After being expelled from the sect, I became the villain mentor

"Senior Yu Nian, we'll talk about this later... Liu An lit a flare, so it must be something urgent or dangerous. Let's go over and take a look!"

"Without further delay, I'll take you there!"

Yu Nian summoned the heavy sword, and took the two of them with him, turning them into afterimages and disappearing in the sky above the Wen Mansion.

In an instant, the three of them arrived at the location of the flare.

This was a barren mountain with dead tree stumps all over the place. The three of them landed on the spot, stepped on the scattered dead branches, and looked around.

Suddenly stepping on something hard, Yu Nian bent down to pick it up, and it turned out to be the scabbard of the Frost Sword.

"Oh no, something happened to them!"

Suddenly, the sound of fighting came from the deep forest ahead. Yu Nian rushed over and saw from afar a monster covered with vines fighting with Ling Cang, while Liu An was lying beside it.

The monster stretched out countless vines and kept attacking Ling Cang, and a few leaves flew out from time to time, making it difficult to defend against.

Ling Cang was accidentally hit by a vine on his right arm. He rolled on the ground to relieve the impact.

Unexpectedly, the vine wrapped around his arm, split into several small holes, and bit towards the flesh.

Ling Cang felt pain and couldn't move his right hand, so he could only take out a fireball talisman painted by Yu Nian and throw it at the monster, but the monster whipped the talisman away.

"Ling Cang, get out of the way!"

Yu Nian raised his heavy sword and slashed it out, sending layers of extremely cold spiritual power rushing forward.

Ling Cang left in time, but the monster had no time to dodge because of its huge size. After being hit, it screamed and escaped underground, leaving behind a pile of still wriggling vines.

"Don't move," Yu Nian stepped forward and smashed the vine wrapped around Ling Cang's arm. "This vine seems to absorb people's spiritual power and blood. How do you feel?"

Ling Cang turned sideways to cover his face with his hands and shook his head, "I'm fine."

"That's good," Yu Nian handed Shuangxuan's scabbard to Ling Cang, "Take it."

She used too much force, and Ling Cang reached out to catch it, but it pulled the wound again, causing a burning pain.

Fortunately, Yu Nian had been paying attention to this side and immediately pulled Ling Cang's arm to check, "He said he was fine."

Ling Cang said nonchalantly, "It's nothing, I was just bitten."

After all, he is not the powerful Demon Lord in his previous life. Now he is just an ordinary cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage. It is really difficult for him to face such a monster.

"Fool, there is death energy on this vine! Death energy invades your body, be careful of your life."

Yu Nian pointed angrily at the several winding wounds on his arm. They were as hideous as centipedes, and there were wisps of black air that prevented the wounds from healing themselves, causing the bleeding to continue.

"This bit of dead air won't cause any trouble. It will dissipate soon, no matter what."

Self-blame surged in his heart. Without saying a word, Yu Nian mobilized his spiritual power to dispel the deathly aura. He took out a bottle of Lingyu Powder from his storage ring and gently sprinkled it on Ling Cang. Ling Cang gasped in pain.

Seeing that the bleeding had stopped, Yu Nian took out a piece of white gauze and wrapped it around Ling Cang's right arm. "It's not convenient here. We have to go back quickly and take care of it properly."

Just when Ling Cang was still enjoying Yu Nian's care, he felt his body suddenly floating in the air and subconsciously grabbed Yu Nian's sleeve.

"Master, slow down!"

After Ling Cang treated his wounds and had dinner, Liu An woke up and the five of them gathered together.

"Everyone, tell us what you have discovered, Liu An, starting with you."

"I found this thing." As he said that, Liu An took out a sachet from his arms.

Wang Yang teased, "Brother Liu, this is a romantic encounter!"

Liu An glared at Wang Yang and said, "Friend Ling and I encountered that monster today. It wasn't originally that ferocious. It even tried to flee when it saw us. But we went up to it and chopped something off its body. Then it attacked us like crazy."

Cai Qi seemed to be thinking: "He probably wants to take back this sachet. Maybe this sachet is of special significance to that monster... Let me see it."

The sachet was only about half the size of a palm, and was embroidered with peach blossoms. The stitches were fine and the technique was exquisite, which showed the owner's care.

"They look like tokens of love that girls give to their lovers. Could they be dropped by the monster by the brides that were kidnapped by the monster?" Liu An stretched his head, took a look and said.

"No." Yu Nian shook his head. "That monster went crazy over this sachet, so he must have cherished it very much. How could the owner of the sachet be a bride who was kidnapped so arbitrarily?"

"I agree, but it's getting late today. Let's go out tomorrow and ask around for information about this sachet."

"it is good."

After saying that, Liu An looked at Wang Yang and Cai Qi, "What did you find?"

"We spent some money to find out from the maid who bought the Wen Mansion that more than ten maids have died in the Wen Mansion recently."

"During this period?"

Wang Yang nodded solemnly. "Yes! According to the maid, it started with a maid who fell into the well for unknown reasons. Her body was only discovered after it had swelled up. Then, more than a dozen maids died one after another, each in a different way. This caused panic in the mansion, and everyone said it was a ghost seeking revenge. Perhaps to stabilize people's hearts, the Wen Mansion used money to suppress the news, and quietly bought many maids from the matchmaker to bring back to the mansion to make up the number of people. The maid was worried that she would be the next to suffer, so she was about to leave the Wen Mansion and told me."

Cai Qi muttered in a low voice, "Madam Fan Yao has a mournful look on her face. She is a person who deserves death, but she is fine while many people in this mansion have died."

This really makes people think a lot, even Liu An, who always thought Fan Yao was a good person, was a little shaken.

Could it be that Madam Fan Yao, in order to survive, practiced evil magic and killed so many maids, and out of jealousy, controlled monsters to kidnap the brides?

"Madam Fan Yao's illness is too strange, and the deaths of these maids are even more bizarre." Ling Cang said expressionlessly, "Perhaps, we should investigate the cause of death of these maids."

By investigating the cause of death of the maids and finding out whether they died accidentally or because of other people practicing evil magic, we can determine the direction of many problems.

"I think so too. This afternoon we learned that the Wen family buried the deceased maids in the mountains and forests to the east, which is exactly the cemetery of Wangxiangyi."

"The sky is high and the night is dark, it's just the right time." Ling Cang looked at Wang Yang.

"Let's go." Wang Yang nodded.

"Set off? Wait! Are you going to the cemetery now?!" Liu An looked horrified.

Cai Qi, Ling Cang, and Wang Yang looked at Liu An, who was horrified, and Yu Nian, who was slightly surprised, and nodded in confirmation.

Yu Nian: Digging graves at this hour? You monks really don't have any taboos...