Immediately, I felt a chill in my heart.
At this level, Han Xiizi's Daoist, to deny him in front of him, was equivalent to showing off in the presence of a master craftsman.
After all, it was different from before. Previously, when I said some half-truths, I had prepared them. Now that the situation had suddenly changed, I hadn't thought of a logically sound argument.
"Of course, there is a bit," I whispered, and then said, "Uncle Huang seems neutral but is also a man seeking profit. Beforehand, our relationship was still good, but after Xu Ying exposed the celestial sign of Ta Yi Yang Gu, things were not as certain."
What I said was entirely the truth.
It's just that two things happened to intertwine with each other.
Han Xiaze appeared thoughtful, but he did not look away. He kept staring out the window, even after the turn, when the supervision of the place of cultivation had disappeared from sight, he still looked in that direction.
"Master Han? Do you also fear Uncle Huang?" I suddenly asked again.
"Just speculation, why would the Master of the Night appear at the place of cultivation? Why did he disappear in an instant? It's somewhat unusual for him to gather spirit energy for a whole night. Normally, whether it's the Messenger of the Night or the Messenger of the Day, they wouldn't be away from the City God Temple for too long; without offerings of incense, it would be a significant loss to them," Han Xiizi replied.
The Night and Day Messengers refer to the Messenger of the Day and the Master of the Night, which were mentioned by the Ninth Elder and Sun Dahai before.
For a moment, I didn't say anything.
But suddenly, I thought of a point, that is the reason for Han Xiizi's performance!
By chance, Master Han's main soul was still at the place of cultivation.
Resurrecting a soul into another body is actually considered to be changing one's destiny against the heavens, and his actions must have been in violation of the natural laws and moral order. Could it be that Han Xi Zi mistakenly believed that Uncle Huang came to supervise the place of cultivation because of this?
"At this time, the sky is still early. Should we go back and check? Maybe we can help Uncle Huang find the Master of the Night?" I once again opened my mouth.
I didn't mention anything about Han Qiu. I just talked about the situation at hand and I had determined that Han Xiizi should have already prepared something, Uncle Huang couldn't find or reach out to Han Qiu's main soul, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten back in the car and left with me just now.
Indeed, Han Xiizi shook his head and said it wasn't necessary.
The car descended from the mountain road and drove on a regular highway.
Han Xiizi turned his gaze back to the front, looking straight ahead.
I closed my eyes and leaned against the chair back, gradually calming down.
I silently apologized in my heart to Uncle Huang.
He came at an unfortunate time, just as I had led Han Xiizi away, and Si Yan had to come and take away Han Qiu's main soul.
Since Han Xiizi already had a hint of suspicion, by then Uncle Huang might be as innocent as washing himself in the Yellow River.
This didn't need me to say anything more or stir up any suspicion. The City God Temple is a boundary land, naturally worthy of suspicion.
Uncle Huang's appearance would become the original sin.
About an hour later, the car passed by a factory and took a small path, stopping outside Qiyang Village.
Through the window, I could easily see the bulky-looking leader and the Yang Estate Manager standing by the side.
They had three cars, and beside them were about ten people. Some were carrying dragon poles, others had wailing staffs tied around their waists, and a few had bamboo baskets on their shoulders. They had everything needed for the nine ritual roles.
Opening the car door and stepping out, as I was walking towards them, the Yang Estate Manager greeted me with a smile.
The next second, the Yang Estate Manager's expression suddenly changed, and he stumbled, almost falling to the ground.
The smile on the fat face of the leader became stiff, and the other members of the Yin Cai Si were full of dread, suspiciously and uncertainly looking at me.
"Ghost Goat said that there would be fellow Daoists at the place of cultivation. I never expected it to be Master Han lowering himself,"
The leader sighed softly, and his smile returned to be warm and welcoming.
"Doing evil requires eliminating it completely, including the corpse ghosts," Han Xiizi calmly answered.
"That's true," the leader rubbed his chin and narrowed his eyes, nodding.
"Let's go," Han Xiizi reminded me.
"Hold on a moment," the leader shook his head again, then said solemnly, "This is different from before."
"My heart tightened slightly, and I looked at him with a questioning gaze,"
Han Xiizi had his hands clasped behind his back, looking thoughtful at the leader.
The leader then explained the reason. In fact, the Yin Cai Si had sent people to investigate Qiyang Village more than once before.
Previously, when they reached the outskirts of Qiyang Village, he had sent people inside. At first, all the men had come out unharmed and reported the situation inside. But now, three more men had gone in, and none of them had come out yet.
According to the previous investigation, it was confirmed that there is no such thing as a safe place inside and outside the village of Qiyang. The range of the outer village had witches and ghosts, and signs of starving ghosts appeared.
Even the inhumane prisons in Qiyang Village may spread.
More importantly, there is a green corpse-level undead spirit wandering around within the village, and in addition to the living green corpse spirit, there is also a mother spirit, which is at least a blood-nourished undead spirit of the Huai level.
The leader's words made me feel cold, and I remembered many things at once.
Indeed, there are mother and son ghosts in Qiyang Village, and the son ghost's fetus is weak. It was crippled by Ma Lou's sword strike.
And Ma Lou and the others fell at the top of the mountain in Wu Zhongkuan's residence, and it was the mother ghost who made the move.
The leader used others to do his dirty work, cleaning up the ranks.
However, after that, we encountered a green corpse-level undead spirit.
That man was the infidel lover of Wu Zhongkuan's wife, Zhi Lan, who had red flags raised.
He died a miserable death, with talismans carved into his skin.
But he had turned into a green corpse.
Likely, Wu Zhongkuan died at his hands...
The most terrifying thing in Qiyang Village should not be the mountain of corpses and forests of meat, nor should it be the vengeful ghosts, but that dwarf...
My thoughts were swift, and the leader looked seriously at Han Xiizi. He then asked, "Master Han, do you have confidence in handling both the mountain of corpses and forest of meat, as well as the living green corpse spirit?"
"You're missing one," Han Xiizi calmly replied. "There's also a ghost of retribution."
The leader's forehead immediately began to sweat a little.
"Since we have come, we have already made preparations. There is no need for worry, nor for wasting time. First, we will eliminate the mountain of corpses and forest of meat. If anything else comes, we will deal with it together. If there is none, we will defeat each one individually," Han Xiizi said calmly.
At this point, the leader had nothing more to say and sternly called out, "Form ranks and enter the village!"
The several low-ranking individuals immediately formed a line.
The Yang Estate Manager was not among them, and he retreated to a car beside him.
I understood, the Yang Estate Manager should not go in.
The lower nine flows took the lead, and we entered Qiyang Village one by one from behind.
To begin with, it was bright outside, but as soon as we entered Qiyang Village, the sky above suddenly turned dark, and it was instantly night.
When I looked around, the houses in the village were no longer as clean and tidy as when we first entered. They looked dilapidated and disorganized.
On the village path, several large-bellied "people" were moving around.
My face changed slightly as I recognized that these were actually all starving ghosts.
But the time for starving ghosts to be active is not during the two hours of the pre-dawn and pre-midday hours, right?
Fresh bones lay scattered on the ground, along with some broken clothes.
There were also two young ghosts who were less than ten years old, lying on the ground, licking the blood...
The air was filled with an overwhelming stench of blood, making one feel sick.
The faces of the more than ten low-ranking individuals turned deathly pale instantly, and the leader's expression was equally grim.
"Form ranks and capture the ghosts!" The leader whispered.
At once, the more than ten people scattered in all directions and were about to surround the starving ghosts.
At this moment, something unexpected happened.
A sorrowful and elderly crying sound suddenly echoed in the ears!
This sound, unfamiliar yet familiar...
