Niannian: ???
Little Yuanzi (Niannian's nickname) didn't even figure out what was going on when this hanged ghost just spilled all the beans on its own.
Was it really that timid?
Niannian was a bit dazed, but the ancestor of the Tu family who entered the room with her was a shrewd old fox.
His mind was spinning at a thousand miles an hour, and he quickly reacted.
"Get up from the ground, little thing. Stop clinging to our little Taoist friend. Now, tell me what's buried underground and who wants to harm our little Taoist friend!"
The old man's voice carried an inherent aura of authority, which was a near - tangible spiritual harm to the ghost.
Just these two sentences left the hanged ghost dizzy.
It scrambled up from the ground, took a look at the old man, then at Niannian who was still in the dark, and knew that it had blabbed too soon and messed things up.
Although it didn't bury the thing, nor did it want to harm anyone.
But the problem was that its very existence wasn't exactly a good thing.
Moreover, last time when it was interrogated, it had refused to talk, just wanting to preserve this blessed land that kept its mind clear.
Would it really be annihilated for the crime of concealment?
This little Taoist was really powerful!
The hanged ghost looked mournful and didn't want to talk, but the ancestor of the Tu family wasn't one to be trifled with.
Seeing its reluctance, the old man simply waved his hand and summoned his descendants into the room in a swarm.
Facing so many big ghosts, the hanged ghost was scared stiff.
Finally, unable to withstand the death glares of so many ghosts, it stammered, "I'm not quite sure either. There are just some fragmented memories in my mind. Later, I followed the person who buried the thing. I thought he looked familiar and might be the one I was looking for. But when I got closer, I realized it wasn't the case at all. I don't know what he buried, but before he buried it, there weren't so many ghosts here."
"Where was the thing buried?"
Niannian finally came to her senses at this moment and quickly asked.
"I'll take you there. It's just downstairs."
Saying so, the hanged ghost got up from the ground, grabbed its hanging rope, and floated out of the room.
Niannian followed it all the way downstairs. In a spot near the sofa on the floor tiles, the hanged ghost stopped and pointed at the tile, saying, "It's right here. It's not buried very deep, only about one meter."
Niannian glanced at the hanged ghost, then fixed her gaze on the tile.
After much thought, she finally decided to dig up the tile!
There were no proper tools at hand, so Niannian had to take out her bronze sword from her satchel and stabbed it down with all her might.
With a loud "crack", the floor tile shattered into pieces.
The loud noise also startled everyone in the villa.
Yu Shanhe and his two elder sons rushed downstairs at full speed.
As soon as they got downstairs, they saw Niannian straining herself as she stabbed at a tile.
Daughter!
Was she finally going to destroy her own home?
This was the rhythm of demolishing the house!
Yu Shanhe wasn't really heartbroken about the tiles. If Niannian really wanted to raze the house and rebuild it, he would happily hire a construction team for his daughter.
But the question was, why was his daughter demolishing the house?
Wouldn't it hurt her hands to do it like this?
"Niannian! My dear daughter, what are you doing?"
Yu Shanhe quickly rushed forward, picked up little Yuanzi in his arms, and asked anxiously.
"Ah? There seems to be something buried under here. I want to take a look."
Suddenly feeling light on her feet, Niannian looked up and saw her father. Her stiff little body immediately relaxed.
Hearing that there was something underground, Yu Shanhe was also taken aback.
"What? What's down there?"
"I don't know. A ghost told me that someone buried something under our house, and it's not a good thing. I want to dig it out and see."
Yu Shanhe never doubted what his daughter said.
If his daughter said there was something, there must be.
But how could he let his delicate little daughter do such hard labor?
There were so many big men in the family; they weren't useless.
It was only at this moment that the two sons standing there looking on could realize their usefulness.
"Yusheng, Yuqiu, go to the backyard and get a shovel. Dig according to the spot where Niannian just broke the tile. You must dig out the thing inside."
At Yu Shanhe's order, the two sons had no choice but to do their duty.
They had already come to terms with their father's excessive doting on their sister.
Demolishing the house was just a minor thing.
Yuqiu and his brother worked hard with the shovels, taking turns to dig, and they were quite rhythmic.
Sure enough, they were much faster than little Yuanzi digging alone.
The thing wasn't buried very deep. Just as the hanged ghost had said, it was only one meter underground.
It was a small black box. As soon as it was dug out, the hanged ghost involuntarily wanted to get closer to it, but was slapped flying by Niannian.
Yuqiu, the big brother with a cleanliness fetish, first wiped the box back and forth with a handkerchief several times.
Only when there wasn't a trace of dust on it did he hand it to Niannian.
Little Yuanzi took the box and opened the lid.
What came into view was a small black jade plaque.
Although the jade plaque was small, it was engraved with complex runes.
It was a Yin - nurturing jade.
This thing would attract all the Yin qi and Yin objects within a one - kilometer radius.
Ghosts were also a type of Yin object.
It might seem that the range this Yin - nurturing jade could affect was small.
But in fact, it wasn't.
With this thing around, even ghosts that just happened to be passing by or moving within the one - kilometer radius would be attracted.
Moreover, Yin qi was a natural creation of heaven and earth.
At dawn, Yang qi rose.
After sunset, Yin qi was born.
Yin and Yang qi were produced every day. This jade would only absorb the surrounding Yin qi and wouldn't make it dissipate.
As time went on, when the Yin qi accumulated to a certain degree, this one - kilometer area would turn into an extremely Yin place.
Niannian stared at the jade plaque in her hand, her brows knitted tightly.
She looked around, and various souls, either faint or distinct, appeared in her eyes.
She let out a soft sigh.
They should really thank these ghosts.
Ghosts absorbed Yin qi to cultivate, and they were like containers for Yin qi.
If there weren't so many ghosts gathering in the house, constantly absorbing the Yin qi around the jade plaque, the family members would probably have had a hundred mishaps by now.
But it was also for this reason that she hadn't noticed the problem with the house before.
She had just thought that there were just a few more ghosts here.
"Baby, you said just now that a ghost told you. Is there a ghost in our house?"
Yu Shanhe didn't understand the jade plaque, but he remembered what Niannian had said at first.
Unable to resist his curiosity, he asked softly.
Little Yuanzi was quite honest and nodded without hesitation.
"Yeah, there are a lot of ghosts in the house. Probably... more than thirty of them."