Xie Lian felt extremely ashamed. It was not until two hours later that he found some time to secretly read the scroll, and only then did he finally roughly understand the origins of this wind master.

The five masters of the heavenly realm all use titles instead of surnames. For example, before the Earth Master ascended to heaven, his real name in the human world was Mingyi. After ascending to heaven, he was called "Earth Master Yi". Before the Wind Master ascended to heaven, his real name was Shi Qingxuan. After ascending to heaven, he was called "Wind Master Qingxuan". Wind Master Qingxuan, as his title suggests, has a temperament like the wind. He likes to make friends, and is generous and not particular about details. He has a very good relationship with people in the upper heaven, which can be seen from the fact that he distributed 100,000 merits in the spiritual communication formation. Speaking of which, his brother is a great priest who is in charge of the wealth of the human world, so naturally he is generous and not particular about details.

Yes, Wind Master Qingxuan’s elder brother is the “Shui Hengtian”, Water Master Wudu.

They descended to the lower world together, and walked side by side, chatting as they walked. Xie Lian crossed his arms and said sincerely, "Two generals of the Pei family ascended to heaven with the same surname, which is already a rare story in the human world, and the two Feng Shui masters of you ascended to heaven together, which is even more rare."

You must know, among tens of thousands of people, not necessarily one can ascend. There are hundreds of years between Pei Ming and Pei Su. Pei Su is not Pei Ming's direct descendant, but the great-great-great-great-great-great-grandson of Pei Ming's brother. The water master Wu Du and the wind master Qing Xuan are a pair of real blood brothers. This is the real case of two people from the same family ascending. How can it not be amazing?

Shi Qingxuan smiled and said, "What's the big deal? My brother and I grew up in the same place, studied under the same master, practiced the same way, and naturally ascended to heaven in the same world."

Xie Lian had also learned about this when he was cramming for the scroll. Of the two Feng Shui masters, Master Wudu ascended first, and not many years later, Master Qingxuan also survived the heavenly tribulation. People often worship these two priests together, worshiping in the same temple and sitting on equal terms. It can be seen that the two brothers really have a very good relationship. Presumably, the Water Master is what Sanlang and Nanfeng said, and the reason why Pei Ming would not touch the Wind Master. After all, he is Shui Hengtian's younger brother, how could he easily afford to offend him?

At this point, Xie Lian suddenly remembered something, and after thinking about it, he asked, “Master Feng, in the Shenwu Palace, I heard General Pei say that he seemed to be quite close to your brother. If you go and tell General Pei this time, will your brother…”

Shi Qingxuan said: "No, no. My brother has long known that I can't stand Pei Ming."

Xie Lian said, “Knowing is one thing, and doing something is another. Will this cause a rift between the Admiral and General Pei?”

Shi Qingxuan said, "It's better to have a rift. I wish my brother would stop hanging out with him and get rid of the three evil tumors as soon as possible."

Xie Lian was startled and asked, “What three poisonous tumors?”

Shi Qingxuan was shocked and said, "What! You don't know this either? Oh! Okay, I know you don't know anything. Just listen to it. These three poisonous tumors are nicknames for several priests in the upper heaven who have a bad reputation but have a good relationship. They are Mingguang, Lingwen and my brother."

Xie Lian thought to himself, “It’s not Xie Lian, Xie Lian, Xie Lian.”

Shi Qingxuan shook the wind master fan and said, "Even if I don't dislike him, this incident was originally Xiao Pei's own fault. Pei Ming wanted to use Ban Yue National Master to take the blame and save Xiao Pei, but he can't do it. No matter whether it's a human, a god or a ghost, they must be responsible for their own actions. What kind of ability is it to bully a little girl?"

He said the last sentence with a rather disdainful tone. Xie Lian listened and said with a smile, “Master Fengshi is truly a chivalrous man.”

Shi Qingxuan smiled and said, "You are not bad. I have vaguely heard some rumors about Banyueguan, but I have never had the time to study them in detail. In addition, my brother scolded me a few times, and I forgot about them because of too many things. I heard you asking in the spiritual communication array that day, and I remembered that there was such a thing, so I went to take a look. Who knew that you not only asked, but also went there. I thought, hey, this person is not bad!"

This wind master was a very straightforward and interesting person. Xie Lian could understand why he was so popular in the Upper Heaven. He had never expected that he would be able to meet such a priest in the Upper Heaven after ascending to the sky. He could not help but smile. Who knew that when he turned around and looked back, the Taoist priest in white beside him had turned into a female priest in white.

This happened so suddenly that Xie Lian almost slipped. He asked, “Master Wind Master, why did you suddenly transform again?”

Shi Qingxuan lifted her long hair and said, "Oh, Your Highness, to be honest, my magic power will be stronger when I am like this."

As mentioned earlier, the wind master and the water master were often worshipped together. However, this also gave rise to a strange accident. Perhaps people felt that in the same temple, the two priests worshipped were both men, which seemed to be missing something. A man and a woman work together, and it seems that a man and a woman are not lacking anything. So later, someone did something, that is, to carve the wind master statue into a female statue.

Not only did they change his image to a female, they also made up nonsense stories, saying that the two Feng Shui priests were a pair of siblings, and there was even a version that said they were a couple. Over the past few hundred years, rumors have spread, and many strange stories have emerged. The two priests took a look at it on a whim, and they got goose bumps all over the floor. However, many people actually believed this nonsense. When mentioning Feng Shi, they often couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, and they kept saying "Niang Niang, bless me." Therefore, Shi Qingxuan also had a nickname, called "Feng Shi Niang Niang."

Although it is funny, there are many such absurd deeds. Take Lingwen for example, she also had a similar experience. Although Lingwen is a female priestess, she never dresses up like other fairies. She usually wears black and white, and is capable and neat. She spends the whole day in Lingwen Hall with a group of civil servants reviewing scrolls like crazy. Even if there is a component of personality, there are other reasons. If you randomly grab someone in the human world and ask: Is Lingwen Zhenjun a man or a woman? Everyone will firmly answer: male.

Of course, the god of literature is a man. Because of this, Lingwen suffered a lot when she first ascended to heaven. She is a god of literature, but many people in the world think that how can a woman occupy the position of a god of literature? How can she ensure the prosperity of literature? It must be impossible! So, no matter how diligent she is, the incense is cold. Later, several temple priests were unhappy and reshaped the statue of Lingwen in a fit of anger, changing it all into a male body, forcing Lingwen Yuanjun to become Lingwen Zhenjun, and also made up a set of jaw-dropping legendary birth experience. With this change, the incense came back. Everyone praised Lingwen Zhenling. In fact, the priest is still the same priest, and the magic power is still the same. The stories that are circulated are all made up, but people just believe it. Later, when Lingwen went to dream or show spirits, she had to use a male body.

Similarly, people think that if your Feng Shui temple has to have a man and a woman to keep it under control, then it has to be a man and a woman. Who cares if you are a god or a ghost? You are what people believe you are. Even if you are a million miles away from that, people will still only see what they want to see. This kind of thing is no longer surprising to the gods in heaven.

As for Shi Qingxuan himself, from Xie Lian's observation, he didn't care much. Rather, he was enjoying it completely. Not only did he enjoy it himself, but he was also very keen to encourage others to have fun with him. Xie Lian was very suspicious of the true identity of the black-clad woman who had accompanied him last time. In the two hours since he came here from the heaven, Shi Qingxuan had been trying to persuade Xie Lian to transform into a woman, and his reason was very legitimate: "Women have a strong yin energy, so it is easier for them to hide their whereabouts in the ghost market."

Xie Lian thought about it and could only decline politely: “I don’t have enough magical power to transform it.”

Shi Qingxuan was very enthusiastic and said, "I'll lend it to you. Isn't that why the Emperor asked me to come here?"

Xie Lian said, “Sir, you should lend it to me when the fight starts…”

Shi Qingxuan failed to persuade them, so he didn't force them. At this time, the two of them had arrived at a desolate wilderness. The night was getting darker, and crows were cawing in the dark woods. The atmosphere was bleak and eerie. Xie Lian watched for a moment and said, "Let's go here. This place is gloomy and there are large cemeteries nearby. We will always see one or two people preparing to go out to the market. We can just follow them when the time comes."

So, the two of them squatted beside the mass graves, waiting for something to happen.

After squatting for a while, Shi Qingxuan reached into his sleeve and rummaged around. He somehow pulled out a jar of wine and asked, "Want to drink?"

Xie Lian took it and took a sip, which made his throat burn. He returned the jar to him and said, “Thank you.”

Shi Qingxuan took it back, drank two sips, and said, "You can't drink?"

Xie Lian said, “I can drink. But if I drink too much I’ll go crazy, so I’d better just taste a little. What time is it?”

Shi Qingxuan pondered for a moment and said, "It's midnight."

Xie Lian said, “Well, it’s almost time.”

As soon as the words came out, the two saw a row of faint lights appearing in the distance deep in the woods.

The row of faint lights came closer and closer, and when they came out of the forest, they saw that it was a row of expressionless women in white clothes. There were old and young, beautiful and ugly, each wearing shrouds, holding white lanterns, and walking slowly forward.

These are the female ghosts who go to the ghost market late at night.

Xie Lian whispered, “Follow me.”

Shi Qingxuan nodded, drank the wine in two gulps, threw the jar away, and the two of them stood up from the ground, following the group of ghosts as if nothing had happened.

The two of them had made sufficient preparations in advance, and removed all the spiritual light from their bodies, just like two pieces of human-shaped wood, without any human energy. The ghosts of the women held white lanterns and walked slowly along the dark woods, chatting softly.

One person said: "I'm so happy, the ghost market is open again, I want to have my face done."

Another person asked, "What's wrong with your face? Didn't you just have it done not long ago?"

The first person said, "It's rotten again. Alas, the person who did it for me last time said it would last a year, but it's only been less than half a year."

Xie Lian and Shi Qingxuan followed behind them, listening to their chat. They didn't say a word, and when they heard something funny, they would just look at each other with twisted lips. After walking for half an hour, the team arrived at a valley.

Deep in the valley, a faint red light shone through, and in the misty night, there seemed to be singing. Xie Lian became more and more curious about what this legendary ghost market looked like. Unexpectedly, just as they entered the valley, the last female ghost in the team turned around and found them, and asked in confusion: "Who are you?"

When asked this question, the pale-faced women in front all turned around, all of them were surprised, surrounded them and asked, "When did they catch up? These two were not there when we left the tomb."

"Which cemetery do you live in? Why do I seem to have never seen you before?"

Xie Lian coughed lightly and said, “We… came here from a cemetery quite far away, so of course we haven’t seen it.”

Shi Qingxuan also smiled and said, "Yes, we came all the way here just to visit the ghost market."

A group of women in white stared at them expressionlessly without saying a word. If it were two people, they would probably kneel down in fear. Xie Lian was not afraid of being exposed. How could these weak ghosts of women and children threaten them? However, the ghost market was right in front of him, so how could he cause a dispute and alert the enemy?

At this time, a woman stared at Shi Qingxuan and spoke slowly.

She said, "Sister, your face is well maintained."

Upon hearing this, Xie Lian and Shi Qingxuan were both startled.

Then, the two of them nodded in unison. Xie Lian said, “Not bad, not bad.” Shi Qingxuan imitated his tone and said, “Very good, very good.”

A bunch of women gathered around and started discussing: "Yes, it's not rotten at all." "Sister, where did you get your face done?" "What's the secret?" "Do you have any recommended shops?"

Shi Qingxuan didn't know how to answer, so he could only laugh dryly and said, "Really? I also think my face is very good, haha, hahaha, hahahahahahahahaha..."

How could he know how to maintain a dead person's face? He could only keep laughing to delay time. At this moment, the team turned around, and Xie Lian's vision suddenly became clear, and a sea of ​​red came into view.

A bizarre world appeared before him.

This is a long street.

The street was so long that it seemed as if it had no end. Both sides of the street were filled with all kinds of shops and vendors, with fluttering colorful signs and big red lanterns scattered all over the place. The "people" walking on the street, coming and going, mostly wore masks. Some were crying, some were laughing, some were angry, some were human, and some were not. Those who were not wearing masks could only be described as "strange in appearance". Some had big heads and small bodies, some were as thin as bamboo poles, and some were flattened like a pancake, sticking to the ground, being stepped on by pedestrians while complaining.

Xie Lian was very careful not to step on anything strange. He passed by a food stall and saw the stall owner stirring a pot of soup with a large bone stick. As he stirred, saliva leaked from between his teeth and dripped into the soup. Several eyeballs were floating in the strangely colored soup. Xie Lian saw this and suddenly felt confident.

On the other side, some weird people were performing acrobatics. A burly man was holding a weakling ghost. He opened his mouth and a huge fire gushed out, burning the ghost in his hand, making it scream like a pig being slaughtered and struggle continuously, while the onlookers clapped their hands, laughed and cheered loudly. Some people were even crazy and threw money into the air, making the sky full of white snow. The money fluttered and fell in front of Xie Lian. He stretched out his hand to take a piece and took a look. It was indeed ghost money.

We continued walking and passed a butcher shop. In front of the shop, there was a row of emaciated human heads, neatly arranged from small to large, with clear prices, such as how much for young boys, how much for young boys, how much for men, how much for women, and how much for brittle human bones. The man wearing an apron and holding a butcher knife busying himself in the shop was actually a wild boar with long black mane, and what he was chopping was a thick human leg, which was still twitching.

It is truly a hell of chaos and carnival.

It was common for people to chop up pigs, but it was rare for pigs to chop up people. Xie Lian couldn’t help but look at it a few more times, but the pig noticed it. It immediately asked, “What are you looking at? Do you want to buy it or not?”

Xie Lian shook his head and said, “No.”

The butcher chopped the pig hard on the chopping board, causing blood and flesh to splatter. It said in a rough voice: "If you don't want to buy, don't look! Damn it, are you looking for trouble? Get out of here!"

Xie Lian rolled away. But after he took a few steps, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The ghosts of the women and Shi Qingxuan had disappeared without a trace.

Xie Lian was startled, and immediately thought of communicating with the wind master, fearing that he would really be dragged by the ghosts of the women to shave and maintain his face. However, this is the ghost market, and the spiritual magic of the heavenly realm is also restricted here. The spiritual communication was fruitless, so he had to search aimlessly on the street. As he walked, he was suddenly pulled by someone. He was already very alert, and immediately asked, "Who?"

The one who held him was a woman. She was startled by him, but after seeing his face clearly, she giggled and said in a charming voice, "Oh, little brother, you are so handsome."

The woman was wearing revealing clothes and had a horribly gaudy makeup. Her white powder was not evenly applied and fell off when she opened her mouth. Her chest was bulging, as if something was stuffed in her flesh. It was really frightening to see. Xie Lian gently lifted up her skinny hand and said, "Young lady, let's talk it over."

The woman was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter and said, "Oh my god, you call me girl? There are still people calling me girl these days? Hahahahahaha!"

The people around him seemed to find it funny and started laughing. Xie Lian shook his head, but before he could say anything, the woman rushed over again and said, "Don't leave! Little brother, I like you. Come with me to have fun for the night. I don't want your money." She pursed her lips, threw him a coquettish look, and said, "I'll pay for you, hehehe..."

Xie Lian thought to himself that it was such a sin, so he pulled away without leaving any trace but firmly, and said in a gentle voice, “Girl.”

Unexpectedly, the woman suddenly seemed impatient and said, "Why call me girl? Who wants to hear you call me that? Okay, stop talking nonsense. How about you come or not?"

As if to seduce Xie Lian, she suddenly undressed her already revealing clothes. Xie Lian had not been prepared for her to be so bold, and did not expect to stop her. He could only sigh, look away, and take a detour. But the female ghost blocked his way again, teasing him in every possible way, and asked, "Do you like it?"

However, Xie Lian had been in Huangji Temple since he was a child, and had abstained from sex for many years. He had always been as steady as a rock in mind and body. He could remain calm no matter what he saw. He would automatically recite the Tao Te Ching in his mind with a loud voice, and was completely indifferent. The female ghost failed to tease him, and her face changed. She spat, "You don't even want me to throw myself at you. Are you a man?"

Xie Lian glanced to the side and said, “Yes.”

The female ghost said: "Then prove it to me!"

Someone on the side laughed and said, "You slut, she doesn't want you because you're old and ugly, why are you still clinging to her?"

Xie Lian listened and said calmly, “Actually, it’s not true. I have a hidden illness. I can’t get an erection.”

Everyone was startled, and then suddenly, they burst into ghostly and wolf-howling laughter: “Hahahahahahahahaha…”

This time, the target of ridicule became Xie Lian. It was really rare to see a man who had the courage to say that he had a hidden illness in front of a large crowd. But Xie Lian didn't care whether his evil roots could do evil or not, and he used this as an excuse to shirk responsibility, and this method worked every time. Sure enough, the female ghost covered her clothes and stopped pestering, cursing: "No wonder you are like this. You pig, why didn't you say you were sick earlier! Ptut!"

Not far away, the pig butcher chopped down again and cursed: "Fuck, you damn bitch, how can you talk like that? What's wrong with the pig?"

The female ghost was not to be outdone and shouted back, "Yeah, what's wrong with the pig? You damned beast!"

Many voices on the long street shouted, "The female ghost Lan Chang is causing trouble again!" "Butcher Zhu is killing ghosts!" The two sides were fighting in such a mess that Xie Lian was finally able to get away. He walked a distance, looked back over there, and sighed.

Not long after, there was another burst of noise ahead. As he walked, he came to a huge red building.

This building is magnificent, with pillars, roofs, and exterior walls all painted in a rich red, and covered with a thick layer of gorgeous carpet. To be honest, it is no different from the palace in heaven, except that it is less solemn and more colorful. People are coming and going in front of the door, and there is a lot of noise inside, it is very lively. Listening and looking carefully, this seems to be a gambling house.

Xie Lian walked forward and saw two words hanging on the pillars on both sides. On the left was "Money is more important than life", and on the right was "Winning is more important than shame". Looking at the top, the horizontal banner read: "Hahahaha".

“…”

It was so crude that it was not worthy of being called a couplet. Moreover, the handwriting was also rough and chaotic, with no brushwork at all. It was as if someone was drunk and holding a big brush with malice in his heart, and was blown by a gust of evil wind, and finally became like this. Xie Lian used to be the crown prince of a country, and his calligraphy was taught by several famous teachers. In his eyes, such words were naturally horrible. However, they were so difficult to see that they were devilish, which made Xie Lian want to laugh. He shook his head and thought that the wind master should not play here, so he should go to the beauty shop that shaves female ghosts to find him.

He should have just left like that, but for some unknown reason, after taking a few steps, he turned around and walked in.

As expected, the gambling house lobby was packed with people, laughing and crying. Xie Lian had just walked down a few steps when he heard a scream. He looked closely and saw four masked men carrying a man walking towards him.

The man seemed to be in great pain, struggling and howling as he was carried, bleeding as he walked. It turned out that both of his legs were cut off, and blood was pouring out. A little ghost was following him all the way, greedily licking the blood on the ground, licking it clean.

Despite such a horrific scene, no one in the gambling house turned back to take a second look. They were still shouting, cheering, and rolling around. However, originally, most of the people playing here were not human, and if they were human, they were not ordinary people.

Xie Lian stepped aside, letting the four big men carry the person out, and continued walking in. A maid wearing a smiley mask came up and said with a smile: "Sir, are you here to play?"

Xie Lian smiled slightly and said, “I don’t have any money on me, can I just take a look?”

In his experience, if you say something like this in a store, you will be kicked out. Why are you going in without money? However, the waitress said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you don't have money. Most of the people who play here don't gamble with money."

Xie Lian asked, “Really?”

The maid covered her mouth and said, "Yes. Sir, please follow me."

She waved to Xie Lian and walked forward gracefully. Xie Lian followed behind her calmly, looking around.

Whether looking from the outside or the inside, this gambling house is gorgeous but not exaggerated, gorgeous but not vulgar. It can almost be said that it is a building with great taste. The maid led Xie Lian to the end of the hall, where there was a long table surrounded by three layers of people. As soon as Xie Lian approached, he heard a man say, "I bet one hand!"

There were too many people watching, so Xie Lian couldn't squeeze in, so he could only stand outside and listen. Suddenly, he heard another person lazily say, "No need. Not to mention a hand, even your life is worthless here."

Upon hearing this voice, Xie Lian’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He silently said, "Sanlang."

The voice he just heard was indeed that of the young man, but it was a little deeper than he remembered.

But, precisely because of this, the sound was even more pleasant to the ear. Even amid the laughter of the onlookers, the sound was extremely clear, penetrating the bustling gambling house and striking his ears.

Xie Lian looked up and realized that there was a curtain behind the long table. Behind the curtain, he could vaguely see a figure in red, leisurely leaning on a chair.