sinovels Chapter 708: The Ghost King’s Dream
Chapter 708: The Ghost King’s Dream
Chapter 708: The Ghost King’s Dream
Although the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe was rebellious and did not obey the jurisdiction of the Yue Mansion, and had the ambition to sneak into the human world to become king, he did have some kindness towards the Ghost Concubine and the ghosts.
Gong Mengbi did not threaten him with himself, but started from the devil and the devil concubine, and finally made him waver.
The situation was hopeless, and all struggles were in vain. The plan of the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe was coerced by the Five Divine Powers, and it also collapsed along with the Five Divine Powers' cause.
If he continued to be stubborn at this time, he would only bring trouble upon himself. Although he himself was not afraid of punishment, the devil's concubine could not bear such torture.
Thinking of this, the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe asked, "What message do you want to bring?"
There was no need to ask who the message was for, because the only ones who needed him to deliver the message at this time were the Ghost Concubine and the Ghost Demon.
Gong Mengbi said: "Send a few words to your beloved concubine."
A wisp of incense rose straight into the sky, and the entire cell was shrouded in mist.
Gong Mengbi placed the small golden incense burner in front of the Ghost King of the Juliu Tribe. The Ghost King of the Juliu Tribe smelled the fragrance, and his spirits were lifted, and his expression relaxed a little.
"Mrs. Yan——"
He called out in a long voice, and the sound was transmitted layer by layer in the fog, as if it had passed through the void and spanned the two worlds of yin and yang.
The little ghost in the clay jar in the corner of the cell was also calling out, and his ghost language overlapped with that of the ghost king of the Juliu tribe.
"Mrs. Yan——"
Gong Mengbi squinted his eyes and watched the fragrance from the small golden stove slowly flowing. He built a dream through the connection between the Ghost King and the Ghost Concubine of the Juliu tribe.
Prince Wu's Mansion.
The candlelight in Madam Chen's bedroom flickered without wind. Madam Chen, who was sleeping peacefully, had her eyes trembling as she sank into a dream.
In the dream, the poor deceased husband was hacked apart by swords and axes, entangled in chains, and pierced by spikes. He said in a worried voice: "Niang Yan, I have been captured by the Yue family. My sins are too great. The torture is hard to relieve. It is so painful."
Madam Chen was trembling all over. She looked at the body of the ghost king of the Juliu tribe and kept crying. She reached out and stroked his green body, saying, "My king, what should I do? What should I do?"
The ghost king of the Juliu tribe could not move, but just looked at her gently and said, "I am not afraid of being punished, but I am afraid that I will cause you to suffer this disaster after you die."
Madam Chen was so frightened that she trembled and said, "Your Majesty! Please save me!"
The Ghost King of the Juliu tribe said, "I can't save you. You have to accumulate merit to save yourself. Right now, the immortals of the Yue Mansion want to eliminate the troubles of Wutong, and they need your help. Don't refuse."
Madam Chen shook her head and said, "I dare not refuse."
The ghost king of the Juliu tribe said: "You enjoy the prosperity and wealth of the world, but you must not be greedy for the world and fail to distinguish between the important and the unimportant."
"For us, death is not the end, but the beginning."
The dream shattered, and Mrs. Chen suddenly opened her eyes, gasping for breath as if she was drowning. She stretched out her hand again and felt tears on her face.
She was lost in thought and sighed, "My king, my king, are you here to look for me? Are you really here to look for me?"
She put on a piece of clothing and got off the bed. She went to the dressing table and took out a gold pendant from the interlayer. The pendant was as round as a ball. She held it in her hand, with indescribable thoughts in her eyes.
The dream seemed to be still before her eyes, yet it seemed to have already gone far away. Madam Chen calmed down and thought to herself, "If there are immortals or gods coming here, I will definitely ask them to show leniency to you."
In Yue Mansion, the immortal god had already put away the small golden furnace and said, "I didn't expect the Ghost King to be such a romantic."
The Ghost King of the Juliu tribe shook his head and said, "Why is the Sky Fox teasing me?"
After a pause, he asked again: "Why didn't you send a dream to my son, but to Yan Niang?"
Gong Mengbi looked at the Ghost King of Juliu tribe in surprise and said, "He is now the third son of the King of Wu and the Prince of Linchuan. How can you, a prisoner of the Yue Mansion, persuade him?"
The Ghost King of the Juliu tribe was stunned for a moment, and said, "My son once asked the Five-Directions God and the Great Immortal Jinting to come to the Netherworld Ghost Mist to save me. It is obvious that he cares about the father-son relationship. How could he not persuade them?"
Gong Mengbi said with a hint of meaning: "The ghost was reborn in the human world. Although he is the spirit conceived by you and the ghost concubine, he is the flesh and blood of the King of Wu. He has never been to the underworld, so how can he know the power of the Yue Mansion?"
The Ghost King of the Juliu tribe had already vaguely understood something, and he sighed and said, "Please show mercy to him."
Gong Mengbi laughed and said, "It's not that I showed mercy to his men, it's that he showed mercy to me."
He squatted in the corner and looked at the small jars stacked one on top of the other. He picked one at random and said, "Dapan, I'll take one away as a keepsake."
Liu Dapan waved his hand and said, "Take it away, but be careful not to lose it. After all, this is a little ghost created by the Ghost King's magical power. It is still a ghost, and it also has some of the Ghost King's spiritual thoughts."
Gong Mengbi glanced at the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe and said, "He is a smart man."
The ghost king of the Juliu tribe closed his eyes and didn't want to pay attention to them.
Liu Dapan stepped forward and pulled out the soul-suppressing nail from the forehead of the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe. The Ghost King's eyes bulged out, and before he could even scream, it was as if his soul had been taken away. He drooped his head and fell into a deep sleep.
Gong Mengbi praised: "What a wonderful design."
Liu Dapan was somewhat proud and said, "If these guys are not kept under close watch, it will be a disaster if they slip away."
Gong Mengbi said: "The burden of being a judge is very heavy."
Liu Dapan said: "I am enjoying it."
The two looked at each other and laughed.
After resigning from Liu Dapan, Gong Mengbi discussed with Yu He the future development of Ximashan. He transformed into Ma Qingji's appearance again and woke up from the quiet room in the Owl Pavilion.
Ma Qingji stretched out his hand and tapped the Peach Branch Ghost Sword lightly, and the evil ghosts and evil spirits in the room rushed into the peach branches with a roar.
He sat on the cloud bed and opened the clay jar he brought out from Yue Mansion. He saw a little ghost as thin as a stick lying in the jar.
When the talisman on the lid was removed, the little ghost opened his eyes and looked at Ma Qingji, then suddenly turned into a cold wind and pounced on Ma Qingji, biting his neck.
Ma Qingji stretched out his hand and caught the little devil, then touched his forehead, leaving a mark of the bright moon.
The little ghost immediately became respectful, and he bowed down before Ma Qingji, saying, "Master Immortal."
Ma Qingji asked, "Are you a fat ghost?"
The little ghost said, "It is the little ghost."
Fat ghosts are born from excessive vitality, which can disrupt balance. However, the most common use is to use them as backup firewood, storing the excess vitality in the fat ghost for emergency use.
When the Immortal Jin Ting went to rescue the Ghost King of the Juliu tribe, the Ghost King turned the fat ghost into an oil lamp, burning the divine fire of King Tongji.
It was precisely because of this contact and fate that Gong Mengbi chose him as a token of his love and took him out of the Yue Mansion.
But the fat ghost couldn't recognize him.
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(End of this chapter)