"presumptuous!"
Nangong Jing's cane hit the ground hard, and he looked at her with cold eyes, "You can be disrespectful to me, but you can't be disrespectful to her!"
Nangong Wenli's face felt like she had been slapped hard, and she asked aggrievedly, "Uncle Jing, who on earth is she that you value her so much?"
"I'm an actor. Didn't you say I'm here to act with Grandpa Nangong?"
Wen Xi glanced sideways and responded lazily.
"you!"
"I went to Yama Palace, and only thanks to Wen Xi's blessing was I able to return safely. Who do you think she is?"
Nangong Jing said in a deep voice, "She comes from the underworld!"
From the underworld?
As soon as these words came out, everyone present felt their scalps tingle.
Xiao Shaoyan looked at Wen Xi meaningfully. No wonder she could easily find out the problem with his legs. Could she be from the underworld to subdue the ghost warrior Zou Zheng?
"The underworld?"
Nangong Wenli was covered in cold sweat and looked at Wen Xi in disbelief.
Nangong Chi frowned, a faint light flickered in his eyes, and muttered, "You must be kidding, she looks like just a little girl."
"I've arranged for all the guests to go down the mountain. The ghost tide is approaching. I'm afraid it will come too fast and affect the guests before they can fully descend the mountain. I've already asked several elders to escort them."
Nangong Wen Zheng rushed over, holding the beads in his hand with a serious expression.
Nangong Jing humbly said, "Da... Wenxi, in your opinion, is there any room for maneuver? If not, I will arrange for everyone in the Nangong family to go down the mountain and hide. Since this matter was caused by my arrogant eldest brother, I don't want to implicate innocent people. Let me end it."
"No, Grandpa. There are at least tens of thousands of evil spirits in this ghost tide. Even if you are powerful, you won't be able to resist it!"
Nangong Jue shook his head and said firmly, "If you really want to stay, your grandson will definitely stay too. I will accompany you to resist and protect our Nangong family!"
Nangong Wenzheng frowned and said, "That's right, Dad, what are you talking about? Let us go first, but where are we going? This is our home, so naturally we have to resist together."
Nangong Wenli clasped her children's hands, pursed her lips and remained silent, glancing towards the exit.
But he didn't notice his son's increasingly sinister gaze.
"It's useless to hide."
Wen Xi said calmly, "The ghost tide is coming for revenge. Haven't they already marked the descendants of the Nangong family? No matter how you try to hide, they will find you."
Nangong Jing took a breath and said, "The mark you mentioned, could it be..."
"Yes, the curse on the descendants of the Nangong family is also a mark carved by them. How great must the hatred and resentment be to cast such a curse."
Wen Xi pointed at the tablets and said, "When I saw the curse on Nangong Jue, I thought so. Now seeing these suppressed tablets, I can only say that this curse is still relatively light."
"The descendants of your family simply cannot leave Changjing City, but the souls of those who died unjustly suffer the torment of resentment day and night. Away from their loved ones, unable to reincarnate, they cling to each other, their memories fading. The only thing that won't fade is their resentment."
Wen Xi said, "It's said that the curse prevents you from leaving Changjing City, but in fact, it's actually protecting you. Because someone has used a blessed Yama stone statue to suppress these evil spirits. They are forced to stay away from Changjing City and can't get close to you. If you leave Changjing City and are sensed by them, the ghost tide will tear you apart."
"Why on earth is this happening? Our Nangong family has been fortune-telling for generations, and we've always caught powerful ghosts. How could we attract this kind of ghost wave?"
Nangong Wenzheng felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, "How many of our clansmen have died tragically at the hands of evil spirits, which led to the creation of the Xuanmen family we have today."
"One bad apple spoils the whole barrel!"
Wen Xi said, "Grandpa Nangong should understand this."
Nangong Jing's lips trembled, his expression painful. "Nangong Yao! That's my arrogant eldest brother. He's been flamboyant and talented since he was young. He went out to fight for his fortune when he was young, and when he returned, he was already famous and followed by a group of believers. He truly lived up to his name, bringing honor to the family."
"At first, we thought he was the most suitable candidate to become the Nangong family head. At that time, Baiyun Mountain was a place of unprecedented grandeur. These tablets were brought here by believers who came to worship at that time. They paid for them and placed them here as offerings. We never expected that his temper would become more and more outrageous, angering many powerful people. He even used many forbidden techniques in private. After being discovered, he not only did not change, but also led many of his clansmen to leave Baiyun Mountain."
"Several years later, he returned to Baiyun Mountain. The people he had taken with him were either dead or disabled. Only then did he calm down and settle down. Even when I became the head of the family, he smiled and congratulated me. We all thought he had turned over a new leaf, but unexpectedly..."
Nangong Jing closed his eyes and sighed silently.
"Everything you said is a lie. My father is not that kind of person. Back then, Baiyun Mountain was just a deserted place. If my father hadn't raised the reputation of the Nangong family, would there be so many people coming here to pay homage?"
Nangong Wenli was furious. "Since you say that my father killed the people on these tablets, why did their families bring their tablets up here to be worshipped as a sacrifice to their enemy? Are the others all fools?"
Wen Xi called out, "Bride ghost, come out."
A wisp of black mist emerged from the ancient bronze coin, and the bride stared at them with a ghostly look.
"Ah! You...you actually raise evil spirits?"
Nangong Yue was frightened by the terrifying appearance of the bride ghost. She hid behind Nangong Wenli and pointed at Wen Xi with a pale face.
"Ghost bride, take a look, is there a tablet for you here?"
Wen Xi didn't bother to pay attention to her and gave the order.
"yes!"
The bride ghost floated to the top of the tablet, looked around, and finally saw a tablet in the corner. She was stunned for a moment, and tears of blood fell involuntarily from the corners of her eyes.
The blue-gray hand trembled as it picked up the tablet and touched the name 'Du Ruoqiu' written on it.
"I thought I had forgotten this name, but I didn't expect I still remembered it."
The bride ghost Du Ruoqiu sighed and floated back to Wen Xi holding the tablet.
"Is this... a ghost? Is there a tablet for her here?"
Nangong Jing was extremely surprised. He didn't expect that the ghost around Wen Xi was actually related to their Nangong family.
"The bride ghost originally came from a wealthy family. Her fiancé died suddenly, and she could have broken off the engagement and married someone else. However, because of Nangong Yao's divination and feng shui, the Lu family forced her into a ghost marriage and even killed her parents. Therefore, no one except the Lu family knew about this incident."
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