"I am a merchant passing through this area, and behind me is my... sister, who is injured. It's getting late, could you please let us stay the night?"
"Cough cough..."
A few coughs came from inside the door, and the door slowly opened, revealing an old woman who was emaciated and had sunken eyes.
"Please come in, cough cough..."
The man hesitated for a moment before walking in. He found the room dark, with several moldy frozen pears on the table and a musty smell in the room.
"Something's not right here..."
He whispered to Izumi.
Quan was placed on a soft couch with her feet off the ground, and she looked around.
"Ahem, young lady, what's your name?" The old woman slowly walked over.
Quan smiled slightly, "Quan. You can just call me Quan."
What is your mother's name?
Um……
Quan replied, "His name is Lie, the 'Lie' of 'burning fire'."
"No! My name is 'Hunter,' the 'Hunter' as in hunter! You've called me by the wrong name again!"
The man jumped up and down.
"Yes, his name is 'Hunter'."
Quan Dingding Shinto.
"You never call me by my name, you only call me brother, that's not good! If anyone asks you what my name is in the future, it's really wrong of you to give the wrong answer!"
To put it dramatically...
"Fine, I'll let you call me 'brother' for three more days, just three days. You can't call me that anymore!"
He spoke with righteous indignation.
This guy... he actually took advantage of her!
"Really, brother?"
As Quan spoke the last two words, he subtly raised his voice, smiled slyly, and turned to ask the old woman, "Do you have any medicine for injuries? My sister has injured her foot."
"No."
The old woman shook her head. "There's nothing here. You can only stay here; there's nothing else."
"Is there no food either?"
The hunter gasped.
The old woman's mournful tone and sorrowful expression sent a chill down his spine, making him increasingly uneasy.
"There's nothing there, just a syrup made from tree bark, but I'm afraid neither of you would want to drink that."
The old woman sighed.
"How come there's nothing here? What happened?" Quan asked.
"Hahahaha! Hahahahahahahaha! Hahaha!..."
A demonic laugh came from outside the door. The woman's shrill laughter continued, making Quan and Lie's ears ring and their heads spin. They couldn't stop shivering.
"She's here! She's here!"
The old woman's already pale face became even more bloodless. Quan leaped to the window and opened it, revealing a woman in his field of vision.
Her sparse hair was tied into a bun, and her blood-red eyes gave her an indescribable eerie, terrifying, and ethereal appearance.
She walked down the street with a smile on her face, swaying from side to side, and then suddenly let out a terrifying, chilling laugh.
"That is... Prajna!"
Hunter recognized it at a glance, "Prajna is an evil spirit that a young woman transformed into due to intense jealousy and resentment! You're doomed, she'll eat you! Izumi, get out of the way!"
As he finished speaking, he roared, and at the same time, Quan felt a chill run down her spine as a pair of blood-red hands grabbed her hair!
Looking back, she saw Prajna standing by the window, smiling sinisterly at her.
"ah--!!"
Quan quickly chanted a spell, a universal spell that could quickly kill any monster that posed a threat to her at any time!
"Aaaaaahh ...
Prajna released her, covered her face and let out a painful howl. Quan took the opportunity to run from the window to the hunter's back, and at the same time pulled out a blue talisman from his sleeve, which had a talisman drawn with cinnabar on it.
Where is your peach wood sword?
She asked the hunter.
"Here? What's wrong?"
Quan stuck the talisman into his sword and shouted, "Go kill her now, while her face is still injured! Go quickly!"
The hunter was incredibly bold. He casually walked to the window and plunged his sword into Prajna's chest. As the sword pierced through her chest, the cinnabar on the talisman flashed red light.
"Aaaaaaah!"
With a violent howl, Prajna fell down unwillingly, leaving a dark shadow where she fell.
"Phew... He's dead."
Hunter Chao blew a breath of air onto the peach wood sword.
"etc."
Quan walked to his side, her mind in turmoil. "Is she Prajna?"
"Yes. No, that's not true. Legend has it that there are three kinds of Prajna: one is the Laughing Prajna, one is the White Prajna, and the last one is the Red Prajna."
"Yeah."
Quan lowered his eyes, feeling a sense of relief.
She thought she was waiting for such a terrifying Prajna, but luckily there were other Prajna here, otherwise... she wouldn't know what the point of her entering the main storyline was.
"You...killed her?"
The old woman walked over step by step, a strange red light flashing across her face, looking even more terrifying than the demon Prajna who had just caused trouble.
"Is she really dead?"
The old woman continued to ask.
"Hunter, get away from her!"
Quan shouted, and before Lie could turn his head, he saw one of his hands fall to the ground. A sharp pain shot through his right hand and into his brain.
"leave!"
Quan, enduring the pain, rushed to his side and slapped the old woman's body. The old woman's body was as light as a ball and flew away.
"She's dead... really dead, hahahaha..."
The old woman landed on the ground, covering her mouth and laughing continuously. Lie was surprised to find that her lips had turned red, as if she had applied rouge.
"She's a monster?!"
He was horrified.
"It's a ghost."
Quan became serious. She hadn't even noticed her. It seemed that this female ghost's abilities were far stronger than hers. This was bad, really bad.
The elderly woman transformed into a beautiful woman and stood up, her face filled with ecstasy.
"Do you know what? I've been oppressed by that terrifying mistress for thirty years! I'm a maid in a samurai household, and I just accidentally exposed the master's affair with another maid. To protect her reputation, the mistress treated me like this!"
"What happened?"
Quan stared in disbelief, a hint of fear on his face.
“She beat me to death and then threw me into a well. To torture me, she retrieved my bones from the well and buried them under this wooden house. As long as my bones are here, she can torture me forever!”
The maid cried out in a mournful tone.
Quan's heart sank. This story wasn't part of the main plot, at least she hadn't heard of it before. Was it a deviation from the main plot, or had she unintentionally stumbled into a side story?
Will she... die next?
"She won't let me go! I wanted to leave this place, so I cursed them, wishing them a violent death, but... but the lady came back to seek revenge. Why, why did this happen!"
The maid continued to complain, two lines of bloody tears streaming down her face.
"Hey, what do we do?"
Approaching her stealthily, Quan, referring to his memories, replied, "The lady she spoke of became a prajna because her husband took another lover. She died with resentment long before that person became a prajna, so her vengeful spirit lingers for a long time."
"so what?"
"Finding her remains and helping her leave this place might be useful."
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