Chapter 353: Yinshan Village

The shadows of the seven eight immortal tables are reflected on the six walls of the crypt, creating forty-two shadow tables, where the shadows of men, women and children sit at the shadow tables on the walls, joking with each other and conversing in a familiar way, as if they were guests at an ordinary country banquet.

These 'guests' spy on Bai Liu from time to time, but it seems that something more terrifying is keeping the shadow psions at bay, keeping them at their seats, not daring to leave their seats to pursue Bai Liu's shadow, but only looking at Bai Liu with longing.

Bai Liu looks up at the main wall facing the tomb passage, under which two red candles are lit in two corners, with some burnt paper money and incense ashes left underneath.

The shadow of the Eight Immortals table, which is reflected on this wall, is the most forward-facing one, and there is something strange about it.

Mu Sicheng also spotted the vacancy: "...... Who are these two positions vacant for?"

"This is a wedding reception." Bai Liu's eyes swept over the two wedding candles, "The most central seat at the main table facing east is reserved for the bride and groom."

"Newcomer?" Mu Sicheng's brow furrowed as he looked at the shadow of the octagonal table on the wall like he was caught in some kind of memory, but couldn't remember for the life of him, "Why do I find this location so familiar ......?"

Before Mu Sicheng could finish his sentence, a sharper voice came from far away, interrupting him, "-Please, the guest of honour welcomes the guest!"

The sound of all the shadows talking in the wall ceased.

As the main table, two shadows appeared around the Eight Immortals' Shadow Table at some point, striding towards the main table.

A shadow, poised, covered, in what must have been a banner wedding dress, nodded and bowed as she took her seat at the head of the table.

The other shadow, wearing monkey headphones and a straight figure, dressed in a trendy tracksuit, leans back casually in his seat and reaches over the back of the bride's seat, pulling a slow, wicked grin over the wall at Mu Sicheng, who cracks it down to his ear.

The moment these two shadows took their seats, the shadows bowed their heads in deference and no longer looked, or dared to look, towards Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng.

"Shit!" Mu Sicheng pointed wide eyed at the wall, "That shadow is me, isn't it?!"

Bai Liu looked at the almost invisible shadow of Mu Sicheng with understanding: "It's you."

Mu Sicheng looked incredulously at the shadow: "How can my shadow be sitting in the main seat?"

"You should have paid your respects here, so that makes you one of the newcomers and eligible to sit at the main seat of the main table." Bai Liu looked towards the Mu Sicheng shadow sitting on the main table, "This shadow should be your prana, you need to fuse it back before your shadow is fully independent."

Bai Liu looks to Mu Sicheng: "Or you're done."

Mu Sicheng asked back in astonishment, "What!?"

The eunuch-like shrill yell rang out again, "-Please, the main guest is having a solo banquet for your guests!"

The two shadows that had just fallen to their seats rose again, and Mu Sicheng's shadow looked back at Mu Sicheng, the curve of his smile widening, his red mouth and black face seeping out of his eyes.

It makes a follow-me provocative gesture to Mu Sicheng, gets up and walks inside.

The bride's shadow follows in small steps, clearly not appearing to be walking fast, but clinging to Mu Sicheng's shadow, her covered head resting against Mu Sicheng's back shoulder, water dripping down from the cover with each step, her head hanging unnaturally low.

"Follow." Bai Liu followed the two shadows without hesitation.

The two shadows moved extremely fast and in the blink of an eye they were in front of the back door of the crypt.

The back door opened automatically and they looked back at Bai Liu and the others, as if to see if they were following them, and then disappeared behind the wooden door moments later after making sure Bai Liu was following them.

Bai Liu chased after him, and Mu Sicheng ran and asked, "How do I fuse the shadow?"

"Find your body and get inside." Bai Liu heads off and quickly trots after the shadow while narrating clearly to Mu Sicheng, "You and it are both spirits of this body [Mu Sicheng], your carriers are both bodies, the spirit is the body master, you enter it and it will naturally be forced to suck it in, and you and it will be able to merge."

Mu Sicheng breathes a sigh of relief: "That sounds pretty easy."

"It's not easy." Bai Liu retorts calmly, "It's rather the hardest."

Mu Sicheng asked, bewildered, "Why, isn't it just a matter of finding the body?"

"By definition, yes." Bai Liu finally spared a glance at Mu Sicheng and asked, "But do you know where your [prana] has hidden your body?"

Mu Sicheng was stunned again as he reacted with a jolt, "You mean it will join with the other ghosts in the main tomb to hide my body?!"

"Hmm." Bai Liu nodded, "It knows that after you enter the body it will be forced to inhale it and fuse with you and then disappear, so of course it, being an [evil spirit] that wants to be independent, will try to thwart you from finding the body."

"One more thing, and although your [soul] should not have performed the three rites of heaven and earth with those brides, your prana made it to the main seat, so it's obviously the guest of honour here."

Bai Liu looked to Mu Sicheng: "This can only mean one thing, that after you were stripped of your body, it stayed in your body and manipulated it to complete the three rites of heaven and earth, to marry some ghost bride or some ghosts here, and is already half owner of this tomb."

"All the ghosts and evil spirits here are at its command, and it will only be harder for you to find your body."

"Once twelve o'clock has passed, once the road to the underworld is closed, if you cannot return to the yang world with a complete human body." Bai Liu glanced at the time on his mobile phone and turned his head to look at Mu Sicheng again, "Then you will really become a ghost, and your body and the spirit left inside will really become a zombie."

"It's almost ten o'clock."

Mu Sicheng's face darkened: "Two hours to go."

Bai Liu looked ahead to the flickering shadow of a bride around the corner, "But I don't feel hopeless either."

Mu Sicheng struggled to remain calm: "What do you mean?"

"If it was my [prana] trying to take my body at this moment, the odds are that I would be confirming with you the amount of money to burn for me on Qingming Festival in the future right now." Bai Liu could still joke in a serious manner at this time.

"There's no need to struggle, my [prana] will surely lurk silently through these two hours and then wait for me to take my body in the form of a ghost."

Mu Sicheng still didn't get it, his fists clenched, "But my [prana] didn't lurk, it came out in the open because it felt so sure of itself, didn't it?"

"No, I think it's because it's not very smart." Bai Liu shook his head in denial as he rubbed his chin, "It's your [Prana] after all, and it's still missing the ability to think humanly, which I think is stupid, but it might be a breakthrough for us."

Mu Sicheng: "......"

Mu Sicheng was furious: "I'm talking to you about business! Will you stop undermining me!"

"I am indeed talking to you about business." Bai Liu patted Mu Sicheng's shoulder, explaining without skipping a beat, "Think about it, if you were your [prana] and had taken two hours to get a full and powerful body, would you have come out banging on the drums and wandering around, greeting your opponent as the guest of honour at a big wedding banquet, and taking the initiative to invite him alone?"

Mu Sicheng's brow knitted up: "...... wouldn't, why would he do that?"

"That's up to you, it's your [prana]." Bai Liu looked quietly at Mu Sicheng, "Under what circumstances would you do that?"

Mu Sicheng was lost in thought, his brow knotting up more and more and finally getting so agitated that he started pulling his hair out: "...... I can't remember a lot of things ......"

Bai Liu pats Mu Sicheng's tense spine while slowing down his tone and guiding Mu Sicheng verbally: "Let me ask you another way, if you do this, what do you feel you are doing it for?"

"If I did this, it would be for the sake of Figure ......" Mu Sicheng closed his eyes and took two deep breaths, "Showing off, or fun? I seem to have done this sort of thing a lot before stealing from people and showing off in front of them ......"

Mu Sicheng opened his eyes and his tone was low and confused, "...... I seem to enjoy seeing people with things right under their noses but exasperated when they can't find them."

"Why do I like to do such nasty things ......"

"It's pretty nasty." Bai Liu commented honestly, and he spared a smile, "But your childish nastiness is kind of a big thing in this place, I think."

Mu Sicheng turns his head to Bai Liu.

Bai Liu smiles: "I probably know what [you] are going to do."

After crossing several corners, the shadows of the bride and Mu Sicheng enter an off-camera chamber, which Bai Liu and Mu Sicheng follow.

The room was lower and narrower than the previous hall, and was a bedroom, with a huge carved mahogany bed in the centre, with a large red tent and a satin coverlet embroidered with mandarin ducks and double happiness, and white lanterns hung on the four bed-ends, on which a red letter of double happiness had been affixed, which was glowing with a miserable white light at the moment.

A thick layer of dust has settled on all of these.

There were no shoes in front of the bed, but instead there were three dozen wet footprints of varying sizes scattered densely around the bed, most of these footprints were small cloth shoe footprints and only one of them was a sneaker footprint.

Bai Liu glances inquiringly at Mu Sicheng, who nods and says with his mouth: "Yes, the footprint is my shoe.

A gust of wind from nowhere lifted the heavy red veil hanging over the large bed, revealing a pair of powder blue embroidered shoes standing on the edge of the mahogany bed.

The embroidered shoes were hidden hidden by the bed, still dripping and seeping down.

Mu Sicheng was so frightened by the embroidered shoes standing next to the bed that he moved backwards and was held down by Bai Liu.

Bai Liu walked smoothly to the bed, his eyes downcast at the embroidered shoes that stood beside it, and with both hands he lifted the red veil that hung over the wooden bed to either side.

Mu Sicheng winced in amazement at what he saw.