I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 9 I Forgot the Taste of Mengpo Soup

"Black and white are impermanent!"

The witch's low cry startled the young men in the room and made them look at each other in surprise.

"Where is it? Where is it?"

The witch did not respond. She looked at the young man with a pale face, her eyes wide open, and she took a step back. I don’t know what she saw.
Just after the witch exclaimed, the struggling boy took a deep breath like a drowning man coming ashore, then lay down with a "plop" and became quiet.

For a moment, the room was dead silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

The young men looked at each other, but no one dared to step forward to check, for fear that the boy would suddenly attack again like he had just done.

Only the old man, the victim, bravely asked, "Little fairy boy, how is my baby?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Qingtan put away the Golden Money Sword and hid it in the large sleeves of his Qilin robe. He then wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "The evil ghost has been killed. He will be fine after a few days of rest."

"Ah? Really?"

Before Liu Qingtan could speak, the witch took over:
"Oh, you old man, how can you talk like that? Can't you see whether the baby is okay or not? The fairy boy is busy all the time, and you haven't prepared the meal yet?"

"No need, my brother is still waiting for me to come back!"

Liu Qingtan waved his hand, turned around and left.

The witch was anxious, and hurriedly ran after him, saying with an apologetic smile, "Excuse me, fairy boy, was that... the Black and White Impermanence?"

Liu Qingtan frowned and nodded vaguely:
"Ah."

"Do the Black and White Impermanence really exist? No, I, I mean, does the underworld really exist?"

Liu Qingtan suddenly stopped, stared at the witch and said, "My master always said that it is best to be ignorant in life."

The witch was stunned, and was dazed for a moment after hearing what the Taoist boy said.

……

The night was as dark as water. Liu Qingtan hurried along the mountain path towards Lao Lu Temple, his heart pounding.

Excitement, fear, excitement...all kinds of emotions intertwined deep in his heart, making him breathless.

He simply ran wildly!
The strong wind whistled in his ears, the hot blood rushed in his body, and all kinds of emotions seemed to rush out of his body with his heavy breathing. It was not until he ran outside the Lao Lu Temple that he could not help but let out a strange howl.

"what--"

The sound is like that of a mandrill, echoing loudly.

He climbed over the wall and entered the Taoist temple. The door latch was intact, which seemed to indicate that no one had broken in when he went down the mountain.

He breathed a sigh of relief and headed straight for the Patriarch's Hall.

After his master and senior brothers left, he did not dare to be lazy. The lights in the main hall were always lit and the incense for ancestors was always burning, so he could see the faint candlelight in the main hall from a distance.

When he pushed the door open and walked in, the smell of sandalwood hit his face, instantly relaxing his tense spirit.

He took out a stick of incense and lit it. After kowtowed three times and bowed nine times, he sat cross-legged on the cushion and closed his eyes to meditate.

The raging blood gradually subsided as the breathing became regular.

The night passed slowly in the boy's expectation.

An unknown amount of time had passed before Liu Qingtan suddenly opened his eyes. The incense on the altar had already burned out, and the chill of midnight had come over him, shocking him.

He pursed his lips slightly, a trickle of blood flowed out, and he reached out to wipe his forehead. The empty hall was still empty.

He was stunned.

He looked around blankly, and the familiar figure on the futon next to him frightened him so much that he trembled all over.

It was Lu Wujiu.

Seeing the Taoist boy was slightly frightened, he smiled and said:

"scared you?"

"No, a little bit."

"That's honest."

"Monks don't lie."

The two fell into silence. Liu Qingtan thought for a moment and couldn't help asking, "Where is my master?"

"Go to hell."

"Ah?!" Even though Liu Qingtan had been mentally prepared, he was still shocked when he heard this. After a while, he asked, "What about the eldest and third brothers?"

"Didn't see it."

"That's right, Master always said, if you don't remove the roots of the grass, it will grow again in the spring breeze. Even if you are crazy, you have to kill it."

"Did your master practice some kind of magic when he was alive?"

"I do not know."

"Go check it out at dawn. If anything seems wrong, burn it all for him!"

"Hey!"

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Lu Wujiu thought for a moment and then said:
"When casting spells on others, you must keep them away. Evil spirits are easy to capture, but the human heart is unpredictable."

Liu Qingtan was embarrassed when he heard this and nodded quickly:
"Yes, Master. This disciple...is my first time slaying demons today. I'm inexperienced and have brought shame upon you, Master."

"It's okay, first time is new, second time is familiar!"

"Master, are the Black and White Impermanence your subordinates?"

"That's it!"

"It turns out that the underworld really exists!"

Lu Wujiu smiled but said nothing.

Seeing this, Liu Qingtan felt as if he was on the edge of an abyss, and his bones and hair shuddered!
The master always said that paper money is burned for the living to see and is useless.

In other words, the underworld does not exist at all.

This is nothing more than a consolation fabricated by the people because they are unable to uphold justice.

That being the case...

"My magical power is limited, and my heavenly eye is about to close. If I have been disrespectful, I hope that Master will forgive me!"

"It doesn't matter!"

Liu Qingtan seemed to remember something and asked:
"By the way, do you know the ancestor's virtue and reputation? I can also erect a stele to commemorate him."

Lu Wujiu smiled upon hearing this, his eyes showing some deep meaning:

"I've forgotten the taste of Meng Po soup, but I just thought you looked very familiar, so I came here when I heard you calling. I might not be the former owner of this Taoist temple, but perhaps just an ancestor of your secular family."

Liu Qingtan was stunned for a moment, then said, "The ancestor must have a name, right?"

"You can call me Wujiu!"

Liu Qingtan pondered for a moment, then kowtowed and said, "Disciple Liu Qingtan, I pay my respects to Grandmaster Wujiu!"

After he finished speaking, there was no response for a long time. When he looked up again, he found that his magic power had been exhausted and his third eye was closed.

Liu Qingtan let out a light breath, not daring to act recklessly. He simply got up, refilled the lamp oil, lit some incense, and then went back to his room to sleep in the dark.

A dreamless night.

Perhaps because he had consumed too much essence and blood, Liu Qingtan slept very deeply and for a long time. He thought it was morning, but when he looked out the window, he found that the sky was the color of evening.

An inexplicable feeling of emptiness invaded his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.

He quickly got up and got himself busy.

First he went to the ancestral temple to apologize, lit lamps to continue the day, and cooked a meal in the dark to fill his stomach. Then he pushed open the master's room and searched for the master's relics.

Mainly books, of course.

Under the dim light of the solitary lamp, he indeed discovered many strange books.

for example:

A scroll called "Sishu Keyi Lu" teaches people how to search for elves and raise them in the book, which will help them ascend to immortality!
However, Liu Qingtan knew at first glance that this was a scam.

If eating three kinds of fish with the divine character "仙" can make people become immortal, then why do we still need to practice Taoism? Isn't it better to raise insects?

You know what, in the books he read, he actually saw people raising bookworms.

This is a book called "Northern Dreams and Miscellaneous Stories." It tells the story of a minister's son who, upon hearing about this incident, deliberately wrote words of immortality on a piece of paper, threw it into a jar, and raised a bookworm. After consuming the bookworm, not only did he not become an immortal, but he went insane...

crazy?
When he saw these three words, Liu Qingtan's brows became heavy. After a long silence, he closed the book in his hand and walked to the backyard.

(End of this chapter)