At nightfall, the lonely souls in the graves would float out to get some fresh air, otherwise it would be too boring to stay in the ground all day. Some of the graves were empty, and the owners had been taken away to reincarnate. The ones left behind were either new ghosts who had not yet passed the seventh day of death, or old ghosts with obsessions and resentments. There were not many of them, otherwise the whole hill would have been too full to accommodate them.
The wandering ghosts howled every night, but tonight they all calmed down and dared not make even a single cry.
There is no other reason, the King of Ghosts came out of the tomb and dared not make any noise.
Ghosts also value honesty and integrity. Yan Zhao is the most powerful ghost in the area. If he gets angry, he can devour all of them. Naturally, no ghost dares to offend him. The ghosts are still puzzled. They never knew there were such ghosts in Yuexi Mountain. Judging from their clothes, they don’t look like they are from this dynasty, let alone ordinary people. They must be nobles from at least a thousand years ago...
Yuexi Town was also a poor town thousands of years ago, and it is unknown when such a great figure was buried there.
What's even more puzzling is that this guy has a live person on his back.
The cold moonlight shone down, illuminating the long shadows on the ground. Yan Zhao was carrying Rong Yu on his back, and they were clearly two people, but there was only a shadow following behind them, which was creepy.
The ghosts were afraid of the ghostly aura on Yan Zhao, and hid back in the tombs from a distance. As for the way they walked, not to mention asking for directions, there was not even a ghost to ask for directions.
Rong Yu originally thought that Yan Zhao was unreliable, so he finally tried to ask the ghosts in the mountains for directions, but to his surprise, there was not even a ghost.
"Didn't you say there are a lot of ghosts at night?" Rong Yu lowered his head and asked, "Where are the ghosts?"
Yan Zhao also wanted to ask: "On weekdays, there are indeed a lot."
He was buried in the most remote place, and he was the strongest, so Yuexi Mountain was also under his jurisdiction. He could handle the fact that there were many ghosts here, but he was too lazy to care about them and they had nothing to do with him.
Yan Zhao was the only one who couldn't find his way in his own territory. Rong Yu thought it was remarkable that Yan Zhao didn't get lost in his own tomb, let alone an underground maze.
Rong Yu's brain worked faster than his: "They are afraid of you, so they hid."
"Are you afraid of me?" Yan Zhao was puzzled. "How can I be so scary that you are not afraid of me?"
Rongrong, an ordinary person, is not afraid of him, so why should those little ghosts be afraid of him? They are really a bunch of cowards.
Yan Zhao had no idea of his own abilities.
"Why should I be afraid of you? Of course they are afraid that you will swallow them." Rong Yu said, "Big fish eat small fish, big ghosts eat small ghosts. If you eat them, you will become stronger, so they will avoid you."
Rong Yu had never been afraid of Yan Zhao, or rather, the word fear did not exist in the devil's dictionary. He suddenly thought of the fish eating small fish game he had played on his phone before, and then he realized that these little ghosts must be hiding because they were afraid of Yan Zhao.
Ghosts that have lived for hundreds or thousands of years are almost all evil ghosts. Most ordinary lonely ghosts eventually die. There is no way to burn incense and worship these old ghosts. They have to devour other ghosts to continue to exist.
These little ghosts could never have imagined that Yan Zhao had been in the tomb for a thousand years and had only survived to this day by relying on his obsession, without having eaten a single ghost.
The obsession required is too deep.
Yan Zhao shook his head and said in disgust: "I won't eat them."
It's not out of kindness. It's just that the sun has an instinctive aversion to these underworld things, like a rat in a stinky ditch, which is hard to swallow.
I would rather starve than eat something with such a sinister aura.
Although he himself is already the most yin person...
"You don't want to eat ghosts?" Rong Yu asked, "Aren't you hungry?"
After Rong Yu said this, Yan Zhao was indeed hungry.
He felt hungry since he saw Rong Yu yesterday. He had thought Rong Yu would burn incense for him today, but he was trapped on the mountain for the whole day and was hungry. He also had to teleport with Rong Yu on his back, which cost him a lot of energy.
He felt his stomach was very empty and wanted to eat three incense sticks in one go.
"I'm hungry." Yan Zhao said honestly, "When we get down the mountain, you can burn some incense for me. I only eat your incense, not other stinky things."
Rong Yu said lazily: "You have passed this place seven times. I think we should live in the mountains for the rest of our lives."
“…” As he was talking, he went back to where he was.
Yan Zhao blushed: "Why didn't you remind me?"
"How can I remind you? I don't know the road either, but I know this tree." Rong Yu said confidently.
Yan Zhao had nothing to say, so he resigned himself to his fate and changed direction to continue searching.
"Wait a minute, there's something ahead." Rong Yu narrowed his eyes, "No, there's a ghost."
I saw a ghost in front of me floating around aimlessly, homeless.
Rong Yu gave instructions: "Let's go find him and ask for directions."
Upon hearing this, Yan Zhao teleported in front of the ghost with Rong Yu on his back.
The ghost was looking at a loss, and turned around to see a gloomy and handsome ghost in red standing in front of him. His face was pale and transparent, and he looked gloomy and scary. There was another person lying on his back, but his face could not be seen. Only his long black hair could be seen. He was also dressed in red, which was very strange in the night.
The ghost was frightened and shouted: "There is a ghost!!!"
Rong Yu raised his face speechlessly: "You are a ghost yourself."
The ghost was even more frightened when he saw Rong Yu's face: "You, why is it you, you are not—"
Before he finished speaking, the entire ghost suddenly turned into a puff of smoke and was sucked into Yan Zhao's mouth.
Without even the chance to scream, he completely disappeared from the world.
Yan Zhao frowned. Inhaling a ghost made him feel a little full, but the taste of such a dirty soul was unbearable: "It tastes terrible."
Rong Yu was startled and punched him on the back: "Why did you eat him? Didn't you say you don't eat ghosts? Didn't you think it smelled bad?"
Yan Zhao lowered his eyes, his eyes dark and heavy: "Do you care about him a lot?"
She actually beat him up for a wild boy.
There was a hint of grievance in the ghost king's gloomy expression.
"Of course I care!" Rong Yu was furious. "You want to eat, but can you please finish asking questions first? We finally met a ghost, and you don't ask for the way down the mountain. Do you plan to wait until dawn?!"
Yan Zhao's eyes suddenly lit up: "You care about asking for directions, not him?"
"Who is he? Why should I care about him?" Rong Yu was completely confused. "Do I know him?"
Yan Zhao reminded: "He is Hu Wei."
He remembered this man. He had evil intentions towards Rongrong when he was alive. Rongrong was killed by those mortals just to bury him with her. The name written on the tombstone was Hu Wei's.
It is said that he stole the bride from Hu Wei's coffin.
Thinking of the bloody young man's fingers when he first met Rong Yu, which must have meant he was struggling in the coffin, Yan Zhao felt even more gloomy.
As for this so-called ex-husband, Yan Zhao naturally hated him so much that she wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood. No matter how disgusting he was, she would eat him alive.
Rong Yu's first reaction: "Who is Hu Wei?"
Blood Jade Bracelet: ... a cannon fodder who wanted to force the original owner but ended up dying in a tiger's mouth and ended up being married to the original owner in a ghost marriage.
Xiao Zhuzi's summary is insightful. Hu Wei is now gone. He died in the tiger's mouth when he was alive, and in the ghost's mouth after his death. He was given a box lunch as soon as he appeared, and only had one and a half lines. He was definitely cannon fodder.
Rong Yu remembered: "I'm sorry, I don't remember the unimportant things."
He is too lazy to remember.
Yan Zhao said distressedly: "It's okay, just don't forget it."
How could he not remember that Rongrong had been pestered by this guy for a long time and was persecuted to death by his family. If he hadn't rescued him from the coffin, the young man would have died with hatred.
The memory of struggling in the coffin must have been too terrifying and painful, leaving her with extreme trauma, so she forced herself to forget it. Yan Zhao regretted it deeply, but he was still a step too late and failed to rescue Rongrong earlier, leaving her worried and frightened.
—But if he had really been one step earlier, Wen Yichu would not have encountered a life-and-death crisis, and Rong Yu would not have come.
Yan Zhao comforted Rong Yu: "From now on, I will protect you and no one will bully you anymore."
Rong Yu didn't appreciate it: "Forget it, no one can bully me except you."
Hu Wei was the indirect cause of Wen Yichu's death. If he hadn't wanted to force Wen Yichu, Wen Yichu wouldn't have hidden in the mountains. If he hadn't chased her in, she wouldn't have been killed by the tiger. If she hadn't been killed by the tiger, the angry Hu family wouldn't have forced Wen Yichu into a ghost marriage.
But Hu Wei's soul is now scattered, and Wen Yichu's soul lamp is not lit at all.
Not only was Hu Wei not taken seriously by Rong Yu, he was not even taken seriously by Wen Yichu.
“Woo woo woo, woo woo woo, Liu Lang, Liu Lang!”
After walking a few more steps, I heard the faint sound of a woman crying.
Rong Yu whispered, "You are not allowed to eat this time. Go and ask for directions. Keep your ghost energy to yourself, don't scare everyone back to the grave."
Yan Zhao nodded cautiously and followed the sound, only to see a female ghost in red being pulled by two male ghosts, each holding one arm, and both trying to pull her towards him.
The male ghost on the left was pale and thin, dressed in simple clothes, and looked weak, while the one on the right was used to farm work, full of vigor, and was about to drag the female ghost away.
The female ghost looked back at the living ghost and cried: "Liu Lang! Let me go, I won't go with you. I am Liu Lang's daughter in life and his ghost in death!"
The farmer ghost cursed: "Bitch, you have been promised to me by your parents, and I am your official wife! Where did you come from, you little white face? How dare you snatch it from me!"
The ghost was not happy, but he was not willing to give in: "Wan Niang and I loved each other when we were alive. If I were not so weak, I would have proposed marriage and married her long ago. Why do you want to break us up, brother?"
"You two are having an affair without a matchmaker, and you still have the right to do so? You haven't even come to propose marriage yet, but I gave the money to her parents and officially betrothed her! She should be mine!"
The two sides were arguing like they were playing tug-of-war, and the female ghost was crying and wailing, unable to contain her expression.
"Stop and rest for a moment. I want to ask for directions. Can you guys stop arguing after I'm done?" Rong Yu got off Yan Zhao's back and walked forward and said.
But they were so engrossed in the noise that they completely ignored this mortal who had appeared out of nowhere.
Rong Yu didn't even turn his head: "Yan Zhao, help hold the scene for a while."
All the ghost energy that was suppressed in Yan Zhao was released.
The three ghosts nearby were suddenly silent, as if they were surrounded by a terrifying cold air. They turned around tremblingly and saw Rong Yu and Yan Zhao standing under the tree.
It’s over. It’s over.
What a powerful ghost.
I’m afraid these three ghosts will die here together today.
Frightened by the strong ghost energy, they couldn't even move their legs to escape.
The farmer ghost trembled his legs and knelt down immediately: "Oh, oh, spare me, I want to eat them, these pretty boys and women have delicate skin and flesh, I am a rough man, my skin is rough and my flesh is not tasty..."
The ghost of the mortal also knelt down and stood in front of the female ghost: "Xiaoxiao, if you want to eat me, don't eat Wan Niang! My soul has poisonous aura, and the rouge and powder I gave her are poisonous, you can't eat her!"
Yan Zhao said expressionlessly: "I won't eat you."
Ghosts don't taste good, and Hu Wei made him want to vomit.
He just wanted to know how to get down the mountain.
Before he could finish his words, the female ghost in the middle suddenly knelt down, squeezed out from between the two male ghosts, kowtowed with tears in her eyes, and said, "Thank you, sir. I am willing to do justice for me and Liu Lang!"
Yan Zhao: “… ?”
Yan Zhao slowly typed a question mark.