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Chapter 466 Heaven! I'm your grandfather! (44)

In the dense forest outside Wuling County.

When Zhuang Boshi stepped into this forest again, he found that it was no longer the lush and verdant place it had been decades later.

The entire forest was filled with an atmosphere of deathly stillness; the trees were withered and yellow, the ground was overgrown with weeds, and even the tracks of wild animals were hard to find.

Along the way, perhaps it was because the Zhang family's aura was too powerful, those little devils didn't dare to get close at all.

Or perhaps the Zhang family truly lives up to the mandate of heaven, making them impervious to even the fiercest ghosts.

The three of them repeatedly brushed past the massive army searching the mountains and seas, yet they always managed to miraculously avoid it.

This is much better than FLORS.

That damned Felix Felicis almost landed him in the Seven Deadly Sins' camp.

“Great disasters and calamities are sure to follow a great calamity,” Zhuang Boshi couldn’t help but sigh.

Zhang Buting nodded, looking helpless, and said, "With such a great disaster, I'm afraid we won't be able to survive either."

"Don't worry, your Zhang family will definitely become rich and powerful, and your descendants will flourish. In a few decades, Zhang Yao's children might even have the opportunity to become a great general," Zhuang Boshi said truthfully.

"Thank you for your kind words." Zhang Buting smiled broadly: "Now, I am already satisfied that I have been able to reach Dazhou safely with Yao'er."

"Well then, danger lies ahead, let's part ways here." Zhuang Boshi bowed to Zhang's father in thanks, then took out a box of gold bars from his spatial bracelet.

"These are gold and silver items. I have nothing else to give away besides these."

Zhang Buting didn't refuse, and after accepting it, he thanked him, saying, "Great hero, the road ahead is long, we'll meet again."

"By the way, this is a family heirloom. I wonder if the hero might find it useful." Zhang Buting took out a coin from the package.

Zhuang Boshi didn't care at first, but suddenly his eyes sharpened.

On this coin.

It is engraved with the year 17 of the Tianbao era.

Ordinary coins do not have the year engraved on them.

But this one is strangely engraved with the year 17 of the Tianbao era.

That year, the seventeenth year of the Tianbao era, did not exist in history.

“This coin is said to have appeared on my ancestor’s body after he had a dream during the Tang Dynasty,” Zhang Buting said.

"What dream?" Zhuang Boshi asked.

“A dream of the Tang Dynasty.” Zhang Buting seemed not to quite understand.

"Yeah."

Zhuang Boshi gripped the coins tightly: "Be careful on the road. I'm no great hero, just an unlucky guy."

"Hero, have a smooth journey!" Zhang Yao waved his little hand and left.

He already knew where to go next.

Zhuang Boshi turned and walked into the depths of the dense forest.

As Bosch walked deeper into the area, the surroundings became lush and verdant.

The trees are so dense that sunlight is scarce.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, Zhuang Boshi finally emerged from the gloomy forest.

The small boat that was there last time was no longer by the gently flowing river.

Fortunately, he had studied the village's ancient books beforehand and knew how to deal with the intrusions of outsiders in history; otherwise, he would have been helpless in the face of this small river.

He carefully recalled the village chronicle's record of this period of history.

There was indeed an intrusion by outsiders.

Ultimately, the village chief and a large number of villagers died, and the records are vague.

However, the records for the earlier years are still detailed.

He was thinking about whether there was a starting point.

He suddenly remembered a record.

They searched along the riverbank and soon found a dilapidated stone tablet nearby.

They dug it open and found a desiccated corpse inside. Although it had been dead for decades, it had not completely turned into bones.

Instead, it retained a certain shape, seemingly about to become a ghost.

Zhuang Boshi pulled out his fingernail.

Then they buried it back.

After doing all this, he took out a piece of cardboard from his spatial ring, folded it into the shape of a covered boat, and then filled the boat with sacrificial offerings.

After lighting three incense sticks, he lay down on it.

Strangely, a gust of wind prevented the small boat from going downstream; instead, it drifted upstream against the current.

"Success!"

Zhuang Boshi was overjoyed.

If they can enter the Peach Blossom Spring, their plan will be more than half successful.

The small boat moved forward, and familiar scenery gradually appeared.

The withered peach trees covering the mountains and fields didn't seem particularly special to him when he last came here, but now, without his many abilities, he could clearly feel a bone-chilling cold rising from his back.

A rustling sound.

Whispers in hushed tones.

A roar filled with resentment.

It seemed as if a dozen or so vengeful ghosts were whispering in his ear.

Zhuang Boshi seemed to see terrifying ghosts crawling out from under the peach tree, wading into the river, their lifeless eyes staring at him, constantly crawling towards him, crossing the water, pawing at the paper boat, and dragging him into the water.

Zhuang Boshi closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to keep his mind clear.

Although the Golden Core is sealed, the cultivator's instincts remain.

In this state of focused concentration, the sounds and images of fear diminished considerably, even though the body remained cold.

About fifteen minutes later, Zhuang Boshi opened his eyes again, and before him was a field of lush peach blossoms covering the mountains and fields.

Although I know that terrifying ghosts are buried under these peach blossoms, there is a vibrant life force of all things thriving, which is much better than the desolate scene outside.

Moreover, compared to being the angelic vessel of that demonic god, being a happy villager in Peach Blossom Village is much better.

In today's world, it's still a pretty good choice.

In this chaotic world, this place truly deserves to be called a paradise. Happiness is something that can only be found through comparison.

With a "thump," the boat docked at the shore.

Zhuang Boshi looked at the shore. Unlike the last time he came, when there were many villagers waiting for him, now there was no one there.

Zhuang Boshi skillfully navigated the winding path through the cave until he emerged from it.

A quiet and peaceful little village came into view.

A gentle breeze was blowing.

Peach Blossom Village, I'm finally back!

Goddess of the Luo River, I miss you!
Zhuang Boshi was almost moved to tears.

He was killed by the Ghost God blocking the door.

They were thoroughly searched by the combined forces of the Taiping Rebellion and the Qing Dynasty, leaving them with nowhere to escape.

Finally, I can take a breather.

Having entered Peach Blossom Village, the first hurdle has been overcome.

But how do you prevent these villagers from tearing you, the outsider, to pieces and throwing you out in the second challenge?
They could either kidnap a villager and infiltrate them with a compound decoction.

But how do we get into the temple of the goddess and find the ghost cabinet?

Or should we take a gun and force them?

This is risky.

I am now completely powerless.

The villagers of Taoyuan Village are not ignorant and kind-hearted people.

Crucially, there's also the Goddess of the Luo River.

If pushed too far, and the villagers were to borrow some power from the Goddess of the Luo River, wouldn't they be finished?

Or rather, simply assume the identity of the corpse.

However, after entering the village, the feeling of being searched by an invisible giant eye and having a lump in one's throat lessened considerably. It seems that this ghostly realm can truly isolate one from the pursuit of the Ghost God.

Although the Goddess of the Luo River is clearly inferior to the Ghost God, she should only be a source ghost, and at best, she is not as good as Zhang Dong.

The Ghost God might be a collection of several source ghosts, an ultimate god-level vengeful ghost that can seal time, grant endless substitutions, and cover the entire world with its ghost realm. Any human can become the vessel for an angel's descent or a fanatic.

At his peak, Zhang Dong could handle the Goddess of the Luo River, but he couldn't handle the Ghost God.

If it weren't for the previous ghost tamer devising a method to seal the power of faith of billions of believers in the world within a few specific time gaps, this world would probably have already fallen into utter ruin.

In Taoyuan Village today, smoke rises from every household, as if they are cooking.

Farmers are tilling and sowing seeds in the fields, while children run happily back and forth.

The old people sat under the big camphor tree, playing Go.

Before he could even marvel at the beautiful rural scenery...

clang!clang!clang!
A sharp bell rang out from the depths of Peach Blossom Spring, and Zhuang Boshi's expression changed.

He recognized the bell; it was this very bell that had rang when he was sent to become the son-in-law of the Goddess of the Luo River.

Unexpectedly, the Empress even has a mechanism to detect logins from other locations using accounts from other regions.

The carefully planned infiltration operation was instantly ruined!

"Isn't it?"

Zhuang Boshi scratched his face suspiciously.

According to previous village records, outsiders who accidentally wandered in never caused such a commotion.

They treated us to good food and drinks and then put us back.

For example, the people of Wuling during the Jin Dynasty.

Some were discovered and then cut off and buried under peach trees as fertilizer. The fruits that grew from them were tender and delicious, and then offered as sacrifices to the goddess.

Some outsiders hid themselves and blended in with the villagers, only to be discovered after they died of old age.

Some were even replaced and given to the empress as her son-in-law.

Why is it different when it comes to me?

Could it be that I possess the aura of another powerful demon, and the Goddess of the Luo River has discovered it?!
Immediately afterwards, the once quiet and peaceful village was plunged into a state of emergency.

The children were quickly led into the house by the adults, and the young man brought out a pitchfork, a machete, a shovel, and a hammer from inside the house.

Forget it.

To everyone's surprise, Zhuang Boshi saw them pull out the latest Minié rifles and British artillery from their home.

Several people even wore French army uniforms!

Hold the grass!

They've all forgotten that these villagers aren't ordinary villagers; they're collectors who know about the outside world and frequently exchange all sorts of strange and unusual items!

The sound of what sounded like hundreds of people rushing out all at once came from the air.

Abandon the frontal assault plan!
The plan to infiltrate secretly is abandoned!
Zhuang Boshi took out a bottle of compound decoction from his spatial bracelet, added the nail of the mummified corpse, and drank it all in one gulp.

After a few breaths, he transformed into a burly man in his twenties with a dark complexion.

Soon, a thick cloud of dust rose up ahead, and villagers wielding knives, forks, sticks, rifles, and bayonets charged out menacingly with ferocious expressions.

The cannon behind it was also placed on a gun mount.

A French attack was imminent.

The leader was a man in his twenties who rushed up to Zhuang Boshi, pointed a long sword at him, and shouted, "Who are you? Get out of our territory now!"

Is he just trying to force himself out?

Zhuang Boshi pressed the Gauss pistol at his waist and revealed a friendly smile: "Are you the current village chief of Peach Blossom Village?"

"What is your name?"

"I have something important to tell you."

The man's expression changed slightly, and he asked, "Who exactly are you?"

"If you still have the surname Zhao."

Zhuang Boshi said calmly, "Then I should be your grandfather."

(End of this chapter)