Sun Sihai didn't dare to knock on the door, let alone climb over the wall.
Not because this is Prince Hui's Mansion, but because there is a guest in the mansion.
He knew he was wrong and made two unforgivable mistakes.
The first mistake is not to speculate on immortality.
Being smart, he looked in the direction of Penglai, but he didn't expect that Xianjun went directly to his hometown Huizhou. So much time was spent on the road after getting the news.
The second mistake was not to be disrespectful to Prince Hui.
Under the emperor's order, he secretly monitored King Hui, although he did not overstep his authority. But because of the past events of Penglai's journey to immortality, he often quipped in front of King Hui. So much so that it makes people hold grudges and shut themselves out.
In addition to all kinds of regrets, Sun Sihai was extremely incomprehensible.
"Why did the Immortal Lord suddenly come to Huizhou? And he also lived in Prince Hui's Mansion? It was true that he was a genius at first, but now he is just a fat man... Why did you fall in love with him but not come to find me?"
Sun Sihai was very unbalanced, but he was also seriously reflecting and summarizing.
"Does the Immortal Lord just like this one? I remember that Song Yuan is also a fat man... Hey, if I had known this, what kind of Bai Shengtang have I been doing these years? Isn't it good to be a rich man and raise meat? If I eat it now, I don't know if I will still eat it. It’s too late…”
Sun Sihai couldn't get through the door, but he didn't leave either. After learning from the painful experience, he simply stayed in front of the door and refused to leave.
Baishengtang originally had the task of monitoring Prince Hui's Mansion, and most of the nearby shops and houses were their properties. While being fed wine and meat to keep fat, Cheng Menlixue sat and waited for the real immortal.
But he made a mistake again because he didn't expect to go out at night. He never thought that the aloof Lord of Penglai would have sex with a fat man.
"Brother Yan, you see what I said is right. It's close to the royal tomb through the corner gate. We'll be here so soon."
In front of the main entrance of the Xishan Prince's Tomb, King Hui pretended to be apologizing to Yan Chixia, and kept stealing glances at Su Qing.
Yan Chixia snorted twice symbolically and gave no response.
After a short period of getting along, the idol filter was already shattered. If the soldiers guarding the mausoleum hadn't collectively called him "Prince", he still wouldn't have believed that this flattering fat man was King Hui.
Once inside, I was even less willing to believe it.
Mausoleums are basically solemn and solemn, and mausoleums of royal kings should be even more so. But Yan Chixia is as far as the eye can see, and the streets are paved with lanterns and colorful petals. It looked like a mausoleum, and I thought there was going to be a lantern festival.
But even so, there was no joy in sight.
The tomb towers, tombstones and pillars, when combined with these colorful decorations, look strange and eerie.
Yan Chixia killed a lot of ghosts along the way, so she still couldn't help but feel chills on her neck when she saw this scene.
"This...it's actually not bad to watch during the day..." Prince Hui was also a little depressed.
He came to see it in person during the day and found it quite festive. But I didn't expect that at night, it would be like a ghost getting married.
Su Qing didn't care about the appearance of the mausoleum. There was no difference in his eyes between red and white matters. Besides, there was another thing at this time that was more likely to attract his attention.
The royal tomb is built next to the Western Mountain, and the entire mountain forms a fan shape. In the middlemost concave part, the dense Yin Qi is almost substantial.
"It's right there."
Su Qing walked towards the destination, Yan Chixia and King Hui followed behind.
"really have……"
"How is this going?"
When they arrived at the place, Yan Chixia's expression was solemn, and King Hui was stunned.
Near the foot of the mountain, a pass suddenly stood. The city wall is tall and thick, full of eerie atmosphere. The door was closed tightly, and there was a faint sound of whistling and crying inside.
"gate of hell."
Su Qing said: "The passage connecting the Yin and Yang worlds should be jointly supervised by the city god and the ghost messenger."
"The passage between the two realms..." King Hui swallowed. "Why did it appear in my royal tomb? I haven't heard anyone below mention it."
"Mortals can't see this, and the ghosts didn't pass the royal tomb, but left from behind the mountain." Su Qing looked back at King Hui. "If it weren't for your Wangling Town here, the county would have been full of ghosts at night."
"It should, it should..." King Hui chuckled, but he began to think about moving. This mausoleum is here to keep ghosts at bay, but it would be better to bury him somewhere else when he dies.
"Your Majesty, isn't that already there?" Yan Chixia couldn't help but confirm with Prince Hui again.
"Is there something wrong with me for building something like this in the royal tomb?" King Hui was annoyed. "I've never seen it before, not even during the day."
"This thing cannot be kept." Su Qing said: "The reason why the Ghost Gate exists is to attract the souls of the Yang Realm into the underworld, not to allow the ghosts of the Yin Realm to come to the human world."
"How to do it?" King Hui and Yan Chixia asked together.
"No hurry, kill the ghost first." Su Qing said:
"The gate of ghosts connects the two realms and balances yin and yang. Unless the wandering souls gathered behind the gate are cleaned up, no method can be used. Judging from the time, this gate of ghosts will open soon."
"Okay." Yan Chixia put her hand on the handle of the knife, her eyes firm. "Since there are really two realms of Yin and Yang, we cannot let the two realms be disordered. If ghosts really come out of it, I will make them regret coming to the world."
"We can't stay..." King Hui thought about being neighbors with Guimenguan, and the fat on his face trembled. "Otherwise, I, the king, will send troops to help?"
"It's useless." Yan Chixia started to get into the mood. "Ordinary people cannot hurt ghosts. If the prince is afraid, please stay away."
"Who said I am afraid?" King Hui glanced at Su Qing, looked around blindly, picked up a piece of wood, weighed it, took two steps forward with his belly puffed out, and stood with Yan Chixia.
"I have not taken action for decades, so today I will break my fast with the evil spirits of the underworld."
"Okay." Yan Chixia said, "Yan has dreamed of being with the prince since he was a boy, and today he has achieved his dream."
The two of them were in a passionate relationship, and suddenly there was a strong wind. The cries of ghosts and howling of wolves in the gate of hell became more and more intense from far to near.
Yan Chixia clenched the knife in her hand, and King Hui swallowed again.
"coming."
Su Qing said two faint words, and the gate of hell suddenly opened. A large group of ferocious-looking evil spirits surged out of the pass.
Yan Chixia and King Hui were excited at the same time.
I originally thought about closing the door and opening it, and there would be some mist and smoke first. Then the shadows appeared, one after another.
How can I be so unreasonable? There was a huge group of people when they came out.
"Kill!!" Yan Chixia roared and rushed out with a knife.
After this period of hard work, there is no need to sacrifice blood. The evil spirit rises on the surface of the body, and ghosts can be captured and killed with a single move.
King Hui gritted his teeth and tried to fight with a big wooden stick. But Su Qing reached out and stopped him.
"You can not."
"I can do it!" King Hui became anxious upon hearing this. "Although I haven't fought with anyone for many years, my kung fu foundation is still there. If you don't believe me and Yan Chixia, I will definitely not lose to him."
"You can defeat Yan Chixia, but you can't kill evil ghosts." Su Qing said: "Innate warriors have strong qi and blood, and they can kill ghosts and exorcise evil spirits with only their physical bodies. But you have been pampered for many years, and your qi and blood have been exhausted and left behind. If it passes, you will only be able to kill ghosts and exorcise evil spirits." Adding to the chaos.”
King Hui was speechless and regretful in his heart. I just regret that I didn't listen to my wife and didn't practice kung fu properly. Even if he saw through the world of mortals and tried to show off to the people in the palace, he was really too lazy.
"Don't be anxious." Su Qing said, "Your path is different from Yan Chixia's, but whether you can walk or not depends on yourself. Just sit here and try to see if you can help him."
"How can I help here?" King Hui didn't quite understand, but he still sat down obediently.
This is a rare opportunity and I don’t want to miss it again.
But what to do?
King Hui scratched his head and head anxiously, and his head was filled with heat.
Unknowingly, those gases changed.
…
King Hui is so generous with his gifts, so happy. Wang Ling puts on red makeup but refuses white silk. It is said that after a hundred years there will be no funeral, but a wedding ceremony.
"Qing Ji·King Hui"
