These half-demons are actually people from a thousand years ago.
A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the beautiful double-eyed woman, Huo Yu, while the Yellow Eyebrow Monk beside her frowned, deep in thought.
Zhang Kui glanced at the two of them, expressionless.
Could it be that they don’t know about the Underworld and the Divine Strange Pearl?
Recollections from the past flashed by, and Zhang Kui suddenly understood.
He thought that after so much contact, the Underworld was rely a common secret that everyone would know upon reaching a certain level.
But he forgot that the girl Fu Yu and the Celestial River Water Mansion had close ties, and Manzudia was the Shaman Saintess; the Shamanism had already prostrated before the Grassland Blood Sea Forbidden Land.
The information about the Underworld all ca from the Demon Evil Forbidden Area.
And as for the Divine Strange Pearl.
Tianji Zi went to great lengths to hide it, even risking the future of the National Guardian True Man; fighting fiercely at the Stone Man Tomb and General’s Tomb, how could it be a common object?
Over there, the half-demon trapped in illusion had misty eyes full of mories, still recounting.
"Mother, Great Yu is in complete chaos, the feudal lords are dividing the land, and so Demon Ministers and State Preceptors have started feasting on people, with the forbidden areas battling each other, causing endless suffering..."
"His Majesty wants us to secretly go to a place, said to preserve Great Yu’s fortune... that place..."
As he spoke, the half-demon seed to rember sothing, fear suddenly filled his eyes, his face twisted, veins bulging on his forehead, and he murmured, "They’re all dead, everything’s perished..."
"No, I’ve been to the Underworld, you’re not my Mother!"
Imdiately, the half-demon started struggling desperately, and his eyes gradually cleared up.
Zhang Kui frowned, taking advantage of the half-demon’s daze, suddenly asked loudly:
"Where are your accomplices hiding?"
"The Star Lord is dead, Mid-Autumn Good..."
Just halfway through, the half-demon suddenly beca clear-headed, looked around, and instantly understood.
He imdiately gritted his teeth to self-destruct, only to find his blood veins restrained by Talisman Nails.
Seeing no escape, the half-demon glanced venomously at everyone, "Astronomical Bureau... the millennium calamity has co, Great Zhou cannot escape, Great Yu cannot escape, and the Qian Dynasty is destined for doom!"
Zhang Kui’s eyes flashed with a hint of evil Qi, he snorted coldly,
"I just don’t get it, you once defended humanity, why cause trouble now?"
The half-demon’s eyes showed a hint of mockery,
"Humanity... in our hearts, there’s only Great Yu, for the things Li Wuji did, we hate not devouring his flesh and blood"
After speaking, he closed his eyes tightly, refusing to speak further.
Emperor Qianyuan?
What did this guy do to invite such hatred...
Just as he was pondering, the Yellow Eyebrow Monk beside him seed to recall sothing, his eyes filled with uncertainty, he looked at the beautiful double-eyed woman, Huo Yu, and said in a deep voice: "Don’t let this man die, old monk must enter the palace at once."
Then, he looked at Zhang Kui,
"Donor Zhang, this matter is not trivial, a careless move could bring fatal disaster, you must not reveal this to anyone, and have nothing more to do with the Demon Star Pavilion matter!"
Zhang Kui was taken aback, then chuckled,
"Fine, as the senior wishes."
After leaving the Astronomical Bureau, the sky was already dark, Zhang Kui rode on the Fatty Tiger with a furrowed brow.
It seems this Yellow Eyebrow Monk knows sothing, indeed, Emperor Qianyuan is mysteriously extraordinary, he must know about the Underworld, perhaps even leaving sothing behind.
And, as the half-demon ntioned, "Mid-Autumn Good..."
Mid-Autumn should be the Mid-Autumn Festival, by then one could enter the Underworld with the Divine Strange Pearl, Good... should be Longqing Square, Elder Huayan said there’s a market for cultivators to trade.
Are the other half-demons hiding there, or eting at Longqing Square during the Mid-Autumn Festival?
The layers of mystery were a headache, Zhang Kui shook his head and decided not to think about it, after all, every secret has its ti to erge into the light of day.
Right at that mont, the Fatty Tiger beneath him spoke resentfully:
"Taoist, today is the Lantern Festival, aren’t we here to eat and enjoy the bustle."
Zhang Kui was taken aback, then laughed heartily:
"Indeed, indeed, nothing’s more important than eating, let’s go!"
In the previous life, there was a poet who described the Lantern Festival Night: "Nine streets linked by lantern shadows, thousands of doors crossing moonlight. The city turns out with treasures riding, and fragrant cars circle the roads..."
Just a festival, Zhang Kui originally didn’t care, but now finds the thousand years of prosperity of the Qian Dynasty to have a unique flavor.
The streets of Haojing are, of course, not as wide as the gacities of his past life, but when the whole street is filled with lanterns, even the pavilions and towers lit with lanterns, it turns instantly into an endless night.
The crowd of smiling people, bringing their families along, ford a dense flow of people; small children sat on their fathers’ shoulders, devouring candied gourds.
There were Jianghu perforrs spitting fire, playing with guns, joking with monkeys, and walking dogs; each exciting mont drew resounding applause.
Scholars shaking their heads while guessing lantern riddles under the lights, each prize from the shopkeeper drawing praise from those around.
Amidst the bustling city life, Zhang Kui leisurely wandered, eagerly sampling the street snacks.
A beautiful Lotus Lantern Car passed by, with the courtesan on it scattering petals while singing and dancing gracefully, Zhang Kui blended into the crowd, whistling freely, unable to suppress a joyous smile on his face...
Unknowingly, he arrived at the Canal Bridge.
The city was ablaze with lights, a painting boat on the river had singing maidens, a bright moon reflected in the river, recalling past life, Zhang Kui patted the tiger head, unable to resist sighing: "Who first saw the moon by the riverbank, and in what year did the river moon first shine on people..."
"I didn’t expect, Taoist friend, you have such poetic talent!"
Manzudia appeared beside him at so point, though disguised as an ordinary woman, even changing her facial shape, her voice remained hoarse and alluring.
Zhang Kui chuckled, "I heard a scholar recite that, Old Zhang doesn’t have such ability, have you been in the Capital City these past two days?"
Manzudia nodded, "These past two days yielded nothing, unexpectedly, Taoist Friend Zhang captured a live one as soon as you arrived."
Zhang Kui raised an eyebrow, "Are you complaining about ?"
Manzudia rolled her eyes, "I admire Taoist Friend’s straightforwardness, does Taoist Friend really think Dija is soone who is unreasonable?"
She said, shaking her head slightly, "The Demon Star Pavilion has infiltrated Haojing, sooner or later the Qian Court will get involved, as long as the map does not fall into the hands of the demons, that’s what matters."
"Moreover, my sect’s followers have secretly co to assist, this ti I really ca to bid farewell."
Zhang Kui nodded and cupped his hands: "Take care, until we et again!"
Manzudia looked deeply at Zhang Kui, "Brother Dao... you are too blunt, you won’t find a Dao companion."
Zhang Kui chuckled, "Well... still okay."
Manzudia’s face turned black, "Farewell!"
After speaking, she turned and left, gradually disappearing into the crowd...
Zhang Kui chuckled, unconcerned.
Although he didn’t ask, Manzudia focused on finding the map, she must already have a Divine Strange Pearl.
He also had one, if the Qian Imperial Family had one too, gathering them together would indeed be trouble.
Uncertain of what those demon forbidden areas might do...
Thinking of this, he slightly shook his head, patted the tiger’s head, "Silly thing, let’s go, head ho."
Fatty Tiger chuckled, "Taoist, did you forget sothing?"
"Oh, forgot, that foolish scholar is still left in the shop..."
...
anwhile, in the Imperial Palace’s Seven Stars Tower, the incense wafting lightly, the lights brilliant, all guards and palace maids were forbidden to approach.
Qian Emperor Li Geng stood at the window with his hands behind his back, slowly took his gaze back, turned around, and shook his head slightly: "Today is the Lantern Festival, I wanted to celebrate with the people... are those people really back from the Underworld?"
The Yellow Eyebrow Monk’s eyes moved slightly, bowing his head he said, "Indeed, I am certain."
Emperor Li Geng hesitated for a long ti, then turned to the other side, "State Preceptor, what do you think?"
True Man Lu, who seed to have been sleeping, slightly opened his eyes, "The last will of Emperor Yuan, the fall of Great Zhou and Yu all relate to the Underworld, the descendants are forbidden to investigate."
Li Geng’s eyes flashed with a hint of unwillingness, "But the people of the Demon Star Pavilion live, avoiding grain yet enjoying a thousand years of longevity, perhaps, the Immortal Path is real."
True Man Lu closed his eyes and spoke no further.
The Yellow Eyebrow Monk glanced at True Man Lu, lowering his head into silence.
Emperor Li Geng seeing this, suddenly smiled bitterly, "It is I who is greedy, let’s order it, seal off all news, no one is to ntion it again."
The Yellow Eyebrow Monk imdiately accepted the order and left.
Emperor Li Geng returned to the Imperial Study, ordering the guards to stand outside, no one was to approach.
He remained silent for a long ti before suddenly a yellowed and decaying booklet appeared in his hand, the words "Imperial Extre Scripture" faintly visible on it.
"All liars!"
Emperor Li Geng suddenly burst into anger, tearing the booklet apart, his eyes filled with gloom, a sinister smile on his lips,
"Li Wuji, State Preceptor, do you all think I’m a fool..."
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