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As soon as Yang Fei entered the village, he sniffed and caught a whiff of an extremely dense Yin Fiendish Energy, causing him to furrow his brow.

"Such heavy resentment, who died?"

Susu's expression also became solemn.

The energies of killing and resentment, these negative energies, are also part of the energies of the heavens and earth.

Often absorbed and refined by some Magic Cultivators to practice Demonic Skills or to craft evil Magic Artifacts.

Susu took out the map, where a red dot representing danger was faintly flashing, and the location of the red dot was precisely this Wutong Village.

This map artifact, Yang Fei had given it a grand name, called the Map of Mountains and Rivers.

Although the Map of Mountains and Rivers has no attack or defense functions, any evil creature or Magic Cultivator who does wrong cannot escape its monitoring.

This artifact can only be used in conjunction with Susu's Imperial Qi Viewing Technique.

It's not the artifact that's powerful, but Susu's Imperial Qi Viewing Technique.

Yang Fei's face turned serious, naturally shielding Susu in front, while activating his Divine Sense, walking toward the center of the village.

Amiao's countryside courtyard was in chaos.

Originally, within the mourning hall, the body was placed, yet waking one morning, it was gone; anyone would be scared under such circumstances.

The closer Yang Fei and Susu got to Amiao's courtyard, the heavier the Auspicious Evil Energy became.

Yang Fei looked at the numerous wreaths and memorial banners in the courtyard, furrowing his brow, knowing the problem originated here.

He reached out to stop an elder: "May I ask what happened here?"

The elder wrapped his head in a blue scarf, with a face full of panic.

"The corpse transformed, there's a ghost!"

As he spoke, he tried to flee, but Yang Fei grabbed his arm reversely.

"Uncle, please explain clearly, what kind of corpse transformation?"

The elder struggled with all his might but couldn't budge; only then did he realize that the two before him were somewhat unusual.

Yang Fei and Susu were both wearing jeans and sneakers, carrying backpacks.

At first glance, it seemed like two university students had come here for fun.

Susu noticed the elder's doubtful gaze and smiled sweetly.

"Uncle, don't misunderstand, we're just passing by, feeling curious, that's all."

Looking at Susu's fairy-like beauty, with an aura like a white lotus flower, the elder steadied himself.

He recounted the entire story, filled with terror.

"Imagine, a person who was obviously dead, goes missing overnight; isn't that akin to encountering a ghost?"

Yang Fei, feeling the rich Auspicious Evil Energy in the air, adopted a solemn demeanor.

"How did this young girl die at such a young age?"

Speaking of this, the elder was even more frightened.

"It's an unimaginable situation; Amiao was a poor girl who was murdered three days ago."

"It's said that before she died, she suffered a lot; it seemed her unresolved resentment transformed into a Fierce Ghost."

Finished speaking, the elder suddenly ran off, not daring to linger.

Yang Fei and Susu exchanged glances, with Yang Fei nodding.

"Actually, this resembles Magic Cultivator's means, putting someone to death after tormenting them, filled with resentment and grudges."

"Then, confining the resentment and killing energy within the body, which can be used to transform into a Zombie; once transformed, it becomes an extremely potent Magic Artifact."

Listening to Yang Fei's explanation, Susu felt a bit scared.

Although knowledgeable, hearing such ghostly events still sent chills down her spine.

Seeing her face slightly pale, Yang Fei knew she was frightened and held her left hand gently.

"Don't worry, I'm here, it's alright."

Susu's heart fluttered, feeling Yang Fei's palm like a furnace, momentarily making her less afraid.

Yang Fei held Susu's hand as they reached Amiao's home entrance.

In the courtyard, smoke was billowing, with yellow paper and spirit money drifting everywhere.

In the swirling smoke, a shamaness was performing rituals.

Her face was old, with wrinkles as if carved by a knife, skin darkened, muttering, while a bell in her hand jingled continuously.

Yang Fei looked at the shamaness, furrowing his brow slightly.

Typically, such rural shamanesses just play tricks, swindling money.

Yet strangely, Yang Fei felt a faint Spiritual Energy fluctuation on this old woman.

Knowing the situation was unusual, Yang Fei scrutinized the shamaness, feeling increasingly uneasy.

Suddenly, the shamaness, who had been squinting, opened her eyes, revealing a chilling intent amidst the predominantly white eyes.

Her willow branch suddenly pointed at Yang Fei and Susu.

"Capture these outsiders; they are transformed by evil demons, and Amiao's incident is connected to them."

In an instant, the villagers were in uproar.

They approached Yang Fei and Susu with hoes and brooms as weapons.

Susu had never seen such a scene before, and her face paled.

Yang Fei chuckled, just as he was about to say something, he heard a rumbling sound in the sky, a lightning bolt snakelike struck the shamaness's bell.

The bell was instantly split into two and fell to the ground.

The shamaness screamed, holding her head, collapsing on the ground, terrified beyond composure.

Yang Fei turned to look, seeing an elder in a black Tang suit, yet holding a Peach Wood Sword, with a Yellow Talisman on its tip.

Though his attire seemed odd, Yang Fei's sharp gaze recognized at once that the yellow talisman paper was truly a genuine Lightning Attracting Talisman.

The elder's appearance stunned all the villagers, who soon all knelt down, worshiping.

"Master Huang is here; everything will be sorted out."

"Thank heavens, Master Huang is here to save us."

...

It could be seen that this elderly gentleman called Master Huang held great prestige in the surrounding villages.

Everyone revered him as if seeing a true Deity.

Amiao's parents crawled over, kneeling before Master Huang while clutching his garment, crying loudly.

"Master Huang, please save my daughter; she has died but cannot rest in peace."

...

Master Huang slightly nodded, helping up Amiao's parents, radiating a celestial aura.

"Rest assured, being someone practicing Tao, encountering chaos caused by evil, this matter must be addressed."

Yang Fei watched from the side, marveling silently.

Who would have thought, in this remote mountain village, a Tao Cultivator would appear.

The shamaness lay on the ground, frightened by the lightning strike, shattered in spirit.

Two burly villagers had already restrained her, tying her up and presenting her to Master Huang.

Yet Master Huang paid no attention to her, retrieved the broken bell and shook it before the shamaness, his gaze keen.

"From where did this object come?"

The shamaness was filled with fear on her face, her legs trembling lightly.

If not supported by the villagers, she would almost collapse to the ground.

She looked at Master Huang, trembling.

"Someone gave it to me, asking me to cast a spell before the deceased's mourning hall, reciting Curse Words, naturally causing Corpse Transformation."

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