The girl pointed to the darkness in the distance: "There is a trial ground in the royal mausoleum area below. It is said that if you can pass the trial, you can not only leave this place, but also obtain unexpected benefits. Unfortunately, there are special restrictions there, so I can't go in."
Pei Mianman, being observant, asked, "Jiang Jiang, since you couldn't get in, how did you know all this?"
The girl replied, "Many, many years ago, I overheard the people who built this palace saying that they couldn't see me, so they weren't on guard."
Zuan remained silent, presumably because she had already become a ghost by then, which allowed her to witness so many things.
At this moment, the girl suddenly looked up at the two of them and said, "Big brother, big sister, can I ask you for a favor?"
Zu'an thought of the methods Yin Shang used on prisoners and could fully imagine her tragic experience back then. He couldn't help but feel sorry for her: "Jiang Jiang, just tell us and we will do our best to help you complete it."
"Thank you, big brother!" The girl smiled sweetly, pointing to the dark area in the distance. "In that royal tomb area, there should be a jade cong. It's a sacred object of our Dongyi Kingdom, said to be able to communicate with the gods. In the war years ago, our Dongyi Kingdom was defeated, and many of our people were captured and made into sacrifices here. Because of the great formation in Yin Ruins, we cannot rest in peace even after death. I don't know if you've encountered it before, but it's said they are trapped on a high staircase. So I need to use that jade cong to help my people pass on and let everyone finally find peace."
"So those were your people." Zuan's expression was strange, thinking that he had almost been devoured by them.
Hearing his story, the girl burst into tears: "Big brother, I'm sorry, they had no choice..."
"I understand," Zuan comforted him. "We're alright, don't worry, I'll go find the jade cong for you."
"Thank you, big brother," the girl said with a happy expression. "There's one more thing I need to ask you for a favor. Could you help me find my lost head?"
Zuan: "..."
Why does this sound so unsettling?
"Did I scare you?" the girl said, somewhat embarrassed and sad. "Back then, I was captured by the Shang people. In their sacrificial customs, human sacrifices were the best offerings. And because I was of noble status in the enemy country, I was the best human sacrifice available. So they cut off my head and put it in the Shang king's tomb as a sacrifice..."
"Jiang Jiang..." Upon hearing her tragic experience, Pei Mianman couldn't help but shed tears. She instinctively wanted to hug her and comfort her, but unfortunately, the other person was a soul, and her hand could only pass through her body.
Zuan was also filled with pity: "Don't worry, I will definitely help you find your lost head, but there is a problem, I don't know which head is yours."
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