The Goddess 5 (1436)

e was covered in scratches, her cheeks almost raw from being clawed by the cat."Is there still any hope for her" I hesitated to ask.Mù Wǎn Chén turned back and asked me, “Do you want to save her”This…...Ach

I had the wind at my back, watching the disheveled and flustered Archie, I asked with some anger, "What have you gotten yourself into!"

Archie stammered, opened his mouth and didn't know how to explain to me. He hugged his head and squatted in the corner behind the door frame, mumbling: "This really isn't my fault... I, I open the door to do business, how would I know what this mysterious man was like He gave me a deposit and then told me what to do. After I went to see it, I backed out! But he kept staring at me!"

I frowned and asked, "What do you mean"

Did Archie receive the deposit from someone

"No, no, no, I didn't refuse! He just threw a whole box of money at me. We businessmen can't push money outward, and besides, I didn't even know what his commission was at the time. He just said a few words... I think this man has magic… I can't remember what he looked like now, but when I saw him, I knew he was back!"

After I went to that funeral home, I didn't want to take this job anymore! I felt like it was something ordinary people shouldn't do! But...this mysterious person seems to have stuck with me! He said since I took the deposit, I had to fulfill the contract, or else—

Boom... A sudden cloud of dust and flying debris rose up ahead.

“AAAAAAAAAA! Miss, please save me! I really didn't provoke him! It was this man who pestered me! I… I don't even know why... Oh, right, he seems to have taken the business cards from my table. Those business cards are basically all relatives of our family! You must save us!” Archie huddled his head and scurried away.

My eyelids twitched. Could it be that the mysterious person was really at my doorstep

My brother's business card, Archie, definitely has it. And basically all of our Mu family are involved in the yin and yang business, so everyone involved is a member of the Mu family.

“They’re here, how much deposit did you take Spit it out now! I’m going to check things out front. If you swallowed the money and got us in trouble, I won’t save you!” My eyelids jumped nervously and a bad feeling crept over me.

This village was usually peaceful because most of its inhabitants were relatives, and the rest were descendants of the patriarch's friends and subordinates from back in the day. Naturally, they had a sense of obedience and awe towards the patriarch, so very few people would make a fuss or cause trouble in the village. The sudden commotion startled everyone in the village.

This gust of wind and smoke appeared suddenly, it couldn't have been caused by an ordinary person.

Most of the Mu family, young and old, live here. The best way is to find a way to divert the visitors.

I ran to the front hall, the whole mansion was empty. Auntie Zhang had fallen at the threshold of the flower hall.

She wasn't ordinary; once unconscious, she looked quite strange. At this moment, she was sprawled on the threshold, her upper body seemingly broken and pressed against the ground. I didn't have time to be afraid, so I reached out to help her up.

Her body was soft and light, like a feather. As soon as I touched her, she seemed to be jolted with electricity. She suddenly raised her hand and head, startling me.

"Miss!!" She grabbed my wrist, her voice panicked. "The Young Master took Yu Gui and You Nan to the back mountain to hide from trouble, your husband seems to have met his match! I saw Yin soldiers with my own eyes—"

Jiang Qiyun's nemesis!

"Where did my brother take the kids to hide" I asked anxiously.

"There's a place on the back mountain——" Auntie Zhang quickly winked at me, because Ach, this scaredy-cat, was also stumbling over to us. Auntie Zhang didn't dare explain further.

Behind the mountain there is a pavilion, which looks like a place where a gentry family would go for a picnic or to sweep their ancestors' tombs. However, under the stone table there is a secret passage leading to the cellar of the backyard and a tomb within a tomb - a pit full of bleached bones.

In the early days, the grandfather used this method to deal with his enemies who were still harboring resentment or his treacherous subordinates. Once you went down here, you could only reach the White Bone Pit. You would see the treasure cave right in front of you, but you wouldn't be able to climb back up. The internal passageways connecting the tombs could only be accessed from a one-way switch on the side of the tomb. If you tried to forcefully open it with explosives, you would end up burying yourself alive inside.

These are what my grandfather told my brother. He said that although it is a peaceful era now, we who walk in the world of yin and yang inevitably encounter demons and unpredictable people. Remember that while this place may be a graveyard, it is also a refuge out of necessity, and it is not without the possibility of escape.

I live in a time of peace and prosperity, I don't really understand the importance of "air raid shelters." Why is my brother taking two kids to such an emergency shelter

On one side, Jiang Qiyun was in the front courtyard. On the other, my brother was leading the two children to hide in the back mountains. I hesitated for a moment. Seeing Aqi approaching, I immediately told Aqi to look after Auntie Zhang and stay inside the house.

Then, he ran past the screen wall toward the gate.

"Little Empress, Little Empress..." From inside the satchel, Ada and Meng felt a chill. They popped out of their little bag.

"What's wrong" I stopped at the door.

"Let's go to the back mountain to find Elder Brother and Little Fairy Emperor. Although we can't help, we can deliver messages," Ameng said.

"Okay." I immediately put the two small lotus root pieces on the ground, and they quickly "climbed over mountains and ridges" running backwards.

I secretly opened a crack in the door. Outside, a sinister aura filled the air, obscuring the sun. My grandfather had hurriedly taken my great-grandfather to his house for shelter. I glanced around and saw that every household in the village had hung red lanterns.

People might think this is festive, but it's actually a dangerous signal for the family, like how my house uses a special red string to hang a bell in the courtyard to ward off evil spirits.

At this moment, as Jiang Qiyun summoned the underworld soldiers, the light from the red lanterns became dim and obscure. The lanterns closest to Old Tai's house faintly emitted a green glow.

In the open space before the gate and across the fields, hundreds or even thousands of phantom soldiers were arrayed, waiting with bated breath. Jiang Qiyun removed his disguise, clad in a black robe as dark as ink, his wide sleeves swirling like clouds.

The air crackled with a sinister energy, his sleeves and robes billowing as if pregnant with power.

Shadow soldiers stood in formation behind and around him. In the center of the formation stood a man whose face was obscured.

Actually, it's not that I couldn't see clearly. Here, I can see that the man has pulled his hat low, covering his eyes, only revealing his nose, lips, and chin.

Cold and aloof.

He remained silent, subtly tilting his head to observe the surging dark energy. Jiang Qiyun's aura grew even colder, like a glacial chill. The two of them seemed locked in a tense standoff.

I nervously peeked through the crack in the door, not daring to breathe. The soldier guarding the entrance seemed to sense my fear and gave me a sliver of space. I could see Jiang Qiyun standing there with his sword drawn.

He said faintly, “...I wonder why the Huangquan Formation couldn't summon you. It turns out that the scouts and demon kings who break through from the mortal realm are nothing but your pawns...”

What, what

Suddenly, a picture flashed in my mind.

Black clouds hang ominously, as if the sky itself is about to topple. The demons that were unraveled by the magic are dragged into the underworld by the Huangquan Formation. But a chariot, speeding like lightning, however...

Desolate.ade lock to imprison this box, there must be a reason.”Does language have power like a spell, like sesame opening the door"What kind of unlocking spirit language would Na Mu Wan Chen use You guys fro...