I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 89 The Woman in the Mirror (asking for monthly ticket)
Sang Que was anxious and asked, "Can the storyteller write his story anywhere, or does he need special paper?"

After passing through the corner gate behind the main courtyard, Su Liangyuan brought Sang Que to the courtyard where the servants of the Ming mansion lived. They stopped at the entrance, not knowing what they were waiting for.

"Did Yan Daozi ever tell you about drawing talismans?"

Sang Que shook his head, "I haven't been with Master for long."

It was only three days, and then the 'master' was gone.

Su Liangyuan sighed and shook his head. "I have never told you this kind of common sense. It is really irresponsible. I think you should switch to my school. I will teach you wholeheartedly. With your age and qualifications, you will definitely achieve great success in the future."

Sang Que looked embarrassed and thought to himself that these two were really good brothers!
Su Liangyuan stopped there and continued, "The yellow paper used by Taoists to draw talismans is all offered by pilgrims to the Taoist temple. It carries the power of incense and wishes. Only in this way can it carry the power of the Taoist master."

"The same goes for the paper used by storytellers. It must be taken from schools across the country as a gift from students. The storyteller's blood must be added to make the ink effective."

Sang Que breathed a sigh of relief. In this way, the stories her mother wrote would not affect her lifespan. After all, what she wrote were not horror stories, but cool stories with her as the protagonist.

Although she is still a weakling and can't feel happy yet, she will try her best!

Don’t bully the young man because he is poor!

"Now, we just need to push the story to the end as quickly as possible, and the storyteller will definitely appear. Let me test you, what kind of ending is in line with the tone of a horror story?"

Sang Que's fingers gripping the sword clenched tightly, and there was a ticking sound in her head, making her even angrier. Are you giving her a Chinese lesson here?

Taking a breath, Sang Que said slowly, "No one can survive. This is the most despairing and terrifying thing."

Su Liangyuan nodded, "That's right. Since the main theme is horror and it wants to punish evil and promote good, then the protagonist of the story must be a sinner who is killed by ghosts in the end. This is both terrifying and in line with the theme."

"With this premise, as long as we can kill all the protagonists mentioned in the story, the story will end. After all, without characters, the story can't go on!"

Sang Que frowned. The protagonists mentioned in the story should be the ones mentioned on the page that said "The Story Begins", the refugee returning home, the ferocious outlaw, and the mysterious ascetic monk.

The old monk is now missing. Judging from his age and the blood-drinking behavior discovered by Xia Chan, the old monk is most likely someone who escaped from the Ming Mansion and has a certain connection with the freak young lady.

Those three outlaws were probably not even born fifty years ago, so what connection could they have with the events in the Ming Mansion fifty years ago? It is unknown at the moment.

There is also the Returnee, who refers to the skinny monkey and also to her.

But Shouhou's mother was a victim of Ming Mansion back then. Could there be a reversal here, so Shouhou was dragged into this and has to pay off his mother's "debt"?
As for herself, she came into direct contact with the storyteller. The storyteller might have been looking for her, so he used the general term "returning home guest" to include her and used the invisible power generated by the story to drag her into the game.

This can also explain the storyteller's meaning of "I have entered the game with my own body". If the storyteller had not been here, she would never have gone deep into the Ming Mansion.

In addition, the storyteller put himself in the game and caught not only her, but also Su Liangyuan.

Su Liangyuan is also in the story. Perhaps his current behavior is influenced by the storyteller. He thinks he is on the road to breaking the impasse, but in fact he is walking into the trap dug by the storyteller.

After analyzing these things, Sang Que really wanted to ask her mother for praise, and let her mother's readers see that she is not a blockhead who has to rely on her mother for everything. At critical moments, her brain can still work.

"Uncle Master, what are you going to do?" Sang Que asked softly.

Su Liangyuan continued to stare at the residence of the Ming mansion servants in the dark night. Sang Que looked at it in confusion. In the storm, the red lanterns under the eaves were swaying, and the doors and windows of the ruined house were blocked by a large number of crisscrossing red lines. "Based on the fragments of the story I have collected so far, it can be seen that the storyteller's story is mainly about a maid named 'Huilan'. By revealing her tragic past, he step by step recreates the tragedy of the 'Ye Shen Festival' fifty years ago in the Ming mansion."

"A story must have conflict, a protagonist and of course a villain. Huilan was a victim 50 years ago, and now she has become the 'villain' in the story. Blood for blood is in line with the logic of horror stories."

"But you've also seen along the way that red threads and talisman papers are scattered all over the Ming Mansion. After the incident that year, someone sealed the resentment and evil thoughts of everyone in the Ming Mansion, and Huilan was also sealed."

"I wanted to use ghosts to kill people before, but two of those outlaws died and one escaped. Now we just need to help Huilan break the seal and release her. She will definitely go straight to the protagonist of the story and kill them one by one. This is in line with the direction of the story. Do you understand what I mean?"

Sang Que's fist was a little hard. She understood that Su Liangyuan was seeking death and wanted to drag her down with him!

He was completely following the storyteller's story. The fact that he is still alive today might be that the storyteller deliberately let him go to advance the plot and release Huilan through him.

Perhaps, this is also a way of survival in the story, to follow the development of the story and wait for an opportunity to break the impasse, rather than just resisting?

"What exactly happened in Ming Mansion fifty years ago?" Sang Que asked again.

"I don't know. It's nothing more than that Huilan was pushed to the extreme and did something to turn herself into a curse or evil spirit, which angered the Jue God worshipped by the Ming family. As a result, the Ming family was attacked by the Jue God and was destroyed overnight. Our goal is to catch the storyteller. Other things are not important."

"That thing is gone, relax and don't resist."

Su Liangyuan spoke in a low voice, and rolling gray mist dissipated from his body, covering Sang Que in the blink of an eye. The next moment, the two of them went directly from outside to a room.

Teleport!

Sang Que was shocked. Su Liangyuan's evil fog could make people teleport instantly!
Moreover, he just saw something go away, but she didn't see it. This is enough to show that Su Liangyuan's Taoism is more advanced than hers.

Sang Que was once again thankful that he had not attacked Su Liangyuan before, otherwise he would have been able to avoid the attack of the butcher knife and the corpse worms with this one teleportation move.

The only thing she could do to deal with him was the key, but she had no chance of recovery and had to be extra cautious.

"There are many arrangements outside the courtyard. If someone who doesn't know the reason casually steps in, he will die without a burial place. Fortunately, you met me, otherwise you would not be able to get in here. Do you see the bronze mirror on the dressing table over there?"

Su Liangyuan pointed his chin to the front and side, and Sang Que squinted his eyes and slowly adapted to the darkness.

There was a large bunk bed in the room. At the end of the bed was a wooden dressing table with a lot of red ropes wrapped around it. On it was a bronze mirror covered with stains. Next to the bronze mirror was a yellow talisman that had expired.

Something seemed to be moving in the bronze mirror. Sang Que took a few steps forward, waiting for an opportunity to approach the door next to him.

Boom!

Lightning suddenly illuminated the room, and Sang Que saw a woman in a red wedding dress with black hair sitting in front of a dressing table. Her black hair covered most of her face. She was combing her face with a comb, and tears of blood were flowing from the one eye that was exposed.

Su Liangyuan walked to Sang Que and said, "That's Huilan. As long as we let her out, we'll be done."

Sangque pretended to be afraid and leaned against the door, "How... do I put it in?"

Su Liangyuan looked at Sang Que steadily, "Did Yan Daozi ever teach you that when a person dies and becomes a ghost, or turns into an evil ghost, they all have the obsession to be resurrected."

"You and Huilan are both women. You only need to smear your blood on the mirror, and Huilan's obsession will naturally boil over, breaking through the seal of the mirror and trying to possess you. Don't worry, I will be there to protect you and keep you safe!"