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Chapter 48: Grilled Crocodile Meat Part 1


Old Tang appeared out of nowhere and said, “What happened on your side just now? A huge patch of green mist suddenly rose up, and even my shikigami couldn’t get in. Are you all okay?” He saw that among the three people in front of him, only Wang Ya looked wretched, while the other two were intact except for their pale faces. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Wang Ya, I found your dad. He’s right ahead.”

Wang Ya followed Old Tang along the plank road for forty or fifty meters and then saw a fork in the path. There were two roads ahead: one going up and one going down. She stood at the fork and clearly saw a fire burning below. A person stood by the fire, waving at her and shouting loudly, “Yaya! Yaya, come quickly!” She hurried down the plank road to the underground riverbank.

The riverbank was very damp, piled full of large and small rocks. The big stones were as large as a small truck, and the small ones were too numerous to count. The stones were damp and slippery, and many creatures adapted to the darkness were scattered among them. The light was too dim, so Wang Ya struggled to see. She could only make out the outlines of the stones, and as for the creatures that occasionally made noises, she could only guess what they were.

Wang Ya’s movements were agile, and climbing these rocks was effortless for her. She quickly reached the fire by the riverbank. Her gaze swept over Wang Cheng’an, who was bare-chested and had his back to her as he put on his pants, then fell on the fire roasting some unknown meat and the few rotten wooden planks beside it. These planks were rectangular, and the more she looked at their size and style, the more they resembled coffin boards. Just as Wang Ya was about to ask if they were coffin boards, she heard Wang Cheng’an say, “Yaya, you smell so bad. Did you eat corpses again? Mom said eating corpses all the time is bad for your body and told you to restrain yourself. Why don’t you listen?”

Wang Ya snapped in a low voice, “Dad, shut up!” She twisted her head and glanced at the three people following closely behind her. Sure enough, all three stared at her with strange expressions until she glared back, and they looked away.

Old Tang coughed dryly and said, “When a demon possesses you, sometimes your body moves on its own. We understand.”

Huang Qi said, “Wang Ya, my Martial Uncle knows many experts from the Dao Sect and enlightened high monks. Later, have him take you to find an expert to suppress the demon seed in your body.”

Wang Ya dropped a sentence, “You can choose not to speak.” She turned and walked toward the downstream direction, intending to wash off the filth on her body first.

Wang Ya didn’t know the depth of the river and didn’t dare jump in rashly. She walked along the water’s edge to a large rock by the river, hid in the darkness to avoid the sight of the people in the distance, stripped herself naked, and kept only the ever-present Ghost Collecting Bell and ancient bronze coin on her. The ancient bronze coin was strung on the red rope of the Ghost Collecting Bell and wrapped around her wrist.

The river water was deathly cold and bone-chillingly cold.

Wang Ya gritted her teeth, endured the goosebumps from the freezing water, shivered as she curled up, scooped water with her hands, and scrubbed her dirty, smelly body over and over until she felt like she had washed off a layer of skin. She had no spare clothes and could only make do by scrubbing her dirty, tattered clothes in the river water repeatedly.

Wang Ya squatted naked by the river washing clothes and felt more and more uneasy as she washed. Not only was the surroundings getting colder, but Yin Qi was rising from the river surface. She even sensed gazes watching her from the water. Wang Ya stepped on her clothes, formed a White Tiger Evil-Breaking Talisman, and blasted it into the water.

The talisman seal entered the water. Normally, it would at most stir up a small ripple with the power of the Talisman Pattern. But unexpectedly, as soon as the White Tiger Evil-Breaking Talisman hit the water, it exploded, boiling the water as if a fish weighing hundreds of jin had been struck! There was something unclean underwater! Wang Ya continuously formed several talisman seals and blasted them out, from right in front of her outward. Each blast caused a huge splash. The most intense one was when the thing in the water thrashed, shooting up a massive water column that drenched her from head to toe.

After the thing shot up a jet of water, it dove back into the water and vanished.

Wang Ya could tell from the water column splashed by the thing in the water that it weighed at least several hundred jin. Daring to lurk near the shore for a sneak attack on people onshore, with a body full of Yin Qi, it had to be some ferocious evil creature. She didn’t dare be careless, hugged her clothes, and quickly retreated from the water’s edge. Just as she rounded behind the large rock, she sensed movement on the rock, and at the same time, a green fluorescent soft light covered her. Wang Ya looked up and saw Zhang Qingshui, protected by Cyan Vine Body Protection, appear on the large rock. Under the glow of the green fluorescence, she clearly saw Zhang Qingshui’s brows raise as her gaze swept back and forth over Wang Ya’s chest and between her legs twice before finally settling on her face. Wang Ya irritably rolled her eyes at Zhang Qingshui! They were both women—what was there to look at? She wrung out her wet panties and bent over to put them on.

She felt Zhang Qingshui still staring at her. Wang Ya lifted her head, glared irritably at Zhang Qingshui, and said, “Zhang Qingshui, do I have any parts on my body that you don’t?”


Yin Spirit Scroll

Yin Spirit Scroll

Status: Completed Native Language: Chinese

Heaven had sun and moon; the world divided into yin and yang. The Yang Realm had people, so did the Underworld have ghosts? Where was the Underworld? Where were the ghosts?

One day, a girl born on the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month—the Ghost Festival—flipped open an ancient, faded scroll and suddenly discovered that it brimmed with vibrant colors.

The painting depicted undulating mountains, resembling an ancient map. It was made from human skin and drawn with blood as ink, with ghost shadows lurking upon it.

The ancient scroll, soaked in blood, unveiled a little-known world—one filled with Yin Spirits and long-buried history.

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Yellow Springs Other Shore Flower,

Blooms for a millennium,

Falls for a millennium,

Flower and leaf forever apart.

Love defies cause and effect,

Fate dooms them to life and death.

**Content Tags:** Supernatural Monsters, Thrilling Suspense, Urban Romance, Jianghu Grudges

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Lily-of-the-River

Lmao Her dad made it sound like corpse eating is a running problem for Wang Ya

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