Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 330 Uncle and Aunt
A chilling wind blew through the dark woods.

A rustling sound appeared in the distance and quickly approached.

It felt like something was being dragged or rubbed on the ground.

Ran Qing and the other two instantly gathered together and looked in the direction from which the noise came.

The evil mountain monsters that had been following and stalking Ran Qing and his group were quickly fleeing the area.

The scene was almost crystal clear. The ghost in the ghost town had been drawn out by Kawamasu Tangichi…

Mo Li and Long Zongshu looked at Ran Qing at the same time, only to see that Ran Qing had already taken out the ancestral tablets of the Yin-Yang Masters from the canvas bag.

Mo Li paused for a moment, then said, "Why don't you try grabbing it?"

In the past, Ran Qing always restrained herself from using the ancestral tablet.

Last time at Lao Wang Mountain, I was forced to take out this deadly weapon that consumes lifespan.

Now, facing the approaching evil spirits, Ran Qing directly pulled out her ancestral master's memorial tablet...

Ran Qing held the memorial tablet of her late master, staring at the direction from which the cold wind was blowing in the darkness, and said, "Since we'll have to use it anyway, it's best to just end it now."

Ran Qing was not afraid of this evil spirit, even though it was the most terrifying evil spirit he had ever encountered.

The mere scent wafting from afar sent chills down his spine, making his hands and feet icy cold.

However, he had planned from the beginning to use the ancestral tablet to catch the ghost, so when he saw the ghost being lured out by Kawazō Tanji, Ran Qing was not nervous at all.

He kept his eyes fixed on the direction from which the cold wind was blowing in the darkness, ready to make his move at any moment.

After catching this ghost, we'll check on Ran Jianfei's situation.

It seems that Ran Jianfei is not completely dead yet.

Although he appeared to have stopped breathing, his corpse-controlling abilities were still wandering around and not out of control, so perhaps Ran Jianfei still had a chance to survive.

Ran Qing utterly despised this man's character, but...

The image of that innocent and adorable little girl, his half-sister who always called him "Brother Ranqing" whenever they met, came to mind.

Ran Qing was already an orphan, and had suffered greatly since childhood. He didn't want that sweet and adorable little girl, who had grown up surrounded by love, to follow in his footsteps.

If he could save Ran Jianfei, he would definitely try.

With her mind racing, Ran Qing remained wary of the evil spirits in the distance.

However, a cold wind blew, and the rustling dragging sound in the darkness grew closer, but it never appeared in Ran Qing and the other two's sight.

The vengeful spirit in the darkness seemed to be... lingering?
This unusual situation left the three of them bewildered.

Long Zongshu looked bewildered: "Is that ghost afraid of the ancestral tablet? Can evil spirits be afraid too?"

Ghosts are filthy, violent, evil, cruel, and bloodthirsty; they are almost devoid of fear.

But now, in the darkness, a cold wind was blowing, and the evil spirit kept its distance and did not approach, which could only be guessed as a sign of fear of the ancestral tablet.

Ran Qing frowned and thought for a moment, then shook her head: "No, it doesn't seem like they're afraid of the late master's memorial tablet..."

Although the ancestral tablets of those who walk the spirit path are powerful, their ominous reputation is spread among the living and among demonic creatures like old foxes.

But these bad reputations are spread by word of mouth, and one needs social interaction to learn about them.

Evil spirits such as the old woman, the old man with a back, and evil ghosts are purely evil beings that have no social interaction and do not communicate with the outside world.

The ghost in this ghost town has existed for at least several decades.

When it was alive, the Second Aunt had not yet abused the ancestral tablet to gain a notorious reputation.

If it had witnessed the terror of its master's memorial tablet after its death, it would not have been able to survive to this day.

And most importantly, if it were truly afraid of the ancestral tablet, it should have moved away immediately instead of lingering nearby.

Who would see someone holding an atomic bomb and not run away, but instead stay nearby and watch?

Ran Qing listened intently to the sounds in the darkness, somewhat puzzled: "It doesn't seem afraid; on the contrary, that brutal and malevolent aura is even stronger, as if it's angry."

"It seems like... it can't find us? It's lost?"

The sounds in the darkness grew increasingly eerie the more one listened.

Ran Qing was somewhat unsure of her own conjecture.

This is a ghost town, the territory of evil spirits.

But this evil spirit got lost in its own territory and couldn't find Ran Qing and the other two living people. It was as if some unseen force was interfering with it, preventing it from getting close.

It's as if something in the darkness has confused the evil spirits, causing them to run around aimlessly.

This unusual situation left all three of them bewildered. Suddenly, Mo Li pointed to the side and exclaimed in surprise, "That chair! The chair has reappeared!"

Mo Li gasped softly, instantly attracting the attention of Ran Qing and Long Zongshu.

The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw the wooden chair that had led them into the woods now standing quietly beside the coffin.

It's as if it's been there from the very beginning.

Ran Qing was startled the moment she saw the chair.

His gaze shifted once again.

In a daze, the open space and the new grave in the darkness all disappeared.

He stood there and saw the middle-aged man leading the female corpse in red to the front, with a compass in his left hand and a dowsing rod in his right, walking and looking around as if searching for something.

Finally, the man chose a location.

This location happened to be where Ran Qing was standing.

In her field of vision, a tired-looking middle-aged man stood close to Ran Qing, putting away his compass and dowsing rod, and taking out a small folding shovel to dig in the soil.

He quickly dug away the loose soil, and when the soil under Ran Qing's feet was dug up, a delicate wooden chair painted red was found buried in the soil.

Although it was dug out of the mud, this chair was spotless, with no mud on its paint.

The chair was so clean it looked like it had been thoroughly washed.

Ran Qing had a vague realization.

He saw the middle-aged man squatting sadly at his feet, gently stroking the chair, as if saying something.

Ran Qing carefully observed the middle-aged man's lip movements, trying to understand what Ran Jianfei was saying.

But at that moment, Mo Li's exclamation suddenly rang in her ears.

Immediately following was the sound of my body being violently shaken.

Ran Qing suddenly woke up with a start, and when she came to her senses, she found herself back in the open space, next to the dug-out coffin.

Everything I just saw...

Has he been psychic again?

Ran Qing glanced down and saw that her black fingernails were slowly shrinking.

Without even looking in a mirror, he could guess that he must be deathly pale and ghostly at that moment.

But this time, neither Mo Li nor Long Zongshu noticed Ran Qing's unusual behavior.

The commotion in the darkness drew everyone's attention.

Mo Li anxiously pulled Ran Qing's hand and said urgently, "...Ran Qing, look quickly!"

In front of Mo Li's finger, a female corpse covered with a red veil floated lightly by in the darkness, her feet not touching the ground.

This scene was incredibly bizarre and terrifying.

But what's even stranger is the ghost following behind the woman in red.

Its face was pale, its limbs drooped, and its expression was surprisingly peaceful, not ferocious.

However, the deathly aura emanating from it was more terrifying than any of the evil spirits I had ever seen before.

As it approached, the weeds on the open ground were quickly covered with a layer of white frost.

This ghost is actually chasing after a female corpse.

It seems that the red-clad female corpse bewitched and lured the evil spirit, which is why the female ghost failed to find Ran Qing and the other two.

But this is not what shocked Mo Li and Long Zongshu.

What horrified them was the face of the demon.

It wasn't one ghost, but two.

A pale-faced, dazed middle-aged man floated aimlessly, his limbs hanging limply. On his back, he carried a woman.

The two were closely linked and nestled together, like a loving couple.

Or rather... they are husband and wife.

Long Zongshu's expression changed drastically: "Ran Qing! Aren't these your uncle and aunt?"

(End of this chapter)