Chapter 1670: Come to the temple

Nangong Ling and his party came to a side room of the temple, where candlesticks, totems, tobacco, animal skulls, etc. were arranged, and the smoke of incense made this place full of mystery.
Nangong Ling knew that all these arrangements were actually for calculation.
The big witch was standing in a quiet place waiting for them.
"Great Witch, people have brought it here."
The female disciple said.
"Well, go down."
The great witch turned around and looked at the man and the woman. They are all different in temperament, especially this man, who always feels like he can't tell the truth, which is very unreal.
It seems that the origin of this man is not simple.
"I heard that a long time ago, the ancestor served two generations of empresses in succession, but what is unexpected is that the two generations of empresses are the same person.
According to legend, the empress is so powerful that she can even reincarnate and dominate her own destiny.
It's just that in the previous generation, traitors emerged from the female emperor's cronies, leading to the fall of a generation of emperors. "
"If you count it down, if the female emperor had reincarnation, she should be the fifteenth generation and she is 24 years old."
Da Wu Zhuozhuo looked at Nangong Ling in front of him: "Presumably you are."
Nangong Ling said, "I came here today to find your ancestor and ask her something."
The big witch looked sad: "I'm afraid you can't do what you want."
"Why?"
"On the day of the weird recovery, the ancestor servant did a fortune, but he was guilty of the great taboo. Now he is unconscious, I am afraid that there will not be much time."
Servant calculations are also strictly limited.
If the servant counts general wealth, marriage, etc., it is detrimental to yin morality, as long as you do more and more kindness, you can make up for it.
And if the servant is beyond the mortal existence, it will greatly reduce the life, such as the netherworld.
The underworld has always been a big taboo. Once anything is linked to the underworld, disasters will inevitably occur.
But it's not that no one dares to count the underworld.
For a 200-year-old person like the ancestor, the servant has reached a state of superb quality and will not cause disaster at all.
Now, because of her servant's calculation, she has fallen into a big bogey against the sky, and her life is seriously broken, and she must have violated an area that she shouldn't touch.
Nangong Ling couldn't help wondering what kind of field would be such a punishment for people like ancestors.
"Then what is the result of having a servant on that day?"
Nangong Ling asked.
Since the ancestor knew the danger, he had to do the calculation himself, it must be a great event.
Da Wu said: "I don't know this. I only know that after the servant calculation ended that day, the ancestor would fall into a coma forever."
"Take me to see."
"this way please."
The big witch took everyone to the innermost room of the temple, which was so dim that only a few candles were flaring, and the weak light was like an old man lying on a bed that hadn't been awake for a long time.
If the big witch is old enough, then this old man is already too old to let the years sigh for it.
Her face was covered with wrinkles, like the bark of an old tree, and her body wrapped in a wide dress was thin and thin, like a skeleton.
Who could have imagined that this old man was also a magnificent man in his twenties?
Nangong Ling sits quietly by the window, stroking this old friend.
Seeing her again, my heart was full of sorrow, beyond words.
She still retains her weak breath, which will be cut off at any time, just as the great witch said, her life will not be long.
It's always a step too late.
In Zhang Wanlin's view, this old man is not ordinary. Although his body is weak, his soul is extremely strong. If he becomes a ghost, he will inevitably go straight to the underworld.
In fact, she still has a lifespan of 50, but she just broke the secret, was taken abruptly, and ended up like this.
Only he can see this information, and only he can see it.
Those who can do this are the ghosts above the level of the ghost king of the underworld.
The ancestor suddenly coughed slightly, and the great witch passed away immediately, with an incredible expression on his face: "The ancestor actually woke up!"
Nangong Ling held the ancestor's hand: "Long Ji, it's me."
The ancestor raised his eyelids with difficulty, looking at her with muddy eyes, his expression calm and peaceful.
Old friends who have been reunited for many years do not actually need a thousand words, an expression is enough to express the longing for each other.
"Long Festival, I know you won't divination easily, especially like this dangerous hexagram.
Can you tell you what you got? "
Nangong Ling hurriedly asked.
The ancestor opened his mouth with difficulty, as if he wanted to say something, but he had more than enough energy and couldn't make any sound.
She was so eager to tell Nangong Ling that she held her hand tightly and exhausted her best effort.
At this moment, she saw the man behind Nangong Ling.
This man is young and ordinary, at best a little handsome and unrestrained.
But he is not an ordinary man, she can see at a glance that he is not a human, but a ghost! It is not an ordinary ghost, but, but... At this moment, the ancestor's face is more anxious, and his mouth is open and he is eager to get out of all he knows, but after exhausting all his strength, he still can't send it out. In one word, it was in vain.
"Don't worry about the long sacrifice, you speak slowly, I'll wait."
Nangong Ling comforted.
After trying several times, the ancestor still couldn't say anything, and finally could only helplessly shook his head and closed his eyes again.
Da Wu came over and said: "The ancestor is tired, she finally woke up, I hope you don't bother anymore."
Nangong Ling glanced at the ancestor last, and had to stand up: "Well, we can't force some things, let's go down first."
She thought in her heart that the long sacrifice must tell herself something important, otherwise it won't be that way.
There are still traces of her grip on her hand now.
After they left, there was only Da Wu sitting on the ground alone with the ancestor. The ancestor's waking up was undoubtedly a top priority for her, and nothing could be compared.
"Ancestor, I will always be with you by your side."
"If there is something we can talk about later, don't worry."
She was really afraid that the ancestor would leave like this.
The ancestor tremblingly raised his hand and motioned for her to pass.
Da Wu walked over, and the ancestor wrote and painted on the palm of her hand.
"ghost?
Are the words you wrote ghosts? "
The witch asked.
Next is the second word.
"emperor?"
Da Wu was even more puzzled: "Is it the emperor?"
She suddenly remembered something, her eyes widened, "Ancestor, are you talking about the legendary existence-the ghost emperor!! The last time the divination was related to the ghost emperor, so it became what it is now. "
The ancestor nodded, stopped his hand, and fell into a long coma again. No one knew if this waking up would be the last time she woke up.
"Ancestor, what do you know about the ghost emperor?"
"Is this related to this weird recovery?"
Da Wu asked eagerly, but there was no answer.
The ghost emperor is not only a legend in the world, but also a legend in the underworld. It can even be said that it is difficult to judge whether there is such an existence.
He can turn his hands into the clouds and cover his hands into the rain, and he can destroy a world at his fingertips.
Even the most powerful ghost emperor in the underworld is no more than an ant in front of him.
If it is the existence of the ghost emperor, the hexagram is naturally dangerous and dangerous, and it is no wonder that the ancestors will become what they are now.
This word alone was enough to shock Da Wu for a long time.
The old ancestor's divination can't be wrong, since she said that there must be a ghost emperor, this world must have something to do with the ghost emperor, but there is no connection between them.