I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 341 Ancient House (asking for monthly ticket)

Wu Cheng’s B&B is in the middle of the village, not close to the lake. The location is not good, but it is quiet.

There are seven rooms in total, and only four of them have guests. When Wu Cheng brought Sang Que there, the tourists were having dinner in the yard and Wu Cheng's father was cooking.

After saying hello, Sang Que said that she was not hungry but just a little tired, and asked Wu Cheng to give her the key to go to the guest room in the corner of the first floor to rest.

Entering the guest room, Sang Que pressed her sore neck, took out her cell phone and sent a text message to say that she had arrived, then took out the bread and water she brought from home from her backpack.

As a precaution, she would not eat anything here or drink the water.

meow~
Sang Que heard the cat's meowing, she walked to the window and saw several cats under the windowsill, all looking up at her.

They are all ordinary wild cats, wandering around the village and accepting feeding from tourists. However, there are indeed quite a lot of wild cats here, most of which are tabby cats.

While eating, Sang Que carefully kept the ghost domain within the scope of the room. After spreading out the ghost domain, she was surprised to find that the edge of the ghost domain was actually floating like paper ashes, attracted by the strange force and heading towards the direction of Lei Shi Mountain.

The noise was actually very small, and if Sangque hadn't been always alert and highly focused, it would have been difficult to notice it.

Sangque finished his bread in two bites, took a sip of the water he brought with him, and quickly made some arrangements.

Just as she finished her work, Wu Cheng's voice came from outside.

"Village Chief, why are you here? I said it was too late today and I would come to see you tomorrow."

It can be heard that Wu Cheng deliberately raised his voice to inform Sang Que.

Sang Que checked everything on his body, put away the ghost domain and walked out on his own initiative. He saw Wu Cheng and an old man walking towards him.

When the old man saw Sangque, he stopped and looked her up and down.

At this time, Sang Que was still wearing the loose black sportswear, with his thick black hair casually draped and a baseball cap on. He didn't carry anything on his body. He looked for a long while and nodded.

"Let's go. Now that you're back, I'll take you to recognize your ancestors first."

The old village chief didn't care whether Sangque was willing or not, he just left after saying that.

Seeing this, Sang Que closed the door, leaving behind his backpack and paintings, and said to Wu Cheng, "My things are all in the room, don't let anyone in, and don't clean."

Wu Cheng opened his eyes wide, not quite understanding why Sang Que just followed him without asking any questions?

Sang Que had figured it out long ago that she had no choice about where she was born. Since she already existed in this world as the heir to the witch, the people of the Wu family were an obstacle she could not avoid.

Escaping can only solve the problem temporarily, but it cannot guarantee her peace for the rest of her life.

In this case, she should face it sooner and solve the problem here as soon as possible. If she keeps this trouble, she will not be able to feel at ease in the Gui Dynasty.

The old village chief, with his hands behind his back, led Sangque through the village and headed towards the Lei Shi Mountain behind the village.

As the sky gradually darkened, I met many villagers on the road who were chatting at their doorsteps after dinner. They all looked curiously at the village chief and the mulberry bird behind him.

Mainly, there are always wild cats appearing around the mulberry sparrow, in the flower beds and on the eaves. They don't come close, but just look at the mulberry sparrow and make purring sounds.

After passing through the village and reaching the mountain pass, the old village chief stopped and handed the old-fashioned flashlight to Sangque.

"Since you are willing to come back, you must have many questions about your life experience. There are no wild animals in this mountain, so you don't have to be afraid. If you are really a descendant of the Wu family, you will be able to find the ancient house when you go in. The people in the ancient house will answer all your questions. This is all I know."

"Thank you!"

Sang Que took the flashlight, and the old village chief turned around and left without stopping.

There were still many cats in the bushes around. Sangque turned on the flashlight and shone it over there, and all he saw were flashing eyes.

meow~
"I don't have any food. You all should go back. It's dangerous to follow me."

Sangque said something, and the cats seemed to understand and scattered. The flashlight was not bright enough, and could only illuminate a range of three to five meters. Sangque simply turned off the flashlight, relying on his own night vision ability, which was clearer than the flashlight.

After walking along the mountain road for less than five minutes, some fog gradually appeared around us, like an evil fog, making everything in the mountain hazy and cold.

The sound of insects gradually weakened as the mist rose until it disappeared completely, leaving only the rustling of leaves in the wind.

There was always some movement in the grass and woods, but every time she looked over there was nothing. Sang Que felt a burning sensation on the palm of her right hand, and she suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

She felt many emotions, resentment, sadness, pain... The strongest of them was resentment, which made her heart, which originally belonged to the village resentment, beat violently.

Sang Que felt inexplicably nauseous, but she endured the urge to vomit and continued walking forward. The burning sensation in her palms quickly subsided until she could no longer feel the existence of the Mountain Ghost Money, including the Yin Tong and the Gui Bride who were controlled by the Mountain Ghost Money.

Sangque had anticipated this before coming.

If the people of the Wu family have no way to suppress the power of the witch, they will not be able to completely control her.

This is a heritage that has been passed down for thousands of years, and there will definitely be a few rebellious witches who want to kill them.

The sound of the wind was faint, carrying a ethereal and eerie tune, and the mulberry bird began to hum along unconsciously.

"There is a person in the mountains, wearing a lychee and a lady's vine. She is charming and smiling. Do you admire my gracefulness?"

It was the song "Mountain Ghost" that appeared directly in the depths of her mind.

Sangque moved forward based on his intuition. After walking in the mountains for nearly an hour, he passed through a forest. Halfway up the mountain, a huge red-brick old house was looming in the mist, full of the atmosphere of the Republic of China.

Standing at the door of the old house was a man wrapped in a black cloak with his head covered by a hood.

Sang Que paused, gathered her hair hanging in front of her body behind her shoulders, and walked forward.

The man kept hunching over and lowering his head, with one shoulder higher than the other, and a strange bulge on his back. He did not have a normal body shape.

He didn't even look at Sangque, nor did he say anything. He just opened the door and gestured for invitation.

The old house has three floors and no electricity. White lanterns are hung everywhere. Thick dead leaves have accumulated in the yard and are flying in the wind. The atmosphere is like a haunted house. However, Sangque can feel that this place is very "clean" and there is no "dirty things".

All the ghost power that overflowed from her body, including her own, was being sucked into the ground here by something.

Following the man in black robe through the front yard, there was a middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit and a cane waiting in the main hall. His right leg seemed to be uncoordinated.

Turning around and seeing Sang Que, the middle-aged man smiled kindly, "I thought it would take some effort for you to be willing to come back."

The man in black robe stepped out, Sang Que put his hands in his pockets and looked around silently.

The hall was very large. There was a painting on the back of the upper wall. The light of the candle flickered. Sangque squinted his eyes and saw that the painting was a scene of ancient sacrificial ceremonies.

A high altar was built with colorful flags flying. On the flags was written the oracle-bone script of the word "Chu", which Sang Que had studied before.

Under the high altar, shamans were dressed in colorful clothes, wearing feather crowns, with exaggerated oil paint on their faces, holding magical instruments, singing and dancing.

Incense and candles are curling, smoke is everywhere, the three animals for sacrifice are displayed on the table, and the people below the altar are bowing their heads in reverence.

Just by looking at the painting, Sang Que felt as if she was personally there, as if she had personally experienced this scene in the distant past. She could hear the majestic and solemn sounds of bells and drums, as well as the prayers sung by shamans, echoing between heaven and earth.

The farthest point in the mural is a forest. Behind the cloud pattern representing fog, a huge black shadow riding a red panther is looming.

"This is a scene of worshipping the mountain ghost. Our family has been protecting the mountain ghost since ancient times and considers ourselves as members of the mountain ghost tribe."

The middle-aged man next to him explained to Sang Que.

"Although you don't look much like your mother, the fact that you were able to get here successfully means we didn't find the wrong person. Let me introduce myself formally. I'm Wu Liang, your mother's biological brother, and also your uncle."