Fried Salted Fish
Chapter 69 The Difference Between a Story and an Accident is Just a Thought
The Inner Vision Divine Tablet provided the answer to the origin of these eyes.
[Yang Shen Insight (Three Days): Illuminates both inside and out, as clear as truth.]
[This Dharma Eye can only be obtained by forming a "Divine Connection." Once obtained, it can reveal formless things and various omens before good or bad fortune occurs.]
[Gods have wishes, and people respond with their thoughts. If they align, a Divine Connection is formed between god and person. Guided by the divine wish, a spiritual light shoots out from the person's forehead... If it emerges from the eyes, the gaze becomes bright and clear, unblemished by impurities, which is called "Yang Shen Insight."]
[The good or bad fortune foreseen by Yang Shen Insight will inevitably occur within three days.]
Ji Xiang's expression gradually cooled, and he shifted his gaze away from Liu Mengyin's eye.
According to the blank Divine Tablet's explanation, Liu Mengyin had obtained the ability of Yang Shen Insight. The chains he saw should be omens of impending good or bad fortune. However, chains around a person's neck were undoubtedly a bad omen.
"When did you realize you could see chains?"
"Just this morning."
Liu Mengyin dared not hide anything. He was terrified of this change within himself, so he revealed everything that had happened the previous night, including the palace stories he had heard, without omitting a single detail.
The face of the Divine Palace Supervisor, the eunuch, darkened. The events of the Jiajing Emperor's reign were not exactly top-secret. After all, those matters weren't really hidden back then. The Jiajing Emperor frequently visited the Great Gao Xuan Temple for sacrifices. Everyone in Shuntian knew about the Jiajing Emperor's "superstition" regarding curses.
However, now that these events were being spread as horror stories throughout the streets and alleys, it was a very bad sign.
Of course, the greater concern wasn't the old innkeeper's horror story, but the old innkeeper himself.
"Lei Xuan?! You said the old man was called Lei Xuan! Impossible! Who would dare use that name! Show me where that inn is!"
Lei Xuan was the Jiajing Emperor's Taoist name. How could a commoner name himself that? Even if someone did, they would change it.
Liu Mengyin swore he was telling the truth. The old man was indeed called Lei Xuan. He couldn't very well punch him and make him change it.
Ji Xiang was inwardly shaken, thinking that Shuntian was truly full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. The divine position that man had received was clearly not low.
It was just a bad omen, but there was no way to know its source or what would happen. This kind of vague prediction was the most annoying.
"Could this old man be deliberately sending you out to get reinforcements from the Ministry of Rites? In any case, Eunuch, you should return first, bring this man to the Ministry of Rites, and inform the Emperor of this matter. Have the Northern Garrison send people to watch over him."
"And also, check if anyone in the Forbidden City is wearing chains."
Ji Xiang didn't directly go to the inn himself in this matter. Instead, he told the Divine Palace Grand Eunuch that this matter had nothing to do with them. If it were a small ghost or something, they could just kill it. But if everyone in the city was affected, then the matter should be handled by the authorities.
Oh, right, I'm also part of the authorities, but I can't handle something this big.
"Does Master Ji really believe this Korean official's nonsense?"
"It's not nonsense. These eyes are called Yang Shen Insight..."
Ji Xiang casually explained, and the Divine Palace Grand Eunuch became half-convinced, sizing up Liu Mengyin. He thought that with so many capable people in the Ming Dynasty, if that old man really had any ability, why wouldn't he seek out the official celestial soldiers? Why would he ask this Korean official to deliver a message?
"You ran out in the middle of the night just to watch the Underworld Messenger's bell? You also like to write stories? Now you've become the story yourself!"
The Divine Palace Supervisor scolded Liu Mengyin, while Ji Xiang made a small summary: If there's no problem, it's a story. If there's a problem, it's an accident.
So he told them to quickly go back and report.
As for Ji Xiang himself, he had to stay here and order more talisman paper. Since he knew that something big might happen, he had to be fully prepared.
As for whether this matter was related to the anomaly at the Eastern Peak Temple, it was still hard to say. But looking at the time, the great monk from Changchun Temple should have already taken a trip around the Eastern Peak Temple.
The Divine Palace Supervisor left a few young eunuchs behind to help Ji Xiang carry the goods, and also gave Ji Xiang a token to enter and exit the Imperial City. At the same time, he pointed the way, saying that the Han Scripture Factory was not far away in the alley ahead.
But as soon as he arrived here, the bell on Ji Xiang's body rang.
The Zhengyang Bell jingled slightly, and the Vajra Bell only shook once, indicating that the Yin energy was slightly heavy here, and it was not suitable to stay for long.
"There's Yin energy here? This is clearly a place for printing scriptures and books, how could this be?"
The Divine Palace eunuch explained to Ji Xiang, pointing to the street at the end of the alley:
"Not far from this alley, it splits into two areas. Mingyu Ward is where the artisan households and poor people live, while across the street in Fucai Ward is the place for beheadings, also known as the West Market. Lord Yu Qian during the Yingzong Emperor's reign was killed there."
"In the Han Scripture Factory, there is a eunuch in charge of the factory in the courtyard... This also belongs to the Directorate of Palace Attendants."
Ji Xiang looked at the end of the alley, thinking of the children he had seen earlier, the boy with the Nezha hairstyle, whose family lived in Mingyu Ward, and whose father was a poor artisan.
In Shuntian Prefecture during this era, the wealthy lived in the east, and the poor lived in the west.
Although the market trade was very prosperous before, there were still many people struggling on the poverty line. The people suffer when a dynasty rises, and the people suffer when a dynasty falls. This was also one of the reasons why the common people believed in the Yellow Heaven Sect. Faith could alleviate pain, and spiritual sustenance had always been a good medicine for numbing reality, and it wasn't bitter either.
The Divine Palace Supervisor took Liu Mengyin away. The latter said that it would be safer to stay with Ji Xiang at this time, or that Ji Xiang should go with them...
"He doesn't have chains around his neck! What if we encounter misfortune when we go back?"
"In broad daylight, with the gods patrolling, how could there be misfortune?"
Ji Xiang smiled and comforted him, "You don't need to panic too much. Perhaps because I have some skills, the misfortune you saw might not befall me."
"You go to the Forbidden City. The Underworld Celestial Officials, celestial soldiers, and divine spirits are all out and about in the daytime. You go and see them, they definitely don't have chains around their necks either, so don't worry too much."
"Mortals die easily, immortals are hard to kill. Those with magic power naturally have the means and ability to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune. I'm just a small Taoist, my magic power is just the bottom of the barrel in Shuntian, it's just that those stronger people don't take action, which is why I seem relatively special."
"Just like the innkeeper named Lei Xuan, who would have thought that there would be a great master of magic in that small inn?"
After Ji Xiang finished speaking, the Divine Palace Grand Eunuch muttered that the old man Lei Xuan might be a remnant of the Yellow Heaven Sect, and that he was inseparable from the arson committed by the Fire Lord last time.
Who knows, they can only go back and wait for the Northern Garrison to investigate before they can draw a conclusion.
The people split into two groups. Ji Xiang pondered that while there was still time, he should quickly get the talismans, draw them well, go to a nearby mountain forest, find a place to conduct the Demonic Trial, and quickly upgrade to the Fifth Realm. This was the real deal.
Only by raising his realm can he better deal with some of the things that will happen next.
Ji Xiang himself judged that his current Fourth Realm could fight against the Sixth Realm. If he entered the Fifth Realm, he might be able to briefly exchange blows with someone in the Seventh Realm. It could only be said that it was brief, after all, the difference between the Three Flowers Gather on the Crown and one flower or two flowers was still very large. When he fought against the Fire Lord, he couldn't last a few moves, and he was even instantly killed by her once at the beginning.
If you want to fight someone above your level, then your own basic stats must be strong enough.
So he entered the Han Scripture Factory. After the young eunuch reported, he met the eunuch in charge of the factory. Ji Xiang told him his needs, and the other party's eyes widened.
Thirty catties of talisman paper for you alone? Are you eating it as a meal?
"Not only that, but I also want to order large talismans from you! You follow my requirements..."
So, so, like this, like that!
"We can't make too many of these large talismans right away."
"Make as many as you can, and give them to me before the hour of Wei!" (1-3 PM)
Of course, the reimbursement of expenses was to be handled by the Directorate of Palace Attendants. After all, this was a normal procurement plan. Ji Xiang began to abuse his power for personal gain, to get more benefits for himself!
The time must also be fixed. After the night watch begins, he will not be able to return to the city. He must take the talisman paper away at one o'clock in the afternoon, and complete the Demonic Trial and realm upgrade before seven o'clock. He also has to draw the Great Power Divine Talisman, so time is still tight.
The things needed for the Demonic Trial must also be purchased now. The young eunuchs were responsible for helping Ji Xiang transport thirty catties of talisman paper to the palace, and Ji Xiang himself copied a large pile of talisman paper, yellow, black, and red, and put them in his pocket.
Of course, this thirty catties of talisman paper was just a small gift, the important thing was the large talisman. As long as he had the Great Power Divine Talisman in his hand, no one below the Eighth Realm would dare to speak loudly to me!