The sound of that moment echoed in Sangque's ears. The surroundings were still silent, with only ashes scattered everywhere.

Wan Xiangtou? Yan Daozi had corresponded with various people before, but this title was the first time he heard Sang Que.

Is that the name used in opera troupe?

He came to visit Yan Daozi at this time, maybe just for the sacrifice of Heishan Village tomorrow. He must be someone from the force behind Yan Daozi.

At that moment, it felt like a ghost passed through her body. She heard the voice of Yan Daozi. Could it be Yan Daozi's evil spirit? Could the Black Mountain Village in this inner world and the Black Mountain Village outside communicate through the evil spirit of the ghost walker? This discovery made Sang Que happy, but immediately gave her a headache.

In the entire Heishan Village, she and Yan Daozi were the only ones who had escaped. Could she still count on Yan Daozi to save her? It would be okay to eavesdrop first! When she reached the main house door, Sang Que saw that the left half of the house had collapsed and there were signs of fire.

After taking a deep look, Sang Que withdrew his gaze and faced the two chairs in front of him that were almost completely covered by spider webs.

Wan Xiangtou tried his best and fell into the chair, as if something was torn apart.

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Wan Xiangtou, who was wearing an opera mask, suddenly trembled all over and hurriedly called back his strange bride, but a strong pulling force accompanied by bursts of nursery rhymes came over him.

Yan Daozi was completely confused. What well? Where was the well?

When this was mentioned, Yan Daozi suddenly realized.

"What's going on with that well?" Wan Xiangtou asked Yan Daozi angrily.

…

Sangque immediately spread out the evil fog and dodged.

He couldn't deal with that ghost curse now, but when he was successfully promoted, he would come to get the embroidered shoes.

Before Yan Daozi finished speaking, it suddenly got dark above Sang Que's head, and a bloody red veil was spread out over her head and covered her head.

…

Who could have caused Wan Xiangtou, who was about to reach the fifth level of the Netherworld, to suffer such a great loss? With trembling hands, Wan Xiangtou quickly took out a box from his bag. After opening it, he found a piece of rotten meat that emitted a foul smell. He grabbed the rotten meat and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it twice and swallowing it.

…

…

"I dare not, but I have been stuck in the second level of the Nine Netherworld for a long time. If I cannot make further progress, how can I do good things for the class master?"

Wan Xiangtou snorted coldly, "After all, this is the place where the temple keeper stayed. It's not surprising that there are some strange things. This nursery rhyme is a ghost curse, and even my ghost bride is powerless to resist it."

"My shoulder? I don't know. I've been feeling a chill since a while ago..."

Sang Que walked to the seat on the right and slowly stretched out her left hand. Suddenly, a cold breath burst out from her fingertips, carrying a violent emotion, and rushed into her body.

After swallowing the rotten meat, Wan Xiangtou's bleeding stopped, and his lost feet grew back in an incredible state. They were white and small, and did not look like a pair of men's feet at all.

Wan Xiangtou took out clean shoes and socks, put them on, picked up his bag, and with the help of some ability of the strange bride, left Heishan Village quietly.

She was afraid that the Embroidered Shoes would catch up with her again after dealing with Tong Yao, so she couldn't lead the Embroidered Shoes to Xuan Yu and the others.

The bone-chilling coldness surrounded Sang Que, and the candlelight was suppressed to less than half a meter, but the embroidered shoes were still chasing her. Sang Que gritted her teeth and ran into Shou Hou's yard.

"I don't know. This matter has been going on for a long time in Heishan Village. I have been investigating it, but I can't find out the reason. The old woman who sang the nursery rhyme in the beginning was confused in her early years and her speech was incoherent."

Wan Xiang felt a splitting headache, and his mind was filled with the sound of the nursery rhyme, which was lingering and made him want to sing uncontrollably.

A streak of blood suddenly flashed under Wan Xiangtou's feet. Wan Xiangtou gritted his teeth and groaned. His feet were broken at the root and bleeding. His feet quickly melted into a pool of blood, leaving only the black boots.

There is only one well for drawing water in Heishan Village, at the entrance of the village.

There was no wind around, but the light of the red candle that drove away ghosts was shaking violently and becoming dimmer and dimmer.

"The stone is blue, with many white spots. My cruel parents want to sell me off..."

"…Everything is ready, there will be absolutely no problems, Wan Xiangtou can rest assured."

"Thank you! Thank you, Wan Xiangtou. In this way, the little village ghost is nothing to be afraid of. If Kou Yushan dares to use the village ghost, I will offer it to the God of Drama as well."

…

Yan Daozi was terrified. This was clearly the evil spirit being injured and attacking its master.

"For now, it seems that as long as you stay away from the source of the curse, nothing serious will happen. You'd better be careful until tomorrow."

Whenever Yan Daozi invited someone in, he would always let him sit on the left.

When she ran out from under the red veil, she saw that the red veil seemed to be covering an invisible human head, hanging in mid-air, and through the veil she could vaguely see the facial features of the person underneath.

Yan Daozi’s level of cultivation was too low, so he could neither see nor hear anything. He could only see Wan Xiangtou’s anger and shock from the eyes beneath the mask.

"The stone is blue, with many white spots..."

Wan Xiangtou can order the strange bride to chase people in the hidden world, but he himself cannot see clearly what is happening in the hidden world and can only perceive a very small part of it.

"There are only a handful of people in the Xuan Dynasty who are capable of entering the hidden world. Perhaps it is some unlucky evil spirit who is just passing by."

In Yan Daozi's courtyard.

The blue cloth shoes belong to Yan Daozi, and the black boots belong to Wan Xiangtou.

"No, I have been in Heishan Village for more than half a year. I have been investigating the matter of the former temple keeper, but I have never seen his daughter. Could it be that the temple keeper's daughter died young?"

Sang Que couldn't afford to offend a ghost who was about to step into the fifth level of Jiuyou. She fled decisively, taking out a ghost-exorcising red candle from her arms while running outside.

Sang Que immediately used his mind to draw strength from Yin Tong Guichou and suppress it. The violent force immediately shrank back like a mouse seeing a cat and stayed at Sang Que's fingertips.

In the ancient documents her mother showed her, the left was always respected. Yan Daozi's tone just now was very respectful, which showed that this person had a high status and must be as capable as Yan Daozi.

Yan Daozi's voice echoed in my ears.

A pair of red embroidered shoes suddenly blocked her way, and a hand with red nails pierced through the air and grabbed towards her.

"Okay, okay, after the matter of Heishan Village is over, I will continue to track down the 'Nine Songs' remnants. My old friend has already found the whereabouts of the 'storyteller', who is near Dongyang County. After the matter here is over, I will rush to Dongyang County immediately."

She protected the candlelight with her hands and backed away, watching the pair of embroidered shoes chasing after her.

"Please forgive me, Xiangtou! I didn't... didn't mean that... No, I really didn't meet any other suspicious people. Everything in Heishan Village is under my control."

His strange bride was back, but the pair of embroidered shoes that could allow one to step into the hidden world had fallen into the well!

…

The sound of the nursery rhyme forcefully invaded Sang Que's mind, making her want to sing along. Sang Que bit her lips tightly to stop herself from speaking.

Yan Daozi nodded, "Then what happened just now was..."

…

All the evil fog was sucked into the red veil and disappeared. Sang Que felt a powerful suppressing force, which made it extremely difficult for her to mobilize Yin Tong's power.

But the embroidered shoes stopped! The toes of the embroidered shoes slowly turned towards the well, paused, and then walked towards the well.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of red embroidered shoes appeared next to Sang Que. The space around the embroidered shoes was distorted, just as Liu Tianyou described. One could vaguely see the Heishan Village outside, a pair of black boots, a pair of blue cloth shoes and a normal blue brick floor.

…

The sound of the nursery rhyme in Sang Que's mind gradually weakened. She took the opportunity to climb over the side wall and escape quickly, escaping into the wild woods outside and heading straight for the abandoned witch temple.

"Well, I understand. I will definitely handle the follow-up matters and not leave any clues to the Evil Suppression Bureau. As for my joining the 'Ghost Troupe'..."

Sang Que hurriedly lit a red candle to drive away ghosts. As the candlelight came on, the surrounding blue-gray mist suddenly dissipated, and the pair of hands with red nails suddenly retracted.

"Once this is accomplished, I would like to congratulate Wan Xiangtou in advance for officially entering the fifth level of Jiuyou!"

"I want to join the ghost theater troupe. I can't miss tomorrow's event. I also need to go somewhere else to prepare. I'm leaving first!"

"Nursery rhyme, what's going on again!"

After Wan Xiangtou left, Yan Daozi thought back to what had just happened and the more he thought about it, the more anxious he felt.

"Could it be that she is back again?"

He didn't dare mention this matter to Wan Xiangtou at all, for fear that the class leader would blame him, which would completely cut off his path to advancement and even cost him his life.

"No, I have to prepare myself well. At the very least, I have to be able to escape unscathed. No matter how big the matter is, it is not as important as my life."

If he really has no way out, he can also report the "ghost theater troupe" to the evil suppression department! 　Today is still three updates, see you tomorrow~ 　　Please subscribe! 　　Please vote for the monthly ticket! 　　 　 (End of this chapter)