Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 342 Your Xiaoxia
Ran Qing and Mo Li shared a surprisingly similar view on the discussion of the ghost town of Laro Mine.

After all, the clues are the same, so the conjectures drawn from those clues will naturally not be too far off.

The reason for my mother's sudden death ten years ago and why she became a ghost is now largely clear.

Ran Qing even had a vague idea as to why Ran Jianfei left home to find the Ghost King's Coffin.

This eerie and mysterious coffin of the Ghost King is dangerous and terrifying, but it holds a great attraction for those who follow unorthodox paths.

Perhaps the Ghost King's Coffin really does offer more than just immortality?
The ancestors of those who practiced spirit mediumship throughout history needed to open the coffin of the Ghost King to obtain peace.

The evil lord of the Wujiang Ghost Realm also harbored hopes for the Ghost King's Coffin.

This coffin, built by the ancient Luo Gui Kingdom thousands of years ago, seems to have intricate connections with the unorthodox Taoist practices of the Zangke lineage.

"And in my daze, I seemed to see a young girl lying in the Ghost King's coffin."

Ran Qing suddenly brought up the matter, looking at Mo Li with a normal expression.

Mo Li paused, somewhat surprised: "A young girl? Li Hongye?"

Mo Li's reaction was not unusual.

Instead, she was curious about the girl's face and suspected that it was Li Hongye, who had a close relationship with Ran Qing.

Ran Qing was speechless for a moment in response to Mo Li's reaction, then shook her head: "No, it's a face I've never seen before. I couldn't see it clearly, but it's definitely not Li Hongye, nor is it anyone I've ever met."

As she spoke, Ran Qing said with some confusion, "But if it's the coffin of the Ghost King, then it buries the Ghost King... Could it be that the last Ghost King of the Ancient Luo Ghost Kingdom thousands of years ago was a girl?"

This was somewhat unexpected.

When Ran Qing heard the title "Ghost King," she instinctively imagined a bearded, sinister old man.

Mo Li shook his head and said, "It's not surprising that it's a girl. In the primitive era of the Southwest, many villages had female leaders."

“Even during the Tusi era hundreds of years ago, there were women who served as Tusi.”

"That famous Lady Shexiang was the chieftain of Zangke. Because she had aligned herself with the imperial court in advance, she received official recognition and support, and her power expanded several times over."

Ran Qing was taken aback by Mo Li's words; "Lady Shexiang? Who is that?"

This was the first time he had ever heard of this person.

Mo Li stared at him in surprise: "You haven't heard of her? Lady Shexiang lives in the next city! How come you haven't heard of her?"

Ran Qing spread his hands and shook his head.

He was born and raised in Yue Zhao, but he had never heard of Lady Shexiang.

Mo Li sighed silently and said, "Anyway, you know it's a woman. If there were women who were chieftains hundreds of years ago, then it's not so strange that there was a girl who was a ghost king thousands of years ago."

"Besides, maybe you're hallucinating or seeing things incorrectly?"

"You only have the ability to see ghosts, not X-ray vision. How would you know what's lying in the coffin?"

Mo Li's words make a lot of sense.

Ran Qing thought about it carefully and couldn't help but sigh.

"Indeed, it was just a momentary hallucination and doesn't prove anything."

Soon after, the proprietress of the mutton rice noodle shop brought over three bowls of mutton rice noodles. Ran Jianfei, who was watching TV inside, immediately jumped out happily, grabbed his bowl, and ran into the house, eating and watching TV like a child.

Ran Qing and Mo Li sat by the door, looking at the childlike middle-aged man inside.

Mo Li's eyes were filled with complex emotions: "Uncle Ran has become like this...sigh..."

She felt a little sentimental.

Ran Qing, on the other hand, remained much calmer, eating his noodles with a normal expression, seemingly unconcerned about Ran Jianfei's mental disability. His willingness to take Ran Jianfei home and provide him with food and lodging stemmed entirely from his simple moral values, not from any father-son relationship.

Even if she saw a stranger with mental disabilities on the street who had nothing to eat or wear, Ran Qing would do her best to buy the person two steamed buns.

The deepest disappointment is not resentment or cursing, but giving up.

As dusk fell, Muneki, who had slept all afternoon, woke up.

The three of them, along with Ran Jianfei, had a simple hot pot meal of bean soup dumplings on Park Road at the foot of the mountain before setting off.

The 857 slaughterhouse is different from the midnight minibus.

A red gate had been opened near the 857 slaughterhouse, so Ran Qing and the others had to leave before midnight.

Therefore, you have to arrive very early and leave before noon.

For Ran Jianfei, who was mentally challenged and dazed, Ran Qing's solution was to turn on the television at home and let him continue watching TV.

But as the three were about to leave, Ran Jianfei, who had been so attached to the television during the day that he couldn't bear to leave it, suddenly became anxious.

He jumped out immediately and shouted, "Where are you going? Why didn't you take me with you? I'm all alone in this house, I'm afraid of ghosts!"

Ran Jianfei looked nervous and scared, just like a timid child who was afraid of being left at home by his parents.

Ran Qing glanced at him, but didn't bother to say anything to comfort him.

Mo Li smiled and reassured him, "Uncle Ran, don't worry, we won't go far. We'll just go downstairs to buy some things and we'll be back soon."

"If you close the door, no ghosts will come looking for you."

Mo Li's tone was exactly like coaxing a child.

However, Ran Jianfei shook his head violently: "You're clearly going to catch ghosts! I heard you say this afternoon that you were going to some slaughterhouse! You can't leave me here!"

Ran Jianfei was extremely anxious, speaking while nervously glancing at the darkness outside.

He seemed genuinely afraid that a ghost might emerge in the dark and harm him.

Ran Qing frowned at this startled reaction.

This Ran Jianfei—could he have really offended something?

Or is he still afraid of those pale, ghostly figures?
Was he afraid that the pale, ghostly figure would come and grab him?
Logically speaking, the fact that the group of pale, ghostly figures only took Ran Qing's mother last night, but not Ran Jianfei who was also present, proves that those pale, ghostly figures were not interested in Ran Jianfei.

However, at this time, Ran Jianfei was an idiot, and those pale white ghosts had indeed turned him into an idiot, so it was normal for him to still have a lingering fear of the pale white ghosts.

Mo Li was also somewhat helpless and said, "But Uncle Ran, we really have something very important to do... Why don't you come with us to catch ghosts?"

Mo Li made the suggestion with a grin.

When Ke Ran Jianfei heard that he was going to be taken on a ghost-catching trip, he shuddered in fright and shook his head immediately: "No, no! I don't want to go ghost-catching!"

After saying that, he quickly added, "You shouldn't go ghost hunting either! None of us should go! Ghosts are terrifying! If we stay home and watch TV together, there won't be any danger!"

Ran Jianfei pleaded pitifully.

Ran Qing suddenly felt a strong sense of disgust at his childlike pleading.

Did you ever plead like this when you were a child?
Seeing Ran Jianfei's pleading face, Ran Qing felt an overwhelming surge of violent, angry, and disgusting emotions.

But before he could react, Mo Li continued speaking with a grin, interrupting Ran Jianfei's plea.

"But Uncle Ran, it's very important for us to catch the ghost. Only by catching the ghost can we find your Xiaoxia."

"Don't you want to find Xiaoxia anymore?"

(End of this chapter)