Chapter 937: Duan Ye
Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
âWhy not? I heard that there is a mass grave in the Qing Dynasty and it is filled with ghosts. However, that place will cause a person to lose their direction. Ordinary people canât enter, and generally, no one will go there.â
As she spoke, she noticed the youngster lowering his head, pretending he hadnât heard her and continued stuffing his mouth with chicken. Seeing this, Feng Jiu raised her eyebrows and her gaze shifted: âThat place is filled with all kinds of ghosts. But most of them are fierce ghosts, white clothes fluttering in the wind and white fangs baring. There are also blazing ghosts, so if you go at nightâŠâ
âAh! Donât say anymore, donât say anymore. My goosebumps are all raised now.â The youngster couldnât help but jumped up sharply and stared at Feng Jiu.
She looked at the youngster in astonishment: âOh? I thought you werenât afraid, thatâs why I told you this. Besides, they arenât even that powerful. The most horrible and powerful ones are the ghosts who have become ghost cultivators.â
âYou, youâve seen them before?â The baby-face youthâs face was filled with curiosity and fear at the same time.
âIâve seen them! Do you want to know more? I can tell you.â
Upon seeing the fear in the youngsterâs face and the curiosity in his eyes, she couldnât help but smile: âItâs daylight now so itâs okay. Nothing will happen. Itâs okay to talk about ghosts in the day, but better not to at night.â
âI suppose so, okay! Tell me more then, Iâm listening.â He sat back down and leaned against her.
Feng Jiu smiled when she saw this: âActually there are also good ghosts, itâs just that there are less of them around. Once I passed through a place and wanted to look for somewhere to stay the night as it had gotten dark, when I noticed that there was only one family around and found it odd, but I didnât think much of it and asked them for information. I saw there was a young childâŠâ
âWas the little child a ghost?â
âNo, the little child was not a ghost. But his grandfather, grandmother, father and mother were all ghosts. They were murdered, hence their spirits were unable to rest..âŠ.â
The flame lion that was stood by the side was a peak level sacred beast, hence his wisdom had emerged early. It just watched on as its master sat and listened to the young boyâs story.
After about a joss stickâs time had passed, something flashed across the flame lionâs line of sight and he turned sharply.
In the forest not too far away, Cloud Devouring was trotting back in little steps. He glanced at the flame lion and then went to its masterâs side.
âOh? Is this your pet?â
The youngster looked at the round beast, his eyes couldnât help but filled with scorn: âSuch a small beast canât even help you in battle. Why do you keep it around? This kind of beast is only suitable for women to keep for fun.â
Cloud Devouring glanced at him briefly, not giving him anymore attention. What a short sighted person.
Feng Jiu smiled lightly and stroked Cloud Devouringâs fur: âHeâs called Cloud Devouring and heâs my little beast. So? Isnât it cute, itâs round and furry. Doesnât it look like a cloud in the sky?â
âHmph, I donât see whatâs cute about it. We men donât like things like that.â He raised his chin and motioned: âLook at my beast. It is a sacred battle beast at its peak level. Its four hooves has fire with each step. Even without howling, it is an impressive beast.â
âSacred beast at its peak level, well, its strength is not low then.â She nodded and smiled.
He said smugly: âRight? I had ordered someone to catch this beast for me.â
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