The sky and the earth are completely white, but it is not pure white, but a textured white that is slightly light gray, like the depths of endless mist.
The white mist is still moving with the wind.
Deep in the mist sat a young Taoist priest, wearing white washed Taoist robes, sitting cross-legged, and white mist flowed around him.
Suddenly a divine light came to the world.
"brush!"
Suddenly there was a god in the mist.
He is a rugged and elegant middle-aged man, with his hair casually let down, a beard, and a classical and gorgeous robe. His expression is restrained, casual and elegant.
"Shenjun, long time no see."
As soon as Song You saw him, he stood up and saluted.
"I can't remember how long it has been." Yuewang Shenjun stood with his hands behind his hands and stared at him, "I do remember that you made fun of me."
"It's been six or seven years. For Shenjun, it may be just a snap of a finger, but for mortals like me, it's been a long time." Song You's expression and tone were calm, but he subconsciously ignored Yue Wang Shenjun. The second half of the sentence was, "It has been six or seven years, and I have traveled half of the country. What impressed me most is the demeanor of the Lord God."
"Let's be honest, why did the descendant of Fulongguan invite me here?" Yuewang Shenjun said bluntly, "You are really far away."
"It's not because it's far away from me, but it's because there are too few statues in the temple of the God King."
"You dare to make fun of me?"
"No."
Song You said this, waved his hand, and a table appeared in front of him: "Sir, please sit down and talk."
"..."
Yuewang Shenjun put his hands behind his hands and looked at him for a moment before sitting down.
But after sitting down, he looked around and saw nothing but white, and said, "You have neither scenery nor tea here. Isn't it boring to sit there?"
"I'm not proficient in the method of creating dreams, so this is all I can do."
"Let me add some more."
The King of Yue Shenjun also waved his hand after speaking.
The fog beneath him suddenly dissipated, revealing a green mountain.
The gentle curves of the green hills and the silky green grass were all blown in one direction by the wind.
The white mist around them also dissipated, revealing an old pine. The posture of the old pine was as elegant as a bonsai. It bent down towards them, and the branches sticking out were like a pavilion cover, just blocking their heads.
The white mist in the distance was also blown away by the wind, revealing mountains, either stacked on top of each other, or as high as the sky, all blurry and unreal, like ink. There is nothing between the mountains and under these mountains, only the thick fog that cannot be dispersed. It seems that everything is in the fog, and it seems to be in the sky.
There was a vague light above the head, which seemed to be the sun. The light penetrated the fog, but did not penetrate completely.
When Song You lowered his head, there was a tea set on the table.
For a moment, the two seemed to be sitting opposite each other in a painting, talking and drinking.
"The Lord God has good tricks."
"Gods, it's common for them to entrust dreams to mortals. They can more or less use magic methods to create dreams and send them to them." Yue Wang Shenjun was very open-minded. "I'm not the most powerful one. I heard that the most powerful ones can weave true things." A dream that is also false is both false and true.”
"I have seen such a god before."
"I have also met two of them." Yue Wang Shenjun said, "One is the dream god of the heavenly palace, and the other is a god on the earth. As far as the attainments in dream magic are concerned, they are almost the same."
"I don't know the person on the ground that the Lord God was talking about..."
"Under Yunding Mountain."
"In the Mirror Island Lake."
The two immediately looked at each other and smiled.
The God of Yue Wang holds a pot and pours tea with an elegant posture.
Song You looked at the old man silently.
Yuewang Shenjun is undoubtedly an ancient deity.
Unlike young gods like Zhou Lei Gong, the world still remembers the appearance of Zhou Lei Gong, but not necessarily his true appearance. Therefore, the statues of Zhou Lei Gong in the Lei Gong Temple are somewhat similar. As for whether they are three or two I can’t say whether it’s a score of 70 or 80. And even the oldest statue of King Yue Shenjun in Yizhou has lost the true appearance of the god in the changing times and aesthetic changes.
Yuewang Shenjun is undoubtedly a free and easy god.
Unlike those pragmatic gods who would change their appearance according to the imagination, aesthetics and needs of the world, he was not even willing to wear the official robes of gods and only wore regular clothes.
Song You thought of those elegant people in ancient books, scriptures and poems. It was a relatively primitive and simple era, and elegance was also a serious elegance. Today's celebrities are actually like this. They are fastidious in some places and casual in others, but they have only learned about seventy-eight points of the essence of that era.
The mountain wind that came from nowhere blew his hair.
Although his face is full of beard, he is still very charming.
"Tea, please."
King Yue Shenjun handed the tea to Song You.
Song You also raised his glass to drink.
Very classic taste.
“Good tea…”
"Let's be honest, why have you invited me here? I have not cared about worldly affairs for many years, so don't let me guess." Yue Wang Shenjun said, "If you need any help, seeing as we are from the same hometown, the ancestors of the Qin family are also here. Many have dealt with me, and as long as it’s not excessive, I’m willing to help.”
"Does the Lord God know the underworld?"
"It's not that closed off."
"Please ask the divine king to sit in the underworld and become the ghost emperor of the underworld."
"..."
Yuewang Shenjun put down his tea cup and almost stood up to leave, then frowned and stared at him:
"Stop playing tricks on me!"
"hehe……"
Song You smiled and said, "I wonder what the Lord God cares about?"
"I take care of everything."
"ah……"
That means not caring about anything.
Just like a fairy.
No matter what you ask for, you can go and pray, but it almost never works. Whether you go to pray or not depends on your mood.
"The people in the land of Yizhou respect the Lord God, so the incense of the Lord God is constant, but the Lord God is an emperor. How can the incense of Yizhou alone support the emperor's body? The Lord God has great supernatural powers, how can these incense be used? Can it sustain the divine power of the Divine Lord?" Song You said, "What's more, from my perspective, the popularity of the Divine Lord is also decreasing year by year, right?"
"If you love me, give it or not, take it as little as you want, or die if you want it. I've already made a lot of money."
"I'm not joking." Song You said, "I sincerely want to ask the divine king to sit in the underworld and serve as the ghost emperor of the underworld."
"How do you convince me?"
"The faith of Yin spirits is also faith. What's more, becoming the Ghost Emperor means that there are many more beliefs in the Yang world. This is not limited to Yizhou, but the whole world." Song You paused, "The most important thing is..."
The King of Yue Shenjun frowned and stared at him.
"Although the Ghost Emperor is supreme in the underworld, he does not need to worry about political affairs and has no real power. The operation of the entire underworld will be taken care of by the kings of several palaces under his jurisdiction. Then the god king will be the same as now. He does not need to do anything but sit and sit down. Just enjoy the incense.”
"Why are you looking for me?"
"I admire the divine king's grace."
"I understand."
Yuewang Shenjun looked at him, smiled and said, "You are attracted by my lazy temperament..."
"It is the style of a divine king." Song You lowered his head and said sincerely, "Carefree and unrestrained, with integrity and character, virtue, magical powers, and a strong temper."
"Maybe Tiangong agrees?"
"How could you disagree?"
"Really do nothing?"
"If you want to do it, do it a little bit." Song You said.
"explain!"
"It is to protect the underworld, ensure the normal operation of the underworld, ensure that the affairs of the underworld are determined by the spirits, and that they are not disturbed by gods, Buddhas and demons." Song You said sincerely.
"..."
Yue Wang Shenjun was obviously moved, but he frowned after hearing these words.
"Is it not invaded by gods, Buddhas and demons? The Heavenly Palace is powerful and the Western Heaven is developing rapidly. If they insist on intervening, how can I stop them all alone?"
"Don't worry, Lord God."
Song You was not in a hurry, holding the teacup and said:
"Firstly, the Divine Lord has vast supernatural powers and boundless magic power. He is also a god in the Heavenly Palace and has the status of an emperor. Even if the Divine Lord has ignored worldly affairs for a long time, there are not many gods and Buddhas who can offend the Divine Lord. Secondly, both the Heavenly Palace and the Western Heaven are If we want to send people to the underworld, the Divine Lord represents the Heavenly Palace. The Heavenly Palace depends on the Divine Lord to contain the underworld, so how can it embarrass the Divine Lord? What can Buddhism do if the Divine Lord has its back on the Heavenly Palace?"
The King of Yue Shenjun was thoughtful.
"The Third God Lord is appointed as the Ghost Emperor. He is no longer idle. His status in the Heavenly Palace has risen rapidly. The power of incense and incense in both the Yin and Yang realms has increased rapidly. The two phases have increased. Who dares to provoke the God Lord?" Song You didn't care about what King Yue Shenjun was doing at this time. While thinking about what he was thinking about, he just said to himself, as if leaving no time for him to think, "Fourth, today's ghost city on earth was built in the underworld, and the underworld in the future will also be condensed by the ghost city on earth, and most of it will be the same." I'll take care of it now, and I'll leave some means to help the Lord God."
"What means? How to help?"
Yue Wang Shenjun had too many questions in his mind at this time, but the time was too short, so he only had time to ask the most important one.
"The ghost city on earth, the underworld on earth, the heaven and earth are different from the mortal world, and different from the heavenly palace. As long as the ghost emperor can get help from several ghost kings, this world will be the world of the ghost emperor. How about it?"
"..."
"Master Shen, it's almost dawn."
"Can Tiangong really agree?"
"When I asked my Yan'er to go find the Divine Lord, the Heavenly Palace was sending divine envoys down to the lower world to talk to me."
"What did the envoy say?"
"No objection."
What Song You said was also true.
The Lord Shen fell into silence and thinking again.
However, at this time, I only heard the Taoist say:
"Actually, what I said before is all true, but it is all to convince the gods. But the real reason is that the gods of the Heavenly Palace did not care about the life and death of the ghosts in the underworld before. Although most of the ghost emperors they sent were just coveting the priesthood of the underworld and the underworld. I have the power of incense and wish, but I really don’t want to give this position to a group of unscrupulous gods who will do anything for the power of incense. Yin spirits also have life."
There is so much sincerity in this passage.
Even after the Taoist finished speaking, he put down his tea cup, stood up, and bowed deeply to the King of Yue Shenjun: "I only believe in the Lord Shen. Apart from the Lord Shen, there is no other choice."
"..."
Yuewang Shenjun was stunned for a moment, and then his expression gradually became serious. He also put down the tea cup, stood up and supported him, and then bowed deeply to him and replied:
"I...accepted it!"
"Thank you, Lord God."
“The weight of trust is worth living up to.”
In the dream, there are many shadows of the mountains, which seem real and illusory, the wind blows and the mist moves, the grass is silky, the steam rises from the Panasonic tea table, and the Taoist and the divine king greet each other. If it could be frozen, it would be a good painting.
(End of chapter)
