"I think that ghost is mixed among the villagers. It is the oldest being in the village. We can start by looking at the villagers’ attire and find the oldest group among them; the ghost is among them." Although Yang Xiao was only speculating, he believed this possibility was high.
Yang Xiao’s suggestion was unanimously approved by everyone, and in the afternoon, they focused their attention primarily on finding people.
After so comparison, Yang Xiao determined that the old village chief, who wore an ancient round-neck robe and had a kind deanor, was the most suspicious.
Night ca quickly, and sothing unsettling happened to Yang Xiao and his companions. The villagers demanded that they stay separately, with all five of them living in different places in the village, at a considerable distance from each other.
Yang Xiao naturally wanted to find a way to decline this request, but it was no use—the villagers were adamant, saying it was a local custom.
The five were forced to separate and move into rooms personally arranged by the village chief for them. These were standalone earthen houses with double wooden doors that had bolts.
Before leaving, the villager who led them there mysteriously lowered his voice and warned Yang Xiao not to leave the room after dark.
"Why?" Yang Xiao feigned curiosity.
The villager didn’t explain; he only said that it was the village rule and that everyone had to obey it before leaving in a hurry.
Not long after closing the door, while Yang Xiao was sitting and pondering, he suddenly heard a faint rustling sound outside. He quietly moved to the door and peered through the crack, discovering that the villager who had left had returned.
The person, acting stealthily, ca to a dead, crooked-necked tree not far in front of Yang Xiao’s room. He tiptoed and hung up a bright red paper lantern, then sprinted away.
Yang Xiao: "??!"
He could sense that this was definitely so kind of mark, much like a road sign guiding sothing.
After a mont of thought, Yang Xiao took out the Soul-Capturing Mirror. With a thought, he appeared in Tong Han’s room the next second.
Yang Xiao had previously removed a mirror and left it in Tong Han’s hands, and at this mont, it was placed by the bedside.
"Why did you co along?" Yang Xiao was sowhat troubled; he couldn’t guarantee he’d leave unscathed this ti, let alone take care of her.
"I was bored, just ca out for a walk." Tong Han’s tone was so calm, as if she were talking about sothing trivial.
This woman had a stubborn mouth, and Yang Xiao couldn’t argue with her. After all, she was already here, and there was no way to send her back.
After a brief exchange, Yang Xiao learned that a red lantern was also hanging outside Tong Han’s door, indicating that all five of them were treated the sa way.
This discovery slightly put Yang Xiao at ease. It seed they weren’t specifically targeting him.
After advising Tong Han to stay highly alert and adapt as necessary, Yang Xiao returned, wanting to see what these villagers were up to.
According to the book’s record, they were not supposed to die on the first day; after all, those woodcutters didn’t have their skills.
As ti passed, Yang Xiao leaned against the wall. Sohow, a sudden wave of drowsiness overca him.
The sudden drowsiness alerted Yang Xiao. Given his physical condition, there was no reason for such fatigue.
Sure enough, after shaking off the sleepiness, he faintly heard a very light sound outside, like soone tiptoeing closer, eventually stopping outside Yang Xiao’s door.
"Mr. Yang, are you asleep?" a young woman’s sowhat shy voice called from outside the door.
Yang Xiao found the voice familiar and quickly recognized it as a female student from Professor Yuan’s team.
Fearing deceit, Yang Xiao remained silent, pretending to be asleep.
"Mr. Yang, I saw you got your hand injured by the vines in the mountains during the day. I brought special ointnt to apply for you."
The female student’s voice outside the door was soft and tempting, like ocean waves gradually eroding one’s heart. However, this level of temptation was just barely sothing to Yang Xiao.
"Brother Yang, I feel so hot. The professor and the others are so boring. Here, it’s just the two of us. Your girlfriend won’t know. Let in to keep you company, will you?" The female student’s attack beca more blatant.
Yang Xiao pressed his lips together, remaining silent. Although such a beauty trap was completely ineffective for him, the implications of this incident nonetheless deserved his vigilance.
Things seed more complicated. The ancient books had no record of this; either the author was also unaware, or... the ghost here was getting stronger.
With each person it devoured, the "Ten Thousand Immortals Village" grew stronger, and the ghost’s powers beca increasingly terrifying.
This was not a good sign; evidently, it was crucial to finish this quickly.
Seeing the attempt to disturb Yang Xiao fail, the female student left sullenly, and after confirming no further activity outside, Yang Xiao used the Soul-Capturing Mirror’s ability again to return to Tong Han.
Sure enough, Tong Han had just also sent away a male student. She said the male student was only wearing shorts, acting flirtatiously outside the door.
"These guys are tougher than I thought. The temptation will grow stronger. We need to act tonight," Yang Xiao said to Tong Han, revealing his plan to strike at the old village chief that night, not personally, but by sending a scapegoat to scout the way: Silver Spear Young Master Chai Yong.
This wasn’t intentional targeting; Chai Yong’s dwelling was ideally located near the village chief’s house.
Before the five separated, Yang Xiao told the others to place a basin of water next to their beds to ward off ghosts.
Without delay, Yang Xiao imdiately took action. This ti he brought Tong Han, and with a blink, they appeared in Chai Yong’s room. With Yang Xiao’s current spiritual power level, the range of teleportation could cover the entire Ten Thousand Immortals Village.
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