Terrifying Heavens: I'll directly worship the Black Law of Fengdu!

Chapter 102 Master Qianhe's Peak Match

Jiale nodded hurriedly and said, "My master is a kind, hardworking, respectful and loving person. Being able to become his disciple is a blessing I could never have earned in eight lifetimes. Master is wonderful!"

The Four-Eyed Taoist's cheeks flushed as he listened, and he quickly stopped him, saying, "Alright, alright, let's leave these words for them! Now, take the red robe to Judge Li, and I need to inform your senior master immediately..."

Jiale said "oh" and took the tea out.

The Four-Eyed Taoist hurried to another room, set up an altar, lit incense and candles, drank water to purify the altar, folded a talisman into a paper crane, held a sword in his left hand and a bell in his right, and loudly chanted incantations:
"Heavenly decree: A white crane descends to earth! Its feathers part the Three Pure Ones, its flight pierces the smoke. Quickly summon the celestial messengers to urgently convey this decree to our fellow disciples. The fierce winds are the messengers, the clouds are the relay stations; brothers and sisters, hurry and deliver this message. This is of utmost urgency, do not delay! Divine messengers and ghostly agents, do not disobey! So be it!"

The paper crane flapped its wings and fluttered in the air.

Four-Eyed Taoist bowed to the paper crane and said, "Leave a message! Senior brother, the judge of Fengdu knows all the addresses on your register. Your junior brother, Four-Eyed Taoist, leaves this message!"

He still had a lot of affection for his senior brother, Lin Jiu.

But I'm not that worried.

Since Senior Brother Lin Jiu was able to slip away beforehand, it means he already knew the seriousness of the matter. He himself is fine; all he needs to do now is strictly discipline his two disciples, and he'll be safe. If he can't control them, he can simply sever their master-disciple relationship, expel those two idiots from the sect, and then ask Maoshan to remove their names from the roster...

Tonight happens to be the fifteenth of the seventh lunar month, so I'll burn some paper money for the wandering ghosts and make a good impression on the judges of Fengdu.

He watched the paper crane fly out the window. It would only take two days to reach Senior Brother Lin Jiu. There was plenty of time to prepare, everything would be fine...

Si Mu returned to the living room.

Seeing Li Xuan drinking tea, he chuckled and asked, "How's the Wuyi Mountain Da Hong Pao?"

Li Xuan: "It looks a bit moldy..."

He was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly walked over, picked up the teacup and took a sip. It seemed... a little moldy, and his body, which had just warmed up, instantly turned cold again.

Li Xuan was speechless and said, "Fellow Daoist Simu, there's no need for this. The judge of Fengdu is not some monster. He is a person of flesh and blood, just like you. As long as it's not excessive, he won't nitpick. I've seen everything you've done since we left Renjia Town. I hope there are more fellow Daoists like you."

Si Mu couldn't help but chuckle, his cheeks flushed red. He scratched the back of his head and said, "What Fellow Daoist Li said is truly irresistible. Am I really that good?"

Just then, two people entered through the door.

On the left is the old monk Ikkyu, wearing a black robe and with a full head of white hair; on the right is his adopted female disciple, Qingqing…

As he entered, he put his hands together in prayer and said with a smile, "A rare guest indeed! It's rare that Fellow Daoist Simu would invite guests back for a meal."

Startled, Si Mu stepped forward quickly, shielding Li Xuan with his back, and said in a low voice to the monk Yixiu, "Old bald monk, no, I mean dear Master Yixiu, we have a guest staying for a couple of days. Can we wipe the slate clean of our past grievances and have a few days of peace? I'll even repair a fence for your yard while I'm at it!"

The monk Ikkyu was somewhat surprised; the usually unforgiving Ikkyu had changed quite a bit.

However, he didn't like constant noise, so he nodded and said, "As long as you don't make a fuss, I won't. Okay, let's eat..."

Four out of the five people sat down at the square table, which could only accommodate Yixiu, Simu, Qingqing, and Li Xuan. Jiale stood to the side eating his rice.

The monk Ikkyu sized up Li Xuan and greeted him, "Is this benefactor a member of the Taoist sect?"

Li Xuan said, "The judge of Fengdu."

He didn't dislike the kind-hearted old monk Ikkyu. In the movie, even when the two were fighting, Ikkyu seemed more unreasonable. Therefore, he immediately revealed his identity, hoping Ikkyu would understand.

As expected, the monk Ikkyu's expression changed upon hearing those four words. He was well-versed in scriptures and had traveled extensively, so he naturally knew of the existence of the Fengdu Judge.

The Fengdu lineage has the "Fengdu Black Laws," whose strict rules are outrageous, and the Black Laws are extremely exclusive of Buddhism.

All judges of Fengdu are forbidden from entering temples, and even if they do, they are not allowed to worship Buddha. They must not be seen by monks or nuns when wearing their official robes, and they are not allowed to recite Buddhist scriptures or show respect to monks or nuns. This is an extreme form of exclusion...

He immediately understood that Li Xuan's use of the title "Judge of Fengdu" meant he needed to identify himself and avoid any misunderstanding.

This meal was a bit awkward...

Ikkyu didn't speak, Qingqing didn't speak, Simu didn't speak, Jiale standing next to them didn't dare to speak either, and Li Xuan didn't know what to say.

Everyone focused on eating, trying to finish quickly and leave as soon as possible.

Just then, a voice called out from outside: "Senior brother, is senior brother there...?"

Everyone perked up, finally feeling less bored, and quickly put down their chopsticks to go outside and see what was going on.

A procession appeared outside, carrying a simple red sedan chair with a sunshade, a golden coffin, a Taoist priest in an orange Tai Chi robe, and four disciples in brown shirts. The coffin was being carried by eight Qing Dynasty soldiers.

At the back of the procession, a child sat in a red sedan chair, and next to him stood a heavily made-up transvestite dressed like an Indian.

There were three guards with cold expressions and similar clothes beside him.

Seeing this, Li Xuan thought to himself, "Master Qianhe, who only competes in the peak competition, has arrived. This person is tough, upright, and honest. He was poisoned by corpse poison, but he didn't want to harm the world even in death, so he chose to commit suicide! Even the joking Si Mu regarded him as a role model, considering him a 'pioneer of the Taoist altar' and a 'general of Maoshan,' and even called himself a minor Taoist."

His gaze fell on the four disciples behind Daoist Qianhe. These four disciples were also impressive, representing the four cardinal directions.

Faced with the zombies emerging from their coffins, although one was lost at the start, the remaining three disciples were fearless and coordinated perfectly. Even when their master was scratched by a zombie, they were unaffected. Unfortunately, the thunderstorm made the ground muddy, and Master Qianhe was hit on the leg by the coffin lid, reducing his fighting ability. He was defeated one by one by the zombies, and in the end, the master and disciples perished...

Li Xuan did not leave immediately after receiving Lin Jiu's message, but waited for Daoist Qianhe to help him escape the calamity.

Master Qianhe greeted everyone with a smile, then said, "Senior brother, I would like to borrow some glutinous rice."

Si Mu glanced at the coffin and told Jia Le to get some glutinous rice.

He lowered his voice and said, "Is that a zombie in that coffin? It's probably not something simple..."

Master Qianhe nodded and said, "That's right. It was a member of the royal family on the frontier who died unexpectedly. It had to be transported to the capital to await the emperor's judgment, so they could only suppress it with a golden horn and bronze coffin and restrain it with an ink line rope. If we're careful, it should be fine..."

The monk Ikkyu said, "Why don't you remove the roof and let the coffin absorb the yang energy to get rid of the corpse energy?"

Master Qianhe thought it made sense and prepared to have it dismantled.

Li Xuan stopped him and said, "Let's not dismantle it yet. There will definitely be wind, rain, thunder, and lightning tonight. When the inkwell melts, the seal will be broken. In addition, the golden horn bronze coffin is made of metal. When the lightning strikes, the corpse will definitely rise up! The zombie will go berserk, and you may have a hard time dealing with it..."

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