Countless tribal peoples live among the hundreds of thousands of mountains on the southern border of Xinjiang. The Mosang people are one of them.
The ninth day of the first lunar month every year is the busiest day of the year for the Mozang people. The Celestial Clan will hold the largest sacrifice of the year. Men, women and children burn incense and bathe. The tribesmen will ask the great wizard to recite incantations, and then the Mozang tribesmen will cheer in front of each other and sing gongs and drums together to invite the "Wind God" wood carving. Everyone bowed their heads and worshiped.
Children cannot participate in the sacrificial ceremony. But the banquet after the sacrifice lasted for three days and three nights. This is their happiest time of the year. All the young men and women at the banquet were singing and dancing. The children were free to eat from the banquet. They were chasing and fighting around.
That year, Lan Xiaoyu was five years old. On the ninth day of the first lunar month, she put on her new clothes. It was a purple double-breasted round-necked top with fine red lace around it, and the two cuffs were sewn with sixteen colorful beads. The lower body is a pleated tube skirt. Her mother gave her a bun and inserted the most precious silver hairpin into her lovely bun. She was so unhappy that day.
At night, everyone sang and danced around the bonfire. Suddenly a black wind blew in the sky. The eerie black wind blew the bonfire everywhere. The tribesmen shouted to find a safe place to hide. After a brief period of confusion, it quickly returned to calm. Everyone gathers around the campfire. It seemed that the evil wind just now was just a joke played by God and the Mozang people. Until a woman in the crowd shouted: "Where is my Xiaoyu? My Xiaoyu is missing..."
When Lan Xiaoyu opened her eyes again, she found herself in a dark and damp cave. Under the light of the fire, she saw countless corpses around her, as well as several ferocious-looking children as old as herself staring at her. Lan Xiaoyu was frightened. She screamed and cried.
An old man with a withered face slowly walked towards her. He said in a gloomy tone: "Cry, cry, have a good cry, ancestor, I will kill you if you cry again. Because I hate the sound of children crying..."
The ninth day of the first lunar month, the most festive day for the Mozang people, has become Lan Xiaoyu's eternal nightmare. From this day on, she became a child of Dry Bone Ancestor. His surname was erased by Dry Bone Ancestor. Her face was slashed open by the cruel villain. Because he only needs cold-blooded killers with ferocious faces, and does not need his disciples to have any emotions. Since then, Lan Xiaoyu has lived in the ghost land south of Shiwanda Mountain - the corpse land of the dead. There is no grass growing here, no life. There are almost no living people in this dead land, corpses are everywhere, and those who are venting their anger are worse than corpses in Xiaoyu's eyes. But she didn't cry again. Because one tear could kill her.
According to legend, there are many cultivation sects in the corpse land of the dead. But in fact, there are more casual cultivators occupying a territory alone. People who make a living in the ghost realm have no emotions at all. They will not hesitate to kill those closest to them for profit. Therefore, they can only form their own formations, and a few disciples who can be controlled forever can be regarded as a simple sect. The Dry Bone Ancestor is a casual cultivator without a sect. But he has advanced cultivation and monopolizes the Thousand Corpses Mountain in the Ghost Domain. Xiaoyu didn't know how big the undead corpse land was. The Thousand Corpses Mountain of Dry Bone Ancestor alone covers an area of several thousand miles. She knew she would never be able to escape from that place of death.
Three years after she started, the Dry Bone Ancestor found a corpse for her and forced her to practice the art of controlling corpses. This is an extremely evil technique. The monks need to combine the corpse energy of the corpse and their own spiritual energy in the body. After a small amount of skill is achieved, the corpse can be cultivated into a capable corpse puppet. Once this technique is practiced, a person will become one with his or her own corpse, and from then on they will be indistinguishable from each other. This technique is extremely abnormal. Lan Xiaoyu knew that her life was over since the day she entered the corpse path. Now the corpse energy in her body has penetrated deep into the bone marrow. Once she enters the corpse path, she can only be with the corpse for the rest of her life. She has now cultivated her own corpse puppet. And her corpse puppet is controlled by the ancestor, carrying the coffin for the withered ancestor. He can destroy her corpse puppet at any time, and she will die with it. Her life and death depended only on the thought of Dry Bone Ancestor. So she could only obey his words.
Three years ago, an unknown corpse monk suddenly emerged in the Ghost Realm. Later I heard that it was because he accidentally found a soul pearl in southern Xinjiang. The soul bead was extremely strange, and it actually raised that person's corpse to two great realms in a short period of time. That person also stepped into the realm of enlightenment as the corpse puppet improved. There are also rumors that there are five such soul beads in total. There is one in the east, south, west, north and central plains of this world.
The life of the Bone Ancestor is about to end, and the only way to extend his life is to break through in a short time. So he ventured out of the Land of the Undead. Enter the Western Region to find the whereabouts of the soul bead.
He lurked in the wild forest for three years. Finally found out the whereabouts of the Soul Pearl. It turns out that the bead fell in the wild forest a thousand years ago and was picked up by a hunter. The hunter later opened the mountain gate because of the bead and named it "Herculean Sect". Until now, the bead is still within the Herculean Divine Sect.
The Dry Bone Ancestor was overjoyed when he got the news. Afterwards, he secretly colluded with the people from the Beast Taming Sect and plotted a massacre. When the time comes, after defeating the Mighty Divine Sect, he will obtain the Soul Pearl and the Beast Taming Gate. Both parties get what they need. The plan was originally carried out in secret. But something unexpected happened a few days ago. A disciple of the Beast Taming Sect was killed in the forest. The Dry Bone Ancestor deduced at the scene that the disciple actually died under a mysterious treasure. At this critical moment, a mysterious monk with a mysterious treasure appeared, which made the withered ancestor very uneasy. So he sent Xiaoyu out to investigate the matter.
Xiaoyu took the order and soon met two young men practicing swordsmanship in the forest. She used a trick to get close to the two men easily. Then came the Love Valley.
This is everything Lan Xiaoyu has experienced in eleven years. Before she was five years old, she was an ordinary frontier woman. After the age of five her life was a hell.
At this moment, Lan Xiaoyu was shedding tears in the small wooden house in Youqing Valley.
In two days, she had found out clearly that the mysterious treasure was on the body of a woman named "Qin Lan". She has a great background and has many treasures. And her cultivation level is only in the spirit transformation realm, and her elders happen to not be around her. This is undoubtedly the best opportunity for the Bone Ancestor to seize treasures and people. If she could pass the news about Qin Lan to her ancestor, she would definitely accomplish something extraordinary. It is not impossible to get one's own corpse puppet from the hands of the ancestor. However, at this moment Xiaoyu hesitated! Within two days, she had some emotions towards the people here that she shouldn't have as a monk in the Ghost Realm.
After six years of suffering in hell, she did not completely lose her humanity like the other brothers and sisters.
It was as if the gates of hell were wide open and she was allowed to return to the human world for two days. During these two days, she seemed to have returned to the place in her dream... She seemed to see many Mosang people in the Valley of Love, and they were having a banquet. , and she sang a song at the banquet, and her singing voice was so melodious...
When Qin Lan took out the golden elixir and gave it to her, Xiaoyu suddenly remembered her name that had not been called for many years. ——Lan Xiaoyu! The surname Lan is the biggest surname in her clan. A last name she was proud of!
A beautiful silver hairpin is in her left hand, and a dazzling golden elixir is in her right hand. Her tears couldn't stop flowing...
"Mom, I don't want to die, I still want to see you!"
"But I don't want to harm sister Qin Lan either!"
"Quack!" An ugly-looking toad jumped out from under her bed.
Xiaoyu's brows wrinkled slightly. She suddenly thought of those dirty bugs she had eaten on the Thousand Corpses Mountain. The so-called training given to them by the Dry Bone Ancestor is to survive at all costs. If they don't eat the bugs, they will starve to death. What a blessing it would be if she could catch such a plump toad at that time.
Her door was suddenly pushed open, and Mu Yu and Tian Heng barged in.
"Are you scared! Hahaha." The two laughed. And when they saw Xiaoyu's face, they suddenly panicked.
Mu Yu stepped forward, grabbed the toad and threw it out of the window.
"You're kidding, why are you so afraid of a toad? Stop crying, it's my brother's fault."
Tian Heng scratched his head, feeling guilty. The idea was his. She also didn't expect that a little prank could scare sister Xiaoyu until her eyes turned red from tears.
Mu Yu gently held Xiaoyu in his arms to comfort her, but Xiaoyu's crying became louder and louder. Gradually it got a little out of control.
Qin Lan heard the crying and ran in. She knew what was happening as soon as she saw the scene before her.
He said angrily: "Get out of here."
Mu Yu and Tian Heng had no choice but to exit the wooden house in silence, only to see Pei Feng watching the show with a smile in the courtyard.
"Boss, are you getting too serious?"
Mu Yutianheng was dejected. Mu Yu said: "Hey, who knew Xiaoyu was so timid."
"Timid?" Pei Feng smiled bitterly and thought to himself: "If everyone in her ghost world is timid, then there will be no bold people in this world."
It took a while in the house before Xiaoyu's crying stopped. I don’t know what she and Qin Lan said in the room. By the time the two came out, it was almost dusk.
Everyone was so shocked when they saw Xiaoyu that they couldn't close their mouths from ear to ear. Xiaoyu is a completely different person now. The scars on her face seemed to have been smoothed away, and if you didn't look closely, you wouldn't be able to see them at all. A beautiful face appeared in front of the three men, and they were all stunned. She has a pair of big watery eyes. The facial features are delicate and graceful. No one expected that Xiaoyu would have such an exquisite appearance without the scars on her face.
Mu Yu was shocked: "Xiaoyu, your face..."
Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed and looked at Qin Lan. Looking at the expressions of the three eldest brothers again, he couldn't help but bow his head slightly, and a blush appeared on his face. It looks even more charming.
Not long ago, Qin Lan personally fed her the golden elixir in the room. The deep scars on her face were healed visibly with the effect of a golden elixir. Then Qin Lan took out the small bag she had hidden for a long time.
There are many items used by women to apply makeup. Xiaoyu has never used those things. I only remember seeing it in my mother's room.
Qin Lan placed his bronze mirror on the table and asked Xiaoyu to sit down in front of the mirror. then……
The complex processes of applying powder, drawing eyebrows, dyeing forehead yellow, dotting dimples, applying slanting red, and applying lipstick were all performed on Xiaoyu's little face. She watched in the mirror as her face gradually changed in Qin Lan's hands. It turned into a face that was strange yet familiar to her. Xiaoyu's eyes turned red again unconsciously.
"Don't cry. If you cry, you need to repaint it. If you cry, it won't be beautiful."
