The realm of ghosts and gods is what monks call the mysterious and unreasonable area.
Such places are often accompanied by strange rules. For example, there is a place called Huixing Town outside the provincial capital of Xinxiang Province, which is a famous realm of ghosts and gods.
People who enter the town will repeat what happened on the same day over and over again, and they will be reincarnated again and again, and will never be able to get out until they die.
There is also a realm of ghosts and gods in Nanmen County, which will turn those who enter it into paper beings, making even the most powerful supernatural beings completely useless.
However, these places have long been famous all over the world, and everyone knows that they are notoriously dangerous places.
And Huangpo Village is just a village in Xinxiang County, Xinxiang Province. Why is it so dangerous that not many people know about it?
"The big bad guy from Xinxiang, the shameless little guy!"
Just as the purple-clothed woman thought of this, the Jin-yi guards who followed her were in a panic. Some activated spells to try to restore their bodies, and some ran back, thinking that they would be able to return to their original state if they ran out of this realm of ghosts and gods. Others were panicking and ran away.
He fell to the ground and broke himself into pieces.
The woman in purple shouted: "Don't run around! Listen to my orders!"
Everyone gradually calmed down and gathered together again, their eyes falling on her one after another.
The woman in purple calmed down and said: "Since there is a realm of ghosts and gods here, it means we are in the right place. This is the rumored tomb of the true king..."
At this time, Chen Shi's voice came from the front: "Sister, why didn't you follow? The lair of those porcelain dolls is right here!"
The purple-clothed woman's eyes were like lightning. She followed the sound and saw a small head poking out from behind a large dirt slope. It was Chen Shi, with an innocent face and clear and stupid eyes. He was obviously not the treacherous person she imagined.
"He's just a kid, I might be thinking too much."
The woman in purple felt a little guilty because she imagined Chen Shi as a calculating person and forgot that he was still a teenager.
The woman in purple looked at Chen Shi, and her heart moved slightly. Chen Shi, like them, had also turned into a porcelain doll!
"This kid is obviously not here for the first time, so he must know how to transform from a porcelain doll to a human being!"
Her eyes lit up and she immediately gave the order: "Follow me and take the opportunity to capture him!"
As everyone rushed forward, the forest in front gradually became sparse, and the trees were no longer dense. On the contrary, there were tall mounds of dirt.
The mound is hollow and has traces of burning, like a cave dwelling.
In addition, there are huge clay pots, some broken, some intact, four or five times taller than them, like inexplicable giants, very oppressive.
Everyone chased Chen Shi, shuttling between pottery pots and cave dwellings. The woman in purple walked at the end, looking around in surprise, and suddenly realized: "No, this is not the tomb of the real king! This is... a kiln for firing porcelain!"
Various thoughts popped up in her mind. How could a rural kiln become a realm of ghosts and gods?
Where does the porcelain in the kiln come from?
Why did Chen Shi bring them to the kiln?
Just when she thought of this, Fang He's voice suddenly came from the front: "I've lost track... there's someone there! It's those porcelain dolls!"
The woman in purple hurried forward and saw that the porcelain doll that had been playing by the stream just now was hiding in the shadows of a still dilapidated cave dwelling, looking at them in horror.
One of the porcelain dolls waved to them repeatedly.
A Jin Yiwei smiled and said: "These little things are afraid of us..."
The woman in purple woke up, her face suddenly changed, and she said quickly: "What they are afraid of is not us, but other things! Retreat quickly——"
Suddenly, the earth rumbled and trembled, the sky and the earth suddenly became dark, and the wind blew violently. Three giants in blue-gray clothes were seen walking towards this side.
Those giants were tall and thin, about one or two feet tall. In addition, the woman in purple and others turned into porcelain dolls less than a foot tall, which made the giants even more tall.
The giant's hands and feet were slender, and his face was like a clay sculpture, without any expression, like a kiln worker kneading porcelain in a kiln. The movement and silence stirred up gusts of wind. When he saw them, he reached out to grab them.
Everyone ran away, and suddenly one of them was caught in the hands of one of the kiln workers, and his neck was broken with a click. The porcelain head was crushed to pieces, and turned into dregs and flowed from the giant's fingers.
Seeing this, the others ran faster, but the kiln workers took dozens of steps to meet them, easily catching up with another person and grabbing him in their hands.
The woman in purple was horrified. Although she was a monk and had already cultivated the divine fetus, she fell into the realm of ghosts and gods. The power of her Taoism was greatly damaged and she could not threaten these kiln workers!
The kiln worker could trample her to pieces with just one foot!
She ran as fast as she could, shuttling back and forth in the kiln factory to avoid the pursuit of the kiln workers. However, there were fewer and fewer people around her, and soon she was the only one left.
Everyone else was caught by the three kiln workers.
The woman in purple suddenly thought of the porcelain dolls hiding in the cave, and with a flash of inspiration, she hurriedly hid in a dilapidated cave.
There were actually several porcelain dolls hiding in this cave. When they saw her hiding in, they all waved their hands to signal her to be silent.
Three kiln workers bent down and looked around. One of the kiln workers put his head in, and his huge face blocked the cave entrance.
The woman in purple held her breath and concentrated, not daring to make any sound.
The kiln worker's behavior was stiff, his eyes were dull, and his eyes were like porcelain. They rustled when they turned. He glanced at the cave dwelling, then stood up and strode away.
Other kiln workers stopped searching.
After a while, the porcelain dolls sneakily poked their heads out, looked around, breathed a sigh of relief, and waved to her.
The woman in purple came forward, hunched over and followed the porcelain dolls quietly.
Not far away, a huge cave dwelling was blazing with blazing flames. The three kiln workers threw the porcelain dolls they had captured into the flames.
The porcelain doll struggled, screamed, and melted in the fire.
The woman in purple felt heartbroken. Those porcelain dolls were the royal guards of the Zhao family in Xinxiang, and now they died in such a miserable place in the countryside!
She followed a few porcelain dolls and quietly left the kiln.
"Girl, were you tricked into coming here by the little beast from Huangpo Village?" one of the porcelain dolls asked.
The woman in purple said: "I can't understand you... Huh?"
She was surprised to find that after she turned into a porcelain doll, she was able to understand the bird-like language of these porcelain dolls!
The woman in purple did not hide anything, and told the whole story, saying: "He said he was honest, but his stomach was full of bad water! You..."
One of the porcelain dolls sighed and said, "We also came here to hunt for treasures, and we were deceived into this place by him, which is why we ended up like this."
"And us." Several more porcelain dolls came over.
"And us."
Outside the kiln, groups of porcelain dolls came over one after another, each with a gloomy look on their face.
"We heard that the tomb of the true king was nearby, so we came to search for this big tomb, hoping to find some opportunities. Unexpectedly, people's hearts are not ancient. Who would have thought that in the countryside with simple folk customs, there would be such little devils!"
A seemingly old porcelain doll was filled with grief and anger. He paused the crutch in his hand and said angrily, "The little devil tricked us here and turned us into porcelain! In the past two years, more and more people have been tricked.
It was at his poisonous hands!"
Some people were filled with righteous indignation: "You are not a good person!"
Everyone agreed: "Yes! Not a rongzi!"
The woman in purple also echoed, but said in her heart: "These people also came to look for the tomb of King Zhen. Apparently, like me, they also resorted to murder and silence. Little Honesty noticed it, so they tricked them here. This kid...
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When she thought of Chen Shi, she couldn't help but feel itchy with hatred: "That brat is really only ten years old? Also, how did he turn from porcelain into a human body?"
"Girl, you are..."
A porcelain doll that looked like a middle-aged man stepped forward, looked at the woman in purple, and suddenly said in a voiceless voice, "Are you the second Miss Zhao from the Zhao family in Xinxiang Province?"
The woman in purple clothes was shocked, nodded, and said: "Your Excellency, you are..."
The porcelain doll said: "I am Quanzhou Li Xian, Miss Zhao Er, we met once years ago!"
The woman in purple was shocked. Quanzhou Li Xian came from a well-known family and had a long-standing reputation. She heard that there were fierce bandits entrenched in Longyuan and no one could defeat them. Quanzhou Li Xian actually broke into Longyuan alone, entering and exiting seven times, and no one could stop him!
When he came to Xinxiang Province, his father asked her to come forward to meet Uncle Li, but she didn't expect that she would end up in this remote place!
"I was in He Qinghe, Danjiang River, and I met Miss Zhao Er."
The woman in purple was shocked again. This Danjiang He Qinghe is also a famous figure. He has cultivated the golden elixir and is a master among the younger generation!
He actually fell here!
A porcelain doll that looked like a woman said: "Little girl Lin Feishuang, I have met Miss Zhao Er, I have met all of you."
"I'm in Longgang, Xinxiang. I've met Miss Zhao Er and all of you!"
"I bathed in the Huaqing Pool in the capital, and I met Miss Zhao Er."
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These porcelain dolls were named one by one, and they all turned out to be respectable people. Among them was an old man who had become a Nascent Soul!
The woman in purple was both surprised and horrified. Some of these powerful men were even treated politely by the Zhao family in Xinxiang. Unexpectedly, they all fell into that little guy's trap and turned into porcelain dolls, ready to be slaughtered by others!
"However, my status in the Zhao family is not low. I haven't been home for a few days. My father will definitely send people to search for me. As long as they find Huangpo Village, they can find our traces and rescue me!" She thought to herself!
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In the kiln factory, flames shot into the sky.
Chen Shi quietly retreated to the darkness of the corner, avoiding the three kiln workers who looked like wood carvings and clay sculptures.
There were several large urn-shaped jars in the corner. Seeing him squeezing this way, he quickly shrank his hands and feet and squeezed them tighter so that the porcelain doll couldn't squeeze in.
However, the gap between them was quite large, and Chen Shi still squeezed it in.
Three kiln workers with long arms and legs walked by. One of the kiln workers glanced at the jars in the corner. One of the jars was frightened and grew a leg with a pop.
The other two kiln workers immediately turned around to look at the jar. Seeing that something was not going well, they immediately grew two arms and another leg and ran away, making a clanging sound on the lid of the jar.
The three kiln workers immediately caught up with them. After a while, the two kiln workers turned back, leaned down, and put their expressionless faces in front of the jars in the corner, as if they were checking which jars were still alive.
Chen Shi, who was hiding in the corner of the jar, peeked and saw that the kiln worker's eyes were gray and white, like porcelain that had failed to be fired.
The two kiln workers took a closer look and found that the jar was not causing any trouble, so they left.
After a while, another kiln worker returned dragging the escaped jar and threw the jar into the cave for smelting.
In the shadow of the corner, Chen Shi and the few surviving jars crept away quietly.
The few surviving jars seemed to have nothing to do with Chen Shi. Once they were out of sight of the three kiln workers, they turned around to look for Chen Shi to settle accounts. However, there was nothing behind them, and Chen Shi had already taken the opportunity to slip away without a trace.
Chapter completed!