Funerary Lady: Volume 3

By Jin Xiu

Life cannot be man, and death cannot be the soul. The one who accompanied the living, Shang, accompanied the dead, walked the path of a slave, accompanied by a bereaved slave. Ten years ago, the bizarre death of the woman opposite me caused my adoptive father to mistreat me for a whole ten years. The cold wind blew, the door of the ghost was opened, evil had its consequences, and life and death were at a dilemma. A lonely soul in the middle of the night … Why did he stay … Why did he sigh? A story about repentance and redemption, here. What kind of secret was hidden within … In the end, who was the real mastermind …

• Language: English
• Publisher: Funstory
• Release date: Mar 10, 2020
• ISBN: 9781648469466

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CHAPTER 201 - INESCAPABLE

At this moment, the shed outside was shaking crazily due to the violent shaking of the pillars. The sounds of the shed, the creaking of the pillars, and the sound of rain all merged together.

I felt the surrounding air and felt a little cold. At this moment, there was no time to feel the smell of blood in the room. I immediately splashed water on the fire.

Right now, the oil pot is still boiling hot, so I didn't dare to recklessly move it. Otherwise, it would harm me. I could only wait for the oil to cool down slowly.

It was raining now and it was very cold outside. Although there was quite a bit of oil in the wok, it should have cooled down very quickly after being blown by the cold wind.

Thinking up to here, I heaved a sigh of relief. Although the shed was constantly shaking, it was still extremely difficult for me to truly break free.

I just stood there, sweat dripping from my palms. At this juncture, it was impossible to say that I wasn't nervous.

At this moment, it was unknown whether my body was too nervous or was cold due to being drenched by the rain. I trembled, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and stared fixedly at Qin An.

At this time, Qin An was still cursing crazily, the voice was heart wrenching, as though he wanted to tear me to pieces. He did not realize that I was saving him.

This is much more fanatical than Gouzi. Although Gouzi is wholeheartedly seeking death, at the very least, he knows that I am saving him. At the very least, there is gratitude in his heart.

And there was only hatred in Qin An's heart. That was true, after carefully thinking about it, how could a person who was cold enough to kill his own wife and children feel any gratitude towards this world?

To seek death with all one's heart was to seek death with all one's heart.

Given Qin An's current state, I have no way of asking. Actually, I really want to know what these people are chasing after right now, and why they want to die. Before they died, what kind of voice or scene did they hear?

Earlier, Qin An told me that his wife and children would die sooner or later. This death was definitely worth it, it shouldn't be a normal death.

If I can let him live, I'll keep these things to myself and ask slowly.

One thing I care about is that even if you learn the art of controlling people, it's hard to see their facial expressions.

I felt as though their bodies were covered in a layer of formless fog, and it was also because of this fog that I felt that all of this was really fate's arrangement.

Time passed minute after minute, and I felt that I have never experienced such a long time before. Qin An's wrist had many deep wounds, and fresh blood flowed out from his palm.

I walked to the door of the room. From this angle, I was able to see the time. Right now, it is 5: 55, 5: 56 …

Four minutes to go, four minutes to go. I let out a long breath, and then I could see what would happen if the time passed.

As this thought just emerged in his mind, at this time, Qin An's voice suddenly came from behind him:

I can't escape, I can't change it.

At this moment, his voice was very calm, as though he was just stating a fact. Hearing those words, all of the hairs on my body stood up. I quickly went over to the corpse to see what else would happen.

There were only four minutes left! But, looking at Qin An who seemed to have calmed down, as if he had realized something, what else could happen?

What would happen?

I looked at the rope, then looked at Qin An's body. There's nothing wrong with it … What's going on? What would happen?

My hands trembled slightly. I frantically checked everything, trying to recall if I had done something insufficiently thorough.

Suddenly, a light sound came from my side. However, this sound was extremely ear-piercing to me, as if it was the sound of a death knell.

I saw the flames that I had used water to extinguish rise up once again. It had already been one minute. There were still two minutes. It would be 6 o'clock soon!

The flame rose up without any reason. I didn't feel any strange power disturbing me, nor did I feel any Yin Qi rising up. But since there wasn't any of this, why would the flame that was extinguished suddenly rise up?

Why? Why?

My breath is a little short, unable to understand what is happening around me, unable to understand!

The moment the flame rose, it became extremely intense, as though it had already surpassed the normal flame's temperature limit. I didn't even dare to get close to it.

Because the oil in the wok was currently spattering everywhere, no one dared to get close to it. If one was not careful, it was possible that they would be contaminated.

Fortunately, Qin An and I were quite a distance away from the wok, so the oil coming out from the wok wouldn't hurt us, but what's going to happen next?

Nobody knew what would happen next!

There was still about a minute before I stared fixedly at Qin An, the dagger in my hands almost squeezing out water. As long as Qin An made any movements, I would randomly react.

However, Qin An was currently tied up so tightly that the oil pot was still quite a distance away from him. I really couldn't think of anything, and couldn't think of any possibility.

Hehehe … Hahaha …

At this time, Qin An's laughter became even more heart wrenching. I, who was originally very nervous, felt even more fear when I heard this burst of laughter.

Why... What did Qin An feel? Why can't I feel anything?

I stared at him and opened my mouth to ask something.

Pfft!

Before I could even make a sound, a spray of blood suddenly shot out from Qin An's chest like an arrow and directly sprayed onto my body, causing my body to tremble violently.

At this moment, my nervous body actually relaxed, and my pupils contracted. Looking at this scene, I knew that I was doomed … It's over …

I feel like I'm going to collapse. I can't believe it! How could I have imagined this? This was the situation!

Without any breath, a huge hole had been opened in the chest of the man in front of him. Blood flowed out from the wound, and his clothes were ripped apart.

But Qin An wasn't dead yet; he was still laughing, and at this moment, he could feel pain. It was because of the intense pain that caused his laughter to distort a little, becoming even sharper and more terrifying.

My body trembled violently. At this moment, it was as though I had collapsed. I didn't know whether I should laugh or cry.

At this moment, it was as though time had frozen. I just stood there in a daze, feeling the strange aura.

I felt as if countless people were standing behind me, laughing at me, laughing at my incompetence.

I knew it was all just an illusion, because my nerves had suddenly broken, causing the hallucination.

However … I can't get out! He couldn't get out!

He's right beside me! I tried, but! There was no other way! There was no other way!

This was truly fate's arrangement. Heaven must have decreed his death. Otherwise, why would he be so powerless?

In front of me, in front of my eyes...

I gasped for breath. My trembling hands cut the rope and tried to adjust my breathing, but it still felt like I was suffocating.

My mental endurance was already strong enough, but the feeling of seeing my hope shattered in an instant still made me unable to breathe.

I tried to pull Qin An away, but just as I was about to open the rope, I suddenly saw that the wound on Qin An's chest seemed to be slowly being torn apart, and was constantly extending!

His abdominal cavity was still steaming, so I smelled the scent of blood when he was exposed.

Still nothing, still nothing. Qin An's hands were bleeding and from start to finish, he had not moved.

I just watched as Qin An's stomach was ripped apart and I just watched as he endured this pain, but I didn't even have the ability to move him.

CHAPTER 202 - IRREVERSIBLE

At this moment, I suddenly heard a burst of loud dang dang sounds coming from behind me!

It was the pot behind him. At this moment, there was a series of loud noises that inexplicably shook violently.

I saw that the pot was shaking intensely, as if it could fall to the ground at any time. I gritted my teeth, directly putting Qin An down and stumbled towards the other direction!

I don't care! I don't care!

My heart kept on letting out such despairing cries. My hands and feet became weak as I staggered and ran towards the distance.

And looking at the huge pot shaking, after it shook violently a few times, it suddenly turned towards Qin An's direction!

A huge pot directly fell onto the ground, releasing waves after waves of sharp sounds, and the boiling oil inside the pot directly splashed onto Qin An's body, entering his abdomen that had already been separated.

I could smell a sickening smell, and even years later, when I thought back on the hideous scene, I could still feel a chill that pierced through my bones.

This power was actually terrifying to such an extent that it was untouchable, let alone how to fight against it.

I tightly clenched my teeth. This way, it seemed to allow my breathing to smoothen a little. The air was filled with piercing sounds, as well as streams of white smoke. There was also a disgusting smell.

In that instant, Qin An stopped breathing, there was no longer any signs of life, and his eyes slowly dimmed as well. However, his face still retained the smile from before.

In a single night, five people had already died. It was as if some sort of disaster had completely unfolded, truly … It was only a few seconds after six, so I tossed aside the time that I had wasted outside. In other words, the time of Qin An's death should have been before six o'clock, and I immediately walked outside. Looking at the corpse on the ground, it seemed that I had mustered a lot of courage …

Perhaps this is fated to happen, destined time, fated method. If I didn't appear here, Qin An might have been able to die a little more comfortably than he is now, and I am unable to imagine how much pain he must have endured before dying, nor can I imagine how this man would laugh in the face of such intense pain. What kind of power made him laugh like a demon in front of such pain?

It was terrifying to be able to grasp the timing so perfectly … At this moment, a large area of the corpse had turned yellow, and there were even some wrinkles on it. At this moment, a large area of the corpse, and a large area of the yellow, and there were some wrinkles on the body, that had been cooled down by oil.

This kind of scene is the true malevolence, making me not dare to look straight at it …

I took a deep breath, gave myself some time to collect myself.

At this moment, the sky outside was slowly lighting up. This meant that the dark clouds in the sky were slowly dispersing, and the rain that had lasted for an entire night was slowly coming to a stop.

It rained for an entire night, and that night was filled with countless disasters.

At this time, the sounds of dogs and chickens could still be vaguely heard in the village, but it was already lessened by a lot. If it was at Liu Qing's home, he would definitely not be able to hear such voices, since it was far away.

Most of the animals were probably exhausted. As for the rest of them, their throats were hoarse and they did not want to stop. It was as if they were desperately trying to express the emotions in their hearts.

I don't know if it's appropriate to use words like emotional expression for some animals...

However, the hoarse voice, coupled with the fact that it was emphasized, was very disturbing. Moreover, these things had been shouting for an entire night. It felt as if they were about to vomit blood.

Unfortunately, this is the last time I've heard such a voice in the village. After that, I've never heard it again …

Maybe it's because it's too ferocious, but with just a glance, I managed to memorize the appearance of the corpse in my heart.

Then, I slowly walked into the house. I wanted to see the situation in Qin An's house, and based on these circumstances, I could feel the mental state he was in before his death.

After entering the house, I started to look carefully. The interior of the house was very clean, as if it had been carefully cleaned.

However, in the corner, one could faintly see some bloodstains.

At the same time, there was a thick smell of blood on the kang. Two people were lying on the kang, but they were covered by blankets, so I went in several times without being able to see the body.

Carefully, I opened the blanket and saw two corpses. Both of them had their throats slashed by knives and after their deaths, they intentionally changed into clean clothes.

A woman and a child. Their expressions were all filled with despair and fear, and there were quite a few scars on their bodies. Those were the traces of a struggle, indicating that they were clearly different from Qin An.

Qin An carried a heart of death as he went to finish everything, yet his wife and children did not seem to know what had happened at all. They were not bewitched by that power either.

He did not want to die, and could not understand why Qin An would suddenly go crazy and send the two of them to their deaths with his own hands!

This was his wife and son! Having lived together for so many years, how could he just kill them like that?

Qin An's wife and children were clear-headed, and because they were clear-headed, they would despair. Sometimes, being clear-headed might not be a good thing.

Not only were the two corpses wearing new clothes, but there were also obvious traces of washed wounds. Otherwise, their blood would have dyed everything on the brick bed red.

There was also the blood in the room. It was all carefully cleaned, as if a murderer was earnestly cleaning up his crime scene.

She remembered that Qin An had said that he would bring his wife and children to a perfect nation. Then, was the real reason why he was so serious about cleaning the place?

The so-called perfect, in the end … What kind of place?

I was puzzled, thinking, and felt a gust of cold wind sweep through my body.

Qin An spent an entire night meticulously completing all of this, as if he was doing something very ordinary. Only, one could tell that his attitude at that time was evidently more serious than it had ever been in the past.

After that, the most frightening thing was that during the entire night, it could be said to be normal. He wasn't bewitched by any power, nor was he bewitched by a ghost.

I sighed helplessly. The room was cleaned up so cleanly. After searching for a bit, I didn't find any clues.

I turned around and left, heading out. Qin An's body was still lying there quietly.

It was unknown when this corpse would disappear.

I helplessly thought for a moment before turning around to leave. There was no need for me to tell the villagers about the deaths of these people.

At this moment, the weather has turned better. A night's worth of storms has passed and tonight, regardless of whether it is my body or my spirit, I feel extremely exhausted.

This kind of exhaustion wasn't something that could be relieved with just ordinary sleep. My entire body was aching as I slowly headed towards home.

That night, she was already so tired, yet she couldn't stop him. She couldn't do anything.

Was it because that power was too strong, or was it because I was too weak? No matter how hard I tried, I would always be a little slower.

Five people had died that night. And at this time, the so called Four Corners of Yin and Yang had all been completed.

The five of them, the ones destined to die, all died in different ways.

There are also quite a few people who were implicated by these dead people. Among them, I have also witnessed many strange things and met Uncle Zhang whom I haven't seen for many years …

CHAPTER 203 - INTERPERSONAL VARIATION

After returning home, I sat on the brick bed and didn't sleep. Although I felt exhausted, like tides, I couldn't fall asleep.

Because their hearts were in a mess, closing their eyes was the feeling of grief for those who had died.

This feeling was like it was going to swallow me up. I couldn't sleep … He didn't even dare to close his eyes for a moment longer.

When I came back, I was very careful and didn't wake Lingling up. I thought on the brick bed why Er Nao could predict these deaths.

The words that Er Nao wrote on the wall, who was it for? Do you want to read it yourself, afraid of forgetting it, or do you want to write it to me?

According to my conjecture, the power to kill these people is the opposite of the power to control Er Nao.

Amongst the words, there was a corner among the four corners and there was even the first set of numbers. It just so happened that it was Luoluo.

In other words, Er Nao was helping that force to kill someone, why was that so?

What exactly was the mystery behind Luoluo?

Since it was the opposite of that, why would Er Nao help that power?

I don't understand...

Just as I was feeling suspicious, I suddenly remembered something Er Nao had said before. He said, he wanted to cut off the cause and effect!

Severing Karma …

I sucked in a breath of cold air. Could it be that this is what I meant by cutting off karma?

Causality was something that was difficult to understand. Although it was just a simple word, it contained a very deep and profound mystery.

Thinking of this, I frowned slightly. Causality … Causality...

These two words were extremely mysterious. What did they contain?

If death was the cause, what kind of fruit would come next?

If these corpses suddenly moved in the future, it would definitely cause some ripples. Then, death was the cause, and everything that happened in the future was naturally the result.

And the Luoluo who had died first, was naturally the starting point of this karma.

Luoluo should have been killed by that mysterious force, but he was killed by Er Nao instead. Could it be that Er Nao wanted to destroy the rules so that nothing would happen in the future?

I carefully recalled the time of Luoluo's death. On that day, when Luoluo died, I didn't pay attention to the time either, but I remember the color of the sky on that day …

He faintly felt that the time of Luoluo's death that day was slightly earlier than the time he died written down in the written word, but not by much.

That day, Luoluo was squatting on the ground doing nothing. Could it be that at that time, the result of his death was already decided?

He should have been killed by that mysterious power, but …

However, he was taken part in by Er Nao and killed by him.

In other words, Er Nao's actions back then was to disrupt the balance of this karma. This kind of thought made people feel that it was very scary.

Er Nao is killing people, but in reality, what we have done is the same.

However, I seem to be even more naive than Er Nao. I felt that I could save the lives of those who are doomed to die, but I didn't do anything.

Er Nao was very straightforward, knowing that he could not save others, in order to destroy the cause and effect, he had killed them himself!

This definitely required a lot of boldness and courage, but in that state, what Er Nao lacked the least were these two.

After coming to this conclusion, I took a deep breath and felt enlightened.

If he were to explain it this way, then he would be able to answer a lot of questions.

However, according to this thought, Er Nao's plan failed, because in the end, Luoluo was still able to survive.

Furthermore, he had killed the Uncle Jin. This was like a chain reaction.

If Luoluo did not live on, then Er Nao would have succeeded, but he just had to live on.

At this moment, I suddenly thought of the black Rune above his corpse. Perhaps, it was because they were killed by an external force that they needed to borrow the help of these Rune.

The black cat was also an external force, causing Luoluo to not appear even now.

In that case, maybe Er Nao and the black cat were in the same group?

Even if Luoluo survived, his participation would definitely affect the whole situation. There was indeed a reason why Er Nao killed people.

Sometimes, killing people is really just to save them, but I am not as decisive as Er Nao.

But if that's the case, why did Er Nao want to casually smash that villager of ours to death? He was merciless when he attacked?

Maybe, because everyone in the village is guilty, whether it's Er Nao, or the soul or memories inside Er Nao's body, they all feel that our village's people are guilty.

Even if they did, it would be fine. They were just a bunch of damned people.

I don't know what exactly is hidden in Er Nao's body, a soul, or a memory, but this thing should have already appeared in Er Nao's body a long time ago.

If I didn't guess wrong, when Er Nao went crazy, he did it like he was possessed, and then he would be able to sing a tune we have never heard before.

After that, Er Nao gradually walked out of this state that he had fallen into. It was not because the thing on his body had disappeared, but because the thing had gradually merged with him.

It didn't matter if it was memories or the soul. The two gradually fused into one. It sounded inconceivable, but humans were originally magical creatures.

Regardless of whether it was his memories or his soul, they all carried the most mysterious power. Nothing was impossible for the two of them.

In short, Er Nao was not only by himself now. At the very least, he should be one third of them.

As the two blended more and more thoroughly, Er Nao's transformation began to become more and more intense. He went from truly insane to pretending to be stupid, as if he knew that this was the only way he could keep his life.

Crazy people, weird people, they all seemed to be people that the villagers would call cause and effect. However, the villagers themselves didn't seem to have any concept of what kind of people they were to become someone that could cause and effect the cause and effect.

Could it be that her foster father was acting crazy in order to protect himself?

There are too many mysteries. When you sort them out a little, there will always be new ones. These mysteries intertwined with each other and lingered around me. It made me feel a deep sense of helplessness.

Perhaps it was because I understood this that my heart gradually calmed down, allowing me to think more seriously.

Since their adoptive father and Er Nao appeared to be in the same state, and both of them looked the same, then, could it be that the two of them were on the same side?

Then, I suddenly thought of the Compendium of Evil Theurgy, this is a strange book, after studying for a long time, I might sink into it, and become crazy.

But this kind of craziness also differed from person to person, part of the reason his foster father went insane back then was to put on an act, but there were other reasons. He had been watching the Evil Theurgy University for too long, so he had really sunk deep into it.

Could it be that the so called karmic cause and effect was someone who had studied the entire Evil Theurgy and was deeply immersed within it?

But... How could I have survived this disaster? I'm not showing any signs of madness...

Although the matter regarding me wasn't sorted out clearly, I still felt that my conjecture was correct.

There was some kind of mysterious power in the Evil Theurgy that the villagers call faith. This was already certain.

Furthermore, the villagers also did not know what the people who were deeply immersed in the Evil Theurgy were like. After all, these things differed from person to person.

But perhaps the people who were deeply immersed could also be understood to be the people who were selected by the entire Evil Theurgy. In other words, they were the people who were selected by their faith.

Naturally, he did not dare to easily provoke such a person. Thinking of this, many questions became much clearer …

I had the feeling that the truth was not far from us. The three factions, the countless people, the light, the dark, the open and the secret, all seemed to be working for some kind of power.

The scarecrows, wooden figures, stone tablets, temples, coffins, and other objects all intertwined together. However, once one understood the true purpose of these powers, everything could be easily solved.

This night's storm had stimulated my spirit greatly, but at the same time, it had also helped me to understand a lot.

At this moment, he was quietly thinking about something. Unknowingly, the sun had already risen.

It was past six when I got back, and it was now eight o'clock.

It was naturally bright outside. Perhaps it was because I was too engrossed in my thoughts, I didn't even know when the thunderstorm outside would completely subside.

I was sitting cross-legged with my eyes closed, adjusting my aura to make my spirit feel better.

Adjusting his breath and letting his qi flow through his body, he entered a meditative state. This was equivalent to a deep sleep, allowing him to quickly recover his spirit.

After all, he hadn't slept that night. Right now, his mood had become a bit calmer, and unexpectedly, waves of sleepiness struck him like a tide.

However, it was already this time, so he couldn't sleep anymore.

Controlling the time, and allowing himself to be immersed in this state for half an hour, Lingling had already woken up by this time.

Let's go, Lingling, let's go to the front of the monument to take a look.

Yesterday, Gouzi's blood flowed into the bottom of the stone monument. I vaguely felt that this stone monument might have some changes today.

CHAPTER 204 - ICE OVERNIGHT

Lingling nodded her head, and the two of them walked out one after another. At this time, I suddenly saw that there was a patch of red on the monument, it was still quite a distance away, and I could already see it.

The red light on the rock gave me a fright. When I left last night, I found that there was no more blood inside. The blood that Dogman spurted out didn't spill over here either.

But now, the top of the stone tablet had a bright red color. Even if I didn't see the blood stains last night, but don't forget, it rained down here for an entire night.

Thinking of this, I frowned slightly. This blood is definitely very strange.

As I slowly approached the stone monument, I realized that the blood was flowing down from the top of the monument, as though it was seeping into the ground.

At this moment, I stood at the village entrance and looked into the village. I felt that the interior of the village was extremely deserted today.

It was now 8: 30, not even 9: 00. Normally, at this time, one could at least see the roads in the village through which pedestrians passed by.

But at this moment, I didn't see anything. I felt that the village wasn't just filled with dense yin energy, but also had a kind of lifeless feeling.

It was as if they had really come to hell. Even if five people had died in the village in one night, they would not act like this. What were these people doing? Could it be that he was going to deal with Qin An's wife and children's corpses?

Or was there something else that I didn't know about?

It seems that I need to go to the village and ask around. Fortunately, the attitude the villagers have towards me has improved a lot, so it's easy to find out what I want.

I didn't even need to ask what had happened. The villagers came rushing over to tell me if I had a solution.

He could not care less about this matter and ponder over the problem of the stone tablet first.

I took a closer look. The blood from the stone tablet had actually seeped out from the crack on the top of the stone tablet. Moreover, this crack was created by lightning yesterday.

I could vaguely see that the mark was very deep, and there was a hint of red within it. It looked very strange.

In other words, the bright red blood on the stone monument wasn't the fresh blood that Gouzi spilled onto it last night. Rather, after the rain stopped this morning, the blood had flowed out from the stone monument.

This is already quite fresh. I slightly creased my brows. There's actually blood flowing out from this stone tablet?

However, after looking at the rotting wooden bodies, I didn't feel too deeply about the blood on the stone tablet. I was just a little surprised to see that it was bleeding.

At this moment, the blood within the stone monument was still slowly seeping into it, flowing towards the bottom of the stone monument. It also seemed as if it was being absorbed by something below.

Just what sort of use did this stone tablet have? Because the entire stone tablet had been dyed red, the three words' Old Bull Village 'above it had even been covered up, so it wasn't clear anymore.

As I looked at the stone tablet, my stomach was filled with questions. Then, I turned around and led Lingling into the village.

Actually, I had an idea. I wanted to dig open this stone tablet and see what was underneath.

However, as soon as this thought appeared, I felt a chill down my spine. My subconscious told me to never do this!

It must have been an instinct, telling me not to.

Actually, it made sense when he thought about it. This stone tablet seemed to have the function of suppressing something down below. As for the lightning and blood, they all seemed to be trying to help the suppressed thing escape.

I don't know if my understanding is correct, but now that the village is in danger, I need to be more careful with every single one of my actions. Otherwise, it might cause more trouble, and it would be equivalent to giving a hard shove to the villagers who are already at the edge of the cliff.

Old Bull Village, Kudi Village, two villages, the common secret, death, strangeness, and many other strange things all reverberated within my mind.

I brought Lingling and walked towards the village. In fact, I could already guess that even without me doing anything, the thing underneath would quickly break free from its shackles. I could only watch on, unable to change anything or stop it.

Arriving at the village, he finally saw a passerby. With a hurried expression, he walked towards a certain direction.

From that direction, they should be heading towards Qin An's home. It seems like the villagers have already found out about what happened with his family.

Seeing me, the villager stopped and said,

"Xiao Die, what are you doing?

The people from the village are looking for you. Something has happened in the village, quite a few things! "

Several things?

Hearing this, I frowned slightly, it seemed that my guess was not wrong. Other than Qin An and his family, there was indeed something else.

I continued to listen, motioning for him to continue.

Do you know about the Qin An in the village? His wife and children were found dead this morning, lying on the brick bed as if they were killed by someone using a knife!

As he said that, the villager's face turned white, I already knew about this news, so I didn't display too much surprise, and this villager didn't even mention Qin An's body, it seems like …

As I expected, the villager continued:

"The people of the village suspected that Qin An had gone mad and killed his own wife and children, but there seemed to be a fight outside. They didn't know what Qin An had done after he killed his people, and they had no idea where he had run off to.

Miss Xiao Die, do you think that this person is also possessed? You know a lot, can you please come with me.

There have been a lot of things that have happened recently. There must be someone to clean up the corpses.

I understood what he meant. He was afraid that the corpses would suddenly erupt and threaten the lives of the villagers, so he wanted to call me.

I nodded my head in agreement, but didn't help him analyze anything. I didn't tell the villagers about what happened last night either, there was no point in talking too much. The villagers couldn't help me, and it would put a lot of psychological pressure on them.

The three of us walked towards Qin An's home. As we walked, I asked:

Other than this, is there anything else that happened in the village?

The villager slapped his thigh:

"Ai, don't mention it. I don't know what happened last night, but maybe it's because the heavens were against us and everything happened in one go.

It wasn't just a few people who had died. When I woke up this morning, I found that all the chickens and dogs in the house were dead. The neighbouring chickens were all dead as well.

Later, when we met in the village, I learned that anyone who told me about it today, the chickens and dogs in the house, as long as they were there, were all dead.

And all the dead are chickens and dogs, and cows, and mules and donkeys are all right. "

All dead? He realized that something might have happened, but he didn't think that things would turn out this way …

Overnight, all the livestock had died, and this was no small matter. To the villagers, these livestock were a huge fortune.

Most importantly, why would these animals die? No wonder the sounds of the animals I heard in the village last night had suddenly faded in the latter part of the night.

Thinking about this, I slightly creased my brows. Before I could react to this matter, the person beside me suddenly spoke again.

Also, this morning, when the villagers went to fetch water, they found that the water in the well was frozen solid. Several people had been fiddling with it for a long time, but they were still unable to open it.

CHAPTER 205 - FOREBODING

Was the well frozen? This was undoubtedly another very heavy piece of news for me. How could the well water be frozen at this time of the year?

There was only one well in the village, and the whole village was hoping that if the water in the well ran out, the villagers would have to walk up the mountain to fetch water, and there would be a small river on the mountain.

The successive messages were like heavy bombs as they landed on my body one by one. I took a deep breath. Even though I was feeling a thousand ripples in my heart earlier, I was still trying my best to calm down.

After all, things had to be done one by one, bit by bit.

First, I followed the villagers to Qin An's house. No wonder I felt that the village was very depressing today.

A person's state of mind could affect the environment, and this might have something to do with the person's mental strength.

There were times when the Yin-yang Dao drew upon the spiritual energy of humans.

It was difficult for a person to make a village look very gloomy, but if all the people in a village looked very gloomy, then the village would naturally become lifeless.

It was easier to understand the reason why he could not see anyone. After all, three major events had occurred, and the villagers were all busy with these. Just the freezing of the water in the well was enough to make people anxious.

It was still a mess, no different from when I left yesterday. On the ground, there were many deep footprints, and because it had rained for too long, it looked very deep and clear.

This should be Qin An's footprints. When I was walking back from Qin An's house yesterday, the rain had already lessened, and I had already realized at that time that something unbelievable would happen, and Qin An's corpse might have left.

However, since he couldn't stop it, there was no need to watch the corpse leave. He would only add fuel to the fire.

Looking at these footprints, the corpse yesterday should have left while swaggering, and the size of the footprints should basically be Qin An's.

Moreover, he could faintly see some yellow blood stains within the footprints.

It was oiled blood. The villagers might not think much of it, but to me, seeing such a blood stain reminded me of the scene from last night. That scene made me feel extremely disgusted.

This kind of thing, I don't want to continue looking at it for a minute, and now that I'm here, the few of them mustered up the courage to bring out the two corpses in the room.

Someone walked over and carefully asked:

Xiao Die, do you think cremation or earth burial is better?

It didn't matter to me. After all, it was all tombstone, but just as I was about to say something, I remembered that before Dogman died, he told me that he wanted to be buried in the earth, not cremated.

I don't know how much Gouzi knew about his own death, but he probably didn't know that his death wasn't a simple death.

There couldn't even have been a funeral, let alone a cremation.

Although this mother and son pair are not dogs, but I think, based on the villagers' thoughts, they all want to choose burial.

Buried, these two corpses are nothing, don't worry.

Actually, my words can only give the villagers some psychological comfort, but not absolute relief. However, sometimes, people just need this sort of simple psychological comfort.

Furthermore, I feel that since the villagers experienced the cremation, they should have already created a shadow over the cremation. It would be better to just bury them and let them rest in peace.

Thinking about this, I took a deep breath, and then watched as the villagers temporarily left their corpses outside under the shed. There was still a group of people cleaning up Qin An's family's courtyard.

This person had just died, so his house yard had to be completely wooden. It was already 9 o'clock, so it was too late to bury the body in a coffin. Thus, he could only leave the body here for the night.

Although he said that he wanted to make things simple, there were many things he couldn't do carelessly. The dead were big, and the most basic things still had to be done.

The villagers had always kept the words of 'the dead are big' in their minds, but now, the corpses could take a person's life at any moment.

No matter how big a dead person was, there was no one who was still alive. Therefore, other than the necessary steps, things like taking things simply and burying things in broad daylight would only create a lot of trouble.

I didn't say anything. The villagers were trembling with fear as they handled the matters in their hands. At this moment, a villager spoke to me.

Xiao Die, let's go to my house to take a look. What's going on with the chickens and dogs in my house?

The person who spoke was not far from Qin An. I think that Qin An could have heard all of the commotion last night, it was just that he did not come out.

I also wanted to study the corpses of the dead animals. Since all the animals in the village died in one night, the causes of their death should be similar.

He didn't know if he would be able to see through it.

Thinking about this, I turned and brought Lingling to follow the villager. Right now the matters of the Qin An family were more or less settled, there was no need to stay any longer.

I also thought about it last night, when Qin An's corpse stands up, I'll see which direction this corpse goes in.

But if I think about it carefully, I don't know how long this wait will take, and the mysterious power might not be willing to let me see it.

Furthermore, my body was extremely weak at that time. I was also afraid of bringing about a fatal disaster to myself …

It is very possible that Luoluo and the rest are gathered together. If they were to be discovered, even if Luoluo's body no longer has the ability to fight, I would still not be his opponent.

After following the villager to his house, I saw that the yard was filled with the corpses of chickens.

At the corner of the yard was the corpse of a big yellow dog. It was also in a stiff state. Its eyes were wide open and its mouth was slightly open. From the corner of its mouth, blood was seeping out.

It really did sound like it had been shouted for too long, causing him to cough up blood.

There were no wounds on the bodies of the big yellow dog and the chickens. However, the villager said that he didn't sleep at all last night due to the cries of the animals.

He had quite a number of chickens in his house. They were cackling non-stop, and the sound was especially loud.

Therefore, he had not fallen asleep. He went out to fight a few times, but it was still useless.

He didn't know what time it was, but he was already drowsy like he was in a deep sleep. Suddenly, he heard the crowing of chickens and dogs stop, at least from the inside of the yard.

The sound in his own yard abruptly stopped. He was still dazed and did not feel strange, so he did not go out to take a look. When he woke up in the morning, he found that all the chickens and dogs were dead.

This scene reminded me of what happened in our village. Liu Qing said that he saw a deer with his own eyes, and without any warning, it lied on the ground and died.

At the time, we interpreted this situation as ominous. The specific reason was never clear.

At this moment, the corpses of the chicken and dog appeared to be similar to the situation at that time. If that was the case, then … What did this mean?

Does this mean that the ominous and strange had already descended into the Old Bull Village?

For safety's sake, tell the villagers to bury the corpses of these dead animals in my home's land. Burrow them beside the wasteland and bury them deep.

I said to the villagers.

Although I don't know how these animals died, it definitely isn't a good omen. Those animals died in the mountains before, after all, and now, they are inside the village. I'm afraid that these animals might be infected with some disease …

It was a similar thing in the books. In the small city, animals suddenly died, causing diseases, and countless people died.

Although the two of them didn't have much to do with each other, for the sake of safety, it was better to be careful with many things.

The wasteland was surrounded by my grain, but now it seemed that I could only make a new plot of land, after all, for the sake of the villagers.

This Old Bull Village, would probably not be able to live for long …

Now that things had turned out like this, with so many things happening, how could he continue living?

CHAPTER 206 - ETHEREAL OPENING

There was nothing strange about the corpses, so I brought Lingling to the well. This well wasn't very deep, so I could see through it with the help of the surrounding light.

As expected, there was white ice inside the well, and there were traces of tools knocking on it.

These traces were naturally left behind by the villagers. It seemed that they had also tried many methods to open this well.

At this moment, there were quite a few people gathered around the well. I saw that they all had a worried expression on their faces. After all, this well was in the middle of the village and was very convenient to use.

At this moment, everyone was still discussing what they should do. However, I took a glance at the color of the ice. It was extremely white. From this color, I could tell that it wasn't something that could be broken that easily.

With the current level of the village, there was nothing we could do. Furthermore, I extended my hand towards the opening of the well and instantly felt a bone-piercing chill coming from below, gushing out like a tidal wave.

This chill is definitely not simple. I took in a deep breath. Why … Such a cold air could actually burst out during such a season?

At this moment, a villager suddenly said to me,

Girl, do some research and see this place. Can you help me think of a way?

The moment this villager said it, everyone else agreed. They actually placed great expectations on me.

However, the only thing I can give them is a bitter smile. I can only helplessly tell them that I don't have that kind of ability.

After all, he couldn't even find the reason for the ice in the well water, much less the ability to melt the ice.

However, since the weather wasn't cold, the reason for the ice naturally had to do with yin energy.

The whole village was filled with Yin Qi. Recently, the village started to show a feeling that I was unfamiliar with. This feeling was due to the Yin Qi slowly growing.

However, the more dense the Yin Qi in the village was, the easier it would be to make big changes in the surrounding environment. It wasn't impossible for the water to freeze.

However, before freezing the water, the villagers should have at least felt the bone-chilling cold. It was not a day's worth of cold, not to mention the fact that it was only a short night and there was no cold at all.

In other words, the cold energy didn't spread in the village, but came from other places. Could it be that … Is it underground?

Because the mouth of the well was too cold, it gave off the feeling of a door to hell.

Seeing me shake my head helplessly, everyone in the village showed a disappointed expression. It seemed that there was even a kind of emotion within them that was similar to 'what's the use of me raising you' …

Facing the attitude of the villagers, I was also helpless. If I could do it, I would definitely do my best, but unfortunately, I was really powerless.

Seeing that the villagers were still looking at the well and discussing everything, I knew that the villagers of Old Bull Village were all prepared to move. I estimated that within two days, they would move out.

However, there was a limit to the number of people who wanted to move because many of the young people here went out to work, and the family couldn't contact them at all. They could only wait until they took the initiative to call the village.

This was a form of shackles that prevented many people from leaving.

The other reason was because there were quite a few elderly people in the village. They had already spent most of their lives here, and when the time came, they no longer wanted to go through with it and did not want to leave their homes.

Some people really wanted to die here. Otherwise, with their age and physique, even in the city, they would suffer greatly.

Rather than suffering in the city, it would be better to live for a day in the village and die happily.

To them, being killed by a ghost while having their necks slashed by a knife was better than starving to death outside.

Therefore, even if it was the people from the Old Bull Village, they were all currently hesitating. In their hearts, there was still a trace of hope, and they wanted to wait for the return of the Old God Wang.

I looked at the people around me and silently turned around to leave, heading towards the ground.

He had a lot of things to do in the past two days, so he couldn't waste too much time on something that he knew he couldn't do.

After reaching the interior of the wasteland, I once again dug out a large piece of land. The grains grown here could be considered white.

I didn't dare to act rashly in the wasteland. Firstly, I couldn't stand the smell, and secondly, I didn't know if there was anything strange about the wasteland.

Not long after that, a villager pushed a cart full of corpses and walked towards them with a worried look on his face.

With so many animal corpses, it was only natural that the villagers dug their own pits. Otherwise, the amount of work involved would be too great. Because they were afraid of an infectious disease, the pit was very deep.

The villagers brought the corpses of these animals in carts one by one. These corpses were not all that different. Fortunately, there were not many cows in the village. Otherwise, this huge pit would have probably been too big to fit inside.

Actually, with so many people digging, digging a pit with a diameter of 3 meters was really fast. Moreover, it had just rained, so the ground was very soft.

But even so, so many people still had to work until around 10 pm to finally get rid of the corpses of these animals.

After dealing with the corpse, everyone went back. After all, they had other things to do tomorrow.

The next day, I woke up early and followed the coffin bearers to send Qin An's wife and children to the grave.

It was equivalent to giving them a Funerary Lady. However, with the current situation, all the ceremonies would be simplified, thus the Funerary Lady's ceremony would naturally be simplified as well.

Rather than saying that she was a Funerary Lady, it would be better to say that she was just following the coffin bearer.

The funeral also ended in a hasty manner. After the coffin was buried in the ground, everyone dispersed. There was a shadow over their hearts, so no one dared to linger around for too long.

I followed them down the mountain. After we descended the mountain, I directly walked towards the village entrance to see how the stone tablet was doing.

After arriving, I realised that the stone tablet had already been cleaned up, as though nothing had happened. I frowned slightly. When I saw the bloodstain yesterday, it had disappeared just like that.

After the blood was found, it never rained again. Why did the blood disappear?

Furthermore, from the looks of it, it seemed to have returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

The appearance of this blood trail was very strange, and its disappearance was even more peculiar, as if it had really been absorbed by something.

I helplessly turned around and left before returning home. I quietly stayed at home for the entire afternoon.

The past few days have been tiring, both mentally and physically. If this goes on, I think I'll get sick and have to put my body in a relaxed state.

Fortunately Lingling and I are only two people, and we still have some water stored in our house, so we don't need to go up the mountain to fetch water for the next two days.

I just lay there quietly, not thinking about anything at all. In the blink of an eye, the sky slowly darkened and I felt as though the surrounding air had once again become gloomy … So what? Could it be that something was going to happen tonight? Just as I was thinking, I suddenly heard a sorrowful cry coming from the room beside mine!

CHAPTER 207 - WOOD CRYING

Listening carefully, this sound actually came from the room next door. That sound was naturally also emitted by the wooden figure.

He had only heard the laughter of the wooden puppet before, but this was the first time he heard it cry.

What did this crying portend?

At this moment, the thunders outside were like a huge hammer striking at my heart, making me feel flustered.

The weather seemed to have some sort of magic, I hastily got up and ran towards the room next door, only to discover that the wood person was actually standing on top of the Evil Theurgy.

The sole of the wood person's foot is not flat, and I usually make the wood person lie on top of the Evil Theurgy.

However, at this moment, the wooden figure was in a standing position, obviously supported by some kind of force.

But this time, the thing wasn't standing on the windowsill, it was only standing on top of the Evil Theurgy.

There were actually streams of blood and tears flowing out of those eyes. The sounds of wailing made people feel even more sad.

Why... For the wooden figure to suddenly make such a sound, it was as if it possessed the emotions of a human. Such sadness, could it be due to a premonition?

Or could it be said that the clap of thunder at this moment represented something sorrowful?

Tears flowed out from the wooden figure's eyes and fell directly onto the entire Evil Theurgy. His crying became more and more sorrowful, as if he was still breathing heavily.

He seemed like a living person, and because he was crying too loudly, the sound of his breathing became somewhat mournful.

At this moment, I saw the wooden figure slowly turn around and head in another direction. He turned around stiffly. His gaze was fixated at a corner of the room.

However, this corner is completely empty. At this moment, there isn't anything there. This wooden figure seems to want to tell me something, but …

The sounds of crying continued, and the sounds of thunder and lightning continued. It was getting louder and louder.

This kind of thunder and lightning was even more severe than last night. It was as if the entire world was about to be destroyed.

Only then did I realize that the wooden figure wasn't looking at this room, or rather, he wasn't looking at anything.

He was merely giving me pointers. At this moment, the direction of the wooden figure's eyes is the location of the rear window.

But I don't know why this time, the wooden figure didn't personally go to the back window to watch, but chose to give me directions instead?

I was very surprised, this was indeed puzzling. Today, the wooden figure's reaction was too abnormal.

Although the wails and wails sounded sorrowful, if one listened carefully, one could feel that the voice was like that of a child, and had a bit of immaturity to it.

Maybe the wooden figure was crying or laughing, but I had never noticed it before.

Since this thing wants me to go to the back window, I might as well go and have a look.

Could it be that someone else was about to die?

Cold shivers went down my spine. A few people had already died yesterday. I think... It shouldn't be like this.

If another person were to die, the villagers would probably all move out tomorrow.

Thinking of this, I clenched my fists and stood in front of the window. The rain outside wasn't really that heavy, but it was very loud and the wind was strong as well.

The rain was sparse, however, as it fell on the window. Looking at the scenery outside, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the weather wasn't too good outside, at least there wasn't anyone outside. There wasn't anyone who could see the scene of a soul kneeling down like that day.

However, even though I had calmed down a little, it didn't mean that I had completely relaxed. After all, the wooden guardian had given me a hint and the crying sounds of the wooden guardian were still continuing.

When I heard the sounds of crying, my heart became colder and colder and the surrounding cold wind blew towards my neck.

That's right, even though the doors and windows were all closed, the cold wind still continued to blow into my neck. I