See as a deer in a circle
Lu Yixin's teeth chattered from the cold. She mustered her courage again and again in her heart, and cursed herself countless times. Finally, she decided to face the danger head-on!
She jumped to her feet, clenched her fist, and shouted, "Who tried to harm your great-aunt...?"
Before she could finish speaking, there was a loud thud, and Lu Yixin fell flat on her face on the ground.
"Ouch..." My legs are numb from squatting for too long.
Just as she was about to get up, a dirty white robe suddenly came into view. She was forced to pause and quietly turned around. Who would have thought that there was a white-robed ghost here too!
Damn it, I don't dare to look up...
"Who are you, daring to trespass into the home of my brother and me?"
The white-clad ghost spoke!
Lu Yixin gritted her teeth, stood up, put her hands on her hips, and asked, "You two brats, do you know who I am?"
Fortunately, the two ghosts were not as blood-soaked as she had imagined. Apart from their pale skin and unfocused eyes, they looked no different from ordinary people.
The two ghosts exchanged a glance. The taller ghost in white stuck out a long tongue and said in a low voice, "This is the ancestral home of my brother and me. We have been guarding this place for over three hundred years and have never seen a living person. How did you, little girl, manage to break in?"
His throat rattled as he spoke, and a stench filled the air. Lu Yixin mustered her courage, plopped down on the mahogany stool, crossed her legs, and pointed at herself with her thumb: "Do you know who the Dragon Clan Head, Xuanhai Dragon God, is? I am none other than the only daughter of Xuanhai Dragon God, the future head of the Dragon Clan, God... God Yixin!"
It's only been a little over three hundred years, so these two must not know that the dragon race has been slaughtered. But if it's really as he said, then what's going on with Da Li?
Forget about that for now, it's more important to stabilize the current situation.
Sorry, Brother Qiexing, may I borrow your identity?
The two people in front of her clearly didn't believe her, so Lu Yixin quickly pulled out a flower vine and smashed the window in front of her!
She moved incredibly fast, the flower vines almost becoming a blur. "See that? This is called Dragon Tail Swing!"
The short, white-clad ghost wailed, "My ancestral home—"
Lu Yixin instinctively wanted to apologize, but then she suddenly remembered that her current persona was that of a dragon princess. She almost couldn't shut up in time and bit a huge hole in her tongue.
Inside the room, two people were embracing and crying, while another person was jumping up and down, making quite a scene.
"Grandma, we believe you," the tall, white-clad ghost sobbed, wiping the corner of his eye where there was nothing in it. "Please don't destroy our house anymore!"
Seeing that no one spoke, the tall, white-clad ghost looked up in confusion. He saw the old lady jump up from the stool, covering her mouth with both hands, blood flowing continuously from between her fingers, and stomping her foot on the ground, almost creating several large craters.
Her tongue!
His house...
Despite the excruciating pain, Lu Yixin began to ask the important question: "You said you two brothers have been here for over three hundred years? Do you even know who Da Li is?"
"We really don't know. We've never heard of anyone named Da Li."
With her hands behind her back, Lu Yixin surveyed the entire house, confirming that everything inside was exactly the same as Da Li's residence. Only then did she recount everything that had just happened to the two white-clothed ghost brothers.
“Grandma, I understand what’s going on.” The tall, white-clad ghost smiled obsequiously. “It must be that the spaces between the underworld and the mortal world have become distorted and intertwined.”
"The realm of the Underworld lies thousands of feet directly below the entire mortal world, completely covering it. Apart from the Soul Lord's palace, the two worlds are almost identical. In this light, the ancestral home of my brother and me corresponds to the residence of Da Li that my great-aunt mentioned."
"Really?" Lu Yixin looked the two of them back and forth with a hint of disbelief. "Is this kind of spatial distortion and interweaving normal?"
“That’s normal,” the tall, white-robed ghost said, bowing and scraping. “Grandma, have you ever heard of the folk tale of ‘ghost soldiers borrowing a path’? That’s a situation caused by the intersection of two dimensions. It just so happened that mortals saw it, and it spread from one to ten, from ten to a hundred, gradually evolving into the terrifying rumor of ‘ghost soldiers borrowing a path.’ In reality, it’s just our spirit race walking normally.”
"This situation usually only lasts for about an hour or so before returning to normal. If you want to return to the mortal world, please wait patiently. It should be soon."
The two seemed to be telling the truth, and Lu Yixin felt a little relieved. She then asked, "What about the person who traveled with me? Did he stay in the mortal world?"
She thought for a moment, then snorted softly, "That's an envoy from the Phoenix Clan. If anything happens to him, you're all doomed!"
These words really put the two white-clad ghosts in a cold sweat. They nodded repeatedly and said obsequiously, "Don't worry, Grandma, nothing will happen to you in the mortal world!"
"That would be best!"
Fortunately, the time had not yet come. Lu Yixin suddenly remembered that the matter of slaying the dragon clan was also related to the ruler of the spirit clan, the Soul Lord. After a moment's thought, she said, "Hey, let me ask you, in your hearts, what kind of person is the Soul Lord?"
The two brothers immediately looked embarrassed and stammered, refusing to give a direct answer. Lu Yixin waved her hand impatiently and said fiercely, "Do you dare to act so coy in front of your grandma?!"
"Just say it. If anything goes wrong, my dragon clan will take responsibility!"
Seeing that Lu Yixin had spoken, the short, white-robed ghost no longer hesitated. He leaned closer to Lu Yixin and whispered, "Grandma, it's not that we don't want to say, but the Soul Master cares most about its image among the Spirit Clan. If it finds out that someone is talking badly about it behind its back, it will be in trouble."
“Speak ill of him?” Lu Yixin curled her lips. “A ruler who can be spoken ill of by his own people is definitely not a qualified leader.”
Grandpa was never worried about people talking badly about him behind his back, because he had a clear conscience.
"Our Lord is an eccentric man with a capricious temper. He often flies into a rage over trivial matters, but he can also be exceptionally kind at times, especially when facing his subjects. He is particularly concerned about his reputation, to the point of madness."
"Why is that?" Lu Yixin asked, puzzled.
"We really don't know about this," the short, white-clad ghost shook his head.
Someone who's capable of massacring an entire clan—how could they possibly care about their image? How hypocritical.
"Alright, you two have a good attitude. When I return to Tianpin Sea, you will be richly rewarded."
Lu Yixin said this casually, but to her surprise, the two brothers revealed two greedy smiles and asked cautiously, "What will Grandma reward you with?"
Lu Yixin was speechless for a moment. She took off a pair of white jade hairpins from her head and handed them to the two of them: "Take these hairpins. I will go to the underworld in a few days. You two can come to me with these to receive your reward."
"Yes, yes!"
The two figures gradually faded away. Lu Yixin was overjoyed. It seemed that the space had been restored, and she could finally go out!
She vanished into thin air from Yun Xinglan's side. He hasn't seen her for so long; Yun Xinglan must be frantic with worry.
She said that she had drawn every single talisman she handled meticulously and carefully, so it couldn't be a problem with the talisman itself.
Suddenly, everything went blurry before her eyes, and Lu Yixin instinctively grabbed the table for support. When she came to her senses again, she found herself tightly embraced in a warm hug.
"Miss Deer, are you alright? I've finally found you!"
Who's looking for whom...?
Yun Xinglan hugged her so tightly she could hardly breathe, and she quickly said weakly, "If you keep hugging me like this, something bad will happen to me!"
Yun Xinglan then let her go. Lu Yixin took a few breaths and told him everything that had happened to her.
After speaking, Lu Yixin paused, then suddenly asked Yun Xinglan seriously, "Xinglan, were you also present during that massacre of the clan a thousand years ago?"
Qu Qingcheng said he was the number one general, right? In such a large-scale war, it was impossible for him not to be there.
Yun Xinglan's silence gave her the answer. "Xinglan, you should avoid him," Lu Yixin said worriedly. "He's so eager to find Wutongmu to take revenge on you. If he finds you, he will definitely kill you."
"He may not be my match."
He was a top expert in the Wutong Wood Sect. Even though that dragon orphan possessed the original power of the dragon race, he was still an immature dragon god and couldn't amount to much for the time being.
Lu Yixin had no idea how quickly Shen Qiexing had grown in the past two years. She thought he was still the same Shen Qiexing from the celebration ceremony two years ago. When Yun Xinglan said that, she had a bad feeling.
"No matter what, you must never underestimate him."
“Miss Lu,” Yun Xinglan grasped her wrist and solemnly asked her, “If one day I really fight with that dragon clan orphan, which side will you help?”
Wait, why did she suddenly think of an age-old problem?
Mother and wife fell into the river at the same time... Ugh, what kind of nonsense is this!
She took a deep breath, pulled her wrist away, avoiding his burning gaze, and said softly, "Xinglan, it's only right that a life should be paid for a life."
A life for a life—that's only right and proper.
What a fine example of "a life for a life," a matter of course!
"Miss Lu, do you know why we slaughtered the Dragon Clan back then!" He seemed to have finally lost control, grabbing Lu Yixin's shoulders with both hands, his eyes bloodshot, and roaring, "Because of the Dragon Clan!"
His throat felt as if it were being gripped by an invisible hand, and his whole body trembled slightly.
He couldn't say it.
Everyone present at the time signed the Dragon Clan's Word of Power; this was their punishment.
"Xinglan, what's wrong?" Lu Yixin helped him sit down and asked worriedly, "Did you see something unclean when the space between the underworld and the mortal world intersected today...?"
Yun Xinglan interrupted her and whispered, "Do you like him?"
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