Shan Cha was oblivious to what was going on outside the window in Dixian Village. She didn't know that Xueshan was in chaos. She sat on the kang every day making clothes for the two children and taught Feng Sheng the art of yin and yang while working.
At ten o'clock that night, Chu Huan opened the door and walked in, picked up the camellia and left.
"Where are you taking me in the middle of the night?"
"In Ghost King Village, even if you have Longkou Money, you still can't hide it from the wise sorcerers. If you want the two children to grow up safely, you must let them swallow the Ghost King Pill and use the Ghost King Pill to suppress Yin Lingzi's aura."
Shancha was stunned for a moment, "The snow mountain collapsed eighty years ago, wasn't Ghost King Village buried underground?"
"Yes! I know the location of Ghost King Village."
"Then if you go and snatch the Ghost King Pill back, won't that be the end of it!"
"I have lived for two thousand and seven hundred years, and you are the most shameless woman I have ever seen!"
"Aren't you afraid of hurting my self-esteem when you talk like this?"
"You have self-respect, so I can hurt you, right? All signs show that you don't."
The arrogant Shan Shen spoke again, "Auntie, what is self-esteem?"
"A fig leaf for your face!"
"I scared my son, he thought it was something important. We, mother and son, don't know what shyness is, so why should we be proud?"
"Hahaha!"
Chu Huan was so amused by this mother and son that he laughed uproariously. Yin Lingzi, who was supposed to be the king and hegemon, was dumbfounded by this woman.
The most interesting thing is Shan Yue, "Mom, Uncle Nangong once said that we should respect ourselves and love ourselves. It seems that self-esteem is of some use. Where did you throw our self-esteem?"
"Aniang didn't throw it away. Your Xuanyuan family ancestors didn't have it."
Seeing Shancha fooling the two kids in a serious manner, Chu Huan's lips curled up, he reached out to pick up Shancha and flew deep into the mountain.
After flying for about half an hour, the two people came to a mountain forest and said, "Shan, there are three ghost kings and countless fierce ghosts in Ghost King Village. You must follow me closely."
"Wait a minute!" Shancha reached out and grabbed Chu Huan, "Tell me the origin of Ghost King Village so that I can be mentally prepared."
"Two thousand eight hundred years ago, there was a heterosexual king in the Chu State named Wei Yitang. He was the adopted brother of Emperor Gaozu of Chu.
Emperor Gaozu of Chu thought highly of him, gave him 500,000 troops and granted him the title of King of Loyalty and Righteousness.
Unexpectedly, Wei Yitang was an evil wolf. He teamed up with the ten evil ghost generals from Demon Ghost City to conquer the Chu family and became the emperor.
Wei Yitang captured his own people to feed the evil spirits in Demon Ghost City. The people's lives were miserable. In order to keep their children alive, they all fled into the mountains.
Seven hundred years later, Xuanyuan Che used his family wealth to recruit troops, invaded Kyoto, and changed the country's name to Xingyue.
When Xuanyuan Che invaded Kyoto, three princes from the Wei Kingdom escaped, namely the Sixth Prince Wei Chunchen, the Eighth Prince Wei Chunfeng, and the Nineth Prince Wei Chunhua. The three princes fled into the snowy mountains with thousands of soldiers.
A village was built in Qiling Valley, called Wolong Village. A few years later, the mountain bandit Ximen Bao led his men into Wolong Village and killed everyone.
From then on, Wolong Village became a ghost village. After the three princes turned into powerful ghosts, they sent their men everywhere to capture lonely souls and wild ghosts to devour them. In a thousand years, they became ghost kings.
The ghost village was renamed Ghost King Village. Later, a warlock named Li Wentian passed by Ghost King Village and set up an array to trap the three ghost kings in the village.
The three ghost kings were unwilling to be trapped in the village forever, and tried their best to destroy the formation, causing the snow-capped mountains to collapse, and the ghost king village was buried underground."
Shancha almost lost his temper, "Do you want to take me to death?"
Chu Huan nodded Shan Cha's forehead, "I have brought two thousand soldiers with me. There is a soul-destroying array at the entrance of the village. The soldiers can't rush in, so I brought you here."
Shancha was relieved when he heard that he had brought people with him. The two of them walked for about ten minutes and came to Qiling Valley and got in through a crack.
Shancha was stunned as soon as he entered the underground. He originally thought that the underground village should be completely dark, but here it was almost the same as daytime.
A path covered with weeds is clearly visible, and there is a village ahead of the road.
The village has obviously been abandoned for a long time. Weeds have grown as tall as half a person. Many low houses are hidden among the weeds. There are ruins everywhere.
After entering the village, Shancha felt a sudden chill on his back, as if he was carrying a piece of ice.
A gust of dark wind swirled around the two people. Shancha did not look back. He took out three red incense sticks from the package and lit them. He held them in his hands and continued walking forward.
The wind stopped, and suddenly there was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground behind the two people. Chu Huan was about to turn around, but was stopped by Shancha, "Don't look back, this is Mingxiang, it can confuse evil spirits.
The formation at the entrance of the village has been destroyed. I don't know if the three ghost kings are still there. Let's go to the village and have a look." Shancha held the peach wood sword in his right hand and Mingxiang in his left hand, and walked cautiously towards the village with Chu Huan.
Shancha walked around the village and found no trace of the Ghost King, "Chu Huan, the Ghost King was either killed by someone or went out to capture the soul.
It's almost dawn, so we'll find a house to hide in and see if the ghost king comes back at night."
"How did you know they were out to capture souls?"
"The resentment in the village is left by living souls." Shan Cha looked at the village carefully and saw a yin and yang well in the village. He then curled his lips and said, "I thought that there was a dragon ball in the village, so it would be as bright as day.
It turns out that there is a yin and yang well, so yin and yang are reversed."
Chu Huan frowned, "Are you saying it will get dark soon?"
"Yes!" Shan Cha responded, leading Chu Huan into an abandoned house. The weeds in the yard were taller than people, and some strange rocks and paper figures were hidden among the weeds.
The three thatched houses are slightly tilted. In the west room, there is a red coffin covered with dust. The stove in the kitchen has been broken and scattered on the ground.
There was no fire pit in the east room, only a rotten wooden bed with rotten and moldy bedding piled on it.
The strange thing is that there is no furniture in the room except the bed, and some clothes are piled randomly in the corner.
Shancha lit three incense sticks and stuck them at the door. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with the incense sticks, he sat down by the bed and said, "Chu Huan, please clean the room. We have to stay here for a few hours."
"Isn't this what women should do?"
"Do you still have any humanity?"
Chu Huan looked at Shancha's belly and resignedly found a broom to clean the house.
He found some wood and lit a fire in the house. For some reason, Chu Huan felt a little uneasy when he looked at the red coffin in the west room. He walked lightly into the west room and suddenly pushed open the coffin lid, but it was empty inside.
There is only one brand new bedding.
Chu Huan took the bedding to the east room, spread it on the bed, helped Shan Cha lie down, and covered her with his cloak.
"Chu Huan, let's talk!"
"Um!"
"Is there a woman you like?"
Chu Huan was stunned for a moment, "The king and the princess get along well."
"How many women do you have in total?"
"Eleven honored ones, and twenty maids who serve as bed-chambers."