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Yesterday, the Yinshan Jade around my neck suddenly vibrated slightly. At that moment, I wondered if Mu Yan had awakened. Just to confirm, I had just asked Zhou Zhen about it.
However, Mu Yan had indeed awakened at that moment. In a critical instant, she acted swiftly and captured the female ghost that was attached to Fatty.
The female ghost had a fierce expression, but her appearance was distinctly different from the current Dynasty; it was particularly retro, resembling characters from those ancient costume dramas on television.
My first thought was that Fatty had definitely entered that tomb. Just as Zhou Zhen had speculated, someone named A-Xing had died inside, while Fatty had managed to escape alive.
But he had brought this female ghost out with him and ended up being possessed by her.
As Mu Yan held her, she struggled continuously, but it was clear she could not break free from Mu Yan's grasp. Suddenly, I noticed Mu Yan's mouth slightly open, and the struggling female ghost before her became filled with terror.
In an instant, she let out a shriek and transformed into a wisp of black mist, which was directly absorbed by Mu Yan.
At that moment, Zhou Zhen had already pushed Fatty aside and was looking at Mu Yan, visibly relieved.
The Ghost General suddenly turned her attention toward me. Both Zhou Zhen and I understood this well; it must be because of the Demon King's Cauldron within me. If she were to possess me, it would surely complicate matters for Zhou Zhen.
Fortunately, Mu Yan appeared just in time to resolve this trouble.
After dealing with the female ghost, Mu Yan turned to look at me. Although her demeanor seemed a bit cold, I could still sense the concern and affection in her eyes.
Taking a breath to steady myself, I said, "You've recovered."
"Mm." Mu Yan nodded and then asked where we were.
I briefly explained that we were in a village called Old Three Villages in Shandong Tai'an. As for other matters, we could discuss them later when we returned.
She nodded without asking further questions and pointed at the Yinshan Jade around my neck, saying that when nothing was wrong, she would stay inside it. If there was an issue, I just needed to call her. After saying this, she slipped back into the jade.
Because of the Demon King's Cauldron, I was able to see the presence of ghosts, and so could Zhou Zhen; however, Fatty's mother could not. At that moment, seeing me talking to myself and staring ahead, she was instantly terrified, trembling all over with a look of horror on her face.
There was no need to hide anything now. Zhou Zhen directly said to her, "Your son has been possessed by a female ghost, but that ghost has already been dealt with, so you don’t need to worry."
As for how it was done, and regarding Mu Yan, Zhou Zhen didn’t elaborate further.
Upon hearing this, Fatty's mother nodded in relief and said, "You are Taoists."
Zhou Zhen nodded somewhat helplessly and replied, "Not all who catch ghosts are Taoists. We are just normal people like you."
"Oh," Fatty's mother nodded again, unsure of what Dao Heart was thinking.
At that moment, Fatty let out a sharp scream, shouting, "Ghost! There’s a ghost! A-Xing, run!"
This startled the middle-aged woman. Coupled with Zhou Zhen's earlier statement about possession, she hurriedly looked at Zhou Zhen and asked in a panic, "Master, my son is fine now, right?"
Zhou Zhen frowned slightly and said, "I am not a master."
Then he turned his gaze to Fatty and reassured him, "Your son is fine; there’s no need to panic."
The middle-aged woman was half-convinced and turned her attention back to her son.
Perhaps hearing the voice of a stranger, Fatty slightly raised his head. Upon seeing his mother, he furrowed his brow slightly, his expression showing both panic and confusion. He murmured, "Mom, is that you?"
Fatty's mother couldn't help but wipe away her tears as she replied, "Yes, it's me! Son, you finally recognize your mom!"
Seeing that he had regained consciousness, Zhou Zhen frowned and interrupted, "Alright, your son is fine now. You can talk later; I have a few questions I want to ask him."
Fatty's mother nodded upon hearing this, casting a grateful glance at us.
At that moment, Fatty looked at us with some confusion and asked, "Who are you?"
Unable to hold back, Fatty's mother interjected, "Son, they were the ones who saved you just now. You should thank them."
Fatty was well aware of what had happened to him. Hearing this, he immediately wore a look of gratitude and was about to bow to us in thanks when Zhou Zhen stopped him.
Zhou Zhen then asked, "Do you know someone named A-Xing?"
"A-Xing? You mean A-Xing?" Fatty's expression seemed to flash with a hint of pain, but more so with fear.
"Yes, A-Xing—the one who entered that ancient tomb with you," Zhou Zhen replied calmly, already certain that Fatty had indeed entered the tomb.
Fatty's eyes widened in disbelief as he asked, "How do you know I went into that tomb?"
Zhou Zhen replied coolly, "You know Uncle Cai and Aunt Qiu, right?"
Fatty nodded and said, "They often buy my pork."
"Exactly. We found A-Xing's body in the tomb and brought it out. Uncle Cai and Aunt Qiu recognized him and said he was your good friend, that they often saw him at your pork stall."
"A-Xing... he’s really dead?"
It seemed that Fatty paid no attention to Zhou Zhen's other words. After Zhou Zhen finished speaking, Fatty wore a pained expression.
"Yes, he’s dead," Zhou Zhen confirmed with a nod.
I frowned and asked, "What exactly did you encounter in there?"
After a moment of sadness, Fatty looked up at me and said, "Ghosts. There were ghosts in there, with many strange laughs and cries."
He paused slightly, his expression filled with fear, as if he was transported back to that moment. Then, trembling, he continued, "Originally, A-Xing said there was treasure inside and invited me to dig it up with him. But as we went deeper, we saw many illusory shadows rushing towards us."
At this point, he was breathing heavily and paused again. Zhou Zhen and I didn’t rush him but waited for him to calm down before speaking.
After a moment, his emotions slowly stabilized, and he said, "I told A-Xing to run, but I saw him suddenly knocked to the ground by something. Because the light was dim, I couldn't see what it was; all I could see were countless black shadows dancing around, like many hands."
Fatty's words made my frown deepen. I could only imagine how terrifying it must have been for him in that situation.
Especially that thing that knocked A-Xing down—what could it be that was so horrifying?
However, I looked at Zhou Zhen with some confusion. He and Gu Chen had also gone in; how come they hadn't encountered any of the things Fatty described? They seemed completely unscathed.
Seeing my puzzled expression, Gu Chen said lightly, "The tomb passage is long, and there’s a stone door at the end. Senior Gu and I didn’t open that door."
"The stone door! Yes, that’s the one! We must never open it."
Upon hearing about the stone door, Fatty couldn’t help but shout out. He said, "A-Xing died because he opened that stone door."
Zhou Zhen remained silent, but it was clear that whatever lay beyond that stone door was the most sinister part.
From Fatty's account, we learned that A-Xing's real name was Xu Wenxing. After comforting him for a while until he calmed down, we finally had him lead us to Xu Wenxing's family to deliver the tragic news.
In the end, Zhou Zhen and I accompanied Xu Wenxing's family along with Fatty to meet A-Xing one last time.
Xu Wenxing's body had been deliberately handled by Gu Chen, covered in Glutinous Rice. He claimed this was to prevent the corpse from decaying, and he had placed a talisman on Xu Wenxing's forehead and another at the seven-inch mark on his chest.
When Xu Wenxing's family received the devastating news of his death, they were already in tears. Seeing his body treated in such a manner only intensified their grief, leading to another round of wailing.
Their sorrow deepened when Gu Chen announced that he intended to burn the body, a notion they found hard to accept.
However, both Gu Chen and Zhou Zhen explained the reasoning behind their actions to the family. Ultimately, they cremated Xu Wenxing's body completely, leaving only a box of ashes to be taken home.
After finishing these tasks, it was already evening, and everyone was preparing to go eat.
Suddenly, Gu Chen called out to me.
I frowned slightly, feeling puzzled. Gu Chen usually didn’t pay much attention to me; since I met him, we had exchanged no more than ten sentences.
Now, he suddenly called out to me—what could it be about?
Perhaps Zhou Zhen shared my confusion as he also stopped and turned to look at Gu Chen.
Despite our doubts, I quickly turned around and spoke respectfully, "Did you call for me?"
Unsure how to address him—since he hadn’t formally accepted me as a disciple—I added "Sir" to show my respect.
He nodded slightly, his expression cold as he looked at my chest. In an icy tone, he said, "You're wearing a piece of Yinshan Jade, aren't you?"
I was taken aback and immediately recalled Zhou Zhen's warning. Panic flickered in my eyes as I looked at Gu Chen.
Had he discovered Mu Yan's presence? Did he know she resided within this jade? Just as Zhou Zhen had said, he was going after Mu Yan.
Even Zhou Zhen’s expression changed upon hearing Gu Chen’s words.
After speaking, Gu Chen continued to stare at me with an indifferent demeanor.
The cold gaze he directed at me filled me with immense pressure, leaving me uncertain about his intentions at that moment.
After a brief silence and a deep breath, I nodded and said, "Yes, it was given to me by Second Uncle."
"Mao Guoxue," Gu Chen's tone was somewhat frosty.
I nodded again, and he couldn't help but scoff, "He is so foolish."
Then, fixing his eyes on me, he extended a hand and said, "Give me the jade."
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