Chapter Twenty-Four: A Fateful Encounter

  "Ahh!" A loud cry, Guisheng fell to the ground again. His eyes gazed up at Guiyan and Guihun with an extremely resentful look.

  The ghost glanced away, pretending to drink tea. The ghost then helplessly lowered its head, hands pressed against its forehead, and finally let out a sigh.

  "Ghost birth, you want to let go of your hands and attack." The ghost said.

  "But..." Guisheng was about to speak when Luorui interrupted him.

  "Guī shēng, xiǎo qīng dōu bù néng jiāng wǒ rú hé, nǐ gèng bù xū yào dān xīn, lái ba, fàng kāi shǒu jiǎo." Luò rǎng gǔ lì dào.

  "Soul, go buy some ingredients." The ghost eye suddenly said with a smile.

  "Good." I didn't understand why Master would dismiss himself, but he must have had his reasons. The ghost nodded cleverly and turned to leave.

  "Oni is born." After the ogre's spirit left, a serious expression began to appear on Oni's face.

  "Master." It's rare to see Master looking like this now. Generally, when he has such an expression, it means that what he is going to say next is extremely important.

  "Ghost Birth, I've always had high expectations for you, but I should be more lenient with you. However, as your senior brother, you should be the one to shield and protect your junior sister, not the other way around. What if Master is no longer here one day and your junior sister encounters danger again? Master knows you're a kind child and doesn't want your hands stained with blood, but some things don't go as planned, and eventually, you'll have to face them yourself. Ghost Birth, think about it carefully." With that, Ghost Eye turned and left.

  The ghost quietly got up and returned to his own room.

  On the other side, a ghost emerged from the forest and came into town.

  The ghost had been familiar with the people in the town since he was a child, and even the milk he drank as a child was fed to him by different people from east and west. Even his cooking skills were suitable for the people in the town to learn. So when the ghost arrived at the town, everyone greeted him warmly and chatted with him.

  The ghosts also asked one by one, and then selected the ingredients they needed. Of course, everyone was half-selling and half-giving away, and in a short while, the ghost's basket was filled with ingredients. After strolling around for a while, feeling that the time was almost up, they prepared to leave.

  At this moment, a person appeared in front of the ghost: Mo Changqing.

  Chang Qingzi stood in the middle of the road, holding a white fan in his hand, smiling at the ghost.

  The ghost, no matter how dull, knew that Zhang Qingzi was deliberately staying here to wait for him. If it were up to the ghost's nature, he would have ignored him and turned around to leave. But this time was slightly different, the ghost furrowed his brow, stood still thinking for a moment, and then walked towards Zhang Qingzi.

  Chang Qingzi's smile grew even wider, and he slightly pointed his fan upwards, indicating a small wine loft. The owner of the wine loft was someone the ghost was familiar with, the same person who had taught him culinary skills. This time, the ghost did not hesitate and followed Chang Qingzi upstairs.

  As soon as the door of the elegant room upstairs was opened, the ghost hesitated for a moment, and there was another person inside the room at this time.

  "Don't be so nosy!" Yin Huan Yue said coldly as soon as she heard the door open, but when she saw the ghost standing outside, she swallowed back what she was about to say.

  "Come, sit here." Chang Qingzi didn't seem to feel the awkward atmosphere and directly pulled the ghost down to sit.

  "Mo Changqing, what's going on?" The ghost asked directly.

  "Don't you think we're quite fated, running into each other here?" Chang Qingzi said with a smile.

  What a coincidence, the ghost in my heart has been wanting to scold someone for a long time. Just now, on that white fan below, there were clearly several words written with Ling Qi that only people who catch ghosts can see: "There's good stuff." For those who catch ghosts, good things refer to Ling Qi, which means there are things that can accelerate the cultivation of Ling Qi or increase it. It's what I and Gui Sheng need most right now.

  "Speak." Yin Huan Yue already knew Chang Qing Zi's intention and directly opened his mouth coldly.

  "It seems you've already agreed to join forces, that's good. After all, we've cooperated once before, and it was relatively smooth. " Chang Qingzi smiled and said, then changed the subject: "I found an ancient tomb, I couldn't take it down alone, need help. We'll split it equally afterwards."

  "What is the scale of the ancient tomb? Approximately how long has it existed? Is it ownerless?" The ghost asked three questions in a row.

  "When shall we set off?" Yīn Huàn Yuè said coldly.

  "The scale is unknown, and the time is only over a hundred years, but it's ownerless. The next day, early in the morning, I will wait for you all outside the town." Chang Qingzi smiled and replied one by one.

  Yin Huan Yue didn't say another word and directly stood up, pushed open the door of the room and left.

  The ghost was just about to leave when Chang Qingzi called out to her. "Ghost."

  "Anything wrong?"

  "Profit comes with risk, I'm saying this, do you understand?" Chang Qingzi smiled.

  "I understand, because every time I meet you, whether there's profit or not, the risk is always considerable." The ghost said calmly and then stood up to leave.

  "Mudan." Chang Qingzi suddenly shouted.

  Mù Yú suddenly appeared at the door of the room, and after entering, he closed the door and asked: "Young master, what's going on?"

  "Do you think I, this young master, am infinitely charming?" Chang Qingzi said.

  "Ah?" Mu Ya exclaimed in surprise.

  "You see, as soon as I made a move, they obediently followed me to explore that ancient tomb," said Chang Qingzi.

  "Your Highness."

  "Really?"

  "This matter has nothing to do with your charm, it's mainly about benefits! Benefits!" Mu Ya emphasized the word "benefits" when he said it.

  "You say, when the time comes, should I use them as bait?" Chang Qingzi suddenly asked.

  "Then you won't be able to find anything fun later on, and we'll go back to that..."

  "Enough." Chang Qingzi said, "If they are really too weak, then I won't bother. After all, the weak do not have the qualifications to survive." As he spoke, his tone gradually cooled down. If ghosts saw Chang Qingzi's current appearance, they would be extremely surprised. It was no longer the gentle smile that hung on his face every day, but an icy face. His originally soft and delicate complexion had also become cold and stern. The aura around him suddenly became deep and unfathomable, like the breath of someone who had been in a high position for a long time.

  But this change lasted for a short while and then disappeared. Moreover, except for Mugen, no one saw it.

  ……

  "It's an ancient tomb, it's not bad to go and experience it. Tonight I will unseal your and Gui Sheng's spiritual power, tomorrow you can stabilize it." Guī Yǎn said with a smile.

  "Ah, who gave birth to him?" The ghost said.

  "It's all right, let him think it over carefully," said Gui Yan.

  "I'll send the meal over." The ghost took the meal and came to the house where Guisheng lived, lightly knocked on the door, and placed the meal in front of the door.

  Before long, Gui Sheng took the dishes in. This was an unspoken agreement that had been going on for years, especially when Gui Sheng locked himself in his room to practice spells, the ghost would place the food in front of the door.

  The ghost in the house stared at the food with his eyes, slowly becoming determined.