Shocking! The master of metaphysics is actually the ancestor of ghosts and monsters!

"boom-"

The violent impact stunned even the frenzied villagers for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, a series of clanging and clattering sounds rang out.

"puff-"

Wang Ergou slammed against the wall, his eyes glazed over. He coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, then began screaming and going berserk, "I'm going to kill this woman! Kill her! Kill her!"

"Noisy!"

Jing Li slowly walked towards Wang Ergou, stepping lightly on his chest. Despite the seemingly gentle movement, Wang Ergou was horrified to find himself unable to move. She slowly bent down, her flippant tone sending chills down one's spine.

"If you keep making noise, I'll pull out your tongue."

Wang Ergou felt an immense sense of oppression up close, his screams abruptly stopped, and he regained much of his composure in fear.

Their arrogant attitude vanished.

Even Nangong Qian, who was following closely behind Jing Li, was startled. The boss had been terrifying just now. She had always thought Jing Li was good-natured and easygoing towards her...

A sudden jolt reminded her of Qiao Feng. She had been terrified earlier and hadn't had time to care about her second cousin. Now, looking at him, she was filled with shock.

Qiao Feng's forehead was covered in blood. The villagers, who looked like ruthless bandits, were staring at them like wild beasts ready to pounce at any moment.

Through the gap, one could vaguely see that Qiao Feng was being strangled with a stick, his face ashen, struggling to breathe.

Yu Manwen was also dragged out; her condition was not good, and it was unclear whether the blood on her body was her own or Qiao Feng's.

"Second cousin!" Nangong Qian no longer cared about her own safety. In her panic, she looked around and cleverly spotted the wood-chopping knife in Wang Ergou's hand.

Wang Ergou was suppressed and could only watch helplessly as Nangong Qian snatched his knife and even kicked him in the head in a bullying manner.

He casually uttered the word "idiot."

Jing Li frowned almost imperceptibly.

Wang Ergou couldn't speak, so he could only shrink back. He didn't want to die. This strange woman was indeed no ordinary person. Thinking about it carefully, why did he impulsively rush forward?

Nangong Qian held the wood-chopping knife upright in front of her chest, swallowed hard, but her cool demeanor lasted only three seconds before she was trembling under the watchful eyes of the surrounding villagers.

What should we do? Should we rush in? Will we end up getting killed along with my second cousin?

Or maybe we should ask an expert for help!

"Ah!" Yu Manwen bit the villager's arm, and the villager, in pain, immediately released his grip on her arm.

Just as Yu Manwen was about to rush out, she was slapped several times.

Seeing this, Nangong Qian's anger ignited her reason. "To hell with this bullshit, feeding the enemy, hitting a woman! A bunch of beasts!"

Qiao Feng's eyes were bloodshot, and he used all his strength to pull at the stick around his neck.

Just as Nangong Qian was about to rush forward recklessly, she was pulled back. Jing Li glanced at her casually and said indifferently, "They won't die for now."

Nangong Qian's tense mind snapped instantly. She was afraid and terrified. These inexplicable and bizarre things were beyond her comprehension.

Her extreme patience and two days of restless sleep were almost driving her to a mental breakdown. Tears suddenly streamed down her face. "Boss, please save my second cousin and Yu Manwen. They're not bad people."

"Please, please." The stunningly beautiful woman cried weakly, her voice choked with sobs.

Jingli was stunned by her crying.

This little girl is such a hassle; what am I going to do if she doesn't know how to comfort people...?

That's all...

At that moment, the village chief's eyes became even more crazed, as if controlled by a mysterious force, and he roared, "Kill that woman!!"

The villagers gathered around Qiao Feng were like controlled puppets, carrying out the village chief's orders one after another.

If some people retained their rationality at the beginning, the black pupils now overflowing from their eyes clearly indicate that they are not normal.

"Qin Ruolan." Jing Li kicked Wang Ergou away and looked up at the void, saying, "It's your turn."

A golden light, mixed with streaks of red light, pierced through the black mist and flowed into Qin Ruolan's body. Qin Ruolan felt the shackles that were suppressing her body shatter instantly, and her power surged.

The temperature in the air dropped rapidly, and suddenly, faint red shadows appeared behind the villagers who were holding Qiao Feng.

Yu Manwen, who possessed psychic abilities, felt a dull pain in her head. She only managed to probe for a few seconds before fainting. She was too weak to establish a soul connection.

Spiritual communication is a skill that only powerful sorcerers can master to control and communicate with ghosts.

Countless pale fingers rested on the shoulders of the villagers; they were all women who had died tragically. Their eyes were filled with blood and tears, and their mouths were pulled back to their ears, revealing a ferocious expression.

The screams and wails were deafening, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

Qiao Feng managed to escape control, quickly climbed over to Yu Manwen, and carried her towards Nangong Qian.

Extreme panic made him lose his balance and almost fall, but Nangong Qian quickly ran over and pulled him out.

“Sisi, the people in this village have gone mad. The bronze man has controlled them. They will kill us. The scene from my dream has come true.”

Qiao Feng looked anxious, his face swollen, and he spoke in a slurred and hurried manner.

Nangong Qian breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Qiao Feng was out of danger, but her heart jumped into her throat again after hearing Qiao Feng's words.

"What bronze figure? What have you discovered?!"

"The bronze statue that the village chief's house worships has moving eyes. After I escaped, I had a dream in which we all died. It was the bronze statue that controlled all the villagers and killed us." Qiao Feng's pupils shrank, and his voice trembled uncontrollably, as if he could feel the bronze statue looking at him with a strange gaze.

Nangong Qian was probably frightened. Her face was long and tears were falling uncontrollably. "Second cousin, it's all your fault. I will definitely make my eldest brother teach you a lesson when we get back."

Although her tone was accusatory, she was more worried and afraid, anxiously seeking help from Jing Li: "Boss..." Nangong Qian turned her head and found that Jing Li was gone.

Upon closer inspection, even my heart skipped a beat.

Qin Ruolan stood quietly beside them, her green eyes filled with malice as she looked at them. Just when Nangong Qian thought she was going to pounce on them, Qin Ruolan silently looked away.

He then set his sights on two shadows hidden in the darkness.

One of the figures inside seemed to be sobbing.

The next second, he was dragged out by another figure.

Once they came out, their faces became clearer; the one being dragged was the village chief who had just given the orders.

He had just seen the ghost of someone who died with unresolved grievances haunting the villagers. He was about to take out the small bronze figure given to him by the Bronze God to deal with the female ghost when Jing Li suddenly appeared and dislocated both of his arms, leaving them limp and hanging at his sides.

At this moment, he was shouting, "Hahahaha... The Bronze God is on our side! You all must die! All of you must die!!!"

The village chief's almost manic expression contorted his face, and he couldn't stop laughing wildly.

Jingli impatiently grabbed his collar and dragged him through the chaotic battle between humans and ghosts. During the battle, some villagers or female ghosts who didn't know what was good for them attacked, but she rewarded them with a scorching aroma. In short, they were burned by the golden light.

The village chief lay flat on the ground like a dead fish, leaving drag marks, his eyes filled with resentment.

He said viciously, "The Bronze God will not let you go. I will kill you."

Jing Li turned around and made a "shh" gesture. "Be quiet, or I might end your stolen life prematurely."

Her calm, unwavering gaze immediately captivated the village chief. After a long while, he slowly spoke: "The Bronze God will make you obey."

"Great! I'm taking you to find it."

Jing Li's tone was much lighter, as if she was very interested.

Two little mice are playing hide-and-seek!