On the Yaohua Pond, the moonlight shines like a pillar into the ten-mile clear water. The water waves set off silver waves, and the boat seems to be walking on the Milky Way.

In the royal palace, everything is beautiful, with golden lamps and silver lamps shining brightly, fragrant aromas filling the air, and music bursting out.

On the pond, there are singers singing spring songs from "Songs for the Four O'clock in the Midnight", and their voices gracefully spread to the sky.

"The spring breeze becomes sentimental again, blowing my clothes into bloom."

Everything shows the prosperous scene.

Yaohua Pond tonight.

Not like the human world.

But at this moment, all eyes were focused on Lord Linghua in the palace.

I saw that the figure wearing the cloud-patterned divine robe and the face of the god waved his hand, and a dark shadow fell from the sky and poured into the palace.

Extremely fast and fleeting.

"call out!"

Along with that sound, all the candlelights in the temple flickered together.

Suddenly, everyone's hearts tightened. The flashing lights were like some kind of omen and prelude, reminding everyone in the palace that something magical was about to happen, and that something not belonging to the human world would break into this bustling city.

feast.

Shake your sleeves and raise your hands.

Lord Linghua raised his sword finger and recited a curse.

"Up and down in all directions, Mother Earth and Lord Earth are summoning the earth, and their divine power is displayed."

"In accordance with the decree of Lord Yunzhong, be as urgent as the law and order!"

With the first word of the curse sounded.

Then he saw shadows coming from all directions and sneaking into the hall.

The shadow walked through pillars one after another, passed through screens one after another, and then swam across the ground, converging little by little toward the center of the hall.

"ah!"

"Something, something is coming in."

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, don't block it."

"I can't see anything, only a shadow."

In the palace.

The emperor, princes, and hundreds of civil and military officials were sitting in a row. Some nobles looked expectantly, some officials raised their heads in astonishment, and some women in red makeup covered their mouths with round fans.

Some of the guards drew their swords, and some hurriedly avoided it, creating a chaotic mess.

The eunuchs nervously surrounded the emperor and the prince, while the palace maids shrank in the corner in fear.

Finally, I saw figures one after another, tall or short, appearing in the entire hall, either projected on the screen, projected on the pillars, or standing in front of the wall.

However, these figures can only see shadows, but not their bodies.

The gaze of the God of Heaven swept across the numerous figures. It seemed that Lord Linghua was also a little surprised. He did not expect that so many ghosts and gods came after reciting a spell.

"The land of Gyeonggi is indeed different from other places. There are more gods of the four directions and Bafang Mountain Lord than in other places."

Lord Linghua finally stood up from the altar, looked at the figures and asked.

"Is Huajing Tubo here?"

Finally, under everyone's horrified and disbelieving eyes.

Under the light and shadow, a figure on the wall gradually solidified in full view, and was dyed with various colors from the gloomy black.

In a moment, a person who looked as lifelike as a real person but also felt hazy and unreal appeared in front of everyone.

It is not standing on the ground, but floating in mid-air.

"Greetings to Lord Linghua!"

Everyone in the hall took a breath of cold air, and many people turned pale with fear when they looked at the feet that had not touched the ground.

Looking at the ghost and god carefully, he was wearing a bright red robe of ghosts and gods, with a ghost-like face that looked like jade but not jade, and the metal cap wings spread out along the back of his head.

It's really shocking to see a person appear out of thin air.

Lord Linghua asked the ghost: "What kind of wind is going to blow later?"

That ghost is the Tubo of Huajing.

After saluting, he stood up and responded: "In half an hour, there will be a southwesterly wind, strong winds, wind and sand covering your eyes, and trees shaking and ponds wrinkled."

Lord Linghua: "Will it rain?"

Huajing Tubo: "It will rain in an hour. It will rain continuously for two hours and three quarters, and then it will stop."

The words of Lord Linghua and the ghosts and gods echoed in the palace, and everyone was silent. Only the candlelight was swaying, causing the shadows to sway.

But in the flickering candlelight, the two figures became more and more unpredictable.

How have all the officials and dignitaries in Hua Jing seen such a scene?

For a moment, they couldn't tell whether they were in the underworld, where gods, ghosts, and demons roamed, or the human world, illuminated by candlelight.

Until Lord Linghua nodded and said.

"That being said, there's no rush."

Finished.

Lord Linghua sat down and waved his hand at the same time.

With the movement of waving his hands, layers of spiritual light spread from his hands, just like the sun sweeping away the haze.

A moment.

The layers of shadows dissipated, the underworld of gods, ghosts and demons receded, and everything returned to the human world again.

The gods send out ghosts, and when they are summoned they come and when they are waved they go away.

Lord Linghua sat down gently, leaning on the couch in an easy and free manner, quietly listening to the "Songs of the Four O'clock in the Midnight" outside.

It seems that I really just summoned the ghost to ask when it will rain.

What I did was to watch the Hundred Operas for a while and listen to the Song of the Four Seasons, which is filled with the prosperity of the world.

Only then did everyone come back to their senses, as if time had begun to flow again, and they let out waves of exclamations.

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the other side.

During the whole process, the emperor witnessed this scene of conjuring gods and sending ghosts.

Although he didn't speak from the beginning to the end, he was perhaps the most excited and eager among the people in the palace.

The hands under the robe could be seen shaking unconsciously.

He even couldn't help but want to pick up the wine glass, but his eyes were looking straight at the place where the ghosts and gods appeared.

However.

As soon as I took a sip, I saw the eunuch beside me coming over in fright, kneeling on the ground, holding his hands high and saying.

"Your Majesty, this is not possible!"

"You can't touch this wine."

Only then did the emperor realize that his illness was not related to alcohol.

The emperor put down his wine glass and asked suddenly.

"Tell me, is it really going to be stormy later?"

The eunuch said: "Lord Linghua said there is, so I think there must be some."

The emperor smiled: "Yes, yes, Lord Linghua has said it. There will definitely be one later. I am also very much looking forward to it!"

Although the emperor said this, in fact he didn't care from beginning to end whether it would be windy or whether it would rain an hour later. This was not what he was looking forward to.

Being able to predict whether it will be sunny or rainy, and being able to know the changes in the celestial phenomena, is no longer very attractive to an emperor who is already old and seriously ill.

But under a spell, Lord Linghua can really attract ghosts and gods.

Or rather.

Let him see that people can become gods after death, and see the magic of reversing life and death of Yin and Yang.

Nothing could shock an emperor who was afraid of life and death more than this.

Hundreds of plays were performed one after another.

"Song of the Four O'clock in the Midnight" appears every few intervals, and gradually moves from spring to summer.

At the banquet, everyone drank the fairy wine brought down from the sky by Lord Linghua, watched the dancing on the "Mingyue Pond" where the moonlight shined, and listened to the singing under the moonlight.
To be continued...