My Years in the Folklore World

Chapter 7 Dead man's wealth

Chapter 7 Dead man's wealth

"After the dawn, the city of Beiping fell overnight, and all life was cut off in the Forbidden City. Those who escaped lived, those who stayed died, and those who entered again went crazy. There was no way out, and it was completely reduced to a place forbidden to all living things."

"However, on the eve of the Dawn Night, many princes and ministers learned the news, made preparations in advance, and quietly fled the imperial city. Among them was a true dragon son."

"This 'True Dragon Son' was extremely favored, so he accepted the mission in times of crisis. He carried the treasures accumulated by the royal family for hundreds of years and left the Forbidden City on the night of Dawn. He wanted to return to the Dragon's Rise Land outside the Great Wall, lie dormant, and wait for the opportunity to reign again in the future."

"But somehow the news leaked out, and the bandits from Guandong and Northwest came to attack. Zhen Longzi and his guards were all killed by the bandits' swords and guns, and all the treasures they carried were looted.

"After the plot was accomplished, the gang headed to Longcheng, where they planned to divide the spoils. However, they did not expect that more than 200 people would suddenly die that night, and the people in the entire alley were also killed in their homes."

"The money that the gang of thieves robbed also fell into Dragon City. Those who were greedy and wanted to take the money for themselves would eventually die."

"The people of Longcheng were terrified and worried, so they invited a Feng Shui master."

"The Feng Shui master came over and took one look. He said that the money belonged to the dead and was stained with the blood and resentment of the dead. Anyone who touched it would die. The best way was to build a temple and bury the dead's money underneath."

"Since then, the matter has finally calmed down. But in that alley where the dead were, every full-moon night, you can hear noise coming from the courtyard, as if someone is holding a banquet and it's very lively."

"But when people got the courage to go over and take a look, everything became quiet again and there was nothing there."

"This legend has been circulating in Dragon City for a long time, but it is just a legend that is shared after dinner. No one is sure whether it is true or not. Some people who don't believe in it want to look for the dead money, but they return empty-handed."

"Now, you have obtained this secret by chance. It can be regarded as your destiny. The Taoist temple where the huge wealth is buried is just ten miles outside the north gate of Longcheng. It has already been ruined."

Oops! Good guy!
Jiang Xinghuo really didn't expect that Longcheng actually hid such a secret.

If you count it this way, the real dragon son and his guards, plus the bandits and those who died because of them, the total number would probably be close to a thousand.

If he did not have the Tathagata-garbha in his body, he would not be able to discover the secrets contained in it even if he got the Book of Songs.

Moreover, this secret is only known to him. It is not like in ordinary games where the tasks can be triggered repeatedly and accepted by everyone.

Because the time and plot in the game are constantly moving forward, some plots are in the past and are gone forever.

For example, the scavenger's bag is now in his hands, so no one else can trigger this plot.

"You have obtained clues about the dead man's wealth. What will you choose next? Continue to wander around Wanghai Lane, or explore the ruined temple outside the city?"

Jiang Xinghuo pondered for a while and did not rush to look for the dead man's money. Instead, he chose to continue wandering in Wanghai Lane. He wanted to see if he could trigger other plots.

Sure enough, he really had an unexpected gain.

"Just keep going."

"A drug addict suddenly blocks your path."

"It smells the scent of longevity cream on you. It is willing to exchange everything it has for the longevity cream on you. Do you agree to its request?"

Seeing this line of text, Jiang Xinghuo did not hesitate and chose to agree directly. There was no use for him to keep that thing. If he had no other choice, he would have destroyed it long ago.

"You agreed to the addict's request."

"The drug addict took out everything he had, picked up the longevity cream and left in a hurry."

“You look at what it leaves behind.”

"You have obtained the token of the Sea Hunter." "The token of the Sea Hunter, this is something passed down from the drug addict's ancestors. He was once a descendant of a noble family with a distinguished family background. Three generations of his ancestors were all admirals of the navy."

"Unfortunately, it later became addicted to smoking, squandered all its wealth, and became half-human, half-ghost. Legend has it that this token is related to the treasure of the sea god."

"You have obtained the Little Door God."

"Little Door God (incomplete), a little door god statue that was once blessed by the Heavenly Master at the Luotian Grand Ceremony. Placing it at the door can prevent evil spirits from invading the house, but now there is only one left, and its power is far less than before."

Door god?

Jiang Xinghuo clicked on the text curiously, and a palm-sized wooden sculpture appeared in front of him. The carving was extremely delicate, with a leopard head and round eyes, wearing armor and holding a golden sparrow axe.

Jiang Xinghuo's mind moved, his pupils appeared, and his Tathagata's talent was triggered.

"Golden Gate God is one of the Taoist guardian gate gods. He holds a golden sparrow axe in his hand. Together with the Silver Gate God, they are known as the Golden and Silver Gate Gods. The two combined can resist many evil spirits in the world. He was blessed by the Heavenly Master himself at the Luotian Grand Ceremony."

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the small door god statue in his hand. Although the text said it was magical, nothing could be seen from the surface.

And there is only one now. If it is to guard the goal, do you think it should guard the left side or the right side?

Jiang Xinghuo shook his head, put the door god statue on the counter, ready to use it as an ordinary mascot, and then continued the game. It was rare that he had played for so long today without dying, so he couldn't miss this opportunity.

He wandered around Wanghai Lane for a while, and seeing that there were no other plots to trigger, he chose to explore the dilapidated temple outside the city.

"You left Dragon City."

"You followed the Feng Shui master's handwritten records and came to the place where the dead's wealth was buried."

"You pushed the door open and found that this place had been abandoned for a long time. There was only a temple dedicated to the gods and a well, nothing else."

"You walked to the well and looked inside. The bottom of the well was dry and empty. There was nothing there."

"You went into the incense hall again and explored it carefully, but you also found nothing."

"But just after you came out of the ruined temple, you suddenly heard a gurgling sound coming from the dry well, as if water was gushing out."

"Do you want to go over and see what's going on?"

Two options, yes and no.

Ok?
Seeing this line of text, Jiang Xinghuo was stunned. He scrolled up and saw the information. It clearly said that the bottom of the well was dry and there was nothing at the bottom. How could water suddenly gush out?
"You choose to go over and check it out."

"You walked to the well again, lowered your head and looked inside, and a pool of clear well water came into view."

"You feel as if someone pushed you hard from behind."

"You fell headfirst into the well."

"Gululu, gurulu..."

"You drank enough water."

"You've sunk to the bottom of the well."

"You saw a rotting skeleton..."
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(End of this chapter)

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