Jiuli Xibing Pond.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the Yellow Emperor and Chi You competed for Kyushu.

Chi You had a bronze head and an iron forehead, his ears and temples were like swords and halberds, and his head had horns.

There are also eight brothers, collectively called Jiuli, plus 72 brothers of the same race, a total of ninety-nine and eighty-one people.

This is the Jiuli people who dominated the south back then.

As the name suggests, Jiuli Soldier Washing Pond is a place where weapons are cleaned.

According to legend, one of the Jiuli tribe was stationed here, and due to excessive killings, the pond turned blood red.

The blood pond in the center of the withered forest, if you look down from the sky, the entire pond looks like the eye of a monster.

In the forest, next to the blood pond, there are many tombs made of stones.

There are hundreds of them, most of them are the tombs of the Zuo family.

Deep in the forest, there are many ghosts faintly visible.

At this time, there is an altar in front of the pond.

A wizard in red clothes and an evil ghost mask is performing a sacrifice.

The singing is accompanied by the green smoke of mugwort and drifts into the unknown depths.

The private soldiers behind them carried out cattle, sheep and pigs and threw them into the blood-red pond.

Gululu...

The three animals sank quickly, and blood bubbles quickly appeared in the ancestral hall.

The water ripples, and from time to time, monsters with pitch-black scales and elongated bodies flash past on the water, or strange human heads emerge from the water, open their bloody eyes, and then sink again.

Red mist spreads from the water.

The gods and ghosts are so weird and confusing that one doesn’t know whether it is the underworld or the underworld.

Next comes the highlight.

I saw a group of people in white carrying a dark coffin up the mountain.

Each of these men in white has a slender figure, their feet are bent, and there are hooves below the ankles.

These are deer people, a type of alien who are said to be able to communicate with ghosts and gods and escort the dead to the underworld.

Carry the coffin to the dug cemetery.

When the coffins were put into the tomb, three animals were sacrificed, and the wives and concubines were also buried.

Then a strong warrior walked to the tomb door.

A pit half as tall as a man was dug at the door of the tomb. The warrior looked resolute, holding a bronze sword and half kneeling at the bottom of the pit.

The crowd filled up the soil and buried the warrior alive.

The bloody funeral cannot make everyone feel shaken.

It's just killing someone.

Laying the foundation of a home, offering sacrifices to ancestors, funerals, praying to ghosts and gods for who is the immortal?

The tomb door is closed, and the funeral of the head of the Zuo family is over.

Wow!

The storm is rising.

The owner of the house successfully turned into a ghost, and a black light poured into the pond.

Seeing this, Zuo Zongzi took off his mask.

As the eldest son alive in the family, he will have to shoulder the important responsibilities of the family from now on.

Gululu...

Blood bubbles appeared in the pond, and green patina and various bronze fragments were unearthed from the bottom to form a strange bird with wings and two arms on its abdomen.

"Tang Shen!"

The true form of Tang God appears in the world, and the Yin Qi is strong.

Everyone knelt down and worshiped.

"From now on, Zuo Zhongkao will be the head of the family, and he will be given a great reputation."

Zuo Zongzi, now Zuo Xing, suppressed the excitement in his heart.

From now on, he will be the controller of three Jing and three cities with a population of hundreds of thousands, and the position of Baron of Jing Kingdom will fall on him.

Although the head of the family had previously reported to the monarch to "establish a queen," Tang Shen's recognition is the real recognition.

It's a pity that I can't inherit the position of doctor.

The position is appreciated by the monarch, and the title is inherited by the family.

One day, he, Zuo Xing, will also become a powerful minister of the Jing Kingdom.

Everyone dispersed and left the mausoleum where their ancestors lived.

Only Tang Shen and Zuo Xing are left.

Tang Shen's body dispersed, revealing his true appearance.

The bronze head is stained with mottled rust.

"The affairs of the underworld are about to end. When the time comes, cooperate with Taiwei Nang, and you will have complete control over the underworld. I will defeat the Yu Ren, and the Zuo family will have peace of mind."

Zuo Xing knelt down, his voice choked with sobs, and said: "Thank you so much, ancestors... descendants, you deserve it."

Zuo Xing's words are true. He knows everything about his family and the meaning of his name.

"Back off."

"Yes."

Zuo Xing leaves.

Tang Shen is the only one left on the mountain.

The sun sets in the west and the sky is filled with glow.

The sun sets on the branches of mulberry trees.

Tang Shen's eyes were lowered, mixed with a hint of melancholy.

The rest of his life was like this piece of dead wood.

There is no so-called conspiracy, let alone a well-thought-out trick.

Time is not forgiving, and neither are ghosts.

He, Tang Shen, is also reaching the end of his life.

His goal is very simple, to weaken the power of the underworld and then kill Yuren, so that the Zuo family can hand over smoothly.

Most of the Mang Taiwei and the underworld priests are direct descendants of the Zuo family, so their loyalty can be guaranteed.

It took the Zuo family two hundred years for such a genius to become a wandering god.

If everything goes well this time, the Zuo family can survive for another two hundred years.

His mission is completed.

At this time, people were buzzing at the foot of the mountain, as if something big had happened.

The Pond God suddenly raised his head and saw a golden light in the sky, colorful clouds, and a strong wind flying around the golden light.

Above the nine heavens, the golden light seems like a dragon chariot.

"Maggi..."

Tang Shen sighed.

This is a dragon carriage.

As expected, this is the dragon chariot of Yun Zhongjun, the great god of Yunmengze.

"The bathing orchid soup is full of fragrance, and the beautiful clothes are beautiful.

The spirit is still curled up, but the death is far away.

The jian will come to the palace of longevity, and the sun and the moon will shine together."

Poets are singing and people are singing praises.

Tang Shen is yearning for it.

Years pass by, and everything is like a passing cloud.

Only if you live a long life and become deified without dying can you have the last laugh.

Yun Zhongjun is so chic and comfortable.
To be continued...