Holding a lantern, guiding souls across, Lady Hou comes from the underworld.

As soon as Yu Lang finished speaking, the lantern beside him swayed.

Yan Zhengchu frowned slightly and said, "The immortal in the story is a 'ghost.' If he is still in this manor, how could my magical artifact not detect his presence?"

Ren Fengjue sensed the displeasure in his tone and said, "It is precisely because even Master Yan's magic artifact cannot detect ghosts that I say there is a serious problem with this manor."

"..."

Yan Zhengchu managed to save face somewhat, and then fell silent.

Suddenly, Ah Xia spoke up, "Young Master, could the 'man' in this story be the Marquis of Zhenbei? What exactly is his relationship with the 'young lady' in the story?"

"Also, at the end of the story, the man said, 'Bright Moon Manor, once you enter, you never leave.' The manor's current state must be related to him!"

"Is it only if the 'Miss' from the story returns to the manor that we'll have a chance to leave?"

He asked several questions at once and analyzed them very thoroughly, which shows that he listened very carefully to the story.

Ren Fengjue gave him an approving look: "What you said makes sense."

"However, given the current situation, we certainly can't wait for that lady to return."

At this moment, Xia Ximo, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up: "It's not difficult to get Changsheng to come out on his own."

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at her.

Without saying a word, Xia Ximo walked directly towards the front courtyard.

When she arrived, she noticed that there was an open space in the center of the courtyard, which should be the "flower bed" mentioned in the story.

Xia Ximo decided to take a gamble: "There must be something hidden under this flowerbed. Let's dig it up and see."

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately thought of the "white flower" in the story.

Although I can't guess what might be hidden inside, I'm quite curious.

Ren Fengjue said to A Xia, "Go and look around. Are there any flower hoes or shovels in the village?"

Ah Xia responded, and after a short while, she indeed found two flower hoes in the corner.

Yu Lang volunteered to step forward and grab a handful, and immediately started digging with A Xia.

Because of the deep snow above, a few strokes of the shovel only yielded chunks of snow.

Seeing this, Yan Zhengchu also found a shovel and began to help dig.

However, after a quarter of an hour, the snow was still bottomless.

Although Yu Lang practiced martial arts, he had never done farm work. Now, he put down his hoe, shook his arms, and turned around to see a small snowdrift behind him. He couldn't help but sigh, "Could this be all snow?"

Can flowers really grow in the snow?

Xia Ximo glanced at Wuyou, who was still dozing off in the snow, and asked, "Are you going to hibernate?"

Wuyou forced her eyes open and yawned again. "I'm so sleepy, and standing in this snow makes me even sleepier..."

Xia Ximo reached out and caught a large snowflake in his palm, then asked Wuyou, "Has it ever snowed in the Underworld?"

This question startled Wuyou for a moment. After thinking about it carefully, its mind suddenly cleared.

"Mo Gu, I think I vaguely know what this 'Miss' is."

Yu Lang, who was standing nearby, hadn't quite heard, but his ears twitched: "Mushrooms?"

She cast a questioning glance at Xia Ximo.

Ren Fengjue also looked up at her, and his heart stirred slightly.

Wuyou suddenly realized she had called him by the wrong name and was about to cover her mouth when Xia Ximo asked nonchalantly, "What is your identity?"

It spoke: "It's snow..."

Before he could finish speaking, a sudden gust of wind swept up the snow on the eaves and rushed towards Wuyou.

Hearing the noise, Wuyou was so frightened that she quickly hid inside the Soul-Crossing Lamp.

As if it had eyes, "Flying Snow" turned its head and shifted its target to Xia Ximo.

Seeing this, Ren Fengjue was about to step forward when he suddenly saw Yan Zhengchu pick up the shovel in his hand and strike it directly. Then, he quickly made a hand seal and chanted a spell.

The flying snow was struck to the ground by the talisman and vanished without a trace.

Yan Zhengchu gave a cold laugh and said, "Now that you've shown yourself, why are you still running?"

Then, a transformation talisman was launched towards the southeast. A flash of golden light appeared, and a shadow fell to the ground, unable to move.

The crowd immediately gathered around.

The shadow slowly transformed into the appearance of a handsome young man, who struggled for a moment in the snow before sitting up.

Yu Lang quickly asked, "Are you Changsheng?"

The boy's gaze swept over everyone before he slowly nodded.

Seeing that he had been subdued, Wuyou emerged from the lamp and said, "You stopped me from revealing your 'Miss's' identity just now. It seems you already knew who she was."

The young man lowered his thick, raven-feather-like eyelashes before saying, "Miss does not wish for others to know."

Wuyou paused for a moment, and although she was being watched by curious eyes around her, she was in no hurry to reveal the truth.

"She has already made a grave mistake. What's the point of you covering for her?"

The young man remained silent for a moment, then suddenly knelt down before Xia Ximo, pleading, "Please, young lady, save my young lady!"

Xia Ximo was surprised, and she frowned in confusion: "Save?"

She glanced at Wuyou again.

Wuyou leaned close to her ear and whispered, "He can sense the aura of the Netherworld Ghost King on you. He probably thinks you were sent by the Earth Lord to cause trouble for his young lady."

Behind him, Ren Fengjue saw Wuyou, who had transformed into human form, whispering in front of him to Xia Ximo, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Even knowing the other person wasn't human, a pang of jealousy still welled up inside me...

Upon hearing Wuyou's words, Xia Ximo said, "You still haven't told me what her identity is."

Wuyou glanced at Changsheng, then her eyes darted around: "This young lady can indeed help you, but you have to explain the whole story yourself."

Changsheng understood the meaning behind his words, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "You probably already know about the situation of this manor."

Yu Lang spoke up: "Your story was told in a very unclear way, and we only have a vague understanding of it. For example, what was the final fate of the two thieves in the first story?"

Changsheng explained, "They ultimately died in the manor, killing each other."

"The cycle repeated itself, leaving only suspicion and distrust between them. In the end, neither of them let the other off the hook."

"After they die, their souls merge with the mountain village, which is why this Taoist priest cannot see the ghosts."

Yan Zhengchu glanced at him from head to toe: "Then how did you manage to escape my magical artifact?"

Changsheng shook his head: "After Miss disappeared, it seems that my soul also became part of the manor. Even Zhongbo, who came after me, had his soul scattered, but I am still here."

"I don't know what I am right now, but there's nothing I can do but wait here for Miss to come back."