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Yan Shengwei interjected, "What are you two talking about, Brother Bai? Do you have a friend who got lost here? Oh, I heard it's a girl. This tomb is so scary; who knows what unclean things might be lurking around?"
Bai Qiling waved his hand sharply, saying sternly, "Go play somewhere else and stop bothering us. Why do you talk so much? Can't you learn from the big guy? When has he ever interrupted anyone?"
Yan Shengwei pouted and turned away, muttering, "If I had to be like that wooden block, I'd suffocate."
Mu Xuanche's expression was anxious. "Bai, it's too late. I sense that Yan Xi is getting further away from us. We need to hurry to the Main Chamber."
He dashed toward the Main Chamber, with Bai Qiling and the big guy following without a word. Yan Shengwei exclaimed and quickly ran after them.
The four of them encountered nothing along the way; it was eerily calm, as if a storm were brewing.
Mu Xuanche was the first to enter the Main Chamber. As expected, it was empty—no coffin in sight, just some murals, ancient furniture, and a large urn that held an everlasting lamp.
The lamp appeared unused, still full but no longer containing liquid.
Suddenly, a woman slowly emerged from the shadows in the corner. Mu Xuanche remained silent, quietly observing her.
The woman had long hair that cascaded down to the ground, obscuring her face. She wore clothing from the Qin Dynasty, which lacked vibrant colors. If she weren't appearing in this tomb, she could easily be mistaken for a distant beauty.
Mu Xuanche spoke up, "I mean no offense, miss. If we have disturbed you, please forgive us. If you need us to leave now, we can do so immediately."
Yan Shengwei was nearly paralyzed with fear. A female ghost appearing in a tomb was definitely not amusing! How could the boss remain so calm while speaking to her?
With a pale face filled with terror, Yan Shengwei pressed against Bai Qiling for support.
Bai Qiling had no intention of arguing with Yan Shengwei at that moment. He regarded the fellow being before him as someone difficult to deal with, so he kept a close watch on the sudden appearance of the woman, preparing for any possible situation.
The woman said nothing; she simply turned her face toward a stool and sat down, facing the stone wall as she slowly arranged her hair.
Yan Shengwei was nearly frightened to tears by her strange behavior.
His heart was in turmoil; how could he be so unfortunate?
This was his first time tomb raiding, and he had already encountered a ghost of such high caliber. Tomb raiding was clearly not suited for him. It was illegal and dangerous. He vowed never to return, promising to abide by the law. "Guanyin of the South Sea, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and Grandpa, please bless your grandson to return home safely."
At this moment, Bai Qiling paid no attention to Yan Shengwei's actions. He was deep in thought about the motive behind the appearance of this female ghost.
There was no Tomb Owner in the mausoleum, so what was this female ghost doing here? Was she a burial companion? By the standards, there should be more than just her accompanying. Where were the others? Why had she not appeared before? And now that she had, why was she silent?
Everyone's heart was filled with too many questions.
The White-Clad Woman remained silent while Mu Xuanche waited.
For a moment, there was no sound or movement in the tomb; only the White-Clad Woman moved slowly as she combed her hair.
Bai Qiling stepped forward and said, "Miss, I am from the late Republic era. Considering we are of the same kind, may I ask you to clarify your intentions?"
He recalled how Mu Xuanche's Gu Yanxi had grown increasingly distant. Delaying further might lead to unforeseen trouble, so he decided to speak up. However, he knew that his question might not yield much; at most, it could prompt some words from the White-Clad Woman, but whether they would be substantial remained uncertain.
Before the White-Clad Woman could respond, Yan Shengwei spoke up with a terrified expression. "Brother Bai… what do you mean by that? Don’t scare me!"
At that moment, the man pulled Yan Shengwei over and whispered sharply, "Shut up."
Yan Shengwei's eyes darted around as he made a gesture as if zipping up a zipper, then fell silent.
The woman turned her head, her hair obscuring her face, and then spoke softly, "Whether you leave or not has nothing to do with me."
Her voice was unexpectedly melodious.
The White-Clad Woman chuckled lightly, "If you want to leave, then go ahead. As long as you can get out, go on, ha ha ha. If you don't want to, you can stay and keep me company."
Mu Xuanche was unclear about the ghost woman's intentions. If he guessed correctly, she was the Vengeful Spirit. Given her immense Resentment, why would she easily let them leave?
The statement "as long as you can get out" was quite absurd; Mu Xuanche had no worries about his own abilities.
After pondering for a moment, Mu Xuanche asked, "May I ask if you have seen a woman in the tomb?"
Upon hearing his question, the White-Clad Woman suddenly burst into laughter. Then she nervously swept her hair back and said, "Is that girl’s face similar to mine?"
She laughed exaggeratedly, her laughter echoing hauntingly in the empty main tomb chamber.
Mu Xuanche glared angrily and demanded, "What have you done to her?"
The White-Clad Woman tucked her hair behind her ear, revealing the face that originally belonged to Gu Yanxi. She spoke in a soft voice, "I haven't done anything to her. I don’t even know where she is now. So, what do you think of my face? If you don’t like it, just stay and keep me company."
With that, she playfully tossed her hair.
Mu Xuanche's rationality had been consumed by hunger, and he was about to rush forward.
Bai Qiling stepped up to grab the excited Mu Xuanche, whispering in his ear, "This is an illusion, Mu Xuanche, calm down."
The White-Clad Woman suddenly changed her expression, her tone strange as she said, "Who let you out? Who let you out?"
Bai Qiling replied firmly, "I don't know what Taoist Priestess intends to do. Angering him won't benefit you. Please consider the pros and cons carefully."
The White-Clad Woman abruptly stood up, and at that moment, Mu Xuanche, Bai Qiling, and the other two saw her suddenly become faceless. Yan Shengwei even screamed loudly.
It was truly terrifying.
The White-Clad Woman walked over slowly, her voice hoarse as she said, "I don't even know what I want to do. Before, I wanted to kill."
Then she lowered her head and continued, "But later, I didn't want to anymore. I don't know where I should stay. Sometimes I'm in a daze, and when I'm clear-headed, I might not be in the place my memories reside."
"But I don't care anymore; after all, I'm just a wandering soul. However, later on, I forgot what I looked like. I want to become beautiful," she sobbed, the lack of a face making it particularly eerie.
"In the past, Xin Fu would find me skin, but he hasn't come back for a long time. He doesn't want me anymore. I want a beautiful skin."
Mu Xuanche clenched his fist and said, "If that woman is fine, I can help you find one."
At that moment, the White-Clad Woman looked like a child, excitedly asking, "Really?"
Mu Xuanche affirmed, "Really."
The White-Clad Woman said, "Then you should go to Ying County. She is there, and so am I."
Suddenly, she vanished without a trace.
Bai Qiling turned to the contemplative Mu Xuanche and urged, "Hurry up, why are you dawdling?"
At that moment, Mu Xuanche replied, "Qiling, I was wrong. There really isn't a Ghost Seal in this tomb. Ying County, where that woman is, should be the true hiding place of the Ghost Seal. Do you remember her? Sometimes she forgets where she is, which indicates that she hasn't been in one place all along. The Ghost Seal was once able to connect the underworld and the mortal realm. Back then, it was used by emperors to summon Yin Soldiers for battle. But that's just one of its functions; the Ghost Seal should also be able to create pathways between the human world and the underworld, achieving teleportation."
Yan Shengwei interjected, "I think this tomb is a fake. The thing you're really looking for definitely isn't here."
He then asked with confusion, "Brother Bai, what did you mean by saying you were of the same kind? And you claim to be from the late Republic era—are you trying to scare that Faceless Ghost?"
Bai Qiling gave him a forced smile and replied, "No, I'm a ghost. What about it? Are you scared?"
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