The crimson tide stopped its advance upon this village, day after crimson day, until it had finally co to an end.
The congregation of good, though not completely devoured by evil, persisted in a fragile balance. Evil, although not prevailing, still held the upper hand over good in the battle.
The unceasing confrontation with God Granny involved not just Chu Qing, Ma Li, Feng Hai Ping, and Cui Zheng Ping; they were the true face of the second act in this drama.
Only by resisting the relentless evil thoughts could one hope to fend off the invasion.
But after enduring such imnse sorrow, the purest of hearts wished to completely engulf all goodness, refusing to bring forth death and calamity.
This life possessed both demonic thoughts and benevolent ones.
This new life erged as a formidable congloration, ford from all the people who had drowned in the heart of the lake.
"Could it be that she is the result of the collective evil mories created by us – those who have God Granny etched within us, even though the others, Chu Qing, Zhao Kuan, Feng Hai Ping, Bo Feng... even if they said she is but a sign of our good intentions? After all, God Granny passed away earlier than I rember."
Said White Mist, revealing the greatest mystery:
"God Granny was indeed dead, my brother... our opposition was in vain, for evil prevails, not God Granny."
"Then shouldn’t God Granny have been the first to be slain? If this is so, then why does this concentrated mass of vengeful spirits exist? What about God Granny, if such is the case?"
"No... Feng Hai Ping, Zhao Kuan, Bo Feng have all died within , a mory that spans over a thousand years. We are in the shroud of spirits by Divine Lake."
"Could it be that we are mories within God Granny?"
White Mist posed one last question, filled with doubt:
Such a tragic scene spurred on the birth of an anomaly, casting a shadow over the superstitious village from seven hundred years ago.
Divine Lake, the haunted waters, and God Granny still existed, just as did the families of Cui, Feng, Zhao, and Zhu.
It was utterly inevitable.
"In the end, Cui Zheng Ping... he took his own life and leapt into the lake, overwheld by an imnse guilt and sorrow. But wasn’t this the most horrifying mory for him, when I watched from behind a paper figure, hidden behind a stone head? Wasn’t his sorrow gone by then? It seed as though the very quake that brought the city to ruins never stopped for him."
God Granny had confided the secret of the stone heads to Cui Zheng Ping, after the demise of the Zhao and Zhu families.
Cui Zheng Ping’s negative emotions were an irresistible lure for God Granny, almost like the deepest, most delicious sustenance for these sorrows.
"Cui Zheng Ping’s cries went on without ceasing, directed at his father’s connection to such heart-wrenching despair. Scared to death, Cui Zheng Ping realized that he was cursing himself."
But those talismans were nothing but trickery and deceit... in truth, God Granny had nothing to do with those supposed redies.
Even Er Leipu, with his own eyes, had been deceived; White Mist realized this was the reason for the oddity of the crimson incidents.
It was those words of God Granny that made up the talismans.
"They helped a family to flee from death by being pasted over their whole body... but in the end, Chu Qing and Zhao Kuan, this miserable pair of mandarin ducks, drowned, sinking into the lake. And Old Plank, despite being new to the curse, already transford by it, would instruct both Chu Qing and Zhao Kuan to be sacrificed to Divine Lake by the villagers, all because God Granny was caught heading to the stone heads. It’s very ironic, really; this whole disaster is her doing, yet she reaps the gratitude of the villagers."
"Such a curse takes root deep within a person, it won’t just dissipate."
"God Granny didn’t need to be afraid of Stonehead anymore. And Stonehead... went after these two figures. God Granny used them both – with Chu Qing and Zhao Kuan still alive. The secret of Stonehead began to take form around God Granny, and even before Feng Hai Ping died, he managed to wrest this secret from her."
And finally, the ultimate resolution to this tragedy arrived right here.
God Granny... in this otherworldly realm, she totally
She was the divine spirit residing in the world because, for that very reason, not even Erleipu had seen her, much less
All those God Granny’s disguises of her true self with the veil of wealth, reputation, so-called. From head to tail, God Granny used fear as her tool, from the stone head
This also could attract the origin of evil because negative emotions are
But negative emotions are indeed a kind of addiction with regard to evil, though so say negative emotions are not necessarily essential for their survival, that evil entities don’t rely on human emotions to live, much less negative emotions
"If it could take negative emotions to engender feelings of fear in the villagers... leading to sorrow and despair, bringing them extre joy, that’s the nature of God Granny’s actions, a kind of wisdom, so to speak... then this could be understood,"
the white mist continued:
Red Yin never imagined that the white mist could guess so much.
"Is God Granny a kind of wise evil creature, moreover, grotesquely deford? Why did I previously see her legs as not good, but now upon seeing, her legs are not good... and is different, changing? And God Granny is at a different place from where people can’t see,"
Chu Qing would have been able to explain everything about God Granny’s movents... but like this suddenly
White Mist had never thought of this one point, which without a doubt was a huge revelation from this piece of information
"But this mory fragnt... it’s all just for deceiving us, from seven hundred years ago. She changed into evil, aside from Divine Lake and Stone Head, and there were still God Granny. Although she is still indeed a human in this mory, but her,"
"Has she not already transford... is that what you an?"
White Mist asked in astonishnt:
"If she is still human... at least not definitively,"
Red Yin shook her head, saying:
"God Granny was absolutely not a person who could just be nailed into a coffin; she didn’t have the ans to be taken to Divine Lake from Bo Feng’s house..."
White Mist felt this was not quite right in his mind:
"What about God Granny?"
"Because Bo Feng had already sunk into the lake with the coffin, and since the Zhao Family didn’t see Bo Feng on the second morning, clearly,"
"There must have been soone who nailed the coffin shut in the middle of the night, but not necessarily... Water ghosts are scary, and it would let the Zhao Family avoid the evil ghost’s fatal claim, continuing on, and perhaps evading a false death. Bo Feng intended to tell the Zhao Family... hiding in the coffin and lying still."
she said, her tone carrying a sob:
Although what Red Yin recounted during this ti was extraordinary suffering, it should originally have been a shocking turn, but
Bo Feng wanted the Zhao Family to believe in the stone head as the disaster and not, but he turned it to his advantage by using a sealed faith, but direct accusations from the Zhao Family were not forthcoming, and indeed, a sealed faith could not be taken
White Mist had to admit that Bo Feng was a wise man
"It’s just a form, just an appearance; all the rites are to allow people to feel, it’s convenient to let people feel the rite. Rite is just a form of action, a form, that was handed down by our ancestors. I will just stay inside the coffin, positioned on top for one day, so that people will believe this kind of true act could co into use. As a part of generations that have taken responsibility for village funerals, for his own understanding of life,"
Because they regarded the dead with great respect and it wasn’t because of superstitious belief, he did these seemingly pointless actions, Bo Feng truly was a wise man
"If so, then what should I do? Don’t Zhu Jin and Zhao Kuan feel very reasonable? If like this, I don’t just self-destruct without resistance, saying it’s a curse, a hex, yet I didn’t die, so if the black water ghost that looks like appears, as a lonely old man, I, Bo Feng, would say,"
Although it should always be painful to deal with the death of a good person, Red Yin
"Feng Hai Ping listened to everything Bo Feng had described about Erleipu village and its tragic events that had led to the Zhao Family curse," he said. "Although Zhao Jiankun was alive and well, it’s hard to believe that just reversing the letters in his na could have prevented the disaster from befalling their household; much less is it credible that it was the curse itself haunting him."
"Bo Feng acted as one of the village elders overseeing funerals, having witnessed many deaths, and he also sensed that these people’s deaths were not just the product of the curse at play in this world... things were changing," he said.
After the marriage incident between Zhao Jiankun and Zhu Jing was resolved, they began preparations for the Zhao family’s funeral rites. Old Plank was sohow linked to Bo Feng Hai at that ti, and Chu Qing and Ma Li were also involved with this event, he said.
This was the start of the tragedy.
"If Zhao Jiankun keeps his sorrow to himself without convincing the villagers that he doesn’t believe in the God Granny; if he doesn’t tell anyone that he is cursed if God Granny denies it, that would be an unthinkable anguish for Zhao Jiankun,"
For these newcors, perhaps it was an unimaginable pain at that ti.
But that day, during the two-person worship, there was a sighting of a strange black object playing a suona in a corner.
They had beco recognized as cursed by the God Granny, and no one dared to offer their wedding blessings to this couple.
Zhao Jiankun and Zhu Jing were the only living mbers of the two major families left in the town, following the Zhu family’s subsequent string of untily deaths. Zhu Jing and Zhao Jiankun’s wedding proceeded without any external participation.
The appearance of a white mist at their wedding was more than just a celebration; in this first act, it signified sothing more profound within the Zhao family’s household.
The Divine Lake reflected a great fire at the Zhao family’s ho...
"But Zhu Jing wanted to tell Zhao Jiankun everything since they were still alive after both families had suffered a great disaster; Zhao Jiankun and Ma Li were indeed checking the layout of the house, yet there was no point. The God Granny said he was cursed, implying that terrible things would befall him," she said.
The white mist dry coughed a couple of tis...a ga that entertained thoughts of the dead, ah.
Yin Hong wore this strange jointed bone necklace, a very unusual sight, even when ntioning this event.
It was rather strange that he didn’t ever know whether it was real life or a spirit world, a distinct ti and space, but he found himself in a rush to catch up...
Zhu Jing’s little sister could not imagine eting boonɔ du senses anyti she wanted since it was just a ga, she thought, and she had no way of knowing that Yin Hong also had her own peculiar thoughts.
Yin Hong listened to the odd talk in the white mist.
"How could you possibly just say yes to marrying any other woman, big brother?" Zhu Jing’s little sister questioned. "Isn’t Zhao Jiankun rely behaving oddly...He doesn’t just run off to soone else’s bridal chamber right after saying a couple of words like Big Brother usually does. Moreover, in reality, your big brother had experienced so much more after that incident... and discovered a stone with the head of Zhu Jing’s little sister on it, but she wasn’t hard."
Yin Hong continued to recount the history of the villagers below.
He needed to know what White Mist had said, given the serious nature of the situation.
It was astonishing that the God Granny could comb a small girl’s hair until she could feel the pear blossom rain, let alone imagine what White Mist could think of this.
At first, she just trusted the God Granny in the sa naive way, which made it easy for Yin Hong to believe all these fringe thoughts.
Yin Hong was still very powerful, as friendly and close to her as ever.
"Who can be a hundred percent sure of themselves when they see God Granny during these monts? If you’re not standing from the perspective of a deity, this is just a real mory after all," she thought. "Can you really act as a harbinger of misfortune?"
The whole village felt uneasy, having suffered bizarre intrusions during the past half a year.
She had witnessed Bo Feng Feng Hai making his own coffin out of fear of an untily death, seen young hunters of the town also et an early demise, and the Zhao and Zhu families suffering disaster, leading to death before other misfortunes.
Mrs. Cui used paper people to ward off evil disasters. And there she was, Red Mist, in the midst of it all.
This was indeed a cycle, a so-called loop of death experiences, much like the people in the village...
Ma Li was forcefully pulled into this world of the village when she arrived.
"The suffering is certainly clear, that vivid crimson..." sothing’s not right.
"The cold, yin breath that made you feel uneasy about God Granny’s words... could be due to the resentnt you felt when you were by the stone heads; and those stone heads, if indeed haunted by evil spirits from the lake, are more easily trusted by you than other people... God Granny and the rest might have concocted an accident for you," continued Bo Feng, nodding his head, as he gazed through the white fog at Chu Qing.
Old Plank continued his analysis, "Could this person be God Granny? Given your thoughts about the other old person in the village, have you made a mistake with soone else, a misstep in the second scene? Or did you go directly into this first scene upon your arrival?"
Bo Feng remained intermittently silent as before, and then the white mist vanished, leaving no trace.
Still not strong enough... just sothing compared to that creature...
Chu Qing found it very strange that there suddenly seed to be a very strong spiritual entity in his brother’s head.
The white figure that had seemingly appeared just disappeared without a face.
"If I temporarily disappear, it will be fine as long as you don’t talk about not existing; it’s useless for you to bother with . Continue with the story, and I’ll be fine," said the figure.
Ma Li spoke, "Although I’m not absolutely powerless compared with the creatures of Divine Lake, like Chu Qing’s current spiritual energy, which might be relatively powerful or even capable of seeking out ninth-grade malevolence, he already has a asure of resentful energy."
Chu Qing understood that this creature was of a different level than the previous nine-tailed fox, being fundantally just a manifestation, and certainly,
this creature has a higher level of spiritual energy than Chu Qing. "If you stir up one of these creatures, you could die; don’t ignore my warning. Naturally, I have to co forward pretending to protect you because it wants to devour you; this world lives within a spiritual host, don’t forget that," said Erleipu, as if reading Ma Li’s thoughts.
Was he just a stubborn belief, or was it not him? How could he appear here?
Ma Li’s sudden appearance was bewildering, and it made the white mist seem even more outlandish.
"I’ll continue with the story once I’ve finished talking to you, and only after you’ve finished telling the story can you bring to see your family head today. I’m his father, little auntie, don’t be so tense," he said.
Was Bai Wu really appearing here, without any surprise on his face, to challenge Chu Qing?
Ma Li.
It seed as if the whole surrounding area beca even brighter every ti this person showed up; although he was vastly different in essence from the others, he had so similarities to Bai Wu.
Chu Qing looked at Bai Wu next to him, who had suddenly appeared, and thought, "Who is he... Brother?"
Those things that bring endless despair and sadness to people won’t change.
Whether it’s the mysterious ninety-five wisdoms or how hard Bai Wu tries, it’s all aningless, finding a way to relieve the obsession...
It seems as if it’s returned to the greatest tragedy from seven hundred years ago, only that the village is still just a normal one, that everything has beco different beyond recognition in the second scene,
Despite the existence of so strange entities that animate the whole otherworldly realm, including the ugly specter of God Granny, the red family mansion’s coffins, the spirit hall’s frightening mirrors, it’s all part of this twisted world.
Slowly, they all began to turn into ugly, horrifying figures, and people like Zhu Jin and Zhao Family were fading away, their hair overgrowing until it filled every street they once walked.
Its heart had long since been warped by the resentnt, naturally making this world for itself, its creator.
Far more terrifying than God Granny, who is just an image in the first scene, it’s the creator of this spectral world, the main character of this spiritual realm, with gaping double eyes jumping around.
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