I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 7: The Lord of the Book World

Lu Wujiu stretched out his hand through the void, and a Taoist robe fell into his palm. He stretched out his hand and brushed the fabric of the robe. It felt light and thin, and the embroidery was dense, which was the unique texture of the silk five-shuttle horizontal silk.

Looking at the clearly visible stitches on it, his eyes suddenly lit up.

The old Taoist priest has a large collection of books in his monastery, among which there must be secrets related to the human skin book. If he can use the Taoist boy to burn them into his underworld, his understanding of himself and the human skin book will be further improved.

Thinking of this, Lu Wujiu suddenly felt a little regretful.

He should have been acknowledged as the founder at that time!
Then, you can find an excuse and say that the old Taoist priest is practicing magic and has gone astray, and let him burn all the evil scriptures. Wouldn't that be great?

However, it is not too late to know now.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, thought about his words for a while, then jumped down from the roof and slowly floated in front of the little Taoist boy.

Then he put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky slightly, and looked melancholy.

As a result, after waiting for a long time, the little Taoist boy did not speak to him. He glanced over and saw that the little Taoist boy ignored his arrival and continued to burn clothes.

The little face was steamed red by the fire.

Didn’t you see this?
"Ugh!"

Lu Wujiu deliberately sighed deeply, and glanced at the little Taoist boy again. He saw that he was still doing his own thing.

After several attempts, he had to discover with dismay that the little Taoist boy couldn't see him at all.

Considering the little Taoist boy's words and actions during the day, he guessed that the little Taoist boy or ordinary people might not be able to see ghosts at all.

It can only be seen through special means.

For example, the blood from the tip of the little Taoist boy's tongue that he wiped between his eyebrows.

Trouble!
How should I remind the little Taoist boy to use magic now?
Lu Wujiu pondered for a moment, then tentatively reached out his hand to push the little Taoist boy, but he didn't expect the little Taoist boy's body to feel as painful as lava. When he touched him, the little Taoist boy didn't react. Instead, he retracted his hand due to the burn, and his whole body became three points weaker.

"Magic power protecting the body? No, the little Taoist boy didn't react, it shouldn't be caused by magic or supernatural power!"

"It's said that people are three parts afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are seven parts afraid of people. Is that true?"

"That's right. Ghosts are the remains of humans. How could humans be inferior to ghosts?"

Lu Wujiu pondered secretly.

Seeing that he couldn't show his prowess in front of others for the time being, he could only suppress it for the time being and think of finding another way.

At this time, after the Taoist boy Liu Qingtan finished burning the clothes, he was extremely tired. He got up in a daze and went back to the house to sleep.

The little Taoist boy slept very soundly this time.

When he woke up, the sun was already high in the sky. The warm sun was like fire, shining into the room and making it cozy and warm.

Looking at the sunlight streaming into the house, he jumped up with a start, hurriedly putting on his clothes, muttering:

"It's over, it's over, I'm going to be beaten to death by the eldest brother!"

Halfway through his words, he froze and stopped moving abruptly, his expression blank, tears streaming down his face.

He put on his clothes slowly, as if waiting for his eldest brother to rush in furiously with a ruler in hand.

Unfortunately, he never waited for the eldest senior brother, nor did he wait for the third senior brother who doted on him the most.

He pushed open the door and looked at the Taoist temple, which seemed just like yesterday. He moved his feet and went to the backyard. Looking at the three new tombs standing there, he remained silent, as if a stone had been placed on his chest again.

He didn't know what to do, so he could only follow the old routine: bathing, burning incense, practicing martial arts, and cooking.

He tried to keep himself busy.

So much so that I didn't notice that the curling incense always drifted to one side; the opened scriptures always opened by themselves; even in my dreams, there were always a few unknown breaths floating over.

Seeing this, Lu Wujiu was filled with depression.

——After all, they are just children, they are not vigilant enough and their observation skills are not sharp enough.

These days, in addition to trying to contact the little Taoist boy, he was also exploring the human skin book and the underworld in the book.

As time went by, his control over the human skin book became stronger and stronger, and he became the master of the world in the book.

He discovered that the world in the human skin book was similar to an independent small world.

It looks very large, but its actual area is limited, with only one hill.

The road up the mountain is called [Huangquan Road];
The archway is the gate of hell.

As for the mountain, there is the [Emperor's Palace] where the Yin officials live and practice.

In addition, there are the Eighteen Layers of Hell and the Cliff of Resurrection, but no one has ever been there.

Generally, after being judged by the judge, ghosts will be sent to hell to be punished, or to the Cliff of Reincarnation to be reborn as humans.

But the ghost messenger can only escort the ghost to the entrance and watch the ghost go in, so no one knows what these two places look like?
Lu Wujiu, who gradually takes control of the underworld in the book, doesn't know what these two places look like?
All I saw was chaos.

He tried to throw the old Taoist's remaining soul into hell, but saw that the old Taoist's remaining soul was turned into powder by an invisible force field and merged into the underworld.

After the old Taoist's residual soul completely disappeared, he felt that the area of ​​the underworld had slightly expanded, and he also had slightly more strength.

Because the change was so subtle, he wasn't sure if it was an illusion.

If I have the chance in the future, I can try more.

Apart from this, the world in the book that means the most to him is probably the "highland spring water".

As long as he enters the book, no matter how serious the injury is, he can recover quickly.

Of course, the price is that the negative energy in the world of the book will also decline. Although it is not obvious, it is still a bit unsettling to live off the resources.

As for how to replenish the Yin energy in the book, he still hasn't found a way.

In the final analysis, you still have to read the old Taoist priest's "instruction manual" as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too troublesome to figure it out on your own.

The days are passing by.

When Lu Wujiu was racking his brains, trying to disturb reality and remind the Taoist boy, a hurried knock on the door interrupted the tranquility of the Taoist temple.

"Boom boom boom——"

The hurried knock on the door, like a reckless person in a hurry to reincarnate, startled the Taoist boy Liu Qingtan so much that he hurriedly opened the door to welcome the guest.

"Excuse me, Fairy boy, is Taoist Li here?"

The door opened, and several farmers in shorts looked inside the Taoist temple anxiously.

Seeing this, Liu Qingtan said calmly:

"Master is out collecting herbs, is there anything for you?"

"Ah? When will Taoist Priest Li come back?"

"It's hard to say. If it's fast, I can be back tonight. If it's slow, it may take ten days or half a month. It all depends on whether the mountain god will show favor."

"Ah, what should I do? Oh, where are Taoist Priest Zhao and Taoist Priest Wu?"

"What's going on with you guys?"

"Oh, to be honest, my son has gone insane and bites everyone he sees. Even the witch doctor is helpless, so she asked me to seek help from Taoist Master Li."

Liu Qingtan frowned. His master had said that a witch could barely be considered a half-cultivator, and could borrow some power from ghosts and gods. She was a country woman who knew the results but not the reasons behind them.

Common problems such as being possessed by evil spirits, being frightened, or having one's soul lost can usually be cured by consulting a fortune teller, which is hassle-free and cost-effective.

But if even the fortune teller is helpless, then the problem is serious.

Seeing the Taoist boy remained silent, the old man patted the boy and knelt down with a plop, tears streaming down his face.
"I beg you, please think of a solution for me. I'm over 30 and just gave birth to a boy like this. Nothing can happen to him!"

Seeing this, Liu Qingtan panicked and said with a cruel heart:
"I'll go see what's going on!"

He puffed out his chest and tried to look trustworthy. Before the old man could finish his words, he explained:

"Big Brother is cultivating his magical powers and is at a critical juncture. Third Brother must protect him. Right now, I am the only one in the temple who can go down the mountain. If you are worried, why not wait a little longer? Perhaps after three to five days, Big Brother will be able to come out of seclusion."

"this--"

The old man hesitated for a moment after hearing this, thinking that the daylily would be cold in three or five days. He gritted his teeth and said quickly, "Then I'll have to trouble the fairy boy."

"Let's go!"

Liu Qingtan greeted and led a few old men down the mountain. Halfway down the mountain, he suddenly slapped his thigh and said:

"Oh, I was in a hurry to go down the mountain and forgot to bring my magic tools. You guys wait here and don't move. I'll be back soon."

As he spoke, he ran up the mountain with light steps.

After entering the Taoist temple, he changed into a Qilin robe, took the magic weapons of his senior brothers, locked the temple door from the inside, then climbed over the wall and followed the mountain path in pursuit.

　Thanks to my book friend "负石爬山石，这硬日损日月损" for the 100 Qidian coins reward! The second update will be very late, please don't wait. There's a funeral in the neighborhood, and the suona music is piercing my ears. It's hard to calm my mind and it's really hard to concentrate.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)