Jianghu Person Hu Ma

"What... what the hell was that? Why was it so chilling?"

The breeze swept past, and the figure vanished, but the lilting song still lingered in everyone's ears. Every person present was skilled in their own right. They could have crushed the Ghost King with one hand, yet now, after encountering nothing but a wisp of a ghost, every face had gone pale.

"Lament of the Human Meat!"

Before Hu Ma could answer, Immortal Aunt Miaoshan murmured, "That was a poem written by my predecessor as Sect Master of Do Not Eat Beef, the Great Teacher of Virtuousness."

"He once went to the capital to serve as an official, was granted a high rank, and presented this poem to the Du Yi Emperor."

"..."

"Was it him who brought it here?"

Hu Ma froze for a moment. He remembered the poem too, and naturally knew where it came from.

There had been plenty of people who crossed over and stole poems to make a name for themselves. It was practically standard practice. But in this world, so many Reincarnators had arrived that few dared do such a thing. They were afraid someone from their own world would recognize it and laugh at them.

Hu Ma hadn't known that Old Lord's Eyebrow, one of the earliest to be reborn here, had chosen this poem above all others to leave behind in this world—and had presented it to an emperor, no less.

No wonder he'd skinned the emperor. If he hadn't done it first, the emperor would have skinned him, wouldn't he?

"He was just a kind soul..."

Hu Ma sighed too, then stepped forward and used the Punishment Official's saber to dig a pit in the ground. He buried the few remaining bones, then lit incense and said with a sigh,