As the grayish yellow twisted, it gradually formed a phantom figure.
Jiāng Kuàng!
However, in this part of Jiang Kuang, the figure was very thin and phantom-like, as if a gust of wind would disperse it. His eyes were empty to the extreme, with no sign of consciousness.
I just reacted and remembered.
This is Jiang Kuang's faint soul.
At that time, it was not returned to him, but instead swallowed by the old Gong!
Lao Gong dry-heaved again and muttered, "That kid was quite tough, but he was killed by that scoundrel. Thankfully, the most important soul is with us. We'll nurture it a bit and then kill Wu Ling. If Wu Ling dares to eat it, let him eat it back."
My heart suddenly jumped, and I remembered something.
Initially, the ghost without skin swallowed Zhao Lin, Zhao Kang, and even Shi Qing. However, when the ghost without skin was scattered, all the souls it had swallowed scattered.
It seems that eating a ghost with another ghost would completely erase the trace of a ghost, similar to a spirit being scattered. However, in fact, as long as there is not enough time and it is not fully digested, there is still the power to change one's fate.
"Master, I will take Little Old Brother to replenish himself. Go wait for me at the village entrance and don't go in first. Nowadays, the widowed and orphaned girls are unpredictable. Be careful not to be eaten whole by a gust of wind."
Only then did I understand Lao Gong's meaning. This piece of Five Ghost Forest attracted a lot of wanderling ghosts, which was indeed beneficial to the soul of Jiang Kuang.
As for Yu Xiu, I naturally know to be cautious.
Lao Gong's head bounced up and down as he walked into the forest, with Jiang Kuang's lifeline following slowly, looking very mechanical.
The ghosts beside the forest kept shaking their bodies as if they were excited.
Soon, I walked a long distance again, and Lao Gong and Jiang Kuang's lifeline disappeared.
I only entered the forest after walking a long distance to the spot where Liu Zi Yu and the bearded Taoist had passed.
Perhaps it was because there were too many ghosts scattered here as wanderling spirits at that time, or maybe it was because Lao Gong and Jiang Kuang entered the ghost forest, attracting the attention of most ghosts. This place was completely free of obstacles.
I quickly reached the village entrance.
The plaque above the entrance, inscribed with the three characters "Shouxiu Village," stood quietly.
In the dead of night, there was little mist in the village, and the small river on one side gurgled gently.
I pondered for a moment, didn't go in directly, but quietly waited for Lao Gong to return.
Time flew by in the blink of an eye, and it wasn't until the first hour of the night that Lao Gong finally returned with Jiang Kuang's lifeline.
The moonlight was cold and clear, and only then did I notice the difference between Jiang Kuang and the previous chaotic state.
He was originally weak and could disperse at any time, but at this moment, he was solid as a rock. However, he had no consciousness.
Soul is just a part of the spirit, and thoughts are all in himself. At this moment, Jiang Kuang beside us was more like an empty shell.
As for Lao Gong, he had a rosy face and looked vigorous and energetic.
As he approached me, Lao Gong's mouth suddenly expanded, and he swallowed Jiang Kuang whole, accompanied by a belch.
In the next moment, he made a light "Hmm?" sound, looking at the plaque above the entrance and muttering, "What a strange thing."
"What's wrong, Lao Gong?" I asked.
Lao Gong muttered, "Master, don't you think the ghost energy in the village is weak? It's not right. The widowed and orphaned girls are drawing a boundary, and this place is definitely more sinister than anyplace you've ever seen. And yet, it's as quiet as an abandoned village right now."
My expression changed slightly, and I asked Lao Gong what he meant. Did Yu Xiu not come here anymore?
Lao Gong didn't answer me, but his head bobbed up and down as he headed in a certain direction, and I followed him immediately.
A few minutes later, we arrived at an angle outside the village.
There were a lot of scattered stones, as if they had been hacked and slashed by swords, making the scene even more chaotic.
Lao Gong sucked in a cold breath and muttered, "It's all gone wrong. We've encountered tough opposition; the talismans given to the widowed and orphaned girl have been broken."
I remembered what Lao Gong had done at that time, which was to use talismans to empower Yu Xiu's abilities, which allowed the name "Shouxiu" to replace the Red Ghost.
Lao Gong had said at that time, that ten talismans, one after another, had been set up with a Fengshui arrangement. How could they have been broken so easily?
I have no doubts because Lao Gong never does anything that is not reliable.
The only explanation is indeed a tough opponent!
"The qi hasn't completely dispersed, and the talismans were just broken," Lao Gong kept licking his tongue and whispered, "I want to see which Yinyang practitioner is so blind that he dare break Grandpa Lao Gong's talismans. I'll eat him!"
The next second, Lao Gong returned to my shoulder.
Without hesitation, I directly entered the village.
Although I had been here before, back then, it was more about avoiding Yu Xiu and then me dealing with the Red Ghost by accident.
I am not familiar with this village.
However, Lao Gong kept lifting his nose as if he smelled something, pointing me in the right direction.
In this village, I can feel the peace and weakness of ghost energy more.
One must not be careless with newcomers. The widow from the Eight Failures is indeed strong, and since they broke Lao Gong's talismans, it's clear that they are a Yinyang master.
Perhaps, it's not just a Yinyang master.
Is a master who is interested in ghosts similar to that of Song Fang?
As I walked, I thought about it, and soon, I heard the low voices of people conversing in my ears.
The speed of my footsteps slowed down significantly.
After walking a bit further, I could see a house. The wall was wooden fence, but the house was tall and impressive.
However, the house was surrounded by many people, layered and stacked one upon the other.
Those people had different costumes, but without exception, they all looked ghostly and dead-like.
Of course, they were not dead people.
I could tell at a glance that these people must be raising ghosts.
Are they from the Ghost Tablet cult?
In front of all the people, there were a few people standing.
One person was wearing a Tang suit, tall and thin, like a bamboo pole, but with a square and large head, and bright, intense eyes.
The people standing by him were dressed more luxurious, and all of them had joyous expressions and a determination in their eyes.
I didn't go forward any more. I slightly leaned to the side and hid behind a slightly indented part of the yard wall.
This place was downwind, and the sounds over there became clearer.
My heart was jumping slightly.
Lao Gong on my shoulder blinked his eyes faster.
Neither of us spoke.
The voices of the group of people entered my ears.
"Mr. Min, as expected, you are a genius. When we discovered this village, there were many Li family priests attacking and they failed to capture the ghosts here. I never thought you could break the talismans outside and give us the opportunity."
"If there are no unexpected developments, this must indeed be the widow from the Eight Failures. We thought it might have been the Red Ghost, but it seems that the level of this widow from the Eight Failures is a bit strange; it's even more fierce than the Red Ghost we know?"
A person said it seriously.
Another man with a slightly joyful voice responded, "Haha, what are the Li family priests? Although their methods are tough, their brains are also stubborn. They only know how to be headstrong. The talismans and Fengshui are connected; the ten talismans can mobilize all the vitality in this place. I just know that a corpse ghost doesn't have such great power to resist so many priests. There must be a problem with the Fengshui."
"But the credit isn't all mine. If it hadn't been for you, Head of Ren, I could only gaze at the corpse ghost and sigh with a sense of helplessness."
The voice of the man who had spoken earlier, namely Ren, continued to ring out: "This was purely a coincidence. If it weren't for Lu Youzhi's death, we wouldn't have found this place. It's just a pity that Lu Youzhi participated in the hunting action of Tianshou Temple, and passed away. His son is very disobedient. He had no reason to confront Luo Xian directly."
"I've heard a lot of things these past few days, and phew, fortunately, it was only Lu Youzhi who got involved with Luo Xian's business at that time. Guikan hasn't interfered too much with the official kilns, or else we would have suffered greatly."
"Tianshou Temple still believed that they had lost ground to the ancient Qiang City Li family, but they never expected a disreputable priest to cause half the trouble. That day, Tianshou priests constantly ordered us to find Luo Xian as soon as possible. Haha, I'm not stupid. Why would I go looking for that demon?"
