Quick Transmigration: Pangu is Actually My Brother

Chapter 323 A World Rampant with Bizarre Events (11)

"You're not getting revenge on me for turning you into an old man, are you?" Wangyou said, looking at the little old man.

"Don't dare!"

“I doubt you would dare,” Wangyou chuckled. “But if that female ghost were to truly experience her entire life, she would be crippled, if not dead.”

"Then what do we do?"

"Let's see how it goes, one step at a time. We'll find out once we go in." Wangyou walked directly into the village. The others looked at each other, and after a moment, they followed.

The village was unusually quiet. Just as the old man had said, every household had a coffin in their yard, which was quite unsettling.

Wangyou randomly opened a coffin. Good, it was empty; no one was there.

"We've got a place to sleep tonight!" Wangyou said happily.

"You're not talking about a coffin, are you?"

“Yes, I’ve been out in the wild these past few days and haven’t had a proper sleep. I’m so tired, this coffin is mine.” Wangyou conjured up a quilt out of thin air, then laid it on the bottom of the coffin before peacefully lying down inside.

"Why don't we rest here in the courtyard too?" Shen Suifeng glanced at Wangyou, who was already asleep, and said softly.

"It seems this is the only way."

The old man disappeared in a flash when no one was paying attention to him.

The fire crackled in the courtyard, and several people gathered around it fell asleep without realizing it.

Gradually, the color of the fire in the middle suddenly changed, turning green.

A red figure suddenly appeared in mid-air.

Wake up! A female ghost is coming!

[Has anyone woken them up? Are they doomed?!]

Is Miss Forget-Me-Not still around?

Even if you're gone, my sister will always be here!

Wen An'an watched the live stream. Although she was scared when the camera moved away from this scene, she didn't forget to argue with people.

The scene shifts, and the group's surroundings change to an ancient street bustling with people. The most lively place is the landlord's house at the end of the village, which is unusually lively.

[Wow, this is amazing! Why did they suddenly change the map?!]

"How did we get here? Weren't we in the yard?" the fat man's voice rang out.

“We’re in that illusion created by the female ghost, and this isn’t just over ninety years ago, it’s at least four hundred years ago. There wasn’t such a dilapidated and ancient village a hundred years ago,” Wangyou said with a yawn.

"You mean we've all been pulled into the ghost's illusion, meaning we're in a dream right now?"

"You could say that!"

"Do we even have a chance of getting out of here alive?"

"I don't know about you, but I'm sure I can."

"Boss, help!" the fat man cried, suddenly kneeling down.

"Uh……"

Wangyou ignored the man's antics. "I'll go check out the landlord's house at the end of the village. You guys inquire around elsewhere to see if you can find any clues. Then come find me at the end of the village."

"Wait, I'll go with you." Shen Suifeng followed Wangyou's steps, and the others also dispersed to see if they could find any useful clues.

The Zhang family lives at the end of the village. They are a wealthy family, and they are probably getting married soon. The house is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, creating a festive atmosphere. From a distance, it looks very lively, but when you get closer, you will find that the house is very quiet.

There was no sound of celebration. Thinking of the story the old man had told during the day, this wedding was a ghost marriage, and it seemed that the young master of this family was already dead.

Wangyou and Shen Suifeng climbed over the wall and went inside, only to find that the inside was completely different from the outside. The outside was all red, while the inside was all white. In the center of the hall, there was a coffin with a portrait in front of it, of a very handsome man.

Judging from his appearance, you can tell he is not a good person. Although he was born weak and sickly and would not live past twenty, it did not stop him from doing evil and harming the village.

As for why he died at the age of sixteen, it was entirely because he was too wild and brought about his own demise.

"Sure enough, men only behave when they're hung on the wall. Oh, no, that's not right. Right now, even if they were hung on the wall, they wouldn't behave." Wangyou clicked her tongue and muttered to herself.

What did you see?

"This man wasn't a good person when he was alive. Let's go look around elsewhere!"

The two avoided the people coming and going in the courtyard and went to a room next door. They heard muffled noises coming from inside. Wangyou carefully poked a hole in the paper window and looked inside. She saw a beautiful young girl tied to a chair.

"It seems this girl is the protagonist of the story."

"What kind of era is this, that they actually use living people for burial!" Shen Suifeng's eyes were filled with anger.

"You think this doesn't exist in modern times? The upper class plays much more elaborate games now, like borrowing life, changing fate, and borrowing luck. Don't you know about it?"

"I don't know, how did you know?"

"Of course I saw it!"

Where did you see that?

“There were quite a few in school when I was in junior high. For example, there was a sickly boy in the regular class next door. I can’t remember what his name was. He had his original destiny replaced and his destiny was placed in the body of a young master of the Ming family.”

"You're not talking about Mingli, are you?" Shen Suifeng thought about the people he knew and finally settled on Mingli, who was sickly before the age of five, became as strong as a calf after the age of five, and was also exceptionally lucky.

"I don't know his name, but that young master of the Ming family was supposed to be a cursed star, bringing misfortune to his relatives and friends and not having a good end. But with his fate changed, those responsibilities are now borne by that person," Wangyou said indifferently.

Shen Suifeng couldn't believe it, but he had no choice but to believe it. These words not only shattered Shen Suifeng's worldview, but also caused an uproar among the people watching the live broadcast, and the atmosphere in the Ming family became even more tense.

"Isn't anyone going to do anything about it?"

"Who cares? Fifty years ago, before the strange occurrences, people did this, but at a great cost. The underworld will clean up the mess afterward. When strange occurrences appear on a large scale, it means there's a problem with the underworld. Since there's no organization to clean up the mess, those people become even more arrogant. Do you remember that old man in the news who lived to be almost two hundred years old?"

"You're not talking about General Lei, are you?!" Shen Suifeng's voice trembled slightly.

"Yes, he used the life-borrowing technique, which is why he has lived for so long and is still full of energy. However, the scope of his life-borrowing is quite wide, and a lot of people at the bottom of society have had their lives borrowed by him."

"How is this possible? That's General Lei, a national hero who has made countless contributions!" Shen Suifeng couldn't believe it.

"What merits? His merits weren't earned by him, they were earned by his twin brother. His brother was born with the destiny of an emperor, which he stole away. Only a fool like you would believe that!"

Wangyou's voice was calm and unhurried, yet it sent chills down the spines of everyone watching the live stream. They desperately wanted to know if their lives had been taken.