Chapter 185: One Hundred and Eight God-Demons Meet at the Wild Goose Pagoda

"Prefect... The ghosts and gods in Xingfu Temple were slaughtered by a bolt of electric light. It was a gold boy with that thunder-light dragon who did it. It should still be that group of murderers!" The Night-Wandering Yaksha stepped forward to report.

"Were there any casualties among the monks in the temple?" Lord Zhong Kui said leisurely.

The Yaksha hesitated: "The monks in the temple were not panicked. They pushed over the copper Buddha and are discussing setting up a Guanyin statue. They also want to worship the Gold and Silver Boys on the side. It is said that they want to use gold of equal weight to build the Gold Boy and use Western Region beautiful jade to carve the Jade Girl. They also want to carve a divine dragon at the feet of Guanyin Bodhisattva and change it to worship the Dragon-Riding Guanyin statue!"

"Since there were no casualties, then nothing happened!" Lord Zhong Kui said leisurely: "Xingfu Temple itself is not panicked, what are you panicking about?"

"Report, report..." Another Night-Wandering God knelt in the hall and said:

"Report to Prefect, Fengguo Temple has been razed to the ground, and there are no living beings left in the temple! The nobles in the ward are all uneasy."

The Yaksha looked up slightly. This time there were victims and dead people, so the Prefect should pursue it, right?

"If you don't do anything wrong, what are you afraid of ghosts knocking on the door!" Lord Zhong Kui put down his brush: "The night curfew cannot be violated. Everything will wait until daytime. Since the people are all dead, then nothing happened. The patrolling military officers are not panicked, what are you panicking about?"

At this time, another little ghost came to the hall, saw Lord Zhong Kui staring with eyes like copper bells, and couldn't help but tremble: "Pre... Prefect!"

"Speak!" Lord Zhong Kui said angrily.

"The military officers and the bad commander in the capital sent a shaman to ask. There is shouting and killing in prosperous realm Temple, disturbing the peace in the ward. There are silver threads covering the sky above the temple. They can't cut them, and they can't get in. They can only hear screams coming from inside. I hope the Prefect will go and deal with it."

The little ghost said tremblingly.

Lord Zhong Kui rubbed the corners of his eyes and had to perfunctorily say: "Tell them, the monks in the temple are holding a water and land assembly to transcend the wild ghosts of the netherworld. It is by my order to let the monks of prosperous realm Temple transcend them overnight. No need to panic!"

The Civil Judge hesitated: "But if all the monks in this prosperous realm Temple die tomorrow, His Majesty will inevitably come to ask. How will the Prefect explain it?"

Lord Zhong Kui said angrily: "They are all dead, neither living people nor dead bodies can be seen. How do you want me to explain? Can't it be that they have fulfilled their merits and the whole temple has ascended to the Pure Land?" He thought to himself: "You'd better do it cleanly and don't leave any corpses or bloodstains. Otherwise, I will only have to take you down and explain to the Tang Emperor!"

"Report..." A little ghost said tremblingly.

Lord Zhong Kui sighed helplessly and said angrily: "What is it again?"

The little ghost was terrified. Before he could report, another little ghost rushed in from outside the hall and collided with the little ghost in front. The two ghosts rolled into a ball. The big night ghost beside him couldn't help but scold: "Being reckless in front of the Prefect, what kind of system is this!"

"Prefect, this group of murderers is truly too rampant. And they have split into several groups now. Why not take the opportunity to take down a few groups... When His Majesty asks tomorrow, there will be an explanation..."

The two little ghosts became even more panicked and couldn't help but hug each other, crying: "Prefect, don't eat us... They reported bad news, only we reported good news!"

They saw that Lord Zhong Kui had already taken out the sauce dish specially made by the Zhong family, fearing that the Prefect would dip them in sauce and eat them.

Lord Zhong Kui heard it was good news, so he wiped some oil on the hook beside him and said: "What good news! Don't be afraid, little ghosts like you have no chewiness, I swallow them whole. I don't dip them in sauce at all!"

The two little ghosts were even more afraid, but they could only let go of each other. One said: "Long Xingsi has closed the temple! The old abbot killed the ghosts and gods in the temple and said that the demons of their Long Xingsi will be dealt with by themselves!"

Another little ghost also followed: "Xiantian Temple, Jingyun Temple, Linggan Temple, Qianyuan Temple, and Huayang Temple are also like this. The Heavenly Master led the Dao Sect cultivators to deal with the mixed demons in the temples first. Don't let the Prefect worry!"

Lord Zhong Kui finally breathed a sigh of relief. He saw the big night ghost beside him with wandering eyes, not knowing what he was thinking. Another Yaksha said carefully: "Little god retires... continue to monitor those murderers."

The Yaksha still wanted to speak: "Prefect, the Crown Prince and Yang Prime Minister's people have been offended! His Majesty will definitely have an edict tomorrow..."

At this time, Lord Zhong Kui suddenly hooked the two big night ghosts together, dipped them into the sauce dish on the table and said: "I have endured you traitors for a long time! Mixing with those god-demons every day... Do you think I can't see it?" Lord Zhong Kui sucked the two big night ghosts into his mouth and chewed them.

While tasting, he praised: "Good chewiness, these two are strong. It's not in vain that I raised them for so long... Zhong Hua, do you want a bite too!"

He turned his head to look, only to see his sister make a ghost face, her tongue sticking out a foot long.

The Civil and Martial Judges shook their heads helplessly. The Civil Judge drafted a document to promote the evil ghosts accumulated with Yin virtue suppressed in the Yin Earth to ghost messengers, preparing to report to the Prefect tomorrow.

Seeing how skilled he was, it was clear that this kind of abnormal loss of ghost messengers was not the first time!

The Martial Judge looked at the hall, and the two little ghosts who came to report had already fallen to the ground and fainted. Beside them, little ghosts used steel forks to fork them up, dragged them down, and placed them aside to wait for them to wake up.

Lord Zhong Kui took another look at the list copied by his subordinates and suddenly laughed: "The strike was quite clean!"

Spring enters the pool pavilion, the scenery is warm and fresh. Seeking fragrance, I don't feel tired; chasing victory, I sit and move. The fine grass is messy like hair, the secluded birds chirp like strings. The moss patterns turn into ancient seals, the stone color learns from the autumn sky. Falling flowers can float wine, duckweed opens to avoid boats. Staying for a while heals illness, staying for a long time becomes an immortal.

This poem "Inscribing the Xuanyi Pool Pavilion" is a portrayal of Xuanyi Ward.

Because the Qingming Canal flows through the west of this ward, the gardens and forests of the residences of high officials and nobles are very prosperous. There are the residence of Yan State Duke Zhang Shuo, An Lushan's pool pavilion, the residence of Situ Li Fengji, the residence of Right Prime Minister Yang Guozhong, etc., especially the two dead rivals An Lushan and Yang Guozhong, whose residences occupy a large area, and few in the two capitals can compare. But they were both granted residences here by the Xuan Emperor and became neighbors.

Especially Yang Guozhong's residence, with its connected mansions, earth and wood covered in embroidery, and the prosperity of the buildings, the two capitals cannot compare.

In the small building near the Qingming Canal, a person looked into the distance, wearing vermilion and purple, it was the current Prime Minister Yang Guozhong. His face was a little pale at this time, and he couldn't help coughing a few times after catching the night wind.

Lady Guoguo was wearing a low-cut gorgeous dress, her head was full of jewelry, and her whole body was fragrant.

This made Yang Guozhong, who was in a bad mood and preferred quiet, frown. He had always known the arrogance and extravagance of this third sister of Consort Taizhen. It was rumored in Changancheng that the jewelry, treasures, and jade artifacts dropped along the way by this Lady Guoguo were enough to make the lucky ones rich for a while, and the smell of various spices drifted for dozens of miles.

Not only did she have an affair with the Xuan Emperor, but when she traveled with Yang Guozhong, or celebrated at the three dynasties, or waited for the leak at the fifth drum, her makeup filled the alley, and the candles were like day, never avoiding suspicion.

"Why... in a bad mood?" Lady Guoguo laughed: "You want to refine your life-bound god-demon into an Undying one, hasn't Taizhen already told the Xuan Emperor? With the Xuan Emperor's approval, what else do you have to worry about?"

Yang Guozhong turned his head and said: "Destroying the Chang'an Grand Array, how could the Dao and Buddhist families not intervene to stop it?"

"Do you know that Tianwang Temple has been exterminated?"

"Is it that Tianwang Temple that is good at making incense?" Lady Guoguo said: "What a pity, I quite like their wonderful incense."

"There is a god Gandharva in Tianwang Temple, good at making music, and has wonderful incense. Previously, he even made music scores for His Majesty, and was once recruited into the palace to play the pipa for His Majesty and Taizhen. His Majesty accompanied it with drums, and Taizhen danced along, making this god ashamed, so he dared not enter again." Yang Guozhong whispered.

"Supreme Tian Mo Ten Thousand Illusion Tune?" Lady Guoguo raised her eyebrows slightly and sneered: "I remember! It was that demon who played the axe in front of my sister."

"The Supreme Tian Mo dance and music are wonderful. My sister Yang Yuhuan is the only demon attendant in the Yang family who has obtained the true transmission of the Supreme Tian Mo dance and music! The Supreme Tian Mo Nine Tunes, only cultivated to the first tune—Ten Thousand Illusion Tune, and he dares to come and show his ugliness?"

"That day, he was almost taken away by my sister, scared to death, so how could he dare to enter the palace again?"

"Such a demon who doesn't know life or death, it is natural for him to kill himself."

Lady Guoguo stepped slightly, her posture graceful, floating in the air like a flying immortal. Her ribbons flew, and every move emitted faint demon sounds and wonderful incense, which was a very superior Supreme Tian Mo wonderful appearance. She plucked with her slender fingers, using the fragrance as strings, and stirred up various desires in Yang Guozhong, forcing him to snort coldly and calm the chaotic magic power in his body.

"An Lushan has become more and more rampant recently, repeatedly not giving our Yang family face... But Taizhen always turns her elbow out. Saying that An Lushan is valued by His Majesty, she not only cannot slander him, but also has to appease his heart for His Majesty, telling us not to be impatient." Lady Guoguo sneered: "Now the Demon Sect is divided into three, and you are the Supreme Tian Mo pushed out by our Yang family to control the Demon Sect."

"An Lushan competes with you for power, which is truly unforgivable. He draws in demon cultivators, cultivates his own power, and repeatedly does not give the Yang family face. And this person is a hungry tiger that will eat people. If you want to control the Demon Sect, you must get rid of An Lushan."

"Do you have any preparations?"

"An Lushan is not so easy to deal with..." Yang Guozhong shook his head: "His Majesty supports him just to divide the power of our Yang family. Unless he raises troops to rebel, His Majesty will not easily move him. An Lushan has always been submissive to His Majesty. Even if he takes evidence of him killing those Hu people like grass in the frontier to practice magic, His Majesty will not care."

"Fortunately, An Lushan has been forced hard recently!"

"I suggested to His Majesty several times to promote Shi Siming under his command, and indulged him in drawing in demon cultivators. He is now more and more like Li Linfu when he was in power. No matter how much His Majesty trusts him, when he rebels, he can only kill him! Now we must be careful that the Crown Prince will be the fisherman!"

Lady Guoguo laughed: "Did you tell him that the Chang'an Grand Array is going to be destroyed?"

Yang Guozhong laughed: "He has attained Yang Spirit for a long time, and the Yu Jiuyou rift is his only chance to attain Nascent Soul. He can't help but be moved. The god-demons he controls also have movements. It seems he is preparing to take advantage of this once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity to impact Nascent Soul! Unfortunately, he doesn't know that whether he can sit firmly in this position depends not on how his cultivation is, but on whether His Majesty still trusts him!"

"Through His Majesty, invite Jianzhen back and let him deal with An Lushan who may impact Nascent Soul!" Lady Guoguo said.

At this time, a parrot flew over from afar and landed in front of Yang Guozhong. The parrot opened its mouth and told the changes in Chang'an tonight one by one. Yang Guozhong's face was solemn, and he slapped the railing: "It's those righteous people again."

"They almost ruined my big event!"

Lady Guoguo's face was gloomy: "If the Chang'an Grand Array cannot be destroyed, not only will there be no chance to remove An Lushan, but your cultivation will also be difficult to break through, and you will not be able to convince the public. The righteous path took advantage of tonight to clean up Chang'an... but it was decisive! Who did it?"

"Contemporary Heavenly Master... Sima Ziwei!"

"A Heavenly Master who has not achieved Nascent Soul, and he dares to be so rampant?" Lady Guoguo said: "I will ask His Majesty for an edict, and Lord Zhong Kui, he must also be indulging it."

"There is a night curfew in Chang'an, so they cannot be broken one by one." Yang Guozhong pondered for a while, then said: "I will let those god-demons gather at Daci'en Temple and send some more people over. If the five fingers are pinched together, I don't believe the righteous path can still be so unscrupulous!"

Yang Guozhong summoned the demon cultivators under his command and mobilized them to Daci'en Temple.

The demon cultivators dressed as monks and Daoists, as well as butchers in the market, storytellers, prostitutes in Pingkang Ward, down-and-out musicians, and even scholars, rangers, and small officials in Changancheng, gathered in the small building and listened to Yang Guozhong's instructions.

"Follow the Prime Minister's decree!" The down-and-out musician laughed: "This time, we will definitely let those righteous people come but not go?"

The ranger was full of alcohol and muttered: "However... it is a group of tender chicks led by Sima Ziwei. There is not one of the true righteous masters in Changancheng among them. I will definitely take their heads for the Prime Minister. The righteous path has a good foundation, and it is the best material for refining god-demons!"

A woman laughed coquettishly: "If there are young and handsome ones, please ask the Prime Minister to give them to me for harvesting..."

After saying that, she gave Yang Guozhong a charming look.

"Go, go, go!" The monk said impatiently: "If you harvest them, they will all become medicine dregs! It's different after I harvest them! The medicinal properties are more sufficient, and the fire is more vigorous!"

"It's all false fire!" The storyteller shook his head: "Such ignorant teenagers are most suitable for writing into ghost stories. Become my novel material. As the saying goes..."

"Alright!" Yang Guozhong's face became solemn: "I don't care how you do it, I just want them to not be able to disturb my grand plan to open the Yu Jiuyou rift! Do you understand?"

The demon cultivators all bowed and said: "We will definitely let the Prime Minister have his wish!" ===== CHAPTER 186 =====