Chapter Seventy-Two Strange Illness

That's true. Someone who can afford to hire a late-stage Blood Refinement martial artist like Bai Sanren as a bodyguard must be quite well-off.

Moreover, I am currently lacking Yuan Power and really need the Xuan Yin Stone to replenish it... Han Yi's thoughts raced through his mind.

Han Yi no longer stood on ceremony, accepted the Xuan Yin Stone, and put it in his pocket.

He had just cobbled together a shirt from his tattered clothes.

"Alright, this mission is complete. Let's go back, turn in the mission, and collect our rewards!"

After examining the area and finding nothing unusual, Bai Sanren stood up and said...

"No, we haven't gone to check out the cemetery in Dazhuang Village yet!"

Qianxue bit her fingertip, her voice suddenly rising.

"My dear aunt, what if there's danger again? You're already injured..."

Bai Sanren smacked his lips and said irritably.

“I’m not a child anymore. Every time there’s danger, you make me go back. What kind of training is that?”

"Besides, my injuries have long since healed..."

Qianxue waved Bai Zhe's arm, which had only a shallow bloodstain on it.

The self-healing ability of a Bone Refining stage martial artist, combined with the 'Hemostatic Powder' produced by the Crimson Flame Sect, produces excellent results.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Qianxue, Bai Sanren gave Han Yi a wink.

“I feel that now is the best time to explore the burial site in Dazhuang Village…” Bai Sanren thought that Han Yi could help persuade Qianxue, but unexpectedly, he said such a thing.

It wasn't that Han Yi had any selfish motives or wanted to increase the rewards for completing the mission; he was just curious to see if he could find out the reason for the wild dog's mutation.

Previously, the village head of Dazhuang Village had led the militia to patrol the burial grounds, and the only danger they encountered was this group of mutated wild dogs.

Now that the pack of stray dogs has been cleared out and the biggest threat has been eliminated, it is indeed a good opportunity to investigate.

He was considering whether or not to bring up the idea, since one of his companions had been injured.

Unexpectedly, Qianxue's viewpoint coincided with her own...

Bai Sanren rubbed his forehead, pointed with his finger, and seeing that he couldn't persuade the two of them, said helplessly, "Go, fine, but this time you'll follow my orders. If I say retreat, we'll leave immediately!"

Han Yi and Qianxue nodded in agreement. *Waaah!*

Following the forest path, just as we emerged from the grove, a dilapidated, chaotic graveyard came into view.

Even though the sun is high in the sky and it's the hottest time of day, the sudden gust of cold wind rising from the grave mounds feels bone-chillingly cold.

The land seemed to be very fertile. The locust trees around the mass grave were exceptionally tall, their thick trunks so large that even three adult men together could not encircle them, and their leaves swayed wildly in the eerie wind like ghostly claws.

Inside the cemetery, there were scattered skeletons and broken coffins, and on a collapsed tombstone, there were even yellow stains of what looked like stray dog ​​excrement.

The collapsed tombstone seems to be quite old, covered with moss the size of elm seeds in a bluish-black color. The surface shows signs of wind and rain, and is pitted and uneven. The inscription is long blurred and illegible, and the only recognizable part is that the deceased's surname was Liu.

"Oh dear!" Qianxue exclaimed. As she walked, she kicked a skull, next to which was a deep pit dug by wild dogs and a straw mat.

"These stray dogs deserve to die!"

Bai Sanren, who valued the concept of "respecting the land and the dead" above all else, couldn't help but curse upon seeing this scene.

The three of them walked around the mass grave for a long time, but found nothing except for the signs of destruction left by wild dogs.

Of course, Han Yi did not forget to scan with the system, but apart from a few crows, snakes and insects, he did not see anything else unusual.

Oh, and there's also a 'manifestation talisman'.

Han Yi thought of something.

Bai Sanren bought three cards, used two, and has one left with Han Yi.

Hiss, hiss

After the 'Exorcism Talisman' was activated, wisps of green smoke rose. There was indeed something wrong here. Han Yi's eyes narrowed as his face turned slightly pale.

The wisps of smoke swirled around the talisman, drifting in one direction.

The "manifestation talisman" can detect the direction of the surrounding yin energy.

The three of them walked in the direction indicated by the wisp of green smoke. Before long, they reached the edge of the mass grave, where the smoke stopped and remained still.

Here, a somewhat brand-new coffin lid lay smashed in the ground, and several coffin logs were scattered haphazardly around, bearing some bite marks.

There were also a few black weeds growing nearby, their leaves resembling human heads.

"That's a 'ghost lantern,' which only grows in damp, yin-heavy places."

Bai Sanren squatted down and examined everything around him.

“This is a new grave. Look at the soil here, and the marks of shovels digging the soil. It must have been made not long ago.”

He drew his conclusion with absolute certainty.

"Old man Bai, do you need to tell me? Isn't there a tombstone here?" Qianxue rolled her eyes.

"Oh, I didn't notice..."

Bai Sanren chuckled and stroked his beard.

"Zhang Li, a resident of Dazhuang Village during the Great Xuan Dynasty, died in..."

Han Yi read out the words on the tombstone, one word at a time.

Dazhuang Village, Li Zhangshi?

If a woman surnamed Zhang marries a man surnamed Li, she would be formally addressed as "Li Zhang Shi" to indicate that she is a wife of the Li family.

A few days ago, Old Li's wife from the village went to Anyan City, caught a cold on the way, and died on the way back...

Han Yi suddenly remembered what the village chief of Dazhuang Village had said before. "The date matches..." He murmured to himself, looking at the birth and death dates recorded on the tombstone.

"Han boy, what are you daydreaming about?"

"I'm wondering if this grave belongs to that middle-aged woman in the woods..."

"Just move the coffin lid!"

After experiencing a series of events, Qianxue seemed to have become much bolder.

"No rush... let me think about it..."

Bai Sanren stared at the blue smoke rising from the 'Manifestation Talisman'.

He held the "Exorcism Talisman" near the tomb, probing left and right, but the smoke remained very faint, just a wisp of smoke.

"Go ahead and drive it, there shouldn't be any major problems."

No one made a sound

Han Yi looked left and right and found that Bai Sanren and Qianxue were both watching him.

His lips twitched. He understood. He would still have to do all the dirty work and chores himself, since his Xuan Tie sword was convenient for digging!

Swish!

With the Xuan Tie sword drawn, Han Yi casually swung it, sending a cloud of dirt flying and revealing the complete coffin.

Strangely, although the coffin was dug out by wild dogs, the coffin lid was still tightly closed on top.

Could it be that I guessed wrong, and the source of the wild dog's mutation has nothing to do with the strange disease that A-Qiu mentioned?

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