The words of Tang Ding made my heart heavy, and my attention was greatly focused.
Huangling once told me about some of the deeds of the Yin and Yang Master, leaving the report ghosts around Qianji Village, leaving controlled items, more, Huangling just didn't know.
The existence of the report ghosts on the outskirts is not something everyone knows.
The supervisor and the leader know, Huangling knows, and I know.
The Tang Ding in front of me doesn't know, he only knows that the spread of Qianji Village is limited.
However, from the way he spoke, it's clear he knows more!
"In the past, Wu Zhongkuan, also known as Wu Master, was respected by people in all walks of life as if he were a god."
"His feng shui and geomancy techniques allow him to determine the feng shui in front of him, good or bad fortune, in just one glance."
"Even more so, he is also skilled in divination, and he is a later-practicing Yin and Yang master! Even the Taoists of the regulating lineage seek his help, and it was he who chose the site for the Changfeng Taoist Temple!"
Tang Ding was overjoyed and then continued, "Such a great person, if we obtain his inheritance, even if we don't have the fate to become a godlike being ourselves, the things we can get in return would certainly not be something to sneeze at. Describing them as priceless would be an understatement."
The greed in Ma Lou's eyes grew more intense.
Shi Yu's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. She didn't notice when her right hand had gently drooped, and with a subtle movement of her fingers, several fine lines wavered.
Zhu Yun licked her corner of the mouth and whispered a few words to Shi Yu, and Shi Yu nodded slightly.
This time, even the leader showed obvious emotional fluctuations, let alone the book grandma and the other two of the lower nine streams.
"I wonder what else the Divine Showing little brother needs besides the skin of the corpse? The inheritance definitely belongs to the Lord's Mansion, but for other things, the big boss will help you, and so will we," Tang Ding's gaze fell upon me. He was very clear in his words, and he alluded to something that seemed to be sowing division between me and the leader.
I locked eyes with Tang Ding for several seconds before shaking my head and saying, "I don't want the inheritance. You can look for it yourself, and I'll only take what I need."
Tang Ding's eyes lit up, and he became even more excited.
Ma Lou was already restless and eager to enter the mansion.
My heart was still calm.
Tang Ding's information about Wu Zhongkuan was not much, and I had already looked for the inheritance the last time.
There was nothing at all inside the mansion, and I inferred that it must be in the tomb, but there was nothing at the tomb's head either.
They couldn't find anything.
Our primary goal was still to lure out the mother demon and cleanse the Lord's Mansion.
"Let's enter the mansion," the leader said.
Tang Ding and Ma Lou walked nearly side by side, striding into the mansion's door.
The rest followed, and I walked alongside the leader at the back.
As I crossed the threshold, I looked down at the previous arrangement; the copper coins had fallen over, and the talisman paper hanging above had turned charred.
This mountain top mansion...has definitely been entered before.
The people ahead had already bypassed the screen in front of the door with a hole and gone up the right corridor.
I followed the leader up behind.
The purple and red columns seemed to have become a bit more vivid.
The central pond in the middle, where the lotus leaves grew, remained black and green.
However, amidst the black and green lotus leaves, there were actually faintly a few lotus flowers.
The top of the mountain had no clouds, and the moonlit waterfall spread down, making the white lotus flowers dazzling.
Several fish swam by in the water, and the chilling and eerie part was that the heads of those fish were intact, but their bodies were only a string of spines, cold and dead.
"Divide into groups and search separately," the leader suddenly said.
His voice wasn't loud, but it had formed a reflection.
The people ahead received the order and excitement showed on their faces, and their pace quickened!
The others, except for the book grandmother who moved a bit slower, disappeared from the corridor in an instant.
Then, the leader nodded at me, turned around and walked out.
Of course, I didn't say anything and followed the leader all the time.
A minute or two later, we had left the mansion.
The sound of footsteps followed, and I turned back alertly to see it was the book grandmother.
I was not surprised by this.
The methods used by the book grandmother and the leader were the same.
She called the leader Yongzi, indicating a very close relationship.
"Let's go in and have a look."
The leader's gaze fell on the bamboo grove in front of us.
My heart began to beat faster.
According to my guess, the mother demon is in the bamboo grove. No matter what, it should be Ma Lou who goes in to stir up the mother demon without involving us.
The leader orders us to go in and stir up the mother demon?!
"Don't be afraid. If it's really what we've predicted, even if she comes back to life, she won't immediately seek revenge on us."
The leader's words clarified my state of mind.
I no longer hesitated. I walked towards the bamboo grove together with the leader and the book grandmother.
The bamboo stalks swayed like thin and tall ghosts, twisting their bodies and waving their arms.
Through the nostrils, there was a faint, almost imperceptible smell, as if sweet, but upon closer inspection, there was nothing.
And there was actually a small stone path underfoot.
The small, egg-shaped stones scattered around the path shone with glazed colors.
Following the stone path deeper into the bamboo grove, we came to the center where we could see a tomb!
I have never seen such a tomb before.
The entire tomb head was at least three meters high, round and massive, more like a small hill.
A massive gravestone stood in front of the tomb.
This is the tomb of my deceased wife, ZhiLAN.
The six characters were carved very deeply, the bottoms dark red, giving the impression not of paint but of blood.
The small characters in the lower right corner.
Wu Zhongkuan stood.
When I saw those few small characters, my face turned pale.
Lao Gong's head suddenly popped out of the night pot.
Not just his head...
The thing that came out with it was the roll of dead skin I had wrapped up in Yan Mountain Bamboo Paper!
Lao Gong's head floated in front of the tombstone, and the dead skin fell down with a clang in front of the tombstone.
Gray murky tears flowed constantly from Lao Gong's eyes.
To be honest, I was utterly unprepared for this outcome...
I deduced that this was where the mother demon was, and the tombstone directly verified my guess.
But...
The mother demon is Wu Zhongkuan's wife, which is something I had never considered...
My instinct has always been that the major change in Qianjia Village, the appearance of evil zombies and ghosts, led to Wu Zhongkuan's death, his body buried within the village, accompanied by a bound revenge ghost at the entrance, and his own soul severely injured and untreated, leaving only a remnant of his soul adhered by Lao Gong, while the rest of him was scattered into a wandering ghost!
The original culprit is actually Wu Zhongkuan himself!
The leader squinted his eyes, lost in thought.
"There is another tomb over there," Book Grandma suddenly called out, pointing in a direction.
I immediately threw a glance in that direction.
Indeed, there was another small mound visible.
Compared to the large tomb, this small mound is truly pitiful.
A meter wide, the mound was still short, and if not for the outline, it would be mistaken for a small mound.
And this tomb...
Extremely abnormal.
Without a gravestone, even the top of the tomb was slantingly and vertically pierced with at least a dozen peachwood swords!
However, under the erosion of time and the influence of negativity, those peachwood swords had already rusted, become soiled, and lost their original color, ready to rot and break at any moment.
There is a hole on the left side of the tomb mound, a small hole that seems to be able to accommodate a cat to crawl through.
Fine and broken traces were scratched out.
