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Chapter 111 has exploded! The Heaven-Defying Ghost Curse, Old Master Tang's Identity!!

The power of awareness?
Did you create an illusion for me?

Chen Mo rubbed his eyes hard, while simultaneously activating the power of the Ghost Bone within his body.

Boom!

In an instant, Chen Mo's Bright Jade Skill was activated wildly, circulating throughout his body's blood. The blood of the Ghost Bone also began to circulate wildly, and his six senses underwent a transformation. Countless ghost curse patterns appeared on his skin.

In just a few breaths, Chen Mo's aura underwent a dramatic change.

It was cold, ghostly, evil, and eerie.

Chen Mo knew that the current fusion of the ghost bones was progressing too slowly, so there was no power of awareness involved. However, it could greatly enhance his six senses and six consciousnesses, which might help him resist some of the effects of the power of awareness.

After everything was finished, Chen Mo stared wide-eyed at his reflection in the mirror once more.

To their astonishment, they discovered that the woman in the mirror remained unchanged, without any alteration.

Could it be that there really is a woman living in this mirror?
After all, she's absorbing offerings.

Chen Mo immediately opened the panel to take a look.

But it turned out to be completely ineffective.

its not right.

I analyzed the ghost bone myself by looking in the mirror before. Why didn't it work on this woman?
Chen Mo quickly realized the difference: deconstructing the ghost bone was a reflection of light, which meant he could actually see it. But there was a real female ghost in the mirror, and because it was behind the mirror, it wasn't considered a real sight.

It's like being in two different "worlds".

Clang!

Since his cheat ability was useless, Chen Mo immediately drew his sword, aimed it at the mirror, and prepared to act at any moment. At the same time, he called out into the room, "Young Master Tang Qi, come quickly. There's definitely something wrong with this mirror."

Finally, the woman in the mirror turned her head. Through the red veil, she met Chen Mo's gaze.

Chen Mo couldn't see the woman's face clearly, but he figured she must have seen him.

Without a doubt, Chen Mo most likely believed that this was a real ghost.

This must be the second time I've seen a ghost since I transmigrated.

Moreover, Chen Mo's intuition told him that the female ghost in the mirror was probably far more powerful than the Black and White Impermanence.

Living inside a mirror is eerie in itself.

Everything in the mirror was so clear.

Chen Mo stared wide-eyed at the woman in the red veil in the mirror.

The woman was also staring at Chen Mo.

The two sides confront each other.

After a long while, the woman suddenly stood up and slowly walked towards the mirror.

Getting closer.

Getting closer.

Chen Mo saw the red embroidered shoes on the woman's feet and stepped forward.

suddenly……

Da da da.

Chen Mo actually heard the sound of embroidered shoes making light footsteps coming from the mirror.

Before, it was just sight; now it has hearing too…

The power of awareness is truly miraculous.

Could it be that this female ghost is about to walk out of the mirror?
Chen Mo gripped the knife tightly, ready to shatter the bronze mirror at any moment.

Da da da.

The footsteps grew louder and louder.

The woman walked behind the mirror, and just one step away from stepping out, she suddenly stopped and looked closely at Chen Mo.

suddenly……

Chen Mo could actually smell a unique fragrance emanating from the woman.

It has sight, hearing, smell... all of these.

It's so real.

In an instant, Chen Mo had pushed the power of his ghost bones to its limit, ready to make a move at any moment.

Time passes minute by minute.

Just then, the woman spoke up, "Young master, how come you have my family's blood? Who are you?"

Chen Mo didn't react for a moment.

Your family lineage?
Chen Mo does not have an older sister.

Filial piety and brotherly love?

Is this female ghost related to filial piety and brotherly love?
Then, recalling what the old Taoist priest had just said to himself in the mirror—that his master and his wife had come to Dayin Mountain to visit relatives—I realized he was now in a difficult situation.

Could the lady be Jiang Hongyue?

Is this female ghost the old Taoist's master?
Chen Mo recovered slightly, still remembering Tang Qi's instructions: never answer the ghost's questions.

So Chen Mo didn't answer, but instead asked, "What is your relationship with Jiang Hongyue?"

The female ghost beneath the red veil said in a sinister tone, "Jiang Hongyue was my father's concubine, so she's my stepmother. Who are you?"

really……

This female ghost has a close relationship with Jiang Hongyue.

In other words, this female ghost is... a half-sister from the same father but with different mothers?

Although the little brother Xiaoti was a ghost infant, he had a good temperament. Chen Mo's tension lessened considerably, but he remained extremely vigilant.

Since it was a ghost, Chen Mo didn't answer.

The female ghost suddenly laughed, "Young man, you are quite cautious, knowing not to answer carelessly. In that case, you may leave now. I will come looking for you again later."

Are you coming to find me again?
How is this possible?

"Go to hell!"

Boom!

He swung his broadsword at the bronze mirror, creating a loud metallic clang.

Surprisingly, the mirror was not shattered.

Very robust.

This is utterly absurd. Chen Mo is currently an eighth-level Martial Master, and with the effects of the Ghost Bone, he could easily defeat even an ordinary ninth-level Martial Master. This strike failed to shatter the mirror?

Come again.

Chen Mo suddenly activated the Black Fiend Blood Blade.

Bloody Blade!
boom! boom!
Each strike landed on the mirror with a sharp cracking sound, sending gusts of air surging in all directions. The ground even caved in.

The woman in the mirror only let out a soft laugh. Then, ignoring Chen Mo, she turned back to her dressing table and began to do her makeup, saying listlessly, "Don't waste your energy, leave now. Don't come to Chunfeng Tower again. I'll come to find you later."

Boom boom boom!
With each subsequent slash, the mirror remained unmarked.

"Young Master Mo, what are you doing in front of a mirror?"

Tang Qi rushed out of the room at this moment and saw Chen Mo slashing at a mirror with a knife, which piqued her curiosity. She went closer to take a look, only to find that there was nothing in the mirror, except for the reflection of Chen Mo and Tang Qi's faces.

Ok?
Gone?

The female ghost is gone?

Chen Mo then noticed the clue in the mirror and stopped.

Tang Qi asked, "Young Master Mo, what's going on?"

Chen Mo recounted what he had just witnessed, and Tang Qi was astonished upon hearing it. "Is such a thing really true?"

As she spoke, Tang Qi leaned closer to the mirror and examined it. Apart from seeing the mirror absorbing incense offerings, she found nothing else unusual. However, Tang Qi did not doubt Chen Mo's words, and simply said, "This mirror can absorb incense offerings, which means there is an evil spirit inside. What Young Master Mo saw just now must be true. Let's take this mirror back and give it to Miss to examine."

Chen Mo sheathed his sword, and the intricate patterns of the ghost curse on his skin receded like a tide.

As Chen Mo advanced to the eighth level of Martial Master, the Ghost Curse came and went quickly. It seemed that with his improved martial arts skills, his control and use of the Ghost Curse had become increasingly proficient.

"So good."

Tang Qi went up to get the mirror, but was shocked to find that it was so heavy that she couldn't lift it.

Chen Mo found it strange and went forward to try it.

Even with Chen Mo's extraordinary strength, he couldn't lift it an inch.

"It's definitely a ghost. This ghost has probably been here for years, taking root and becoming an integral part of the Spring Breeze Pavilion. It's normal that we can't lift it." Tang Qi, being a scion of a noble family, made his judgment. "Let's go back for now, tell Miss, and everyone can think of a solution."

Chen Mo nodded in agreement. "Can you find a secret passage in the room?"

Tang Qi shook his head: "No. Could it be that the old Taoist priest really left the mirror?"

Chen Mo was taken aback, recalling the scene of the female ghost approaching him step by step. "Go and check on Ru Hua quickly."

Tang Qi recovered and immediately followed Chen Mo out the door, rushing to Ru Hua's room as fast as she could. As soon as she entered, she heard the brothel madam Jin crying inside.

Chen Mo glanced into the room and saw that Ru Hua was already dead.

He devoured himself.

All four limbs were gone, and the place was covered in blood.

Madam Jin, huddled in a corner, cried in terror. Seeing Chen Mo and his companion enter, she rushed over, hiding behind Chen Mo and clutching his clothes, trembling as she said, "I heard Ru Hua's screams from a great distance, so I rushed over to see what was happening. But... what I saw was such a horrific scene! This Spring Breeze Pavilion is truly haunted. At least three girls have died recently, sob sob sob..."

Chen Mo shook off Jin's mother and then rushed to Ru Hua to check on her.

Ruhua's death was gruesome; two of her fingers, lying nearby, were still tightly clutching Xie Dong's letter, and banknotes were scattered all over the floor. The surroundings were a mess, especially the items on the dressing table, which were in complete disarray. Even the stool was overturned on the floor.

Chen Mo glanced at the expensive rouge scattered on the dressing table and the precious silver hairpin adorning Ru Hua's hair. Although the silver hairpin wasn't particularly valuable, it was inlaid with jewels, clearly something Ru Hua couldn't afford.

Madam Jin seemed to sense Chen Mo's confusion and said, "I know this silver hairpin; it was given to Ru Hua by Young Master Xie Dong. And this Golden Swallow Rouge are also valuable gifts from Young Master Xie Dong. I envy them all very much."

Chen Mo stared at the mirror on the dressing table, a rough guess forming in his mind: It seemed that Ru Hua knew she would be redeemed tomorrow, so she sat here to do her hair and makeup, intending to leave Chunfeng Tower in style. Unexpectedly, she encountered the old Taoist priest emerging from the mirror…

In the end, Ru Hua was probably forced to listen to that ghost story, and then her madness broke out on the spot, causing her to die.

Previously, Shui'er had heard ghost stories, but it took her two or three days to have an outbreak.

These days, people fall ill after listening to ghost stories, which shows how terrifying these ghost stories are becoming.

"Young Master Mo, I'll go inform the steward right away." Madam Jin left these words in a hurry.

Only Chen Mo and Tang Qi remained in the room.

Even Tang Qi, a scion of a prominent family, felt a chill run down his spine. "Young Master Mo, this old Taoist is undoubtedly a ghost. I just don't know what level of ghost it is. This is the first time I've ever seen one... We shouldn't stay here any longer, let's leave quickly."

Looking back at the scene, Chen Mo felt uneasy and thought that the ghost was too ferocious, so it would be better to leave it to the young masters of the noble families to deal with.

"Alright, let's go back first and talk about it later."

The two left the room and hurried away.

……

Meanwhile, Tang Xiaoyu, disguised as a man, secretly sneaked into Chunfeng Tower.

To avoid being discovered, she deliberately kept a considerable distance from Chen Mo and Tang Qi. Since it was Tang Xiaoyu's first time there, seeing the suggestive music everywhere made her blush and become timid.

During this time, a glamorous woman came up to keep Tang Xiaoyu company, but found that Tang Xiaoyu was not very talkative and was very reserved, so she left in the end.

Tang Xiaoyu also took the opportunity to inquire about the other options at Chunfeng Tower: instead of staying in the main hall, she could request a private room and have the madam bring a row of girls to choose from.

Tang Xiaoyu thought this was a good idea, so he immediately called the madam, asked for a room, and finally reluctantly ordered two girls to accompany him.

One girl was named Feifei, and the other was named Alan. They were both very well-behaved.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Tang Xiaoyu asked, "I've heard that an old Taoist priest often comes here to tell ghost stories, and if you don't like them, he doesn't charge you? Is that true?"

Feifei and Alan immediately shrank back, their faces showing fear.

Finally, Feifei, who was the bolder one, spoke up, "Why did you bring this up, young master? We're all terrified of this old Taoist priest. The guards and stewards can't find him anywhere. But he really does exist. Anyone who hears his ghost stories goes mad or dies. Please don't bring this up, young master."

Alan pouted. "Exactly, that old Taoist priest is really weird. If Mom hadn't told us not to go out, we would have run away long ago."

Tang Xiaoyu's eyes shone brightly. "I've come here today to tell you ghost stories, old Taoist."

Alan and Feifei were terrified.

Tang Xiaoyu didn't press the issue: "If you're scared, go back. I won't say anything bad about you to Mom."

Alan and Feifei exchanged a glance, ultimately not daring to disobey their mother. If they didn't entertain the guests well, they would be beaten. In the end, they both said they would stay.

Tang Xiaoyu only wanted to hear ghost stories and didn't like women getting close, so she took out some loose silver and gave it to the two of them, saying, "You can go back now."

The two took the silver and left happily.

With no outsiders around, Tang Xiaoyu felt much more at ease. "They wanted a private room and insisted on choosing a girl, which made me very uncomfortable. This way is fine. I'll wait here for that old Taoist priest to come. It wouldn't be good if we went out and ran into Tang Qi and Young Master Mo. Especially that Tang Qi, he's a sly old fox with a big mouth, he's really annoying."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"Young master, it's me, Feifei."

Tang Xiaoyu opened the door and saw Feifei standing alone outside. She said unhappily, "Didn't I give you money? Why did you come back?"

Feifei pouted, "Mom wants me to go keep Zhang the butcher company. That butcher is very violent and fierce. He often beats the girls until their skin is bruised and bleeding. If you say a few words, Zhang the butcher will go to Mom to complain. I don't want to go. So I told Mom that I'll stay at the young master's place tonight."

As she spoke, Feifei showed the scratches on her arm, looking pitiful.

Tang Xiaoyu felt a pang of pity. "I really came here to hear ghost stories. You don't need to stay." Feifei, however, said, "The girls here have been driven crazy by that old Taoist priest. They're desperate and it's only a matter of time. I see that you speak with great refinement, and I hope you'll take me in. Don't make me go keep Butcher Zhang company. Butcher Zhang is scarier than any ghost story."

Tang Xiaoyu sighed helplessly, "I've made myself clear to you. If you insist on staying, then stay. When that old Taoist priest comes back, find a chance to leave. Don't listen to ghost stories. Come back after he leaves. Understand?"

Feifei was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly, "I understand. Thank you, young master."

And so, Feifei stayed.

The room was quiet.

Feifei could tell that this young master didn't seem to like women, so she was quite obedient and didn't try to get close to him, but just served him wine from the side.

Tang Xiaoyu sat in her seat, waiting quietly.

It was soon past midnight.

This is the first floor, near the north side. I can't hear the shouts from the third floor.

After an unknown amount of time, a dark figure appeared outside the door.

dong dong dong.

A knock sounded on the door, followed by a sinister voice.

"Would you like to hear a ghost story from this humble Taoist priest? If you don't like it, you don't have to pay."

Feifei was so frightened that she hid behind Tang Xiaoyu, her hands and feet trembling.

Tang Xiaoyu wasn't afraid at all; instead, her eyes shone brightly. "I want to hear it! I'm just afraid you won't tell a good ghost story. Feifei, go open the door, and then you go out."

Feifei nodded in agreement, tiptoed to open the door, glanced at the old Taoist priest, and then ran out the door.

The old Taoist priest didn't care about Feifei's departure. He walked in shakily, closed the door behind him, and said in a sinister tone, "If the ghost story I tell is good, young master, just give me a few coins. If it's not good, then I don't need any money."

Tang Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Alright. Please sit down, old Taoist priest, and tell me slowly."

"Thank you, sir."

The old Taoist seemed very pleased that someone was willing to listen to his ghost stories on their first meeting. He sat down opposite Tang Xiaoyu, glanced around, and saw a mirror on the dressing table before smiling and saying, "Young master, are you ready? This humble Taoist is about to begin telling your story."

Wow.

Tang Xiaoyu poured herself a glass of wine and then poured another glass for the old Taoist priest. "I've loved listening to ghost stories since I was a child. Old Taoist priest, drink this glass of wine to moisten your throat before we continue."

"Alright."

The old Taoist priest raised his cup and drank a cup of wine before saying, "This story begins a hundred years ago. There was a large family in the north, and the patriarch of that family traveled thousands of miles to the Dayin Mountain to dig it up. It is said that the Dayin Mountain was a very ominous place, but the patriarch refused to believe in evil and insisted on digging it up."

Tang Xiaoyu narrowed her eyes. "This gentleman doesn't live near Dayin Mountain, so why would he travel all this way to dig up the mountain?"

The old Taoist priest spoke in a sinister tone, "I don't know about that. Perhaps that gentleman has great ambitions. He wants to do something big and make a name for himself in history."

Tang Xiaoyu said, "What the old Taoist priest said makes sense, but these are human stories. What about ghost stories? I have no interest in human stories."

The old Taoist chuckled and said, "Young master, don't be in such a hurry. Let me tell you the story. These thousands of miles of the Great Yin Mountain aren't so easy to dig. It took several years to dig them out. Later, the master's concubine came here with her entourage to visit..."

"..."

The old Taoist priest has passed away.

Tang Xiaoyu watched the old Taoist priest leave.

After hearing the ghost story, Tang Xiaoyu didn't say a word. Her face was pale and her hands and feet were trembling.

Among Old Tang's group, Tang Xiaoyu was the youngest, and as the saying goes, "a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger," so she was also the bravest. But after hearing this story, Tang Xiaoyu was trembling.

Large beads of sweat streamed down his cheeks.

She somewhat regretted coming here to hear this ghost story.

Very sorry.

Clang!

In a moment of carelessness, the teacup he was holding fell to the ground and shattered, spilling wine all over the floor.

Tang Xiaoyu, however, was completely unaware and continued to tremble all over.

Just then——

Squeak!

The door opened.

But Feifei walked in. Her face was even more terrified than Tang Xiaoyu's. She trembled as she approached, but collapsed to the ground after only a few steps, shivering and spitting blood from the corner of her mouth.

"Young master, something's wrong with my body, young master..."

The heart-wrenching plea finally pulled Tang Xiaoyu back to reality. She snapped out of her daze and looked at Feifei on the ground, "What's wrong with you?"

Feifei curled up on the ground, her hands and feet trembling violently. "It hurts so much, it hurts so much. I feel something moving in my abdomen."

Tang Xiaoyu finally realized something, "Were you just hiding outside the door listening to that ghost story?"

Feifei said, "Yes. I was about to leave, but for some reason, I suddenly became curious about this ghost story, and somehow I ended up hiding outside the door and listening to part of it. Young master, I feel very uncomfortable, please save me..."

"Don't be afraid, I'll help you."

Tang Xiaoyu quickly walked to Feifei's side, about to help Feifei up, but just as her hand was about to touch Feifei, she suddenly saw Feifei open her blood-red mouth and frantically pounce on her to bite.

Clang!

Tang Xiaoyu suddenly drew the soft sword hidden in his belt and beheaded the victim with a single stroke.

puff!

Feifei's head hit the ground, and blood gushed from the severed neck, splattering all over Tang Xiaoyu's face.

next moment--

puff!

Tang Xiaoyu felt a sweet taste in her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. She was so weak that she could barely stand and had to lean against the wall to keep herself steady.

It felt like something was wriggling in my abdomen.

Snapped.

Tang Xiaoyu bit her finger, made a hand seal, and pressed it hard against her abdomen. Then, she used her soft sword to carve out a piece of flesh from her abdomen. The piece of flesh was actually wriggling, like a baby.

Tang Xiaoyu immediately activated the Thunderclap Force, crushing the writhing flesh into powder.

Whoohoo!
Tang Xiaoyu quickly sat down cross-legged, circulated her qi and blood, and then cut out a piece of flesh from her abdomen and crushed it. Afterwards, she poured wine on the wound in her abdomen and tore off her sleeve to wrap the wound.

Seeing that the contractions in her abdomen had stopped, Tang Xiaoyu finally breathed a sigh of relief. "This ghost story is truly vicious. This isn't just a ghost story; it's clearly a powerful ghost curse. I've never seen such a powerful ghost curse before..."

"No, this is too serious. I need to tell Miss immediately!"

After saying that, Tang Xiaoyu leaned against the wall, enduring the excruciating pain, and staggered out of the room, muttering, "I absolutely can't come back to Chunfeng Tower. I have to tell the ghost story."

……

Meanwhile, the courtyard of Qingfu Residence was brightly lit, and Guo Ziyu was still sitting inside waiting.

Tang Tongshan was also nearby, looking very anxious. "Miss, my Xiaoyu isn't in her room. There are some clothes she's changed out of. I suspect she changed into men's clothes and secretly followed me to Chunfeng Tower."

Guo Ziyu felt a strong sense of unease, but said aloud, "Don't worry, although Xiaoyu is mischievous, she is still very thoughtful. Besides, Xiaoyu is proficient in magic arrays, so nothing bad will happen to her."

Eh.

Tang Tongshan sighed, "It's all my fault for spoiling this little sister. Ever since our parents passed away, I've always spoiled and indulged her, thinking that Xiaoyu has lost her parents' love since she was little. I never expected her to become such a naughty girl. After this, I can't spoil her like this anymore."

Guo Ziyu said, "It's good that you think that way. Let's talk about it again when Tang Qi and the others return."

Before long, Tang Qi and Chen Mo scaled the wall and hurriedly entered the central courtyard.

Tang Tongshan immediately went to greet them, "You're back! Have you seen my little fish?"

Tang Qi was taken aback: "Isn't Xiaoyu at home?"

Tang Tongshan explained the reason.

Tang Qi, however, was not as cheerful as usual. "Don't worry, Tongshan. Xiaoyu may not have gone to Chunfeng Tower. Perhaps she sneaked out to eat."

Tang Tongshan had no choice but to give up, and Guo Ziyu seized the opportunity to ask, "Have you seen that old Taoist priest?"

Tang Qi poured himself a glass of water, drank it all in one gulp, and then said, "I saw it. This is too eerie. I'm supposed to be from a prestigious family, yet I was terrified..."

Tang Qi recounted everything she had seen and heard along the way, and finally said, "Miss, tell me... how could there be such a strange ghost? It can live in a mirror? And it can even travel between mirrors. Moreover, it looks like a person, and I couldn't tell the difference."

Guo Ziyu and Tang Tongshan were also horrified when they heard this.

After a long while, Guo Ziyu finally spoke, "Did you hear that ghost story?"

Tang Qi said, "I originally wanted to hear it, but after seeing the old Taoist's shadowy figure, I felt something was wrong, so I didn't answer easily. I didn't hear that ghost story."

Guo Ziyu nodded. "We should be more cautious. Young Master Mo just said that there was a woman with a red veil in the mirror, and that she would come looking for you later?"

Chen Mo had a bad feeling, but he didn't hide it. "Yes."

Guo Ziyu frowned. "This is troublesome."

Chen Mo was stunned: "Why?"

Guo Ziyu said, "You're probably being targeted by that ghost. Who knows, it might actually come looking for you later."

Chen Mo: "..."

This is the first time I've seen a ghost up close. Is this all there is to it?

The monsters of this world are truly ruthless.

No wonder so many people were scared to death.

Isn't this just deliberately creating tension?

Guo Ziyu added, “However, Young Master Mo need not worry too much. Chunfeng Tower has existed for so many years, and I have never heard of any ghosts leaving Chunfeng Tower. I estimate that the ghost is probably trapped in Chunfeng Tower and cannot get out. Otherwise, that old Taoist would have left Chunfeng Tower long ago and gone around spreading ghost stories.”

After a moment's thought, Chen Mo said, "Miss Ziyu is very meticulous, and her deduction is reasonable. As long as I stop going to Chunfeng Tower, that ghost should not be able to find me."

Guo Ziyu said, "That's the initial assessment. But we can't be careless. Don't go home for the next few days, lest you bring the ghost home with you."

Chen Mo nodded in agreement.

Just then——

bump!
The courtyard gate was violently smashed open, and Tang Xiaoyu walked in, covered in blood.

"Little Fish, where have you been? Hey, how did you get hurt?" Tang Tongshan rushed out to greet him, but when he got closer he saw that Tang Xiaoyu was injured. He shouted, "Whoever hurt you, I'll go and chop up their whole family! I'm going to get an axe right now."

As he spoke, Tang Tongshan rushed into the room almost like a madman, grabbed a huge axe that was longer than an ordinary person's, and seemed determined to fight the other party to the death.

Tang Xiaoyu glared at him, her face pale, and said, "Don't cause trouble. Come in with me. I have something to say."

As she spoke, Tang Xiaoyu entered the room, took a couple of sips of water, and said, "Miss, this old Taoist priest at Chunfeng Tower is truly wicked."

Tang Qi was shocked: "You saw that old Taoist priest too?"

Tang Xiaoyu hummed in agreement. "I'm injured and weak, don't interrupt me. Listen to me, this is what happened..."

Everyone knew the situation was serious, so they didn't interrupt and gathered around to listen to Tang Xiaoyu.

Tang Xiaoyu recounted the whole story in detail, leaving everyone stunned.

Tang Qi exclaimed, "Little Fish, you're really brave! You actually dared to listen to that ghost story."

Guo Ziyu asked seriously, "What kind of ghost story is it?"

Tang Xiaoyu nodded and said, "The story goes like this. It all started a hundred years ago..."

Just as she started, Tang Xiaoyu suddenly felt a strong sense of discomfort, and then spat out a mouthful of blood, collapsing to the ground with a thud. Something was wriggling in her abdomen again.

"Don't come near me!"

Tang Xiaoyu cried out, then pinched a seal and pressed it against her abdomen, before using her soft sword to cut out another piece of flesh. She then tore off the other sleeve and used it to bandage the wound on her abdomen.

After this incident, Tang Xiaoyu became very weak. Tang Tongshan couldn't bear to look at her any longer and held her tightly in his arms.

Whoohoo!
Tang Xiaoyu gasped for breath, her voice weak as she said, "Miss, this is too eerie. I... I clearly heard this ghost story. But, but I can't say it! As soon as I try to speak, the demonic curse within me erupts, preventing me from speaking, and the curse is getting worse. Even with my noble lineage, it's difficult to resist this curse."

As she spoke, Tang Xiaoyu gripped Guo Ziyu's hand tightly, "Miss, how could such a thing happen? How could such a strange thing happen..."

The entire audience was horrified.

Even Miss Guo Ziyu, the leader of the group, was deathly pale. "What on earth is this little Chunfeng Pavilion? How could it harbor such a powerful ghost?"

"Miss, quick, go and fetch Master!!" Tang Xiaoyu said through gritted teeth before fainting.

"Little fish! Don't scare your brother." Even the giant Tang Tongshan couldn't help but shed tears at this moment.

Guo Ziyu examined Tang Xiaoyu's pulse and said, "Xiaoyu's body is filled with a powerful ghost curse, and I really can't do anything about it. However, Xiaoyu's aristocratic bloodline is still in effect, so she won't be in any immediate danger. Tongshan, don't panic. Take Xiaoyu back to her room. I'll find a way to inform Elder Tang."

After Tang Tongshan carried Tang Xiaoyu away, the living room fell into a deathly silence.

Guo Ziyu looked at Tang Qi, then at Chen Mo, and finally said, "Young Master Mo, you will need to inform Elder Tang."

Chen Mo agreed, "Where is Elder Tang?"

Guo Ziyu said, "Red Lantern Temple."

Chen Mo was momentarily stunned before realizing: So, when Old Tang mentioned being on duty, he meant being on duty at the Red Lantern Temple? Did that mean Old Tang was lurking in the Red Lantern Temple?
"I went to the Red Lantern Temple, how do I find Old Tang?"

Guo Ziyu said, "You are familiar with Shao Siming, so you should go find Shao Siming first. Ask Shao Siming to find a senior attendant named Lao Yangzi in the altar of the ancient pagoda."

Chen Mo was taken aback: "Old Tang is the head attendant of the Red Lantern Temple?"

This is absolutely amazing!

Even though Chen Mo knew that Tang Lao's hidden identity was not an ordinary position, he never expected that he would be the chief attendant of the Red Lantern Temple.

That's well hidden.

Guo Ziyu said, "Okay, you go quickly. Remember not to arouse Shao Siming's suspicion. Just tell him that Lao Yangzi's concubine is about to give birth, and tell him to hurry home."

(End of this chapter)