脱衣舞妻

The female ghost said in an airy voice, “Take me to the North Mountain. I’m buried there.”

“Lan Shan, wake up.” Shen Chun bent the divine whip and turned it into a sword shape in her palm. Then, she flew towards the North Mountain.

Lan Shan also woke up at this moment. When the female ghost collapsed, his ghost energy had returned and he had even absorbed more ghost energy. Now that his spiritual energy had recovered, he was very energetic. He carried Hu Jing easily as he followed behind Shen Chun.

North Mountain.

Shen Chun was already very tired, and flying on a sword had consumed too much of her spiritual energy. Her eyelids were heavy, and she seemed to be able to fall asleep. Now, she could only force herself to stay awake.

Following the direction pointed by the little person, the forest gradually thinned out, and a graveyard appeared in front of her. Looking up, she saw a scene of devastation. If not for her personal guidance, Shen Chun would never have thought that an executive of a famous company would be buried in such a desolate and remote place.

“It’s over there. You’ve worked hard,” the little person in her palm said in a low voice as she pointed at a crooked tomb in the graveyard.

The grave had not been taken care of for a long time and had almost been flattened by the wind and rain over the past few years.

The words on her tomb were wiped out in a storm. It looked like an ordinary stone. There were also old graves beside it. The vegetation around it was flourishing, as if very few people came to visit the tomb.

Their surroundings were strangely quiet. They were deep in the mountains, but there were no birds chirping. The cicadas around sounded hoarse, as if they were out of breath.

The trees were black and leafless, with only the black trunks left. They did not look like they had been struck by lightning. Instead, they seemed to have been sucked dry.

It was a place where there were few people and sinister energy gathered.

Even if they couldn’t afford to be buried, very few people would be buried here. Shen Chun suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. Was this really something one’s bedmate was capable of doing?

The little person gently landed from her hand and knelt on the gravel as he begged weakly, “Back then, my husband buried me here and even asked a fortune teller to cast a curse on me. My soul dissipated here, and only a fragment of my soul escaped. Now that the curse is still there, I don’t know where I should go. 1 only want you to help me undo the curse and transcend.”

She glanced at the sleeping child again, her eyes filled with tears. “I want to spend more time with the child and protect her, but I know that I disturbed the order of the world and have the urge to kill people. I’m not worthy of being her mother.”

“If you have the intention to change, you’ll definitely be well-off after reincarnation. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of the child.” Seeing that she was getting weaker and weaker, Shen Chun was afraid that she wouldn’t be able to last much longer, so she made things short.

She glanced at the array on the ground. It was indeed the Earth Binding Curse. However, this curse was completely red and had an extremely heavy baleful aura. It was probably evil. Moreover, even if she unraveled it, it would activate the butterfly effect.

The person on the other end of the curse was not a good person, nor was he easy to deal with.

Shen Chun tensed up.

Lan Shan wanted to come over and take a look, but before he could approach, he felt his body being torn apart and his facial features were distorted from the pain.

Before he could step into the array, he was grabbed by countless blood-red hands and burned until smoke rose.

“Master, save me!”

Shen Chun quickly pushed a talisman over.

Golden light instantly covered Lan Shan’s entire body, shielding him in a golden barrier. Only then did Lan Shan heave a sigh of relief.

He had a premonition that he could not stay here for long.

Shen Chun sneered as she said, “This is a disciple at the foot of Langcang Mountain. The array formation isn’t bad, but it has gone astray.” The curse was clearly a forbidden technique. The strength of its power and the maliciousness of the soul showed the evilness of the person who cast the curse.

If a soul touched it, it would definitely be reduced to ashes and never reincarnate.

Langcang Mountain was an old acquaintance of hers.

Their two sects had been allies for generations. Later on, Langcang Mountain became weaker and weaker, but Shen Chun and the others often saved them, so they did not get exterminated.

However, when her entire clan was implicated back then, the sect they were on good terms with broke their promise at the critical moment and made them face the embarrassment and despair of having no one to help them.

From the looks of it, they had survived.

Shen Chun looked at the high-grade yellow talismans and cinnabar on the ground. It seemed that they were doing well.

A sneer appeared on Shen Chun’s face..