When Lu Yun asked about the purpose, Zheng Pan's expression froze for a moment, hesitating.
After a long time, he smiled strangely: "Little girl, your background is not simple, so you must have heard of the Wangchuan Stone, right?"
Forgotten Stone?
Lu Yun really didn't expect to be involved in this.
"The Wangchuan Stone is produced in Guixi. Ning Hui has traveled to many places in recent years to obtain the Wangchuan Stone. I heard that he even asked for help from the Divine Formation Sect."
"Heh, the lord of a city can only be arrogant and domineering in Ningyang Mansion. In front of those sects, he is nothing."
"But since then, he has changed his ways and delved into various evil arts. I don't know where he heard that these ghost cultivators can enter the ghost realm."
The Yinhun Village has been able to exist for so long, and even so many people died here without the outside world noticing, all because Ning Hui helped cover up the crime.
"For the past year, a group of people have been sent here every month."
The disappearance of that group of people did not attract attention at first, but when a certain pattern formed, the other aristocratic families in Ningyang Mansion noticed.
Their first reaction was naturally to tell the city lord and then ask the other party how to deal with it.
At that time, Ning Hui reassured them, saying that he would handle it, and then it seemed that fewer people were missing, and the family felt relieved.
It wasn't until one day that a monk from an average family came to the Zheng family where he lived, and they learned that someone had been secretly using benefits as a temptation to take away batch after batch of people.
Apparently those people left voluntarily, so they are not considered missing persons.
The family that requested the request swore that their son was taken away not voluntarily but by force, and no news has been heard from him for a long time.
It was impossible for the Zheng family to just listen to one side of the story. They sent people to inquire privately and discovered the truth that had been covered up by the city lord.
Following the clues, they found the Ghost Village and learned what deal these ghost cultivators had made with the city lord.
So he disguised himself and lurked in to look for clues, but he didn't know that the Ghost Village was so weird that if he didn't come in, he would forget about it. Once he entered, he could only wait until the fifteenth of every month to get out again.
Zheng Pan tried to leave on other days, but the mass grave outside Yinhun Village turned into a maze, and he could not get out.
He simply stayed here with peace of mind, and at the same time inquired about the news, and learned that a group of people were sent every month, and it was on the 15th.
Digging deeper, he found the ancestral hall and discovered the existence of Ning Xixue.
"Ning Xixue turned into a ghost cultivator not long ago."
While the two were talking, the ghost cultivator not far away seemed to be still, listening quietly, and occasionally nodding, as if agreeing with Zheng Pan's ideas.
"However, after becoming a ghost cultivator, he can come in and out of here freely. But Ning Hui, an old boy, used his daughter's marriage to create some kind of competition to recruit brides, just to deceive those people."
There are no restrictions on family background, so many casual cultivators can come. If Ning Hui disappears, he can still hide it.
The requirement that these monks should not be lower than the Golden Core cultivation level, but not too high, is entirely a requirement from the ghost cultivators, so that hunting can be carried out easily.
"According to the seniors, their previous actions were carried out in secret, but this time they were too desperate."
The contest for marriage was such a big deal that almost everyone knew about it.
If dozens of candidates disappear suddenly, someone with a heart will always find out. It seems that Ning Hui is not cautious enough.
Unless there is a reason, then Ning Hui is about to get what he wants, and he will not hesitate to expose flaws for this purpose.
"It's what you think." Zheng Pan, observing Lu Yun's expression, still smiled mockingly.
"After today, the Wangchuan Stone will be sent out from the ghost world."
Lu Yun thought more than Zheng Pan.
She knew the usefulness of the Wangchuan Stone and the existence of the Abyssal Ghost Ship. She also knew that several major sects and even those sects were all looking for the Wangchuan Stone.
Ning Hui's intervention made it difficult for Lu Yun not to think about whether the other party had learned the truth.
If the guess is correct, it would make sense that Ning Hui really knew about the current problem of ascension in the world of cultivation and was eager to board the ghost ship and go to the Abyssal Sea.
Just to make Ning Hui risk giving up the management of Ningyang Mansion for so many years in order to get the Wangchuan Stone, Lu Yun suspected that the other party knew a lot.
But that's right, the news couldn't have been hidden for a long time.
But in this case, things are much more complicated.
Once this kind of thing is publicized and everyone knows the truth, ordinary people may not care. After all, hundreds of years have come and gone, and the so-called ascension has nothing to do with them.
But those monks were afraid they would suffer a blow.
They long for ascension and immortality, but the so-called ascension does not exist like a dream, and these monks may be shaken in their thoughts.
By then, the storm is coming.
Of course, it was impossible for Lu Yun and Zheng Pan to analyze these things. The other party seemed not to know Ning Hui's true purpose.
"Zheng Pan, Zheng family, what is your name?"
Zheng Pan saw Lu Yun thinking deeply and asked.
"Lu Yun." Lu Yun paused and then answered: "From Dongzhou."
"Dongzhou?"
Chewing these two words and looking at Han Jiangxue in Lu Yun's hand, Zheng Pan smiled with unknown meaning.
"As expected, he is a disciple of the sect."
Lu Yun didn't care that Zheng Pan guessed his origin.
"The person you are looking for came here a year ago. No one found him leaving here anyway, but it has been so long, maybe something happened long ago."
"You can completely skip this muddy water and walk along here to leave."
When it came to Lu Yun's purpose, Zheng Pan gave a little more advice and pointed out a clear path for Lu Yun.
Lu Yun was grateful for this kindness.
Cool eyes fell on Zheng Pan's face, observing the sincere expression on his face.
The other party still has something to hide.
And she was thinking that the incident at Nanshan Tomb occurred a year ago, which meant that Ning Hui knew about it at most a year ago.
And when my senior brother disconnected, it was earlier than this time.
If the senior brother really went to Guixiao, it means that the ghost gate appeared in this Yinhun Village earlier than Ning Hui got involved.
The ghost cultivators in Yinhun Village have been hunting outsiders. Perhaps because they did not have a partner like Ning Hui, they acted cautiously and did not make big moves, so nothing happened.
The senior brother followed the clues of the disciple's disappearance and came here, thereby discovering the secrets here, and even took the initiative to go to Guixiao.
With Meng Lin's ability, if he wanted to leave, no one here could stop him.
Therefore, even if there was only one ten thousandth chance that Meng Lin entered the ghost world, she would have to go through the same experience today.
See people in life, see corpses in death.
She promised the two senior brothers that she would definitely bring the second senior brother back.
She turned to look at the ghost cultivator, who looked very interested in the story and even gave up eating.
"I want to go there."
"Can you please not stop me?"
Lu Yun pointed to the grave behind him.
