The Extraordinary Urban God Of Medicine
/ The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine Chapter 891 – Chapter 891 Chapter 891 Zheng He
Chapter 891: Chapter 891: Zheng He – Ghost Immortal???? Chapter 891: Chapter 891: Zheng He – Ghost Immortal???? “`
Under the guidance of Huang Xiaolong, Shirley Bai and the others all began to pay close attention to the expression of Zheng He in the scroll.
Indeed, just as Huang Xiaolong had said, amid such a picturesque scene on a day of great joy and celebration of marriage, and the bride being so stunningly beautiful, exotic, and filled with a mysterious aura of the Mermaid Clan, it was only natural to expect Zheng He to be overjoyed with laughter and open smiles. However, his expression was very sinister, almost twisted!
“Wait–something's wrong!” Shirley Bai exclaimed loudly. “I've always been interested in the history of Huaxia. I've read about the deeds of the Treasure Fleet eunuch as well. He was a eunuch, so how could he possibly get married?”
Cao Dabiao gazed at the mermaid in the painting and said foolishly. “Such a beautiful mermaid lady, even if I were a eunuch, I couldn't resist her charm, and I would still fall in love and marry her.”
“Nonsense!” Shirley Bai glared fiercely at Cao Dabiao.
“It might be what you humans call a platonic spiritual love,” Xiaohong offered her own opinion. “Stories of humans falling in love with demons have not been uncommon since ancient times.”
“I have a different view,” Huang Xiaolong said with an amused smile. “I think that Zheng He's marriage to the mermaid is not about the wine in front of him, but something else altogether.”
Huang Xiaolong was now extremely interested in this story, filled with a desire to solve the mystery.
“Master, look, in the painting, the seawater around Zheng He's body seems to be pushed apart by some inexplicable force. Near his body, there appears to be a bubble that encases him, protecting him from the erosion of the sea.” Qingqing pointed out.
Indeed, in the painting, Zheng He's mouth was tightly shut, his cheeks puffed out, indicating that he was holding something in his mouth. Perhaps it was that very thing that allowed him, a human, to swim freely under the sea like fish and shrimp, unrestrained.
“It might be something like a Water-Repelling Pearl,” Huang Xiaolong chuckled.
Huang Xiaolong led the group to continue searching for scrolls in the mansion.
They soon found another painting.
The background was still set deep under the sea where many mermaids, along with Huaxia sailors in uniform, appeared to be celebrating.
Both mermaids and sailors were holding musical instruments, such as suona, flutes, guqin, and panpipes, playing them vigorously.
The meaning of this painting was easy to grasp: Zheng He had married a beautiful mermaid, and his sailors and the Mermaid Clan were jubilantly celebrating with music and fanfare.
In the painting, every sailor seemed to have something in their mouths.
And more!
Each sailor had an unnatural expression, all slightly twisted and perverted, just like Zheng He in the previous painting!
“It feels… it feels a bit chilling…” Shirley Bai shivered involuntarily, moving closer to Huang Xiaolong, and held his hand.
“None of these guys are good news!” Qingqing declared assertively.
“Ha, let's continue looking for the next painting,” Huang Xiaolong said with a smile.
Finally, in a side hall, they found another scroll.
When Huang Xiaolong and the others saw this painting, they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar! Huang Xiaolong still managed to keep his composure, but Shirley Bai bent over and vomited uncontrollably.
Even Qingqing and Xiaohong, the two demons who had much stronger mental fortitude than humans, were trembling intensely at this moment!
Cao Dabiao's eyes rolled back, his face turned as pale as paper, and he gnashed his teeth. “This… this… this is truly! Beastly! Absolutely atrocious!”
The painting depicted a mansion ablaze with lights.
From the layout, it was indeed the dilapidated old house where Huang Xiaolong and the others were currently located.
Inside the mansion, it was a festive scene, with the sailors hosting a major banquet.
Cooks came out one after another, carrying delicious dishes.
The so-called delicacies were actually–various cooked… mermaids!!!!
The sailors were drinking from huge bowls, heartily eating mermaid meat!
In their eyes, there was nothing but greed, distortion, evilness, and perversion!
From the painting, these sailors looked just like a bunch of gluttonous and vicious demons, malevolent spirits!
“Oh… That's what the strand of consciousness spoke of when it mentioned the atrocity that was devoid of humanity…” Murder blazed in Huang Xiaolong's eyes.
He had suspected that Zheng He had persecuted the Mermaid Clan and even caused the death of his wife. But he never imagined it was much more than mere persecution–it was… cannibalism! They were literally eaten!
Zheng He and his sailors had actually cooked the mermaids into food, held grand banquets, and devoured them ravenously, like devils!
This was beyond cruelty and could not be simply described as such!
“Ha, although mermaids are demons, their upper bodies are undoubtedly human, and most possess human thoughts, feelings, and desires; otherwise, the beautiful mermaid would not have married Zheng He. And they still had the heart to eat them?” Huang Xiaolong stretched, forcefully suppressing the surge of killing intent almost exploding from his chest.
“How preposterous! This is simply outrageous!” Qingqing's demon energy surged forth, wreaking havoc in the mansion with howling winds. In her eyes shone a demonic light, as red as blood, “They say humans are greedy and crafty, with cunning minds, and it's true! So true!”
After speaking, Qingqing realized she had misspoken and quickly held Huang Xiaolong's arm with an apologetic smile. “Of course, Master, you are the exception, the exception.”
“Now the storyline of the entire tale seems to be clear,” Huang Xiaolong nodded slightly. “The Treasure Fleet eunuch visited the West seven times, and during those travels, he formed a bond with the Mermaid Clan and fell in love with a beautiful mermaid. But his love was with ulterior motives. Perhaps it was on the night of his wedding that Zheng He and his men enacted their premeditated poisonous scheme, slaughtering the Mermaid Clan and cooking them into delicacies, gleefully celebrating as they devoured them…”
“Let's keep looking to see if there are more paintings,” Huang Xiaolong led the group on their continued search.
In a large study, they found another painting.
The background of the scroll once again took place deep under the sea.
Many fish, corals, octopuses appeared in the painting, with only Zheng He alone.
Zheng He, wearing an official's hat and with his hands clasped behind his back, was seen strolling leisurely in the deep sea, with a smile on his face, looking extremely, extremely pleased with himself, his pride reaching the zenith.
Compared to the gloomy expression when he was getting married, he seemed like a completely different person.
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The painter's skill was exquisite, and from this painting, one could surmise that Zheng He harbored a kind of joy and satisfaction that emanated from within.
Furthermore, in this painting, there was no longer anything in Zheng He's mouth.
It seemed, without the aid of items like the Water-Repelling Pearl, he could still wander the deep sea at will.
Huang Xiaolong murmured, “Could it be that eating mermaid flesh allows one to breathe underwater as freely as fish?”
Below the painting was a caption.
“I am the greatest navigator of our age. I have uncovered their secrets. They thrive in the sea, commanding the wind and rain, yet they could not escape my schemes! Exhilarating! Exhilarating!”
These words were obviously written by Zheng He, and reading them would send a chill down one's spine.
The depth of his cunning and the malevolence of his deeds were probably rare in history!
Below this statement, there was more description–“The mermaids, shaped like fish with human faces, speak human languages and are indistinguishable from us. Mermaid tears solidify into pearls that, when placed in the mouth, function like Water-Repelling Pearls and allow one to dive thousands of meters beneath the sea unharmed. Mermaids have lifespans reaching a thousand years. Eating their flesh would allow mortals to live freely in the sea and possibly grant them eternal life, with limitless longevity!”
After reading these words, Huang Xiaolong finally understood, “Oh, so mermaid tears can solidify into pearls that, when placed in the mouth, have the same effect as a Water-Repelling Pearl. Consuming mermaid flesh enables one to live underwater with no restrictions and no need for any tools. Moreover, it grants one a kind of immortality.”
After a pause, Huang Xiaolong let out a sarcastic laugh. “However, it seems now that eating mermaid flesh certainly doesn't bring immortality. All these were just wild fantasies of Zheng He. Otherwise, how could those sailors have died and turned into ghosts, to be devoured by my ghost puppets? Hahahaha~~~”
“So Zheng He must also have died, right?” Shirley Bai asked tremblingly.
Huang Xiaolong pondered for a moment. “His name is not on the Book of Life and Death.”
“This…” Shirley Bai and the others were all astonished.
“Either this man, like Xu Fu, has not truly died. Or there is another possibility,” Huang Xiaolong's eyes twitched slightly.
“Young master, what's the other possibility?” Qingqing's curiosity was piqued.
“Zheng He has long since died and turned into a ghost, but he has become a Ghost Immortal, reversing life and death and removing his name from the Book of Life and Death,” Huang Xiaolong spoke solemnly. “A Ghost Immortal, whose ghostly form has cultivated into an immortal one, lives forever. With the power to shatter mountains and split stones with the flick of a wrist, they are like Immortals, beyond the control of the underworld. Even hell's emissaries have no cause to capture their souls. Logically, not even King Yan or the Yin Emperor can govern a Ghost Immortal.”
For a Ghost King to ascend to a Ghost Immortal is no easy feat; the gulf between them is as vast as that between heaven and man.
Ying Kexin had been conferred a title by Huang Xiaolong, becoming the temple priestess of Binhai City's Wall Temple, with the potential to become a Ghost Immortal, yet it would still require a long period of accumulation.
Judging by the ghostly formation set up in the Bermuda Triangle, it certainly wasn't something a Ghost King could have arranged.
Huang Xiaolong had his suspicions at the time.
Considering the current situation, it was possible that Zheng He had already become a Ghost Immortal.
Yet, Huang Xiaolong was not afraid of a Ghost Immortal.
'Zheng He, no matter whether you are now man or ghost, or even a Ghost Immortal, you have committed deeds that have enraged both heaven and man, and I will surely kill you!'
Huang Xiaolong thought to himself silently.
“Young Master, look, there are some glowing pearls on the desk!” Xiaohong ran into the study next to a desk.
Huang Xiaolong walked over and saw that indeed, the desk was adorned with a dozen or so pearls, each about the size of a walnut, perfectly round, clear, and radiant. After so many years, they hadn't gathered a speck of dust and remained thoroughly clean.
The color of the pearls was a deep selike azure, just like the eyes of a mermaid. Inside, they also held wavy marbled patterns resembling waves.
“These are the tears of a mermaid,” Huang Xiaolong said as he casually picked one up and handed it to Cao Dabiao with a smile. “Try putting it in your mouth.”
“Huh~~” Cao Dabiao was startled.
“I'm giving you one, do you want it?” Huang Xiaolong said with a smile.
Cao Dabiao immediately nodded vigorously, took the pearl from Huang Xiaolong's hand, and put it in his mouth. “Hmm~~ It has a faint taste of seawater, and it seems like… it's like the taste of tears.”
Shirley suddenly cried out. “I know! These are all the tears of Zheng He's wife. I'm afraid that on that day, when Zheng He was about to kill her, she begged tearfully, but… but she still died at Zheng He's hands. Before her death, her tears turned into pearls and were placed on this desk by Zheng He… It's despicable! So perverse! It's utterly infuriating!”
“That's about the whole story,” Huang Xiaolong said with a smile, as he collected the dozen or so pearls from the desk.
Next, Huang Xiaolong sent a trace of his thoughts into the underworld and summoned the souls associated with Zheng He's eunuch's voyage to the West, thoroughly questioning them one by one.
Some secrets unknown to the people of his time were now all clear to Huang Xiaolong.
At dusk, Huang Xiaolong led everyone away from the ancient mansion. Outside the mansion, they found a rocky area with towering stones and sat down to rest.
At that moment, the obsession attached to the black dagger marked “one” awoke.
The woman's voice echoed in Huang Xiaolong's sea of consciousness. “Sir… have you found those paintings?”
“Hmm.” Huang Xiaolong communicated with his thoughts. “I've come to understand the whole story. You are not a human, but a mermaid, right?”
Instantly, the woman's voice wailed in Huang Xiaolong's sea of consciousness, the crying filled with boundless resentment and hatred, discontent, and rage…
Huang Xiaolong sighed and said with his heart's voice. “It turns out that during the Ming Dynasty, there were records of 'Emperor Jianwen taking to the sea, with a mermaid as his carrier.' And Zheng He's actual purpose in his seven voyages to the West was not to promote national prestige or expand tribute trade, much less strengthen international ties. His main goal was to find the mermaid.”
“Unexpectedly, Zheng He really did find one. This piece of history is not recorded in any historical document. During Zheng He's sixth voyage to the West, his fleet encountered a storm and almost perished. According to unofficial records, 'fortunate was the noble's rescue, sparing disaster.' I think it was your Mermaid Clan that saved him, right?”
“Later, before Zheng He's seventh voyage to the West, he told the emperor that if he were to die for his country, he wished for the emperor to take care of Zheng He's descendants. Then, when he reached the western coast of India, the fleet again encountered a storm, and after the storm, the eunuch Zheng He vanished from the human world. I think by the time of Zheng He's last voyage to the West, he had already decided not to return. Thus, you mermaids used magic, employed the storm as cover for Zheng He, and played a vanishing act. Zheng He brought you all to this Bermuda area and settled on this island. What happened later is the human tragedy you described, utterly unforgivable. Zheng He schemed tirelessly, all for…”
At this moment, the woman's voice roared in Huang Xiaolong's mind–a roar of bloodied tears, filled with hatred almost unimaginable.
“Sir, could you… could you grant me a few requests!” The woman's voice pleaded sorrowfully in Huang Xiaolong's sea of consciousness, voice filled with tears.
Chapter end
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