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Mu Xuanche stepped forward and shouted at the standing corpse, "Step aside."
The corpse remained motionless. Mu Xuanche's expression darkened significantly as he walked over to my side, took the Bone Whistle from around my neck, and blew into it forcefully.
The sound Mu Xuanche produced was entirely different from mine; when I blew the whistle, it merely emitted a simple whistling sound. However, his blow on the Bone Whistle resonated like a military horn—steady, powerful, and melodious.
Boom! Boom!
The surrounding drums echoed loudly, and those corpses that had been floating collectively stood up.
They knelt on one knee in the direction of Mu Xuanche, including the corpse that had originally been standing.
"Step aside."
When Mu Xuanche uttered these two words this time, his voice seemed to resonate from above, reverberating throughout the cave.
Silently, the corpse ahead shifted to the sides, allowing Mu Xuanche to leap onto the Water Surface, balancing on one foot.
Using a hook to drag the boat forward, the master hurriedly instructed Li Da to row and assist him.
The boat sped along swiftly, and just as we thought we were about to escape, an unexpected event occurred.
The Water Surface began to bubble violently as if boiling.
Bang! Bang!
Bubbles rose continuously from the Water Surface; they were blood-red and exuded a strong metallic scent of blood.
The Master frowned and said, "It seems we have indeed brought him up; the purpose of the Cult of Spirits has been achieved."
Shangguan Mingyue and I exchanged glances, both puzzled by the Master's words. I nudged her to ask for clarification.
She turned to the Master and said, "Master, you're being cryptic. Please explain what's going on so that even if we die, we can at least die with some understanding."
The Master explained, "Buried here is a Great Ghost filled with Resentment. The Cult of Spirits has gone to great lengths for one purpose: to draw this entity out and ensure that we all meet our end here."
Damn it.
I cursed inwardly, regretting my earlier decision to make a trade with Chuchen and let that Imposter Shangguan Mingyue go. It was all that woman's doing; without her, we wouldn't be in such a mess. Now I had no idea what to do.
Blood bubbles continued to rise, followed by a massive Redwood Coffin emerging from the depths.
This was the first time I had heard of burying someone in a river. I had only read about it in the Taoist Canon, where it stated that water could suppress a person's life force, preventing them from reincarnating. Therefore, those who died in the river had to have their bodies retrieved; otherwise, they could not be reborn.
It seemed this coffin was steeped in Resentment. Otherwise, when it surged upward, my stomach wouldn't have twisted in pain again.
The large redwood coffin crashed toward our boat, sending us careening far away.
The boat was already made of rotten planks; another collision would surely cause it to splinter apart.
"Bang."
A loud bang echoed, and all the corpses that had been kneeling in the river exploded.
Millions of insects surged toward us, their sound like thunder, sending chills down our spines.
It was only at this moment that I truly understood what deep fear felt like. I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out.
My mind was blank, my body numb and powerless; I could only watch helplessly as the swarm of Black Insects charged toward us.
My master threw a talisman to summon lightning, but it was useless. There were too many insects; they could hardly be burned away.
The coffin came crashing toward us, and just as it seemed it would collide, my master rushed forward and stopped the boat.
"Poof."
My master spat out a mouth ful of blood, and I hurried over to him.
"Master, are you alright?"
He waved his hand, urging us to help Mu Xuanche.
Mu Xuanche leaped onto the coffin. He blew the Bone Whistle, and the surrounding insects ceased to swarm around us.
But that Redwood Coffin seemed as if it were about to explode, rising into the air.
"Run!"
Mu Xuanche shouted, and the master followed with a command, "Li Da, hurry!"
My senior brother rowed the boat with all his might while Mu Xuanche controlled the Redwood Coffin, ensuring it wouldn't collide with us.
Suddenly realizing something, I yelled towards Mu Xuanche, "No!"
I wanted to rush over but was tightly held back by my master.
"Let me go, Master, let me go. My husband is still over there; I can't leave."
But the master held me firmly, not allowing me to move.
Seeing that I was about to dash forward, Mu Xuanche distractedly called out to me, "Wait for me."
The master shouted in my ear, "Gu Si, calm down. If you go over there, he will never escape."
Right, I needed to calm down; I couldn't be a hindrance to Mu Xuanche.
I had to get out there. Even if something happened to me, I couldn't let anything happen to the child inside me.
I had to get out and protect the baby.
After coming to a realization, I desperately grabbed the oar and began to row the boat.
There was only one belief in my mind: I had to get out.
I exerted all my strength, rowing with all my might.
I didn't know how long I had been at it, nor did I know how much energy I had spent.
I knew that the moment I rowed out and saw the sun outside, everything went dark before me, and I collapsed.
When I woke up again, I was back in the dormitory of the mountain lodge, and the only person sitting beside me was my master.
"What's wrong? Are you unhappy to see me instead of your Ghost Husband?" my master complained.
I tilted my head, unwilling to look at him. I was too preoccupied with thoughts of Mu Xuanche to care about anything else.
"Don't worry, he won't be in any trouble. Back then, he was fine even after that; how could he possibly be caught in this situation now?"
My master's words piqued my interest, and I sat up abruptly.
"Master, what do you mean by that? What is your relationship with Mu Xuanche? Why do you call him Xuan Wang?"
Lingyunzi smiled at me kindly and said, "Child, with all your questions, how can I answer them all?"
I felt a bit anxious. It was rare for him to be willing to share anything with me, so I couldn't miss this opportunity.
"Then, Master, please take your time to answer. First, tell me what your relationship is with Mu Xuanche."
"I have no relationship with him; the one connected to him is your grandfather, Gu Hunchback."
"My grandfather?"
The Master nodded and recounted a story from the past.
Years ago, my grandfather gained fame through the Taoist Canon passed down from our ancestors. When I was born, he calculated that my fate was doomed and irreversible.
If I were to survive, my parents would have to die. Everyone has their selfish desires, and he was no exception. He used all his knowledge to alter Mu Xuanche's grave.
Lingyunzi didn't tell me his exact relationship with my grandfather; he only mentioned that he helped my grandfather move Mu Xuanche's body from the grave and place it beneath Zhao Family Well.
Master Zhao was aware of this matter as well. To repay Lingyunzi for saving him back then, he agreed to relocate Mu Xuanche's body to his family's underground vault.
As for my grandfather, he paid a price for this decision—his lifespan was reduced by twenty years.
Then there was Liu Qingfeng, who devoted his life to Taoist studies. The Taoist Canon itself was the condition under which my grandfather exchanged knowledge with him to ensure my safe upbringing.
Because of me, everyone has paid a great price, and in the end, I am the only one who benefits.
After telling me this, the Master left the room, leaving me alone to ponder.
The identity of Mu Xuanche is likely known only to my deceased grandfather and him; not even the Master knows.
However, I feel that the Master is still hiding something from me, such as what his deal with my grandfather was.
And then there is my mysterious Second Senior Brother. I always feel that he is inextricably linked to all of this.
Since people have sacrificed for me, I cannot let them down; I must become stronger.
Because of Mu Xuanche, we stayed at the villa for three days, but after three days, Mu Xuanche still did not come out.
I must leave; the Master and the others have already delayed for me for three days, and I cannot afford to delay any longer.
When I arrived, I carried a sense of slow happiness with me, but when I leave this place, I will have lost Mu Xuanche, along with Bone Whistle and treasures.
Before departing, the Master received a phone call.
Something happened in B City; President Chen of Zhenhua Technology had an incident at home.
President Chen's wife has died, and her death was particularly gruesome.
Her limbs were all rendered useless, her eyes had been gouged out, her ears filled with molten lead and sealed shut, her nose stuffed with copper beads, and her tongue and mouth were bound together with iron. Finally, her corpse was soaked in a vat of water.
The purpose of treating a person this way could only be one: to prevent her soul from escaping, ensuring she would never be reborn.
Such cruelty could only stem from deep-seated hatred.
Who could have done this? Who was capable of such brutality?
We immediately rushed back to B City.
Little did we know that a great crisis awaited us!
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