Although ng Lu is a Miao Witch, their lineage hides away in the deep mountains, avoiding involvent with the mundane world; they do not marry outside, and if they do, the man becos part of the family and never leaves.
Despite ng Lu appearing to be in his forties or fifties, his real age is ninety, while Elder Mrs. ng, who looks older than him, is only over sixty.
Being over sixty allows her to be Grandma to Governor ng’s ancestor, as she gave birth at fifteen, and her descendants also married and had children early, quickly resulting in four generations living together.
In the Miao Witch clan, Elder Mrs. ng is an exceptionally talented witch, quick to learn everything, but she developed a romantic inclination and t a lost and unconscious ng Song in the deep mountains during her youth; having never seen another man, she quickly fell for him, even fleeing her clan for him, marrying and having children.
She was a fortunate witch, as ng Song was not like those in the storybooks who deceive won for their bodies, but was genuinely fond of Elder Mrs. ng, making her love him deeply and obsessively, they supported each other, deeply affectionate, bringing the ng family to new heights through three generations of effort, and in the fourth generation, produced one governnt official, ng Zhizhou.
Of course, the smoothness of this path included Elder Mrs. ng altering the ancestral grave’s feng shui and borrowing fortune from others, transforming the impoverished ng family into the governing ng family; this love continued until ng Song beca sickly, bedridden.
Elder Mrs. ng knew the backlash was due to her theft of others’ fortunes, thus her husband fell ill, and their family had single descendants for generations, all of which were Heavenly Punishnts.
Yet, at tis, a romantic mind does not reflect, and Elder Mrs. ng, knowing all is Heavenly Punishnt, still resorted to more potent and sinister witchcraft for her husband, despite such efforts, she couldn’t save ng Song’s life.
Fifteen years ago, the old master of the ng family passed away, Elder Mrs. ng returned to the long-left Witch clan, sought ng Lu to save her husband, but was refused, and after refusal, she stole the clan’s precious treasure.
To evade the Witch clan’s search, she mustered all her life force, transferring it to withdrawn ng Song, cutting bones and flesh, feeding blood to processed ng Song’s corpse.
Elder Mrs. ng obsessively sought to resurrect ng Song, enacting nurous deeds, using Child Blood to make a pool, applying secret techniques described in the precious treasure, painstakingly transforming ng Song into a Corpse Stiff.
Over the years, their generations hard more than twenty children, especially when ng Song truly beca stiff, his soul retained within his body, growing increasingly maniacal.
Qin Mingchun being targeted was an accident, a student of Master Tang and from an official family, his grandfather’s rank was higher than Governor ng’s, such status made the ng family hesitant, for ddling might expose their secrets.
Coincidentally, the little devil ng Guang guided Qin Mingchun to play in the ancestral hall, accidentally tripping and scraping his hand, the blood hidden with the essence of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures attracted the Corpse Stiff; without the protective magical artifact on Qin Mingchun, he might have perished.
But this fully awakened the greed of Elder Mrs. ng and the Corpse Stiff, not acting, they summoned Grandma Ho Fox Fairy to abduct him.
Then the events unfolded.
Governor ng, beaten like a dead dog, intermittently recounted the causes and effects, saying, "I only followed orders, it was all Grandma and the others."
Qin Liuxi kicked him and said, "Should have had your Grandma resurrect to see how you, ungrateful descendant, shirk responsibility, thinking you could escape this murderous sin? You and your son, even dying a thousand tis wouldn’t suffice."
Governor ng dared not make a sound.
Qin Mingchun had long been awakened, Qin Liuxi didn’t let him remain enjoying unconsciousness, ensuring he witnessed the depth of human wickedness, after all, they’re teenagers, with a long path ahead where anything might be encountered, better to have caution.
Upon hearing he’d tread through Ghost Gate, he remained silent, pursing his lips.
Until Governor ng led them to the secret chamber beneath the ancestral hall, seeing arranged white bones, configured in various strange shapes like building blocks.
Qin Mingchun imdiately recalled ng Guang ntioning, he loved building blocks, especially bone ones, thinking it was plaything, yet unexpectedly building with human bones?
The secret chamber is vast, sealed tight, the air thick with a stench of blood, decay, nauseatingly potent.
Qin Mingchun, upon seeing rotting flesh, couldn’t help but run aside, vomiting till dizzy.
So tragic.
ng Lu, along with Qin Liuxi, turned around and saw the stone coffin filled with thick blood plasma, covered with runes, his face darkened, "Such a Sin Barrier!"
Many died here, yin energy was heavy, Qin Liuxi felt the soul bead trembling, cries emanated, filling the chamber with ghostly wails.
Governor ng shivered.
Qin Liuxi released all the ghosts from the soul bead, and stabbed conscious ng Guang awake.
ng Guang, sowhat confused, saw his surroundings, pupils constricted.
But what frightened him more was Qin Liuxi doing sothing before his eyes, he felt a piercing agony, and upon opening his eyes, saw yin souls, flesh mangled, skin unable to cover flesh, limbs severed, including a child barely six, the one he sliced a hundred pieces from, now lunging at him.
"Ahhhh!" ng Guang was sward by several yin souls, bitten viciously.
Governor ng shared the sa fate.
ng Lu saw this, glanced at Qin Liuxi, opened his mouth but couldn’t speak, only sighed.
Qin Liuxi walked to a stone bed, where two pillows lay, one side engraved with bizarre totems, evidently Elder Mrs. ng still shared the bed with the Corpse Stiff.
She approached a stone table, glanced and said, "Is this your treasure?"
She picked up an ancient handwritten note and tossed it over.
ng Lu caught it, nodded.
Qin Liuxi said, "Your treasure also has secret techniques to refine Corpse Stiffs, can this still be called a treasure? Shouldn’t such secret techniques be burned, harmful to self and others."
ng Lu stayed silent for so ti, then said, "This happens in our clan over hundreds of years, beyond secret techniques, there are magic techniques to unravel secrets, written by generations of wizards after research, ant for later generations to solve similar situations."
Qin Liuxi remained silent; everything has two sides, those with bad intentions using such a book present an existential crisis for ordinary mortals, like the stack of bones in this chamber, mostly from powerless, ordinary families.
Those with a righteous path mindset allow cultivators to understand more secret technique solutions, avoiding situations with no resolution.
"Help, help !" A faint voice erged from beneath the stone coffin.
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