Chapter 339: Yao City Chenghuangmiao

Wu Xian gasped.

Immediately prepared for battle.

He didn't expect that just taking a steamed bun would bring about such serious consequences.

But when he looked carefully at the two Yin messengers.

He felt that he didn't seem to need to be too nervous.

The two Yin messengers were dressed in soap-colored clothes, with iron chains hanging from their waists and mourning sticks in their hands, but their bodies were thin, their cheeks were sunken, and their complexions were pale and hollow, as if their bodies were overdrawn.

The three walked up close.

The consumptive ghost said fawningly: "Messengers, it's them. Do you see if..."

The Yin messenger on the left pushed the consumptive ghost away, and then took out a piece of underworld money from his bosom with a solemn face: "Did you give this to him?"

Wu Xian narrowed his eyes. It seemed the problem didn't lie in stealing the steamed bun, but in this piece of underworld money he gave to avoid trouble.

"Yes, this is the compensation I gave him."

Du E keenly noticed the shock in the eyes of the two Yin messengers. They looked at each other, and their already bowed waists bent even lower.

"If the two of you are not busy, please come with us. The Fuyuan Chenghuang wants to see the two of you."

Wu Xian was startled.

He wasn't surprised by the Fuyuan Chenghuang; after all, there were already Yin messengers in the mass grave, so it was normal to have another Fuyuan Chenghuang.

What really shocked him was.

The attitude of these two Yin messengers towards him was actually so humble.

As the saying goes, if you are polite to others, you must have something to ask for. There might be important clues at the Chenghuangmiao, so they decided to follow the Yin messengers to see the Fuyuan Chenghuang.

The Yin messengers led the way, with scenery changing every step. It felt like they hadn't walked many steps before they reached their destination.

The plaque on the front door of the Chenghuangmiao read "Weiling Zhao Ying Shrine," and the plaque at the back read "Yao City Chenghuangmiao." Entering the door, there was a majestic inner temple. The dome was painted with colorful paintings, dragons and phoenixes were carved on the pillars, the mortise and tenon joints were tightly connected, and the thousand-layered dougong brackets showed majesty...

This temple was so exquisite and majestic that it must have been bustling with incense in the past, but now it was covered with dust everywhere. The courtyard walls and pillars were damaged, and several Yin messengers sat scattered on the ground, their eyes devoid of any spirit.

Walking all the way to the innermost part.

They saw the Fuyuan Chenghuang sitting on the throne.

The Fuyuan Chenghuang is the god who guards the city.

Specializing in the affairs of the underworld in a certain area.

Usually served by loyal martyrs who died for their country, or upright and wise people after death. The Fuyuan Chenghuang in front of them was the first righteous god Wu Xian had seen since entering the Fudi.

But what this righteous god brought to Wu Xian was not shock, but...

Misery!

I saw that the Fuyuan Chenghuang was wrapped in dense, thick paper strips. Countless roots spread from the wooden throne, binding his limbs. His shoulder blades, palms, and soles were all pierced by white ceramic spikes...

Rather than a deity.

It was more like a prisoner nailed to a throne.

As soon as the Fuyuan Chenghuang saw Wu Xian and the other one, he asked expectantly: "Underworld money is issued by heaven and earth and only circulates among the high-level officials of the underworld. Since you can take out underworld money, you must be messengers sent by the underworld. Has the underworld finally found the way to the human world?"

Wu Xian was stunned.

This sentence from the Fuyuan Chenghuang revealed a huge amount of information, the most important of which was that the road from the underworld to the human world had been blocked.

Wu Xian shook his head: "Sorry, I am not a messenger of the underworld..."

The light in the Fuyuan Chenghuang's eyes dissipated immediately, and his whole aura became even more gray and defeated, and even the decadent Yin messengers exuded a sense of death.

Wu Xian immediately added another sentence.

"But we want to complete the correct funeral. Can you help us?"

The Fuyuan Chenghuang raised his head, his sealed body trembling twice, and a faint divine light rose on the throne.

"Good!"

... Subsequently, Wu Xian and the Fuyuan Chenghuang communicated.

From the Fuyuan Chenghuang's perspective, he learned the reason why this world had become what it was today.

One day forty years ago.

The Chenghuangmiao suddenly lost contact with the underworld.

The Yin and Yang realms were not connected, and the Fuyuan Chenghuang lost the source of his power and began to become weaker and weaker.

So the Fuyuan Chenghuang investigated deeply and found that Yao City had been renamed Undead City. The common people were intimidated by malevolent entities and were gradually giving up funerals.

And the malevolent entities intimidating the people were the Three Immortals! These Three Immortals were originally ordinary malevolent entities. The Flower Immortal's original form was a wild flower on the Yin-Yang road, the Paper Immortal was a paper person accidentally dotted with eyes, and the Porcelain Immortal was a piece of porcelain buried with spiritual charm.

For some reason, these Three Immortals actually had strange abilities and could intimidate all the common people so they dared not hold funerals.

In order to fulfill his duties.

The Fuyuan Chenghuang led the Yin messengers to crusade against the malevolent entities, but eventually returned in defeat and was sealed by the Three Immortals in the Chenghuangmiao. The Yin Realm territory under the jurisdiction of the Chenghuangmiao was also transformed by the Three Immortals into a Yin Realm independent of the underworld...

Although the road was blocked.

But there was still one way to reopen the passage between the Yin and Yang realms.

That is to hold a correct funeral!

After holding a correct funeral, the deceased would be forcibly sent to the underworld by the laws of heaven and earth.

Messengers of the underworld.

Could also use this temporary passage to come to the human world!

The Fuyuan Chenghuang believed that all the chaos in the world today was because the underworld could not come to the human world to govern. If a passage could be opened to let the messengers of the underworld in, this world could get on the right track!

This was also the reason why the Three Immortals transformed the Yin Realm.

If they pushed too hard, a "one-size-fits-all" approach, there would always be people trying to take risks and hold correct funerals.

But if there was this Yin Realm.

Those powerful and capable people would have a destination after death, and the Three Immortals would no longer have to worry about anyone opening the passage to the underworld.

As for the ordinary common people? They simply didn't have the ability to gather the things needed to hold a correct funeral.

So as soon as he heard that Wu Xian and the others wanted to hold a funeral, the Fuyuan Chenghuang immediately agreed.

After understanding the ins and outs of the matter.

Wu Xian handed the list for the funeral to the Fuyuan Chenghuang, not only for him and Du E, but also for all the things needed by all the other living people, all of which were handed over.

It would be a pity not to take advantage of such a good opportunity.

After seeing it, the Fuyuan Chenghuang looked a bit troubled.

"Paper money, gold ingots, and other things are plentiful in the Yin Realm."

"But the specified artifacts and paper people are a bit hard to find."

"Those things might exist in the Yin Realm, but I can't look for them with great fanfare, because that would definitely make the Three Immortals realize what we are doing."

"So I can only send Yin messengers to investigate secretly, but in this way, the efficiency is greatly reduced. I don't know when all the things can be found. It will take at least a few hours."

Wu Xian shook his head helplessly.

"A few hours later, the time will be too tight."

"If I can tell you where those artifacts and paper people are hidden, you can just go and get them directly. Can the time be advanced a bit?"

Just at this moment.

A voice suddenly came from outside.

It was Wen Chao's voice!

He had actually found the Chenghuangmiao too, and behind him, there were three figures, one man and two women! (End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 340 =====