Chapter 13 A Former Dynasty General

"Looks like we were right, they really are drowned ghosts..."

Yao Shunyu recalled the lotus pond he saw last night. Those lush lotus flowers were all illusions, in reality, they were ghastly faces with disheveled hair.

"So General Guo and the others weren't killed in a head-on battle with Lord Zhennan's weapons, but they all died by drowning." Li Bai's breathing quickened. "It's... it's that ship!"

"That's right." Another image surfaced in Jiang Cheng's mind. "Do you remember what Zhu Jie and Tang Qisheng said? They saw countless figures behind the door on that ship, the figures were wailing for help, desperately trying to open the door in front of them, and that ship... was constantly sinking."

A theory gradually took shape in Jiang Cheng's mind: Lord Zhennan, he didn't know what method he used to trap General Guo and the others in the ship's cabin, and then, under the cover of night, he scuttled the large ship, sending everyone to the cold bottom of the lake.

But the next second, this theory was overturned, because one thing didn't make sense. These people were all disciples capable of tearing apart armor with their bare hands. How could a mere door stop them?

This wasn't the place to talk. Seeing that their purpose had been achieved, the four planned to leave, but before leaving, they had to clean up this mess.

First, they reburied the previous coffin, then the group returned to General Guo's tomb, but before they could even begin, Jiang Cheng suddenly stopped everyone.

Because of the digging of the coffin, the surrounding area was covered with dug-up soil, but at this moment Jiang Cheng was staring intently at a spot on the soil. Fatty followed Jiang Cheng's gaze, and the soil was covered with messy footprints.

But the next second, Fatty's face changed, because mixed in with the messy footprints were some very strange marks. These marks were only a third the size of normal footprints, and looked… looked like they were left by someone walking on tiptoes.

This anomaly instantly sank everyone's hearts to the bottom. The two graveyards were not far apart. In such a short distance, there was actually something lurking behind them. Just thinking about that scene made Fatty shudder.

The strange footprints were crooked and extended into the weeds.

Jiang Cheng and the others pushed aside the waist-high weeds and followed. After walking a short distance, another tombstone appeared before them. The specifications of the tombstone were comparable to those of General Guo's.

And this time, after pulling out the tombstone, the blurred name on it shocked Jiang Cheng and the others even more: Tomb of the Deceased Wife... This was actually the tomb of Lord Zhennan's wife!

Although they had learned early on that this place was a yin residence, no one had expected that Lord Zhennan would actually bury his wife with these former dynasty generals.

After digging out the coffin and opening it, there was also no corpse or wooden figure inside, only a bright red wedding dress lying quietly at the bottom of the coffin, and a pair of very delicate embroidered shoes placed at the end of the coffin.

What made everyone's scalp tingle was that at this time, the pair of embroidered shoes were still stained with fresh soil.

Li Bai mustered up his courage and took out a blood-stained cloth bag from the coffin. The cloth bag was placed in the sleeve of the wedding dress. In the coffin of Lord Zhennan's deceased wife, there was also a bag of Chi Hun Ling (Soul Summoning Tokens).

Li Bai spread out his hand and poured out the command tokens. As before, there were only 17 inside. The missing one was the Chen Shui Ling (Sinking Water Token).

Now the situation was gradually becoming clear, but the doubts it brought to everyone had not diminished in the slightest. Judging from the layout here, Lord Zhennan's wife also died in that huge sunken ship, on that night on the Chun Shen Lake, but why did she die? And why did she die with these former dynasty generals?

Between them... shouldn't they be mortal enemies?

This time the harvest was not small, but just as everyone had a feeling of breaking through the clouds, the next second, they were plunged into another vortex. Countless fragmented clues were pieced together in their minds. It was difficult to maintain a calm mind in this oppressive environment, but this was very beneficial to Jiang Cheng. He was used to thinking under pressure. After only a dozen seconds, Jiang Cheng looked at Yao Shunyu, "You read a lot of books in the bookstore, and there's nothing about Lord Zhennan's life on them, right?"

"No, there are only some superficial words of praise. His battle record only mentions defeating General Guo of the former dynasty and capturing Luo An City for the dynasty." Yao Shunyu recalled and expressed his opinion, "He seems to be a person who appeared out of thin air. The first half of his life is blank."

"Because he was a surrendered general from the former dynasty!" Jiang Cheng's face gradually darkened. "With this identity, he naturally didn't dare to boast about his achievements in a high-profile manner. Moreover, I think he was very familiar with General Guo, and may have even been a general under General Guo's command. When the dynasty besieged Luo An City for a long time without success, he used a plan to lure and kill General Guo and his party, and only then was he able to open the gates and surrender the city. It was also with the lives of these people that he exchanged for wealth and glory in the second half of his life."

Fatty listened in a daze, as if he was listening to heavenly scriptures, but after careful consideration, what the doctor said was indeed reasonable. Otherwise, how could this unparalleled feat of capturing the city be mentioned so briefly in the books? Moreover, it was already a matter of fate to capture generals and seize flags on the battlefield. There was no need to use such an insidious method to curse the generals of the former dynasty.

No wonder those drowned ghosts had such a great resentment. Even if they were far away at the bottom of the Chun Shen Lake, they would not let go of this Lord Zhennan. The betrayal from a brother was the most difficult to let go of.

At this moment, the dark cloud above them had gradually drifted over their heads. It was meaningless to continue to waste time. After simply burying Lord Zhennan's deceased wife, the group left quickly.

Before leaving, Fatty grabbed a few handfuls of soil in his pocket, saying it was for a rainy day. If he encountered something evil at night, maybe swallowing a mouthful of grave soil would allow him to survive.

The group walked very carefully, for fear of getting lost in this wilderness like a ghost wall, but fortunately, none of this happened. The pair of embroidered shoes with soil left a psychological shadow on them.

Standing by the fence, everyone felt a chill down their backs at the same time, and subconsciously looked behind them. At this moment, the dark cloud had completely enveloped the backyard. A gust of wind howled past, instantly lowering the half-person-high weeds. Dozens or hundreds of dilapidated tombstones were exposed at the same time, like crooked, cold corpses standing in the weeds, the scene was eerily extreme.

The four of them almost fled from here. They didn't dare to go through the gate, and they couldn't go through the gate, so they climbed over the wall. Even after jumping over, Fatty's heart was still pounding.

Not long after leaving, before everyone could catch their breath, Jiang Cheng's cell phone suddenly rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Mr. Zhang calling.

"Where are you? Why aren't you replying to messages, and your phones are turned off?"

Mr. Zhang's tone gave Jiang Cheng a bad feeling.