"Master Dong Ling?"
Su Yun's heart moved slightly and he looked at the emperor in the car. He had heard of the owner of Dongling.
A few days ago, he and Huahu and others left Tianmen Town and entered the disordered area of Tianshiyuan. At night, they stayed at Wensheng Temple. Wensheng Gong was invited by the owner of Dongling to be a guest. That night, Su Yun and others were attacked by giant ghosts and the third ancestor of the ape, so they met Lou Ban by chance.
"The owner of Dongling was able to invite Wenshenggong Wenchang Emperor, so he must be a very important person. He must not have been an unknown person when he was alive. So who is he?"
Su Yun thought to himself, "Besides the owner of Louban Dongling, who else is there who is setting up a stall with me?"
General Bao Tian and Xue Qingfu's faces changed drastically.
Xue Qingfu's expression was uncertain. He obviously knew the owner of Dongling, but he seemed to be extremely afraid of him and was reluctant to approach him.
Suddenly, General Bao Tian laughed loudly, "Master Dong Ling, what can you do? Your Tianshiyuan No Man's Land is a branch of our No Man's Land, separated from us. The God King felt sorry for you, so he didn't bother with you. Our two major holy places have always kept to themselves, do you think that I, General Bao Tian, am afraid of you?"
General Bao Tian turned and walked away, laughing loudly, "I have never feared anything, but since we should not interfere with each other, I have come to your territory, so I am in the wrong. Goodbye, goodbye!"
After saying this, his body became smaller and smaller until he turned into a little man about a foot tall. He grabbed his many spiritual weapons with his short arms, spread out his short legs, and ran away without a trace.
The palace maid sneered and said, "You left quickly."
She came to Su Yun and said softly, "My friend, my master wants to see you."
Su Yun bowed and said, "Please lead the way, sister."
The palace maid walked in front, towards the carriage, and Su Yun followed behind. Xue Qingfu said coldly: "You go, I won't go. I would rather die here than go to Dongling..."
General Baotian suddenly emerged from the woods, poked his head out and shouted, "Saint Xue, are you serious? The words of a saint are golden, you can't lie to me!"
Su Yun used his Qi and blood to transform into an ape, and controlled Xue Qingfu to walk forward. Xue Qingfu could not struggle and shouted, "A man of integrity will not drink the water from a stolen spring! I would rather die outside..."
Su Yun sealed his mouth with his qi and blood, and he finally felt a little more at peace.
The chariot of the owner of Dongling was magnificent, with a total of eighteen chariots in the motorcade, driven by dragons and phoenixes, as well as various other mythical beasts.
Su Yun looked around and realized that these mythical beasts were not real mythical beasts, but mausoleum beasts in front of the mausoleum. They were carved from stone and placed on both sides of the road leading to the mausoleum to guard the mausoleum.
The uninhabited and disorderly areas become extremely lively at night. Not only do the ghosts and gods in the tombs come out to make noise, but even the mausoleum beasts guarding the tombs come alive and jump around.
When they arrived in front of the carriage of the master of Dongling, Su Yun got on the carriage. However, Xue Qingfu was still unwilling to get on the carriage, so Su Yun forcibly controlled his body to get on the carriage.
Xue Qingfu closed his five senses, closed his eyes, and did not look at Master Dongling.
Su Yun had no choice but to let him go and look across. He saw the owner of Dongling sitting behind a gauze curtain. His face could not be seen clearly, but he could see that he was a man wearing an imperial coffin and a black robe. He had an upright posture and looked very dignified.
Su Yun bowed and thanked him, saying, "Thank you, Master Dong Ling, for rescuing me."
The man's deep voice came from behind the curtain, and he said with a smile: "Last time you stayed at Wensheng Temple, you were in danger. Wensheng blamed me for hosting a banquet, which almost killed you. Today I was on patrol and you were in danger, so I can make up for it. Please take a seat."
Su Yun thanked him again and sat down, wondering in his heart: "Looking at the pomp and ceremony of the owner of Dongling, it seems like the pomp and ceremony of a deceased emperor. Could he be a certain Emperor Yuanshuo?"
Behind the curtain, the master of Dongling said, "I have a ferocious appearance and cannot meet people. Please forgive me. Why did you end up like this?"
The carriage set sail and headed towards the depths of Tianshiyuan.
Su Yun recounted his experience of entering the old no-man's land, and said, "Fortunately, Master Dongling rescued us, otherwise Saint Xue and I would have been in danger of death."
"I see."
The owner of Dongling said with a smile: "You are injured, and General Baotian is waiting for you to be alone. Why don't you stay at my house for a while and recover from your injuries first?"
Su Yun was overjoyed and expressed his gratitude immediately.
The carriage moved towards the depths of Tianshiyuan. The sound of stringed instruments arose again, and palace maids sang and danced with graceful figures and moving voices.
The two of them chatted and laughed in the car, talking about their experiences setting up stalls in the Tianmen Ghost Market. The owner of Dongling was extremely elegant, which made Su Yun more and more certain that he was most likely an emperor during his lifetime and was buried in Tianshiyuan after his death.
When they arrived in front of the Eastern Tomb, the carriage gradually slowed down. Su Yun looked from the carriage and saw the bright moon and sparse stars. The silver moon was like a hook and was particularly bright. Under the moonlight, the mansion in front was more majestic, with many palaces and several hilltops within the red walls.
The carriages drove in from the main gate one by one. Su Yun looked all the way and saw long bridges lying on the waves, rockery and flowing water, quiet and winding. Every time he turned a corner, he would see a palace, or a building, or a waterside pavilion, or a pavilion, which was dazzling!
The owner of Dongling smiled and said, "My place is divided by a long bridge. There are fifty-six major scenes, and the layout is the same as the fifty-six states of Yuanshuo. Among the fifty-six major scenes, there are three hundred and sixty small scenes, and the layout is the same as the three hundred and sixty counties of Yuanshuo. The two guests can stay here to recuperate. When you feel bored, you can go to the garden to play."
Su Yun thanked him but was shocked in his heart. Even the Li family, Marquis of Shuofang, did not have such a grand generosity!
And this is just the mausoleum!
The master of Dongling ordered his servants to arrange for the two to stay, saying, "The two guests are living people, and cannot eat the food of ghosts and gods. Go to the nearby village and hire a few cooks to take care of the two guests' meals."
The servant said yes and disappeared as black smoke.
The owner of Dongling said with a smile: "The two guests please stay for now. I still have duties to attend to. I need to patrol Tianshiyuan to prevent bandits from causing chaos."
Su Yun expressed his gratitude.
After the owner of Dongling left, Su Yun took back the blood and energy of the white ape. Xue Qingfu got it from childhood and immediately walked out. However, his injuries were too severe. He fell to the ground after taking two steps and was still trying to crawl out.
Su Yun dragged him back, and Xue Qingfu was furious: "In ancient times, patriots would rather die of thirst than drink the water from the thief's spring. Today, even if I, Xue Qingfu, die outside, I will never linger in the tomb of the thief! Let me out!"
He climbed out again. Su Yun waited for him to climb for half an hour before he walked out. He saw that Xue Qingfu had climbed more than a mile, but he still hadn't climbed out of the Eastern Mausoleum. There was still a hill and more than ten miles away from the entrance to the Eastern Mausoleum.
Su Yun dragged him back. Xue Qingfu was so angry that he burst into tears. After crying for a while, he finally accepted his fate.
"Who is the master of Dongling?" Su Yun asked as he checked his injuries.
Xue Qingfu looked gloomy and said nothing. Su Yun asked again, and Xue Qingfu said, "The owner of Dongling was named Liu Zhantuo, the ancestor of thieves, who burned, killed and robbed everywhere. Thousands of years ago, he intended to steal the throne of the emperor, and he dominated Yuanshuo, and no one could stop him. After his death, he was buried in Dongling. This old thief died of old age!"
Su Yun was stunned and said with a smile: "Is there such a capable person?"
Xue Qingfu was so angry that he trembled: "A capable person?"
Su Yun smiled and said, "Senior, if everyone has food to eat and clothes to wear, why would the people rebel? Isn't it because the people can't survive that they rebel? The master of Dongling rebelled at that time to follow the will of the people. The emperor is unkind, so deposing the emperor and replacing him is the way of heaven, isn't it?"
"What a weird theory!" Xue Qingfu turned his head away and ignored him.
Su Yun smiled and said, "I see that Lord Wen also respects him very much. I heard that there are also sages such as the painting sage, the zither sage, and the chess sage attending the banquet. Although you are called a sage, your contribution should not be as good as theirs, right? These sages are willing to enter Dongling for the banquet, so you should not be so fussy. Who is the orthodox one? Is it so important?"
Xue Qingfu's expression eased a little, and he turned around and said seriously: "Mr. Su, I hope you can still speak like this in the future."
Su Yun didn't understand why he said that and didn't pursue it further.
"Master Dong Ling is indeed extraordinary. I heard that he has become the Ghost Emperor of Tianshiyuan, and this area is under his jurisdiction."
Saint Xue sighed and said, "There are many great saints who have passed away nearby. If I stay here, I don't have to worry about the eight heavenly generals. If I die and become a ghost, I will probably have to take shelter under his protection."
The two men stayed in Dongling. Xue Qingfu was revered as a saint, with profound knowledge and superb medical skills. After two or three days, he was able to walk and his internal injuries were no longer life-threatening.
However, his medical skills were not enough to completely heal his injuries. If he forced the treatment, it would inevitably leave great hidden dangers.
Su Yun's injuries were minor and he recovered after two days. The wound on his nails had also healed long ago, so he was considering whether to send Xue Qingfu to Doctor Dong for treatment.
The owner of Dongling would go out to patrol Tianshiyuan at night, and return to the coffin in the main hall to rest during the day, so Su Yun had to ask for his resignation before he went on night patrol.
"The two distinguished guests are leaving, and I cannot keep them. After all, life and death separate us, and staying in the same place for too long will definitely damage your Yang Qi."
The master of Dongling smiled and said, "I have a duty to perform. I have to patrol at night to avoid any disturbance. I cannot escort you two personally. So, I will let Longxiong escort you two back to Shuofang City."
A servant came forward, untied a half-dragon, half-horse monster from the carriage, and led it to Su Yun.
Su Yun was once kicked away by a spirit weapon in the form of a dragon, and he still had a shadow on Longxiong. The owner of Dongling smiled and said, "When you two get to the city, you can let Longxiong go, and it will naturally come back to me."
Su Yun thanked him and helped Xue Qingfu to ride on Longxiong. The owner of Dongling said with a smile: "Saint Xue, please wait a moment. I will chat with you for a while."
Xue Qingfu nodded slightly to the owner of Dongling to express his gratitude.
Su Yun boarded the carriage of the master of Dongling and sat down opposite.
The master of Dongling drove forward and arrived outside the mausoleum. He was a little further away from Xue Qingfu and asked, "Does Su Xiaoyou know Saint Xue?"
Su Yun was slightly startled, and told the truth: "I have just known this saint for three days."
The master of Dongling said, "When I look at this man's appearance, I see a big city. The palaces in the city are deep and deep, with thousands of paths and roads that are unfathomable. These roads are deep and each road hides a face. His real face is hidden in the deepest part of the main hall. What he shows to you is not his real face."
Su Yun looked up in surprise, only to see the owner of Dong Ling sitting behind a curtain with no expression on his face.
"Unfathomable, with countless faces. Do you know who has this kind of bearing?"
Without waiting for his reply, the master of Dongling said, "I have seen this kind of bearing before. Whenever I look in the mirror, I see myself with this kind of bearing."
Su Yun was shocked and stood up silently.
The owner of Dongling ordered the carriage to stop and said, "You and I are my fellow stall owners, so I am warning you. If it were someone else, I would not tell them. Remember, be careful."
Su Yun bowed and saluted to the ground.
The owner of Dongling returned the greeting behind the curtain. Su Yun straightened up and got off the carriage.
The convoy of the Lord of Dongling drove into the darkness. Xue Qingfu rode up to them on his dragon horse and asked, "Scholar Su, what did the Lord of Dongling say to you?"
"It's nothing but romance, beauty and beautiful women."
Su Yun turned over and got on Longxiong's back, and said with a smile: "He also told me some stories about the Tianmen Ghost Market, and mentioned my family, asking me to go home often to visit them."
Xue Qingfu smiled and said, "Yes, I still don't know where Su Shizi's family came from."
Su Yun smiled slightly, looked up at the sky, and sighed softly.
Xue Qingfu also looked up at the sky, his eyes flickering.
Suddenly, Su Yun patted Longxiong's butt hard and said with a smile: "Let's talk about it another day! Let's go back to the city first and treat the saint's injuries!"
The dragon was several feet long and shot out like an arrow, crossing mountains and rivers at lightning speed, heading straight for the north.