The deceased was a young man, lying face up in a coffin, with a large red silk cloth laid beneath him.
It looked particularly grand, but with Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo's sharp eyes, they could tell at a glance that the silk underneath was just strips of cloth, and that it was very old, passed down through generations.
They didn't care and found a quiet place to land. Suddenly, there was a loud 'bang' sound next to them.
He was also a young man, alive.
Zhou Yuan was carrying a plate, seemingly helping to serve the food, when he saw two fairy-like girls floating down from the sky. Their refined and delicate faces were full of surprise, their mouths agape, and drool was dripping from their mouths.
He quickly wiped himself hard, glanced into the distance, and whispered, "You can't be ghosts, so you must be military officers?"
Li Xiaoran ignored him.
Xue Nuo licked his ice cream cone, made a big, funny face, and shouted in a sinister, menacing manner, "Who says we're not ghosts?"
Zhou Yuan chuckled and said, "With the Yin-Yang King here, all the evil spirits in our village are dead. You're definitely not ghosts, and... you're so beautiful..." He blushed as he spoke, carefully taking two steps closer, still keeping a distance of seven or eight meters from Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo, and asked, "Are you here for a funeral?"
"no."
Unusually, Li Xiaoran spoke up, opening Fang Zong's photo on her phone: "Have you seen this person before?"
When Zhou Yuan saw that it was a man, and a very handsome one at that, a man who made him feel ashamed of his own appearance, he felt extremely dissatisfied. Then, thinking that he was just a penniless nobody, he cursed himself for being a toad trying to eat swan meat and shook his head.
"Then, who has the ability to see ghosts?"
Li Xiaoran continued to ask questions.
She knew that Fang Zong's target was the so-called 'King of Yin and Yang', and that finding the King of Yin and Yang would likely allow her to meet Fang Zong.
Upon hearing the name Yin Yang King, Zhou Yuan immediately became respectful, and his face lit up as he said, "I know, I know. He even invited me to play chess today... Yes, chess... I should go play chess."
With a somewhat dazed expression, Zhou Yuan turned and ran out.
Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo exchanged a glance and strolled after them. They discovered that in the very center of the 'funeral' banquet, there were only two or three dishes on a table, and in the empty space, there was a chessboard with the Chu River and Han Border, chariots, horses, knights, and cannons laid out.
There was only one middle-aged man sitting there, with a round face, a big nose, and a mouthful of buck teeth.
This person was extremely ugly, but the people around him treated him with great respect. Zhou Yuan also ran to his side and obediently sat opposite him, ready to play chess with him.
"Smack, something's weird," Xue Nuo said, sucking on her ice cream cone.
Li Xiaoran nodded slightly, and after taking off his gold-rimmed glasses, a cold, icy blue light flashed in his eyes, and a chilling aura that seemed to form eight arms emanated from his back.
"King of Yin and Yang, please come!" Suddenly someone spoke, who looked like the person in charge of the funeral, bowing and scraping with a smile at the man with big buck teeth.
The Yin-Yang King stood up with an air of importance. Nearby were the villagers of Yutian Village, more than a hundred people, almost all of whom were there.
The villagers looked at him with a mixture of reverence and fear, which made him even more dignified. He walked with his feet turned outwards, his hands behind his back, and after a few steps, he came back and laughed, "Let's talk after we finish the game."
After saying that, he picked up the 'chariot' from the chessboard that had just been set up, turned and went straight into the center of the king, and captured Zhou Yuan's 'general' without any regard for the rules.
"A brilliant move!"
"The Yin-Yang King is amazing!"
"What excellent chess skills!"
The villagers all cheered, as if this unreasonable way of playing chess really showed extraordinary skill.
The Yin-Yang King also enjoyed their reverence. When his gloomy eyes swept over the villagers, he glared at the young girls as if he wanted to strip them naked.
Upon seeing Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo, he gasped with envious intent, his eyes gleaming with a fierce light. He glared at them, then staggered back, head bowed, his mouse-like eyes darting around.
"Paralyze the general!"
He growled in a low voice, then looked up with a smile, pointing at the chessboard and saying to Li Xiaoran, "Little girl, would you like to play a game?"
Li Xiaoran had no interest in such things. She glanced coldly at Zhou Yuan and found that Zhou Yuan looked dazed. After being 'checkmated', half of his energy and spirit had disappeared.
She said nothing, her eight arms outstretched, as white as ice jade at the bottom of a lake.
"Don't hit him! Don't hit him!"
The Yin-Yang King quickly waved his hand: "Don't hit the wrong person, it's really not my fault, listen to me!"
Li Xiaoran tilted her snow-white neck, thinking: What would Fang Zong do? He'd probably listen to the story, right?
She nodded and continued standing.
"This young man!" The Yin-Yang King pointed at the corpse in the coffin: "This young man was quite popular, a good person, but he went mad, insisting he had a very sweet girlfriend who jumped into the village ditch because he couldn't find her. How could that be? There's never been a girl named 'Hua Gu'er' in our village."
By the way, Hua Gu'er is a ghost!
He suddenly froze, then pointed to the southwest corner of a house and cursed, "You beast, you harmed such a young man, did you gain any favor? In the end, you can't be reincarnated!"
This gesture terrified the two middle-aged women standing there. They screamed and ran away into the distance.
There was an empty space over there, and people who were closer kept pushing their way out.
Someone exclaimed, "What a long tongue!"
Another person added, "It's still dripping blood!"
The villagers grew increasingly tense and frightened as they listened, and Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo also became somewhat surprised.
Indeed, they saw it; it was a young female ghost dressed in red.
It looks like a ghost, but it doesn't have enough ghostly aura, so it's like a phantom. But if you sense it carefully, it seems like a real ghost.
What happened?
Could it be that the Yin-Yang King isn't a ghost, but truly a person with the ability to see ghosts?
As they were wondering, suddenly a long howl rang out, and the Yin-Yang King jumped up as if he had been electrocuted, then thrashed about on the ground like a fish out of water.
He convulsed in the open space, his face ashen, foaming at the mouth, and sobbing uncontrollably.
After crying twice, the Yin-Yang King got up, his cheeks flushed, his face like a peach blossom, his eyes flashing with cold light, and he spoke in a stern voice.
"Fellow villagers, I am Hua Gu'er. Don't you remember me? You've all been bewitched by the Yin-Yang King!"
I really am Tiger's girlfriend, and we were even engaged. But that night, the Yin-Yang King went south of the village to chop wood and encountered me. He was lustful and, fearing that his actions would be exposed, he killed me to silence me. Later, he bewitched you all, making you forget me, except for Tiger. Then he killed Tiger too!
"You pitiful fools, blinded by your own deceit, listened to his lies, preventing my injustice from being redressed and even causing Tiger's death... Heaven and earth bear witness, cause and effect are cyclical, I have come today for revenge!"
After saying this, his sinister laughter faded into the distance, and the Yin-Yang King collapsed to the ground, his body going limp.
Li Xiaoran was somewhat bewildered.
Xue Nuo was also stunned.
What's going on?
The Yin-Yang King was probably not faking it; no one would deliberately sabotage themselves like that.
But if we understand it this way, shouldn't they leave once the matter is over?
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