Chapter 50 Yellow Clothes

The woman in yellow was a spirit from the Luo River, and she was in mortal danger.

He watched as the two fish flicked their tails and swam into the water.

Wei Yuan had a guess in his mind, so he immediately turned around and ran back to the guesthouse without stopping.

After entering the guesthouse, he walked straight to the back kitchen, carrying his long sword and lifting the curtain.

It was as if the curtain separated the two worlds.

A bloody smell hit his face.

Clang, clang—

Clang!

The stove was on fire, and the water in the pot was boiling. Bubbles like eyeballs rolled up and burst, filling the entire room with white mist.

The fat-headed, big-eared cook held a sharp boning knife, chopping at the large bones on the table. Blood and flesh splattered everywhere. The cold, gleaming blade, the broken white bones, and the pasty meat scraps formed an unsettling scene. On the cook's table, a very large yellow fish was placed horizontally, struggling violently.

In a fish basket on the side, there were two slightly smaller yellow fish.

When the three fish saw Wei Yuan, they struggled even more vigorously.

As expected.

Wei Yuan said to himself. When the cook saw Wei Yuan, he stopped his movements.

He slowly turned his head, his wooden eyes looking at Wei Yuan. The sharp knife in his hand dripped with blood, and he slowly said, "What is the guest doing here?"

Wei Yuan smiled and pointed to the yellow fish on the table, then pointed to the two smaller yellow fish in the fish basket, and said politely, "I wonder if you could give me these three fish?"

The cook said in a muffled voice:

"...This is the main dish for tonight."

Wei Yuan took a step forward and said:

"I've been trying to be virtuous recently, and I can't bear to see killing. Please give me these three fish."

"If that's not possible, I'll buy them."

"Buy them?"

The fat-headed, big-eared cook held the blood-dripping sharp knife, his eyes moving up and down Wei Yuan's body, especially lingering on the positions of his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys. He seemed hesitant and a little greedy. Wei Yuan slowly raised his right hand and placed it on the long object behind his back. The cook seemed to remember something, trembled, and said:

"...Alright, I'll give them to you."

He swept the large yellow fish into the bamboo basket and handed it to Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan took the bamboo basket with the three yellow fish, thanked him, and turned to leave. The cook was silent for a moment, then said in a muffled voice, "You said before that you wanted to leave. Someone wanted to tell you something. Although the way you came is no longer passable, there is still a small path to get out."

You can get out, but don't think about finding the way back in.

Wei Yuan nodded and said, "Thank you for your trouble."

"But the scenery here is very nice. I like it very much. I want to stay for a few more days."

"I don't want to leave these two days."

The cook opened his mouth, unable to speak for a moment.

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Wei Yuan carried the bamboo basket of fish back to his room. The traces of blood left by killing the one-eyed Wu Liu had been cleaned up. Wei Yuan placed the bamboo basket on the table and said, "Did you send me the dream before?"

The yellow fish seemed to understand human nature, rising and falling in the water, nodding repeatedly.

Wei Yuan was thoughtful. Seeing that the two small yellow fish were already dying, he said:

"Would you like me to send you back to the river?"

The yellow fish nodded again, as if kowtowing, swimming in the small fish basket, its fins gently stroking the two small fish, with a look of affection. Wei Yuan lifted the fish basket and returned to the unusually wide tributary of the Luo River. He tilted the basket, and the three fish emerged from the water, circled a few times, bowed a few times, and swam into the depths of the water.

Wei Yuan returned to the guesthouse.

He leaned against the bed with his sword in his arms, closed his eyes, and meditated. Before long, he fell into a deep sleep.

When he opened his eyes in the dream, he saw the woman in yellow pulling her two children and kneeling on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly, bowing and thanking him, "Thank you, General, for saving our lives. We are willing to be crushed to pieces to repay this kindness."

Wei Yuan shook his head and said:

"There is no need. You are a spirit in the water. Do you know what is going on in this village?"

The woman in yellow replied, "Please allow me to inform you, General, that I have been in the Luo River for a hundred years. One day, I stumbled into the waters of this village and could no longer get out. No matter which direction I swam, I would eventually return to this village. I don't know much about what's happening on the shore, only two things."

"Firstly, there must be ghosts in the car you came in. They will try their best to invite you to their homes in the next two days. You, General, have cultivation and are naturally not afraid, but you must not underestimate these ghosts. As the saying goes, even a strong dragon can't defeat a local snake. If it's not necessary, don't go."

"Once you have no choice, before going to his house, you must buy a large red umbrella. When you get to the door, you must let him go in first. After he enters, open the red umbrella and hold it against his door. No matter what he says, you must not agree or look. Only then will you be safe."

Wei Yuan was thoughtful and said, "What is the other thing?"

The woman in yellow looked a little pale and kowtowed, saying:

"In any case, please, General, be sure to leave this ghost domain within three days."

"Why?"

"Because after three days, it will be too late. The ghost king here will get married in three days."

Wei Yuan smiled and said, "Will many evil ghosts come to his wedding?"

"No..."

The woman in yellow shook her head, her face filled with fear:

"The one he wants to forcefully marry is the celestial maiden on the mountain."

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Have you ever heard the story of a celestial maiden and a mortal?

You must have heard it, right?

A goddess who was tired of the bitter life in heaven came to the mortal world. When she was washing, a mortal who coveted her beauty secretly hid her feather robe. She had no way to return to heaven, so she stayed in the mortal world, married the mortal who stole her clothes, and had children.

Happy and fulfilling, envied by everyone.

But should the goddess, who should have been in heaven, be happy?

The woman in yellow's cultivation was limited, and the dream quickly faded. Wei Yuan thought about her last reminder.

He suddenly thought of the driver who volunteered to explore the village today, and he immediately felt that something was wrong. He took out his mobile phone, opened it, but remembered that the mobile phone had no signal at all, and there was no way to contact the driver.

It was almost afternoon, but the driver still hadn't returned, which was obviously not good.

Wei Yuan frowned and turned around outside. He didn't see any red color anywhere.

Not to mention a red umbrella.

Could it be that I have to bleed to make one?

Wei Yuan felt a little toothache. He had the idea of giving up the plan directly for a moment, but the method provided by the woman in yellow was very likely to be effective, and it seemed a little pity to give up like this. After thinking about it, Wei Yuan thought of someone who might be able to help, the guesthouse owner who had reminded him today.

He simply went to the owner and asked if he had a large red umbrella.

"Guest wants an umbrella?"

"Our shop happens to have a black one."

The thin man looked at Wei Yuan expressionlessly, slowly turned around, and found a wooden box from under the table. He handed it to Wei Yuan, saying it was a black umbrella, but when he opened it, inside was a large red umbrella. Wei Yuan had sharp eyes and saw that the owner's hand holding the box had black marks similar to burnt paper.

The owner put his hands in his sleeves, and his eyebrows drooped.

"I want it to bask in the sun."

The village was always gloomy.

It seemed to make people moldy.

Wei Yuan nodded, took the box, and casually carried it on his back, as if there were two sword boxes on his back.

As soon as he turned out the door, he saw the couple who had come with him in the car excitedly greeting him, "Brother Wei, are you free now? Lao Wu said that there is an old house across the river from this village. He can take us to see it."

"You came together too, why don't we go together?"

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Wei Yuan looked at the middle-aged man behind the couple, who had also come in the same car, and looked outside.

It was afternoon, and the weather was gloomy and humid. The driver still showed no sign of returning.

So he nodded and smiled easily:

"Okay, let's go together."

ps: Thank you | Sparrow | for the alliance leader, thank you very much~

Anyway, I can't sleep well, there should be another chapter later... Ah, it's okay for everyone to go to bed early and get up to read in the morning~