wang Ying's heart rippled upon seeing this, and he couldn't help but ask, "Fellow Daoist Lu, this boy's magic is so lifelike that it's hard to tell whether it's real or fake. I wonder how you can tell that this boy is fake?"

Lu Wujiu said casually, "Hello, Pang Chen." Wang Ying was stunned.

"Let's go! The ritual is important. Don't let this liar ruin your mood."

Lu Wujiu stood up and rode away first.

Wang Ying took a deep breath and followed the old Lushan God to chase after him.

It was late at night, the moon was high and the wind was dark.

A thin layer of mist filled the air in the cold mountain forest, clearing the night and making the already quiet world even darker.

Lu Wujiu took the lead and soon stopped outside a village at the foot of the mountain.

In the village under the night sky, the thatched huts look like lonely graves, standing on the thick earth.

"let's start!"

Lu Wujiu gave an order and Wang Ying immediately got busy.

He took out a bundle of sandalwood, pursed his lips and blew gently, and the sandalwood ignited without fire, burning out thick smoke.

He took a deep breath towards the sandalwood.

In one breath, the sandalwood quickly burned out and turned into a thick mist.

Wang Ying then sat cross-legged, with a dark shadow under his feet, like an octopus in the night sea, wrapped in sandalwood, extending countless tentacles, and pouring into the village.

Soon, the sandalwood was released.

The villagers, who were already fast asleep, slept even more deeply, so much so that they could not even notice the shadow tentacles merging into their bodies.

Not long after, rustling sounds were heard from the dead silent village.

"Where are you going, old man?"

"I'm going to the east slope to turn the soil."

"Wang Wang Wang!"

"Auntie, you're up so early?"

"Yeah! Did you hear it last night?"

"What?"

"Did the Zhu family have a quarrel last night?"

The huge village woke up in an instant, as if the sun was rising in the east.

First there was a rustling sound inside the house, then the sound spread to outside the yard, and finally even the sound of people chatting about drawing water at the well at the entrance of the village could be heard.

Under the cover of night, the villagers seemed to be living a life of day and night reversal, with men tilling the fields and women weaving, and the sound of chickens crowing and dogs barking, making the scene quite lively.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, the night grew darker.

Lu Wujiu stood on the hillside outside the village, watching the scene quietly.

This is one of his methods.

Use the mandrake incense to confuse the villagers, making them temporarily unconscious, and then they are controlled by monsters and transformed into a paradise.

Everything was similar to the paradise in the back mountain, the only variable was that the corpse turned into a living person.

Doing this is very risky.

Once exposed, it will easily arouse public outrage and even be surrounded and killed by monks.

When the time comes, Lu Wujiu will have to step in to resolve the problem.

In addition, the hidden harm caused to these villagers must also be taken into consideration, and special means will be needed to compensate them afterwards.

As Lu Wujiu was lost in thought, time passed by little by little.

Lao Lu Mountain is remote and sparsely populated, so even though the smoke from the villages rises, no one disturbs them.

It was not until dawn that the villagers returned to their homes, washed, packed up and went to bed.

Soon, daybreak came.

The rising sun slowly from the east stretched the shadow under Lu Wujiu's feet very long.

Wang Ying also opened his eyes at this time.

Seeing this, Lao Lushan God couldn't wait to ask, "Daoyou, how do you feel?"

(End of this chapter)