Chen Yuan was a little surprised.

He didn't expect that his reputation would be so great.

Even the ghosts in the mountains know about me!

Chen Yuan neither admitted nor denied. He asked the old woman who called herself Mrs. Qingniang: "What kind of monsters are they?"

Although Chen Yuan did not answer, Mrs. Qingniang probably already had the answer in her mind.

Mrs. Qingniang smiled and said:

"They are the tables, chairs and benches used by the family members to bury the owner of the tomb in this deep mountain tomb. Over time, they became contaminated with some of the Yin Qi in the tomb and the aura of the mountain, developed spiritual intelligence, and turned into wood demons."

"The environment in the mountains is so harsh that it's difficult for little monsters like them to survive alone, so they seek refuge with the old woman. They work for the old woman, and the old woman protects them. It's a deal."

Chen Yuan said doubtfully:

"But they don't look like tables, chairs or benches, they look more like wooden ladders?"

Mrs. Qingniang did not speak. Just when Chen Yuan was puzzled, a group of tables, chairs and benches with noses, noses, eyebrows and eyes ran over from a short distance and stood together with the four "small wooden ladders" that had carried Chen Yuan to the cave. She looks cute, but she pretends to be ferocious.

These wood demons were watching the show just now. Chen Yuan didn't notice them carefully and thought they were furniture placed aside. Unexpectedly, they were all living wood demons.

Mrs. Qingniang then continued:

"The four who brought the Taoist priest were originally four wooden tables, but over time, most of their bodies have decayed, and only a few sections have turned into monsters, so they look like wooden ladders. ”

Only then did Chen Yuan know the reason and suddenly said: "That's it."

Mrs. Qingniang invited Chen Yuan: "The Taoist priest is a distinguished guest. Since you have come to the cave, please come and sit down and watch the show with the old woman."

Chen Yuan thought for a while, then picked up the rusty sword wrapped in black cloth beside the bed and walked towards the audience area.

Mrs. Qingniang immediately ordered the servants waiting on the side to get an armchair like hers and place it next to her.

When Chen Yuan walked to Madam Qingniang, Madam Qingniang said: "The Taoist Master, please sit next to the old woman."

Chen Yuan did not refuse and sat down next to Mrs. Qingniang.

Dong dong dong~

After Chen Yuan sat down, on the high platform where they had just stopped, they began to sing and bang again.

Chen Yuan doesn't like to watch plays, and he doesn't understand plays. He can't understand what kind of play is being sung on the stage.

Chen Yuan listened for a while and felt that it was not interesting. He thought of his purpose tonight.

Then he asked Mrs. Qingniang beside him: "Excuse me, madam, what is the relationship between the scholar named Dong and my wife? I just heard those wood demons on the road say that the scholar is the adopted son of my wife."

Mrs. Qingniang was listening to the opera with rapt attention. Her arms placed on the armrests swayed slightly as the actors on the stage sang.

After hearing Chen Yuan's question, she looked at Chen Yuan:

"The child had mistakenly broken into the old woman's cave the night before. The old woman was holding a banquet in the cave that day. Seeing the children drinking and having fun, she invited him to join the banquet. He used his ability to imitate the language of birds to tease him.

The old woman was very happy."

"Later, he came two more times. The old woman felt that this man had good character, hated evil as much as he hated evil, and was bold and careful, so she adopted him as her adopted son."

"He is also kind-hearted. Every once in a while, he will invite the old woman and the children to his house for a banquet. The old woman will treat him as her own child."

After hearing this, Chen Yuan understood the reason.

No wonder the residents around the house of the scholar surnamed Dong often heard the sound of drinking wine and drinking wine at night. I am afraid it was caused by the scholar entertaining the old woman and her children.

As time went by, rumors spread among rumors, and rumors began to spread that the scholar surnamed Dong’s home was haunted.

"Maybe it's not a rumor..."

Chen Yuan thought to himself as he looked at the bustling cave in front of him, but it was incompatible with the deep mountains and old forests outside the cave.

"May I ask if Madam is a ghost or a monster?"

Chen Yuan suddenly looked at the other party.

Mrs. Qingniang did not answer Chen Yuan, but asked Chen Yuan with a smile in her eyes: "Taoist Priest, do you think the old woman is a ghost or a monster?"

Chen Yuan was stunned for a moment and was a little unsure.

Although the atmosphere in the cave was strange, and the surrounding audience and the opera singers on stage all had extremely Yin energy, Chen Yuan did not feel any Yin energy from the old woman next to him, let alone any evil spirit.

Qi.

Some demons and ghosts with profound spiritual practices can indeed confuse ascetics.

But Chen Yuan didn't think it was the case. With his cultivation level close to the Dan Fei Realm, even the ghosts and monsters in the Life Realm might not be able to deceive him.

Luzhou is not like other state capitals. Luzhou City God Qinglinggong is here. If there are powerful ghosts, they should not be allowed to exist.

Just when Chen Yuan was constantly guessing, Mrs. Qingniang asked Chen Yuan:

"Have you ever heard of the Taoist Master?"

Chen Yuan said in surprise: "Boundary Master?"

This was the first time he heard this word.

Mrs. Qingniang nodded:

"The so-called Realm Lord is a god similar to the City God and the Land, but it is different from the City God and the Land. The Realm Lord is mostly an old ghost who died in the mountains. As his cultivation deepens, he will naturally condense the talisman.

, become the leader of a certain area and protect a living being."

"The Realm Lord is somewhat similar to the Mountain God, but it is not as large as the area under the Mountain God's control. It can be as small as one street and one view, or as large as a radius of only fifty or sixty miles, and a Realm Lord may be born."

"So the Taoist priest just said that the old woman is a ghost. In fact, in a sense, it is not wrong."

Chen Yuan listened with great interest.

Chen Yuan looked around again, at the theatergoers and the actors on the stage: "What about them?"

Mrs. Qing Niang said: "Most of them are ghosts, ownerless souls who died in the mountains. The old woman saw that they were pitiful, so she gathered them under her command. Some of them had the ability to sing operas during their lifetime, so she arranged them into a group.

The troupe is usually used for boring entertainment."

With the conversation between Chen Yuan and Mrs. Qingniang, the drama was quickly finished.

The surrounding audience dispersed one after another, and the performers on the stage also left the stage, but Mrs. Qingniang stood up and said:

"Tonight a distinguished guest is coming. The old woman has prepared a table of wine and food. She hopes that the Taoist priest will stay for the meal. I also ask the Taoist priest not to refuse."

Chen Yuan thought of many folk tales about a scholar who met a wealthy manor in a deep mountain forest when he was on his way, and was warmly entertained by the owner for a meal and overnight stay.

When I woke up the next day, I found that I had slept in the grass, and the food I ate last night had turned into toads, earthworms, snakes, insects, rats, and ants.

He joked: "Would Madam entertain me with toads, earthworms, snakes, insects, rats, and ants?"

Mrs. Qing Niang smiled and said:

"There are many lonely souls in the mountains, and many lonely ghosts really like to use this trick to play tricks on passers-by."

"But the Taoist Master is a disciple of the Immortal with a distinguished status. Being able to come to the old woman's cave is a blessing from heaven. The old woman is afraid that she will not entertain her well, so how can she play tricks on the Taoist Master?"

Chen Yuan thought for a while and said: "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey."

Mrs. Qingniang said again:

"The Taoist priest will rest here first. When people prepare a banquet, the old woman will come and call the Taoist priest."

After saying that, Mrs. Qingniang walked away with her cane, leaving Chen Yuan alone.

However, Chen Yuan did not wait long. Soon, a tangy medicinal fragrance spread throughout the cave.

Then a group of servants who could not tell whether they were monsters or ghosts came and began to set up tables and chairs in the open space next to the stage.

After placing four tables and chairs, one after another fragrant dishes were served one after another.

When the round table was filled with dishes, Mrs. Qing Niang appeared again with a cane.
Chapter completed!