015 “Blessing from Heavenly Official” Chapter 14

☆、Chapter 14 The red clothes are better than the maple skin and the skin is as white as snow

His expression was joking, but he had an inexplicable and omniscient composure.Although he has the voice of a young man, his voice is slightly deeper than that of a boy of his age, and it is very beautiful.Xie Lian sat upright on the bullock cart, thought for a moment, and said: “The scene of blood raining on flowers seems to be extraordinary. My friend, can you tell me how it came about?”

To show respect, he still did not add the word “小” in front of his friend.The young man sat casually, put one arm on his propped up knee, adjusted the cuffs of his arrow sleeves, and said casually: “It’s not a big deal. It’s just that he once brought another ghost’s lair, and there was a rain of blood all over the mountain. When he was leaving, he saw a flower on the roadside, which was beaten miserably by the rain of blood, so he turned to the umbrella to block it.”

Xie Lian imagined the scene, and felt that there was an inexplicable elegance and tenderness in the bloody wind.He recalled the legend of the red-clothed ghost who burned down the Thirty-Three Temple with fire, and said with a smile: “Does this Huacheng often fight everywhere?”

The young man replied: “Not often, it depends on my mood.”

Xie Lian asked: “What kind of person was he before his death?”

The young man said: “He is definitely not a good person.”

Xie Lian asked: “What does he look like?”

After asking this question, the young man looked up at him, tilted his head, stood up, went to Xie Lian’s side, sat down side by side, and asked: “What do you think he should look like?”

Looking at him so closely, I felt that this young man was astonishingly handsome, and his beauty was vaguely offensive, like a sharp sword unsheathed, so eye-catching that people dared not look at him.After only staring at each other for a moment, Xie Lian felt a little overwhelmed. He tilted his head slightly and said: “Since it is a big ghost king, it can change its shape and have many different appearances.”

Seeing him turn his head, the young man raised an eyebrow and said, “Yeah. However, sometimes he still uses his true colors. Of course we are talking about him.”

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Xie Lian felt that the distance between the two seemed a bit far away, so he turned his face back and said: “Then I feel that he may be a young man like you.”

Hearing this, the young man’s lips curved slightly and he said, “Why?”

Xie Lian said: “No reason. You say whatever you want, and I think whatever you want. Everything is casual.”

The young man laughed twice and said, “Maybe? But he is blind in one eye.”

He tapped under his right eye and said, “This one.”

This statement is not unusual.Xie Lian had heard about it before.In some versions of the legend, Hua Cheng wears a black eyepatch over his right eye, covering his lost eye.Thanks for the pity: “Then do you know what’s going on with his eyes?”

The young man said: “Well, many people want to understand this question.”

Others want to know what caused Huacheng to lose his right eye. In fact, they want to know what Huacheng’s weakness is.Xie Lian asked this simply because he wanted to know.Before he answered, the young man said: “He dug it himself.”

Xie Lian was startled and said: “Why?”

The young man said: “Go crazy.”

… He went so crazy that he even gouged out his own eyes. Xie Lian became more and more curious about this ghost king in red who was raining blood on flowers.He didn’t expect it to be as simple as going crazy, but since he had said that, he didn’t think about the situation in more detail.He continued to ask: “What are the weaknesses of Huacheng?”

He didn’t expect the young man to answer this question at all, it was just a casual question.If Huacheng’s weaknesses could be known so easily, it wouldn’t be Huacheng.Unexpectedly, the young man answered without hesitation: “Ashes.”

If you can get the ashes of a ghost, you can exorcise the ghost.If the ghost does not obey the instructions and destroys the ashes, it will be destroyed both physically and mentally. This is common sense.However, this common sense may not mean much when it comes to Hua Cheng.Xie Lian smiled and said: “I’m afraid no one can get his ashes. Therefore, this weakness is equivalent to no weakness.”

The young man said: “Not necessarily. There is a situation where the ghost will take the initiative to give away the ashes.”

Xie Lian said: “Like when he challenged the thirty-three priests, hand it over as a bet?”

The young man sneered: “How could it be?”

Although he didn’t tell the whole story, Xie Lian could tell that he probably meant how could Huacheng lose.He said: “There is a custom in the ghost world. If a ghost chooses a person, it will entrust its ashes to that person.”

That is actually equivalent to handing your life into the hands of another person. Such deep love, what a touching story.Xie Lian said with great interest: “It turns out that there is such a passionate and sexual custom in the ghost world.”

The young man said: “Yes. But few dare to do it.”

Xie Lian expected the same.In the world, there are not only demons who deceive people’s hearts, but also humans who deceive demons. There will definitely be many uses and betrayals.He said: “It is indeed heartbreaking if you devote yourself so wholeheartedly only to end up with nothing but ashes.”

But the young man laughed and said: “What are you afraid of? If it were me and the ashes were sent out, would it be a matter of crushing the ashes or scattering them for fun?”

He smiled gratefully, and suddenly remembered that the two of them had been talking for so long, but they still didn’t know each other’s name, and asked: “What do you call this friend?”

The young man raised a hand to his eyebrows to block the burgundy sunset, and squinted his eyes, as if he didn’t like the sun very much.He said: “Me? I am the third eldest child in the family, and everyone calls me Saburo.”

He didn’t take the initiative to say his name, so Xie Lian didn’t ask any more questions and said, “My surname is Xie, and my last name is only the word “Lian”. Are you going to Bochi Village in this direction?”

Sanlang leaned back, leaning on the straw pile, resting his hands on his pillow, crossing his legs, and said, “I don’t know. I was walking around randomly.”

Hearing that there seemed to be something behind his words, he thanked him and said, “What’s the matter?”

Sanlang sighed and said leisurely: “I had a quarrel at home and was kicked out. I walked for a long time and had nowhere to go. I was so hungry that I almost fainted on the street today, so I just found a place to lie down.”

Although this young man’s clothes seemed casual, they were made of excellent materials. He also talked well and seemed to have a lot of leisure every day. He knew everything from looking at this to that. Xie Lian had already guessed that he was a young man from a wealthy family who came out to play.For a pampered young man to walk alone for such a long time, there must be a lot of hardships on the road, which Xie Lian is well aware of.Hearing that he was hungry, Xie Lian rummaged through the small baggage he had brought with him, and only found out a steamed bun. He was thankful that it was not hard yet, and said to him: “Want to eat?” The young man nodded, and Xie Lian gave him the steamed bun.Saburo looked at him and asked, “You don’t have any anymore?”

Thanks for the pity: “I’m okay, not too hungry.”

Sanlang pushed the steamed bun back to him and said, “I’m fine too.”

Seeing this, Xie Lian took it back, broke a steamed bun into two halves, handed him half, and said: “Then half for you and half for me.”

The young man took it over and sat side by side with him, eating the buns together.Seeing him sitting next to him, taking a bite of the steamed bun, he seemed a bit obedient for no reason. Xie Lian always felt that he had been wronged somewhere.

The ox cart was dragging slowly on the undulating mountain road. As the sun gradually set, the two of them sat in the cart and chatted.The more we chatted with Xie Lian, the more I realized that this was really a strange young man.Although he is young, there is a look of disdain in his gestures and words. He is calm and unhurried, as if there is nothing in heaven and earth that he does not know, and there is nothing that can trouble him. Xie Lian feels that he knows a lot, and he is young and mature.And sometimes, he will show the fun of young people.Xie Lian said that he was the master of Bodhisattva Temple, and he said: “Bodhisattva Temple? It sounds like there are a lot of Bodhisattva temples to eat. I like it. Who is the offering to?”

When asked about this big-headed question again, Xie Lian coughed lightly and said, “Prince Xianle. You probably don’t know.”

The young man smiled slightly, but before he could speak, suddenly, the body of the ox cart shook violently.

The two of them swayed for a while, and Xie Lian was worried that the young man would fall, so he suddenly reached out and grabbed him.Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched Saburo, the young man seemed to be burned by a hot object and suddenly threw his hand away.

Although the expression on his face only changed slightly, Xie Lian still noticed it and wondered whether this young man actually hated him?But it was clear that we had a lot of fun chatting along the way.But at this time, there was no time to think too much.He stood up and said, “What’s going on?”

The old man driving the bullock cart said: “I don’t know what’s going on! Old Huang, why don’t you leave? Come on!”

At this time, the sun has set, twilight has fallen, and the ox cart is in the mountains and forests again, and everything is dim.The old scalper stopped where he was, refusing to leave despite his strong temper. No matter how much the old man urged him, it was useless. He wanted to bury his head in the ground, mooed, and his tail was as handsome as a whip.Xie Lian saw something was wrong and was about to jump out of the car. Suddenly, the old man pointed forward and shouted.

In front of the mountain road, I saw many green flames burning faintly in the east and west.A group of people in white clothes held their heads and walked slowly towards this side.

Seeing this, Xie Lian immediately said: “Protect!”

Ruoye slipped out of his wrist and flew around the cart, forming a suspended circle in mid-air, protecting three people and one animal.Xie Lian turned around and asked, “What day is today?”

Before the old man could answer, the young man answered from behind him: “Zhongyuan.”

In July and a half, the door to hell opens.He didn’t look at the date when he went out, and today happened to coincide with the Hungry Ghost Festival!

Xie Lian said in a deep voice: “Don’t wander around. You’re in trouble today. If you go astray, you won’t be able to come back.”

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