I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 101 Curse (asking for monthly ticket)

The donkey cart was running on the bumpy dirt road, and paper full of ink words was swaying before his eyes. Sangque was too sleepy and tired, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

She fell into a dream, and seemed to see everything that happened on the day of the God of Weaver Festival fifty years ago.

……

"Huilan!"

At dusk, the setting sun was blood-red, and flocks of crows were startled and flew away by the call.

In the woods behind the mountain, among the piles of rocks, clusters of white bell flowers swayed in the wind, and the aroma of wine was in the air.

Nine sedan chairs surrounded the ancient well, from which bursts of crying could be heard. Beside each sedan stood a servant holding a long knife.

Two servants took the bound Huilan and pressed her to the side of the well. They covered her face with a veil and her mouth was tied with a cloth. She sobbed and shook her head, her eyes full of tears.

She was submissive at first, but after hearing Ming Wanxi's voice, she began to struggle.

Ming Wanxi was dressed in white and wearing a bamboo green cloak that Huilan had sewn for her. She stood in the shadow of the trees, pulled down her hood, revealing her snow-white face.

"What are you doing here? Go back!"

A righteous voice came from the crowd. Ming Wanxi looked up and saw a group of people wearing black cloaks and masks with the Ming family emblem.

They were all Ming clan elders, a bunch of old men who never died.

The person who spoke just now was naturally her father Ming Shilong. There was a younger person following quickly behind him. It was her younger brother Ming Qingyang. He was also sixteen years old, the same age as Huilan. As the future heir to the head of the family, this was his first time attending the Lu Shen Festival.

Ming Qingyang was raised by his grandmother, and like his grandmother, he hated her and thought she was a stain on the Ming family.

Ming Wanxi looked at Huilan and said, "Give her back to me. I want to take her away from the Ming Mansion."

Woohoo!

Huilan struggled hard and shook her head, shaking off the veil, revealing her tearful face. She looked at Ming Wanxi with pleading eyes, begging her not to do this.

The housekeeper behind recognized Huilan and was shocked, realizing that Huilan had replaced Huixin.

Fortunately, the elders and the head of the Ming family did not know Huilan, and they did not care whether it was Huilan or Huixin, as long as she was a girl of the right age.

Ming Qingyang next to her also recognized Huilan, but he did not say anything. He just looked at Ming Wanxi with deep disgust in his eyes.

"How dare you!" The head of the family, Ming Shilong, shouted, "This is a sacrifice to the God of Weaver. How can you just take it? Get back here right now, or I'll punish you according to the family rules!"

Ming Wanxi did not leave. Instead, she walked out from the shade of the trees and stood in the afterglow of the setting sun, feeling the warmth of the sunset. Her skin gradually began to turn red, as if it was burned by fire.

"I said, give her back to me."

"Ming Wanxi! Are you going to be disobedient and unfilial just for a maid?!"

"She's not a maid, she's my most important sister."

Ming Wanxi looked at Ming Shilong firmly, her eyes unyielding.

"Also, what is filial piety? Is it filial piety to obey you unconditionally and turn a blind eye to the evil you have done?"

Ming Wanxi looked at Huilan again.

"Ignoring your own needs and even your life, forcing others to do what they want to do, and blindly satisfying others, is that filial piety?"

Ming Wanxi lowered her head and looked at her hands that were burned by the sun. "I don't want to be such a filial son and grandson."

Ming Shilong was furious and tore off his mask, revealing his majestic and angry face.

"Your body and hair are the gifts of your parents. The Ming family has provided for you until now, but you are not grateful at all! The God of Jue is the lifeblood of the Ming family. You showed up rashly and disrupted the sacrifice to the God of Jue. Aren't you afraid of angering the God of Jue and bringing punishment upon the Ming family? Come on, take her down!"

"Whoever comes, whoever dies!"

Ming Wanxi screamed, and the guards who were about to rush forward hesitated and looked at each other.

"Heh~"

Ming Wanxi suddenly laughed out loud, realizing that the rumors about her being a man-eating evil ghost were still of some use.

"Huilan told me that people respect ghosts and gods because good deeds will be rewarded and evil deeds will be punished. But Huilan, look at these unscrupulous people, how can they get retribution? Didn't the retribution of the Ming family fall on me?"

"Dad, stop talking nonsense to her. She wants this maid. No way!"

Ming Qingyang suddenly came over and kicked Huilan unexpectedly.

boom!
"Hui Lan——"

Pfft!
There was a sound of someone falling into the water. Ming Wanxi opened her eyes wide in surprise, while Ming Qingyang smiled triumphantly.

Ming Wanxi rushed to the well regardless of everything, but only saw a piece of red clothing sinking into the jade liquid.

Ming Wanxi's eyes were bloodshot. She suppressed her tears and looked up at Ming Qingyang.

"Why do you treat her like this? She has never wronged anyone, never hurt anyone, and never done anything bad! Why!"

Ming Wanxi lowered her head and smiled sadly.

"Why should we sacrifice someone else's daughter to our own God of Weaver? Why not sacrifice me and the entire Ming family?" As soon as the words fell, Ming Wanxi jumped into the ancient well without hesitation.

The sound of someone falling into the water was heard again, and a terrifying cold wind suddenly blew up from the well.

Under everyone's stunned and shocked gazes, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, crows flew away, and the trees in the forest shook violently.

The pure white bell flowers surrounding the ancient well were suddenly stained with a layer of blood, which spread rapidly around like a tide.

Wherever he passed, tender green buds sprouted from everyone's body, drank their blood, and bloomed bright red flowers.

"Ahhhh!!!!"

A strong wind suddenly arose, a bolt of thunder struck fiercely, trees broke, and fire raged.

"Put out the fire! Quick!"

"The God of Jue has brought down a punishment on us. Heaven is going to destroy our Ming clan!"

“Ahhh! Help! Help—”

"Please forgive me, God of Jue! Please forgive me, God of Jue!"

Amidst the chaos and heart-wrenching screams, the entire Ming Mansion was instantly engulfed in flames and burned for the entire night.

The next day, when the man with the evil knife arrived with a group of ordinary officers from the Evil Suppression Bureau, Ming Qingyang was the only one left in the entire Ming Mansion. He was lying in a field of blood-red bell flowers, still breathing his last.

A pattern of a ghost face and a flower was branded on his chest. When the scorching sun shone on it, his whole body felt like it was burning in flames and began to fester, causing excruciating pain.

Faced with the officers from the Suppression of Evils Division who came to rescue him, Ming Qingyang couldn't control himself and pounced on them, bit off the officer's neck and ate him with relish. In the end, he was beaten and driven away by more officers with sticks, like a wild beast.

However, even if his bones were broken, Ming Qingyang would not die. He would still live like a monster, suffering day after day.

In Dongyang County, Zhou Renshou and Li, who had received reward money from the Ming government, began to itch their bodies and developed red spots that looked like ghost faces. The more they scratched, the more itchy it became, and the more itchy it became, the more they scratched.

They scratched and scratched until blood came out, flesh rotted, bones exposed...

……

"Mulan? Miss Mulan? Wake up!"

Sang Que was awakened by Qin Fangru and walked out of that long and heavy dream. She was absent-minded for a moment, still immersed in the grief that Ming Wanxi felt when she saw Huilan being kicked into the well.

Ming Wanxi thought she could die together with Huilan, but she didn't expect that the man with the evil knife in the Evil Suppression Bureau would take Huilan away from her and keep her in a bronze mirror.

That man should have also been cursed by Ming Wanxi, but he was from the Evil Suppression Bureau and had certain means, so he died later.

After fifty years, Huilan finally returned to Ming Wanxi, and the Ming Mansion disappeared.

This matter has finally come to an end.

After returning home, Sang Que wants to give Ming Wanxi's notes to her mother, asking her to write down the story of Ming Wanxi and Huilan so that more people will know that they once existed.

In this world full of strange powers, perhaps we will be able to see them again in the future.

"Sister~Are we there yet? Xiaochan is so hungry~~"

Meow~
Xia Chan rubbed his eyes, Xuan Yu stretched his claws, and they both woke up.

Qin Fangru sat opposite and smiled, "We're here. We're already outside Dongyang County."

Sang Que secretly glanced at his pocket watch. It was a little after three in the afternoon.

She lifted the curtain of the small window next to her and stuck her head out. As expected, she saw the low city wall and vendors setting up stalls under the wall. People coming and going and the sounds of hawking their wares made her feel as if she were in another world and it was unreal.

I wonder if there is any place selling blood soup in the county town. I really want to eat a bowl of it.

Swallowing his saliva, Sang Que jumped off the donkey cart, went outside to stretch his muscles, and watched the pedestrians slowly entering and leaving the city.

"Sister, wait for me~"

Xia Chan hugged Xuan Yu and jumped down. Sang Que turned around and reached out to hold Xia Chan's hand. The two of them ran towards the city gate first.

Kou Yushan couldn't help but smile as he watched the two people's cheerful steps. He said to He Baosheng beside him, "We're finally here. We can breathe a sigh of relief."

The skinny monkey fell a few steps behind, scratching his neck non-stop, "Let's find a place later. I need to wash myself properly. I've been itching all over since I came out of Ming Mansion."

In the donkey cart, He Shouhui asked Qin Fangru, "Mom, how are we going to survive when we get to Dongyang County?"

Qin Fangru thought for a moment and said with a smile, "Mom can make jade juice, how about we sell it?"

drive!
Liu Tianyou cracked the whip and the donkey cart sped up into the city.

*
In Dongyang County, the branch of the Suppression of Evils Division.

After He Buning dealt with the aftermath of the ghost troupe's sacrifice incident, he returned to the backyard and saw a sickly man in white sitting in the hall with a folding fan in his hand.

The man smiled and opened his folding fan.

"Junior brother, how are you~"

I was busy with personal matters the whole afternoon yesterday and didn't write anything, so the second update will be a little later~