GB Chapter 5

Chapter 5

It was hard enough to catch a night-patrolling constable, and he actually fainted from fright. Qian Ren tried to sense the aura within the town, and found that every household had its doors and windows tightly shut, with not a single light on. This silence was truly unusual, and he couldn’t help but frown, saying, “Do you only have one constable patrolling at night here?”

“Having one is already good enough. Everyone here knows each other, and if anyone loses anything, the whole town knows about it the next day without needing to investigate. And everyone’s about equally poor, there’s nothing much to steal anyway.”

Compared to him, Zhuge Qingtian’s tone was quite cheerful. However, in his delight at the witness fainting, he completely missed the trap in Qian Ren’s words. One slip and he exposed his origins from Zhu Jiaji.

Hearing his words, Qian Ren glanced over without changing his expression, not exposing him. Taking advantage of his lack of awareness, he continued to probe, “Since this place is so secluded, why is there an inn at the crossroads?”

“Oh, that was a piece of land bought by a merchant from out of town. He wanted to transport the mountain fruits out to sell, so he opened an inn and brought his wife and children over.”

After all, these were wild fruits that had been offered as tribute to the previous dynasty. It was plausible to sell them to outsiders as a novelty. However, before coming here, Qian Ren distinctly hadn’t heard of anyone selling these fruits in other towns.

He heard Zhuge Qingtian’s tone was very natural, not like he was lying. Thinking about it, he felt that the inn was a bit strange and decisively said, “Cover the watermelon. We’ll go check out the inn.”

The constable’s reaction had clearly shown how frightening Zhuge Qingtian’s current appearance was to passers-by. Though he was unwilling to deal with the people of Zhu Jiaji again, Qian Ren had no intention of leaving at all. He could only take out the red veil he had prepared in the past and cover himself, following him towards the inn.

It was strange, in Zhuge Qingtian’s memory, the shops in Zhu Jiaji indeed closed very early, but this inn had always stayed open until late at night. Now, the entire street didn’t even have a night watchman, it was much more desolate than he remembered.

What was even more eerie was that when they knocked on the door, Zhuge Qingtian clearly sensed the presence of living people behind it, but no one came to open it. Thinking that as a dead person, he naturally didn’t need to eat, drink, or relieve himself, but his wife should eat something, he let his voice drift through, “Boss Qi, we want to stay at the inn, why don’t you open the door?”

In the past, he had always communicated with the ghosts in the mass graves through yin wind. Qian Ren didn’t react to the same voice, and for a moment, forgot that a ghost’s eerie tone could be quite horrifying to the living. As soon as his words fell, he heard a terrified scream from behind the door, “Great Ghost God, this time our family isn’t responsible for the sacrifice! Please let us go! Our daughter is already married off!”

Sacrifice? Daughter? What the hell?

Qian Ren hadn’t revealed the purpose of their trip to him, and Zhuge Qingtian was completely bewildered. The accent was indeed that of the out-of-town boss he remembered, but the content was completely incomprehensible.

Thinking of this, he forgot about hiding his past from Qian Ren and just said in confusion, “Are you senile? Who wants your daughter? She was only ten years old when she got married?”

Unlike him, Qian Ren understood instantly. It seemed that the ghost god sacrifices in Zhu Jiaji hadn’t stopped in the past ten years. Given the nature of Xuanmen disciples, they wouldn’t ignore something like this. Fu Hongye was probably already in mortal danger. He wondered what kind of powerful figure could kill a Golden Core cultivator in a place like this.

Was it the evil ghost beside him? Or the so-called Great Ghost God? If it were ghosts causing trouble, why were there no results when Xuanmen came to investigate in the past?

Frowning slightly, Qian Ren sensed that this matter was not simple, and didn’t have time for Zhuge Qingtian to dawdle. He kicked the door open, and wood splinters flew everywhere as the dark lobby of the inn finally appeared before them.

This kind of door opening method, which had a strong Demonic Cult style, was something Zhuge Qingtian was seeing for the first time. He couldn’t help but adjust the melon on his neck, and looked at the inn door that had been directly smashed into the kitchen. He felt very emotional. It seemed that his wife was very gentle when she kicked him…

In his mind, Qian Ren was either hungry or wanted to use the bathroom to be so irritable, but his seemingly cold and arrogant wife surely wouldn’t use the toilet like ordinary mortals. He suggested, “Wife, I used to especially like the green pepper shredded pork at their place. You must try some…”

Halfway through his words, he realized that no waiter had come to greet them. Sensing again, he found that the two living people in the inn were huddled under the counter, shivering. He was confused again, “Huh? Why are they hiding from me?”

Indeed, both the fierce Qian Ren and the long-dead Zhuge Qingtian were enough to make ordinary people cry in terror, but they didn’t realize it themselves. Therefore, Qian Ren simply kicked over the counter and then, with his chin raised, motioned to the inn boss, who was about to faint from fright, “Why don’t you ask him yourself?”

However, the moment Zhuge Qingtian appeared before the father and daughter in his red clothes, the woman couldn’t control her trembling and screamed, “The crazy scholar! Dad! It really is the crazy scholar! The magistrate didn’t lie to us, he really came back for revenge!”

Their description was clearly full of fear. Zhuge Qingtian had no reaction. He just patted the melon that was covered by the veil, suddenly realizing, “Oh, that’s right. I forgot I’ve been dead for ten years. Their little girl has grown up too.”

Hearing this, Qian Ren’s eyes moved again, a silent sneer. Heh, this evil ghost really didn’t tell him the truth. Saying he didn’t remember how long he had been dead, but he remembers so clearly?

“Great Ghost God, I wasn’t the one who killed you! The wrongdoer has the debtor, don’t come looking for us! You…you can’t come here!”

No one saw his expression, but the inn boss became even more terrified. Seeing that the ghost was trying to come closer, he panicked instantly. Not caring about anything else, he threw the protective talisman in his hand, hitting the evil ghost’s head right on target.

And then, an even more terrifying situation occurred. Zhuge Qingtian hadn’t expected him to do this, and forgot to protect his melon for a moment. He could only watch as the blood-red veil fell to the ground with a round object, actually breaking apart. Cool juice splattered all over the floor.

Head…head…the head is broken!

Staring at the unknown liquid spreading to her feet, the woman finally couldn’t hold on any longer and fainted. The inn boss was even more terrified, collapsing to the ground and kowtowing while hugging his unconscious daughter, “Great Ghost God, we really don’t know anything! If you want a girl, go to the yamen! All the young girls in town are in the yamen!”

But at this moment, Zhuge Qingtian didn’t have time to care about what they were saying. He quickly squatted down, trying to piece together the melon that had broken into four pieces. After discovering that he couldn’t put it back together, he stared blankly at his fingers dripping with juice. Only one thought was in his mind—

It had been ten years since anyone had given him anything. This was the only gift he had received after his death. He had been carefully holding it, wanting to save it until their wedding… his melon had been broken, these people had to pay for it with their lives!

With the fluctuation of the evil ghost’s emotions, the snow-white mourning clothes under the red robes were being dyed red little by little. With each point it turned red, the baleful energy on his body grew stronger, as if something terrifying was slowly emerging, trying to slaughter the living things in front of him.

However, just when a tragedy caused by a watermelon was about to unfold, Qian Ren, who had been watching with folded arms, finally opened his mouth, “What do you mean by ‘girl’?”

No, his wife is still here, he can’t lose his temper. The old Taoist had said, if he couldn’t control his temper, he wouldn’t be able to reincarnate. He had already found a wife, how could he give up his efforts? He must be reborn as a human!

This cold tone instantly pulled Zhuge Qingtian back to his senses, also reminding him that finding a girl before marriage was a major taboo. He quickly wiped his hands on the inn boss’s clothes and then, tugging at Qian Ren’s hem, explained, “Wife, don’t listen to his nonsense, I haven’t been looking for girls! I haven’t seen a living woman in ten years!”

This action scared the boss again. Watching his clothes get covered with wet handprints, he thought that those hands had been stirring in a broken skull. Heaven, what were those little things…

In the dark lobby, he only caught a blurry glimpse of the watermelon seeds with the moonlight and felt nauseous. Not caring about who was standing in front of him, he shivered uncontrollably, catering to their words, “I was wrong! I was wrong! Great Ghost God wife, there are no girls. There are no girls in town at all!”

Completely not expecting that he hadn’t even acted, and Zhuge Qingtian had managed to scare the man so much that he lost half his soul with just a watermelon, Qian Ren was a bit speechless. However, he didn’t mind saving some effort, only saying coldly, “You better tell us everything that’s happened here, word for word. If you lie, you know the consequences?”

Although his words were cold, in the inn boss’s eyes, he was far more approachable than the melon-smashing ghost. Immediately, he grasped at this like a lifeline, “Ghost God Wife, ask, I will answer everything I know!”

“Let’s start with who is the so-called Great Ghost God?”

In the past, when Qian Ren went out with other Demonic cultivators, he was the one who frightened both the enemies and his own companions to the point of losing their souls. Now, suddenly being popular was a bit unusual. However, although he was a bit uncomfortable, he emphasized one thing again, “However, before that, if anyone lets me hear the word ‘wife’ again, I’ll cut out his tongue.”

He spoke with clenched teeth, scaring both the inn boss and Zhuge Qingtian into covering their mouths. However, the evil ghost touched the air, sadly realizing he didn’t have a head anymore, and not even a melon!

Wait, he didn’t have a tongue now, so he could still call her wife without a problem? Thinking about it like that, it wasn’t bad. His wife would surely send him other melons in the future. Actually, he thought pumpkins were quite good, they were more stable and they weren’t green…

Qian Ren didn’t know what kind of mental journey the evil ghost suddenly tugging at his pant leg had gone through to suddenly be in a good mood. However, his instincts as an assassin told him it was better not to know these things.

The author has something to say:

Zhuge Qingtian: My love melon was smashed in just one chapter QAQ

Qian Ren: A bit reluctant to talk…

Zhuge Qingtian: Wife, do you know where the market is? Let’s buy two this time.

Qian Ren: Did you forget that you still have a head?

Zhuge Qingtian: Oh, right!

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