I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 982: Believe It or Not, It’s Up to You

Chapter 982: Chapter 982: Believe It or Not, It’s Up to You

Seeing you stand up, Li Xiangwei also hurriedly got to her feet and said, "I, I also want to go with you."

From Li Xiangwei’s tone, it wasn’t hard to tell that she was already scared.

"Me, me, me too," you mimicked Li Xiangwei’s tone, stammering for a moment. "What’s a little girl like you following me for? Better go back to your Imperial Palace."

Having said that, you quickly flashed away, soon disappearing from the astonished gazes of the crowd.

"Damn Luo Yun, smelly Luo Yun, this Princess will remember this!"

Pagoda Tree Slope wasn’t far from the Northern City, a mere twenty or so minutes’ walk for an ordinary person, but you reached it with just a few leaps.

When you entered Pagoda Tree Slope, you suddenly noticed a change in the atmosphere of your surroundings.

All you felt was a cold wind blowing in gusts, chilling to the bone—it was surely not a place where ordinary folks would venture lightly.

The three traveling merchants who fell victim last night must have walked in the night too often, becoming accustomed to this kind of cold wind.

However, the cold wind that ordinary people found so distasteful gave you an entirely different sensation. While you didn’t like this atmosphere, you didn’t exactly hate it either, feeling a strangely familiar sense deep within your heart.

The mountain path under your feet was rugged and winding, and it took you over half an hour of walking before you reached a large wooden sign in the middle of the road, on which was written: "Lanruo Ghost Temple, living should not enter."

"F*ck two roast pork buns! I, young master, insist on entering, I really want to see if this ghost is as attractive as Wang Zuxian."

There was another thought you didn’t voice—that if this ghost was female and as beautiful as Wang Zuxian, that wouldn’t be bad, even though she might fall a bit short compared to your Zi Yi, but after all, it was a ghost. Playing with a ghost should feel quite extraordinary, you mused.

Huh?

Why did you suddenly feel you were becoming more malevolent?

Well, it must be related to Karma Obstacles.

You naturally blamed it all on the Karma Obstacles, given they had vanished anyway. ~(￣▽￣)~

You walked around the wooden sign and before long, arrived at the stone steps, which were overtaken by reeds and covered in moss all over.

Climbing the steps, you finally saw the big characters "Lan Ruo Temple" at the end of the stone staircase.

The railings of Lan Ruo Temple’s gate had long been decayed, and one broken door hung ajar, creaking eerily in the wind.

This scene would make even the bravest soul, like yourself, swallow hard, and you even began to doubt whether coming here was the right choice.

However, since you were already here, you certainly had no intention of turning back. Taking a deep breath, you then briskly stepped through the large doors of Lan Ruo Temple.

Only after entering did you realize the surprising extent of Lan Ruo Temple. You stood in a dilapidated courtyard, where some statues still stood erect; but these statues could no longer withstand the ravages of time, looking utterly worn down.

In front of you is a grand hall that looks battered and worn, its doors tightly shut, obscuring the view of its interior.

To the left of the hall is a separate Zen room, its doors also tightly closed. Though the doors and windows are falling apart, one still cannot make out anything inside from a distance; to the right of the hall, a stone-paved path winds past it, leading your gaze up to the dense grove behind the hall, where the silhouettes of a few more Zen rooms are barely visible.

You first head towards the grand hall, and as you push open its doors, a figure suddenly appears before you.

"Whoa!" You hastily step back, and only after seeing the newcomer more clearly do you exhale a sigh of relief, grumbling, "Old man, don’t scare people like that in broad daylight, okay? Don’t you know scaring people can scare them to death?"

"Young man, what are you doing here? Don’t you know this place is haunted?" The old man tilts his face downward, allowing you to see only half of his wrinkled visage.

"I came to take a look because I heard it was haunted, heh heh, old man, do you live here?"

The old man shakes his head: "No, I live at the foot of the mountain. I came here to burn incense for the souls of the three who died last night. Now that I’ve done what I needed, I’m heading down the mountain. Young man, take my advice, curiosity can kill, this isn’t a place for you. Better follow me down the mountain while you can, once the sun has set, it’ll be too late."

"Old man, you’re making it sound more dire than it is, huh?"

"Believe it or not, it’s up to you. If you insist on staying, I’ll be collecting your corpse tomorrow morning." With that, the old man leaves without looking back.

You smirk and say to yourself, "Brother here specializes in catching ghosts on the outside, and though I don’t have the Sen Luo Eye here, I’m still half a Cultivator. If an evil ghost comes, just one whack and it’s dead. As for a female ghost, heh heh, talking about life on a dark and windy night isn’t too bad."

The grand hall is very spacious, yet there is not much inside except for a large Buddha statue placed right at the center.

You bow to the Buddha statue and then walk out of the grand hall.

Next, you take a look inside the nearby Zen room, but there’s nothing suspicious there either.

It’s getting late now, the sunset is slowly vanishing behind the mountain peak, but you have no intention of leaving.

Circling the main hall via the small path, you examine each room behind it one by one, finding no anomalies.

"Damn, do I really have to wait for night to fall? Fine, I’ll wait since I’m here already; can’t leave empty-handed!"

With that, you sit down under a large tree, leaning your back against the trunk. For some reason, as soon as you lean against the trunk, your eyelids start fighting each other, and you quickly succumb to sleepiness and nod off.

After you fall asleep, the tree undergoes a subtle change, just as the sunset fades away completely. A few vines wrap downward from the trunk, entangling and binding you.

Perhaps the binding process hurt you, waking you up. As soon as you regain consciousness, you find yourself trapped.

"What the hell! I’ve been ambushed, could it be that old man after my wealth?"

Witnessing the sunset, you quickly snap the vines binding you and start looking around urgently. At that moment, you spot a figure flashing by and naturally give chase.

However, by the time you reach the entrance of Lan Ruo Temple, the figure has vanished. You intend to step outside to check but, before you can, countless black tendrils weave together at the doorway, sealing it shut firmly.

"Huh? What’s happening, someone trying to confine me here? Humph, think these little things can hold me back?" You’re no ordinary person, you grab the vines and tear a hole through them, but it quickly closes up again, and the black vines grow thicker.

"F*ck!" You let out an international swear, your mind racing, suddenly shifting your focus to the dilapidated wall beside you, and with a powerful punch, you smash towards the seemingly decrepit wall.