The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy-Chapter 47 - : 47. This is A Chinese Ghost Story

Chapter 47: 47. This is A Chinese Ghost Story

Fang Zhou subconsciously dug at his ear: “What did you say? Sorry, I must have heard wrong, could you repeat that?”

Ning Caichen could only continue with a cupped fist salute: “I am Ning Caichen, did you hear clearly this time?”

This time it was clear, Fang Zhou instantly gasped in shock.

Could it be that Lanruo Temple actually harbored a Ning Caichen? Could this place be the world of A Chinese Ghost Story—no, wait, a Male Ghost Story?

He couldn’t help but ask: “Ning Caichen, why would you hide in such a place full of evil spirits?”

Ning Caichen revealed a bitter smile: “I have been trapped in this damned place for over a year now.”

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“A year?”

Fang Zhou started, astonished, and couldn’t help but take a few good looks at the crude basement. Outside, it was teeming with demons and ghosts, and he couldn’t imagine how Ning Caichen, a scholar without the strength to truss a chicken, had managed to survive in this dangerous place.

“Somebody… um, brings me food and drink.”

Ning Caichen paused noticeably at the word “somebody,” looking embarrassed.

Fang Zhou immediately understood that the one bringing him food and drink was definitely not human. Could it be Nie Xiaoqian?

Ning Caichen hurried over this point and started to explain to Fang Zhou why he was trapped in Lanruo Temple.

It turned out that a year ago, Ning Caichen and his classmates from his hometown were traveling to the Capital City for an exam, and they encountered a fierce evil spirit while staying overnight in a desolate temple. The Cultivator that they had hired to ensure the safety of their travels abandoned them and fled alone.

His classmates were killed one by one, and just when it came to Ning Caichen’s turn, a Cultivator happened to pass by and rescued her.

Fang Zhou suddenly interrupted her recollections: “Was the person who saved you called Yan Chixia?”

Ning Caichen let out a surprised sound and curiously asked, “You know Hero Yan too?”

Know him? Of course he knew him!

Fang Zhou was very familiar with Yan Chixia’s big beard—no, wait, the Yan Chixia in this world could very well be a woman. He hurriedly asked, “Where is Yan Chixia now?”

Yan Chixia was indeed a major figure, no idea if her legs were as long as Ling Xiaoyue’s, or if it was comfortable to hold her.

Fang Zhou subconsciously fantasized for a moment, then quickly shook his head.

No, no, that’s not right. I am a mature, independent man; I shouldn’t always be thinking about clinging to a woman’s legs.

Hearing Fang Zhou’s question, Ning Caichen’s face involuntarily showed a despondent look: “After I arrived at Lanruo Temple with Hero Yan, we were forced to separate, and I don’t know where she is now. She probably has already… alas…”

Fang Zhou exclaimed in surprise: “You can’t be serious?”

Yan Chixia was also one of the main characters in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story. Her importance might even be higher than Ning Caichen’s. How could she be dead?

But in the trilogy of A Chinese Ghost Story, Yan Chixia did indeed die in the last installment, and her belongings were inherited by Brother Fly.

So, in this different world, it’s conceivable that she could have died earlier.

Fang Zhou couldn’t help but show an expression of regret. Such a great support, gone just like that.

After a moment of silence, Ning Caichen continued explaining the reason she was trapped here.

After being saved by Yan Chixia, Ning Caichen decided to give up on the exam and go back home because it was impossible for her to reach the Capital City alone; she also needed to bring back the news of her classmates’ deaths to her hometown.

Yan Chixia, on the other hand, went because a friend of hers believed rumors and went to Wild Tomb Ridge looking for Secret Treasure, but then his fate became unknown. She planned to find out about her friend’s safety.

They realized they were traveling in the same direction, so they journeyed together. When they arrived just outside Wild Tomb Ridge, they were originally planning to part ways, but continuous heavy rains and muddy roads made it so Ning Caichen had no choice but to follow Yan Chixia into Wild Tomb Ridge, taking shelter in Lanruo Temple.

At this point, Ning Caichen also couldn’t help but complain about Monk Hui Neng’s greed, stripping her of the little money she had.

Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen had been staying at Lanruo Temple for several days when the temple began to be haunted.

Fang Zhou interrupted her again, this time with a more serious tone: “Wait, you’re saying Lanruo Temple is haunted?”

Last night when the haunting occurred, Monk Hui Neng said that Lanruo Temple hadn’t seen any ghosts for many years, but Ning Caichen claimed that when she and Yan Chixia visited a year ago, the temple was also haunted.

The two accounts clearly didn’t match; someone was definitely lying.

Moreover, Fang Zhou recalled something else. After seeing the seven-colored rosy clouds tonight, Han Li said it didn’t match the legends about the Secret Treasure at all. Fang Zhou felt something was off but couldn’t figure it out.

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Now thinking back, he realized what it was. Monk Hui Neng had said that over the past year, many Cultivators had come to search for the Secret Treasure and had left empty-handed.

If that was true, those who came looking for the Secret Treasure must have seen the seven-colored rosy clouds, so the rumors about the Treasure should have been updated to reflect its Treasure Artifact quality.

Because those Cultivators wouldn’t have kept quiet after leaving, many Major Sects were buying information about Secret Treasures at high prices. If the Secret Treasure of Wild Tomb Ridge was truly of Treasure Artifact quality, it would have attracted Major Sects long ago. It didn’t make sense that it was still here for rogue cultivators to find after more than a year.

There could only be two possibilities for this situation: one was that there was a special reason why those who left kept silent.

The other possibility was that none of those who came for the treasure left; they all died here.

Combining this with Ning Caichen’s statement that a friend of Yan Chixia had come to Wild Tomb Ridge to search for the Secret Treasure and had also vanished without a trace, Fang Zhou felt the latter was more likely.

In that case, the monks at Lanruo Temple were highly suspicious; at best, they were concealing the truth and profiting from the misfortune of others, at worst, they might have orchestrated this dangerous place themselves.

This infuriated Fang Zhou, but it was too late for recriminations now; he and the others were already trapped in this cursed place, and it was uncertain whether they could escape.

The main problem was that the monks appeared too weak, just like ordinary people, which made the Cultivators underestimate them and let their guard down.

Seeing Fang Zhou with a solemn expression, Ning Caichen couldn’t help asking, “Are you okay?”

Fang Zhou shook his head, then took a few deep breaths to calm his emotions.

If he could leave, he would certainly settle accounts with Monk Hui Neng, but for now, he had to deal with the current situation.

He said to Ning Caichen, “I’m fine, continue.”

Ning Caichen looked slightly embarrassed and paused for a moment before continuing.

After Lanruo Temple became haunted, Ning Caichen hid in her room and ended up being targeted by a ghost. But the ghost had a kind heart and didn’t harm her.

Fang Zhou didn’t ask if the ghost was named Nie Xiaoqian, so as not to frighten Ning Caichen.

However, Ning Caichen brought up the ghost’s name herself, indeed it was Nie Xiaoqian. Speaking of Nie Xiaoqian, Ning Caichen couldn’t help but reveal a sweet smile.

Nie Xiaoqian did not harm Ning Caichen but merely played tricks on her. The two, or rather, the person and the ghost, got to know each other because of this.

When Yan Chixia returned and saw Nie Xiaoqian, he was about to exterminate her but was stopped by Ning Caichen, and Nie Xiaoqian drifted away.

Over the next ten or so days living at Lanruo Temple, Nie Xiaoqian visited every night, talking with Ning Caichen about everything under the moon. The person and the ghost attracted each other and gradually became infatuated, and by the time they came to their senses, they had already fallen in love.

Half a month later, when the seven-colored rosy clouds appeared, Yan Chixia went to the old site of Lanruo Temple, and Ning Caichen followed because she worried about Yan Chixia’s safety.

With a somewhat mocking smile, Fang Zhou looked at her: “Really?”

He didn’t believe Ning Caichen followed Yan Chixia to the old site of Lanruo Temple just because she was worried about him; it must have been for another reason.

Ning Caichen looked embarrassed and finally admitted honestly that although she did worry about Yan Chixia’s safety, she mainly came for Nie Xiaoqian.

Because Nie Xiaoqian had told her that Lanruo Temple’s Tree Demon had imprisoned a group of ghosts to lure in passersby, and Nie Xiaoqian was one of those imprisoned spirits. The ashes urn was situated at the roots of the Tree Demon, and without the urn, they couldn’t leave or reincarnate.

Ning Caichen wanted to save Nie Xiaoqian, and Yan Chixia could only let her be. However, upon arriving at the old site of Lanruo Temple, the two were separated by a white mist.

Ning Caichen nearly lost her life to the ghosts, but Nie Xiaoqian appeared in time to save her and placed her in this basement room, providing her with food and drink daily, preparing to find an opportunity to send her away.

Unfortunately, that opportunity never came, and Ning Caichen ended up trapped in this ghostly place for over a year.