Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 327 Coveting
The three people filed through the concrete-poured walkway.

They traversed the cold, hard concrete passageway and stepped over the junction between the concrete passageway and the wooden plank and iron suspension bridge.

These two architectural styles, which should have been completely unrelated, are now forcibly pieced together in this bizarre way.

The moment Ran Qing stepped onto the wooden plank bridge, she felt her feet wobbling slightly.

While the concrete walkway connecting the wooden plank bridge was incredibly sturdy, the iron-locked wooden plank bridge was clearly not as sturdy.

As the three walked on it, they could clearly feel the wooden planks swaying beneath their feet and the iron locks on both sides shaking.

The chair had already jumped into the woods, seemingly not intending to wait for Ran Qing and the others.

The three of them had no choice but to hurry and follow, safely crossing the suspension bridge and arriving at the pine forest behind it.

The light was even dimmer in the dark, low-lying pine forest.

Apart from this forest path that seems to have been trodden out by many people, the left and right sides are rugged mountains covered with various shrubs and weeds.

Except that the pine trees here are much shorter, this place is no different from the pine forest road in front of Wuzhai Pass.

"...It is indeed something from the Ghost Realm of Wujiang."

Mo Li cautiously looked around and muttered to himself.

Ran Qing remained calm, having calmed down after following along for more than ten minutes.

He no longer resisted the fact that his mother might become a demon; in fact, he even wanted to see the demon his mother had become after her death.

Even if it's just a ghost, its face and memories are still those of my mother...

And Ran Jianfei might still be alive?
His female corpse was leading the way, rather than wandering off to harm people; it seemed that the female corpse was not out of control.

Ran Qing also couldn't believe that Ran Jianfei, who was selfish, greedy for life, and had experienced many hardships ten years ago, would die so easily in the ghost town before her eyes.

Ran Qing and the other two walked further and further into the forest, but the pine forest was much larger than they had expected.

The ancient buildings in the Wujiang Ghost Realm have only eroded an area of ​​a few dozen square meters, or at most a hundred or two hundred square meters.

But this pine forest in front of them took Ran Qing and the others about ten minutes to walk through... its size is almost comparable to some small parks.

As they walked, Long Zongshu suddenly noticed something and turned around sharply to look.

Long Zongshu's unusual reaction attracted the attention of Ran Qing and Mo Li.

Seeing his companion's gaze, Long Zongshu whispered, "...That old man is catching up."

Long Zongshu was somewhat surprised.

When they entered the rusty gate earlier, the old man and the other evil spirits he brought were clearly afraid of the rusty gate and dared not approach it.

—For these evil spirits, harming people is like a wild beast hunting.

They would prefer to kill living people, but they certainly wouldn't take the risk if the situation turned against them.

But now Ran Qing and his group have not only stepped into the rusted gate, but have even entered an even more dangerous area inside the rusted gate.

Even after arriving at such a dangerous place, those evil spirits still followed us in.

They were clearly afraid of rusting the things inside the door...

Mo Li frowned: "Is there something on us that attracts those evil spirits?"

These evil spirits actually dared to chase us in; their obsession with Ran Qing and his companions was beyond imagination.

This is definitely not an ordinary hunt.

It's more like the greed that drives people to the brink of death for money, or birds to the brink of death for food. It's as if something about Ran Qing and the other two attracted those evil spirits, making them dare to take such a risk.

Ran Qing and Mo Li both looked at Long Zongshu.

Long Zongshu was the one who understood mountain monsters and evil spirits best.

But Long Zongshu was also completely baffled: "...We don't have anything special on us."

The three of them traveled light, and this time they didn't even bring raincoats or paper figures.

Ran Qing was prepared to immediately summon the ancestral masters to clear the area once she found the ghost.

This time I brought the same things I usually bring, or even less.

In the past, when I carried these items, I never encountered evil spirits or monsters, nor was I chased by them. Why is it that tonight, even though I carried fewer items, I attracted so many evil spirits?

Mo Li frowned and looked behind him, saying, "Something's not right...something's not right with these things!"

Behind me, in the dark pine forest, a light mist swirled, and it was so dark and dim that I couldn't see very far.

But on the forest path behind them, several pairs of eyes, glowing in the darkness, appeared and disappeared intermittently.

Those evil spirits seemed to have realized they had been discovered, and they were too lazy to even pretend or hide anymore.

He practically swaggered behind the three of them.

They also maintained a distance while tracking Ran Qing and his companions, neither too close nor too far.

Even Ran Qing, with his keen sense of smell as a spirit medium, could detect the faint fishy stench carried by the cold wind in the air.

That was the stench emanating from the evil spirits in the mountains.

This kind of monster naturally doesn't bathe or brush its teeth, and its body is covered with countless fragments of blood from living creatures.

The remains of the corpses, mixed with their fur and saliva, fermented into an extremely disgusting and bizarre smell.

Meanwhile, the chair in front of Ran Qing and the other two continued to bounce forward.

He seemed completely unconcerned about what was happening behind him.

Ran Qing and the other two exchanged glances, unsure of the evil spirit behind them's purpose, and also afraid of losing track of the chair.

Therefore, they temporarily ignored the evil spirits behind them.

Instead, he pretended not to know anything and followed the chair deeper into the pine forest.

They followed each other like this, one in front of the other, for a while longer.

Finally, the chair that had been bouncing and leading the way stopped.

It stopped in front of an open space and remained motionless.

In the rugged, uneven pine forest, this clearing was devoid of any weeds, shrubs, or pine trees.

In the center of the barren and desolate land, there is a tomb.

But the grave had no tombstone, just a somber mound.

The soft soil on the mound looked like a newly buried grave.

Ran Qing and the others stopped outside the open space, and the evil spirits following them in the shadows also stopped.

The dark, gloomy open space fell into a deathly silence.

The three stared at the chair for a long time, but the chair really stopped moving, just standing quietly in the corner, motionless.

Long Zongshu asked, puzzled, "What does this mean? Are you bringing us to see this grave? Is there anything inside...?"

Ran Qing stared at the grave mound and said, "This grave is very new..."

He slowly walked forward and reached the unmarked grave mound.

The soft soil on the mound indicates that it was a newly built grave, and the soil had not yet hardened.

Ran Qing said, "Let's dig it open and take a look."

At this point, it seemed that there was no other choice but to dig up the grave.

Ran Qing didn't bring any tools for digging up the grave, but fortunately it was a new grave with loose soil.

Soon, they used sticks to dig open the grave mound, revealing a coffin.

But this coffin...

"A red coffin lid?" Long Zongshu stared in astonishment at the coffin he had unearthed from the soil, feeling somewhat uneasy.

The coffins used for burial are not meant to be of good quality.

Ran Qing squinted at the coffin, feeling that it looked somewhat familiar.

I feel like I've seen this somewhere before.

(End of this chapter)