I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 502 [Extra: Yao Zhen]

"Sang Mulan! You bastard, you didn't even inform me when you came back. Am I just a trashy supporting character in your eyes who doesn't deserve to appear even at the end of the story?"

At the door of the shop at No. 44 Shuyuan Street, Yucheng, the dusty Yaozhen grabbed Sangque's shoulders and shook her hard. Her anger made the birthmark on her face even redder, like a lifelike red spider lily.

In the shop at the back, Xia Chan, who was helping to paint with a newspaper hat on her head, saw Yao Zhen appear and was about to greet her happily. However, when she saw Yao Zhen's face, she hurriedly stepped back and continued to paint seriously, pretending not to see her.

"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it. It's mainly because of the inconvenience of communication over there, and we can't communicate with the five ghosts like before, so we've been delayed until now."

Sangque came back in December last year. Now that the New Year has just passed, the heavy snow in Yucheng has gradually dissipated, people have started to return to work, and even Sangque has begun to prepare for opening a store.

In fact, after she came back, she heard from the research institute that Yaozhen was still looking for her, so she immediately asked someone to find a way to notify Yaozhen. It was indeed due to the inconvenience of communication, so she could only leave letters to various bases there and wait for Yaozhen to find the base herself.

Yaozhen now thought of the New Year's Eve when she was at the place where she first met Sangque, drinking alone and going crazy, and even crying. She felt angry and annoyed!
Especially the donkey. When she learned from the base that Sangque had returned, the donkey's drawn-out cry seemed to be mocking her.

If it wasn't for the black donkey that saved her life, Yaozhen would have skinned it and boiled it into donkey-hide gelatin!

"My dear sister, I was really wrong about this. Don't be angry. Just tell me what you want me to do in order for you to forgive me. I will accept the punishment and have no complaints."

Sang Que pulled Yao Zhen's sleeve, and suddenly felt a hint of evil aura on Yao Zhen. Before he could feel it clearly, Yao Zhen pulled back his sleeve angrily.

"Don't give me that. I'm telling you!"

"So what do you want? How about we have a fight?" Sang Que put his hands on his hips, his patience for coaxing people was only three seconds.

Yao Zhen raised her hand, "That's not necessary. I really can't beat you. I admit it! Please treat me to a meal. I've been living outside in the open for the past five years and haven't had many good meals."

Sang Que smiled, "Okay, it's a piece of cake. From now on, no matter when you come to see me, no matter what you want to eat, just ask, and I'll treat you all, okay?"

"That's pretty much it."

Yao Zhen felt much better and looked at Sang Que again. She was still the same as before, even more energetic than before, with a smile on her face all the time, unlike before. As her position got higher, her expression became more expressionless and her personality became colder and colder.

"What are you doing?"

Yaozhen looked at the shops that were being renovated at the back. This street was full of antique buildings with an ancient flavor. What was sold were antiques, calligraphy and paintings. There were not many customers, so it was very quiet.

Sang Que explained, "I'm planning to open a grocery store and sell some old goods."

Speaking of second-hand goods, Yao Zhen frowned, "Tell me the truth, is the dark power reviving?"

"Did anything happen to you?" Sangque asked back.

Haruma glanced around, "This is not the place to talk."

Sangque understood and called Xiachan to go find a mutton restaurant nearby. They asked for a private room and ate and chatted.

Xia Chan has become a mature food-ordering machine. Without Sangque and Yaozhen having to worry about her, she has already ordered all her favorite dishes on the menu. Then, she grabs a pair of chopsticks in each hand and sits there obediently waiting for the food to be served.

The door of the box closed, and Haruma took out something wrapped in red cloth and wrapped with red thread from her messenger bag.

"Yin things?"

"Ok!"

Haruma pushed the thing in front of Sangque.

"Aren't you going to sell old stuff? I don't have any skills now, so it's best for me to give this thing to you for safekeeping."

The power of darkness has revived, and not only are people's hearts filled with evil spirits, but the evil objects left in this world are also slowly regaining their power. Sang Que opened a grocery store in order to take back these problematic evil objects one by one.

When the dark power disappeared, most of the evil objects had indeed turned to ashes, but there were still some that slipped through the net and could not be destroyed, as strong as the little cicada. Those left in the Evil Suppression Bureau and the Research Institute would be transferred to her and she would deal with them.

However, there must be other things scattered around in these two huge worlds, and Yaozhen only brought back one thing.

"The food is served~"

The steaming hot pot and freshly cut mutton were served, Xia Chan's eyes lit up, and Yao Zhen was suddenly stunned, "What are we eating today?"

Yaozhen was so busy talking to Sangque that she didn't even look at what kind of restaurant this was or what dishes Xia Chan ordered.

"Eat mutton!"

"Xiaochan likes to eat mutton the most!"

Yaozhen suddenly covered her mouth, turned around and ran towards the toilet, leaving Sangque and Xiachan looking at each other in bewilderment.

The Taoists of the Gui Dynasty basically had no dietary restrictions except for beef, turtle, wild geese and dog meat.

This story begins when Yaozhen was looking for Sangque in the Gui Dynasty.

……

In early winter, the weather became increasingly cold, and the mountain roads were lined with dead trees and fallen leaves, devoid of any life.

A female Taoist priest in an old green Taoist robe rode on a black donkey and walked into the mountains unsteadily amid the sound of bells.

Coo~coo~
Being extremely hungry, Haruma pressed her twitching stomach, took off the gourd filled with water from her waist, lifted it up and poured it into her mouth, but there was not a drop of water left.

Yao Zhen slapped the black donkey on the head, "Aren't you the best at finding the way? Hurry up and take me to a populated place, or I'll be so hungry that I'll even eat the donkey!"

The black donkey let out a wail, took a bite of dry fallen leaves by the side of the road, chewed them, then quickened its pace and ran.

Yao was so hungry that she felt dizzy. She had no idea where the black donkey had run to. She just felt that everything in front of her eyes was moving very slowly, and the surrounding scenery was different every time it flashed between dark and bright.

What~~~
The sound of sheep bleating reached his ears. Yao Zhen just saw a group of sheep being driven down from halfway up the hillside, and then his eyes went dark and he fell off the donkey's back.

Yaozhen didn't know how long she had been unconscious until water was poured into her mouth. She woke up, raised her hand, took the bowl with a mutton-smelling smell near her lips, and drank the warm water in it in one gulp.

After taking a breath, Yaozhen saw clearly that she was in a wooden house, and in front of her was a middle-aged woman wearing a sheepskin coat.

"Finally you're awake. Here are some biscuits. Eat some first."

The middle-aged woman spoke unclearly, with a mixed accent of Tibetan and Central Plains people. It was difficult for Yaozhen to listen to her, but she could understand her.

"Where is this?" Yaozhen asked. Many sheep sounds could be heard outside.

"We are in Huangni Village, close to Tubo. There are not many people in the village, and they are all herding sheep. Why did you come here?"

"Looking for someone." Yaozhen said in a low voice. She was really hungry, so she picked up the dry biscuit and took a bite.

"Your donkey is tied outside. It's getting dark. You can stay here tonight. We will kill a sheep to entertain you tomorrow. You can eat and then leave."

As she spoke, the middle-aged woman stood up and took away the outer robe that Haruma had taken off. Haruma then realized that she was only wearing her inner clothes.

The middle-aged woman said, "There's a big tear in your clothes. I'll mend it for you. It's cold at night. Here's a sheepskin coat. Wear it first."

There was a stove in the middle of the small wooden house with a pot of water hanging above it. Yaozhen ate the dry biscuits slowly. When she felt her strength had returned a little, she got out of bed and put on the sheepskin coat left by the woman.

It has a bit of a muttony smell, but it's very soft and warm.

Yaozhen blew on her hands and rubbed them, warmed them by the fire, then opened the door and walked out of the cabin.

The sun had not yet completely set, and one could still clearly see the wooden houses on the hillside. Behind each house was a sheepfold, and the men and women of the village were whipping the sheep back into the fold.

There aren't many villagers, only about a dozen, but there are a lot of sheep, roughly estimated to be more than a hundred, including many lambs. "We are almost in Tibet, with fewer mountains and forests and more grasslands."

It’s such a remote place that even people from China would have trouble finding it in a short time.

Meow!!!
The sharp bleating of sheep came from the sheepfold behind the house, the sound was hoarse and miserable.

Yaozhen went around to the back of the house and saw the middle-aged woman who had been there before catching a lamb with another middle-aged man.

The lamb struggled angrily, and a ewe nearby rushed over to try to rescue the lamb, but was beaten away by the middle-aged woman with a stick.

At this moment, the ewe actually bent her knees, knelt in front of the woman, screamed loudly, and tears streamed from her eyes.

Not only that, the ewe kept lowering its head, like a human bowing.

This scene made Yaozhen feel indescribably weird, and she felt an inexplicable chill down her spine.

boom!
The woman hit the ewe on the head with a stick, blood splattered, and the ewe twitched a few times and stopped moving.

Yaozhen's voice got stuck in her throat. The woman suddenly turned her head, the cruelty in her eyes disappeared in an instant, and she smiled at Yaozhen, "Kundao, why are you up? We are killing sheep. Don't scare you with the blood."

Yaozhen swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth with difficulty, and said, "I, a Taoist disciple, do not eat meat, so you don't have to be so polite."

Wow!

The man wiped the lamb's neck and the lamb became silent.

The woman continued to smile and said, "It's okay. Kun Dao doesn't want to eat, but we have to eat every day. Let's go back quickly. It's getting dark and cold outside."

Yao Zhen felt a little nauseous and felt that there was something strange about this village.

When she turned around, she suddenly found that the dozen people in the village were standing outside their houses, all looking at her coldly.

Yao Zhen's scalp tightened, "I'll go back and rest first."

She quickly returned to the cabin and closed the door.

The strange scene just now made her feel extremely uncomfortable and she felt itchy all over.

But there are no evil ghosts in this world now, and even she herself has lost her Taoism. Maybe it’s just because she has experienced too much in the past, so everything seems weird to her?

But no matter what, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. When these people let down their guard, she left immediately.

As the sky gradually darkened, Yaozhen found his iron sword, held it in his hand, covered himself with a quilt, leaned against the head of the bed, closed his eyes and dozed off, waiting for the opportunity.

She wanted to wait until midnight to leave, but Yaozhen fell asleep without knowing when. She was suddenly awakened by the bray of a donkey.

The fire in the fireplace in the house had gone out and it was pitch dark.

This room was for her alone. The couple lived in the house opposite. Yaozhen went out in the dark without disturbing anyone, untied the reins of the black donkey and let it follow her.

The moonlight illuminated the muddy ground. The air was filled with the smell of sheep dung. Severed sheep heads were hung on the walls of every household.

When Yaozhen passed by the yard, she smelled the smell of barbecue. There was still a little fire on the charcoal fire in the yard, with uneaten meat on it. There were two sheep heads, one big and one small, stuck on a pole next to it.

Yao Zhen glanced away and then looked away, but just as she took two steps, she suddenly trembled all over, turned her head back abruptly, and opened her eyes in surprise.

What was on the fire was not a leftover sheep, but half a child...

There are also two heads stuck in the ground with poles next to them, but they are not sheep heads!

What's hanging on the walls of all the houses around here are not sheep heads!
What~~~
The sound of sheep bleating came from the nearby sheepfold. When Yaozhen looked over, she saw that all the sheep had pleading eyes. They knelt down in front of her one by one and kowtowed to her one by one.

There were gusts of chilly wind, and Yao really felt like she was soaked in ice water. She felt freezing and numb from head to toe.

Click!

The wind opened the wooden window of the house opposite. In her peripheral vision, she saw the middle-aged woman from the daytime standing in front of the window with an extremely strange smile on her face, staring at her without blinking.

Yaozhen was so frightened that her heart almost jumped out of her throat. She immediately drew her sword, but her hand grabbed nothing. When she raised her hand, she was shocked to find that her hand had turned into a sheep's hoof.

The stinging and cold feeling on her body became more and more intense. The sheepskin coat she was wearing was growing into her flesh. Yaozhen's legs went soft and she fell to the ground. She wanted to make a sound, but when she opened her mouth, she made the sound of a sheep.

She looked up in horror and stared at the window of the house opposite. There was not a person but a piece of skin hanging there.

Immediately afterwards, a dark figure with a sheep's head and a human body reached out, took down the human skin hanging under the window, and put it on slowly.

Yaozhen's consciousness began to blur. At this moment, the black donkey rushed over, bit Yaozhen's sheepskin coat and pulled it hard.

Haruma cried out in pain as the pain of her flesh being torn came, and she curled up into a ball, but this time her voice was human, and she was much more awake despite the severe pain.

The extreme fear instantly turned into extreme anger. Yao Zhen drew out his sword, stood up, rushed over, kicked the door open, and rushed in.

……

"and after?"

In the mutton restaurant, Sangque asked Yaozhen nervously.

Xia Chan, who was originally enjoying the meal, was listening intently. Suddenly, he felt that the mutton boiling in the pot was not fragrant anymore. Looking at the red meat that had not been cooked, Xia Chan grinned and threw away his chopsticks.

"Little Chan, don't eat mutton!"

Yaozhen was still in shock and her face turned pale when she thought back to what happened that day.

"I killed that woman. After she died, all the other people in the village died too. I checked them one by one and found that they were all sheep in human skins. That woman was a black sheep. I threw all the human skins together and burned them with a big fire. Most of them were burned to ashes, but this one couldn't be burned."

Haruma patted the thing wrapped in red cloth.

"It should be the source, a Yin object that can turn sheep into humans. Perhaps not only sheep, but other animals can also turn into humans by wearing this human skin, but they have to eat humans to maintain their human form. Fortunately, after I solved the source, the people in the sheepfold who had been wearing sheepskin for a short time gradually recovered."

"After asking, I found out that they were the original villagers of Huangni Village. As for how the black sheep came, the survivors didn't know and had no way to trace it. You are the goddess Xuannv who suppresses evil spirits and protects the people. This thing can only be given to you. I hope you can handle it properly."

Sang Que nodded, "Don't worry, I will keep it safe. By the way, what are your plans next?"

Yaozhen looked at the red cloth bag that Sangque held in his palm and sighed, "My master is now cultivating in the Taoist temple over there. I originally planned to travel around the famous mountains and rivers in your China, and communicate with the Taoists here, and then go to accompany my master."

"It seems that the dark forces have revived again. There must be more than one of these evil objects left outside. While I travel, I have to pay attention to clues about these things. It would be better to collect them all. So... I will work for you."

"That's what I meant!"

"The wages cannot be less. I won't do it if it's less! Also, I don't believe in Tao Jun anymore but you now. Don't you have to restore my Taoism?"

"This...I can't do it!"

"You don't know how to learn? Do you really need me to teach you? You poor student!"

"........."

I have finished updating today, and I have secured my perfect attendance record for this month. Then I want to take a day off tomorrow, and start updating other extras the day after tomorrow. I will start with the extras about the supporting characters, and then the short story about Sangque, the grocery store, and the evil objects.

See you the day after tomorrow~