Qiunan Village was surrounded by mountains and inconvenient transportation.
He couldn't even get a phone line.
The villagers seemed to be in a state of semi-ancient society.
According to the original development plan, in five or six years at most, there would be a road paved into the village and then a large-scale development.
Unfortunately, he encountered the revival of ghosts.
All the countries in the world.
All his energy was put into researching ghosts.
After all, it was useless to talk about development in front of malicious ghosts.
He had to save his life first!
It seemed that no outsiders had come to the village for a long time.
After Chu Wenhong and Chu Yue entered the village, a few villagers stared at them. There was an indescribable strangeness in their eyes.
Chu Yue was frightened by their stares and kept her head lowered.
On the other hand, Chu Wenhong looked at those people without any fear.
He had a company in Jin Ling city, and he was the boss.
Usually, when she lectured people, she still had an aura.
Hence, under Chu Wenhong's domineering gaze, the villagers quickly looked away.
"You are Wen Hong?"
A voice suddenly sounded.
The old man walking toward them was holding a walking stick. His white beard was half a foot long and swayed gently in the breeze.
There were only a few strands of white hair on his head, and his skin was wrinkled like old tree bark.
His murky eyes sized up Chu Wenhong, as if he was a little uncertain.
On the other hand, Chu Wenhong stepped forward and held the old man's arm.""Aiyo, Elder Qian, it's rare that you still remember me.”
The old man's name was Qian Fan, and he was the village chief of South Qiu Village.
This kind of place that was almost half isolated from the world was a clan society.
For example, the ancestors of the entire South Hill Village came from the same origin and were a large clan.
They just had different surnames.
As for Qian Fan, he was the village chief and the clan leader.
In South Hill Village, he had almost absolute authority.
However, the old man was a good person.
In Chu Wenhong's memories, Elder Qian had a kind personality.
All these years, they had been acting as the good people in the village.
If any family had a conflict, Elder Qian would be invited to mediate.
He had never used his authority to lord it over the village.
"It really is Wenhong!"
The murkiness in Qian Fan's eyes faded a little and he smiled.""I heard that you made a lot of money in Jinling?”
"During that period of time, Old Man Song kept nagging in our village every day, saying that Little Song had married into a good family.”
Song Zizhen was Chu Yue's grandfather.
Back when Chu Yue was still a baby, Chu Wenhong and his wife had brought her to South Qiu Village once.
At that time, Chu Wenhong hadn't started to make a name for himself and was just an ordinary worker.
"This is Xiaoyue, right?"
Qian Fan's gaze turned to Chu Yue.
"Yes." Chu Wenhong said to his daughter,"Hurry up and call Elder Qian."”
"Elder Qian." Chu Yue called out softly.
"Hey." Qian Fan nodded repeatedly and said with a smile,""I even hugged you back then."
"At that time, you were only this big."
He let go of the cane and gestured in the air with his hands.
Following Qian Fan's narration, a few elders gathered around Chu Wenhong and greeted him.
Chu Yue stood behind her father, looking shy.?
Logically speaking, with her personality, although she wouldn't be so friendly, she was still generous.
It was mainly because…
For some unknown reason, ever since they stepped into this village.
Chu Yue's heart had been haunted by a faint sense of unease.
The Shing Wong accessory on his neck began to emit a faint sandalwood scent.
Normally, there was nothing special about accessories.
It was just like the little gadgets that could be seen everywhere on the street, which cost a few dollars each.
The only time it had given off sandalwood was when he had encountered the Mirror Demon.
However, the sandalwood was so strong that it scared the mirror demon away.
This time, it was just a tiny bit that circled around Chu Yue.
They chatted for more than half an hour.
Under Qian Fan's urging, the villagers dispersed one by one.
"You're here to see Song Zizhen, right?"
"I'll take you there," said Qian Fan.”
"To be honest, that old man Song is really stubborn.”
"If it were me, with my son-in-law being so promising, I would have long followed him to the big city to enjoy life.”
"I heard that Jin Ling City has a population of a few million.”
"With so many people crowded together, it's so lively just thinking about it.”
Chu Wenhong supported him and continued to speak from time to time.
There was a large pagoda tree in the village that was said to have a history of hundreds of years.
It was located in the center of the village and had already become the symbol of South Qiu Village.
When the few of them walked past the locust tree.
Chu Yue suddenly wrinkled her nose.
The sandalwood scent on the Shing Wong accessory became several times stronger.
Even Chu Wenhong and Qian Fan could smell it.
"You burned sandalwood?" Chu Wenhong turned around and asked.
Chu Yue clutched the accessory on her neck, her expression a little ugly.
She looked at her father and hesitated for a while. In the end, she said,"Dad, let's get Grandpa and Grandma and leave this place quickly.”
"I keep feeling, feeling"
She glanced at Qian Fan, who was staring at her, but in the end, she didn't say it directly.
The Shing Wong accessory emitted this fragrance.
It indicated that there was a high possibility that there was something unclean in the village!
This made Chu Yue a little flustered.
Not long after, a mansion appeared in front of them.
Back when Chu Wenhong came to South Qiu Village, he had specially helped the two elders renovate their residence.
Therefore, the Song family's house could be said to be one of the best in Qiu Nan Village.
"Old Man Song! Old Man Song."
As soon as he reached the door, Qian Fan shouted without knocking,""Hurry up and come out."
"Look who's here."
They didn't have to wait long.
Following the sound of footsteps, the door slowly opened.
An old man in his sixties with white hair walked out.
It was Song Zizhen.
Song Zizhen first glanced at Qian Fan, then shifted her gaze to Chu Wenhong and Chu Yue.
However, Chu Wenhong did not expect this.
The other party did not show any surprise.
Song Zizhen was stunned for half a minute.
Immediately after, anger and anxiety appeared on his face.
"Who told you to come over!"
He stared at Chu Wenhong and said," Didn't I tell you to live a good life in Jin Ling City? Don't worry about us."”
"We're not dead yet. We're not at the point where we can't move. What are you doing here?”
"Hurry up and go back! Go back now!"
"I don't need your care!"
As he spoke, he walked over, grabbed Chu Wenhong's sleeve, and pushed him outside.
Song Zizhen grabbed Chu Yue's arm and dragged her out of the village.
His grandfather looked old.
But he was really strong.
Perhaps it was because the other party had used too much strength.
Chu Yue only felt that her wrist was hurting from the grip.
"Hey, hey, hey."
Before Chu Wenhong could speak, Qian Fan spoke first.
He held his walking stick in front of them and stared at Song Zizhen. He said unhappily,"Old Man Song, what do you mean?”
"His son-in-law came all the way to see you. It's fine if you don't entertain him, but how can you chase him away?”
"Elder Qian!" Song Zizhen looked at the village chief with pleading eyes."I heard that my daughter was hospitalized a while ago.”
"This kid isn't being taken care of in the hospital. Instead, he came all the way to this remote place.”
"Hurry up and let the father and daughter go back!”
However, Qian Fan ignored Song Zizhen's gaze.
He looked at Chu Wenhong,"This old man Song doesn't know what's good for him."”
"Don't mind Wenhong. I'll talk to him later!”
"Let's go inside first."
"It's almost dark. Even if we go back, we can't go back now. At least stay for a night.”
"Otherwise, how dangerous would it be to climb the mountain in the middle of the night? Are there still wolves in the mountains?"
Chu Wenhong also nodded in agreement, feeling a little resentful in his heart.
He had walked such a long mountain road and was exhausted.
Why?
He was worried about the safety of the two old men and wanted to bring them to the city.
In the end, they were chased away the moment they arrived.
No one would feel good about it.
"You guys!"
Song Zizhen looked at Chu Wenhong and Chu Yue, then at Qian Fan, who was standing beside them.
A sense of powerlessness flashed across his eyes.
In the end, he sighed and said,"Come in."”
"Elder Qian, come in and drink some water.”
The few of them followed him into the house.
There was also an old woman in the room.
She was also Chu Yue's grandmother, Du Xuemei.
Pa da---
The old man was holding a broom.
After seeing Chu Wenhong's face, his hands couldn't help but tremble, and the broom fell to the ground.
"This Wen Hong, why did you guys suddenly come?"
"Alright." Song Zizhen winked at her and said,"Go and pour some tea."”
Du Xuemei also saw Qian Fan.
He sighed slightly, picked up the broom, placed it in the corner, and went into the kitchen.
"Sit anywhere."
Song Zizhen sat on the stool beside him and gave up the main seat.
Qian Fan declined and sat down.
"Wenhong."
The old man held his walking stick with both hands and looked at Chu Wenhong with a smile.""What are you planning to do in South Qiu Village this time?”
"How many days do you want to stay here?"
"Nothing. I just missed the two elders and specially came over to take a look.”Chu Wenhong smiled and said,"As for how many days I'll stay, it depends on the situation."”
Chu Yue was stunned.
He looked at his father in surprise.
Didn't they agree to bring the two elders back to the city?
He would leave tomorrow at most.
Chu Wenhong glanced at her without leaving a trace, his gaze wavering slightly.
"Oh." "That's good news." Qian Fan nodded.”
"You've made a fortune and still miss Old Man Song. Not bad, you're a filial child.”
"Old Man Song, you're so lucky."
Hearing the praise.
Song Zizhen didn't show any relief, and her smile seemed a little forced.
After chatting for a while.
" Alright," Qian Fan stood up." You haven't seen each other for years. I won't stay and disturb you."”
After saying that, he looked deeply at Song Zizhen.""Old Song."
"Wenhong hasn't been here for so many years. Let him stay here for a few more days and take a good look at our village.”
"I'm going back. There's no need to send me off.”
With that, Qian Fan slowly left the mansion with his walking stick.
"Grandpa, we…"
Chu Yue couldn't help but ask as she watched Qian Fan's back disappear through the door.?
But before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Chu Wenhong.
"Xiaoyue, hurry up and help your grandma in the kitchen.”
"Your grandmother is already in her sixties, and you're letting her work alone? You have no eyesight at all!"
Her father's words were a little harsh, as if he was really blaming her for being insensible.
Chu Yue pursed her lips, but she did not dare to say anything. She walked into the kitchen.
"Father-in-law."
Chu Wenhong's tone was filled with concern.”
"I'm not tired." Song Zizhen shook her head." We're all farmers. We're in good health."”
"I'm not like you people in the big city. You're so young, but your legs hurt here and your waist hurts there.”
Chu Wenhong smiled awkwardly.
Indeed, from the moment he sat down, he could not help but beat his legs to relieve the soreness.
The two of them chatted warmly for more than half an hour.
Song Zizhen's right hand, which had been gripping the chair handle tightly, finally let go.
Seeing this, Chu Wenhong's expression suddenly changed.""Father-in-law, did something happen in the village?”
" You?" Song Zizhen was a little surprised.
From the moment they met, Chu Wenhong had always acted like a filial man.
There was also some resentment from being neglected.
But at this moment.
The eyes of the middle-aged man in front of him, hidden behind his gold-rimmed glasses, shone brightly.
Decades of hard work, from the bottom to the present.
How could Chu Wenhong be an ordinary person?
The old man in front of him had become very nervous the moment he saw Qian Fan.
Moreover, there was also a hint of fear.
His right hand unconsciously gripped the armrest of the chair.
It was only just now that he slowly let go.
It meant that Song Zizhen felt that there was no threat around and had already relaxed.
"You're afraid of Elder Qian."
Chu Wenhong frowned." And you're extremely terrified. Otherwise, you wouldn't have such a big reaction when Elder Qian was sitting beside you."”
"You weren't like this when I came over back then.”
"I often scold Elder Qian, but I'm not afraid of him at all.”
Song Zizhen stared at the son-in-law in front of her.
He had changed too much after not seeing him for more than ten years.
"Sigh."
Song Zizhen sighed.”
"It's a blessing not to know. The more you know, the more you'll be implicated and never be able to leave.”
"Wenhong, listen to my advice. Leave quickly tomorrow morning!”
"Go back to Jinling and continue your lives.”
"As long as you take good care of Song girl and Xiaoyue, we will have no regrets in this life.”
Facing Song Zizhen's words.
Chu Wenhong frowned and said,"Father-in-law, we're here this time.”
"I was going to bring you back to Jin Ling city!”
"You don't go online here, so you might not know the news.”
"This world has already begun to change. Many things that shouldn't have existed in the past have appeared.”
"Especially in such remote mountainous areas, it's very dangerous.”
"Right now, the residents of villages and towns across the country are all moving to the big cities. You and mother-in-law should quickly pack up.”
"Come with us tomorrow morning.”
"As for the matters in this village, it has nothing to do with us.”
He said a long string of words.
Chu Wenhong looked at the old man in front of him and said," Don't worry, as long as we get to Jinling."
"You didn't break the law or do anything bad, so no one can touch us.”
"Jinling is protected by the special people of Great Xia!”
As the big boss of the company.
Chu Wenhong naturally knew more about ghosts and ghost controllers than ordinary people.
However, when faced with his son-in-law.
Song Zizhen smiled bitterly,"Sigh, we're already very content with your heart."”
"We won't go to Jinling City.”
"There's no need to say anymore. We'll hurry back tomorrow morning.”
"Otherwise, I'll beat you with my walking stick!”
"You must be starving after walking so far.”
He turned his head, not letting his son-in-law notice the despair in his eyes.
Song Zizhen was very regretful now.
He regretted not going to Jinling with them.
Now, even if he wanted to leave, he couldn't!
The things in this village would not let him leave.
On the other hand, Chu Wenhong knew nothing and had never come into contact with anything.
He should be fine.
Chu Wenhong looked at the old man's stooped back and frowned.
.........
By the Jinling River.
There were people wearing special clothes everywhere, and there were also many people from the police station mixed in.
After all, there were still very few ghost masters.
It was impossible for the Ghost Commanders to be fully responsible for this.
"What kind of ghost do you think is under the river?”
One of the Ghost Commanders said to his companion,""I didn't harm anyone, and I didn't see what she looked like.”
"It's just that these corpses are lined up.”
His companion was a middle-aged man with a simple and honest face.
"Why do you care?" she replied gloomily.”
"Even a big shot like Captain Zhang couldn't figure it out, let alone us two mere D-class Ghost Commanders.”
"Do your work in peace and keep a record. If there's anything, report it immediately.”
"Tsk." "You won't get promoted even if you work for a hundred years.”
"Speaking of which,"
He looked at the space above the river.”
The honest Ghost Commander looked in the direction of the voice and nodded after a long while."It seems so."
Naturally, the two of them were not the only ones who noticed the change.
Soon, everyone saw the white fog that was condensed under the sunlight.
The white mist seemed to have appeared out of thin air.
It gradually spread out in the middle of the river.
In the end, it enveloped the entire moat.
In the beginning, the white fog was still relatively thin.
However, after a few gusts of wind.
The density of the white mist rapidly increased.
"Quick, inform the people on duty on the river to come back quickly!”Someone on the shore shouted.
There were also ghost masters who immediately called the Ghost Control Bureau.
As for the boats on the river.
Finally, before the fog completely formed, they returned to the shore.
Fortunately, no one was lost in the fog.
At this moment.
The entire moat was covered in a layer of fog.
The fog was so thick that it was impossible to see one's fingers. It was impossible to see what was inside.
The ghost masters stood on the shore as if they were facing a great enemy.
That was because they could feel an extremely terrifying cold aura from the thick fog!
At this moment, all the ordinary people around were persuaded to return to the city.
The thick gates of Jin Ling City slowly closed, leaving only two side doors for entry and exit.
It didn't take long.
A black car drove over.
Zhang Ying alighted from the car.
Fang Anson followed closely behind.
The other two A-class ghost tamers stayed in the Ghost Control Bureau in the city to guard against emergencies.
"What happened?"
Looking at the fog on the moat, Zhang Ying frowned deeply.
"Captain Zhang!"
"We don't know what happened either."”
"This fog seems to have suddenly risen.”
"In less than five minutes, it has already formed this scale.”
"The drones that were put in all lost their signal.”
Zhang Ying's expression turned solemn.
He carefully walked to the riverbank and narrowed his eyes to look into the fog.
He had a feeling that the terrifying ghostly qi in the fog was very familiar.
Ghost power surged.
Although he couldn't control it as easily as Lin Yu did, he was still a little worried.
However, it was not a problem for him to improve his vision.
As expected, the fog quickly faded in his eyes.
Then, a group of figures entered his sight.
Their faces were pale and their eyes were black. They wore black hats and the clothes of ancient yamen runners.
He had a long saber on his waist and chains around his body.
Reaper!
Zhang Ying almost couldn't help but scream.
Why would these reapers appear on the river?
And there were many of them!
As far as the eye could see, thousands of reapers were standing in the river, divided into two rows, as if they were waiting for something.
Among them, the weakest reapers had the strength of Class A!
Near the middle.
It was a group of ghostly soldiers wearing bronze armor and riding nether warhorses.
The aura of peak S class emanated from their bodies, causing Zhang Ying to feel waves of fear!
"Hurry up."
"Old Fang?" Zhang Ying asked.
"Yes." "Captain Zhang, what's the matter?" Fang Anson quickly came over.”
"Retreat everyone back to the city!"
"Everyone?" Fang Anson was stunned.
"Yes!"
Zhang Ying's tone was filled with anxiety,""There's no time to explain. Gather everyone, including the Ghost Commanders, and return to Jin Ling city.”
"Close the door and don't leave any side doors. No one is allowed to approach the city gates.”
"Including you, hurry back!”
He really wanted to ask Captain Zhang what he saw.
However, his years of professionalism still made Fang Anson suppress his curiosity and quickly organize the team.
Naturally, the efficiency was beyond words.
In less than three minutes, the cars began to move in an orderly manner.
Soon, Zhang Ying was the only one left on the bank of the Jinling River.
He didn't plan to return to Jinling.
He didn't just want to see why the reapers were gathered here.
He was even more worried.
Would this affect Jin Ling City?
Therefore, even though he knew that it was extremely dangerous.
Zhang Ying also chose to stay by the river.
Not long after.
In the fog.
Thousands of reapers suddenly knelt down at the same time.
The otherworldly soldiers all dismounted and knelt on one knee.
At the end of the fog.
A shadow that was more than three meters tall and dressed in a red robe gradually walked over.
Behind him were two figures, one black and one white.
Zhang Ying felt a loud bang in his head.
He was a little stunned.
The Red Robed Judge!
The legendary Red-robed Judge who had already reached the peak of the king level!
Behind him were the Black and White Ghosts.
Why was the Judge in Red here?
Mo Fei said.
The ghosts at the bottom of the Jinling River were extremely terrifying.
Even comparable to the Ghost King in the Cursed Door?
In the fog.
Su Hen suddenly glanced in a certain direction.
Naturally, he saw Zhang Ying by the riverside.
However, considering that the other party was doing this for the millions of people in Jin Ling City, he didn't hesitate to risk his life.
Thus, Su Hen did not plan to punish him. He had wantonly probed into the sins of the gods.
You can only see if the gods let you see.
If the gods didn't allow you to see it, it would be an offense if you peeped at it yourself!
Just like that night, Lin Yu stood on the roof and peeked at the Shing Wong Temple.
He ignored Zhang Ying who was standing in the distance.
Su Hen looked at the river under his feet.”
"Yes."
Dai Wenxiao, who had been waiting at the side, stepped forward.""At the bottom of the river!"
The Black and White Ghosts stood silently behind him.
Su Hen frowned as he sensed the aura underwater.
Faint ghost qi came, but it was not serious.
It seemed to be covered by something.
Otherwise, there would be so many corpses.
Even if he did not turn into a ghost, that dense deathly aura could not escape Su Hen's perception.
"There is indeed something."
Su Hen stared at the river and muttered softly,""I want to see what it is.”
Merit circulated and Dharmic powers surged.
The river water split into two sides.
A ladder that was completely formed from water extended from Su Hen's feet to the bottom of the river.
This was the Art of Water Manipulation.
What was recorded in the Xuanming Book was not only the use of netherworld spells and merits.
After all, it was a cultivation technique that Son of Heaven Yin had personally compiled back then.
There were countless spells inside, and they were all-encompassing.
"Fan Wujiu, you, Dai Wenxiao, and the reapers will stay here.”
"Xie Bian, follow me down." Su Hen turned around and instructed.”
Two figures walked down the water stairs and entered the river.
The river closed again.
Black Impermanence and Dai Wenxiao stood on the spot, expressionless.
As for Zhang Ying on the shore
Since the judge didn't say anything.
As subordinates, they naturally wouldn't make any decisions on their own.
They didn't say anything.
However, Zhang Ying felt that his mind was in turmoil.
That Judge in Red had actually personally entered the river?
What was at the bottom of the Jinling River?
Unfortunately.
The auras of those gods of the underworld were too terrifying.
He was already lucky to be able to hide at the side and secretly watch.
It was impossible to walk over and investigate.
Zhang Ying sighed slightly.
"I hope no disaster will happen."
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