Thinking of this, holding the fan, he climbed low and dodged high, or jumped up quickly, or rolled on the ground, and finally arrived in front of the crystal ice coffin. He reached out and picked a cherry blossom, brought it to the tip of his nose and smelled it.

From the touch and gentle fragrance, you can tell that it is a native cherry tree.

Unexpectedly, the long-extinct cherry blossom trees in Sakura Village actually grew in the tomb. What made Zhifan even more incredible was that the dead body in the ice coffin was actually He Ying. Although the specific time of death is not clear, it can be determined from the frost covering his body.

He Ying has been dead for some time.

Does this mean that we can conclude that the He Ying we saw before holding the fan was just a ghost like the other villagers in Sakura Village?

But He Ying's speech and behavior are very different from other villagers. Moreover, the undead, like gods, cannot get sick. If He Ying is really an undead, how can he be unconscious for a few days every month?

She had only been in the mortal world for two days, and once again she felt that her brain was not enough. She slapped her forehead vigorously, and suddenly thought that Boyuan, as the prince of heaven, must know a lot, and maybe he could solve her doubts.

After lowering his eyes, he realized that the little thing's eyebrows were covered with frost and his little face was blue, and he had long been frozen beyond recognition. He had forgotten to hold the fan. Boyuan couldn't even speak now, so he expected him to answer his questions.

It's actually a bit ridiculous.

She raised her eyes and looked at the dazzling night pearls on the wall of the cave. Holding the fan, she really wanted to pry them off and put them in her pocket. However, she had been here for a while. If Ruoli really set fire to the house and the tomb,

Everything inside would be destroyed, and she might be buried alive here, so she had no choice but to give up.

As soon as he stepped out of the stone gate, Zhifan was busy greeting Ruo leaving to find some firewood to keep warm. However, he looked around, but the little owl was nowhere to be seen. Zhifan was suspicious and secretly wondered whether the vulture was there.

Already let Ming Yechen be killed?

No, probably not!

If that was the case, he would never be able to walk out of the tomb so easily. Maybe the vulture just went out to look for food, or maybe it was abducted by a female eagle?

While thinking about it, she wrapped the little baby in the quilt with a fan, and then went to the courtyard to light a fire, thinking of keeping little Boyuan away from the cold. When she entered the house again, she discovered that the little owl

The owl was standing anxiously beside the bed, trying to use its wings to warm the baby's face. The owl snorted with disdain and said sarcastically: "Oh, now I know that I am pretending to care about your family.

Your Highness, you didn’t know where you were hiding just now and you were enjoying yourself."

Ruoli was not angry and patiently replied to her: "I just went out to check and found an 'evil-sealing altar' in the southeast. We can try to start from there and see if we can break it with the 'Five Elements Breaking Seal'

Enchantment."

"No!" Zhifan refused without much thought. She picked up the baby and sat down by the fire. She explained to Ruoli who followed, "The villagers in Sakura Village will appear dull, and they must be related to you.

It is related to the evil-sealing altar. If we break through the seal rashly, the resentful spirits here will most likely be wiped out. Moreover, we may not be able to break through the barrier with our own strength. If the barrier is not broken by then, the resentful spirits will be destroyed.

But they all woke up, and in the end it was us who were unlucky."

Ruoli saw that her analysis was very clear and logical, so he thought she had an idea in mind, so he asked her if there was any other way to get out of Sakura Village?

"Not at all!" He held the fan and shrugged, giving it a very helpless expression, "Everyone in the world is sleeping, so everything will be done after I wake up."

"At this time, you actually still want to sleep?"

"What are you afraid of? It's a blessing, not a disaster, but you can't avoid it! You, the owl clan, are accustomed to staying day and night, so tonight you will be the one to guard Boyuan. Remember, don't disturb me if you have nothing to do, and don't disturb me if something happens.

"Yawning while holding the fan, he put the baby on the ground, stood up and stretched, then closed the door and went to sleep.

"Hey? How can you let His Highness sleep on the floor? What if he catches a cold?" Ruoli shouted loudly, but Ke Zhifan ignored him at all. He had no choice but to take His Highness to another room and with great difficulty

She wrapped him in the quilt, then lay down beside the bed, and started watching him without blinking.

Holding the fan, she stood outside the door, silently observing its actions. In fact, holding the fan was because she suspected that the owl in front of her was Ming Yechen or Huang Ying. After all, during her absence, anything could happen.

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Therefore, Zhifan deliberately left Boyuan outside the door, trying to use Boyuan to test Ruoli's reaction. But now it seems that Ruoli is indeed the sincere little owl.

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Zhi Fan also figured out the disappearance of Huang Ying's family. Either Ming Yechen killed the chicken to show the monkeys and deliberately threatened her, or Huang Ying was forced by Ming Yechen and moved her family. No matter what the reason

The reason is that Ming Yechen must not have thought about taking her life, at least not yet.

Since it has nothing to do with life or death, then it doesn’t matter!

Holding the fan, she was in a dilemma as to whether she should go into the house. If she did, if Boyuan turned back into a god again and bullied her, she would not be sure to escape unscathed. If she didn't go, she would be afraid that Ming Yechen would come and the vulture would come.

Insufficient ability and poor protection of Boyuan.

After weighing the situation, he sat back down by the fire again, holding the fan, and carefully observed the movement around the house without closing his eyes all night.

Fortunately, Boyuan did not turn back into an adult, and Ming Yechen did not arrive either.

When the first light of dawn fell, Zhifan stood up and rubbed his tired eyes. After entering the house, he kicked the legs of the bed unceremoniously and called out: "Vulture, go, go to the evil-seal ceremony you mentioned."

Let’s take a look.”

"Didn't you say you wouldn't go?" Ruoli responded feebly with his head drooped.

Holding the fan, he twisted it up angrily and stared into its eyes fiercely: "My aunt has changed her mind now, can't she?"

"Okay, okay, whatever you say is what I want, I will take you there." The low tone revealed deep helplessness.

"You know the truth!" He shook it off with his fan and picked up the baby. He thought about how strange Ruoli was. But she couldn't pinpoint the specific blame, so he simply ignored it and went out on his own.

Go southeast.

After about a quarter of an hour of walking, I held my fan and heard the thunderous sound of drumming in front of me. Walking further, I saw a square wooden altar with a width of two feet not far away. On the altar, two people

The ghost villagers in simple clothes were beating drums and shouting. Under the altar, there were hundreds of ghost villagers kneeling on the ground with their hands on the ground. They were muttering something, but they didn't know what they were praying for.

Holding the fan, he glanced at the silent little owl and asked with some uncertainty: "Is today the Ghost Festival?"

Ruoli said: "It's only the beginning of spring in February, and it's still early for the Hungry Ghost Festival."

That's strange. Since it's not the Ghost Festival, why do so many dead souls gather here?

Before he could grasp the fan and figure it out, several clouds of green smoke suddenly surged around the originally green mountains. The green smoke quickly gathered and took shape, and when it landed, it turned into a ghost-faced man in black robes.

The ghost-faced man flicked his sleeves to signal the villagers to stand up, and asked in a gruff voice, "Do you still remember what happened nineteen years ago today?"

The ghost villagers were confused and sobbing. No one could remember what night it was, let alone what was so special about today nineteen years ago.

Holding the fan, she thought to herself, Huang Ying escaped from heaven to the mortal world twenty years ago, and made a lifelong commitment to He Ying a year later. So, on this day nineteen years ago, could it be that... the two of them got married?

That day is the day of misfortune for everyone in Sakura Village?

After realizing this, Zhifan began to search for He Ying among the ghosts, but unfortunately he could not find it.

If her guess is correct, the real He Ying should have passed away nineteen years ago today, and the life-saving grace Huang Ying mentioned should refer to Ming Yechen saving the current He Ying.

But is He Ying now a human or a ghost, real or fake? Also, will the ghost-faced man on the altar be Ming Yechen?

In doubt, the ghost-faced man spoke sadly: "Nineteen years ago today, you were all brutally murdered by the same woman. Today, the Japanese God has summoned you here just to let you take revenge and complain!

Look, she's right there!" He raised his arms and called out, pointing to the direction where the fan was hiding.

Hundreds of sinister looks were directed at him, and he pointed at himself with a look of astonishment on his face. He didn't understand why this scapegoat was thrown at his head for no reason.

What's even worse is that when the ghost-faced man casually transformed into a jade flute and played it, the hoarse and mocking music was very depressing to the fan, but it made the ghost villagers happy and energetic.

Immediately afterwards, wisps of green smoke swirled around the ghost-faced man, and a huge vortex of light and shadow suddenly appeared on the originally flat altar. A crystal ice coffin and a flower in full bloom suddenly emerged from the vortex.

There are dozens of 'yin talisman bells' crisscrossing around the cherry blossom tree and the ice coffin. You can tell without even looking that the 'person' in the coffin must be He Ying.

The evil spirits that had been suppressed for a long time in the ghost villagers were also awakened at this moment. They bared their teeth and claws, shook their heads, and howled. Drop after drop of blood flowed from their empty eyes and flowed on their pale and bloodless cheeks, and their neck bones screamed.

The loud "creaking" sound made people suspect that their heads might fall off their necks at any time, which made people feel disgusted.

It turns out that the secret passage from Huang Ying's house leads to this place. Under the ground is a mass grave, but above the ground is the evil-sealing altar. It seems that Ming Yechen sealed all the villagers in Sakura Village with He Ying as the main body.

The evil spirit made them look dull and unresponsive. At this moment, He Ying, as the main body, was summoned, and the evil spirit naturally woke up.

Nowadays, the ghost villagers regard themselves as the real culprits who killed them. There is no way to escape now. There are so many ghosts on the other side that they will definitely not be able to defeat them head-on. How can they find a chance for themselves?

To capture the thief, capture the king first!

He could move his head left or right with a single blow. If he was lucky enough to get rid of Ming Yechen, he would have done a lot of good deeds. Even if he failed, dying in Ming Yechen's hands would not be a shame.

Thinking of this, he summoned the latent wind with his fan, handed the baby to Ruoli, and said: "You can run as far as you can with him, but if it doesn't work, you can also hide in the canopy first. Anyway,

Do not look back."


Chapter completed!