I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 449: Return to Pinghu Village (asking for monthly ticket)
Sang Que and the other two got off the carriage and looked around.

The blood mist was thick, and a ruined city was looming at the end of the sight. Most of the city walls had collapsed, and bricks and stones were scattered all over the ground. Faint ghost cries and wails could be heard from the mist, and the wind blew the blood mist, mixed with the whispers of ghosts.

Qin Ze stood beside Sang Que with a sad expression. He subconsciously grabbed the small wooden dagger hanging on his waist. All he could see in front of him were the voices and smiles of his wife and two children.

Xia Chan also sniffed and murmured softly, "Uncle Yushan..."

Although Hua Qianmian said nothing, she frowned, thinking of many people and things in Wangshan City, and the children in the Charity Bureau. There were many casualties in that ghost disaster, and she risked her life to save only a part of them. She didn't know whether these escaped children are safe now.

Sang Que took out some yellow paper prepared for the paper-folding craftsman, as well as incense, candles and food from the painting, walked forward a few steps, and drew a circle with a stone at the intersection leading to Wangshan City.

Several people squatted down and burned some yellow paper for their deceased relatives and friends, offered fruits, and chanted a few words.

As the incense was lit, a chilly wind suddenly arose in the surroundings. In the blood mist, there were shadowy figures of ghosts. Frightened by the ghostly aura on the few people, they dared not approach. The ghosts gathered more and more, and there were who knew how many thousands of them.

The few people did not find the scene scary at all, and instead felt even more sad.

Qin Ze even rushed directly into the ghost, shouting his wife's maiden name and his child's nickname, but unfortunately the only response he got was the whistling wind.

"We should go."

Sang Que stood up from the ground and returned to the carriage first, followed by Xia Chan. Hua Qianmian glanced at Qin Ze who was standing in the distance with his back to everyone, sighed, and quickly returned to the carriage.

The three of them waited in the carriage for a cup of tea before Qin Ze came back, sat silently on the shaft, and whipped the carriage to drive it forward.

The dead are gone, and the living must continue to move on.

When you arrive at Wangshan City, Pinghu Village in Bailong County is not far away.

A normal horse-drawn carriage would take three or four days to make the journey, but the paper-made carriage took less than two days to arrive at the archway leading to Pinghu Village.

Sang Que still remembers that the original archway was brightly colored, with white dragons carved on the pillars, and the plaque had four traditional Chinese characters for "good weather and smooth rain". There was a stone tablet in the lower right corner of the archway with the words "Pinghu Village" inscribed on it.

Now the archway has become rotten, the paint has peeled off, the plaque on it has fallen to the ground, and most of the stone tablet next to it has been broken off.

However, there was still a wisp of white mist surging in the archway, which continued to merge into the surrounding blood mist.

Sang Que felt like this was the entrance to a dungeon. Because of the existence of the Fish Village under the lake, the space here was different from the normal space.

"Everyone, please be alert. I'll go in first and come out to call you later."

Sang Que said something to Qin Ze who was driving behind, drew out his Baipi Knife, and stepped into the archway carefully.

After walking about five steps in the fog, the scene in front of me suddenly became clear, as if nothing had changed.

The sun is shining, and the quiet fishing village is nestled against the mountain and faces the lake. The lake surface is like a mirror, the water is turquoise, and fishing boats are neatly docked by the lake. Water birds are singing in the sky and occasionally flying over the water.

Even the willows on the shore were the same as before, and in the small green brick courtyard at the entrance of the village there were still traces of the fire that Sangque and his friends had left when they stayed overnight last time. Sangque used his ghost eyes to carefully scan everywhere, and after confirming that there were no ghosts or living people here, Sangque walked out of the archway and asked Qin Ze to drive in.

The paper carriage came out of the fog and was burned to ashes in an instant when it was illuminated by the sunlight in Pinghu Village. The three people on the carriage jumped out quickly.

"What a beautiful paradise." Hua Qianmian put her hands on her hips, looked around the fishing village, and couldn't help but sigh.

We passed through the blood mist all the way, and all we saw was a bloody sky and earth, and all we saw were dead bodies and evil spirits. The green in front of us at this moment was really rare.

Sang Que looked up at the setting sun and pushed open the door of the small courtyard at the entrance of the village. "Let's rest here today and wait until the sun sets to see if there are any more villagers in the lake."

Xia Chan stretched lazily and yawned. She was still sleepy after sleeping all the way in the car.

Qin Ze looked in the direction of the lake and asked, "Do you want me to go down to the lake and explore first?"

Sang Que said, "No need, the bottom of the lake is still the same, nothing has changed. We are not going to the lake here, but the Fish Woman Village at the bottom of the lake in the hidden world."

Time seems to have been frozen in these courtyards in Pinghu Village. After such a long time, the courtyards are still clean and tidy, without much dust.

Sang Que hung the painting on the tree and told the few people not to eat or drink anything here. Then she asked the puppeteer Chu Mowei in the painting to move out some of the instant foods and bottled water she had prepared in advance so that they could have a simple lunch.

During the meal, Sang Que thought about it.

Currently, she is at the sixth level of Jiuyou. Her ghost domain and abilities in all aspects have been strengthened. She can control the Yin children at the sixth level and the paper-folding craftsmen at the fifth level. She also has the flying corpses, red ghosts at the fifth level, and four hundred zombies by her side. They are all a fusion of different types of evil spirits, and the worst are black zombies. There are more than twenty zombies that have reached the level of jumping corpses.

There is also the puppeteer Chu Mowei who has been doing logistical work in the painting, and makes some flesh and blood puppets when he has nothing to do.

These flesh and blood puppets must all be made of wood and the flesh and blood of corpses. Their own strength is average, so Sang Que applied for a batch of explosives from the research institute to turn all of these flesh and blood puppets into various types of self-destructive puppets. There are currently more than 300 of them, large and small.

The ghost boy was wearing embroidered shoes, and the paper-folding craftsman was holding the ghost scissors given by the ghost peddler. The ghost objects in her hands also included the embroidered handkerchief given by Zhang Junyao, an alarm clock that could attract ghosts, a rag doll, a Buddha bone bracelet given by the monk Bichen, and a fortune stick obtained on the road.

Before leaving, Qiao Ling gave her a whole box of medicine, including some for emergency treatment, some for detoxification and miasma prevention, and some that would allow her to breathe underwater without being discovered by water ghosts. There were all kinds of medicine.

The ghost peddler also prepared some things for her. Sang Que did not take any of the Yin objects among them because most Yin objects have side effects and will create various unexpected situations, which is too troublesome.

In the end, she only took ten scapegoats, the only white porcelain doll that the ghost peddler had successfully made recently, and a few raincoats that could slightly resist the fog of the hidden world.

There are even more weapons and equipment brought from modern times, including two pistols, five boxes of various grenades, and five barrels of gasoline. If they are not enough, they can go back and get more at any time.

With sufficient ammunition and proper preparation, as long as Zuo Jinye himself does not show up, Sang Que is confident that he can massacre the Wuchang Division alone.

The only thing that worried her was that the Wuchang Division was located in a hidden world.

She has been in the Gui Dynasty for more than two years, and has been to the Hidden World only a handful of times. She heard all the stories about the Hidden World from the Ghost Peddler, who said that he had explored less than 30% of the Hidden World, and he didn't dare to approach many places.

After taking inventory of her belongings, Sang Que took out the map of Yufu Village that the ghost peddler gave her and said to the others, "We will split into two groups this time. Qianmian, I need your camouflage ability. You will go to the hidden world with me. Qin Ze, you and Xiao Chan will stay here and pay attention to changes under the lake. If anything happens, you and Xiao Chan will go down to the lake to meet us."