Chapter 128

Master Yu arrived in the mountains at midnight, clutching a red umbrella. "A-Yu, are you certain that thing you mentioned is really here?" he muttered as he walked.

"There is no doubt," a voice replied, though no one was visible. "It is a century-old vengeful spirit that has harmed many."

"If we want to find her, we must first locate her grave."

"Right. I wonder why the tomb would be hidden in such a desolate wilderness; it won't be easy to find," Master Yu grumbled, pushing aside branches as he moved.

"Hmm... I think it should be quite easy to find. It was simply concealed by spells during the day, making it invisible," the woman's voice paused to say.

After walking deep into the dense forest behind the mountain for some time, Master Yu noticed a thick fog suddenly rising around them.

"What is happening?" Master Yu was still crawling on the ground, feeling his way forward.

"A-Sheng, I think we are almost there," the woman's voice came again.

"That is wonderful."

"Find a place to hide for a moment. I will go and meet her."

"You must be careful."

"I will."

When they finally found the grave, Master Yu understood why A-Yu said it would be easy to find. It was preposterous—who builds a tombstone out of solid gold? This was one extravagant ghost.

But why were two horses lying there? As he approached, Master Yu saw clearly that they were two renowned steeds, their eyes glazed with a lovesick haze, smacking their lips contentedly.

"Why are there horses here?" Master Yu asked, poking one of the creatures with his torch.

"Are you curious?" A cold voice whispered directly into his ear.

"A little," Master Yu replied without thinking.

"You will know soon enough."

A moment later—ah! Master Yu turned his head and found himself inches away from a pair of rolling white eyes. He shrieked in terror.

"Ahhh! A-Yu, help me!" Master Yu scrambled away, not forgetting to call for reinforcements. But A-Yu was busy adjusting her makeup; when facing a formidable enemy, one must maintain one's poise.

"Hmph, I didn't go looking for you, yet you have the audacity to run here yourself. You must be tired of living," the female ghost reached out to grab Master Yu.

"Ahhh, I don't even know you!"

"Ahhh! A-Yu, I'm done for! Save me!" No sooner had Master Yu shouted this than he was kicked hard against one of the lip-smacking red horses. Naturally, the horse stopped smacking its lips and began to foam at the mouth.

Master Yu: "..." Damn it, my back.

"It’s you!" The ghost, her eyes still rolling wildly, glared at A-Yu.

"That’s right, it’s me. My, your eye-rolling has become quite severe, hasn't it?" A-Yu touched the gauze on her neck and smirked.

"Shut your mouth! I didn't catch you back then, and I never expected you to show your face again," the ghost hissed. Seven years ago, not only had she been beaten black and blue by Yu Sheng, but she had also been kicked by this woman. Worse, that wretched man had even flipped her off.

Damn it, not only had they ruined her beautiful appearance, but they had dared to provoke her. Had they not fled overnight while she was unable to abandon her resting place, she would have butchered them both long ago.

Yu Sheng: "I have no recollection of this."

"Ugh! You were... drunk at the time. The next day, you were either still hungover or too afraid of being punished by Master Jingyuan for sneaking out of the academy," A-Yu said, turning back.

"Was I?"

"Of course you were."

"You... you are too much! How dare you chat amongst yourselves as if I weren't even here? Ah—and you actually forgot such an important matter! I will devour you both!" The ghost was furious; even a ghost has its limits.

"Hmph, you old hag, who’s afraid of whom?"

"Heh, let’s see what a pathetic hanging ghost like you can really do," the other retorted.

Yu Sheng, currently trying to resuscitate the red horse and the white mare, felt a chill run down his spine at the ghost's words. It’s over! He offered a three-minute silent prayer for the ghost.

Gu Yun, who had been posing as a hunter to score free food and drink, had been assigned to patrol the mountain. He soon noticed the heavy fog.

"It stinks. What kind of thing dares to be so insolent?" Gu Yun drew his bow and headed deep into the woods.

The ghost, who had been soundly thrashed by A-Yu, was now seeing stars and foaming at the mouth under A-Yu's boot. "Heh, don't think you can act tough just because you have a few hundred years of cultivation. I’ve carried pigs in my time; you’re nothing—heh."

A-Yu had been an extraordinary woman in life. She appeared fragile, but in reality, she was incredibly strong. Back in the day, when they eloped, it was she who had carried Yu Sheng as they fled.

Yu Sheng: "..." Hey! A hero doesn't boast about past glories!

A-Yu, who had been gloating, suddenly froze. Her ears twitched, and she swished into the red umbrella and vanished.

Yu Sheng: "???" The two horses: "???" The ghost: "A perfect opportunity!"

"A perfect opportunity! Die!" The ghost, having caught her breath, lunged at the man and the two horses.

"Ahhh! Help!"

"Neighhh!" The horses brayed incessantly. For heaven's sake, you’re horses, not donkeys!

"How bold! To harm lives in broad daylight, you clearly don't fear me," a man’s voice boomed. Before the ghost could react, she was sucked into a bag. Gu Yun tied it up neatly, looking quite pleased.

"Huh? Aren't these Miss Lin's horses? Why are they here?" Gu Yun finally noticed the horses, and Master Yu, who was hiding behind them after being kicked out by the red horse.

"Eh? Old Man Yu, why are you here?"

"Er, if I told you I just came to use the latrine, would you believe me?"

"..."