She is devoted to cultivating immortality

Chapter 7 Old Sophora Tree

Just like in an old movie, the colors of the entire county town became dim.

This gloom had nothing to do with the night, but was due to the wisps of blue-black air that permeated the entire county.

Xie Lian had no idea what these wisps of air meant, but he instinctively felt uncomfortable.

Coldness, uneasiness, and a feeling of being watched from nowhere.

"Could it be that you encountered a ghost before you saw the immortal?"

Xie Lian was feeling doubtful.

Since there are immortals in this world, there are naturally ghosts as well.

Just like immortals, ghosts are not something that ordinary people can easily encounter.

Could it be that I am so lucky that I just randomly found a place to stay, but suddenly I saw a ghost?

"Something is not right in the city. I plan to ask the village elders to find out what happened."

Zhuang Mochen was a man with his own ideas. He patted Zhuang Yan's little head gently, then looked at Youfu and said.

"Take the young master and Mr. Xie to the old house to rest. I will go to the village elders to ask about the situation and then return."

How could Zhuang Yan be willing to leave? He hugged Zhuang Mochen's waist and said.

"Dad, I'm not going anywhere. I want to follow you."

He was instinctively uneasy and only felt safe when he was with his father.

"Master, how can I let you go alone? The city looks a little strange. What if there is an evil spirit causing trouble..."

Youfu was also a little uneasy. As a servant, his master's safety must be his top priority, and he was reluctant to leave.

"Nonsense! A gentleman does not talk about strange things. How can there be so many evil spirits? And how can we encounter them so easily?"

Zhuang Mochen said with a sneer.

"I think maybe someone is playing tricks to take advantage of the ignorance of our villagers."

He noticed the paper figures, yellow paper talismans, traces of burning incense, etc. piled on the roadside, and recalled the past.

He had seen this kind of thing before.

To be able to hold the fourth-rank official position of Counselor, he certainly was not parachuted in, but worked his way up from the grassroots level.

Common people are superstitious, and many charlatans and evil sects pretend to be gods and ghosts, making common people uneasy and then defrauding them of their money.

This kind of thing happened repeatedly, he had seen it more than once or twice.

Having never encountered any gods, demons or ghosts in his life, he was always skeptical about the existence of such things.

When encountering such incidents, his first reaction is bound to be man-made disaster.

He was worried, but not panicked. It didn't matter to him whether he brought anyone with him or not. He just glanced at Xie Lian with some hesitation.

He made such arrangements because he was actually afraid that Xie Lian would be frightened.

Xie Lian had reservations about Zhuang Mochen's judgment.

Although her eyes could not be called "divine eyes", they were somewhat magical. The weirdness of Xiaoning County was probably not as simple as Zhuang Mochen thought.

But she was not completely sure. She knew nothing about supernatural matters, so she did not refute, but said.

"The child is still young and will not easily leave his father. A loyal servant naturally has no reason to leave his master... Mr. Zhuang, don't worry about it. Just take them to see the village elder. I think Xiaoning County is not very big. I believe I can find the location of your old house with a little guidance."

Xie Lian said with a smile.

"I'll just go to the old house and wait. I'm such a grown-up, what could possibly go wrong?"

Xie Lian knew Zhuang Mochen’s good intentions. Although she did feel a little uneasy, Zhuang Mochen acted fearless. Did she have the nerve to show her cowardice?
I believe that as long as I keep my door closed and don't go out like the other common people, there will be no problem.

"Mr. Xie is right. People in the world are ignorant and afraid of such ghost tricks. But people like us who have read books should know that even if there are evil spirits, they are not easy to encounter. In this case, the possibility of man-made disasters is higher... Since Mr. Xie is not afraid, then go to the old house to rest first. My old house is easy to find. Just walk along the road and turn right after you see a well. You can see a house with an old locust tree in the house. The old house has been abandoned for some years and is only cleaned occasionally by neighbors, so it is not locked. Mr. Xie, please go in. I will meet you in an hour at most."

Zhuang Mochen said.

Xie Lian had already said it, so of course he would not go back on his word. He immediately followed Zhuang Mochen's instructions and walked towards the old house. However, the further he walked, the more frightened he became.

“Why is the fog so thick?”

There was no fog when we first entered the city, but the atmosphere was a little weird.

But now, the deeper we go, the more there is a gray fog. If it were an ordinary person, he would have lost his way by now.

That was Xie Lian, who, relying on the magical powers in his eyes, walked straight into the center of the thick fog.

But I felt a little uneasy and regretful.

"No wonder people don't go out at night. Who would dare to go out with this strange fog? No, I have to go to Mr. Zhuang's house and hide there."

If she previously thought that there was a 50% or 60% chance that there was evil spirit here, now it had soared to 80% or 90%.

After walking for a while, she finally saw a house. The fog here seemed to be extremely thick. Even with her eyesight, she could only see the outline of an old locust tree in the yard.

When people are nervous, a house can bring a sense of security. Xie Lian felt that way at the moment, and without giving it much thought, he pushed the door open and walked in.

As mentioned, the old house has been abandoned for some time, so it looks a bit desolate and messy inside, but there is no weeds covering the entire yard, which means that someone does come here occasionally to do some simple cleaning.

This is normal. No matter how incompetent Zhuang Mochen is, he is still a fourth-rank official. For Xiaoning County, he can be regarded as a landmark figure.

"Oh my god, why do I feel like this strange fog is coming out of this yard?"

Xie Lian entered the yard, and before he could take a closer look, a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes.

Her eyes were fixed on the old locust tree.

It is indeed a very large old tree. I am afraid it would take four or five people to hug it.

But the point was not the age of the tree, but the fact that the tree looked extremely strange. The grooved bark formed a series of human faces, which were either angry, smiling, happy, or sad, staring at Xie Lian, the intruder.

The inky black leaves and branches kept shaking, and wisps of gray mist were emitted during the shaking, spreading outward...

"What the hell..."

Xie Lian felt like crying but had no tears at this moment.

What kind of luck is this?

As soon as he crossed over, he was beheaded.

I wanted to hide in the Zhuang family’s old house, but I found out that the old house was actually the lair of evil spirits!

No wonder the fog gets thicker the further we go...

What is this thing?
Millennium tree demon?

She took a step forward and was about to escape, but with a bang, the gate slammed shut.

Every face that appeared on the old tree showed a mocking look.

It's like saying the same thing silently.

"You still want to leave?"

……

At this moment, Zhuang Mochen had already arrived at the home of a familiar village elder.

The village elder was reluctant to open the door at first, but after he revealed his identity, he finally opened the door and welcomed him in.

"Oh, Master Zhuang, why are you back at this time? Don't you know that something bad has happened in Xiaoning County, and the source of this bad luck is in your old house..."

The village elder's face was wrinkled like a bitter gourd, as if he had a lot of bitterness that he wanted to pour out.

"Mr. Zhao, please speak slowly."

Zhuang Mochen tried to comfort her quickly, but suddenly paused, his eyes froze.

"What did you just say? My old house? What happened to my old house?"

(End of this chapter)