Mythology

Chapter 158 The Monster from Lutai
Under the hazy moonlight, a dignified and beautiful figure came towards Baizhen Palace, her fox fur robe swaying in the wind.

Yang He frowned slightly, noticing that Daji had her back to Lutai.

The palace maids' voices became hysterical because of their fear of Daji. Some of them even couldn't help sobbing and lowered their heads, not daring to look directly outside the door.

Yang He felt more and more that something was wrong.

The Lu Terrace is brightly lit, with beautiful women celebrating on every floor. But if you look closely for a few moments, you will discover that there is a lot of resentment.

"As the chief astronomical official, how could Jiang Ziya allow such a situation to happen? How many people must die before the resentment becomes real?"

Without waiting for Yang He to investigate further, Daji arrived within a hundred meters of Baizhen Palace.

The fox fur robe dragging on the ground was embroidered with fox heads. The fox heads looked alive, with their cloudy eyes moving around randomly and their mouths opening and closing.

The fox head began to sing a nursery rhyme in a shrill voice.

"The sun sets, the moon rises."

"Heavenly soldiers have come and gone from Lutai."

"The one clearing the way ahead is a wronged soul."

"Followed by the Night Walker."

The nursery rhyme seemed to have demonic power. Yang He felt dizzy. The three ghosts in his body could barely protect the yang fire. Without a corpse-transmigrating immortal body, he had no way to contend with the evil that was far superior to himself.

"Evil ghost? I'm afraid it's an evil spirit higher than the killing ghost!"

Daji walked into Baizhen Palace and went straight to the female corpse.

The baby cried very loudly.

When Yang He was in a trance, Zhong Liang, who had been escaping, suddenly appeared beside him.

Zhong Liang was covered in blood, his yang fire had been mostly extinguished, and all his bones were broken. It was obvious that he was forcibly moved back to the front of the palace by Daji.

The palace maids didn't dare to look up, and sweat dripped down their noses.

Yang He suppressed his distracting thoughts and fed two tonic pills to Zhong Liang.

Zhong Liang's pupils focused, but unfortunately the tonic pill could only barely keep him alive. The blood flowing from his mouth and nose was mixed with organ fragments.

"Cough cough cough."

He saw Daji squatting in front of the bed and said quickly, "Yang... Yang He, run away."

"Yang He, be careful. It's not, it's definitely not Empress Daji. It's the evil spirit in Lutai. Go and report to the Lord..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhong Liang had already died.

The corpse kept twitching and the blood dried up in just a few breaths.

Yang He stuffed all the remaining tonic pills into his mouth. The medicinal power stimulated the burning of his yang fire, allowing him to barely stay awake in his trance.

He glanced into the hall and his scalp suddenly went numb.

It’s definitely not Daji.

To be precise, it is a monster covered in fox fur.

In the eyes of the clairvoyant, the inside of the robe was a bloody mess, as if it had just been peeled off the fox, and the sticky tissue could still be seen.

The monster barely had a human-like outline, and its body was made up of a mass of irregular shadows.

The facial features on the head were disorderly distributed, and several eyeballs bulged abruptly in different positions, like a human head that had been immersed in boiling water for a long time.

"Night Walker?"

Yang He recalled the description in the nursery rhyme, about heavenly soldiers and wronged spirits.

Could it be the night-wandering god mentioned last disguised as Daji?

Yang He felt his brain was in a mess. The plot of Daji causing chaos in the Shang Dynasty seemed to have completely collapsed in the world of allusions.

The sound of chewing was heard.

The Lutai monster opened its bloody mouth and ate frantically. After a while, the corpse disappeared, leaving only the crying baby.

The baby was a little thin, and from the dim yang fire it could be seen that he was a living person, but his skin had some corpse spots and he had no soul.

To be precise, there is not even a Niwan Palace.

The baby only cries instinctively and has no reaction to the outside world.

"Mail delivery?"

"The Lutai monster came to Baizhen Palace to deliver a baby for the female corpse?"

Yang He couldn't help but be shocked and wanted to find Jiang Ziya to ask for clarification. He always felt that the situation in the palace was no worse than that of the plague ghost.

pat pat pat.

After the Lutai monster finished delivering the baby, it walked out of Baizhen Palace.

The palace maids felt relieved and continued to shout hysterically: "Farewell to Empress Daji, farewell to Empress Daji..."

Not long after, the Lutai monster disappeared into the night.

The palace maids quickly cleaned up the palace, wiped the baby with a white cloth prepared in advance, and then placed the baby in a copper basin.

They worked hard and did not dare to slack off at all.

Even though there was a dried corpse lying at the door, people seemed to be used to it.

The older maid saw Yang He was stunned and couldn't help but remind him, "Officer, stay outside the door and don't leave. There aren't many babies born tonight, and Queen Jiang will be here soon."

Yang He accurately grasped the information said by the palace maid. Is it common for evil spirits to deliver children?
"Madam, was it Empress Daji who came into the palace earlier?"

"Don't ask too many questions!"

The maid responded fearfully, continuing to scrub the blood off the floor. "You only need to know one thing, it has nothing to do with us! Whatever happens in Lutai has nothing to do with us!"

Lu Tai, it is indeed Lu Tai.

"How many corpses are produced every night in the harem?"

Yang He opened his mouth and spit out the ladybugs with pupils, which attached themselves to the maid's scalp. The latter was affected and no longer concealed it, "At least four!"

"The number is increasing. Since the construction of Lutai began, strange things have happened one after another. Concubines have died one after another, or gone crazy, wuwuwu."

The palace maids cried incessantly, and when they opened their mouths they could only vent their fear.

"do you know?"

"In fact, Concubine Wu of Baizhen Palace has been hanging herself in a well for forty-nine days, but she floats up from the well every seven days!!"

"That's not right." Yang He frowned and murmured, "Zhong Liang told me..."

"Zhong Liang has also been dead for forty-nine days!"

The maid's eyes turned red as she pointed at the corpse outside the door and said, "Tomorrow morning, he will wake up safe and sound again. He will die again every seven days, so he must not die!"

"As soon as we die, we will become the same as them!!!" The maid covered her head in despair.

They even had a suspicion in their hearts that they had died many times, as they always felt that everything was familiar.

Yang He realized that the palace would experience the first seven days every seven days, and the monsters in the Lu Terrace would deliver corpses, and anyone who died that night would be resurrected, forming a cycle.

"Where's Queen Jiang?"

As soon as Yang He mentioned Queen Jiang, the palace maids hurriedly continued to remove the dirt.

suddenly.

A few candles flickered, and the hall became a little dim.

"kindness?"

Yang He was just thinking about whether he should help the palace maid clean up when his spiritual vision suddenly increased and three pairs of pupils opened automatically behind his head.

He glanced at a corner of Baizhen Palace and his whole body subconsciously tensed up.

The stone arms are protected in front.

I saw a woman appear outside the window without knowing when.

The woman and the Lutai monster moved almost one after the other.

She was dressed elegantly, more than four meters tall, with twenty or thirty pairs of arms on her long and narrow body. Because she was bending over and looking down, her posture looked like a curled-up...centipede.

The woman was accompanied by palace maids, who could be heard shouting, "Empress Jiang is here!"

"Queen Jiang..."

Yang He remembered that Queen Jiang in the original work was just an ordinary person. Because of Daji, she was tortured to death by King Zhou.

But who could have thought that Queen Jiang in the world of allusions would be evil!

Or, all the beauties in King Zhou's harem have become evil spirits! !
The palace maids dared not move, and waited tremblingly for Queen Jiang to approach. Twenty or thirty pairs of arms could be seen embracing a large number of babies.

The babies should all be delivered by the monsters of Lutai.

Some of them have died due to being corroded by Yin energy for a long time, and some are left with only piles of bones.

Queen Jiang walked slowly and went straight to the newborn baby in the palace.

Bang bang bang.

Wherever he passed, the palace maids fell to the ground and their bodies soon became hard and smelly.

Yang He had a splitting headache. The terrifying evil energy penetrated into his body through every pore. Before he could react, the ghost was destroyed first.

The two evil spirits held on with all their might, their densely packed pupils covering their skin.

The stone arm turned into a four or five meter long stone dragon and wrapped around Yang He.

Yang He got a chance to catch his breath.

Queen Jiang tried to comfort the baby, but the baby had no soul and his expression became more and more anxious. "My son, it's almost time to wake up. You've been sleeping for a long, long time. Wake up."

"Wake up, wake up quickly!!!"

The Yin energy was raging, and the stone dragon was cut in half. Yang He stared at Queen Jiang silently, while the poisonous dragon and the corpse dragon were lurking outside.

Yang He met King Zhou's two sons during the Nuwa Festival.

The two sons have already grown up and have achieved considerable cultivation. They are both disciples of the Twelve Golden Immortals. How could they be involved with a bunch of soulless babies?
"Emperor!!!"

Queen Jiang tilted her head and stared at Yang He, while the poisonous dragon and the corpse dragon attacked from the left and right.

boom.

Queen Jiang shook the dozens of dead babies in her arms.

A shrill cry sounded for no reason.

The corpse dragon was reduced to ashes, and the poisonous dragon soon followed suit.

The power ghost was destroyed, and the pupil ghost let out a wail of being overwhelmed.

Yang He took several steps back, but his expression was extremely calm. Although he still couldn't figure out the current situation in the palace, he had at least gotten a glimpse of the situation.

There is some kind of connection in the dark, and the source is Lu Tai.

"Photography."

The ladybugs swarmed towards Queen Jiang.

next moment.

Queen Jiang stretched her neck close to Yang He.

Yang He's blood oozed out of his pores uncontrollably, his internal organs exploded, and his Yang Fire lasted only two or three times before his life was cut off.

He fell to the ground, his consciousness slipping into the last moments of death.

Not long after Queen Jiang left, the sun rose in the sky, shining on the Lu Tower, and the beauties inside suddenly disappeared.

The fingertips of the palace maid's body trembled, and the yang fire was reignited one after another.

Seeing this, Yang He did not hesitate and chose to die, otherwise the guard would have survived.

The cycle lasts for seven days, and the palace maids, guards, and even Queen Jiang have been trapped in the vortex, unable to extricate themselves.

There is not much point in playing as a guard, it is better to refresh the character.

[Your character "Guard" has died, and the role-playing story ends]

.........

Yang He opened his eyes from the main world and secretly thought about the situation of the Heart-Digger.

“Heavenly soldiers have passed through Lutai and its surroundings.

"Damn it, could it be that Lu Tai is accidentally connected to the Heavenly Palace? In the original work, apart from the artillery and torture instruments, Lu Tai was indeed intended to communicate with the will of heaven and speculate on the fate of the Shang Dynasty."

Yang He was very troubled. He always felt that Da Shang was still not satisfied after the Nuwa Festival, so he used Lu Tai to do something big.

"Isn't it possible that Mr. Bigan has also become a weirdo?"

Bigan was the uncle of King Zhou and held an extraordinary status in the Shang Dynasty.

Yang He was confused and continued to call out the panel.

[Vulgar things: Heart is born, heart is born and blood is born]

[Related stories: "Heart-digger", "Blood-pit ghost", whether to consume 10 points of spiritual vision to enter the story world]

"determine."

(End of this chapter)