After provoking the holy maiden of Miao territory, she was infected with a love curse.

After the interlude.

Han Ke explained his purpose.

Yin Huaixi readily agreed, and the two of them left the guesthouse together, carrying large and small bags.

"Huaixi, what's going on with your beautiful girlfriend?"

"I feel like there's something strange about the way she's talking. Is she cosplaying? She's got this old-fashioned, boyish vibe... Is she suffering from severe chuunibyou (middle school syndrome)?"

Yin Huaixi: "..."

Yin Huaixi: "Is my face pretty?"

Han Ke nodded honestly.

"It looks good."

"She's prettier than any of the female celebrities on TV! Wow, her face is so innocent and pure, she'd be perfect for a TV drama, playing the school beauty's first love!"

Hearing Han Ke's endless praise, Yin Huaixi almost couldn't help but laugh.

She continued, "If it looks good, then that's for sure; it's something you'd trade your brains for."

"She's a little mentally unstable, so don't provoke her."

"Sang Che also particularly likes to keep reptiles and cold-blooded animals."

Listening to Yin Huaixi talk about Sang Che, Han Ke thought of Sang Che's lifeless eyes and continued to ask, "Huaixi, where is Sang Che from?"

"Her accent was a bit strange; I couldn't even tell where she was from. It didn't sound like the way we speak."

This question really stumped Yin Huaixi. After a few seconds of thinking with her eyes lowered, Yin Huaixi secretly thought that something was wrong.

Sang Che is a female ghost who crawled out of a coffin; she doesn't have any ID card.

In this day and age, without an ID card, you can hardly move an inch.

After talking for a while, Han Ke saw that her friend did not answer, which puzzled her.

Han Ke: "Huai Xi, why aren't you replying to me? Does this involve privacy?"

Yin Huaixi shook her head and gave an awkward smile: "Sang Che is from a small place, a simple countrywoman. That place is a mountainous area."

"I don't know exactly where it is."

Hearing Yin Huaixi's tactful words, Han Ke seemed to understand perfectly.

These days, nobody wants to show their scars to outsiders, and she understands that.

Han Ke: "So, Huai Xi... how did you two meet?"

How on earth is she supposed to make this up?!

Yin Huaixi was truly helpless.

Could she say that she had only just met Sang Che, this female ghost?

After thinking for a long time, Yin Huaixi still didn't know how to hide it from Han Ke. Sometimes she even thought about just telling the truth directly.

Han Ke would probably think she's crazy, right?

Seeing that Yin Huaixi seemed lost in thought, Han Ke leaned closer and gently nuzzled her with her shoulder, whispering, "Huaixi, even if you don't tell me, I can guess what's going on."

Yin Huaixi: "?"

How did she manage to guess the general idea?

Han Ke's voice was tinged with laughter: "Huai Xi, you don't know, do you? You used to have that chivalrous complex, and you were especially kind to the girls in our class who were in trouble. Everyone had a little bit of a crush on you."

"You must have felt sorry for Sang Che because she was beautiful and pitiful, which led to your soft heart and the start of a romantic love story, right?"

Yin Huaixi: "..."

How come she never realized before that Han Ke was such a person who could overthink things?

...

They were left at the guesthouse again.

Sang Che curled up in the blanket where Yin Huaixi had slept, inhaling its scent, her ponytail disheveled.

"Hiss hiss hiss..."

A deep, hoarse voice came from underground, passing through the wood and reaching Sang Che's ears.

That's Xiaoya's voice.

Sang Che got out of bed, slowly squatted down on the ground, bent her index and middle fingers, knuckles down, and tapped the ground.

"Knock knock...knock knock..."

Some are long, some are short.

Sang Che responded to Xiao Ya'er.

Even when the Han Chinese dynasty ruled the country a thousand years ago, there was a household registration system.

Sang Che knew from the group of uniformed "police officers" he saw that night that they were the constables from before.

In the past, Miao people who wanted to enter Han Chinese cities also had to go through procedures and were strictly inspected by officials and soldiers.

The same is true today.

Every time Sang Che wakes up from the coffin, he not only divines whether Yin Huaixi has been reincarnated, but also gives advice to the village chief and clan leader of the Miao village on how to proceed in the future.

Even after a thousand years, Sang Che remains in Sheng Miao's heart a saintly maiden favored by the gods.

Little Tooth disappeared because Sang Che ordered it to go to the chief of the Miao village and have the chief complete all the necessary procedures and a flawless identity for her.

Now that Little Tooth has returned to deliver the message, the matter must have been resolved.

Sang Che only needs to wait for the clan leader to come.

Sang Che didn't know when Huai Xi would return, and he wanted Yin Huai Xi to stay by her side to help confirm what was missing.

...

Miao village.

The man who served as the village chief kept wiping the fine sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief. He slumped in his chair, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

"Dad, my brothers said Grandpa will be here soon, why the rush?"

The girl took off her headphones. She wasn't wearing the elaborate Miao ethnic costume, which they now only wear during important festivals and celebrations.

The middle-aged man glanced at her and sighed, "Yingzi, do you remember the story your father told you before... about the saintess?"

"Now that giant crimson serpent... has really come knocking on our door!"

The man originally thought this was just one of the many legends in the Miao village and didn't take it to heart. Now, the tourism industry in the Miao village is developing very well, and the Miao people can make a living without having to go out to work.

He never stopped these bizarre rumors, and it was precisely because of these incredible stories that tourists flocked to the area.

Otherwise, with just this little bit of Miao village scenery, how could we possibly keep so many tourists?

The girl was stunned when she heard this.

"Dad...you mean, the rumors about the Moon River are true!"

The scenic area has actually approached the people in the Miao village many times, hoping to develop the Moon River, a particularly beautiful place, into a tourist attraction with a paid admission fee.

However, the clan chief always disregarded the rules passed down from his ancestors, and even if the other party offered an exorbitant price, he dared not give in.

Just a few days ago, the scenic area even talked to him and put pressure on him, insisting that he agree to sign the scenic area's contract.

The middle-aged man nodded.

"That giant snake was practically alive. It could write Chinese characters with its tail... It said... said that the Holy Maiden had awakened and needed identification."

The thought of the crimson snake writing words in the sand with its tail made the middle-aged man gasp for breath, as if he were about to die.

Fortunately, the large red snake showed no hostility towards him. After finishing writing, the snake hid in the grass and left in a hurry, clearly having a mission to complete.

The girl asked incredulously, "The Holy Maiden... needs identification to awaken?"

She had just finished reciting it.

The door of the stilted house was then pushed open.

The old man with white hair and a headscarf was followed by an old woman dressed in Miao indigo clothing.

"dad!"

"You've finally arrived!"

The white-haired old man ignored the middle-aged man's attempt to greet him, instead cautiously looking at the old woman beside him. Leaning on his cane, he bowed and humbly asked, "Lady Sangzi, can you confirm whether the giant crimson serpent my son spoke of is the spirit pet kept by the Holy Maiden?"

The old woman, addressed as "Lord Sangzi," closed her eyes. The thick, black centipede coiled around her wrist was trembling and crawling back.

Countless slender legs made the silver ornaments on Sangzi's sleeves clang loudly.

Sang Zi opened her eyes and said with utmost sincerity, "It is indeed the aura of the Holy Maiden."

She reached out her aged hand to soothe the giant centipede, her eyes faintly filled with excitement as she looked at the crowd.

"Only the pure blood of Chi You flowing through the Holy Maiden can instill fear in the numerous Gu worms."

"We should welcome the Holy Maiden back to Miao territory."

Sang Zi said this.

Everyone present was astonished.