Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

Not long after walking, Lu Yun saw the young ghost who brought her here again.

In the discussion, I learned that this ghost clan is called Aran, and he was born with a not very clear head, and he often goes out alone.

At this moment, Aran was sitting under a tree blankly. A pair of crimson reds should have been extremely dangerous, but what they put on Aran's body showed a kind of inorganic coldness.

Like an empty shell, what is loaded inside is not a soul, but some kind of rigid program.

Realizing their arrival, Aran just turned his head and looked at them a few times, then continued to be in a daze.

The whole village, in a circle, can be called peaceful.

This place is not like ghosts, and the residents here are not like ghosts, but more similar to those neutral and chaotic ghost cultivators.

"We are peaceful."

Regarding Lu Yun's question, the elderly male ghost clan lay on a rocking chair, waving a fan, and told a few people about the history of the ghost clan.

The ghost clan was born a long time ago, perhaps at the moment when human beings were born, the opposite ghost clan appeared.

Human beings have the seven emotions and six desires, and so do ghosts.

But compared to the complexity of human beings, the emotions of the ghost race are much simpler. They don't have to worry about anything, as long as they follow their instincts and impulses.

They like the human soul, if you want to describe it, they are eating and drinking, but what they feel is a sense of spiritual satiety.

The war between ghosts and humans has always existed, until the well-known war between Renxiu and ghosts.

In that battle, the Ghost Clan expanded a lot of territory, stirring up the outside world, and then they ushered in the strongest counterattack from the Human Cultivator and Demon Cultivator.

In that battle, the ghost clan also suffered heavy casualties. If the birth of the ghost clan did not require male and female reproduction like human beings, it is impossible to say that the ghost clan would be extinct in that battle.

It was also after that battle that they were re-sealed in this ghostly creature by Renxiu.

Since then, there have been differences among the ghost tribe. Some ghost tribes think it is good to just stay in the ghost world, while others want to go out and fight everywhere.

The desire to conquer and plunder is something in the bones of some ghosts.

After the quarrel, the ghost clan split up.

The place they are at now is where the ghost clan supports Anle, although the word Anle is particularly awkward for the ghost clan.

"The Blood Moon Festival is the day when new ghosts are born."

Grandpa Ghost said with a smile, the fan in his hand swayed slightly, completely ignoring the shocked eyes of several people.

"Tomorrow, the newborn will come."

And among those newborns, one will be the new ghost king in the future.

As for the Ghost King Palace, it is the place where newborns are born.

Once a year, the accumulated grievances will give birth to a large number of ghost babies. The behavior of breeding through the fusion of water and milk is not valid in the ghost clan.

It was the first time they heard of such a thing, and several people looked strange.

They were making eye contact. They knew about the blood moon festival tomorrow, but this was the first time they heard that a new ghost clan would be born at the blood moon festival.

"You didn't ask."

Xu Shi sensed the doubts of the villains, and Grandpa Ghost said cheerfully.

He squinted his eyes, as if enjoying the present day.

In the long life of the ghost clan, there is actually no joy, sorrow or anger. The only thing that can be called a heart is the birth of a newborn.

The Blood Moon Festival is a ceremony that all ghost races will participate in. The only difference this year is the existence of the new king.

Grandpa Ghost is in a good mood, and Yao Huai tells about Granny Ghost.

"Oh, that old woman, she is too cruel and thinks too much, she doesn't even think about it, she is already a lot of age, and she still has to fight and kill with all her might, can her body hold it up?"

Surprisingly, the ghost grandpa not only knew the ghost mother-in-law, but also spoke very familiarly, even... doting.

Miao Ruoling had goosebumps all over her body when this idea came up, and Lu Yun also touched her arm calmly.

Seeing this, Grandpa Ghost's smile widened.

"She and I used to be a couple, but we separated because of disagreement."

"Every year, on the day of the Blood Moon Festival, that old woman would be willing to come out and let me see her."

The aura of Grandpa Ghost, who couldn't stop his fan, was kind, but no one took it seriously.

"Oh, the ghost is old and tired, little guys, go and play by yourself."

The ghost grandpa drove people away.

A few people simply left, watching the old ghost lay leisurely, eyes closed very comfortable.

How trustworthy the other party's words are is up to them to judge for themselves.

That night, no one could fall asleep, and they ushered in the second day in the clear sky.

There is no difference between morning and night for ghosts and creatures.

The sky is bright red as far as the eye can see, but today's red color, after a long time, I always feel that there has been a change, and it has become more ominous.

Compared with those of them who cultivated, the ghost clan was very excited.

Many people began to tidy up the house, preparing for the arrival of a new life.

As time passed, at a certain moment, or in the blink of an eye, a bloody full moon appeared in the sky.

The bright red color is brighter than that of the sky, and the moonlight cast is a misty red mist.

Lu Yun took out the Wangchuan stone, and saw that the moonlight falling on the stone was gradually absorbed, and a touch of red appeared in the center of the dark stone.

Like crystals, hidden in it.

This is the complete Wangchuan Stone.

"Come on, the Ghost King Palace has appeared."

Amidst the cheers of the ghost clan, Lu Yun looked in the direction those people were looking at, but saw nothing.

The same is true when looking back at the few people around.

"Only ghosts who really desire to enter the Ghost King's Palace can see the entrance, people...it should be the same."

The ghost grandfather who explained to them yesterday walked over slowly, with his hands behind his back, his back was a little bent, and he still had that smiling expression on his face.

"I'm going to see that stubborn old woman first, otherwise there will be a fight later, and there will be no time to reminisce."

Following the other party's narration, the other party's body slowly disappeared in front of several people, as if walking into another space.

After looking at each other, they let go of the complicated thoughts in their minds, and followed what the other party taught, they just wanted to enter the Ghost King Palace.

An icy ghostly air blows towards the face, like a fierce wind, enough to cut the skin.

The moment Lu Yun opened her eyes, she saw a magnificent palace appearing a hundred meters ahead.

The palace made of dragon crystals glowed faintly under the blood moon, and a thin red mist shrouded the sky, fluttering and roaming.

The gate of the palace is open, but there is nothing clearly visible inside the brightly lit door.

Lu Yun raised her foot, just one step, just one step, and Lu Yun's body suddenly appeared at the gate of the palace.

Shrinking the ground into an inch, a realm that Lu Yun's cultivation could not reach, I experienced it today.

Looking back, everything disappeared.

It was as if the companions she had been with for a day were actually false dreams that never existed at all.

Lu Yun stepped into the light without hesitation.

The world is full of illusions, but she believes what she sees. (end of this chapter)