Panic spread among the ghosts.
Qian Fan's gaze swept back and forth. Finally, he said,""One by one!"
"Starting with you!"
He pointed at a ghost.
"Ah?" It was a miserable villager ghost, with more than half of its body burnt to ashes.
At this moment, his tanned face was conflicted.
Looking at the huge locust tree that was constantly howling in hunger, he showed fear.
"What are you waiting for?"
Qian Fan growled and raised his broadsword.
There were many inscriptions on the saber.
Su Hen narrowed his eyes at the side. He recognized it.
Those were the words of the Burial Earth!
How could an ordinary ghost master such a thing?
It seemed that this saber…
It should be the work of those few Mr. Yin Yang.
They were plotting something in South Hill Village.
It should also be related to the position of the River God.
Under the large saber, the ghosts cowered.
It was as if one would never be able to reincarnate if they were struck by this saber.
Under Qian Fan's coercion.
No matter how unwilling or fearful the ghosts were, they could only line up.
He took the initiative to walk towards the big locust tree.
At this moment, screams rang out one after another.
After losing most of the ghostly qi in their bodies, the ghosts that were chewed were all spat out.
Of course, there were also some ghosts that directly dissipated.
That big locust tree seemed to only take away a fixed amount of ghost energy from each ghost.
Over the years.
That was why these ghosts did not become stronger under the infiltration of ghost qi.
Instead, he became weaker.
This process lasted for more than half an hour.
Half of the villagers present had their breath taken away by the Ghost Locust Tree.
On the locust tree, the child's face finally calmed down.
At this moment, everyone could not help but heave a sigh of relief, and their faces were filled with joy.
"Go back."
Qian Fan spoke, but his eyes were fixed on the Ghost Locust Tree.
As for the ghost villagers, they all felt as if they had been pardoned and hurriedly turned around to run back to their homes.
"Soon."
Qian Fan stared at the face of a sleeping child on the locust tree.
His expression was kind and his tone was gentle, with a hint of anticipation."Soon."
"Don't worry, Grandpa will definitely bring you back to life."
Su Hen stood at the side and watched coldly.
Looking at the general situation, he should be able to make a judgment.
Qian Fan had a grandson who died for some unknown reason.
Then, he received guidance from the few Mr. Yin Yang.
He buried his grandson's body under this big locust tree.
He hoped to use the Yin Qi of the locust tree to turn his grandson's soul into a dead soul.
In the end, he would be resurrected through a certain method.
Unfortunately, he had been deceived by those few Mr. Yin Yang.
The soul of this child had now completely fused with the big locust tree.
It turned into an extremely ferocious ghost.
Not to mention resurrection, even reincarnation was impossible!
Or they would go to the Burial Earth in the future and directly become a malicious ghost in the Burial Earth.
Or, they would be beaten until their souls were scattered in this world.
But Qian Fan obviously didn't know about this.
At this moment, he was still looking at the face on the locust tree with anticipation, as if he was imagining the scene of his grandson's resurrection.
Su Hen shook his head.
He slowly walked towards the locust tree.
He raised his right hand and pointed his index finger at the locust tree.
"Hmm?"
Just as he was about to come into contact with the Ghost Locust Tree.
Su Hen suddenly stopped.
Because the eyelids of the child on the locust tree trembled slightly, as if he was about to open them.
"You're quite sharp."
Su Hen shook his head and smiled. He gave up on the idea of getting in contact with her.
He turned around and left.
They had finished watching the show tonight and had obtained many important clues.
As long as he was given another two or three days, he would be able to quietly investigate the past of this village.
At that time, everything would end.
Su Hen's incarnation once again turned into Joss Flames and flew into the City God Ornaments.
Meanwhile, Chu Yue had fallen into a deep sleep.
The morning sun shone down.
Chu Yue slowly opened her eyes, only to find that she was already lying on the bed.
She was confused for a while.
Suddenly, it jumped up like a frightened cat.
The terrifying scenes from last night came back to him.
She could still remember it clearly.
The wet footprints, the upside-down corpse, and the human face outside the window!
He had listened to his grandfather's dream and avoided several crises.
However, she could not remember what happened after that.
How did I fall asleep?
Just as Chu Yue was reminiscing, there was a knock on the door.""Xiaoyue?"
She subconsciously curled up, fear rising in her heart.
He recalled what happened last night.
However, it was already daytime.
The warm sunlight shone in, and the Shing Wong accessory on his neck flickered with a faint golden light under the sunlight.
This gave her courage.
"He's here."
Chu Yue replied. She put on some simple clothes and opened the door.
Chu Wenhong stood outside the door.
"Time to eat." He looked at his daughter and was a little worried."You look terrible."
"Did you not sleep well last night?"
Chu Yue's hair was a mess, and her face still looked a little haggard.
"I'm fine."
She forced a smile." Dad, did you encounter anything last night?"”
"Hmm?"
"What's wrong?" Chu Wenhong was puzzled.”
"Something is wrong here!"
Chu Yue looked around and saw that her grandparents were not there.
He grabbed Chu Wenhong's arm and pulled him to a corner.
"What happened to you?" Chu Wenhong frowned.
His daughter's behavior was indeed very strange early in the morning.
"Dad, you should know that there are ghosts in this world, right?”Chu Yue stared at her father.
Chu Wenhong nodded slightly.”
"Isn't this the purpose of our visit to South Qiu Village?”
"Many remote mountainous areas are no longer safe.”
"Jin Ling City is guarded by a ghost tamer from Great Xia, and there's also a legendary and effective Shing Wong.”
"So this time, we have to think of a way to bring the two old men back no matter what.”
At this point.
Chu Wenhong also reacted.
He looked at his daughter's ugly expression and suddenly frowned deeply."Did you see a ghost last night?"
"I didn't just see it."
Chu Yue smiled bitterly.
She had no intention of hiding it from her father.
Moreover, why should he hide such a thing?
Therefore, Chu Yue cut to the chase.
She told him about her grandfather telling her in her dream last night and how she had encountered three ghosts.
He briefly explained everything.
The more Chu Wenhong listened, the more serious his expression became.
He knew that his daughter would never joke around with others.
Especially such a big matter!
There were indeed ghosts in South Hill Village!
"Dad." Chu Yue took off the Shing Wong accessory on her neck.""Take this with you."
"It saved me once, during Chuqing's incident.”
Chu Yue told Chu Wenhong about what happened to Jiang Chuqing.
Chu Wenhong had even brought Chu Yue's mother to the Shing Wong Temple to worship her many times.
However, the couple's luck was peaceful and they were not haunted by ghosts.
Therefore, Elder Zhang did not give them any Shing Wong ornaments.
"Alright."
However, Chu Wenhong stopped Chu Yue."You can continue to wear Lord Shing Wong's accessories.”
"No matter what happens, don't take it off!”
"I'll go persuade your grandparents again. If it still doesn't work, we'll leave immediately after breakfast.”
"When I return to Jinling, I'll see if I can hire someone at a high price to bring the two elders back to Qiu Nan Village!”
It wasn't that Chu Wenhong was afraid of death.
Instead, his daughter was also here.
If there really was a terrifying ghost in Qiu Nan Village, and something happened to his daughter…
Then he would probably live in guilt and regret for the rest of his life.
But the result was as expected.
During breakfast, no matter how much Chu Wenhong rubbed his lips, the two old men would never agree.
He even urged the father and daughter to pack up and leave.
Obviously, his father-in-law and mother-in-law must know some secrets.
But she refused to say it.
It was as if he was afraid of something.
Chu Wenhong felt tired and didn't plan to persuade him anymore.
After packing up with Chu Yue, they stepped out of the house and prepared to leave this strange village.
The surroundings of the village were filled with smog.
Song Zizhen's expression changed slightly.
"Let's go."
He pushed the father and daughter and kept urging them,"Hurry up and go back to Jinling.”
"Don't worry about the two of us anymore."
"If you really have any news to say, just write a letter and send it over!”
Chu Wenhong looked at the old man's face.
After a long while, he sighed.”
"The two elders, take good care of yourself here.”
"Ah, okay." Song Zizhen nodded repeatedly.
He sent the father and daughter all the way to the village entrance.
"Hurry up and leave."
As he spoke, he looked behind him as if he was worried that someone would suddenly come over.
Chu Wenhong didn't say anything else.
Together with Chu Yue, they bowed slightly to Song Zizhen and set off on the mountain road.
The hill was now covered in smog.
And it seemed that the smog was gradually getting worse.
Chu Wenhong didn't mind.
In the morning, there would be a thick fog in this kind of mountain.
It was a very normal phenomenon.
However, Chu Yue suddenly had a bad premonition.
She tightened her grip on the Shing Wong accessory around her neck and whispered,""Dad, let's walk faster."
"I keep feeling that something is wrong.”
"Let's gather our strength and rest well after we go down the mountain.”
"Alright." Chu Wenhong nodded.
He also wanted to leave this strange place as soon as possible.
As time passed.
The fog was getting thicker and thicker.
This was a little abnormal.
Generally speaking, the smog on the mountain would rise in the early morning and then dissipate around seven or eight o'clock.
Chu Wenhong took out his phone and looked at the time.
It was eight o'clock in the morning.
However, the surrounding smog was not going to dissipate.
It was so dense that it was impossible to see anything beyond ten meters.
Suddenly, the sound of shuffling footsteps came from the side.
"Who's there?"
Chu Wenhong followed the voice and looked over.
A figure slowly walked out of the thick fog.
However, when he saw this figure clearly.
The father and daughter stepped back in fear.
It was a charred corpse!
The corpse was still wearing the postman's clothes, and his face was blurry.
His body was constantly emitting a burnt smell.
"It hurts! It hurts!"
The postman kept approaching the two of them, his throat letting out intermittent wails.
The pair of eyes that were barely intact stared at the two of them with hatred.
"Hurry up and go down the mountain!"
Chu Wenhong stood in front of his daughter and picked up a stone from the ground.
However, before he could do anything.
The Shing Wong accessory suddenly emitted the scent of sandalwood.
The thick fog seemed to have been dispersed by the sandalwood.
The postman seemed to have encountered something terrifying.
He stopped in his tracks.
A gentle breeze blew, blowing a strand of sandalwood onto its body.
Pfft--
It was like charcoal falling into ice and snow.
Green smoke came out of its body.
The postman let out a mournful wail.
He could no longer care about the two living people in front of him. He turned around and ran into the fog.
The postman's figure gradually disappeared.
Chu Wenhong finally threw the stone down and panted heavily.
To be honest, he knew about ghosts and the existence of ghost controllers.
However, he had never seen it with his own eyes.
This was the first time he had seen a real ghost.
Even with his calm personality, he felt his hands and feet go cold, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.
It was Chu Yue.
After experiencing so many terrifying events.
Now that he was facing the postman, he wasn't that afraid anymore.
Moreover, the Shing Wong accessory was finally showing its effect again.
"It's Lord Shing Wong!"
Chu Yue raised the accessory in her hand.”
Chu Wenhong looked at the small accessory, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.
"When we go back this time, our whole family will go to the City God Temple to worship every day!”
The two of them adjusted themselves slightly.
Then, he set off again.
The mountain path was soon completed.
The foot of the mountain appeared in the distance.
Chu Wenhong couldn't help but reveal a relaxed posture as he said with a smile,""It's just ahead."
"When I came here, I asked the driver to set up a tent at the foot of the mountain and suffer for a few days.”
"Give him a bonus after we return to Jinling.”
Chu Yue nodded her head repeatedly. She followed behind her father and quickened her pace.?
Soon, the building in front of them appeared.
Then, the father and daughter.
He was stunned on the spot.
In front of them was a small village.
At the entrance of the village, there was a stone tablet.
The stone tablet was engraved with traditional Chinese characters,"South Qiu Village."
He went around in circles.
They had actually returned to this village!
.........
Underworld, Judge Hall.
He had already sent an incarnation over to Qiu Nan Village.
He could just let that incarnation fight with those few Mr. Yin Yang.
Those guys were not qualified to let his true body personally go down.
At this moment, Su Hen was busy with another important matter.
Scrolls were laid out on the table.
These scrolls looked extremely exquisite and were embroidered with countless exquisite patterns.
Most importantly, the back of the scroll was filled with the divine patterns of the Netherworld.
These shen glyphs all carried an inexplicable power.
The Netherworld and the Burial Earth all had their own divine patterns and talismans.
Su Hen had automatically mastered the shen glyphs of the Netherworld after he learned the Dark Mysterious Book.
On the front of these scrolls, there were four large words.
"Yama's Edict."
At the top of the scroll were two words written in the underworld: City God!
That's right, these were all edicts to confer the title of City God!
However, they were all city gods.
The kind that had hundreds of thousands of people under them.
As for the Great City God, which had a population of millions or even tens of millions.
It was not something that a Yama King had the right to confer.
At the very least, it had to be an imperial edict personally issued by a Great Emperor, or it had to bear the seal of Son of Heaven Yin.
Just like Qu Jingming.
He had just received Son of Heaven Yin's edict and became a City God, and he immediately possessed the strength of a peak general.
In addition to the merit he had.
It wouldn't take long before the strength of a king was almost certain.
It was the same in ancient times.
Any god that was branded with the edict of Son of Heaven Yin would at least advance to the peak of the general level on the spot.
After that, it wouldn't take long for him to naturally step into the king level.
As for the gods that Son of Heaven Yin had personally conferred, they would probably be at least at the king level.
The imperial edict that Su Hen had created now had the seal of the Yama King.
The conferred County God would directly have the power of a peak soldier.
Moreover, he could advance to the general level in a short period of time.
As for himself, the god conferred by the Judge Seal was an ordinary soldier level power.
Moreover, it was almost difficult to advance.
This was the difference.
Dozens of scrolls were placed on the table, shining with golden light.
This also meant that there were dozens of City Gods with the strength of a general!
As the ghostly qi recovered, more and more ghosts appeared.
The Burial Earth was also getting closer and closer to this world.
Now, Su Hen had finally grasped the power of the Yama King Seal.
Therefore, he began to lay out his territory.
Conferring many City Gods was only the first step.
He filled in all the words, leaving only the names and birth characters blank.
This kind of imperial edict that conferred the title of City God did not need to be shrouded too much.
In the ancient times, this kind of imperial edict was produced in batches in the Netherworld.
There was a fixed format.
In the future, he would write his name, birth date, and other personal information.
It would take effect once it was stamped by the Yama Seal.
These were all recorded in the Dark Mysterious Manual.
Coincidentally, Su Hen was too lazy to write it himself.
He directly copied the format of the conferring edict of the county city god from the Xuanming Book.
After sorting out these edicts, he looked at White Impermanence beside him and said,""Xie Bi 'an."
"Your subordinate is here!" Xie Bian, who had been observing, quickly cupped his hands.
"Pass down the order. Tell those patrolling reapers to pay more attention to the matters of the human world in the future.”
"Any family with a good reputation and great merit must be recorded and reported.”
"Especially those kind families in small counties.”
"This subordinate understands!" Xie Bian nodded.
He looked at the pile of scrolls on the table."Lord, are you planning to confer the title of City God?”1
"That's right."
Su Hen did not try to hide it and pushed the scroll to the side.""I'll leave these scrolls to you.”
"I don't want to spend too much effort on things like the City God.”
"You, Fan Wujiu, and Qu Jingming will be in charge.”
"Find a suitable person and report to me. I will naturally send someone to investigate.”
"If you pass the examination, you can be bestowed the position of City God.”
White Impermanence hesitated.
In the end, he did not decline.
He carefully kept these edicts into his sleeves.
Seeing White Impermanence leave the hall with the edict in his hands, he planned to discuss it with Black Impermanence and the Great Chang City God.
Su Hen cast his gaze on the table.
At this moment, the table became transparent, like an LCD TV in the human world.
On the screen was the image of Qiu Nan Village.
.........
The fog shrouded the entire village.
The inside and outside of the village were two different worlds.
There was no smog in the village.
Qian Fan was standing at the door, smiling at the father and daughter.
However, there was an indescribable meaning in that smile.
"Where did you guys go?"
He leaned on his walking stick and asked with a smile.
At this moment, Chu Wenhong had already calmed his expression.
He shielded his daughter behind him and smiled at Qian Fan.""Elder Qian, it's nothing."
"It's just that the child grew up in the city and has never seen the scenery of the mountain village.”
"It's just that she's making a fuss about me bringing her around the area early in the morning.”
"I saw the fog outside and was afraid of getting lost in the mountains, so I hurried back.”
Chu Wenhong did not mention anything about returning to Jinling.
As for Qian Fan, it was as if he did not see the backpacks on their bodies at all.
He nodded with a smile." Yes, you've never seen the mountains before. It's good to see more and play more."”
"It's just that the smog has been heavy for the past few days. It's better not to go out and walk around.”
"I understand." Chu Wenhong nodded.”
Qian Fan nodded and walked into the village with his walking stick.
He looked at the old man's stooped back.
Chu Wenhong's face suddenly darkened.
" Dad." Chu Yue leaned over, her face full of worry.
Chu Wenhong shook his head at her.”
The two of them walked into the village again and knocked on the door.
It was still Song Zizhen who opened the door.
She saw the father and daughter appear at the door again.
Song Zizhen suddenly became anxious and growled,""You brat, why can't you understand human language?”
"I'm not leaving! I won't leave no matter what!"
"Hurry back to Jinling! Why did you come back so foolishly!"
He looked at his father-in-law's anxious expression.
Chu Wenhong smiled bitterly and said in a low voice,""We were already planning to go back.”
"But I can't walk out of the mountain."
Song Zizhen's expression changed.
He pulled the father and daughter into the house and closed the door.
"What happened?"
When they returned to the living room, Song Zizhen quickly asked,""You guys can't get out?"
"Yes."
Chu Wenhong sighed," The entire outside of the village is covered in fog.”
"Xiaoyue and I walked for half a day, but we found that we had returned to the village.”
Song Zizhen closed her eyes in pain.
He leaned weakly on the sofa and muttered,"Too late, too late!"
"I'm afraid the two of you will never be able to leave this place again."
None of them noticed.
Wisps of fog had already begun to spread into the village.
The big locust tree in the middle of the village seemed to be swaying slightly due to the stimulation of the fog.
The bark was wrinkled, and a complete human face was gradually forming.
The sky above the village seemed to be gradually dimming.
The sunlight was blocked.
After all, it was already past eight in the morning, just as the sun was rising.
The Shing Wong accessory began to emit a sandalwood scent.
Soon, the smell filled the entire room.
" Cough cough cough-cough-"
At this moment, Song Zizhen suddenly coughed violently.
It wasn't just Song Zizhen.
Du Xuemei, who had been sitting quietly at the side, seemed to have choked on the fragrance and began to cough desperately.
"What's wrong?"
Chu Wenhong looked worried.
He quickly walked over.
He sat the two old men together and then hit their backs, trying to make them breathe more evenly.
Song Zizhen raised her head as if she wanted to say something.
However, as the sandalwood fragrance dissipated.
He coughed even harder, and even breathing became more difficult.
Chu Yue sat opposite him, not knowing what to do.
The reaction of the Shing Wong accessory meant that there was a ghost nearby!
For example, the Mirror Demon from before, and the charred corpse of the courier he had encountered in the fog on the mountain.
But where did the sneakiness come from in this room?
Chu Yue pinched the accessory and looked around.
In the end, her eyes stopped on her grandparents.
"Daddy!"
Chu Yue's voice was trembling.
"What's wrong?" Chu Wenhong was somewhat confused.
He looked up and saw his daughter staring at him with a pale face and frightened eyes.
"You, you, come here quickly!"
Chu Yue tried her best to suppress the panic in her heart.
Chu Wenhong frowned.
He subconsciously followed his daughter's gaze.
They were Song Zizhen and Du Xuemei.
Green smoke lingered.
The two old men coughed desperately as if they were going to cough their lungs out.
Under Chu Wenhong's terrified gaze.
Pieces of flesh fell off the faces of the two old men.
His skin quickly dried up and rotted.
A pungent smell spread from their bodies.
However, before he could float far, he was covered by the sandalwood fragrance.
"Father-in-law Yue!"
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