"Yes, I don't sense any death aura. It's definitely alive." Yan Chiyu replied, his dark eyes so deep they seemed to suck people into an abyss.
Wu Yue tugged at his sleeve: "So what's going on?"
She's started to get used to automatically giving up thinking when she encounters ghostly things...囧rz
Yan Chiyu looked down at her hand that was tugging at his sleeve, took the uneasy hand in his palm, and said meaningfully, "Alive, yet not truly alive."
"You want me to listen to nonsense literature first thing in the morning?" Wu Yue glared at him.
Yan Chiyu looked up at the mountain hidden in the clouds in the distance. "Let's get straight to the point. After we finish breakfast, let's go and take a look at that mountain."
Upon hearing this, Wu Yue nearly bit her tongue. "You want me to go see those ghosts sitting on their own graves eating offerings? In broad daylight, can't you be a decent human being?"
After complaining, Wu Yue suddenly remembered something and changed the subject: "Wait a minute. When I mentioned the foot of the mountain earlier, the village chief's expression was indeed strange. I thought he was thinking about what we did to him last night. Now that I think about it, he deliberately said that the mountain was full of graves, implying that we shouldn't get close. Could there be something in the mountain?"
"Finally figured it out?" Yan Chiyu looked down and noticed the girl's furrowed brows. He added slowly, "I guess the village chief's resurrection is largely related to the formation that trapped us. Do you believe me? Tonight they'll turn into ghosts again. Even if I use talismans to destroy them, they'll return to normal the next day."
"Isn't this a vicious cycle?"
"That should be the case. To verify the facts, we need to go to the foot of the mountain and see if there's anything fishy going on there. What do you think?"
Wu Yue said with disdain, "I don't really watch it, I don't want to."
It's not over yet, and she's already experiencing both physical and psychological resistance.
Yan Chiyu knew that although she refused quickly, she was still hesitant in her heart.
His beautiful eyes were fixed on Wu Yue, sparkling with light. When they curved slightly, his eyes became captivatingly lively.
Wu Yue mentally raised a white flag. She knew very well that if she didn't go, she wouldn't be able to find out the truth, and if she couldn't break the formation, she couldn't leave this place.
"Can't you go alone?" Wu Yue's resentful little eyes fell on his face.
She'd rather play mahjong with the old man at Yao Ruxing's house than go on a "date" with her boyfriend at Ghost Mountain!
"cannot."
Yan Chiyu lowered his eyes, his expression visibly turning dejected. "I'm scared when I'm alone too."
Wu Yue: "..."
A spoiled brat! A sore loser!
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After breakfast, the two of them took a detour to the foot of the mountain.
According to the village chief's wife, the mountain is called Lixia Mountain, but the origin of the name is unknown; it has been called that by their ancestors.
After the village chief's wife and Wu Yue finished their explanation, they, like the village chief, solemnly reminded them not to approach Lixia Mountain. It was unclear whether they were genuinely afraid they would offend the spirits of their ancestors, or if they were simply wary of something else.
No matter how they tried to subtly probe, the village chief's wife remained tight-lipped about Li Xiashan, not uttering a single word.
The sun overhead grew increasingly intense, so intense that it was almost unbearable.
Yan Chiyu and Wu Yue stood at the entrance of the mountain, holding a parasol. No, to be precise, there was only one road in front of them, a long road, the end of which was hazy and indistinct, shrouded in mist, and they could not see anything clearly.
Wu Yue looked up at the towering, majestic mountain.
They were indeed at the foot of the mountain, but they couldn't see the entrance. The mountain seemed to be missing a leg, half of its body hidden in the mist.
Isn't that strange?
Wu Yue looked over again, a small golden flame appearing at her fingertips, intending to break the illusion that led her into the mountain.
Yan Chiyu pressed down on her wrist. "I'll do it."
The small golden flame went out.
The yellow talisman slowly flew forward from Yan Chiyu's hand, and then stopped in the middle of the long road. Then, stone steps, one after another, appeared from the bottom to the top.
Fallen leaves lay scattered on the stone steps, and a pungent, unpleasant chemical smell wafted out.
Both of them simultaneously raised their hands to cover their noses.
Wu Yue was familiar with this smell; she had played a similar role in a quick transmigration mission she had once undertaken.
She lowered her gaze, "Someone has built a laboratory in the mountains."
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