You know a lot about the Gods.
What about ghosts?
Which ghost?
The Crimson Rain Sought Flower, Hua Cheng.
ADAPTED FROM HEAVEN OFFICIAL'S BLESSING, A NOVEL BY MO XIANG TONG XIU,
PUBLISHED ON JINJIANG LITERATURE CITY
What do you want to know? Just ask me.
The name "Crimson Rain Sought Flower" sounds amazing.
How did it come about?
It's not a big deal.
One day, after he destroyed the lair of a ghost,
a flower drenched and struggling in the bloody rain caught his eye,
so he held his umbrella for it.
Does Hua Cheng often get into fights?
Not often. It depends on his mood of the day.
What was he like before becoming a ghost?
He wasn't nice for sure.
What does he look like?
What do you think he should look like?
As a Ghost King,
he probably has multiple forms
and appearances.
I think he'll show his true form once in a while.
I feel that
his real look might be a young man like you.
Why?
It was just a random guess.
You might be right.
However, one of his eyes is blind.
It's this eye.
What happened?
That's a great question.
Many are wondering
how Hua Cheng lost his right eye.
This might be his weakness.
However, it was gouged out by himself when he went mad.
Does he have any weak points?
His bone ashes.
Whoever gets his ashes will get his support.
Whoever destroys the ashes will destroy the ghost.
Probably, no one can get his ashes.
That's not unnecessarily true.
There's a situation where he might offer his bone ashes willingly.
Like what he did when he challenged
the 33 Gods?
No, it's not like that.
The Ghost Realm has this custom
where if a ghost trusts in someone,
he will entrust his bone ashes to that person.
The custom is so daring and sincere!
Indeed. But not many dare to do so.
If his trust is abused
and his bone ashes destroyed,
that would be heart-breaking.
There's nothing to fear.
If it is me who offers the bone ashes,
I won't mind if they are destroyed or scattered.
We've talked for a while,
but I still don't know your name.
My surname is Xie, my first name is Lian.
My name?
As I'm the third child in my family,
you can call me San Lang.
It seems that you're heading to Puqi Village.
I'm just wandering around.
My family kicked me out after a fight.
I was famished so I sat down to take a rest.
Here, do you want some?
-How about you? -I'm not that hungry.
I'm fine too.
We can split it then.
What about you? What do you do?
I've just built a shrine called Puqi Shrine.
Puqi Shrine?
I like it.
It must have many water chestnuts.
Come and I'll treat you to some.
That sounds nice.
Who is the shrine dedicated to?
The Crown Prince of Xianle. You probably don't know him though.
I--
What happened?
I don't know.
Go, Yellow Ox!
Go! Come on!
IMPRISONMENT
Ghosts!
Guard!
What day is it today?
The Ghost Festival.
When they get close, don't make any sound.
I can't do it. I'm too scared! What should I do?
I have an idea. I'm sorry.
What is it?
That's odd. I can't get through!
I really can't get through!
What the hell?
What do you mean "hell" ?
We came from hell ourselves.
We can go this way!
IMPRISONMENT
Sir,
you are indeed a man of talent!
Thank you. I just know a bit about it.
Are you all right?
Not exactly. I'm scared.
Don't worry. Stay behind me.
Nothing could hurt you.
This is--
We are being attacked!
The will-o'-the-wisps are extinguished!
-The road was blocked by something. -Could it be...
Could they be monks or Taoist priests messing with us?
-Over there! -Hold on tight!
Stop!
A human!
-It's a Taoist priest! -Catch them!
Mr. Taoist Priest, what are you doing?
During the Ghost Festival, human and ghost paths are intertwined.
Once a human goes into the Ghost Realm, he can hardly come back.
May the Heavenly Official's blessing shatter all taboos.
May we get on the right road!
The first stick means left. The second one means right.
Let's see which way is more promising.
BAD DISASTER
They're over there! Stop!
-May I give it a try? -Don't push yourself.
BAD DISASTER
GOOD LUCK
Luck indeed favors you!
It always does. Which way?
There's no time.
Since both sticks showed good signs, let's just take a chance.
I found them!
We still made a bad choice.
I didn't mean to offend you.
Please let us go.
Let you go?
It was you who extinguished the will-o'-the-wisps, right?
I didn't.
I'm just a scrap-collector.
You are obviously a Taoist priest!
Who else but a Taoist priest would kill a ghost?
Not all ghosts are killed by Taoist priests.
Who else could it be? Us ghosts?
It's not impossible.
Keep spinning your story.
Today, you are going to--
What?
Hey.
What happened?
You are so intimidating
that the ghosts are scared off.
I didn't know
that I could be so good.
GOOD LUCK
What a narrow escape!
This path is indeed promising.
-My friend. -Yes?
-Have you ever had your fortune told? -No.
Do you want me to tell you your fortune?
That sounds nice. How will you do it?
How about palm reading?
Ordinary ghosts could conjure up human form,
but their palm prints would reveal the flaws.
How is it?
Your fate is great.
In what way?
You are perseverant and persistent.
Even through tough times,
you are true to yourself.
This youngster didn't show any signs of spiritual powers
and his palm print is clear.
You will always have good luck and success.
Your life is blessed.
My friend, your future will be bright and glorious.
If he's a ghost,
then he must at least be a Wrath rank to be so flawless.
But why would a Ghost King come here?
Anything else? What else do you want to know?
Relationship.
You shouldn't worry about that.
There must be plenty of girls who like you.
-Why do you think so? -Because you are a handsome,
unique, open-minded, and knowledgeable young man.
San Lang, you're coaxing me into praising you.
Mr. Taoist Priest, thank you for the fortune-telling
and the kind words.
We will meet again.
San Lang, where will you stay tonight?
I don't know yet. Maybe on the street.
If you don't mind, you can come to my shrine.
-Really? -Yes.
However, my place is pretty shabby.
I hope you don't mind.
San Lang?
Let's go then.
Wait!
Gosh, ghosts...
Priest, you have saved me.
Please do not tell anyone about what happened tonight.
"Kind benefactors, the shrine is dilapidated.
Please donate money for the repairs and gain merits."
See? It's very shabby.
That's why I was afraid that you would mind.
It's not too bad.
Do you have a bed?
If you don't mind, we could share a bed tonight.
That's fine with me.
Xie Lian.
Something is missing in your shrine.
Apart from believers, it should be adequate.
How about a picture of the god?
I'll paint one tomorrow.
I can paint too. I'll help you.
Thank you very much.
But I'm afraid that you don't know what the Crown Prince looks like.
I do know.
We talked about him on the cart just now, right?
Do you really know him?
Yes.
So what do you think
of this Crown Prince of Xianle?
I think
the Heavenly Emperor Jun Wu must hate him.
Why do you say so?
Why else would he banish him twice?
That's a child's way of thinking.
There are many things in the world
that cannot be explained by likes and dislikes.
Besides,
transgressors ought to be punished.
His Majesty was just doing his job.
This is...
Get some rest.
San Lang?
San Lang, did you rest well last night?
-Yes. -Did you paint the picture in the shrine?
Yes.
Well done.
I'm glad I can help.
Your hair is messy.
Let me help you comb it.
BOX OF MERITS
No matter how good a ghost is at disguise,
his hair would give him away.
That's strange.
There's nothing unusual.
Xie Lian, are you just combing my hair or are you trying to do something else?
All right, it's done.
I have other things to do.
My hair feels more knotted up.
Xie Lian, what are you doing?
I'm putting up a talisman after changing the door curtain.
What are these?
They are talismans which will ward off evils or ghosts.
Since there is no door,
we can use this talisman to defend.
I'm leaving for a while.
Was he blocked out by the talisman?
San Lang?
I'm making something.
Wouldn't a talisman be more effective on the door?
Xie Lian, aren't you going to remodel the place?
-Let me help you. -Wouldn't that trouble you?
You took me in. I want to make myself useful.
I didn't expect you to be capable of everything.
I learned to do them when I was a kid.
Your family must have been harsh on you.
-That is... -I got these tattoos when I was a kid too.
San Lang, you can really draw.
Were you taught by your family?
No. I drew to my own amusement.
How could you even draw the Pleasant Crown Prince of Xianle?
You said I was capable of everything.
So of course, I can do that too.
-Here we are. -That makes sense.
-Of course. -This God is really powerful.
-Where is this God?
-God! -Are you lying?
No! I saw it all.
Yesterday, it was this God right here
that demonstrated great power and repelled the ghosts.
Is he that powerful?
-God! -God!
God of Wealth! Bless me with victory in every gambling game!
God of Love! Bless me with a wife!
God of Fertility! Bless me with a child!
-Yes, please. -Please, God!
Everyone, please don't pray for wealth here.
You don't know what you would incur.
The shrine isn't for marriage
nor fertility.
God!
The figure in the picture is good-looking.
This God must be powerful!
I told him not to tell anyone.
-God! -Please grant me...
-God! -Fulfill my wish!
-If my dream comes true, I will... -Please!
-Bless me with wealth! -I beg of you!
The incense offerings keep coming.
Xie Lian, you have many believers now.
I thought I wouldn't have any believers for a month.
Isn't it nice to gain believers?
It is nice,
but it used to be so quiet,
so I'm just not used to the crowd.
Maybe your good luck rubbed off on me.
San Lang, it's all thanks to you.
Thank you again.
If my luck can be of any help,
you can just take it all.
-What did you say? -It's nothing.
God!
This man came out of nowhere. It seems that he is dying.
Please save him, God!
Please help him!
-Priest! -Priest!
Subtitle translation by: Li Xue and Yin Xiaowen