Chapter 45: The Yellow-skinned King of the God's Tomb
Chapter 45: The Yellow-skinned King of the God's Tomb
It is indeed a good show.
A big drama.
Following the girl's command, the curtain opened on the stage.
Soon after, Chen Huangpi saw more familiar faces.
They were the monks brought by the Twelfth Lady at that time.
They all had pale faces and were dressed in colorful costumes, and they really started singing on the stage in front of all the evil people.
The voice was mournful and melodious.
The sheng, dan, jing, mo and chou actors take turns to appear on stage.
The evil people in the audience were all silent and watched silently.
Only the distorted figure sitting in the temple clapped and cheered from time to time.
The brass oil lamp looked mesmerizing.
"It looks good, I love watching it!"
“Why can’t I watch this?”
Chen Huangpi just felt uneasy.
It was the first time he watched a play in his life, and it was so absurd and bizarre that he felt it was completely meaningless.
The brass oil lamp said, "You are still young and cannot appreciate it. When you are older, you will find it interesting, Ah Gui, don't you think so?"
"But I can't stand it like the Master."
The soul-seeking ghost said, "These monks seem to be performing, but they are actually dead a long time ago. They are just a shell. The real performer is an evil being. They are just being controlled by the evil being to make corresponding movements and mouth shapes."
“That’s why it looks so good!”
The brass oil lamp was gloating. These monks were also shameless at that time. Chen Huangpi rode on it and used real fire to lead the way, and they followed secretly behind without even saying thank you.
He deserves this outcome.
Even those few remnants of the people knew to call him "little young master".
Chen Huangpi listened to the words of the soul-seeking ghost and the brass oil lamp and looked carefully.
That's really the case.
All the monks looked like living people, except that their skin was pale and their chests did not rise or fall.
Obviously he had died long ago.
The most important thing is that there are some silk threads wearing on the shadows under their feet.
It was as if there was an invisible pair of hands controlling the bodies of these monks through their shadows.
Chen Huangpi also gloated and said: "What kind of opera is this? I think it's a shadow play!"
This time, he looked into it instead.
The more I watch, the more interesting it becomes.
That's how kids are, they like new things.
If you ask him to listen to an opera, he won't be able to listen.
But if you tell him that these performers are shadow puppets controlled by humans.
Instead, he became interested.
Until the end of the play, Chen Huangpi was completely fascinated.
Sudden.
The girl shouted, "The mountain god has ordered us to be rewarded!"
The next second, the skins of the monks on the stage all exploded, turning into pieces of flesh and blood, and flew towards all the evil spirits.
There is one for each evil.
The flesh was wriggling, the texture was clearly visible, and it was pink and tender like beef.
All the evil was swallowed up.
Including the mutated statue, throw it directly into the bloody mouth on its chest and chew it together with the god.
A yellowish halo as thin as a cicada's wing flashed across its body.
The big hole on the top of his head also healed a little bit.
Seeing this, Chen Huangpi couldn't help but secretly thought: "The Yellow Peril is so arrogant. The flesh and blood it gives seems to be a great tonic for evil spirits. If I were not an evil spirit, I would probably be impressed by its arrogance."
At this time.
The girl suddenly said to Chen Huangpi, "The mountain god has just come here, and he has prepared a big show for you and given you rewards. You watched the show but didn't move. Could it be that you don't like the mountain god's rewards?"
As soon as these words came out.
Chen Huangpi was suddenly speechless.
The girl pressed on, walked up to him and said coldly, "If you don't eat, you'll be disrespectful to the mountain god."
The big-headed evil monster also said, "Big evil monster, eat it! It's delicious!"
All the evil things were looking at Chen Huangpi.
It seemed as if if he didn't eat, he would have an attack on the spot.
The brass oil lamp said, "Benjia, eat it. Anyway, you are already evil enough. Just think of it as eating beef."
"You forgot, I don't eat beef."
He dismissed the brass oil lamp with a casual remark.
Chen Huangpi said to the girl, "The mountain god invited me to watch a play, and I enjoyed it very much. The mountain god gave me rewards, but I cannot eat them."
“Why can’t I eat it?”
“Because I’m not hungry.”
"Why aren't you hungry?"
"Not hungry means not hungry."
Chen Huangpi lied.
In fact, he was already hungry, but the medical classics said that human flesh was also a kind of medicine.
Three-drug.
He was afraid of being poisoned, so he refused to eat it.
At this moment, the door of the temple suddenly opened and a dark and hoarse voice sounded.
"It's so evil and weird. I'm sorry to make you laugh!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the girl suddenly flew backwards towards the temple gate.
"Lord Mountain God, please spare my life..."
The temple gate closed, followed by a series of teeth-grinding screams and chewing sounds.
Then, the voice of the Yellow Peril was heard again.
"This is my first visit here, and I invite you all to watch my show. You are all my distinguished guests, but this girl is using me to show off my power and even dares to be disrespectful to the evil. She deserves to die without a burial place."
Every word of the Yellow Peril is spot on.
It really touched the hearts of some smart, talking evil creatures.
"Mr. Huang is really wise."
"You are so evil, Master Huang has vented his anger for you!"
Chen Huangpi said nothing.
It wasn't the first time he had seen the yellow peril.
That girl is just a puppet of the Yellow Peril.
After death, you can be resurrected with just a thought.
How can this be considered as venting one's anger?
Even what the little girl said was manipulated by the Yellow Peril.
Chen Huangpi snorted in his heart, "This Yellow Peril underestimated me and wanted to play the game of courtesy and respect. He must want to take me as his dog, but I am so smart, how could I be fooled?"
Sure enough, Mr. Huang spoke again immediately afterwards.
"So that you all know, the reason why this god came here, in addition to rewards, is to share blessings with you." "Humph, I don't believe it."
Chen Huangpi was disdainful in his heart, he had already seen through the trick.
The Yellow Peril must have ulterior motives, and the blessings it talks about might actually be retribution for misfortune.
However, it had only recently turned into the Yellow Peril, so how could it know where the evil spirits were gathering?
Moreover, it is already a disaster, so why bother to perform this drama in every possible way?
next second.
Yellow Peril's words cleared up his confusion.
"I'm afraid you have all seen this great evil god. I know him well."
Chen Huangpi suddenly realized.
Yes, both the Fox Mountain God and the Yellow Peril were created by Xu Qingshan, and there is a mutated statue in the Fox Mountain God’s memory.
Of course there is also the Yellow Peril.
At this time, the brass oil lamp sneered: "It is flattering itself."
Chen Huangpi asked: "How do you know?"
"I am like this too, how could I not know?"
The brass oil lamp said disdainfully: "The mutant statue is at least enshrined in the Jingxian Temple. It is a defective product that has not even been transformed into a god by Huang Yi's lamp oil. Even if it has become the Yellow Peril, the mutant statue will not be interested in it. It is just boasting."
Upon hearing this, Chen Huangpi glanced at the mutated statue.
Sure enough, the mutant statue seemed to have never even looked at the Yellow Peril and was staring at him the whole time.
His eyes were fierce and filled with deep malice.
It's like eating it raw.
See, this is how you look at your family.
However, the evil ones just fall for the Yellow Peril.
The Yellow Peril said so, and they believed it.
Everyone listened attentively.
Huang Huo continued, "The Great Evil God told me that there is a tomb of gods in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. It is located at the junction of the underworld and the human world. You can only enter it a few days before or after the earth dragon turns over. However..."
At this point, Huang Huo kept the secret a secret and said to Chen Huangpi, "Let the evil spirit know that this time the earth dragon has ended, but the God Burial Tomb has not returned to the connection between the underworld and the human world."
"This god is a great evil spirit with the ability to speak human language and is extremely intelligent. I wonder if he has a name for himself?"
"What's your name?"
Chen Huangpi thought for a moment and said, "I don't have a nickname for myself, but you reminded me, so I'll call myself Huangpi King."
"..."
The Yellow Peril remained silent, not knowing whether the Yellow King did it on purpose or not.
Its true form is the weasel mountain god.
The weasel is also called the yellow skin.
So it calls itself the Yellow Peril, while Chen Huangpi calls himself the Yellow Pi King.
Wouldn't this be an attempt to suppress it?
Originally, it had already thought about what to say next, nothing more than whether this great evil creature existed, or what it called itself.
It would naturally say: Is the Great Evil God satisfied with this self-title? I think we should add the word "calamity" to it.
But now, it no longer has this intention.
"Forget it, I will just tolerate this yellow-skinned king for a while. When I accomplish something great, it won't be too late to kill it."
When Yellow Peril thought of this, he refused to pay attention to Chen Huangpi and shouted to the other evil spirits: "This god wants to open the tomb of the buried gods, take their good fortune as a blessing, and let the evil spirits in the Hundred Thousand Mountains have a chance to turn into disasters."
After saying that, streams of light instantly flew out from the temple and hovered in front of the evil figures.
It was a piece of yellow soil the size of a grain of rice.
"After ten days, rub it into a pulp, and the dust will show you the direction."
Chen Huangpi accepted the yellow earth grains. Although he had no interest in them, all the other evil spirits had accepted them. It would seem out of place if he didn't accept them.
When Yellow Peril saw this, he was immediately satisfied.
"I have to go somewhere else. I will meet you at the grave of the dead in ten days."
The Yellow Peril came quickly and left quickly.
In the blink of an eye, the puppets carried its temple away.
Chen Huangpi thought that the Yellow Peril must be going to another place where evil spirits gathered and repeating the incident once more.
It's so bad that it even deceives evil spirits!
Upon seeing this, the other evil spirits also dispersed.
The show is over.
Chen Huangpi had no interest in staying any longer.
He stood up and left, but a rumbling sound was heard behind him.
It's the mutated statue.
"Chen Huangpi, it's following you, hurry up, we won't have to be so restrained once we get out of the cave."
"I know."
Chen Huangpi was anxious, so he quickened his pace a little.
But the mutated statue kept following him closely, as if it had him in its grasp.
After leaving the stage.
We arrived at the street where we had exchanged things with the evil spirits before.
The street is very wide, and some evil spirits are still gathered here and have not left.
Among them, there was the evil figure that kept changing.
"Hurry, go back."
The voice of the soul-seeking ghost sounded at the right time, and said nervously: "If you go over, it will transform into your true form, and something bad will happen."
Chen Huangpi saw the evil.
Except, it’s right in the middle of the road ahead.
No matter which way you go, you have to walk past it. It took a long detour to get around it before.
But now, the mutated statue has blocked Chen Huangpi's retreat.
It was like it was chasing its prey.
How did Chen Huangpi turn around and go around?
However, all the evil attention on this street was attracted by the fast-walking Chen Huangpi and the mutated statue.
Being watched by a pair of eyes.
Chen Huangpi suddenly felt uneasy and had to bite the bullet and move forward.
The brass lamp cried out, "We can go no further."
Chen Huangpi not only did not stop, but walked even faster.
He mobilized the endless supply of energy between his kidneys.
Tai Sui's demon-slaying sword energy had gathered at his fingertips.
He wants to kill this evil.
But at this moment, the evil suddenly disappeared into the air, as if it had never appeared.
"It didn't disappear. An invisible evil walked past it."
The soul-seeking ghost reminded.
Chen Huangpi called out, "Huang Er, Ah Gui, where is it now?"
"at your side."
The next second, an extremely strange figure suddenly appeared beside Chen Huangpi.
The figure was very small, curled up like a placenta in the mother's womb.
Golden and black marks appeared all over his body. Those marks seemed to be alive, twisting and changing, as if to form some kind of words.
(End of this chapter)