This Taoist Master is too Frivolous

Chapter 510: Chapter 363: The Third Revival, Heaven and Earth Change!

Mid-Autumn Festival, together with Spring Festival, Qingming Festival, and Dragon Boat Festival, is known as one of the four traditional festivals of Da Xia.

Its origin dates back to ancient times, popularized in the Han Dynasty, finalized in the early Tang Dynasty, and flourished after the Song Dynasty, symbolizing the reunion of people with the full moon, expressing longing for hometown, family, praying for good harvest and happiness.

Since ancient times, the Mid-Autumn Festival has had customs such as moon worship, moon appreciation, eating mooncakes, playing with lanterns, admiring osmanthus flowers, and drinking osmanthus wine, which have been passed down to the present day and have continued without interruption.

The streets of Wu City are also filled with festive joy.

It is already late at night.

A quiet crossroad intersection.

Xu Yang held the corpse oil candle and instructed: “Remember what I just said, don’t open your eyes until we get to the destination…”

“Okay!”

Wan Qian nodded.

She closed her eyes tightly, but her facial expression still revealed that she was slightly excited and anticipatory!

Xu Yang took a step forward.

Wan Qian was gripping Xu Yang’s clothes.

Hum!

The void trembled.

The two disappeared from the street corner.

There was sudden silence in their ears, and then the noise began.

Xu Yang put away the corpse oil candle, opened his eyes with a smile, and said, “It’s okay, you can open your eyes now.”

Wan Qian’s eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly opened her eyes. She looked at the “Ghost Gate” formed by the two big elm trees ahead and the bustling street behind the gate, and exclaimed excitedly, “Husband, is this the Xi Xia Ghost Market?”

“It’s so lively!”

“It’s just like the big fair when I was a kid!”

Wan Qian was overjoyed.

Xu Yang laughed and said, “There are only nine ghost markets in our Da Xia, each covering several provinces, where there are many ghosts and also martial world people sneaking in to trade… And the Ghost Market is only open twice a month on the first day and the fifteenth day, so it’s normal for it to be lively.”

The two walked towards the ghost market.

When they approached the two big elm trees, a face appeared on each trunk, one old man and one old woman, welcoming them at the same time. The tree crowns shook gently, showing goodwill to Xu Yang.

Xu Yang smiled and said, “There’s no need for formalities.”

The big elm tree was extremely happy and said, “Wife, wife… Xu the Great replied to us!”

The face of the old woman on the other elm tree widened her eyes and scolded, “Look at your useless appearance… Didn’t I say it before? Our boss is approachable and has no airs.”

The two trees started flattering Xu Yang.

Xu Yang asked, “Do you two have any requests?”

The big elm tree grinned, “No one can hide anything from you, Xu the Great.”

That’s not a secret, is it?

I’ve been to the ghost market so many times, and I’ve never seen you two tree faces before.

Coming out today to flatter me so much, who would believe it’s for nothing?

The big elm tree with the old woman’s face blushed, and one of her paper strips fell. It wiped her eyes twice in the middle of the face on the trunk and choked, “Xu the Great, since the establishment of the Xi Xia Ghost Market, we, husband and wife, have taken root here.”

“Taking root, sprouting, growing, gaining consciousness… We have formed a unique scenery in the Xi Xia Ghost Market that other ghost markets do not have.”

Seeing the two big elm trees about to start a lengthy conversation, Xu Yang quickly intervened, “Enough, enough… Let’s get to the point. Tell me what you want, and I’ll see if I have time to spend talking with you.”

The big elm tree with the old man’s face said, “We want to become gods.”

Xu Yang: “???”

The old woman hurriedly said, “Xu the Great, don’t listen to my husband’s nonsense… We just heard that you have quite a few decrees of Yin Deity in your hands, so we want to ask for a reward.”

The fact that Xu Yang had “decrees of Yin Deity” was not a secret.

In addition, people, ghosts, and demons from the martial world who come in and out of the Xi Xia Ghost Market would always pass under these two elm trees, and most of them would not be deliberately guarding against these trees, so being overheard was normal.

Xu Yang thought about it and said, “What do you want to do?”

The two big elm trees shook their crowns, their faces full of excitement, and their eyes even in disbelief.

The old woman’s voice was trembling, “Xu… Xu the Great, do you agree?”

Today, they stopped Xu Yang to flatter him, merely wanting to give it a try.

After all…

If Xu Yang didn’t agree, there wouldn’t be any loss for them.

The old man said, “If… If Xu the Great is truly willing to reward us, we would like a Door God decree… Our two trees are willing to guard the gates of the Xi Xia Ghost Market for Xu the Great for all eternity.”

That was exactly what Xu Yang wanted.

He said, “The decrees of the Yin Deity are now with Miss Yates. I’ll ask her to send a ghost to deliver them to you later. In addition, I’ll also prepare a Yin treasure for each of you… However, these things are not given to you for free.”

“What you’ve done to guard the Xi Xia Ghost Market for so many years… It’s of no use to me.”

“How long have I, Xu Yang, been in charge of the Xi Xia Ghost Market?”

“Besides, I didn’t plant you here.”

Xu Yang continued, “I will give you the decrees of the Yin Deity and the Yin treasures, and you will guard the gates of the Xi Xia Ghost Market for me… Moreover, you will need to eavesdrop on the secrets discussed by martial world people, various Yin spirits, and evil creatures coming and going. Can you do that?”

Two large elm trees, shaking their crowns frantically.

To them, Xu Yang’s conditions were not a condition at all.

On the contrary.

To Xu Yang, two Yin deity decrees were not a big deal, if he could really hear some secrets through these two big elm trees, it would be a huge profit.

It’s just two trees…

Being door gods… this sounds strange to people.

After entering the Ghost Market, Xu Yang took out a bundle of netherworld currency from his storage ring and said, “Wife, you go shopping first, and buy whatever you like.”

Speaking of which.

He also took out a few bricks, Turning Stone into Gold, turned them into gold bricks for Wan Qian, and said, “Occasionally, some martial world people also set up stalls to sell some rare things, if you see something you like, buy it, if you don’t have enough money, you can go to the grocery store in front and ask Yue Qiluo to get you some.”

“Thank you, darling!”

Wan Qian cooed.

Knowing that Xu Yang had “important matters” to deal with, she went shopping alone.

Xu Yang went to the depths of the haunted house and started his “merit-building” business again…

……

Wu City.

Within the Spirits Management Bureau building, the third-floor underground, in a cell made of alloy.

Chris Smith sat in the cell, uneasy on his face.

Behind him, there were eight big characters – “Confess leniently, punish heavily for resisting”.

Outside the cell.

Feng Zhaoqing, with Bai Wei and Wang Lin, were conducting the interrogation.

Chris knew and answered everything without hesitation.

However, Feng Zhaoqing was not satisfied, and said coldly, “Chris, look back at the eight characters behind you… You should know your own situation now. If you want to survive, you must cooperate with us!”

Chris almost cried.

He looked back at the eight big characters and said, “Director Feng, I can speak Chinese, but I can’t read… And I promise you, everything I’ve said is true, I swear, I swear on Celestial Master Xu!”

“Cut the smooth talk!”

Wang Lin scolded, “All the information you’ve given us is outdated… Our Supernatural Affairs Bureau overseas intelligence department has already collected them. Tell us something we don’t know!”

“I’m innocent!”

Chris wailed, “I’ve been undercover in Da Xia for over 20 years, and during these 20 years, I haven’t been in contact with the outside world at all… It was only in recent days that Charlie Tompson found me, and asked me to create chaos in the northwest and spread the werewolf virus… But before it even started, Celestial Master Xu had already come knocking.”

Feng Zhaoqing, Wang Lin, and Bai Wei looked at each other.

They were sure…

This guy really knew nothing. So, they got up and said, “In that case, you stay here and wait. When Xu Yang comes back from the Ghost Market, he will talk to you.”

As the three went out.

Wang Lin said, “Director Feng, Bai Wei… Let’s go have some late-night snacks. I recently discovered a good barbecue place with great taste…”

“Don’t leave!”

“Don’t leave me here alone!”

Chris was in a panic, he rushed to the door and shouted, but it was all in vain, so he had to sit back in the corner and wait silently.

The longer he waited, the greater his fear grew.

Remembering the hot energy that Xu Yang shot into his body with a tap on his forehead, Chris felt a sense of powerlessness and terror.

…

Meanwhile.

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In the night sky.

Wang Hou sat cross-legged on the clouds, looking up at the horizon, sensing the ever-changing spiritual aura in the air, and sighed, “The third spiritual aura revival… has finally come.”

Boom!

In between heaven and earth, there was a faint rumbling sound.

Among many large rivers and mountains where few people tread, there were strong auras awakening one after another.

…

Wu City.

Bull Head Mountain.

Boom!

There was an earth-shattering tremor, followed by a powerful demonic qi rushing into the sky, a loud and arrogant laugh echoed in the night sky.

“Hahahaha!”

“After six hundred years… Old Niu, I’m finally back!”