I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 229: The Number One Scholar (asking for monthly ticket)
In the square outside the collapsed Suppressing Evil Temple, Xuan Yu brought another Yin object to He Buning and lay on the ground gasping for breath due to exhaustion.

He Buning finally cast a curse on Xiaoliu, and then checked on Cui Cheng and Sang Que. Seeing that their pulse and breathing were stable, he immediately felt relieved.

What Xuanyu brought back this time was not a cursed object, but just an ordinary evil object. I'm afraid the situation under the secret vault is not good, so Xuanyu had a hard time searching.

He Bu Ning rubbed Xuan Yu's head and said gently, "Thank you for your hard work. I used to think of you as Xiao Chan's playmate, but I didn't expect you to help save so many people at the critical moment. Now that this matter is over, I will definitely record your merit in the Evil Suppression Division."

Meow!
Xuan Yu arrogantly slapped He Buning's hand away, stood up, shook off his fur, and returned to the ruins to dig out the private parts.

Soon, hurried footsteps were heard. He Buning turned around and saw Xia Chan running towards him breathlessly, pointing in the direction of Cuiliu Lane in horror.

"There are... there are bad guys! There are bad guys at Granny Zhuang's place, Xiao Chan can't get in!"

He Buning was shocked. Just as he expected, this group of people chose Granny Zhuang.

After looking at the person who was unconscious on the ground, why not glance around? The aftershocks are getting weaker and weaker, and there shouldn't be any more strong earthquakes. No one knows what the situation is outside the city now. We have to wake everyone up quickly before any evil spirits enter the city.

If there are external influences, they will definitely be hindered to a certain extent in their dreams.

"Go and see!"

Why not go back to Cuiliu Lane with Xia Chan?

The entire Wangshan City collapsed, but Cuiliu Lane was almost intact except for some cracks in the walls.

The alley was very dark, as if swallowing up all the light. The summer cicadas shrank towards He Bu Ning in fear.

He Buning straightened his body, tried to stand in front of Xia Chan, lit the torch he brought, and slowly walked into the alley.

After taking only two steps, a series of knocking sounds came from the darkness, as if some mechanism was moving. He Buning raised the torch high, and the flickering dim light illuminated the two puppets in front.

A man and a woman, the same size as ordinary people, with yellow paper pasted on their foreheads with the word "seal" written on it. Below the yellow paper, the oil paint on the puppets' faces was so bright and hideous, and the puppets' arms were covered with sharp blades and dark red blood.

He Bu Ning's heart tightened. This was a puppet ghost show in the ghost troupe.

A cold wind blew, the torches suddenly went out, the seal was blown up, the puppet suddenly opened its eyes and attacked He Bu Ning.

*
At the same time, in the underground evil spirit department.

Wan Xiangtou is guarding the Evil Ghost Department. The ghost troupe wants Qinzhou to start chaos from Wangshan City, but they don't want the chaos to be so chaotic that it can't be resolved.

As long as the corpse nest is dealt with properly, it can be led towards Jinzhou and help them resist the officers and soldiers of Jinzhou.

These evil ghosts in the Evil Ghost Department must be kept under surveillance unless necessary and cannot be released.

"I don't know what the situation is like outside right now. Calculating the time, we should be at the corpse nest soon."

Wan Xiangtou was thinking about it, and after a tour in the Evil Ghost Department, he returned to the prison where the gambler was imprisoned. Suddenly, he found that the lid of the coffin had disappeared, and the coffin was filled with black ink, bubbling.

A disheveled head slowly emerged from the ink. The ink flowed down, and two scarlet eyes appeared between the wet hair, looking at Wanxiangtou with a grin.

Wan Xiangtou's heart trembled. Just as he was about to take action, a strong sense of oppression with the stench of ink hit him, and the scene around him changed drastically.

Starting from under Wan Xiangtou's feet, an ink painting suddenly unfolds.

It is still the scene of the Devil’s Prison, but everything is reduced to black and white, presenting an extremely abstract, twisted, weird and grotesque scene in the form of ink painting.

The ink flowed, looking like gods and Buddhas one moment and ghosts the next. A pair of eyes rolled out from the thick ink, and Wan Xiangtou, who was stared at, felt like a thorn in his back. All the colored things on his body began to fade and turned into ink, trapping him in the painting, making him a lonely ghost in the painting.

This is the number one scholar ghost controlled by General Cao, a poor scholar who was once famous for his ink painting skills in the Xuan Dynasty. The surrounding scene now is the ghost domain of this number one scholar ghost.

It is said that this number one scholar ghost died suddenly and inexplicably. No one knew what he saw before he died. He bit off his own wrist and drew countless bizarre and distorted pictures on the walls and floor of an empty house with his own blood and ink. Then he twisted all his limbs into strange postures and died with a smile on his face.

A bright red figure appeared beside Wan Xiangtou, barefoot, wearing a wedding dress, and a veil on her head. As soon as she appeared, the ink under her feet was dispersed outwards by a strange force.

Wan Xiangtou looked at him with disdain, "Cao Huiyuan, let's see who has the better skills today!"

*
Dream, Cuiliu Lane.

After Sang Que and Yu Da found Grandma Zhuang's residence, Sang Que took the lead and walked quickly to the door so that no noise from inside could be heard from the outside.

Yu Da checked around and made sure there was no other decoration at the door, then nodded to Sang Que.

Sang Que raised his foot and kicked the wooden door open.

It seemed like another world inside the wooden door. The sun was warm. Granny Zhuang and Wei Ziyan were sitting under a peach tree that had just bloomed in spring in the yard, chatting and laughing as they picked vegetables.

Wei Ziyan had her hair combed up, looking like a married woman. The yard was cleaned very neatly, everything was neatly arranged, and there were clusters of small flowers planted under the eaves.

The wooden windows covered with white paper were propped up a little, and the sound of reading aloud could be heard from behind the window.

The door was kicked open. Granny Zhuang and Wei Ziyan looked towards the door together. When they saw Sang Que and Yu Da clearly, Granny Zhuang wanted to get up with a loving smile. Wei Ziyan hurriedly put down the dishes in her hand, wiped her hands on her apron twice, and helped Granny Zhuang up.

"Why are you here? Is there something going on at the Evil Suppression Bureau?" asked Granny Zhuang.

Hearing this, Wei Ziyan said angrily, "Mom, you are already old, why are you still worrying about the Evil Suppression Division?"

Sang Que and Yu Da looked at each other. When did Wei Ziyan become Granny Zhuang’s daughter, or rather...daughter-in-law?
The voice reading inside is a man’s. Could it be Granny Zhuang’s son?

Yu Da shrugged, looking like he didn't know either.

Since the beginning of the year, Wei Ziyan has often been with Granny Zhuang to familiarize herself with archival matters. Yu Da remembered that once, he saw Granny Zhuang telling Wei Ziyan that it would be great if Wei Ziyan was her daughter.

Perhaps in Grandma Zhuang’s heart, this is the life she wants most, with her son by her side and a good daughter-in-law, and the family of three living happily together.

Sang Que was on full alert as she stepped into the yard. Yu Da took a step ahead of her and walked in front of her intentionally to protect Sang Que.

Yu Da smiled and did not directly expose what Granny Zhuang was dreaming about. Instead, he followed Granny Zhuang's dream and said, "Yes, Granny, there is an urgent matter at the Evil Suppression Division. The two captains want to ask you to go over and ask about an old case. If it is convenient for you, let's go over now. If it is fast, you can still come back in time for dinner..."

Yu Daben wanted to talk about dinner, but when he stood in the yard and looked up, he saw that it was daytime and almost noon.

"...have lunch."

Granny Zhuang was originally a responsible person. She did not refuse but nodded and said, "Okay, let's go."

Granny Zhuang motioned to Wei Ziyan to get her coat and walking stick. Sang Que noticed that the sound of reading in the house had stopped, which made her suddenly nervous.

Sure enough, before Wei Ziyan could get the crutches, a tall man rushed out of the house.

"Zi Yan, quickly bring mother back, they are the incarnations of evil spirits!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sang Que and Yu Da immediately turned into horrible appearances with blue skin and blood coming out of all their orifices in the eyes of Wei Ziyan and Grandma Zhuang.