Chapter 291: Chapter 292 Yin Spirit Vige


    “Niannian, what you said is giving me the creeps.” Hu Bailing suddenly wrapped her arms around her own shoulders.


    “Pear Blossom Gully is cut off from the world for a reason,” Li Xinghua finally spoke up at this point.


    “Didn’t Zhu Minng mention it before? They secluded themselves to avoid the chaos of war, not wanting to get entangled in any disputes,” Fang Niannian said.


    “Although I can’t be 100 percent sure, I think this Pear Blossom Gully could very well be a Yin Spirit Necromancer’s vige,” Zhu Minng turned back to nce at the lit-up mountain hamlet.


    The night was clear, the lights were bright, everything seemed so peaceful, as if it truly were a paradise on earth. Ande spring and summer, when the pear blossoms bloomed, the hills here would be covered with them, making the ce look like a heavenly realm.


    But was everything really as wonderful as it appeared to be?


    “A Yin Spirit Necromancer’s vige???” Nan Yuso said, her mouth agape in surprise.


    “Yes, most of the people here are probably already dead. Pear Blossom Gully has likely always been a valley of the deceased. The outside world thinks it houses twenty or thirty thousand people, but in reality, the number of those who are truly alive might just be the few we’ve seen. They are Yin Spirit Necromancers,” Li Xinghua said.


    “The controlled dead we encountered at Stone Vige weren’t misled by the Mourning Dragon; in fact, it was the Yin Spirit Necromancer Mistress Ruoshuo who was manipting those corpses,” Zhu Minng said.


    Nan Yuso, Hu Bailing, and Fang Niannian all widened their eyes in shock.


    “I knew there was something off about that little girl, huh!” Nan Yuso said.


    From the moment she joined the team, Nan Yuso felt the young girl was hiding something.


    “So she’s in league with the Mourning Dragon? Did she ughter the whole vige??” Hu Bailing said, finding it hard to believe.


    “No, Stone Vige likely didn’t have many living people to begin with,” Zhu Minng said.


    “What??” Fang Niannian felt her brain wasn’t quite keeping up.


    The vige was supposed to have been ughtered, right?


    The Mourning Dragons were even hiding in those houses!


    “In First Vige, the people we saw were mostly dead bodies being controlled,” Zhu Minng continued.


    “All… all ghosts???” Fang Niannian recoiled into Nan Yuso’s embrace, trembling all over upon hearing this.


    “I underestimated the power of Yin Spirit Necromancers, or rather, there are strong and weak among them. The weaker ones can only see Yin spirits. The slightly stronger ones canmunicate with them, and the even more powerful ones can control the dead, making them seem no different from the living,” Li Xinghua exined.


    “So that’s why First Vige seemed devoid of life, because the whole Pear Blossom Gully is a tribalnd of Yin Spirit Necromancers? They maintain all the viges by manipting the dead, making the outside world think this ce is just an isted haven??” Fear filled Hu Bailing’s eyes.


    Those friends from a seemingly naive past.


    Were they Yin Spirit Necromancers or were they the dead?


    “Then… what’s the deal with the Mourning Dragon??” Nan Yuso asked.


    “It’s also under our control. The Mourning Dragon is our servant!” Just then, a man’s voice came from the mountaintop ahead. He stood under the deste moonlight, wearing a beast fur hat and fur clothes, but his entire being exuded an eerie aura!!


    It was Song Luo!


    Compared with his previously honest and straightforward appearance, he now seemed to possess an unfathomable, sinister quality!


    “Yin Spirit Necromancer? Actually, we don’t really like calling ourselves that. We call ourselves the God of Death!” The wrinkled-faced vige elder, Song Xunshan, emerged from the forest behind him, twisting the arm of the young necromancer girl, Mistress Ruoshuo.


    “The church over there says that Mourning Dragons are creatures that serve the God of Death…” Hu Bailing suddenly recalled this phrase, stricken as if by lightning. The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. Pointing at the vige elder, she said, “No wonder the Mourning Dragons are never extinct, it’s because you Yin Spirit Necromancers are skulking around in Pear Blossom Gully!”


    “It’s really unexpected that we sent you off to Mourning Dragon Vige and yet you managed toe out alive. However, now that you know the secrets of Pear Blossom Gully, we can’t let you leave alive,” said the vige elder, Song Xunshan.


    In fact, Song Xunshan had never been certain whether these people had discovered the secret of Pear Blossom Gully.


    But as they started to leave nonchntly, Song Xunshan grew more and more uneasy. He felt it was safer to dispose of them, just in case, especially since they had been in contact with Mistress Ruoshuo, and she had told them that they could see Yin Spirits!


    “I… I didn’t say anything,” Mistress Ruoshuo said.


    “But they still guessed it, didn’t they?” the vige elder, Song Xunshan, said.


    “We thought the vige elder gave us so many gemstones as hush money. Actually, we don’t care who you are, Yin Spirit Necromancers or Mourning Dragon Gods of Death, what we care about is whether many people have died here. In fact, I was relieved when I realized you were a vige of Yin Spirit Necromancers, which means that Pear Blossom Gully wasn’t a ce where thousands died under the ws of Mourning Dragons. I’m somewhat of a soft-hearted person,” Zhu Minng spoke up.


    There was no massacre.


    The people of Pear Blossom Gully didn’t live in fear of the Mourning Dragons.


    That was why Zhu Minng wanted to leave.


    In Yin Spirit Vige, they liked to use the dead as vigers, pretending that the few living people in the entire Pear Blossom Gully amounted to a prospering and wealthy show of the Seven Viges…


    They enjoyed this kind of Yin Spirit puppet y.


    So be it.


    As long as they didn’t use actual living people as their puppets.


    As long as their so-called Mourning Dragon servants didn’t run down the mountain killing the innocent.


    How they managed to survive, and in what ways they continued, that was their business, and Zhu Minng couldn’t care less.


    This was the reason why Zhu Minng was desperate to leave after learning the truth.


    “To me, the absence of a massacre is enough. If you Yin Spirit Necromancers enjoy ying among yourselves, then continue slowly. I still prefer cities with the breath of real living people,” Zhu Minng said.


    “You won’t keep this a secret!” Song Luo’s eyes were firmly fixed on Zhu Minng.


    “Actually, if we all maintain an unspoken understanding and let this incident pass, we can still be good neighbors in the future. As long as you don’t plot to steal lives or wealth, I won’t be prejudiced against you. But if you think about murdering to silence people, that’s really foolish in my eyes. I was called here on a rescue mission, and now that you all are safe and sound, I can leave. But by doing this, you’re forcing me to be the man who wipes out your Yin Spirit Vige in Pear Blossom Gully. Having epted the gemstones, I would feel guilty,” Zhu Minng said.