You, a living person, are telling me I've served in the underworld for ten years?

Chapter 117 There is a ghost in Xiling!
"Auntie, wake up!"

"Mom, wake up, I'm home!"

"Xiulan...our son is back!"

Gu Jinghui's father is named Gu Jianguo, and his mother is named Ma Xiulan.

In her hazy state, Ma Xiulan seemed to be having a very long dream. She finally woke up after being called out by Chen Yang, Gu Jinghui, Yang Shuai, and Lao Gu.

She slowly opened her eyes.

What came into view were several faces.

Ma Xiulan's eyes were tired, and her gaze was somewhat sluggish as she swept across those faces one by one.

Xiao Chen, Lao Gu...

And... Huihui?
She became agitated and reached out to touch the blood-stained face, but... her hand passed right through it.

Ma Xiulan became even more excited!

Yang Shuai also leaned over and comforted her, "Auntie, don't get agitated... Gu Jinghui is a ghost now, not a physical being, so it's normal that you can't touch him."

When he spoke, his scarlet tongue stuck out a foot long.

From Ma Xiulan's perspective, it looks ferocious and terrifying.

then……

Her eyes rolled back, and she fainted again.

Gu Jinghui called out, "Mom, Mom... what's wrong?"

Yang Shuai put his tongue in his mouth a few times: "Old Gu, don't worry, Auntie is just too heartbroken, and then she got excited when she saw you come back. People are like this when they experience such intense emotional fluctuations of great sorrow and joy."

Old Gu opened his mouth, then whispered, "Huihui's mother is timid, could she have fainted from fright?"

Yang Shuai: "Impossible... What mother would be afraid of her son?"

"........."

Old Gu glanced at Yang Shuai.

What I mean is... I was scared by you.

But it's not good to say these things to their faces, otherwise the child will say I'm discriminating against them, the hanged ghosts.

Yang Shuai suggested, "Old Chen, don't you know the art of resurrection? You can make ghosts temporarily come back to life... Why don't you have Old Gu come back to life first and explain it to Auntie?"

Chen Yang glanced at the blood-soaked corpse on the ground and rejected Yang Shuai's suggestion.

A while passed.

Chen Yang secretly circulated his divine soul power to regulate Gu's mother's mind and said, "Old Gu, take advantage of your mother's unconsciousness to send her a dream and explain things clearly in the dream."

He tapped it casually.

Wow!

A gust of cold wind blew out and swirled around Gu Jinghui, who then transformed into a wisp of yin energy and entered his mother's brow.

Chen Yang had no idea how Gu Jinghui explained it to his mother.

Chen Yang only saw Gu's mother, who had fallen unconscious, tremble slightly a few times before tears streamed down her face. She murmured as if in a dream, "Huihui..."

"My dear son, you've suffered so much."

After a while.

A wisp of cold wind blew out from between Gu's mother's eyebrows, and upon landing, it transformed back into Gu Jinghui's appearance.

Ma Xiulan slowly opened her eyes.

She looked at the ghost of her bow-legged son, covered in blood and hovering half a foot off the ground, and laughed and cried at the same time. She couldn't help but wipe away her tears and said, "You've become a ghost, can't you straighten these legs?"

Gu Jinghui was also unsure, and turned to look at Chen Yang.

Chen Yang pointed his fingers like a sword and made a light slash—

puff puff!

Gu Jinghui's legs hit the ground and turned into wisps of smoke, disappearing from sight.

He grew two legs again, still bow-legged.

Yang Shuai floated to Gu Jinghui's corpse and said, "How about I try to break Old Gu's body apart?"

He now wears his own human skin and can interfere with matter.

Grabbing Yang Shuai's deformed leg, which had been struck in the crash, he pulled hard...

Click!

The sound of bones breaking rang out, and Yang Shuai's leg was actually straightened!
"There's a show!"

Yang Shuai then grabbed the other leg and pulled hard...

Click!

The other leg was straightened as well.

Gu Jianguo muttered, "This looks much better..."

Ma Xiulan reached out and pinched the soft flesh on Lao Gu's waist, scolding, "It's good enough that our son can come back; whether he has a leg or not doesn't matter."

The family of three chatted for a long time.

Old Gu suddenly said, "By the way, what about Huihui's body?"

Chen Yang: "We'll proceed with the burial according to the normal procedures... Don't worry, Uncle Gu, I'll have someone I know handle Huihui's funeral arrangements. He'll keep an eye on things himself, and there absolutely won't be any problems."

Let Gu Jinghui handle his own affairs after he passes away...

This sounds strange.

Upon hearing that her son was to be buried, Ma Xiulan's eyes reddened again. Chen Yang comforted her, "Auntie, you don't need to be sad. Although Gu Jinghui died young... it's a happy funeral for him. You and Uncle Gu, as his parents, should be happy."

Ma Xiulan: "..."

So, I, an old man burying a young man, should be happy?

Chen Yang glanced at Gu Jinghui and laughed, "Old Gu, congratulations... you died in a car accident. People who die in accidents usually have more resentment and become more powerful ghosts."

"Furthermore, you have a special constitution and had already condensed a Yin spirit in your previous life, so your future prospects are limitless!"

Chen Yang then mentioned the imperial edict.

Gu Jinghui was somewhat downcast and said, "I just died... let me adjust for a few days first."

Chen Yang nodded and said, "Alright, anyway, the mountain god temple in Helan Mountain hasn't been built yet... Once it's built, I'll bestow upon you the title of mountain god of Helan Mountain. Then you can perform a few miracles and have the Special Administration Bureau promote it. I guarantee your temple will be bustling with worshippers."

At this point, Chen Yang slapped his forehead and quickly said, "By the way... Uncle Gu, Aunt Gu, do you have any photos of Gu Jinghui?"

"Send me a copy... I'll have them cast a gilded statue for Gu Jinghui."

The elderly couple were completely confused and asked, "What golden body?"

"It's similar to the Bodhisattva statues enshrined in Buddhist temples... For Gu Jinghui, this will be his golden statue from now on."

"Then... what about the mountain god of Helan Mountain that you just mentioned?"

Yang Shuai floated over and laughed, "Uncle Gu, your Gu Jinghui is going to be rich! As long as Chen Yang bestows an imperial edict, he will become the mountain god of Helan Mountain. He will protect the area and be worshipped by people. It's like his ancestral graves are emitting auspicious smoke!"

"Really?"

The elderly couple were overjoyed.

They returned home in the early hours of the morning and saw many messages in the family group chat and private messages of concern from relatives and friends. They immediately replied to each one, their words showing no trace of grief, but rather great joy. Ma Xiulan's older sister, who was also Gu Jinghui's aunt, sensed something was wrong and immediately made a video call.

"sister……"

"I have something to tell you, but you absolutely mustn't tell anyone else."

"My Xiaohui... has become a god!"

"Really, I'm not lying to you."

"The mountain god of Helan Mountain... will move there in a few days once the mountain god temple is completed."

Gu Jinghui's aunt: "..."

Her expression right now is probably like this—(picture)
Gu Jinghui's aunt is named Ma Cuilan.

She is a few years older than Ma Xiulan. Her husband passed away from stomach cancer two years ago. Now she lives with her son, who works at the Ningdong Mine. Her wife is also a worker.

Ma Cuilan is still in good health. She usually cooks for her son and daughter-in-law at home and picks up her grandson.

After hanging up the phone, Ma Cuilan was unable to calm down for a long time.

She came out of the bedroom and sat on the living room sofa, lost in thought.

The daughter-in-law got up in the middle of the night to get a drink of water, and was startled when she turned on the light: "Mom, what are you doing sitting here?"

Ma Cuilan choked up as she said, "My nephew has had an accident..."

The daughter-in-law quickly sat down beside him and asked, "Gu Jinghui? What happened to him? Did he die while catching the criminals? When did that happen?"

"There was a car accident, it seems to have happened around eight o'clock."

Ma Cuilan recounted her conversation with her sister, and her daughter-in-law said with a worried look, "My aunt and uncle only have this one son. It's unbearable for them to outlive their son... Could it be that they can't accept the fact that their son was in a car accident and have developed mental problems?"

What mountain god...

If someone isn't mentally unstable, they wouldn't say such things.

The daughter-in-law quickly woke up her sleeping husband and explained the situation again. Ma Cuilan's son said, "Why don't we take a day off tomorrow and go to Wucheng in the morning to see... Auntie's family has encountered such a thing, and now is the time when they need help."

His wife, already dressed, snapped, "What are we waiting for in the morning... Come on, let's get over there quickly."

"What should we do about our son? He has school tomorrow."

"He's in sixth grade now, leave him some money so he can eat out tomorrow... Oh, and find his smartwatch and set an alarm for it."

The family of three rushed to Wucheng overnight.

When they arrived at Gu Jinghui's house, it was already past 3 a.m. When asked about the funeral arrangements, Gu Jinghui's mother smiled and said, "We don't need to worry about that. Huihui is taking care of it himself."

Ma Cuilan and her family of three exchanged another glance.

"Auntie...where is my cousin's body? Is it kept at the temple?"

Most people in Wucheng practice burial in the ground, while people in the city have no place to keep their bodies at home. When someone dies, they either return to their hometown to keep their body at home or keep it at a nearby temple.

Ma Xiulan: "His friend said that Huihui is going to be a mountain god, and his funeral must be a grand and spectacular affair!"

Gu Jinghui's funeral was indeed a grand affair.

Old Wei personally presided over the event.

Chen Yang booked 80 tables in the banquet hall and had Lao Wei arrange for over thirty people in black suits and sunglasses to carry the coffin... This made Gu Jinghui very uncomfortable. He complained, "Is it appropriate for someone from the Criminal Investigation Department to have this kind of pomp after my death?"

"Just kidding, let's have some fun."

Yang Shuai said, "According to my plan, I even intended to find a few black men to carry the coffin and have them dance while carrying your coffin... Unfortunately, there are no black men in Wucheng, so I had to give up."

Gu Jinghui: "..."

They promised I could plan the funeral myself, but I ended up getting involved?
I've had a busy day.

By the time the funeral was over, it was already the afternoon of June 24th.

Wei Rufeng, Wang Lin and others also attended Gu Jinghui's funeral. After the funeral, they did not leave, but went to the funeral home to report to Chen Yang on the progress of the Helan Mountain God Temple.

“Master Chen, the road to the mountain where the original Shanshan Temple ruins are located is impassable.”

"To make it easier for people to worship and offer sacrifices, we have relocated the mountain god temple... If the Helan Mountain scenic area reopens, most tourists will pass by the mountain god temple when they enter the mountain."

"How's the progress?"

"Construction started yesterday. Minister Jiang specially sent a Taoist master skilled in the Five Ghosts Moving Technique from headquarters. With his help, it should be completed within half a month."

"In addition, there is the golden statue of the God of Mountain. We have hired a professional sculptor and selected a top-quality special alloy for the materials, which will ensure that it will not rust for hundreds of years... We will also plate it with gold."

after that.

They also discussed the location of the "Wucheng City God Temple".

The size of a City God Temple is strictly regulated. It is generally laid out in a "three-section" style, including the mountain gate, main hall, and sleeping hall. The main hall is usually five to seven bays wide.

Requirements are set for everything from the carving of beams and rafters to the specifications of brackets and even the painted decorations.

Chen Yang had not yet been promoted to "City God" and did not know much about these things, so he said, "What City God Temples are well preserved in our Great Xia? Find one of high standard and replicate it one by one."

"The best-preserved and highest-standard City God Temple should be the City God Temple in Jinan Prefecture. It was first built in the second year of the Hongwu reign of the Ming Dynasty. It was built by the Ming Taizu according to the standards of an official of the second rank and is known as the 'Yin Yamen' (underworld office)."

"Let's do it this way."

The next step is site selection.

Chen Yang said, "It seems like all the merchants at the Wucheng Night Market have moved away recently? The area around the night market is quite large."

That plot of land is in the city center, with convenient transportation, and most importantly, it's very close to Yumin Street.

Wei Rufeng had someone check, and a reply came quickly.

“That piece of land was bought by China Real Estate Group, and the plan is to build commercial and residential buildings there… But it’s not a big problem. I’ll arrange for someone to talk to the boss of China Real Estate Group right away.”

After discussing the location of the City God Temple, Wei Rufeng said, "Master Chen, tomorrow is the first day of the sixth lunar month...would you be interested in visiting the Qin residence?"

Chen Yang remembered.

"That... Black and White Twin Swords Grandmaster Banquet?"

Chen Yang said, "You can just send Bai Yun and Hui Xin, master and disciple. Does a mere martial arts grandmaster deserve my congratulations?"

Not long after Wei Rufeng left, "Master Huang" from Pingluo Jade Emperor Pavilion arrived again.

He also invited Chen Yang to the Qin residence.

Chen Yang assumed that he was also being invited to celebrate with the Black and White Swords, so he declined, saying, "I don't know the Black and White Swords, and besides, I have things to do tomorrow."

Master Huang chuckled and said, "Inspector Chen, you've misunderstood."

"Although the Black and White Twin Swords are quite famous in our Northwest martial arts circles, they are nothing compared to you, Inspector General. Why would we ask you to go and congratulate them?"

"Oh?"

Chen Yang asked in surprise, "Then why did you invite me to the Qin residence?"

Master Huang said, "News has spread from the Qin residence that an overseas spy has been discovered. Now, people from all over the martial arts world are flocking to the Qin residence to track down that spy."

Chen Yang asked in surprise, "A spy causing such a commotion?"

"If it were an ordinary spy, it wouldn't attract the attention of people in the martial arts world... But according to the information I've received, that spy is very likely a vampire!"

Master Huang said, “The Classic of Mountains and Seas records that there is a ghost in the Western Ridge. It looks like a human, with red eyes and protruding teeth. It hides during the day and comes out at night. It likes to eat human blood, and eating it can prolong life… This so-called ghost of the Western Ridge is a vampire!”

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