Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 345 Mother is Gone
As the saying goes, all sorts of intuition and clues told Ran Qing that the sooner she found the Ghost King's Coffin, the safer she would be.

According to events from ten years ago, once the gates of hell are opened, the commotion from the Ghost King's coffin will gradually spread to the outside world, attracting heretics and esoteric practitioners from Southeast Asia and even further afield.

The water will become even muddier and more dangerous then.

Although these enemies are troublesome, at least Ran Qing knows them well.

Mo Li said, "But those ghost-raising people might not be on the side of the living..."

Mo Li reminded him, "Don't forget, they're working for ghosts. What if they're actually henchmen of the Ancient Luo Ghost Kingdom..."

Ran Qing had also considered this possibility.

After all, Muneki had already made that prediction before.

A resurrected old ghost leads ghost breeders to raise ghosts everywhere, and the key item they scatter is copper coins, which are very important to the ancient evil spirits.

By any measure, it looks like they're recruiting new members for the ghost kingdom.

The ghost that the ghost keepers worship might be the evil ghost that has been resurrected in the ancient ghost kingdom.
But the problem of people who raise ghosts is not actually that serious.

They are currently unable to find Ran Qing; to these ghost-raising people, Ran Qing remains lurking in the shadows.

This is also why Ran Qing wants to find the Ghost King's Coffin before settling scores with these ghost-raising people.

If these ghost-raising people are indeed the henchmen of the Ancient Luo Ghost Kingdom, then Ran Qing's visit at this time would be tantamount to stirring up trouble.

and……

"Kawamasu Tankichi and the others may not know that I'm almost at the point of finding the Demon King's Coffin."

Ran Qing said with a smile.

The technique of refining ghosts in a vat is about to be completed, and there is no way he can back down.

Even if the danger ahead is truly immense, he cannot afford to delay.

Because the longer you delay, the harder it will become.

Mo Li looked at Ran Qing, who was so determined, and remained silent for a few seconds.

Finally, he sighed and said, "Go to sleep early, goodnight."

She seemed to have nothing to say, or perhaps she knew there was nothing to say.

The girl got up, went back to her room, washed her feet, and went to bed.

Meanwhile, the mentally challenged Ran Jianfei had already been coaxed into his room and fallen asleep by Long Zongshu.

Two people were squeezed onto the small wooden bed.

Ran Qing made do with a makeshift bed on the floor.

Anyway, as a spirit medium, he only needs to sleep for two hours.

But after all was quiet and still, Ran Qing suddenly pulled out a sharp handmade knife from the darkness and stared at her arm in the shadows for a while.

Ran Qing raised the handmade knife and gently cut the skin on her arm.

A sharp pain shot through her, and Ran Qing frowned.

He didn't cut the wound very deep; he just left a simple scar.

In the past, whenever Ran Qing was injured, his mother would always appear in the darkness after he fell asleep and treat his wounds.

But tonight...

Ran Qing slept until 1:30 a.m. When she got up, her mind was clear, and the first thing she looked at was the wound on her arm.

The shallow wound hadn't even scabbed over yet.

The recovery speed is exactly the same as that of a normal person.

This time, while he was sleeping, he did not see his mother come out in the dark to treat his wounds.

His wounds did not heal quickly.

and so……

"So, the one who came to heal my injuries before was indeed that ghost from the Raro Mine Ghost City?"

Ran Qing murmured to herself in the darkness.

He felt a pang of sadness.

He originally thought that his mother treating his injuries was a sign that something had changed about her after her death, and that she was caring for him.

But now it seems that this wasn't concern at all.

Even the thing that healed his wounds might not even be considered a ghost that his mother became after her death. It could very well just be an old ghost from the Republican era decades ago, wearing his mother's skin.

Ran Qing was mentally prepared for this outcome.

Now that the truth has been verified, it is indeed as expected. But...

He still couldn't help feeling sad.

My mother really did pass away, and she left so cleanly.

Even the ghosts haven't changed.

It was simply replaced by an old ghost from decades ago...

His mother left no trace in this world after her death.

……

"Ran Qing?"

The entrance to the cement house was pitch black and gloomy in the middle of the night.

The night sky is covered with thick clouds tonight, and the moonlight is not visible.

There were no lights on at the entrance of the cement house; it was pitch black and eerie.

Mo Li opened the door, and a girl wearing a thin nightgown came out, seemingly going to the bathroom.

Mo Li was startled to see Ran Qing sitting alone at the door, not saying a word.

"Why are you sitting here without saying a word? You're like a ghost..."

Mo Li stared at Ran Qing, clearly frightened.

Lost in thought, Ran Qing looked up and, through the light spilling from the room, could clearly see the girl's face.

Faced with the girl's worry and complaints, Ran Qing sighed and said, "School starts soon..."

Ran Qing's statement was completely unrelated and lacked context.

Just when they were about to find the Ghost King's Coffin, he suddenly mentioned the start of school.

These inexplicable words left Mo Li completely bewildered.

The girl hesitated for a moment, then said, "...We should be able to find the Ghost King's Coffin before you start school."

Mo Li's cautious choice of words suggested he was unsure of what to say at this moment.

After thinking for a moment, she suddenly ran into the house and brought out two popsicles.

"It's so hot in summer, let's have something cold to cool off."

The girl took out an ice pop to share with Ran Qing, and then moved a chair to sit next to Ran Qing.

The two sat side by side, gazing at the night view of the park road below the mountain.

Mo Li said, "Auntie really left, right?"

Mo Li's words came out of nowhere, seemingly out of nowhere.

But she immediately guessed the reason for Ran Qing's low mood.

Ran Qing was stunned for a moment and looked at her in surprise.

But then the girl sighed, licked her popsicle in small bites, and said, "At this point, the only thing that could make you lose your composure and care, besides failing the college entrance exam and your grades dropping, is probably your aunt, right?"

"Did you hurt yourself? Where is the wound?"

Mo Li looked at Ran Qing, having completely anticipated all of Ran Qing's actions.

Ran Qing looked at her silently, then rolled up her sleeve, revealing the wound on her arm.

The wound, which has been bandaged and gauze-covered, is not serious.

But Mo Li still carefully unwrapped the bandages and gauze and checked them again.

Seeing that the wound wasn't serious, Mo Li wrapped the bandage back up and said, "Once we find the Ghost King's Coffin and deal with that Old Master Shou and Chuan Zeng Danji, you can go back to school and continue being your top student."

Mo Li said, "However, you wasted a whole summer vacation, basically not doing any homework or reading. When you go back to school, will you be able to keep up with the pace?"

The girl suddenly brought up schoolwork, showing concern for Ran Qing's future studies and life.

At this moment, the two of them tacitly put aside those strange and dangerous things on the Yin-Yang path.

Even with imminent danger, the discussion ceased.

Mo Li said, "Actually, I've thought about it. You should go to university and get a degree from a prestigious university. That way, it will be easier for us to go south and make money."

Which city do you want to study in? Do you have a preferred university?

Mo Li said, "I've traveled to several major cities in China. You can ask me anything you want to know. It would be best to find a livable city with good universities."

(End of this chapter)