The years I was in the human world

Chapter 125 Banquet for Guests

"Last time I woke up, I became the bridegroom. This time, something unexpected happened. You got off the sedan chair, and the groom is someone else. I'm afraid I'll have to spend some time looking for the mansion for the wedding." Xiao Fengzhuo was leading the horse in front. His clothes were so glittering with jewels that they almost blinded the eyes in the night.

"Where did you find this dress?" Lu Zhouxue asked while sitting on the horse, looking at Xiao Fengzhuo who was dressed like a rich landlord. Xiao Fengzhuo had a free and easy personality and dressed casually. He would never be as neat and solemn as he is today, even wearing a hair crown.

"What's wrong with this dress?" Xiao Fengzhuo tightened his hands holding the reins, seeming a little nervous. He asked casually, but his tone sounded a little unsure. "It was originally bought for a festival in the past. The style is a little old. If Mianmian doesn't like it, you can change it later."

"No need to change, it looks good." Lu Zhouxue explained quickly after hearing this, "It's just not like Ah Zhuo's usual style, so I asked this question."

"Well - do you like it?" Xiao Fengzhuo stopped and turned around holding the reins to look back. His eyes were sparkling and full of hope, no different from a young boy asking for praise from his sweetheart.

Qinghe, who was following beside him, remained silent, just raised his eyebrows slightly, and then sighed softly, "Oh, this world."

Lu Zhouxue looked into Xiao Fengzhuo's eyes and felt his heart suddenly beat faster. He didn't know how to release the surging emotions in his heart. And because Qinghe was beside him, he just nodded heavily and said, "Yeah."

This one sound was enough to satisfy Xiao Fengzhuo. He curved his eyes and smiled like a flower blooming on a branch in early spring, shy and charming. He turned around and continued to lead the horse forward, and his movements were full of excitement. He was really happy: Mianmian said she liked this outfit that was not valued by everyone.

The three of them walked forward in silence for a while, and finally, at the end of their sight, a large red lantern lit up dimly, and then the edges of the tile eaves of a prince's palace hidden in the endless darkness gradually appeared.

The maid with red makeup on her face had been waiting there early. When she saw Xiao Fengzhuo coming with the horse and people, she immediately grinned and came over with a smile, just about to take the new bride into the house. But when she saw Xiao Fengzhuo, she froze where she was, with a strange expression on her face, as if she was neither smiling nor laughing.

"What are you standing there for? Why don't you welcome the bride back home?" Xiao Fengzhuo scolded him calmly, walked to the side of the white horse, and stretched out his hand to Lu Zhouxue on the horse. His tone softened instantly, "Mianmian, come here, I'll carry you down."

The maid guarding the door had a distorted expression. She looked at Xiao Fengzhuo, who was dressed in white and looked like a fairy, and then looked at the "bride" in his arms wearing a wedding dress. She spoke in a tone that sounded like she wanted to cry but couldn't: "Your Highness, why are you here?"

Lu Zhouxue didn't know about the complicated relationship between the prince who "married" him today and Xiao Fengzhuo, so he didn't notice anything wrong when he heard the maid call the latter "Your Highness". He was just a little surprised why the maid didn't call Xiao Fengzhuo the prince, but called him Your Highness.

"I'm getting married today. Tell me why you came? Or do you think that the one getting married today should be someone else?" Xiao Fengzhuo stared at the maid meaningfully. The warning in his words made the latter tremble. She lowered her head hastily and dared not say anything else.

Qinghe noticed something, turned to look at Xiao Fengzhuo, and then lowered her head in thought. The latter didn't know what she was thinking, raised his chin to the maid and said: "Why don't you lead the way?"

Today the Ghost Prince's wedding is really lively. The last time they came out of the bridal chamber, the courtyard was deserted and the garden was full of dead grass. But this time it is different. People are coming and going, the lights are bright, and just looking at them makes people feel that this is really lively and unusual.

"It looks a lot more lively than last time." Xiao Fengzhuo held Lu Zhouxue in his arms and refused to let go. He didn't care about the rules and just held her tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch her away from him. This attracted all the servants passing by to look at him secretly.

The banquet in the front hall was already in full swing. Xiao Fengzhuo passed by with someone in his arms and took a look inside. He saw forces from all sides. Even Lu Zhouxue was a little surprised: "Who is this prince? He has attracted forces from all sides to congratulate him."

"Maybe the prince may not be so powerful." Qinghe interrupted and turned to exchange glances with Xiao Fengzhuo. The latter understood what he meant and put Lu Zhouxue down, then chopped the maid who was leading the way in front unconscious with a knife.

Qinghe squatted down to investigate, and then said: "There is a formation that limits the magic power. It is aimed at powerful people with deep magic power. The formation is indeed unusual and effective against gods. As for those people just now, they are probably guarding the formation."

Qinghe couldn't help but sigh after he finished speaking: "Who says mortals are stupid? Look at this formation, it is more exquisite than the ones arranged by some of my acquired gods."

"This formation is set up against me." After hearing Qinghe say this, Lu Zhouxue remembered the last time he was forced into a desperate situation under the attack of several groups of people. He had to burn his soul to escape from here, but he still fell into the knife of Peacock.

"Coming for you? Why do you say that?" Qinghe looked puzzled.

"Didn't I tell you before that several forces joined together to create a god?" Lu Zhouxue said. Before, he only told Qinghe the general idea of ​​creating a god. The specific people involved and their relationships were complicated, and he hadn't had time to explain it clearly to Qinghe.

“The Wuxiang people borrowed Zhu Huang’s body to cultivate their divine bones. It happened that I came down from the divine realm, and Zhu Huang unexpectedly achieved nirvana, so I borrowed his body to be reborn. So now the divine bones are in me. Now all parties know that the divine bones are complete, and they are doing their best to hunt me down.” Lu Zhouxue said.

"It's ridiculous. If mortals can really create divine bones, then what becomes of gods?" Qinghe couldn't help but scold. When she first heard that mortals wanted to create gods in order to ascend to heaven, she thought it was just a radical move by monks seeking the great way, and she could still understand it a little.

At this time, when she heard Lu Zhouxue say that the world had been fussing over this so-called "divine bone", she felt it was extremely absurd. She was filled with righteous indignation, but Xiao Fengzhuo was very calm: "Whether it can be created or not, now that this divine bone is in his body and has been nurtured by divine power, it is real."

"Things are getting complicated." Qinghe pinched the bridge of his nose irritably. "The divine bone must not be obtained by mortals, but things haven't reached the worst point yet. First, find a way to quietly break this formation that can restrict your and my actions. After that, I will report to the God Realm and ask how to deal with this divine bone."

Lu Zhouxue and Xiao Fengzhuo's expressions suddenly became very subtle. Qinghe looked up and saw the solemn and helpless expressions on their faces. He couldn't help but wonder if he had said something wrong: "What's wrong with you guys? Why are you so embarrassed?"

"What if a mortal has already obtained the divine bone?" Xiao Fengzhuo asked softly. He didn't know what he was thinking about, and his face gradually became ugly.

"We already have the divine bones. Do you think it will be far from being able to piece together the divine blood, divine soul, and even the divine eyes and flesh?" Qinghe asked back. She was not contradicting herself when she said this. Even though she did not think that mortals could create divine bones, she did not doubt the ability of mortals who obtained the divine bones to piece together a false god.

"Back then, the Wuxiang people climbed up Mount Buzhou and ate the gods. They originally had the blood of the gods in their veins." Lu Zhouxue said softly. He turned his eyes to look at Xiao Fengzhuo, "The Demon King took away your demon pill, and he also got the elixir of the gods."

"As for the flesh and blood of God..." Lu Zhouxue stopped here, and Xiao Fengzhuo added lightly: "There is also the Xie family. The Xie family inherited the immortal bloodline of the Chu royal family. Although they cannot live forever, their bloodline is real. When the Southern Dynasty was destroyed, all the Xie family members died, but Xie Huaiyu was left behind."

"I just don't know where his body is hidden. But it's been two hundred years. I think it has been refined into a vessel for God." Xiao Fengzhuo calmed down after finding that the matter was a foregone conclusion. "It doesn't matter. If a mortal really opens the road to heaven, it will be nothing more than a fight between man and god."

Lu Zhouxue and Xiao Fengzhuo were already thinking about the worst-case scenario. Qinghe was not in a good mood and could not help but say, "Things are not that bad. Without the divine soul and divine bones, the remaining parts are useless. Instead, they will incur divine punishment for nothing."

"That's true." Lu Zhouxue sighed softly and said helplessly, "But the problem now is that we don't know what else they don't have."

Qinghe: “What do you mean?”

Xiao Fengzhuo briefly explained how he and Lu Zhouxue had found a mirror that could go back in time in Xiao Yueheng's lair, and then said, "What you see now happened two hundred years ago. The divine bones have been obtained by mortals, but as for the divine soul, isn't there still Xiao Ling?"

"Let's not talk about whether we can change the past by going back to the past. Xia Si, let's just talk about your mission this time in the mortal world. Do you think the new god you are going to welcome is the one created by mortals?" Xiao Fengzhuo's statement was shocking, but it was not entirely unreasonable.

Yes, this is the only way to explain why the new god is an innate god, but was born in the human world where the road to heaven collapsed?

"But then again, if they really pieced together a god, and haven't been able to seek further benefits in two hundred years, I'm afraid their god is not complete. As for what is missing, that's what we will fight for next." Xiao Fengzhuo said.

Qinghe silently unfolded the scroll and wrote with lightning speed. After finishing, he said to the two of them, "This is a matter of great importance. I will report it to the God Realm along with the previous matters. I will also record your names at that time. You two should not mind, right?"

"Of course, but don't rush to report. It won't be too late to report it once you've solved this formation." The God Realm does things quickly, but there are many necessary steps, and Xiao Fengzhuo understands that, so he didn't make things difficult for Qinghe on this matter.

"Any evil formation that wants to be unleashed must first be preceded by a sacrifice, and the sacrifice is blood. Looking at the banquet with toasts and the bustling noises, they are actually all sacrifices trapped in the formation." The three of them hid in the dark. Qinghe looked at the lively scene in the front hall. The prince who was beaten by Xiao Fengzhuo was toasting to people.

She pointed at the four people who were sitting on high seats, even more prominent than the groom. "As for those people up there, they should be the ones who activated the formation to protect it. Since they are here, the center of the formation must be nearby."

"Xing Yuan, Xiao Ling, Yaoguang, and Qi Nankuo, all are here." Xiao Fengzhuo glanced over there, and then saw his disliked brother toasting Xiao Ling with a fawning look on his face, and suddenly he became suspicious.

In the past, he hated Xiao Ling for ruining half of his life. Today, when he saw Chu Zhaoyun toasting Xiao Ling, he suddenly had a question: why did Xiao Ling choose their Chu family and commit such a disaster?

"The divine bone is about to be completed, why does the Ghost King look unhappy?" Xing Yuan drank the wine in front of him one cup after another, but he never looked drunk. He turned his head and saw Xiao Ling staring at the dancer on the field, and couldn't help but ask, "The Ghost King has been staring at this dancer, is there something special about her?"

Xiao Ling came back to his senses after hearing that, but ignored him. He quietly poured himself a glass of wine and drank it silently, looking like he was troubled.

"Demon Lord, please." At this time, Chu Zhaoyun came over to toast Xing Yuan. Seeing that the latter was staring at the dancers on the stage, he asked, "Are you satisfied with today's singing and dancing?"

Chu Zhaoyun has long lost the glory he once had as the crown prince of the Western Dynasty. He is now nothing more than a half-open gatehouse, pretending to be wealthy. The dancers at the banquet are just wandering ghosts that he captured with the help of the Ghost King. They are not that stunningly beautiful at all.

Xing Yuan was a man of many talents in his own territory, and he had seen all kinds of beauties. Naturally, the ones Chu Zhaoyun brought were not to his liking, but even though he didn't like them, it didn't stop him from teasing Xiao Ling with Chu Zhaoyun's words: "Although the dancer is beautiful, she is not as charming as the Ghost King."

Chu Zhaoyun was so frightened by his words that he almost lost his grip on the wine glass in his hand. Xing Yuan himself had no self-awareness. Not only did he flirt with the man, he also turned around and asked Qi Nankuo, "What does the Demon King think?"

Xiao Ling has a feminine appearance, a beautiful and feminine face, and is usually taciturn and does not like to show off. Xing Yuan has always thought that he is weak and can be bullied. Ever since he saw his true face, he often teased him.

"The Ghost King is indeed suave and charming, but I have always liked delicate and soft girls, and I am afraid that I cannot appreciate the aesthetic taste of the Demon Lord." Qi Nankuo didn't want to get involved in either side, so he laughed and passed on the topic. Xing Yuan was bored and was about to ask Yaoguang.

The woman who didn't drink or talk and had been flirting with him with her eyes closed opened her eyes before he opened his mouth and said meaningfully, "The Demon Lord is a bit unrestrained, but it's better for the guest to follow the host's will and be more restrained."

Yaoguang didn't bother to care about the grudges between these people. In her eyes, whether it was the Demon Lord or the Ghost King, they were all lowly and dirty things. However, the formation was about to be activated. If Xiao Ling was annoyed because of Xing Yuan's bad mouth, and the latter was unhappy and turned hostile, she would also be in trouble.

She had no choice but to say this. After being rejected by the two men, Xing Yuan felt a little embarrassed. He snorted coldly and stopped talking. He just lowered his head and drank.