Ning Shu and the old man were taken to the archives room, and they were told to check it themselves.

  There was a computer, which Ning Shu turned on. She searched through the files about a mass burial of an army.

  She was trying to see if there were any troops passing through here a thousand years ago.

  The old man was a little surprised when he saw Ning Shu tapping the keys. “You know how to use this?”


  Ning Shu said with a smile, “Actually, I often sneak to an Internet café to get online.”


  Old man: →_→


  Their family couldn’t even fill their stomachs. Why not buy a pancake instead of using the money to get on the Internet? Such an unfilial child.

  Ning Shu inputted the search keywords, and a lot of documents appeared. Ning Shu opened these files one by one, browsing through the content.

  The old man watched from the side and asked, “Did you find anything?”


  “No, maybe there was no record at all.” Ning Shu continued to slide the mouse.

  The old man said, “These people had pretty much died at the same time. That’s why they were buried together. Such a large-scale killing must have been recorded.”


  Ning Shu opened a document, but it was quite vague. It stated that an army had fled to this area in defeat, with pursuers behind them.

  The two sides fought fiercely, and it seemed that there was no one left alive.

  Well, there was not much value in this.

  The information didn’t mention who the generals of both sides were and what the situation was at that time.

  Too much time had passed, so a lot of the information was obscured.

  “Master, those corpses are probably of the two opposing armies?” guessed Ning Shu.

  The old man looked even more worried, “Since they were hostile, even after death, the two sides would still fight each other. So, the baleful aura and Yin energy should be heavier, yet I didn’t notice any.

  “I thought that it was because I‘ve gotten old.” The old man touched his beard. “Where did all that evil energy go?”


  Ning Shu’s eyes whirled with a thought, but she didn’t speak.

  According to all the signs, Feng Yin’s corpse must be in this mass burial.

  Perhaps there might also be the remains of the female lead, Song Xihan, from the previous life.

  An idea popped up in Ning Shu’s mind.

  “There’s nothing to see here. Let’s head back,” said Ning Shu to the old man.

  Ning Shu took out some money to buy meat, flour, and rice.

  The old man was a little melancholy. He kept wondering about where the baleful aura and Yin energy in the mass grave had gone. He was so preoccupied that he couldn’t even eat properly.

  After dinner, Ning Shu sat on the bed to cultivate. At midnight, she took a flashlight and a shovel and went down the mountain.

  When Ning Shu got to the old man’s house, she climbed over the wall and landed in the yard on her hands and feet. She then took out a sprig of calamus from her cloth bag and tucked it behind her ear. It could expel evil spirits and ghosts.

  Finished with her preparations, Ning Shu picked up the shovel and started digging. As the soil had been loosened once before, she found it much easier. She soon got to the coffin.

  Ning Shu dug out several coffins. She then inserted the shovel to the side, wiped cinnabar on her hands, and slowly opened the decaying coffin.

  The coffin disintegrated as soon Ning Shu touched it, covering her hands with wood fragments. Ning Shu took a flashlight to illuminate the insides of the coffin. There were scattered bones in it.

  The bones inside were small. It was obvious with a glance that it was a woman’s skeleton. Ning Shu picked up a leg bone and stuffed it into her cloth bag. Afterward, she continued digging out coffins and took a bone from each coffin.

  After she was done, she buried the coffins again, flattened the soil, and jumped over the wall to get out of there.

  The moon in the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze. If one stared at it for too long, an eerie feeling would arise in them.

  Amid the insects’ chirping, Ning Shu walked on the path in the field and to return to the Daoist temple.

  MTL Editor: Meraki

  TLC: Kaho