Chapter 178 Incense Town

There were no selectable identities in front of Yang He, only five permanent characters.

It can be seen that the blood pit ghost has not yet started, which is enough time for oneself to complete the role fusion.

He scanned the information of the permanent characters. While the corpse boy was recuperating, Jiang Ziya had already arrived in Xiqi, and he didn’t know how he was doing now.

“Jiang Taigong, please don’t try to trick people into taking the bait.”

Xiqi is definitely no match for Da Shang, not to mention that the latter has received an epic enhancement.

The only thing to be thankful for was that Wen Zhong had just returned to Chaoge, and his soldiers were exhausted and it was impossible for him to go on another expedition in the short term. Moreover, wars in ancient times also required a large amount of supplies, which required at least half a year of preparation.

“Complete the character fusion as soon as possible. The Blood Pit Ghost still doesn’t know what the situation is.”

[If you do not choose an identity, you will go to the world of allusions in your true form]

“Don’t choose to act.”

[Whether to consume 1000 points of spiritual vision and select a character for deep fusion]

Two blurry figures appeared, they were the Corpse Boy and the Immaculate Buddha.

One can vaguely see that there is a line between the Corpse Boy’s eyebrows connecting the Third Prince and the Plague Taoist, while the line between the Immaculate Buddha’s eyebrows is the Ghost Prince.

“Choose [Immaculate Buddha] for deep fusion.”

………

The last ray of sunset is about to fade away, and the mountains and forests are gradually falling into darkness.

The lush vegetation was as black as ink, casting shadows that were entangled and twisted with each other, and occasionally the chirping of nightingales broke the silence.

Yang He suddenly appeared in the forest, holding a copper coin sword in his hand.

He felt a little uncomfortable, not only because his consciousness was spinning, but also because he felt indescribable nausea and was suffering from severe acclimatization.

After a long time.

Yang He’s pupils were focused, and his body was covered with a leather Taoist robe.

Two scale-like genitals were embedded in the palm of his hand, and the Yang Fire suddenly disappeared. In addition, the pupil ghost tried to restrain his breath as much as possible. At least on the surface, he looked like a corpse.

“Hehehe, my craftsmanship is still very reliable.”

【Ghost Breath Armor】

[The middle-level Yin device made from the remains of the responding ghost can cover up the Yang energy and prevent ghosts from sensing the breath of living people. ]

Yang He looked at the Niwan Palace again, and saw five precious beads floating inside.

The precious beads faintly formed into one, flickering with light to protect the soul.

【Ghost Lock Bead】

[A medium-level Yin instrument made from the remains of a ghost that responds to the sound. After being refined, it can protect the soul. 】

Although many of the Yin instruments are of medium quality, they have no spirituality at all and are purely mass-produced goods produced on an assembly line.

Of course, the main world is divided into yin and yang, and all resources are concentrated in the hands of the Dasi court.

Any genital organ is priceless.

Yang He calmly looked around, his spiritual awareness flashed by quietly, “Well, my spiritual vision has not increased, it should be relatively safe for now.”

He called out the panel and found that he could no longer return to the main world.

In front of Yang He’s eyes there was only a three-day countdown, indicating how long it would take to return to the main world, and there was no hint of deep fusion.

“It’s late autumn, which is when I left Chaoge.”

Yang He noticed that there was a rugged goat path not far away, but no one had passed by for a long time, and weeds had quietly covered the path.

“Kuroko.”

He kicked the black cat that was curled up and snoring at his feet.

Meow! ! !
The black cat realized what was happening and its fur stood on end.

“Compared to playing a role, being in real life is definitely different.”

Yang He’s state of mind could not be the same as before. Even though there were no signs of evil spirits nearby, it seemed that he would not die if they showed up.

He secretly communicated with the eye worm remaining in the body of the corpse Taoist boy to confirm his location.

“In the remote mountainous area north of Chaoge, even if thirty-six armies were to attack Xiqi, it would not affect this place.”

Yang He took a deep breath and followed the narrow path into the forest.

The black cat stood guard cautiously nearby, maintaining the size of a cub, mainly because it sensed its owner’s nervousness.

Before night fell, Yang He had already walked out of the forest.

The vegetation became sparse, and traces of mundane life were everywhere.

An extremely deserted town came into view. The houses were built of earth and the permanent population was probably only two or three hundred.

All the houses were shut and no townspeople were seen before dark.

Only some houses always have candles lit.

The spiritual vision grows for no reason.

Yang He realized that the town was most likely related to deep integration. He could not see anything unusual for the time being, so if he wanted to find out the truth, he had to enter the town.

He chose not to act rashly but stayed on the hillside and lit a bonfire.

In any case, the best strategy is to wait for three days before taking the risk. As long as you can return to the main world at any time, you don’t have to be afraid of any dangerous places.

Yang He took out a tonic pill and swallowed it, keeping his yang fire in a vigorous state at all times.

As soon as night fell, a faint singing voice echoed.

“The wild rice and beans in Duguang are fragrant, all the animals gather together in harmony, and the Great Emperor plays the zither…”

Yang He was stunned. Yu Zheng had mentioned before that there was similar singing in the valley, involving a disciple of Nuwa named Jiuyou Su Nu.

“It seems to be true.”

Yang He’s eyes were fixed on a house at the entrance of the town. The singing was coming from inside the house, and the dim candlelight was flickering.

In every house with light, there are extremely strange visions.

For example, in front of the wine shop, there was a thick layer of rat corpses, which should have easily caused an epidemic, but no one cleaned it up.

Or the rice shop in the southwest corner, where the wall actually showed dense scratches, as if they were scratched by fingernails before death. Yang He was thinking about a lot of things, and there were footsteps coming from far away on the narrow path behind him.

He looked back and saw an old constable rushing towards the town with twenty or thirty people. A disgusting stench filled his nostrils.

Boom!
Boom!
The old constable’s skin was covered with pockmarks, and he looked like an ordinary man. He was ringing a copper bell to guide the crowd, and it was obvious that he had come for the small town.

Yang He was stunned and noticed that twenty or thirty people were covering their faces with cloth bags.

Pus and blood had soaked the clothes, causing the stench to grow worse.

Yang He saw through the cloth bag that the old constable was escorting all the patients, and the reason they didn’t expose their skin was to cover up the large patches of herpes.

smallpox?

He recognized the disease at a glance. Smallpox would indeed cause herpes to spread all over the body, and even if the patient survived, scars would easily remain.

Just like the old detective, it was obvious that he had suffered from smallpox before.

Yang He didn’t know why, but he always felt that the old detective was driving corpses. Those patients had indeed lost consciousness and were only holding on by instinct.

The old constable was about to pass by him.

Yang He exudes some yang energy.

“who?!!”

The old constable turned pale with fright, and then noticed Yang He, who was roasting a fire in the corner of the hillside. The latter seemed to appear out of thin air in the wilderness.

“Officer, I’m a merchant passing through here. I want to ask if there’s any danger in this town. I always feel that it’s a little… weird.”

Yang He wore a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, and carried a package to hide from others.

The old constable looked him up and down and couldn’t help but mutter, “Traveling merchants? Are there any traveling merchants coming to this damn place called Xianghuo Town?”

“Incense Town.”

As soon as Yang He learned the name of the place, he contacted Taoist Qingfeng through the corpse Taoist boy’s seal and asked the latter to help ask others.

“Sir, I am Yu Zheng. Please show me the way out of the forest.”

Yang He did not reveal his real name, but called himself Yu Zheng.

In the world of allusions, one must be cautious everywhere and must not be involved in cause and effect. After all, one’s true self was just an outsider three thousand years ago.

“Hey.”

The old detective hesitated to speak and looked up at the full moon that was already in the sky.

“You are so unlucky. It is very dangerous to travel tonight when the moon is full.”

Yang He followed the old constable’s line of sight and saw that the full moon was larger than before, with facial features faintly visible on its rugged surface.

There is an 80% chance that the full moon is related to the Fairy Guanghan!

The spiritual vision surged.

He turned back to the depths of the forest, and the frequency of his spiritual vision continued to increase.

“Sir, can I stay in town for one night?”

Yang He had never noticed the old constable’s malicious intentions, and he could feel that the mountains and forests were a hundred times more dangerous than Xianghuo Town. Instead of taking a chance, it would be better to follow the locals and avoid taboos.

“Of course you can, but you must leave early in the morning, otherwise you will probably get infected with a stubborn disease and never be able to leave Xianghuo Town again.”

“A stubborn disease?”

Yang He pretended to stare at the patients in horror.

The old detective continued to ring the bell, pointing at the 20 or 30 people and said, “They are all patients suffering from smallpox. They have no choice but to come to Xianghuo Town to try. They will recover after three days of persistence.”

“Is there any miracle doctor in Xianghuo Town who can cure smallpox?”

“We have the blessing of the immortals.”

The old detective’s reply was vague, and for fear that Yang He would not believe him, he added: “It is well-known in the surrounding area. Not only smallpox, but also colds and plague can be cured one by one.”

Yang He nodded gratefully, but in his heart he felt that the old detective was evading the important issue.

What does it mean that you can recover if you persist for three days?

What if he couldn’t hold on? Would he die of illness, or… some evil spirit?
Yang He immediately received the message from Taoist Qingfeng.

Taoist Qingfeng had just come out of seclusion not long ago when he was invited by Jiang Ziya to go to Xiqi. He did know some rumors about Xianghuo Town.

Before the Nuwa Festival, the statues of all the disciples of the Nuwa Palace were enshrined in Xianghuo Town.

The prayers from the statue are extremely effective and attract believers from all over the world.

After the Nuwa Festival, an asymptomatic plague raged in Xianghuo Town. After being closed for two months, no one cared about Xianghuo Town anymore.

Taoist Qingfeng heard the rumors.

Once a plague broke out in the surrounding towns, the patients would be sent to Xianghuo Town. Later, Xianghuo Town took the initiative to accept all kinds of patients.

Although few patients can recover, there is always hope.

Yang He took out a few taels of silver and handed them to the old constable, “Thank goodness I met you, otherwise I might have died at the hands of the blind bear in the mountains.”

“My last name is Ji, just call me Old Ji.”

The old constable waved his hand and refused, “Silver and money are useless in Xianghuo Town, please come with me.”

He saw that Yang He seemed to be concerned about the patients with smallpox, “Don’t worry, Xianghuo Town is blessed by the immortals, and no disease will spread in it.”

“That’s fine.”

The old constable led Yang He into Xianghuo Town.

Xianghuo Town is extremely desolate. Collapsed walls can be seen along the road, and the courtyards of most houses have not been cleaned up for several years.

He stopped in front of a teahouse. “This is where the Mother of Mount Li is enshrined. She is a disciple of the goddess Nuwa, and her magical powers can control smallpox.”

The door of the teahouse was opened, and large jars were placed inside in advance.

The patient took the initiative to get into the big vat and kept coughing.

“Yu Zheng, go upstairs and rest. You can find any room. Remember, don’t come out at night!”

“and many more.”

The old detective suddenly remembered something and said, “Yu Zheng, you should be fine, right?”

(End of this chapter)