This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

After following the wandering spirit for a while, Chen Jing finally emerged from the stone forest.

It turns out he had gone in the completely wrong direction.

In the darkness of night, with limited visibility, even if he used his lightness skill to leap, he would probably go further and further into the darkness, thus deviating from his original starting point.

Chen Jing glanced back at the stone forest, feeling a pang of unease.

Just as the wandering spirit had said, this rocky forest was indeed a place where heaven and earth gathered and stored away the wind and energy, where the pure yin energy of the mountains and rivers converged, and could even affect his spirit.

Given the nature of this stone forest, even if the wandering spirit doesn't harm people, it would be difficult for someone to escape once they accidentally wander into it.

Strangely, Chen Jing did not see any human or animal skeletons along the way out of the stone forest.

Logically speaking, such a mysterious and enigmatic place should contain creatures that have been trapped and died within it.

Thinking of this, Chen Jing turned back to look at the wandering spirit and asked curiously:

"Have you done things like leading people out before?"

The wandering spirit paused upon hearing this, then suddenly beamed with joy and said:

"Yes, I have encountered many people who have wandered into the Stone Forest over the years, as well as some small animals. When they couldn't find their way out, I would lead them the way."

At this point, the wandering spirit suddenly became somewhat lost.

"But most of them were very afraid of me after they came out, and some even came back with others, saying they wanted to beat me to death..."

The wandering spirit looked up at Chen Jing, its eyes filled with fear, and said:

"Luckily, those people didn't have your abilities, young master, otherwise I probably wouldn't be here anymore..."

As Chen Jing listened to the wandering spirit's rambling, his curiosity grew even stronger.

Despite being a ghost, whose yin energy was so thick it gave one goosebumps, if you only looked at her appearance, apart from being a little pale, she was no different from an ordinary girl.

Although she wasn't particularly beautiful, her silly and goofy appearance had a unique charm.

Chen Jing smiled and said:

"You can't blame them. After all, most ghosts in this world are evil and malevolent. This concept is deeply rooted in people's minds, so it's inevitable that they will feel fear when they see you."

"Of course, fear is fear, but to then have someone get rid of you is indeed a bit ungrateful."

At this point, Chen Jing couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Speaking of which... since you are a ghost, you must live on resentment."

"They treated you like that, didn't you harbor resentment, which led you astray and turned you into a vengeful ghost?"

The female ghost was taken aback upon hearing this, then tilted her head and said innocently:

"Yes, I get really angry when they bring people to beat me up. So whenever this happens, I hide deep in the stone forest so they can't find me, hehe..."

Chen Jing was both amused and exasperated; this little female ghost was truly bizarre...

Seeing her in her wedding dress, Chen Jing asked curiously:

"Why...are you wearing a wedding dress? Did you die on your wedding day?"

Speaking of this, a hint of sadness appeared on the female ghost's face, but her words were still full of innocence.

"I don't know either... This is how I woke up..."

"I only remember... I think I made a promise with someone. That person said that when he returned from his campaign, he would marry me..."

The female ghost's voice gradually lowered, and she murmured:

"But...who is he...when did he come...I don't remember any of it..."

Looking at the somber-faced female ghost, Chen Jing sighed softly, thinking to himself: Since ancient times, many women have suffered heartbreak...

This kind of plot has been written countless times in those popular storybooks.

A devoted woman waited for her lover to come and take her away, but all she got was nothing.

Ultimately, he was tormented by love and died in despair.

Chen Jing was also somewhat saddened, and asked in a low voice:

"I didn't expect you to be someone who's also heartbroken. May I ask your name?"

The female ghost sniffed, looked up at Chen Jing, and for a moment her eyes were filled with confusion. After regaining her senses, the female ghost softly replied:

"I don't remember my name, I only remember someone calling me... Wan'er..."

Chen Jing smiled and nodded.

"So it's Miss Wan'er..."

Upon hearing the name Wan'er, the female ghost suddenly froze for a moment, staring blankly at Chen Jing.

Chen Jing looked at her with a gentle smile and nodded politely.

But for some reason, the female ghost Wan'er kept staring at him, her eyes fixed on him as if she wanted to see right through him.

Perhaps because he had been stared at by the female ghost Wan'er for too long, Chen Jing blushed and quickly said:

"Thank you for showing me the way, Miss Wan'er. It's getting late, and I need to rest..."

The female ghost Wan'er withdrew her gaze, her expression somewhat somber.

The female ghost bowed slightly, her figure slowly drifting into the stone forest, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Chen Jing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much lighter.

He had never known how to interact with girls, and even though Wan'er was just a wandering spirit, he still felt somewhat uncomfortable.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Chen Jing mounted his horse, glanced at the stone forest not far away, hesitated for a moment, and then cupped his hands in a gesture of respect:

"Miss Wan'er, I must go now. We may meet again someday..."

"drive..."

The warhorse neighed, and the sound of its hooves gradually faded into the distance.

In the shadows of the stone forest, Wan'er slowly emerged, a touch of melancholy on her pale face.

Slowly, as if she had made up her mind, she began to drift away from the outside of the stone forest.

But as soon as she drifted out of the area covered by the stone forest, the omnipresent yang energy in the outside world made her feel as if she were in a raging fire or boiling oil, and she was in danger of being reduced to ashes in an instant.

Dawn was approaching. Under the sunlight, even fierce ghosts dared not show themselves, let alone a wandering spirit like her who wasn't even considered a fierce ghost.

Wan'er had no choice but to shrink back and hide in the shadows of the stone forest, gazing longingly into the distance.

And this wait lasted for more than ten days.

One evening at dusk, the sun had already set, leaving only its last rays, when a caravan happened to pass by the Stone Forest.

Wan'er saw a young girl in the caravan who was weak and listless.

Even the martial artist with the most vigorous blood and energy in the entire team posed little threat to her.

Seeing this, she no longer hesitated, mustered great courage, and directly broke out of the stone forest, throwing herself into the vast and masculine world.

In an instant, she was subjected to excruciating pain, as if she were being torn apart by a thousand knives. Wan'er endured it with all her might and did not reveal her form.

Just as the pain was about to tear her apart, she finally broke into the carriage and possessed the frail young girl.

Then it lay dormant, not daring to reveal even the slightest hint of its presence.