Ah Cheng, who was walking in front, asked softly. Walking on the mountain roads would expend a lot of energy. In addition, the roads were narrow and slippery. If one of them didnât pay attention, they would roll down the road. Furthermore, there were all kinds of poisonous insects and snakes in the mountains and wilderness. They always had to remain vigilant and careful.
âLet me carry you.â
Pingping didnât respond, so Wei Xun took it as her agreeing and carried Pingping on his back. He continued to walk forward and hummed a song as he walked.
It was the tune that Ah Cheng had played on the bamboo flute in Pingpingâs memories!
âWe will build a house near the river and raise some chickens and ducks. It is said that there are many interesting sights and things to see outside the mountain. However, itâs said that people are engaged in a war outside the village, so itâs very dangerous.â
Wei Xun blabbered on in a gentle tone, as if he was imagining the future with Pingping. Pingping continued to remain silent. She was a particularly silent listener, but he didnât care. Wei Xun continued to talk, even when no one responded. The things he said allowed Pingping to envision their beautiful future together.
However, Miao Fangfei was in a bad mood. The handwriting on the broken piece of paper had not changed. That meant that although they seemed to be walking out of the village, in fact, they had never left Cordoned-off Village! This made everyone feel that goosebumps were rising on their skin.
âAh Cheng, are we walking on the wrong path?â
A quarter of an hour later, the situation remained unchanged. Hou Feihu and Miao Fangfei looked at each other, before Miao Fangfei nodded solemnly, stepped forward, and spoke tactfully.
âSister-in-law Miao, you all are still here?â
Ah Chengâs reply caused Miao Fangfei to fall into a state of confusion and choke on her words. However, she didnât have time to care about her feelings. Miao Fangfei waved her hand and motioned to the right. âLook at that grave. Weâve passed it three times.â
âThree times?â
Ah Cheng followed Miao Fangfeiâs line of sight to look at it. The burial mound was not piled up high, and it did not really bulge on the ground. If it hadnât been for the fact that there were no weeds on it and the color of the soil, which the tourists could tell was fresh, the burial mound wouldnât be easily discovered by someone.
The vegetation in the mountains grew very fast. If no one took care of it, the burial mound would soon be covered with weeds. This wild grave was obviously abnormal. Additionally, they had walked past the burial mound thrice. This meant that they had been walking in circles all this time.
It was a Ghost Hitting The Wall!
âYes, I seem to have an impression of this grave.â
After Ah Chengâs attention was called to the grave, he finally realized its existence. He hesitantly voiced, âPingping, we passed here before, right?â
As usual, Pingping didnât speak. Ah Cheng carried her to the grave, set Pingping down, and then knelt solemnly in front of the grave and muttered something. Miao Fangfei, who understood the Miao dialect and the Dong tribeâs language, listened attentively, but she did not understand what Ah Cheng was saying. She could only guess that Ah Cheng might have spoken in another language or dialect. But even if they didnât understand, they could observe what Ah Cheng was doing.
Obviously, he was saying that they felt embarrassed to disturb the ancestor and would compensate them by giving them offerings in the future. He also asked them to be magnanimous, explaining that Pingping and him would have a difficult journey ahead.
Ah Cheng thought it might be the owner of the grave who was causing trouble and causing them to be trapped in the Ghost Hitting The Wall. However, Miao Fangfei and the others understood that it is impossible for a grave to appear suddenly in this scenic spot. It must have something to do with what had happened before.
They saw Ah Cheng bowing down a few times. Then, he got up and carried Pingping back on his back. Hou Feihu felt a sense of foreboding.
âThe whole third scenic spot is under the control of Pingping. She canât get out of Cordoned-off Village. Sheâs trapped here.â
Miao Fangfei said, âThis grave is the key.
âSince itâs a grave that could trap a spiteful ghost for a hundred years, there must be something unusual in the grave.â
Zhao Hongtuâs voice was slightly excited and his eyes flashed. As one had to know, there were few supernatural props that could trap a spiteful ghost. If a treasure that could trap the spiteful ghost Pingping for a hundred years was buried in this grave, one could only imagine how precious it was.
Sure enough, they had to do the follow-up task for this scenic spot! He could already see the light of dawn after he got out of the Intoxicating Xiangxi tour alive. Therefore, Zhao Hongtu couldnât resist the urge to obtain more props. He guessed, âMaybe it was Old Chief Ma who buried something here. For example, when he came to Wuluo mountain to drive away the corpses, he discovered that Pingping was advancing to become a more powerful ghost. Otherwise, why would an experienced chief like him die due to an assault by a black zombie? Otherwise, why would he let his disciple, Ma Miaoâer, drive the last batch of corpses?â
âWhen Old Chief Ma and the others were driving the corpses, Pingping was not dead yet.â
Hou Feihu shook his head and disagreed, âIf thereâs a precious prop that could trap the spiteful ghost Pingping, it shouldnât be buried in this small mound.â
In the time they were talking, they approached the grove the grave was in, and Ah Cheng was obviously stunned when they saw the grave again. Ah Cheng turned around to say something to Pingping. Afterwards, he walked to the grave with her on his back. Ah Cheng knelt down again and spoke more sincerely than he had before. He even kowtowed a few times until soil was sticking on his head. However, Miao Fangfei and the others knew that what Ah Cheng was doing was futile. The group of tourists gathered to discuss and decided that that they would leave two people behind to study what was going on while the others would leave with Pingping and Ah Cheng. They also said that as a last resort, they could just dig up the grave.
It was almost eleven p.m. now, and the bus would come in an hour. They couldnât waste more time here. They had to escape this predicament quickly!
During the discussion, Miao Fangfei noticed that Wang Pengpai had not spoken for a long time. This time, she observed Wang Pengpai from one eye, but didnât ask him directly why he hadnât spoken. She followed his line of sight, and found that he was always looking at Ah Cheng and Pingping. This was normal behaviorâŠwait!
Miao Fangfei was shocked to see Ah Cheng pulling on Pingpingâs sleeve, as if Ah Cheng wanted her to kneel down and beg the ancestor in the grave.
But who could make a spiteful ghost kneel!
Does III-9 want to die!
Wang Pengpai had been absent-minded as he deliberated about certain matters, but his attention had never left III-9. Seeing what III-9 was doing, he cursed III-9âs mother in his heart. He knew that Ah Cheng was not truly Ah Cheng, but III-9 acting as Ah Cheng. He couldnât have lost his sanity while he was acting as Ah Cheng, right? How could he think that he could make spiteful ghost Pingping kneel? Unless this grave wasââ
Fuck.
Wang Pengpai secretly cursed. He finally knew that his answer for the last question was beyond wrong. He now knew who the spiteful ghost Pingping hated most!
Under the tense eyes of the crowd, Ah Cheng pulled Pingpingâs sleeve. Unexpectedly, she really knelt beside him in front of the grave. There seemed to be a cold wind blowing around, with the spiteful ghost Pingping as the eye of the windstorm. It was so cold that everyone shivered. In the next instant, Hou Feihuâs pupils suddenly shrank, and Zhao Hongtu sucked in a breath of cold air. The touristsâ line of sight fell on the exact same placeââthe wild grave!
The thin soil on the grave was blown away by the cold wind, and the snow-white human bones were exposed! This was indeed a humanâs grave, not a buried prop as Zhao Hongtu had thought, but there was no coffin buried. There was only a thin layer of topsoil on the bones. This was basically equivalent to exposing the corpse to the wilderness.
Needless to say, when the bones were exposed in the grave, Yu Hean dripped the cattleâs tears in his eyes. He blinked hard, and went to look at the grave. Xu Chen had fainted, so there were no tourists who were able to see resentment or auras of death. In this critical moment, the tourists could only rely on Yu Hean.
However, Yu Hean only took a quick glance at it before he wondered, âWhy is there nothing?â
âNothing?â
âYes, thereâs no resentment. Thatâs very strange, moo. The smell of blood is so strong. The person in the grave must have been tortured and killed. How can there be no resentment on this grave at all, moo?â
Yu Hean covered his mouth and almost sneezed. He muttered while he held the bottle of cattle tears, âIâll use a few more drops and look at the grave againâŠâ
âOld Brother Yu, donât use it.â
Wang Pengpai picked up a handful of grass and waved it in front of Yu Hean, attracting his attention.
âYouâre turning into a cow. You canât use the cattle tears anymore.â
Yu Hean had brown fur growing from his cheek to his chin. At first glance, one would think that it was a beard, but in fact it was cow hair! Yu Hean had used the cattle tears too many times in this tour and had begun to morph into a cow. When he had crossed the Ferocious Bone Plank Road, he had already been stamping his feet like a cow. Now, he could already smell the bloody scent on the bones, indicating that Yu Hean was basically at his limit.
âThis person was tortured and killed, but they didnât have resentment on them?â
Miao Fangfei was focused on breaking out of this predicament. When they returned to the Travel Services after this tour, all their problems could be solved with sufficient points. However, they could only do that if they could return to the Travel Services!
âHow could such a strange matter happen? UnlessâŠâŠâ
âPingping, look, isnât there a silver bracelet next to this personâs bones?â
Suddenly, Ah Cheng spoke out in a puzzled manner. He interrupted Miao Fangfeiâs line of thoughts, and her breathing paused. In an instant, she felt enlightened.
She understood who this person was. All of their doubts were finally solved.
This was Ah Chengâs grave!
Wei Xun whispered, âItâs really strange. Look, Pingping, the silver bracelet is the same as mine.â
He felt the temperature around him getting lower and lower, just like he was standing next to a refrigerator. He understood that the tour group had reached the most dangerous part of the tour, but Wei Xun was not in a hurry. He put the silver bracelet back next to the pile of human bones. Thereafter, he patiently buried them with topsoil, and led Pingping to stand up. He stated meaningfully, âWhat an incredible coincidence. We were fated to meet with our ancestor. He will certainly bless us, wonât he?â
Wei Xun smiled at Pingping. The spiteful ghostâs dark eyes gazed at him, and there seemed to be countless complex emotions swirling within them, but in the end, all the complex emotions turned into indifference.
Pingpingâs voice was bleak as she said, âHe is a good man. He will bless people who truly love one another.
Pingpingâs voice was cold and depressing: âBut I canât do that.â
While Wei Xun and Pingping were talking, two lines of bloody tears flowed down Pingpingâs cheeks. The next moment, resentment overflowed, and the surrounding scenery changed instantaneously. In the blink of an eye, they returned to the maple tree outside Ah Chengâs house!
The maple tree was still there, but it was not slightly taller than a person as they had seen before. It had grown into a towering tree, and the shadow of the tree was whirling. Ah Chengâs house that was not far away had already become ruins, together with Cordoned-off Village that was further away. All the buildings had collapsed within the span of a hundred years.
They were no longer in the illusion created by the spiteful ghost Pingping. The current Cordoned-off Village they saw was the real scene a hundred years later, while the burial mound was under the maple tree. Scarlet colored bloody grievances shrouded the village. This time, everyone saw them clearly. The dark and dirty grievances rose like a chain as thick as a bucket and gathered over the village, while a terrifying dark red figure could be seen at the junction of the grievances.
In history, the spiteful ghost Pingping had succeeded in her revenge. She had killed all the people in Cordoned-off Village: the village head, Ah Long, and everyone who humiliated her and schemed against her. Even after Pingping died, she shouldnât have any regrets, let alone be able to turn into a spiteful ghost.
âIn the story, there was only one person who didnât let her down but was brutally tortured and killed by her. He was the one who caused the spiteful ghost to be voluntarily trapped here, and he was also the one trapping everything,â Wang Pengpai said in a deep voice.
No one knew when he had appeared by Ah Chengâs side.
This man was Ah Cheng!
After seeing Ah Longâs memories, Wei Xun had a better understanding of what happened. Initially, Pingping had harbored great hatred and killed Ah Cheng. The feelings of hatred transformed to pain and despair when she learned that Ah Cheng had actually been possessed by Ah Long.
Clearly, Ah Cheng had been tortured to death, but there was no resentment in Ah Chengâs bones.
This was because his soul had still been there, suppressed by Ah Long. But because of Pingpingâs cruel means of murdering him, everything had disappeared.
The spiteful ghost Pingpingâs strong resentment had trapped all her acquaintances in Cordoned-off Village, as well as herself! Everyone else had all received their respective punishments except Pingping, the spiteful ghost who had killed her lover. She was still trapped within this illusion.
Wei Xun was playing with a pitch-black dagger.
Pingpingâs blood grudge dagger would definitely kill the person that Pingping was most resentful towards.
A hundred years had swept by, and her enemies had long since died and withered. Now, the person Pingping was the most resentful towards was herself!
The author has something to say:
Sorry, sorry. I wrote this chapter much slower than the previous chapters. Iâll give three hundred red packets in the comment section, mua, mua!
Itâs very late today, so Iâll upload the extra chapter tomorrow. I promise that the chapter will be very exciting, *kiss, kiss, kiss*