#75 - A Chinese Ghost Story, Dead Knight

The way other people looked at Qin Changqing also subtly changed.

With such a powerful protector watching over him, yet he's still so gentle. Everyone developed a favorable impression of Qin Changqing.

“I wonder, Sect Leader Shen, what is this 'Myriad Ghosts Cave' you just mentioned?” Qin Changqing raised his cup in a toast, asking with a smile.

Shen Yuantu laughed and said, “It's nothing special, just a place where a large number of non-corporeal soul-like ghosts are imprisoned. However, these ghosts have lost their minds and memories, and they will attack as soon as a living person enters.

If one can't withstand being devoured by myriad ghosts, not to mention the physical body, even the divine soul will be completely eaten away. Therefore, some raw meat is thrown into the Myriad Ghosts Cave every once in a while, otherwise they will kill each other.”

Qin Changqing couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

No wonder that guy was so scared just now; it sounds terrifying.

You should know that ghost cultivators also have physical bodies, but their physiques and cultivation methods are special, allowing them to accommodate and absorb Yin energy. Moreover, ghost cultivators can also accommodate the existence of 'spirits'.

These 'spirits' are different from the soul-like ghosts in the Myriad Ghosts Cave. They are another form of cultivation transformed from the divine souls of some powerful cultivators after death. They also have no physical bodies, but they possess intelligence and memories, and can help their masters cultivate, and even fight and kill.

This is the biggest reason why ghost cultivators are called ghost cultivators.

Along the way, Qin Changqing saw many 'spirits' floating around, some directly emerging from the bodies of ghost cultivators, or half of their bodies embedded in the ghost cultivators' bodies, looking extremely eerie.

“Continue the music, continue the dance!”

Shen Yuantu was drinking heartily, clapping his hands. Immediately, graceful female cultivators wearing exquisite gauze skirts emerged from the side hall, each with a charming figure, waving their long sleeves, creating a unique flavor.

These female ghost cultivators' dances are very distinctive, with illusory figures suddenly emerging from their bodies to dance together, rising and falling, separating and reuniting, appearing dazzling, even Qin Changqing couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

These are the 'spirits' accommodated in their bodies.

It must be said that these 'spirits' are all beautiful and unique, and because their bodies are between illusory and real, they give people a sense of unreality, as if they are in a fairyland, in conjunction with the master's dance.

“Bravo!”

Qin Changqing couldn't help but shout his approval, drinking to his heart's content. Suddenly, he summoned an ancient zither from his storage ring and placed it in front of him, his fingertips gliding over it, flowing out a soul-stirring melody.

This move immediately attracted everyone's attention, and even the graceful figures dancing in the middle turned their heads to look.

Shen Yuantu raised his eyebrows and chuckled, “I didn't expect Vice Alliance Master to have such skills and refined interests, it's a feast for our ears.”

Qin Changqing had already entered the state. This scene instantly reminded him of a classic piece from his previous life.

His index finger moved rapidly, a song of heartbrokenness, the zither music entering dreams!

Listening to this song, everyone couldn't help but stop what they were doing, and a story of unparalleled tragic love seemed to appear in their minds.

Those female cultivators who were dancing stood still in place, staring blankly at Qin Changqing, who was bowing his head and playing the zither.

“Strange, why am I crying…”

“This song seems to have magic…”

Those spirits who were dancing with them also stared痴痴at Qin Changqing, seemingly feeling it even more deeply, some even shedding illusory tears.

Even Shen Yuantu, this rough man, opened his mouth wide, the wine glass not falling for a long time.

When the song ended, the whole place was silent, silent for a long time.

Qin Changqing was also somewhat emotional, very satisfied with his performance, as expected of one of the classic pieces of his previous life.

“I wonder what the name of this song played by the Vice Alliance Master is?” A female elder wiped away the tears from the corner of her eye and finally couldn't help but ask.

Everyone else looked over curiously.

Qin Changqing smiled slightly and uttered four words: “A Chinese Ghost Story!”

A Chinese Ghost Story!

The ghost cultivators muttered this name, their hearts shaken.

Qin Changqing leisurely said, “Everyone has kindly invited me to drink together. Qin is not talented, so I specially composed this song to give to everyone as a thank you gift. In fact, this song also has a story, I wonder if everyone is interested in hearing it?”

Everyone nodded, especially those female cultivators, their eyes widened, their faces full of anticipation.

Seeing that the atmosphere had been built up, Qin Changqing slowly told the story, his voice not loud, but every word entered the heart.

“There was a scholar named Ning Caichen who encountered heavy rain on his way to collect debts, and had no choice but to take shelter in the rumored Lanruo Temple…”

A tragic and moving, yet soul-stirring love story between a human and a ghost slowly unfolded before everyone's eyes.

Everyone listened with fascination, revealing various expressions of surprise, anger, regret, and heartache as the story unfolded.

When the story ended, those female cultivators were all conquered by the love between Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian, shedding tears.

If this story were told to other cultivators, it might not have such a good effect, but everyone present was a ghost cultivator, and there were many 'spirits'. They couldn't help but put themselves into the story, empathizing with it, coupled with the previous song of A Chinese Ghost Story as a foreshadowing, the effect was surprisingly good.

“Vice Alliance Master, did Nie Xiaoqian really die?”

But he also understood, women are always sentimental.

“No, she was later rescued by Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen.” Qin Changqing gave a relatively perfect ending.

“That's good!”

“That's great!”

Everyone burst into tears of joy.

Qin Changqing's song and story once again narrowed the distance with the Ghost King Sect. Everyone looked at him not only out of fear of the Alliance Master behind him, but also with a bit more respect for Qin Changqing himself.

“Vice Alliance Master is full of talent, Shen admires it!” Shen Yuantu laughed heartily, once again pulling Qin Changqing to drink heartily.

Whether it was an illusion or not, after hearing this story, Shen Yuantu's performance was a bit strange, as if he wanted to get himself drunk.

Damn, could it be that his story evoked some kind of memory in him?

Could this rough man have a similar experience?

In short, after this banquet, Shen Yuantu was even more enthusiastic towards Qin Changqing, and it was obvious that there was less pretense and more sincerity.

Art really knows no boundaries, even in the world of cultivation, the effect is surprisingly good.

“I could tell from the story just now that Brother Changqing seems to be very interested in those 'spirits'?”

On the way back, Shen Yuantu put his arm around Qin Changqing's shoulder and chuckled in a low voice, his address becoming more intimate.

“…Who said that, I didn't!” Qin Changqing was a little embarrassed: “They don't have physical bodies…”

“No need to explain, I understand!” Shen Yuantu winked: “Although these spirits don't have physical bodies, they can give Brother Changqing a different and ultimate experience. If you are interested, I will arrange it later to ensure that Alliance Master Changqing is satisfied!”

“…” Qin Changqing was a little speechless. Could it be that this story really wants me to transform into Ning Caichen?

In ancient times, there was Xu Xian and Bai Niangzi, Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian, and now there is me, Qin Changqing, and the spirits of the Ghost King Sect?

Damn it, I'm a little looking forward to it!

No way, could it be that besides Cao Cao, I also want to be a Lich King!