River of Forgetfulness Prefect vs. Ghost Fire Prefect

Ning Zhuo was puzzled. He sensed that Buddha Physician Meng Yaoyin had something more to say, but he could not make sense of it.

Unable to figure it out, he immediately questioned her with his divine sense.

But Buddha Physician Meng Yaoyin said, "Heavenly Secrets cannot be fully divulged. Though the Dao of fate is profoundly mysterious, excessive abuse will incur the jealousy of earth and the condemnation of heaven."

"Especially certain things. If you learn them beforehand, heaven and earth will inevitably intervene, causing the future to undergo drastic changes and depart from the results of your calculations—even becoming the exact opposite."

"I have already given you too many hints, Little Zhuo."

Ning Zhuo hurriedly said, "Mother, you know more than I do. I won't ask anymore. You have to take good care of yourself!"

Buddha Physician Meng Yaoyin turned around and walked before the Paper Figure Army.

This was the seventh army. It was precisely because it was incomplete that Meng Yaoyin had found an opening and made use of it while she was alive.

The paper figures stood silently where they were, having endured the passage of countless years.

The cinnabar on their thin armor seemed to have congealed into bloodstains, while the seams where the pieces joined seeped with the scent of old incense ash.

The infantrymen's spears stood grim as a forest, and cold-condensed dew hung from the arrowheads of the crossbowmen.

Thirty-six divine chariots sat still like coffins. The three-headed, six-armed paper gods held cloud gongs and wind banners, yet looked like clay statues and wooden carvings. Only the vast plain silk standard, nine zhang and nine chi tall, occasionally billowed in the yin wind.

Buddha Physician Meng Yaoyin also stood motionless, gathering her strength.

More than a dozen breaths later, her lips moved