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Chapter 180 Corpse Fruit

After Yun Niang was sent to Wutou Mountain in a sedan chair, the bridegroomers left.

She was left alone on Wutou Mountain.

When it was dawn and then dusk, she fainted from hunger while sitting in the sedan chair. When she woke up, she found that she was lying in a cave.

There was a thick layer of straw underneath him, and he was covered with shabby clothes. There were some fruits in the cave.

It was the imp who saved her and found fruit for her to eat.

At first, Yun Niang couldn't see the little ghost, but the fruit appeared inexplicably in the cave and she had to be grateful for this kindness.

When she knelt down and thanked Guozi, she slowly saw a little ghost taking care of her.

The little ghost looked like a ghost, so Yun Niang thought it was the king of ghosts.

Although the little ghost said that it was not the ghost king, Yun Niang was used to it and regarded it as the ghost king.

The little ghost only appeared in front of Yun Niang for a short time, and it could only get Yun Niang fruit, which was the fruit from Wutou Mountain that was stained with yin energy.

Yun Niang couldn't bear it anymore and fell ill, so the kid took her to a village at the foot of the other side of Wutou Mountain.

It happened that an old woman was kind-hearted and rescued Yun Niang. After that, Yun Niang stayed at the old woman's house and did some needlework on weekdays to support the family.

Yun Niang also heard about what happened in Shangshou Village. When she learned that another bride was thrown into Wutou Mountain today, she came to give the bride an umbrella.

"In that case, just stand up and you haven't done anything wrong. Why do you act like you're admitting your mistake?" Yan Yan said.

Wu Xin pulled the kid up, and the kid barely managed to steady himself.

"What are the rumors at the bottom of the mountain about?"

The little ghost said timidly: "They went up the mountain on a heavy rainy day and got cold and yin, so they developed high fever. Those who got rashes ate the wild fruits in that piece."

It stretched out its hand and pointed in a direction, "There was a dead person in that area before. It seemed that he was poisoned to death. There were a lot of wild fruits growing on the corpse, and they were picked and eaten by the people down the mountain."

This was the first time Yun Niang knew about things in the village. She covered her mouth and asked, "Then those fruits I ate..."

"I stole it from the orchard at the foot of the mountain." said the kid.

It picked all the ripe fruits and gave them to Yun Niang.

Yan Yan gave a thumbs up: "Well done."

The kid lowered his head and smiled shyly.

"Although it's a misunderstanding, if this continues, we can't throw another bride on the mountain every year." Hu Xin said.

"After that, I had people spread the word in the town that the ghost king was not responsible for what happened in the town, but no one believed it. It just rained when someone mentioned it," Yun Niang said dejectedly.

When the Ghost King of Wutou Mountain marries his bride, the people present are either humans or ghosts, and the humans are still the brides they were married to.

It won't work if anyone comes forward, it will only make the villagers in the town more convinced about marrying the bride.

Yan Yan pondered for a moment, then looked at Bai Zhu: "How is Qingyu doing now?"

"He broke his leg in Yuanxi, and after he was sent back to Qingyun Mountain, Master Houtian kept him practicing in seclusion." Bai Zhu said, "Maybe I haven't seen him for a long time."

There are three or four cities between Qingyun Mountain and Wutou Mountain. Yan Yu can pass by in an instant, but Qingyu's living body cannot catch up.

"Then we can only find people from other Xuanmen. Is there any sect with a greater reputation than Wanxiang Mountain and Qingyun Mountain?" Yan Yan asked doubtfully.

These are the only two well-known sects.

"Huh?" Yun Niang suddenly remembered something and asked, "There seems to be a Taoist priest in the town who claims to be Ling Yizong."

Ling Yi Sect is a hidden sect. Except for the Xuan Sect, no one in the world knows about this sect.

but,

"As long as he has a Taoist priest's robe, who knows whether he is from Qingyun Mountain or Ling Yizong." Yan Yan hammered his right hand on his left palm and said in a determined tone.

The town on the other side of Wutou Mountain opposite Shangshou Village is called Xiaping Town.

Different from Shangshou Town, this town is not adjacent to Wutou Mountain, but is separated from Wutou Mountain by a large forest.

Not far from this town is the county seat, so it will be richer than Shangshou Village.

"Something strange happened at the mayor's house a few days ago, so he asked a Taoist priest to come over. If nothing else, the Taoist priest is still living in the mayor's house." Yun Niang said, "I will send gifts to the mayor's wife every month.

Handkerchief, it just so happens that we are going together this time."

It was just dawn when we walked from Wutou Mountain to Xiaping Town.

When she arrived at the mayor's house, Yun Niang handed the handkerchief to the old woman from the back door and asked about the Taoist priest.

"Hey, that Taoist priest is useless, let me kick him out."

"Blasted out?!" Yun Niang said in shock.

"Yes, that's just a trickster who cheats on food and drink!" the old lady spat.

"Then where will he be now?" Yun Niang murmured.

I thought I could help my white-haired sister.

"Are you looking for him? Then go to the dilapidated temple at the corner of the street. There is a place that gives out porridge. If he doesn't have any money, he will definitely go to the dilapidated temple to beg for a bowl of porridge."

Yun Niang thanked her mother-in-law and took several people to the ruined temple.

The ruined temple was full of beggars and old people with limited mobility. A tall figure wearing a Taoist robe stood out among the crowd.

Yan Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at that person.

Why does it look so familiar?

The Taoist priest squeezed through the crowd to get a bowl of porridge, turned around and ran out of the crowd, squatted in the corner and drank the porridge in his hand.

"Ling Yang?" Yan Yu came to the Taoist Master, "We haven't seen you for several years, but you haven't changed at all."

Ling Yang finished a bowl of porridge in two mouthfuls and was licking the rice grains at the bottom of the bowl when a shadow fell in front of him.

"Uh...who are you?" Ling Yang tilted his head and asked in confusion.

Yan Yan: "..." Good guy, his memory is worse than hers.

"We met at the Qingyun Mountain Conference three years ago." Yan Yan frowned, "If you really can't remember it, just pretend I never came."

After saying this, she turned around and was about to leave, but Ling Yang quickly pulled her away: "I remember, Miss Yan, what a coincidence, we meet again."

Yan Yan: "Yeah, what a coincidence." Every time I see him, he feels like a starving ghost reincarnated.

Thinking like this, I heard Ling Yang's stomach growl.

That bowl of porridge just now seemed like a waste.

Yun Niang led them to the restaurant to eat.

Looking at the bowls piled up on the table, Yan Yan knocked on the table: "Take it easy, don't let Yun Niang live in poverty."

Yun Niang smiled and said: "It's okay, I just received the silver."

She is good at craftsmanship and hard-working, and she has saved a lot of money through her needlework.

"Thank you very much. I will pay you back when I have money." Ling Yang said while eating.

"Wait until you have money?" Yan Yan looked at him suspiciously, "You'd better pay her back by being a bull and a horse."

One sentence made a man and a woman blush.

"Um...Miss Yan, were you invited here by the mayor?" Ling Yang said without putting down the food in his mouth.

"No, I'm here to find you." Yan Yan's eyes fell on his Taoist robe, "To be precise, it's because of your Taoist robe."

"This robe is a relic of my uncle, and my master won't let me take it off." Ling Yang had some confusion on his face.

"No need to take it off, I want you too."

Yan Yu told him about Wutou Mountain.

[Author's digression]: A very unfortunate discovery. Chapter 128 is repeated...The names of subsequent chapters will have to be changed again (vomiting blood). Take your time.


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