Chapter 31 The Horse Family Ancestral Hall

Seeing Hu Ma’s actions, both Master Lu and the Old Monkey exchanged glances, but said nothing.

After being called out once, without a second time, the moths in the lanterns diminished by seven or eight, and it seemed that this trial had passed for everyone.

Now they had finally reached the end of the mountain path, where they saw a dilapidated little village ahead. Partially visible between the sprawling pine and cypress trees was a large gray stone building, presumably the Horse Family Ancestral Hall.

But after passing this small road, the pressure on everyone did not diminish at all.

Faintly, they felt a wave of yin qi wash over them. The area around the Horse Family Ancestral Hall seemed to be filled with shadows of various shapes, densely packed, no one knew how many, but it disappeared in a flash.

But looking at this short stretch of road from the mountain path to the Horse Family Ancestral Hall, everyone was terrified, and no one dared to take a step forward.

Even the donkey with its eyes covered was in a panic.

"We're here."

Master Lu took a deep breath, slowly took half a step forward, stared at the Horse Family Ancestral Hall, and said in a low voice, "The treasure I want is inside, and my junior sister should be inside too. However, although it's close at hand, the real difficulty lies here."

"This…"

The one who used throwing knives choked and said with some difficulty, "But it's daytime now, inside that ancestral hall…"

"Daytime?"

Master Lu sneered and said, "Take another look."

Not only the one who used throwing knives, but everyone else looked up and couldn't help but be startled.

When they set off, it was not yet noon, and they had only walked for about half an hour to reach the foot of the mountain. Although the mountain path was difficult and long, it didn't seem like they had been walking for so long.

Now it should be daytime no matter how you look at it, just the weather was a bit gloomy.

But looking again now, they saw that the sky was completely dark. Among the surrounding pine and cypress trees, clusters of faint ghost fires floated around.

"Is it because the yin qi is too heavy, blocking the sun, or…"

Hu Ma's heart stirred slightly. He had encountered this situation before when he broke into the Village of the Bereaved.

"The Horse Family Ancestral Hall is located in the yin side of the mountain, which is best for performing arts."

Master Lu said in a low voice, "The Horse family was once a prosperous clan, with flourishing incense offerings, which was very good. But later, they were haunted by misfortune, and the ancestors of the Horse family couldn't suppress it, so the descendants panicked and moved out."

"That place gradually became desolate, becoming a place no one cared about."

"And the treasure I'm looking for this time is in that Horse Family Ancestral Hall."

"Master borrowed these Yin ghosts to protect the treasure for us, which was originally a test for me and my junior sister."

"It's a pity that my junior sister is an extremely insidious person. I have been planning here for many years for this treasure, but she secretly asked Master for a backup plan that Master deliberately left behind back then, which was the bones and birth data of a descendant of the Horse family."

"She pretended to be a descendant of the Horse family and deceived the ghosts in this ancestral hall."

"In this way, not only did she easily pass this trial, but she also blocked me outside."

"Now she is safely guarding the time when the treasure is unearthed inside. The ancestors of the Horse family will naturally protect her. Anyone who gets close will be haunted by evil spirits."

"..."

"Then...then what do we do?"

Suddenly the surroundings became silent, and everyone was terrified.

If it were just one or two wandering spirits, no one would be afraid, but such a strange place with such a group of evil spirits.

Who could withstand it?

"Naturally, we have no way."

At this moment, Master Lu turned his head to look at one person and said softly, "But if we ask Brother Wang to take action, there will be no problem."

Everyone was shocked, and found that he was looking at the honest man.

Everyone present had some unique skills. Even the one who used throwing knives looked like he had been in the martial world, but only this man surnamed Wang looked dark-skinned, honest, and looked like a farmer who tilled the land.

He neither knew how to say polite words nor did he seem to have any special skills. Everyone was somewhat puzzled as to why Master Lu had kept him.

"Hehe, if I'm not mistaken…"

Master Lu looked at the man surnamed Wang and said in a low voice, "Brother, you've killed people, right?"

These words made people feel strange again. Who among those present had not killed people?

Meeting Master Lu's strange gaze, the taciturn man surnamed Wang also raised his head and smiled honestly.

He scratched his head and said, "I've killed a few."

"Just a few?"

Master Lu looked at him and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid it's seven or eight lives, and none of them were easy to kill."

Listening to these words, there seemed to be some probing questions. The taciturn man also raised his head blankly and looked at Master Lu.

Seeming a little embarrassed, he blinked his eyes and said with an honest smile, "Twenty-one, right?"

"The village chief bullied people. His son slept with my woman and refused to lend me money to get medicine for my child. So I went to his house at night and killed all seventeen members of his family."

"His little grandson was only three years old, reaching out his little hands to ask me for a hug, and I drowned him in the pigsty before running away to make a living."

"..."

"What?"

In this quiet atmosphere, suddenly hearing his emotionless, even ingratiating words, everyone present felt a chill in their hearts.

Even Hu Ma felt a slight sinking in his heart. No wonder he felt so much pressure when he first saw this person.

This honest farmer was an unexpectedly ruthless person.

The lives in his hands were different from the lives in the hands of people in the martial world, with a terrifying amount of baleful aura.

"Seventeen?"

But at this moment, it was Hu Ma who spoke. He also stared at this man, his voice a little strange, "Didn't you just say twenty-one?"

"Yes."

The taciturn man said, "Plus the four from my family."

Seeing everyone looking at him, he also felt that he couldn't hide this matter, so he slowly said with some unnatural smile on his face, "Since I was going to kill the village chief's family, if I was caught, my mother would definitely starve to death, so I killed her first."

"My child would die of illness sooner or later if he didn't have money to get medicine, so I killed him too. My woman likes the village chief's eldest son so much, so I sent them on their way together."

"The most regrettable thing is…"

After a pause, he seemed a little regretful, "My old yellow cow, it was the best to me, but I didn't want to see it being whipped by others after I died. The people in my village are not good, they don't know how to take care of livestock, they only know how to whip them."

"..."

Hearing this, everyone present was already sweating, looking at him as if he were a monster.

Actually, it was the lives of twenty people and one cow, but for some reason, listening to him say this, it was even more frightening than twenty-one people.

"But…"

Just then, a voice rang out. It was Master Lu, but his face was pale, as if something unexpected had happened. "But I…"

"Why do I only see seven...seven or eight souls following you?"

"..."

"He has dead people following him?"

Everyone was shocked again, and wanted to stay away from him even more.

No wonder he didn't seem to have any special skills at the time, but Master Lu still kept him. It turned out that he valued the dead people following him.

But, when he met Master Lu, it was still daytime, right?

Standing under the sun, the yin souls could still follow him, how much must they hate him?

Only Hu Ma reacted the fastest, realizing a key issue: Master Lu only saw seven or eight?

"I...I don't know…"

Hearing this, the taciturn man scratched his head, "I originally thought I would be caught and beheaded after killing people, but when the laborers in the village saw me, they ran away, and the constables in the county government also ran away, so I came out to make a living."

"At first, I often had nightmares, dreaming that the people from the village chief's family were asking for my life, dreaming that my mother and the old cow were protecting me, and they were bullied by them, so I killed them again."

"It's just that it was difficult to kill them all, and I couldn't kill a few of them."

"But now I don't have nightmares anymore. They don't ask for my life in my dreams, and they don't bully me anymore…"

"..."

"What's going on?"

Listening to this, Hu Ma already felt both fear and absurdity, but he didn't quite understand the reason.

On the other hand, Master Lu and the Old Monkey had completely changed their faces. Master Lu was obviously hesitant, and the Old Monkey pulled him aside and whispered in his ear.

Hu Ma was a little closer, and his hearing was good, and he vaguely heard them say something like "ferocious man's chang," "only give half," and "no way."

The taciturn man just stood there honestly, as if worried that the owner would not want to use him if he heard it.

"Hehe, brother…"

Master Lu seemed to hesitate for a while before coming over again, his expression obviously a little unnatural, forcing a smile, and said, "We outsiders can't say anything about what you've done before, and we won't go down the mountain to report it to the authorities."

"Now we're just here to get the treasure, and we're borrowing your baleful aura."

As he spoke, he walked back to the cart, opened a package, took out a heavy object, held it in both hands, and said to the honest man:

"This knife is what I prepared for you. It was passed down from generation to generation by an executioner from the previous dynasty."

"With this thing in your hands, these lonely wild ghosts without sacrifices will probably not be able to block your path, right?"

"..."

Hu Ma watched coldly from the sidelines, and couldn't help but want to shout "good" when he heard this.

Master Lu, seeing such a man surrounded by ferocity, found such a baleful object for him to use. In comparison, this kind of thing is probably several grades higher than the red wooden sword.

Of course, it may not have been found temporarily. People in their Xinghun sect usually pay attention to collecting this kind of thing.

But in short, this taciturn man, with this knife in hand, was already an extremely terrifying existence.

A fierce knife paired with an evil person, just enough to cure ghosts.

Of course, there were still accidents. This Master Lu seemed to have been too confident at first, underestimating the killing intent on this man, so he was caught off guard, but he was trying to remedy it.

Hu Ma saw that the executioner's knife in the cart did not seem to be just half, but had two sections.

But he temporarily hid half of it, only giving half to this man. Was it because he was afraid that the ferocity on this man was too strong?

(End of this chapter)