Chapter 182 181. Killing the Yellow Spring (Subscribe!)
The tomb keeper's voice echoed in the government office.

There were rumbling sounds, as if bursts of thunder were exploding.

After hearing what the tomb keeper said, Xu Qing realized that the events in Fengyang County were by no means simple and had already involved the "roots" of Dasheng.

But even so, he still had to ask: "What exactly is wrong with Fengyang Prefecture?"

The tomb keeper stared at Xu Qing, and Xu Qing looked back without fear.

"There's something wrong with the imperial mausoleum." The mausoleum keeper was silent for a moment, then said, "We need to perform a sacrifice to stabilize this dragon vein node."

"The imperial tomb was flooded? Monsters were causing chaos?" Xu Qing asked.

"With the Kang Jinlong lineage of the Arctic Exorcism Institute guarding the imperial mausoleum, as well as us tomb keepers, do you think a mere flood and monster can affect the imperial mausoleum?" The tomb keeper snorted.

"What's the problem?"

"The location of the imperial mausoleum is the best location for feng shui, but someone took advantage of the flood and used his magical powers to change the layout of the imperial mausoleum, turning it from a lucky site into a dangerous one!"

"What kind of feng shui pattern has been changed to?"

"Go to hell if you kill someone!" the tomb keeper said in a deep voice.

"Murderous people go to hell?" Xu Qing muttered and looked at Ning Fang beside him.

He didn't know much about Feng Shui. It was a mysterious and obscure art with many changes. It would take more than three years to master it.

What's more, his practice time was short and he spent most of his time on refining his essence and qi, so he had no time to take care of too many other things.

"Uncle Junior Master, these are the Eight Yellow Springs Evils, also known as the Eight Yellow Springs Evils. They are divided into two rounds of life and death."

The book on the evolution of sutras in Ning Fang's body revealed knowledge about this pattern.

"The life situation is auspicious, and the death situation is ominous. This death situation is called the 'murderous Yellow Spring', which is an extremely ominous Feng Shui pattern."

"The eight paths of the Yellow Springs evil spirit refer to the four officials of Yin, Shen, Si, and Hai, and the four tombs of Chen, Xu, Chou, and Wei."

"Among the Yellow Springs, 'the tomb is backwashing' is the most ominous sign. And 'the murderous Yellow Spring' just reflects this point."

"When setting up the bureau, the water city is reversed, the water from the tomb and reservoir is collected into the hall, but it flows out from the Linguan, causing the ominous sign of the tomb and reservoir rushing back to the Linguan."

"As the saying goes, Qian, Kun, Gen, and Xun are the four Yellow Springs, and when evil stars appear one after another, weep for the heavens!"

"How can this situation be solved?"

Ning Fang shook his head: "Uncle Junior Master, this is beyond my ability."

Xu Qing originally thought that this was a flood that broke the dam and submerged the entire city, but he didn't expect that the flood was just to tamper with the feng shui pattern of the imperial tomb.

"Now you know why we have to resort to such a desperate measure?" At this moment, the suspended official seal suddenly released the national destiny and condensed into the figure of Ye Shian.

Just now his incarnation was shattered by the royal cat, and his soul was shaken. He has only recovered now.

"You are not in this city?" Xu Qing glanced over.

Having said that, Ye Shian might as well explain it more thoroughly:
"When problems arose in the Imperial Mausoleum, all officials in Fengyang Prefecture who were able to boost the country's destiny were transferred to the Imperial Mausoleum to suppress the Yellow Springs Evil."

“So as we walked along, we saw that all the villages, towns and counties were destroyed by the flood. It turned out that the people who were supposed to defend the city were not there.”

"No, what about those aristocratic families?" Xu Qing thought of the aristocratic families in various cities.

Fengyang is the place where the dragon rises. There are almost no big families and no sects or gangs. No one dares to develop too much power here.

Therefore, the government has strong control over Fengyang Prefecture.

But some small families should have cultivators who can stand up and resist this flood.

Ye Shian chuckled: "Except for Fengyang County, the people in other villages and towns were left behind to serve as blood food to delay the water monsters."

Xu Qing's eyes narrowed, and Ning Fang and the other two also had expressions of disbelief.

Ning She couldn't help but speak up: "The people respect you as their parents! How can you treat them like this?"

If he was asked to manipulate the people to perform ancient human sacrifices in order to strengthen the country's fortunes in response to the sudden changes in the feng shui of the imperial mausoleum and the erosion of the extremely dangerous structure, although he also found it difficult to accept, he could understand it.

After all, extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures.

But he really couldn't accept and understand the idea of ​​using the common people as blood food to delay the water demon clan.

"Parents?" Ye Shian said with a smile: "Since they are my parents, then isn't it reasonable for me to let them die?"

"As the saying goes, if the father wants the son to die, the son has to die."

"You!" Ning She was furious.

"Pedantic!" Ye Shian sneered: "This is a necessary sacrifice! If the dragon veins and earth energy are disturbed, the country will fall into decline."

"What if the Great Sheng falls apart and the chaos engulfs millions of people in the world? What should we do then?"

Ning She's face flushed red.

I want to refute, but I don’t know how to refute.

"It's a necessary sacrifice." Xu Qing said in a deep voice, "It's just a way to avoid putting in the effort."

"Or maybe he just doesn't want to be held responsible for failing to protect the mausoleum!"

"The entire Fengyang area was wiped out. The deaths of civilians and the destroyed villages, towns and counties can all be blamed on the water monsters."

"But if the imperial mausoleum is lost, you, the prefect of Fengyang Prefecture, will probably be punished severely!"

Ye Shian sneered repeatedly and did not give a direct answer: "If you were in my position, you would choose the same approach."

Xu Qing shook his head: "Fengyang is under the jurisdiction of Nandu, and Yangzhou Prefecture is Nandu in the past. If we in Yangzhou Prefecture notice any changes in Fengyang, we can rush here in just one or two hours."

"The Southern Capital has six ministries, and one of the Five Lords is in charge. If they knew that the situation in Fengyang was so bad, wouldn't they send people over?"

Ye Shian put away the sneer on his face, and his whole face became so gloomy that it seemed like water seemed to be dripping out of it.

"If I were in your position, I don't know what I would do." Xu Qing glanced at Ye Shian and the tomb keeper who had turned into a stone statue.

"But we don't need to talk so much between each other, right?"

"You've spoken out the truth so frankly. Do you mean you didn't want us to leave here alive from the beginning?"

The words fell.

Ye Shian suddenly jumped up, holding the official seal in his hand. His majestic official luck surged out and turned into a big hand to grab Xu Qing.

at the same time.

The tomb keeper who had turned into a stone statue next to Ye Shian opened his hands wide, and the body of the stone statue shattered into pieces.

Golden light emanated from the cracks, and the golden body constructed by incense was liberated.

With a loud rumbling sound, the stone statue suddenly swelled up in the wind, broke through the government office, and turned into a three-meter-tall golden god.

The golden-bodied deity had a pair of extremely cold golden eyes. He raised his huge foot and stepped towards Xu Qing and the others.

Faced with the sudden attack from Ye Shian and the tomb keeper, Xu Qing's mind moved, and four of his own guardian gods appeared in front of him.

The Jiazi God wielded the axe to split mountains and break peaks, and its extremely sharp aura cut through Ye Shian's waving hand.

The Ding Hai God turned the colored glaze mirror in his hand, and the light from the mirror froze Ye Shian.

Ding Chou waved the Ruyi Trident and poked at the huge foot of the golden-bodied god.

The Jiaxu God jumped up, and the two purple-gold Zhenkong hammers in his hands touched each other, and spider-web-like cracks immediately spread forward.

"Taoist soldiers? No!" The tomb keeper who turned into a stone statue changed his expression greatly, "A great supernatural power! And it is a divine image with the charm of a righteous god!"

　The plot might have been smoother if there was some foreshadowing, but the foreshadowing is a big plot, so it’s better to skip the foreshadowing and go straight to the plot.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)