The Romance of the Immortal Cauldron

Looking at the woman in red lying on the ground in front of him, whose life or death was unknown, Zheng Wanshan let out a breath.

"When I came, this person was the only one alive." Matthew said lightly.

After saying that, he sent out a ray of spiritual energy and entered the body of the woman in red.

In an instant, a wisp of red air floated out from the body of the woman in red.

But before the red gas dissipated, Matthew grabbed it.

Suddenly, a woman's scream was heard from the red air.

"Senior, have mercy on me, senior, have mercy on me!"

Matthew had a blank expression on his face. A ball of purple light emerged from his palm, wrapping up the red air, and then he threw the purple light to Zheng Wanshan.

"This is your Zheng family's business, you come and ask." Matthew said lightly.

Zheng Wanshan held the purple light in both hands, bowed deeply to Matthew, and then began to inquire about the red energy in the purple light.

He was smart enough to know that Hongqi was afraid of Matthew, not him.

Without leaving the place, he asked Matthew in person.

After questioning, Hongqi turned out to be honest.

She calls herself Hongxia, and is actually a ghost that has been born with intelligence.

He said he had just come here some time ago.

When it arrived at Zhengjia Village, it found that it was full of corpses and no living people.

It had no fixed place to live so it stayed here.

The previous explosion occurred because it accidentally touched a mechanism left by someone before.

Zheng Wanshan expressed his disbelief in Hongxia's words.

But Hongxia's cultivation level is only at the foundation-building stage. It is almost impossible for her to completely eliminate all the people in the village with her strength.

"Let's go to the place where you said the latter part of the Lotus Sword Technique is stored first." Seeing that Zheng Wanshan couldn't get anything out of him for a while, Matthew spoke.

He came here just for the second half of the technique. As for the affairs of Zhengjia Village, he had no interest in knowing about them and did not intend to interfere.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Wanshan immediately stood up, stuffed the purple light into his sleeve, and left with Matthew.

After wandering around the village for a while, the two came to an ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall has a simple appearance, and its bluestone walls have become mottled due to weathering over the years, but the overall structure remains solid.

The two ancient trees in front of the gate, with lush branches and leaves, add a touch of solemnity to the ancestral hall.

After arriving here, Matthew frowned slightly, and when Zheng Wanshan was about to go in, he reached out to stop him.

Matthew took out a green mirror from his sleeve and injected his magic power into the mirror.

Immediately, a green light shot into the ancestral hall.

In an instant, the scene in the ancestral hall began to distort and deform like ripples on the water.

The ancestral hall, which originally looked quite majestic, instantly revealed its true face.

A completely collapsed ruin.

There are broken walls and rubble all over the ground.

What is even more horrifying is that among the ruins, there are some dried-up corpses scattered around.

Their expressions were painful and distorted, and it was obvious that they had suffered great torture in their lifetime.

Seeing this, Matthew immediately took out the Qinglong Breaking Ban Mirror.

The surface of this mirror is carved with dragon patterns, emitting a faint green light.

He pointed the mirror at the ancestral hall, and saw green light flowing on the mirror surface. Beams of light shot out and illuminated the entire ruins.

As the green light shone, the surrounding environment began to change more dramatically.

The originally peaceful and peaceful village instantly turned into a living hell.

The air also began to smell fishy and rotten.

Intermittent crying and wailing could be heard in the distance.

The houses, trees, land, and even the sky were shrouded in a dark mist.

Zheng Wanshan was completely dumbfounded when he saw this scene.

Only now did he realize that everything he saw when he came in was an illusion, and that a major change must have occurred in Zhengjia Village.

Zheng Wanshan immediately took out the purple light from his sleeve, looked at the red energy inside with cold eyes and said: "I'll give you one chance, tell me everything that happened here. Otherwise, I will spend the rest of my life torturing you!"

When Zheng Wanshan said this, his breathing became a little rapid and his face became extremely gloomy.

After the red gas rolled, it turned into the appearance of a woman in red, only the size of a fist.

Looking at Zheng Wanshan's extremely gloomy face, the villain who called herself Hongxia knelt with her legs bent, begging for mercy.

"It's none of my business. It was like this when I got here. It's really none of my business."

At this time, purple needles emerged from the purple light.

The ball of light transformed from the purple light was not big to begin with, and now with such fine needles growing inside it, Hongxia would be immediately pierced by the fine needles if she moved a little.

The wailing sounds of Hongxia continued to be heard from within the purple light.

Matthew and Zheng Wanshan both looked at Hongxia expressionlessly.

About an incense stick later, Hongxia's body had become almost transparent.

"It was done by the Ghost Mother Caiyun. I was stationed here under her orders!" Finally, Hongxia couldn't hold on any longer and shouted loudly.

"We in Zhengjia Village pay tribute to the Ghost Mother Caiyun every year. Why would she attack our village!" After hearing the name of the Ghost Mother Caiyun, Zheng Wanshan showed a hint of fear in his eyes, but he still asked through gritted teeth.