Chapter 62: Little Hell
Although Cheng Xin said it in a low voice, in the end, because he was too excited, his voice involuntarily got a little louder. I was a little ahead of him, so I could hear it clearly, let alone the others?
He said that I was a smart aleck? I couldn’t stand it, and I couldn’t help turning around and glaring at him. But because I turned around too much, it hurt so much that I gritted my teeth. Seeing this, Chengxin Ge made a “helpless” gesture and sighed. My anger was so great that I could only hold it back from my throat and go back to my stomach!
Over there, the old man’s voice boomed out: “Little boy, who are you calling a bandit? Where is the bandit’s lair? Is this how you speak of the Taoist priests who guard the lake?”
When Cheng Xin heard this, he coughed violently a few times, then laughed awkwardly and couldn’t speak. I found it funny and let out a sigh of relief in my heart, but I still sensitively noticed the words “the Taoist of the Shouhu lineage”!
Fortunately, the old man didn’t take it too seriously, and he snorted and laughed at Chengxin’s brother twice, making a gesture of pulling you, and then sat on the big chair in the middle of the hall. The majesty was gone, and there was a childlike banter instead.
Then his younger brother sat down next to him, and the other big chair was actually taken by the old lady. After the three of them were seated, the old man in the middle said, “You are guests from afar, so you can sit in front.”
He was of course referring to us, and since the host is in charge, we of course didn’t refuse. We picked a few seats near the three of them and then the others quickly found their own seats. When everyone was seated, I realized that the atmosphere really resembled a gathering hall. I was afraid that someone would suddenly jump out and say, “Your Majesty, the brothers haven’t had meat for a long time.
I admit that my thoughts are a bit ridiculous. In order to match the serious atmosphere, I tried my best to be serious, but when I was serious, I found that I had a lot of problems and I didn’t know where to start.
Instead, the old man himself broke the silence and said, “I hate the stuffy stuff. Just say it casually. My surname is Zheng. You can call me Zheng Dajie. My younger brother, you can call him Zheng Erjie. As for this one, you can just call her Yun Po Po.”
This Zheng Dajie is really direct, introducing himself right away and asking us to call him Dajie… I was still thinking that Xiao Chengqian had already revealed a look of disapproval. Xiao Dajie could be proud, but under normal circumstances, how could he possibly call people Dajie and Erjie?
But Zheng Dajie seemed to have read Xiao Chengqian’s mind, and glared at him fiercely, saying, “What? The little boy doesn’t feel satisfied. I’m 103 years old, and my younger brother is 101 years old. You call me Dajie, but what about Erjie?”
Xiao Chengqian almost fell off his chair when he heard this. He couldn’t tell from the way he walked so fast and spoke so loudly that he was a 100-year-old man. Taoism has a way of maintaining health, but the fact that he could get to this point could only mean one thing: the three people in front of him were masters.
Xiao Chengqian, however proud and unruly he was, dared not fail to show his respect at this time, and quickly called out respectfully to the two uncles and the grandmother.
At this point, Zheng Da Ye was satisfied with a grunt, and he didn’t bother to talk to Xiao Chengqian anymore. Instead, he continued his straightforward style and said, “I can see that you people are Taoists, so I won’t hide it anymore! Basically, all the ordinary villagers in this village have been relocated one after another through various means. From more than 300 years ago, the people who have lived here have always been Taoists.”
He really doesn’t stop until he’s said something shocking. More than 300 years ago, this was a village of Taoists? How come I didn’t know about this secret?
As soon as Mr. Zheng finished speaking, Granny Yun picked up the thread: “It has always been our Taoist duty to protect this lake, and it has been so for hundreds of years! There is no class distinction here, and everyone comes from a different school. As long as they have temporarily settled in the village, they are all collectively referred to as the Lake Protection School. This place is remote, and because of deliberate concealment and protection, almost no strangers come in. It was a surprise for me that you little guys barged in so recklessly.”
“Yes, we were very surprised before we came here. The nearest village is at least 20 miles away, but there is a road that can drive into the village. At the time, I thought it was strange, but I thought I was overthinking it.” In response to Grandma Yun’s words, Chengzhen said, “Actually, I’m used to checking the feng shui along the way. I looked at it intermittently along the way. Although it was a bit obscure, I always felt that the location of this village seemed to be a very important point in the feng shui trend of this area, but I wasn’t sure. I was always confused.”
Xiao Chengqian was impatient. As soon as he heard Chengzhen say this, he quickly said, “Why didn’t you say so earlier?”
“I already said it was because I wasn’t sure!” Chengzhen gave Xiao Chengqian a look.
But he didn’t expect that this inconspicuous little conversation would attract the attention of the always silent Zheng Er. He said with a shudder, “Little girl, your ability to read the feng shui is amazing. You know, the feng shui here has been deliberately concealed by several generations of masters over the past few hundred years. How can you see the clues?”
Cover up the great geomancy? This sentence made me stunned. In my opinion, this is simply an incredible thing. For this ghostly lake, someone actually did this? However, Chengzhen’s expression did not change much. I looked at Chengzhen’s calmness and suddenly remembered the great feat of Uncle Wang, the flood that rushed into the underground cave of the black smoke Miao village…
Perhaps in the eyes of a true master of the Xiangzi school, this is indeed possible.
“It’s not that I can see the clues, it’s just that I have some uncertain ideas.” Chengzhen was still humble.
But Zheng Er said seriously, “I want to ask about your teacher? Why did you come to this lake of ghosts? Did you know…” Zheng Er stopped here and his face became a little heavy.
“We are all from the same lineage as Old Li. This is Chen Chengyi, the eldest brother of our lineage, and this is…” Chengzhen stood up and began to introduce himself without being servile or arrogant. None of the three old men sitting at the head of the table looked surprised.
“The purpose of our visit to the Lake of a Thousand Ghosts is not that we know anything, but because of some private matters of our sect, but we don’t know this Lake of a Thousand Ghosts…” Cheng Zhen said the whole thing without being humble, but at the end he said a little bit of flattery.
This time, Zheng Er and Yun Po were completely silent. Even Zheng Da, who was always straightforward, was stunned for a long time before saying, “Old Li? The legendary Taoist, Li Yiguang of Kunlun! I know, I know! The disciples of that generation, such as Jiang Lichun, were all of my Taoist family’s most brilliant and beautiful people. I never thought… are you the descendants of the disciples?”
Facing Chengzhen’s question, Zheng Daxia did not answer directly, but asked about us.
“Yes, we are the disciples of the great master.” Chengzhen also answered the question on our behalf.
“I didn’t expect that the descendants of Old Li would also come. Their family affairs are involved in the Lake of a Thousand Ghosts. Is this a coincidence or…” Grandma Yun couldn’t help but say something, and later her voice got lower and lower, and she actually whispered to Uncle Zheng.
Everyone was silent, waiting for the two old people to speak. After about five minutes, the two stopped whispering and Zheng looked up at us and said, “Alright! What do you want to know about the Lake of a Thousand Ghosts? Do you want me to ask you, or do you want me to explain it in detail? However, after I explain it, I have some questions to ask you in detail.”
When it comes to the Lake of a Thousand Ghosts, apart from what the master said, we can say that we know almost nothing about it. We have no idea where to start asking questions, so this time I will answer: “Mr. Zheng, if you don’t mind, please tell us everything about the Lake of a Thousand Ghosts in detail. If nothing goes wrong, we will have to go to the Lake of a Thousand Ghosts.”
Mr. Zheng was a little taken aback and looked at me in shock, saying, “You want to go to the Lake of a Thousand Ghosts? Where are you going?”
“If necessary, we will also go to the naturally formed gathering of evil spirits.” I don’t understand why Zheng Dajie asked me this!
“What?” Zheng’s voice was already loud, and under the shock, the roar shook the walls of the entire room. He stood up and walked a few steps to my side, almost unable to suppress his emotions and said loudly, “We have guarded the lake for three hundred years, and except for a few high-level people, no one has ever dared to say that they have entered the naturally formed gathering of yin. You kids are so bold, what are you relying on? Do you know…”
“What?” I looked at Zheng Daxia in confusion.
“Do you know that the real core of the Lake of a Thousand Ghosts has a nickname, which is called the Little Hell!”