A modern Feng Shui master and fortune teller, Lin Wanyue, is transported by a car accident to a dynasty not recorded in history, becoming a three-year-old baby abandoned in a mass grave.
The ...
Oh no, oh no, now we're just waiting to die!
More than one person has had this thought; some are already looking back tremblingly, as if they want to escape.
But behind it was pitch black, with heavy shadows of trees, and the location of Ning'an Village could not be seen at all.
This is even more frightening!
"I...I told you!" Liu Guangzong said, mustering his courage. "We shouldn't have listened to that little brat! She's really something, how come she didn't know we were surrounded by ghosts? And she made us walk so much for nothing! If you ask me, she's probably just playing tricks. We should just keep walking, what's there to be afraid of?"
Liu Guangzong was about to walk forward on his own, but he was bold enough that the others dared not go.
They all stood there, trembling, looking at Lin Wanyue.
"Wanwan, do you have any ideas?" Liu Junlan asked gently.
"Don't be afraid, little sister," Lin Zheyun felt that he had finally found an opportunity to protect his little sister and had to make a good impression.
Lin Zihan and Lin Ziqiu were not willing to let him steal their opportunity.
But they were too scared, so they grabbed Lin Zheyun on either side of them, saying, "Brother, you have to protect us too. We'll help you protect your sister."
Lin Zheyun: "..."
Lin Zheyun felt like he had a thousand curses in his head that he wanted to unleash on his two younger brothers so that they could grow up even more shameless.
But with his grandmother right in front of him, he simply didn't have the courage.
"It's not actually that difficult, but you'll have to wait a bit," Lin Wanyue said.
Laifu, who was struggling to solve the mystery of being lost in a maze: "..."
Lin Wanyue took out a yellow talisman from her bosom, ran to a tree trunk, and stuck the talisman on it.
Okay.
The crowd was puzzled.
It seems like...nothing has changed?
But as they followed Lin Wanyue's instructions and continued forward, the scene suddenly brightened considerably, as if the gray fog that had been shrouding them had completely dissipated.
A gentle breeze blew by, carrying a delicate fragrance and the soft voice of a woman.
"Could it be that kid Zhou? Let's hurry over and take a look," someone urged.
"That Zhou kid is a man, after all! How could he possibly have a woman's voice? He's more like a female ghost." Someone immediately retorted.
However, everyone unanimously decided to go and take a look first.
The group lit torches and searched in the direction from which the sound came, and to their surprise, they found the village head's youngest son.
The boy was currently lying comfortably in the arms of a beautiful woman, his eyes closed, his face full of enjoyment.
The great beauty had hair as black as clouds and wore a light red gauze dress. Her chest revealed a glimpse of her snow-white, voluptuous breasts. Below her slender waist, a pair of long, straight legs were faintly visible under the red gauze dress, making them appear even more fair and delicate.
"Oh, so we have guests." The beautiful woman turned around and looked at them with a spring-like smile.
That face was equally stunning, with red lips, black hair, and bright, large eyes. Just a slight upturn of the corners of her lips and a gentle smile were enough to make every man drool.
Even the unlucky Lai Fu, who is no longer considered a man.
Laifu wiped his drool and, relying on being a ghost, ran faster than anyone else, already floating to the side of the beautiful woman.
"May I ask your name, young lady? Are you cold here so late at night?" Lai Fu asked eagerly, completely ignoring the village head's youngest son who was being held in the arms of the beautiful woman.
Of course, the men of Ning'an Village, who were drooling at the moment, overlooked this point. They even overlooked how such a beautiful woman could appear in such a desolate pavilion in the middle of nowhere.
Everyone's eyes were practically glued to the beautiful woman.
"What's wrong with you people? This woman looks really strange!" Old Lady Du nudged the man next to her, but was pushed away by him in disgust.
"You old codger, what do you know? You're just jealous of her! How can a woman as beautiful as her be anything but attractive? That's what you call 'exciting'." The man wiped his drool with his sleeve, his eyes glued to her.
The beautiful woman happened to be looking over, and her smile became even more pronounced.
Wow, so many people have come!
It's just that the ugly guy next to me is a bit noisy.
The beautiful woman's gaze shifted, turning icy cold as she looked at Lai Fu. She parted her red lips slightly and said, "Get lost."
"Girl, don't be so heartless. I just wanted to show you some concern," Laifu said, sounding somewhat aggrieved.
"You don't deserve it, you ugly thing." The beautiful woman's words still stung.
Lai Fu: (?﹏?)
Then Laifu became furious and put his hands on his hips, saying, "Why am I not worthy? I'm a ghost, and so are you! Besides, I haven't even absorbed any human yang energy yet, and you're harming people. You're no good ghost!"
The two women, Liu Junlan and Old Lady Du, were naturally unaffected by the great beauty. As for the other men, perhaps only the four young men from the Lin family were still young and had not been noticed by the great beauty, thus managing to escape unscathed.
The rest of the people had completely forgotten about it, and one of them ran as fast as he could, trying to get past.
"Wanwan, what should we do?" Liu Junlan estimated that even if she was strong, she definitely couldn't stop so many men.
The beautiful woman was holding the village head's youngest son.
"Grandma, don't be afraid." Lin Wanyue took out something she had prepared since discovering the ghost wall—a bromine salt solution.
With a crisp sound of the glass bottle shattering.
An extremely strong odor, so intense that it made almost everyone and every animal want to vomit, then burst forth.
Odor salt solution, which is a high concentration of ammonia gas.
The place where this smell is most commonly found is the toilet.
The smell, like a mountain of excrement exploding, was indeed sobering, even for men whose souls had been captivated by the beautiful woman.
No one was in the mood to look at the beautiful woman anymore; they were all squatting by the roadside, holding torches and vomiting.
"vomit--"
"Ugh... Ugh..."
"yue!"
Even the village head's youngest son, who was being held in the arms of the beautiful woman, frowned, as if he was about to wake up.
The beautiful woman's expression changed, and with a flick of her sleeve, she rushed in front of Lin Wanyue.
Lin Wanyue's own situation isn't much better right now.
The smell was truly devastating, especially since she was right at the center of the explosion, where the smell was even stronger!
Lin Wanyue forcibly suppressed her urge to vomit from the stench and stuck a yellow talisman on the ghost's forehead as she approached.
"Ahhh!" The beautiful woman screamed in agony.
Her stunningly beautiful face seemed to have been ravaged; her smooth skin, like autumn leaves, rotted and fell off piece by piece. She opened her mouth and screamed, her bright red tongue darting out and dragging long on the ground.
The red gauze dress, barely visible, revealed her true face; it was nothing more than a half-rotten rag covered in thick, black bloodstains.
"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!" the female ghost screamed desperately, her bare, skeletal fingers trying to grab at the skin.