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The house body was treated by first washing it with strong liquor and then applying a base cream to prevent rot.
It was dry and cool enough here, yet even so, the lingering odor, which couldn't dissipate, carried a slight putrid smell. "Eight boys and eight girls! The boys were born in a Yang year, month, and day; the girls were born in a Yin year, month, and day."
Zheng Lichuan stood in front of his son's coffin, his voice somber: "The human sacrifice you requested has been found, but the checks are strict now, and it will take some time to transport it from another prefecture."
From the corner, a sinister and eerie laugh suddenly rang out: "I hope it doesn't drag on for too long. I can wait, but I'm afraid my great-nephew won't be able to."
Zheng Lichuan, his eyes flashing with rage, pressed the coffin against his chest: "You'd better really be able to bring my son back to life, otherwise..."
A shadowy figure swayed in the darkness and said ominously, "Don't worry, I can not only bring him back to life, but also make him live to be a hundred years old like me, hehehehe."
“That’s not what you need to worry about right now. Human sacrifice takes time, and this time, I don’t want any more accidents.”
Zheng Lichuan said calmly, "The local chief constable came to see me earlier. He came on behalf of the government to warn me not to make any further moves during the Lantern Festival."
"It seems they've already guessed that we used the Six Doors that night. It's a pity that even under those circumstances, the witch who killed my son still managed to escape."
He glanced at the dark figure in the corner, his chest heaving, his anger intensifying.
The shadowy figure swayed eerily, its sinister laughter seeming to emanate from the earth: "Don't look at me like that. I didn't intentionally lure her over to kill your son and then use you to deal with her."
"No matter what, your son is also my blood relative. Would I do such a thing? Would I do this? Hehehe, tell me?" Zheng Lichuan clenched his teeth, his fists so tight that the veins bulged.
"Even if you look at me like this, it won't do any good!" the shadowy figure said indifferently. "Even if that girl escaped, she was seriously injured and probably won't wake up for decades."
"However, I still suggest you find a way to locate her as soon as possible. The day she reappears, she will find both me and your son. If you really want your son to live to be a hundred... hehehe."
"By the way, have you found all eight children born on the Dragon Boat Festival that your son needs?" Zheng Lichuan turned around, his voice cold: "I have. I hope you can keep your word."
Behind him, that eerie laughter echoed repeatedly among the staggered and complex buildings: "Don't worry, as soon as I finish this, I will bring your son back to life."
"May he live to be a hundred, like me. A hundred years old. A hundred years old...hehehehe." ★**
Qiu Ying pushed the cart back to the inn, and Song Lingyue, who was waiting there, helped her move the many ingredients into the small cellar in the backyard for storage. "Luckily, I went to see the Fu family this morning," Qiu Ying said. "This year, several restaurants and inns have suddenly opened in the east of the city. Because of the large..."
The families expect this year's Lantern Festival to be more crowded than in previous years, and other families have already approached them for help.
"Fortunately, the elderly couple usually help out here, so they didn't agree immediately and waited a few days. But today I want to..."
"But if they don't go, and someone else comes looking for them in the afternoon, they might agree."
Song Lingyue said softly, "When Guan Shidu entered the city yesterday, he said he would go there on the way. I guess he was busy talking to the Six Doors about important matters and then he was gone again."
“Two more families have come to book rooms. As you suggested, Sister Qiu Ying, I raised the prices by 20% around the Lantern Festival.” As we entered the courtyard, the sun was setting high in the sky, and the water flowing from the bamboo water dragon in the corner shimmered in the sunlight.
Song Lingyue looked up at the bright sky and smoothed a strand of hair behind her ear: "Sister Qiu Ying, do you have any bedding and clothes for winter?"
"While it's not too busy now, I'll move everything I need for winter out of the mountains, wash what needs washing, and dry what needs drying. Things will get busier in a few days."
We can't worry about those things anymore. We also need to prepare a set for Xiaoye.
"By the time we wait for the Lantern Festival, the weather will have cooled down, and there may not be such a nice sun then."
Qiu Ying looked at the girl, who seemed to brighten up in the midday sun, and smiled slightly: "Miss Lingyue, you seem to have become even more radiant today than before."
Is it different now?
Chapter 60 He brought it upon himself; he deserved it.
"Really?" Song Lingyue looked up and gazed at the hill behind the inn.
Looking up the mountain from here, the entire Xiaodiancang Mountain is lush and verdant, with occasional courtyards and pavilions nestled among the greenery. Actually, nothing seems different; it's just that some things have been left behind.
Song Lingyue turned around and looked at Qiu Ying again, smiling slightly, "Sister Qiu Ying, just call me Lingyue. We're family, and to Yue Lan and me, you're our older sister."
Youying laughed and said, "It doesn't really matter what you call me, I know you don't care."
“However, in the past, Miss Lingyue, although you thought this way, it would have been difficult for you to say what was on your mind. Today, you are more like what you should really be like at your age.”
Song Lingyue smiled slightly; the gloom in her heart had long since vanished last night.
After letting go of many things, I suddenly realized that the bright sunshine has always been there, and that I have never lacked kindness and gentleness around me. It's just that in the past, I was always blinded by the dark clouds in my heart.
Qiu Ying said, "I'll take care of things here. Lingyue, you can go and do your work." Song Lingyue softly hummed in agreement.
When Song Lingyue returned to the mountain, she first gathered all the bedding and clothes she would need for winter and hung them out to dry on the bamboo poles and stone benches in the training ground.
She walked towards the back of the mountain, wanting to ask Xiaoye if she wanted to move to the front of the mountain, where there were many empty pavilions and courtyards. After all, her senior brother was a man and couldn't be so meticulous in daily life; as his junior sister, she should take care of some details.
As for Junior Sister, she's quite capable of taking care of herself without needing anyone else. Passing through the woods between the two peaks, we happened to see Junior Sister and Xiao Ye there.
The junior sister brandished a sword, while Xiao Ye, dressed in a pink trench coat, occasionally offered pointers. Song Lingyue walked over and told Xiao Ye about choosing a pavilion to live in on the mountainside of the front peak.
Xia Yuelan said, "That's good, that's good! It's windy on the back mountain, and it gets freezing cold as soon as it gets cool. Besides, the back mountain hasn't been well maintained for many years. Xiao Ye, you should move to the front mountain so that you can have someone to look after you."
Seeing that they truly treated her like family and even invited her to stay at Xiaoye's Yankulongli, she found herself with a few glistening tears.
Over the years, I've never had a home where I could live with someone else.
There wasn't even anyone to talk to. When walking on the street at night, you had to avoid anyone in front of you, for fear of scaring them.
Xia Yuelan was enthusiastic and naturally active, so she immediately pulled Ruo Xiaoye to the front of the mountain to help her choose a place to stay. By this time, Xiaoye's moon spirit had recovered a lot, and with her trench coat on, she was no longer worried about being exposed to the sunlight.
Actually, she wasn't afraid of sunlight. It was just that when she was cultivating, the essence of the sun in the sunlight would hinder her lunar soul. Normally, she could appear in the sunlight.
It's just that a skeleton appearing in the sunlight is more easily seen and might frighten others. That's why Bai Guan rarely goes out.
There are indeed many empty houses on Xiaodiancang Mountain, but most of them are quite old and abandoned. Xiaodiancang Mountain did not just begin to decline today; it had already been in decline for decades.
Climbing to an empty, four-cornered pavilion, the stairs were covered in dust.
"Cough cough!" Xia Yuelan fanned the dust in front of her with her palm. "This room is quite nice. If you stay here, Xiao Ye, we can find some time to clean it together and take a shower."
Upon reaching the third floor, she opened the window and looked out: "I can see my senior brother's courtyard from here." "Does my brother live there?" Xiao Ye looked curiously and saw that it was all single-story houses, but the courtyard was very large.
“Yes,” Xia Yuelan said, “there are clearly many better places, but he insists that this place is bigger and more convenient to live in.”
Song Lingyue said softly from the side, "If it's not well maintained, a courtyard is indeed much more comfortable than this kind of pavilion. There are many empty rooms, what..."
You can put them anywhere.
“Like Yue Lan’s place, if you go to check on her every few days, everything is in complete chaos.” Xia Yue Lan said, “Heh.”
Song Lingyue was speechless... You even started "hey"?
As they were talking, they happened to see Fu Hai appear in the open space in the front yard. He looked at the gate, then glanced at the pavilion where his two junior sisters lived. He then went around to the back yard and urinated in the ditch under the tree.
From his vantage point, he was definitely out of sight of his two junior sisters' residence, and there was no one in the front yard either.
Although there is a toilet, it is quite far away, so men just use it casually when no one is around.
However, his two junior sisters and Xiao Ye happened to be on the third floor of this pavilion, which was usually deserted and located near the back courtyard of his own courtyard. They could see everything clearly from above the wall.
"Senior brother!" Xia Yuelan shouted, cupping her hands in front of her mouth. Fu Hai was startled, his whole body trembled, and he turned his head to look.
Looking closely, he saw two pairs of eyes and a pair of hollow eyes staring at him from above a pavilion not far away. At that moment, he was utterly bewildered in the wind.
That wretched junior sister! You peeked, fine, but you even had to shout?!
Song Lingyue and Xiao Ye were still a little embarrassed, but Xia Yuelan, clutching her stomach, kept laughing on the pavilion. Fu Hai began to think that this girl owed him a good "breast-grabbing dragon claw" massage these past few days.
He sheepishly fastened his trousers and scurried to the front yard, but he hadn't actually finished urinating, so he had no choice but to obediently go to the outhouse. "Ugh, Yue Lan, really!" Song Lingyue couldn't help but complain as they went downstairs, "You saw it secretly, and you even had to yell?"
Xia Yuelan pouted: "Senior brother scared me like that too!" Xiao Ye looked at her.
My brother even did something like deliberately scaring a girl when she was urinating.
Song Lingyue, however, knew more: "Senior brother would never do something so perverse without a reason. Before that, did you do something else?" Xia Yuelan chuckled and waved her hand: "Nothing, nothing. I just sneaked in while he was sleeping and sprinkled some red..."
She then shook him awake, asking him in alarm why he had suddenly started vomiting blood.
Song Lingyue said, "You...you." She didn't know such a thing had happened.
Xiaoye whispered, "So, your brother suddenly scared you while you were peeing? Ugh, you're really something."
"No!" Xia Yuelan looked up, looking somewhat sad. "He suddenly rushed in while I was urinating, grabbed me, and spanked me hard."
Song Lingyue said irritably, "You brought it on yourself." Xiao Ye said, "You...you deserve it!"
Chapter 61 My powerful arm is about to get out of control.
After leaving the pavilion, Xia Yuelan asked, "How about it? Why don't you choose this room, Xiaoye? I think it's quite nice, hehe." She imagined Xiaoye opening the window to cool off in the middle of the night.
The senior apprentice got up in the middle of the night and, finding the outhouse too far away, relieved himself in the backyard. When he turned around, he saw a skeleton floating in the window of the pavilion behind him.
"No, no, I don't want to." Xiaoye pressed her hands together against her sternum. "Let's go somewhere else." She didn't want to keep scaring her brother.
Song Lingyue said, "Anyway, there's no rush. Xiao Ye, why don't you familiarize yourself with Xiaodiancang Mountain more first? This mountain is actually quite big, but right now only a few of us live here."
Xia Yuelan sighed, "I heard that when the Dragon Claw Sect was powerful, it had hundreds of disciples, and every one of our sect leaders was at least at the seventh realm. Now, the techniques have been lost, and all we have is a ninth-realm Dragon Claw Hand, along with some trashy martial arts that aren't even up to the Dragon Claw Hand level."
Xiao Ye said softly, "If we're talking about martial arts techniques, I do have a seventh-grade 'Bright Moon Meteor Sword Technique' here. If you want to learn it, I can teach it to you."
Xia Yuelan asked in a low voice, "Do you want to train to look like you now?"
Xiaoye shook her head: "No need! My current state is related to the Black Forest calamity ninety years ago, not from martial arts training."
"The 'Bright Moon Meteor Sword' is just a normal sword technique." Xia Yuelan was overjoyed and grabbed Xiaoye's hand: "Teach me! Teach me!"
Xiaoye said, "There's only one point: the 'Bright Moon Meteor Sword' is a seventh-grade martial art, and its foundation is the eighth realm. So you have to reach the eighth realm first before you can start practicing it."
Xia Yuelan was greatly disappointed: "But apart from that strange Heart-Piercing Dragon Claw Hand that my senior brother taught me last time, we don't have any eighth-grade martial arts here. When will I be able to reach the eighth level?"
Martial arts and techniques are inherently complementary; many martial arts require a certain foundation before one can begin practicing them, which is perfectly normal.
Song Lingyue suddenly said, "Junior sister, why don't you learn the Shattered Moon Sword from me first? First, master the Shattered Moon Sword to the eighth level, and then learn Xiao Ye's 'Bright Moon Meteor Sword'."
Xia Yuelan immediately became excited: "Senior sister, is it really possible? Isn't the Shattered Moon Sword a family martial art? Are you going to teach it to me?" Song Lingyue nodded gently: "Yes."
She has come to terms with it now and no longer clings to the so-called legacy of the Song family.
Moreover, since the Shattered Moon Sword is a sword technique, once Junior Sister reaches the eighth level, she can switch to cultivating the seventh-grade "Bright Moon Meteor Sword".
In that case, the Shattered Moon Sword was merely a transitional tool for cultivating seventh-grade martial arts. At this moment, Song Lingyue looked back on the past with a calm and serene demeanor.
With a calm mind, seeing her junior sister so excited, she took the opportunity of having plenty of time in the afternoon to explain the basic incantations and cultivation techniques of the Shattered Moon Sword to her junior sister. In fact, the Ye family has produced eighth-level martial artists for more than ten generations by relying on the "Shattered Moon Sword".
However, her father learned from the family history that more than ten generations ago, the Ye family's family martial arts were even more powerful, and every now and then one or two mid-level martial artists would emerge. After investigating the reasons, he finally found out the truth about the "Shattered Moon Sword".
As long as the secret hidden within the "Shattered Moon Sword" isn't revealed to the junior sister, it's just an ordinary eighth-grade martial art.