Quick Transmigration: The Beautiful Host Wants to Have Both Love and Career

Yun Rancang seemed exceptionally excited. She quickly packed her belongings and paced back and forth in the room, eagerly anticipating the upcoming exploration.

Yun Suisi remained calm and composed. He checked the information he had collected about coffin patterns again to ensure that he had not missed any important clues.

Jun Lique organized his equipment, his face also filled with anticipation.

After everything was ready, the four of them set off together.

As I walked along the path to my destination, sunlight filtered through the leaves, creating patches of dappled light.

A gentle breeze swept by, bringing a touch of coolness.

Yun Rancang took out his phone and tried to search the nearby area, but the screen was blank and there was no useful information.

"Brother, there's no information about this area on the map."

Yun Suisi's expression showed no surprise; he calmly said:

"That's right."

If it's easily found on a map, then it's not the place we're going to.

Too many secrets and dangers are hidden here; we must be extremely careful.

Li Qinglan inquired about the patterns on the coffin.

"Young Master Yun, what information did you find?"

What's so special about the patterns on that coffin?

Yun Suisi smiled slightly and patiently replied:

“I discovered that the patterns seemed to be related to the story of this place.”

In that cursed, dark land, there is a village called "Shameless Village".

This place seems to have been forgotten by the god of darkness, shrouded in thick, inky fog year-round, with the air thick with the stench of decay and despair.

Once upon a time, an extremely evil black-robed wizard descended upon Blood Shadow Village.

His eyes gleamed with greed and madness.

In order to open the gate to the demon world and obtain that world-destroying power, he carried out a horrific blood sacrifice on the night of the blood moon.

The innocent villagers were cruelly dragged onto the altar.

The wizard brandished his blood-stained blade, frantically slashing at their bodies, blood gushing out like a fountain, converging into a terrifying river of blood.

The piercing screams echoed throughout the village, and desperate souls twisted in agony.

With the blood sacrifice completed, a group of terrifying vengeful spirits were summoned from the depths of hell.

These vengeful ghosts reeked of decay and death; their bodies were mangled, revealing bare white bones and wounds oozing black pus.

The eyes of the vengeful spirits gleamed with a blood-red light, like burning hellfire.

They ravaged the village, destroying houses and cruelly tearing people apart wherever they went.

Limbs flew everywhere, internal organs were scattered all over the ground, and blood stained the entire village red.

The villagers were plunged into endless fear and despair, living under the shadow of a vengeful ghost every day.

The village had become a living hell, filled with mutilated corpses and painful groans.

To save Blood Shadow Village, the village's bravest warriors and wisest men formed a suicide squad and embarked on a perilous journey to find a way to suppress the evil spirits.

They traversed swamps filled with poisonous gas, climbed steep cliffs, and engaged in fierce battles with all sorts of evil creatures.

Finally, in a forgotten ancient tomb, they found a magical tome that exuded an evil aura.

Ancient books record an extremely terrifying method of suppression—using ten-thousand-year-old blood sandalwood that grows in mass graves to make coffins.

They also carved mysterious patterns on the coffin, composed of the blood of vengeful spirits, the bones of demons, and cursed runes, which could seal the vengeful spirits within.

In local folklore, there is one version of the story.

To completely suppress the evil spirit, the blood of seven virgins born on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month must be collected at a specific time and smeared on the coffin.

The villagers searched far and wide for someone who met the criteria, a process filled with pain and struggle.

The village artisans began building coffins in extreme fear.

With each stroke of the knife, one could almost hear the furious roar of a vengeful ghost.

When the coffin was completed, the patterns on it seemed to writhe as if they were alive, emitting a nauseating, bloody stench.

The villagers placed the horrifying coffin in the center of the village.

On a night when blood rained down, the square in the center of the village was filled with offerings made from the hearts of living people.

The high priest chanted ancient and evil incantations, and the vengeful spirits were forcibly sucked into the coffin in extreme agony.

As the last vengeful ghost was sealed away, the patterns on the coffin burst forth with intense blood-red light, as if to devour the entire world.

However, since then, although the villagers of Blood Shadow Village have temporarily escaped the attacks of the vengeful ghosts, they have always lived in fear.

According to legend, if someone accidentally damages the patterns on the coffin or approaches it with malicious intent, the vengeful spirits will be released again, bringing an even more terrifying and bloody massacre.

The coffin, carved with terrifying patterns, stood like a bomb that could explode at any moment in the center of the village, casting a shadow of death over the entire village.

The slightest disturbance could send shivers down the villagers' spines; they had no idea what terrifying fate awaited them next.

Yun Suisi's words seemed to drift away with the wind: "Coincidentally, just like the rumors, there is also a coffin in the center of this village, and the people here are very afraid of coffins."

Yun Rancang stopped and looked at Yun Suisi, asking:

"According to your words, the villagers should believe that the legend is true."

I'm really curious, what exactly happened to that cursed place?

Yun Suisi lowered his head slightly and slowly spoke:

"Later, for some reason, the legend became more and more famous."

Some curious and adventurous explorers, after hearing about this mysterious and terrifying legend, even came to this place.

They had various motives: some sought thrills, some explored the unknown, and some sought to uncover the truth behind the legends.

However, their arrival brought even more chaos and trouble to this already turbulent place.

The people here are constantly disturbed, living in fear and anxiety every day, terrified that the explorers might accidentally break some taboo and trigger an even more terrible disaster.

So, after discussion, they decided to change their name in an attempt to escape this terrible legend.

Yun Suisi paused, and the surrounding air seemed to grow even heavier because of his words.

"Call……"

"We've arrived at Mercy Village—"

Jun Li Que pointed ahead, his voice sounding particularly abrupt in the oppressive air.

Everyone's eyes turned to look in the direction Jun Li Que was pointing.

At that moment, time seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand, and the air seemed to solidify, becoming so heavy that it was almost impossible to breathe.

In a hazy mist as black as ink and as heavy as death, a dilapidated road sign, seemingly weathered by a thousand years of time, appeared and disappeared.

The road sign looked like a terrifying relic accidentally thrown into the human world from the depths of hell.

The weathered wood surface is covered with cracks and mottled marks like the claw marks of a demon.

Each crack seems to tell a story of a forgotten history filled with bloodshed and despair.

The words "Merciful Village" were vaguely written above, the characters crooked and twisted as if distorted by evil magic, exuding an eerie aura.

However, the name did not match their expectations of a place full of terror and evil at all; instead, it gave people an even more sinister feeling.

That seemingly peaceful name is like a huge, malicious lie.

It conceals endless darkness and terror, like a trap carefully laid by a demon, waiting for innocent souls to step into it.