n to disappear rapidly. The gate behind Jiang Qiyun swung open, and countless chains flew out from the darkness, dragging the surrounding ghosts toward it. Mu Mei roared on the ground as she was pulle...Mu Wanchen's target, surprisingly, was the eastern kitchen in the courtyard.

In this courtyard, which adhered to strict rules and regulations, the location of the east kitchen was also well-defined. This deserted village lacked even a land temple, yet there was a shrine to the Stove King deity placed on the stovetop.

I think this is just a sham, where would there be deities in such a place

However, the entire courtyard's formation did not encompass this kitchen; it seemed to have been deliberately separated from the rest.

In the Wuzhu faith, souls go to Gui Xu, and the array formation emphasizes balance between reality and illusion. If it completely encloses everything, leaving no room for qi to circulate, then it becomes a dead formation. Even the Eight Diagrams Array needs a living gate, right " Mu Wanchen gave me a simple explanation.

I'm not a very quick learner, but his voice sounds so soothing and captivating that I can't help but want to listen to more of his teachings.

"Will there be strange and evil spirits invading this kitchen" I stood in the middle of the kitchen, feeling that the atmosphere here was not much different from the front door, still carrying a heavy sense of gloom and evil.

"There is no meaning of invasion here. Even if you come to this kitchen, the strange and eerie things dare not touch the formation further. The witches in this house maintain the chaotic state here. If they do something unexpected, I'm afraid this village will be exposed to the world."

“…At that time, the underworld emissaries will have to come and collect souls. The ghosts will also enter the underworld to be rewarded for good deeds and punished for evil ones. Then this place will be known to outsiders, and those vengeful spirits who entangle with living people won't want to be bound, and the government officials won't want to see this kind of situation either…”

I frowned and asked, "Don't these ghosts prefer to torment the living until death do them part, only then to vanish into thin air Even after death, haven't they considered letting go of love, hate, and grudges, being more carefree and moving on They are still forced to submit here; she's not some kindhearted woman, you know."

Ms. Xue's temper would certainly not break the rules here. After severing their love and hate, these wandering souls who are unwilling to go to the underworld would still be thoroughly "transcended" by her.

"Indeed…Yin and Yang are quite interesting…Sometimes, only when Yin and Yang are separated do we realize how difficult it is to let go. Within this, there's probably the most 'love'…" Mu Wanchen said with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.

He raised his hand to push open the door to the eastern kitchen and said in a faint voice, "Many people who claim to be fearless often regret it before they die. When I'm buried, many people will show their affection and reluctance to die."

"Wait, wait..." My ears twitched; I seemed to have caught a key word, one far more important than kitchens or formations.

I looked up at Mu Wanchen, puzzled and asked, "You said... your funeral What kind of funeral"

Mu Wanchen said lightly, "This is one of my responsibilities. I'll tell you more about it later... Now not only me, but you can also go to the funeral."

"...This isn't something to be happy about, is it What makes me want to go to the funeral too!"

This isn't a blessing, what does it mean that I could even go to a funeral Funerals are usually for relatives and close friends who have passed away, living people going to send them off on their final journey. This...this doesn't mean you're cursing me with death around me, does it

And my grandmother, who resembles a monster, is still missing. Could it be that she's passed away

Mu Wanchen saw me widen my eyes, slightly stunned. He quickly reacted and realized that I had misunderstood him. He stopped and said to me earnestly, "It's not what you think...you got it wrong."

He looked at the door of the east kitchen and didn't rush out. He patiently said to me, "Before there was no underworld pathway in Wuzhuang City, I had to send souls to every dying or dead person, so that's why I said that... Those souls in the mirror world were sent in through artifacts and secret techniques of the Wuzhuang King or the Grand Elder."

"Oh... so, that Shaman King not only has to worry about having children, but also has to send off the departed. He must be busy." I scoffed.

This Shaman King has nothing good going for him. Once I've settled those tribesmen, I'll figure out a way to get Mu Wanchen to shed these burdens and go off adventuring with me.

"Now you can share my worries," he smiled, pulling me along.

"How can I ease your worries"

He gave me a mysterious glance, a hint of a smile playing on his lips, and whispered, “Didn’t the witch give you...the Wheel of Reincarnation”

The Wheel of Rebirth, this thing became like a stone marbles. What can it be used for

Thinking about it, I could discuss this later. As Mu Wanchen pulled me out of the east kitchen's threshold, I shivered from the cold and pushed the matter aside.

The most urgent thing is to find my great-grandmother.

"She should be in the backyard. This front yard is deserted and creepy, nobody would leave important things here, right" I said, rubbing my goosebumps.

This place looks like a magic formation, it's like an ice cellar.

Why is it suddenly so cold! Outside the courtyard, there are dark and ominous clouds, strange and eerie, with danger lurking. Under this grim backdrop, inside the courtyard, it's as cold as a grave buried deep underground.

The air seemed to thicken, white lanterns hung at several key points, the faint glow they emitted was a sickly pale.

"This lamp... how is the layout a bit strange..."

Technically, lanterns are always hung in pairs, but I saw a single lantern hanging outside one house.

Just one lamp.

Those two lights at the main entrance, even with bloodstains on them, are still hanging. Why is there only one here And the glow inside is so dim... I suspect it's a nearly dead lightbulb.

Is there electricity here Can this remote, hidden wilderness even have running water, electricity, and Wi-Fi...

The white paper lanterns were really creepy. I walked downstairs to take a closer look, and there was a small dish with a wick, the flame barely flickering. It was almost burnt out

"If this lantern goes out..." I looked at Mu Wanchen.

Mu Wanchen was tall, standing beside me he could reach the bottom of the lantern with his hand.

He slender fingers lightly touched the lantern and asked in a low voice, "Have you heard a legend About a soul-calling lamp... it was mentioned in a very famous historical record once."

"You speak. With my limited knowledge, how could I possibly discuss the vast ocean of books with him It's best to just ask directly."

“…In the midst of a chaotic era filled with warlords, there was an extraordinary individual who sought to extend his life through a technique known as borrowing years. However, by a stroke of fate, the wind extinguished a lamp…”

Then what I had a pretty good idea who this renowned figure was, given their fame. But hearing these historical accounts from Mu Wanchen's lips always felt different, with a unique interpretation. I was curious to hear more.

Mu Wanchen retracted his hand and replied faintly, "This esteemed person was renowned throughout the land in his early years. He several times used 'fire' and 'wind' to turn dangers into peace and defeat the enemy army... However, Heaven bears its burden, and in the end, a night wind extinguished his borrowed lamp of life..."

Does heaven bear the responsibilityese two little things out here already! They're such a bother!"Given his demands in that previous matter, I estimate he's been extremely impatient for the past three months."I quickly suggested, "Why...