Chapter 137: Who Am I

Oh no, here, we should call them "Retribution Body Ghosts" instead!

Seeing Su Yuanshan's face filled with emotion as he stood there motionless, the old man assumed he had been frightened and couldn't help but comfort him.

"Young man, young man!

Don't take it to heart; when people get old, they just get like this. Perhaps I'm just senile and mixed up the people, who knows!

Nowadays, young kids don't listen; it's possible they went up the mountain to cut firewood without heeding an old man's warning."

Young kids?

Su Yuanshan sighed, thinking to himself, you really are senile!

How could that sturdy woodcutter look young in any way? How could he possibly be a young kid?

However, he didn't point it out, but instead cupped his hands to the old man and turned to walk toward the mountain.

The little white fox followed as well; it was much more spirited now than before.

Yet the old man was startled and couldn't help but shout.

"Young man, where are you going? You mustn't go to Shanwei Lin!"

Su Yuanshan replied without looking back.

"I'm going to wander by the Cold Pool, thanks for the warning!"

Naturally, he wasn't going to the Cold Pool, but to that small shrine of the Craft Spirit.

The mist in the mountains had dispersed, and the entire forest was relatively much more normal. Even the sun was a bit brighter,

not as gloomy as before. Of course, this was all relative; Su Yuanshan would still occasionally hear strange "creaking" sounds and whispers all around, but when he turned to look carefully, the surrounding sounds would vanish again.

Shanwei Lin, oh Shanwei Lin, ever since I entered this mountain forest, I have overlooked something that seems quite ordinary: I haven't seen a single wild beast!

That's right, the entire mountain seemed to be devoid of any wild beasts.

Arriving before the small temple door of the Craft Spirit, Su Yuanshan called out softly.

"Miss Qingcao, are you there?"

"Miss Qingcao!"

A flicker of light and shadow appeared, and a familiar figure emerged on a large tree not far away, wearing a flower crown and a pale green dress, her jade-like feet dangling between the branches, her figure graceful and beautiful.

It was none other than Mu Qingcao!

Seeing Su Yuanshan, she smiled, jumped down from the tree, and then gently reached out her hand; Su Yuanshan's sword appeared in her palm.

Clearly, she had already repaired it!

Su Yuanshan took it and scanned it with his divine sense, feeling quite amazed. After Mu Qingcao's repair, the quality of this sword seemed to have subtly improved; the spiritual light on the blade had grown, flickering in and out!

Putting away the City God Demon-Slaying Sword, Su Yuanshan cupped his hands to Mu Qingcao.

"Thank you, Miss!"

Mu Qingcao shook her head and smiled slightly.

"It was just a small effort; actually, this young woman should be the one thanking the Prefecture Lord!"

Glancing at the little white fox, she leaned down, wanting to touch its head, but the little white fox alertly dodged away.

Mu Qingcao wasn't displeased, just saying.

"The Prefecture Lord found this little fellow? It's good that it's alright!"

Su Yuanshan recounted the incident of encountering the "Sha Ghost," but omitted his identity as a reincarnator.

Mu Qingcao listened with some surprise, pondering for a long while before saying.

"To think the Sha Ghost was actually a mortal in disguise? That really is... however..."

Su Yuanshan was taken aback upon hearing this.

"However what?"

Mu Qingcao said thoughtfully.

"The Sha Ghost you described seems somewhat different from the one I've heard of?"

Su Yuanshan's heart stirred at these words!

What did she mean by different? Could it be... this Sha Ghost... was fake? Was there another real Sha Ghost?

Right, that reincarnator died the moment he appeared; who exactly killed him?

Was it the Sha Ghost or Earth Mother? Or something else?

Seeing Su Yuanshan's furrowed brows, Mu Qingcao smiled and said.

"Prefecture Lord, no need to worry. Even if you tried to think it through, you probably wouldn't come to any conclusion, it would only add to your troubles. Didn't you say it was already dead? Just consider it dead!"

Su Yuanshan nodded slightly and looked at Mu Qingcao, saying.

"Miss is truly insightful! By the way, you said you needed to use your Life Spirit Fire to help me repair the Demon-Slaying Sword, are you... alright now?"

Mu Qingcao shook her head.

"I'm fine, I only used a little, not much, it's alright!"

She paused and then said.

"If you have no other matters, this young woman will take her leave!"

Su Yuanshan nodded. "Mm, please do, Miss! Regarding your believers and incense, I will urge the Mountain God to handle it as soon as possible, so you may share the incense with the Mountain God!"

Mu Qingcao gave Su Yuanshan a charming smile and turned to leave, but unexpectedly, she suddenly collapsed to the ground. Had Su Yuanshan not been quick-witted and hurriedly caught her, she likely would have fallen. Even worse, her entire body flickered with light and shadow, gradually beginning to blur.

The spirit body is dissipating? This...

Su Yuanshan was shocked, finally realizing the severity of the situation; Mu Qingcao's Yin lifespan was coming to an end, and she was on the verge of having her soul scattered!

This foolish woman had actually used her own Life Spirit Fire just to repair the City God Demon-Slaying Sword for him!

How careless!

What could be done now? Even if he took her to Fengdu Yinsi to seek help, it would be too late!

Just as Su Yuanshan was at his wit's end, a soft sigh suddenly reached his ears.

"This guy is always like this!

He gets all flustered the moment he encounters anything involving women!

Can't you have a bit of backbone? You're just losing face for us!"

Then, a child-like voice rang out in his ear again, seemingly defending him.

"Oh, Second Master, you can't be so harsh on Third Master; this is just his nature! I beg you, go over and help him, otherwise that woman is going to die, really die for good."

Clearly, there wasn't a ghost in sight besides Xiaobai and Mu Qingcao, yet voices lingered in Su Yuanshan's ears, seeming as if they were right before his eyes.

This couldn't help but startle him, and he couldn't help but bark in a deep voice.

"Who? Who is here playing god and acting like a ghost? Why don't you show yourself to this seat?"

He flipped his right hand, and divine power began to condense in his palm, yet following a scornful laugh,

a man who looked almost exactly like him appeared before him, only he was quite a bit older, appearing to be about thirty-four years of age!

Beside the man stood a short child with a cute and pleasing appearance, holding a sugar figurine in his hand and licking it incessantly.

The clothes he wore were very large, with long sleeves that seemed ill-fitting on his small body, but he appeared indifferent, as if all his energy were on the sugar figurine; it was only when Su Yuanshan spoke that he reluctantly licked the sugar figurine once and bowed to Su Yuanshan with a flick of his long sleeves.

"Little Awang greets Third Master!"

Awang? Third Master?

Staring at the man who looked almost exactly like him, Su Yuanshan was greatly shocked, but he quickly calmed down and asked in a deep, stern voice.

"Who are you, daring to transform into this seat's likeness to play god and act like a ghost?"

However, Su Yuanshan's sudden shout did not frighten the child or the other version of himself, but it did startle Xiaobai, who looked at Su Yuanshan with a bewildered expression.

But Su Yuanshan's attention was on the two people who had suddenly appeared.

Seeing Su Yuanshan demand an answer, the child seemed to freeze for a moment, and after carefully looking him over, he asked cautiously.

"Third Master, do you really not recognize Little One and Second Master anymore? Second Master, he is..."