Chapter 5 Crazy Seventh Grandfather

  But the question just now is still turning in my mind? Is it not his intention to choose a pure yin woman as a tribute every year? It seems that a person who can only be in this small building, how can he force the imperial court to choose a concubine for him every year. What was the cause of his death? Why was he trapped here? Who is the one who killed him with such extreme methods? What is their purpose?

  The current Emperor Xuan Yuan has seven sons. The eldest son was banished to the border for offending the national teacher, the fourth son is uneducated and untalented, the fifth son is the current crown prince, the sixth son is only ten years old, and the seventh son drowned in a river at the age of eight.

  So Xuan Yuan is either the second or third son of the current emperor?

  But this good prince, why would he end up like this, dead here, and in such a cruel way. He said he used to be the crown prince, if so, it should be easy to find out his identity, unfortunately I grew up in the Left Prime Minister's small courtyard, I'm not very familiar with these political figures.

  After finishing the meal, standing outside the house and looking at the empty space outside, those bamboos seemed to be afraid of something and stopped growing around it, surrounding this place with a round empty space. Only some wild grass grew on the empty space, nothing else.

  "Why was it me?" That night, the King of Ghosts chose his queen, so many girls rushed into this haunted house, why did only I stay behind, why was I chosen by him?

  "Because you are the only woman in ten years who is willing to sleep in my coffin!" Xuanyuan Mu's voice came from inside the house.

  Back in Kyoto, the top priority is still filling up my stomach. The oni's head doesn't need to eat, but I, a living person, do.

  I soon found out the address of Crazy Qiye, the largest casino on Kyoto's main street was his, because he especially liked the ghostly technique of Xuan Huang, and studied it to the point of madness, so someone gave him a nickname "Crazy Qiye".

  I still dressed as a man, entered the casino, and only then did I realize how lively it was inside. Growing up in the Zuo Mansion since childhood, except for following the old servant to buy vegetables on the street, I had never been to such a place before.

  Soon I knew the size of the bet and the way to throw the dice, and joined in. I pressed the yellow paper in my hand upwards, then looked at the reaction of the opposite gambler.

  "What the heck is this, are you looking for death?!" Several burly men from the other side had already charged over.

  It's not that I'm not afraid, but if I want to find Crazy Qiye, this is the only way.

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  "I cleared my throat and said, 'This is the ancestral heirloom of my family's Ascension Chart. It can't be used to suppress anyone, no matter how big or small they are! If it can't be used, then I'll just take it back. After all, we haven't even started yet!' With that, I took back the yellow paper."

  "Nonsense! We're all genuine and honest here, if you cause any more trouble I'll have you sent to the authorities."

  "Gold and silver, I have them!" I stretched out my hand, pulled out a gold ingot from my bosom, threw it onto the table, and sat down.

  "I want to see Crazy Qi, discuss a business deal with him. If he's pleased, I'll send a large sum of gold his way." My heart is racing like a drum, I'm really afraid these big men won't be reasonable and will come at me swinging, how can this weak woman be their match?

  At this time, a steward rushed over and saw that there were as much as ten taels of gold on the table. He couldn't help but be dazzled by the sight and smiled with his mouth closed. "Young master, please come in!" he said, reaching out to pick up the golden hairpin on the table.

  Before long, the housekeeper ushered in an old man with a white beard.

  That old man wore a Taoist robe, holding a Buddhist rosary in his hand, walking with a swaggering gait, looking very dignified.

  "Who has the Ascension Picture? This is the first time I've heard of such a thing in this world."

  "It's me, old man!" I stood up.

  "Bring the map here, let me take a look?" Crazy Qi Ye sat down with a flick of his sleeve.

  I handed over the yellow paper in my hand.

  Feng Qiye held it in his hand, looking at it again and again. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly stood up and threw the yellow paper on the ground. "This... this is a thing of great evil energy. How did you get it?"

  "It's an heirloom, very precious. If you don't understand it, then don't talk nonsense. My grandfather said before he passed away that if I focus on studying this map, I can ascend to heaven and become immortal." I pretended to be very distressed as I picked up the yellow paper.

  "Nonsense, I've cultivated the Tao for a lifetime and still don't know what that is? This is a suppression talisman, specifically used to suppress the physical body of someone who died unjustly. And this talisman is red, it must have been made with virgin blood. As long as the physical body has passed ten years, the flesh and soul trapped inside will never be reborn..."

  I rushed towards the black bamboo forest with the talisman I had copied in red ink, ten years? If I remembered correctly, Xuan Yuan Mu said that he had been dead for ten years, so was it still possible for him to recover his body?

  Back in the small building, I rushed to the second floor and pushed open the coffin lid with force. Inside, there were only five wooden boxes, but no head was found.

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  "Xuanyuan, where are you? Xuanyuan, where are you?" I shouted loudly.

  That head suddenly appeared in front of me: "How is it, missing me for a day?"

  I shook my head, took a step back, and felt a flush on my face: "No, that... I showed the picture I copied to Master Qiye, he said... Ah, have you been dead for ten whole years? Or not yet?"

  I found myself extremely nervous, as if the box contained not someone else's corpse, but mine.

  "There's still two days!" Xuan Yuan replied mysteriously.

  I let out a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground, only now realizing that I had been overly tense about his matter. But thinking again, if he didn't have a complete corpse, having just a head to scare me every day would be unbearable. It's better to help him fulfill his wish as soon as possible, so I can be set free sooner.

  I repeated what the crazy Seventh Master said and asked him, "Only by finding the blood of one hundred pure Yang men can this curse be lifted, but there are only two days left, how is it possible to find one hundred pure Yang men."

  "Go find King Xuan Yuan Qi and tell him you're my queen. If he doesn't believe you, show him this and have him bring back the blood of 100 pure Yang men within two days!" Xuan Yuan Mu looked at the coffin.

  I looked into the coffin and saw a lump of dry black stuff in the corner, which was what Xuan Yuan Mu had asked me to show to Fourth Master. I picked it up and curiously asked: "What is this?"

  "A kitten's corpse!"

  I was so scared that I threw the dried corpse in my hand to the ground, and this small black ball turned out to be a kitten. Why did Xuan Yuan Wu want me to hold the cat's body to find the Fourth Prince? This is too...

  I haven't eaten for two meals, and I've gone hungry all night. In the morning, there's still nothing to eat. I feel like I have no strength in my body, but I still need to go out. I must be back before dark. I don't want to compete with those evil things again.