Acai's Sky

Chapter 958: Descendants of Tushan: Ghost 1

Ah Cai tapped her fingertips lightly on the suspended array of light balls, and a dark gray suddenly expanded and swallowed her whole.

The cold data stream wrapped around my body like a spider web. When I opened my eyes again, the fishy smell of rotten leaves mixed with the smell of damp soil rushed into my nostrils.

The densely packed grave mounds in front of him were covered with withered yellow wormwood, the crooked tombstones were covered with moss, some were half sunken in the mud, and dark red blood stains were still congealed on the broken ends.

"Fuck, you're making me dance on my grave?"

Ah Cai pressed the tip of her tongue against her back teeth, and her fingertips subconsciously touched You Yan's waist. Before she finished speaking, the system prompt sounded like thunder.

[Ding, the player enters the ghost house of Tushan descendants (0936), please survive for five days. ]

[Ding, complete the mission to obtain 1 Underworld Item. Failure counts as a death!]

[Ding, I wish players good luck in fighting! ]

Light blue text flickered in the air above the cemetery, casting a strange green glow on the eerie locust tree forest in the distance.

A flash of silver light suddenly shot out from Ah Cai's wrist, and 00541 transformed into a furry ball and somersaulted in the air, its two red eyes widening. "Finally, I can get out and walk around! Holy crap, host, why are you in the cemetery?"

"I thought you were so engrossed in the system community chatter that you'd completely forgotten your business." Ah Cai raised an eyebrow. A dark fire gathered from her fingertips, illuminating the surroundings. The flames licked the air, making a soft crackling sound. The rotten leaves between the graves suddenly moved without wind, and the faint sound of iron chains dragging could be heard.

00541 immediately came over like a dog, hugging Acai's arm with his little paws: "How could that be! We're going to get some information!"

Its ears suddenly perked up, and it looked around vigilantly, "But host, none of your beasts are here. Are you planning to fight alone?"

"They're all in seclusion in their homeland." Ah Cai flicked her wrist, and the dark flame transformed into a whip of fire, sweeping away the vines that suddenly appeared at their feet. "They've leveled up dozens of times in a row and are busy digesting their new skills."

Her eyes swept across the vague white shadows deep in the cemetery, and suddenly she seemed to remember something and sank her consciousness into her palm.

[Exchange Pavilion] is still floating in the chaotic space, with mysterious runes flowing on the dark golden surface of the pavilion.

The bronze compass transformed from Zhitong was stuck in the corridor on the third floor. A faint light seeped out from the cracks on the surface, and the "clicking" sound of the gears turning could be faintly heard.

When Ah Cai withdrew her consciousness, she suddenly felt a chill on her neck. She turned around abruptly and saw countless pale arms hanging from a locust tree a hundred meters away, with fresh soil embedded in the cracks of their nails.

"Something is coming!" 00541 screamed and crawled into Acai's collar, but its tail was still sticking out and wagging around.

Ah Cai raised the corner of her lips, and [Phantom Flame] suddenly surged, casting an eerie glow across the cemetery. "It's a good time to try out my new skills. I'll use you as a training ground!"

As the runes on her palm lit up, the dead grass on the grave suddenly grew wildly, and tender green shoots pierced through the rotten leaves, drawing a vibrant line of defense in the gloomy cemetery.

...

"Hey, it's been a while since we've had guests at home. Come and have a seat at my house, little one!"

The [Dark Flame] around Ah Cai was burning fiercely, lighting up the cemetery.

At this moment, a hoarse but somewhat loving voice came from behind the locust tree: "Hey, it's been a long time since we had guests at home. Come to my house and have a seat!"

As the words fell, an old woman in a faded blue shirt slowly walked out.

She was leaning on a peach wood cane wrapped with a red cloth. Her hunched body seemed bent by the years. A kind smile hung on her wrinkled face, and a faint green light shone in her cloudy eyes.

Her feet did not actually touch the ground. A fine black mist was floating three inches above the ground, looming in the moonlight.

Ah Cai cautiously took a half step back, You Yan condensing into a defensive posture in her palms. But then she saw the old woman clasp her hands together and bow slightly towards her: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I mean no harm. Look at this desolate place. It's rare to see a living person. Just think of it as a conversation with me."

As she spoke, she gently waved her crutch, and the pale arms hanging from the locust tree all retracted, and the yin energy around them also weakened a little.

00541 half of his head popped out from Ah Cai's collar, his red eyes rolling around: "Host, this old soul looks strangely kind..."

Before she could finish her words, Ah Cai already felt an invisible force quietly exploring her soul.

Her eyes turned cold, and her spiritual sense swept out like a sharp sword, but she saw the old woman quickly retract her power as if she had been burned, and waved her hands repeatedly: "Sorry, sin! I was just curious because you have a rare item on you!"

Ah Cai raised her eyebrows and flicked her fingertips, and a dark red light emerged from the depths of her sea of ​​consciousness - it was the spirit coffin [Higanbana]. The blood-red Lycoris radiata carved on the coffin seemed to come alive under the reflection of You Yan, and the petals trembled slightly.

Seeing this, the old woman's cloudy eyes instantly lit up, and her withered hands trembled slightly. "So it's such a treasure! When I was young, I worked in the underworld and saw records of the red spider lily coffin. It is said that this coffin can suppress all souls and is the key to connect the Yin and Yang worlds!"

"You have a good eye."

Ah Cai took back the treasure with a half-smile, "But since you know the origin of this thing, you must also know that I am not someone to be trifled with."

The old woman suddenly burst into a chuckle, her laughter echoing throughout the cemetery: "Young friend, you misunderstood! I have lived for hundreds of years and have long lost the desire for power and violence. To be honest, I guard this cemetery just to wait for the right person."

She slowly walked to a broken stone bench, and two bronze oil lamps flew out of her sleeves, with the wicks burning with faint blue flames.

A steaming pot of tea and two porcelain cups appeared out of thin air on the stone table. The aroma of the tea was mingled with the fragrance of locust flowers. "Come, sit down and have a cup of tea. This tea is called 'Forget Worry Yin'. It's made by the old woman using hundred-year-old locust roots and dew from the underworld. Drinking it will relieve all worries."

Ah Cai didn't let her guard down, but she sat down confidently. She took a sip from her teacup. The tea was slightly bitter at first, but it warmed her throat. "You said you were waiting for someone you were destined to be with. But were you waiting for me?"

The old woman looked at her lovingly, reaching out to touch her head, but stopped before touching her hair. "Young friend, you possess a righteous spirit within your soul, and you carry the coffin of the red spider lily. You are exactly the person I'm waiting for. Beneath this cemetery lies a thousand-year-old evil spirit. A hundred years ago, I used my own cultivation to seal it. Now that the seal is about to be broken, I hope you can lend a hand."

00541 suddenly jumped out, put his hands on his hips and said, "I can help you, but what's the benefit?"

The old woman chuckled again. "Although the spiritual coffin [Higanbana] is powerful, it lacks the underworld spiritual pattern, so its power cannot be fully exerted. I don't have anything else, but I happen to know the complete method of carving the spiritual pattern. After the task is completed, I will teach you everything I know."

Ah Cai rubbed the rim of the cup, a thoughtful look in her eyes. Seeing this, the old woman said, "Don't worry, young friend. Although I have served in the underworld for many years, I hate ghosts harming people the most. If you agree, I am willing to take out all the treasures of the underworld that I have collected throughout my life, and you can choose from them."

As she spoke, she waved her sleeves, and the stone table was instantly filled with objects emitting strange light - there were soul-guiding banners that could control the souls of the dead, netherworld veils that could temporarily make one invisible, and soul-gathering beads that could enhance the power of the soul...

"Okay, I promise you."

Ah Cai put down the teacup, and the dark flame circulated around her body. "But before we start, you must first reveal a few words about the spiritual pattern carving method."

Upon hearing this, the old woman's eyes flashed with admiration: "My friend, you are cautious, and you are a bit like me in my youth. Okay, let's make a deal!"

As she spoke, she stretched out her withered fingers and drew a blood-red spiritual pattern in the air, muttering to herself, "This first spiritual pattern is called the 'Yin Yang Lock', which can lock the soul..."

As the night deepened, the occasional whimpering sound of the wind could be heard from the cemetery, but it could not drown out the conversation between a man and a soul beside the stone bench.

Ah Cai listened carefully to the old woman's explanation, and asked questions from time to time. The old woman answered them patiently and gestured with her skinny fingers from time to time, just like a kind elder who was teaching her granddaughter to read.

Who would have thought that this seemingly heartwarming scene was actually the brief tranquility before the war...