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

The girl who had been lying silently on the ground suddenly opened her eyes, her pupils flashing with an eerie red light before disappearing. In just a moment, she sent chills down one's spine, as if it had all been an illusion.

Jing Li raised her injured arm, staring blankly at the wound. She stood up calmly, the stinging pain in her foot making her frown, and memories that didn't belong to her flooded her mind.

She took a few stiff steps, looking around the room. The long white candle stood quietly on the candlestick. The messy bloodstains on the floor had disappeared, and the wound on her arm had stopped bleeding, but the deep, bone-revealing knife wound was still very conspicuous.

Jingli closed her eyes to sort out the jumbled memories in her mind, her fingertips twitching slightly.

Hmm? The spiritual energy in this world is so weak?

So I've been dead for so long...

After a long pause, Jing Li couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Life is really miserable..."

No wonder they used the Soul Devouring Array.

The Soul-Devouring Array, as the name suggests, is not a good thing. It is a kind of evil magic that involves sacrificing oneself to summon evil spirits from the abyss, making a pact with the evil spirits to help the sacrificer fulfill their wishes.

If the attempt fails, countless wandering spirits will devour the souls of the sacrificed person; this method is the most heinous of evil spells.

Jing Li chuckled. "So, you summoned me! I don't know if it's fate or coincidence."

She glanced at the wooden beam on the door, then looked away, standing still to adjust to the body that didn't belong to her.

I never expected it to be such a perfect match.

Her index fingertip glowed slightly, and golden light drew patterns in the air that others couldn't understand. With the last stroke, the golden runes "whooshed" into Jing Li's body, and strands of golden light adhered to the wound.

The wounds, large and small, on his body began to heal visibly, and the golden light disappeared. Only the wound on his arm remained unchanged, and upon closer inspection, golden runes could be seen faintly appearing within it.

"They're here," Jing Li said slowly, a slight smile playing on her lips.

She opened the already broken window and calmly gazed at the group of people in the distance.

The group of people walked and talked.

"what happened?"

"What was that just now?"

"That direction leads to the Qin family's house!"

"A dazzling golden light, could it be..."

"It can't be Old Qin's daughter..."

"..."

A dozen or so people started talking at once, all whispering their guesses.

Everyone looked grim, their minds on edge.

"Shut up, all of you!" The tall man next to the village chief suddenly shouted, interrupting their conversation.

He glanced at the village chief's face before slowly speaking, "Our village is a sanctuary. Have you forgotten who is protecting you?"

The man spoke harshly, “Anyone who speaks wildly and spreads rumors will be thrown out of the village and never allowed to return.”

After he finished speaking, everyone exchanged glances, their eyes filled with boundless fear, and dared not utter a sound.

Driving them out of the village is no different from letting them die.

Everyone knows what's going to happen outside the village...

Even Aunt Zhang, who had been making a fuss all along, didn't dare to urge them anymore.

The atmosphere froze instantly, with only the creaking sound of footsteps on dead wood.

Seeing that no one was making wild guesses anymore, the village chief's livid face softened a bit. He took on the role of the "good cop" and said in a more conciliatory tone, "We are all villagers of Hehuan Village. Only by uniting can the village chief go further. I don't want anyone to bring up anything or anyone that is detrimental to the village's stable development. Of course, as long as everyone abides by the village rules, you will get what you want."

The village chief gave them a dressing down, and the villagers behind him seemed to have thought of something and abandoned their own ideas.

"what!!!!"

Wang Ergou, with his sharp eyes, noticed the situation ahead again. He seemed to have seen something terrifying, his face turned pale, and he was so frightened that the beam of his flashlight shone wildly in all directions.

"A ghost! There's a ghost..."

He pointed at the wooden house and backed away, trembling.

"Where is the ghost? Ah! Where..." Aunt Zhang was startled and trembled as she shrank into the middle of the crowd, but she was too fat to be completely hidden in the crowd.

The sudden scream startled everyone. The tall man reacted the fastest, raising his flashlight to shine on the wooden house. When he saw the scene there, his pupils suddenly contracted.

My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of my chest.

The wooden house was dilapidated, with waist-high weeds growing in front of the door, making the entrance almost invisible. Dim candlelight flickered through the cracks in the house, almost completely fading away. A white figure stood at the window, appearing and disappearing in the candlelight.

In the stillness of the night, anyone who witnessed such a scene would feel a chill run down their spine.

"A ghost!!" Someone who followed the flashlight looked over was so frightened that they collapsed to the ground.

"Old Qin's daughter is here for revenge... Run..." the timid man muttered in a daze. He tried to run backwards in a panic, but was grabbed by the tall man.

"He's a human! Not a ghost! Whoever speaks recklessly, I'll kill him!"

The frightened villagers calmed down immediately. Seeing that the village chief showed no sign of moving, they could only suppress their trembling legs and stand there, trying to appear calm.

The village chief squinted and carefully examined the window over there.

Jing Li stood motionless at the window. If it weren't for the long, thin shadow behind her, she would really look like a living demon.

Her face was almost transparently white from the bloodletting, her long, jet-black hair was disheveled on both sides, and her eyes were devoid of any emotion as she calmly looked at them.

Aunt Zhang Er also peeked out from the side, trembling, and mustered her courage to look over.

She recognized Jing Li at a glance.

She was instantly enraged, her previous fear vanishing in an instant. "Fine! I thought it was some kind of trickery to deceive this old woman, but it turns out it's you, you little slut!"

"Village chief, this is Dazhuang's wife. Everyone, you have to help me catch her!"

Aunt Zhang was the first to rush out. She would recognize this little vixen even if she were ashes. She had spent 50,000 silver dollars to buy her back, intending to use her to help her husband, Dazhuang, have a son.

Fifty thousand yuan!

Her life savings.

"Village chief, something's not right..." the tall man whispered in the village chief's ear.

The village chief waved his hand, "Never mind that for now, arrest her first."

"Ah."

The tall man, with a few Chinese characters trailing behind him, chased after them, saying, "Go."

The village chief looked at Jing Li suspiciously.

The girl did not seem flustered or anxious as they rushed over; she remained standing there motionless, as if quietly waiting for them to arrive.

The villagers who ran fast soon arrived at the door of the house. After seeing that there was indeed a person inside, they slowly exhaled a big breath.

They exchanged a glance, seemingly wary of the wooden house, and showed no intention of going inside.

The tall man walked to the only window of the small house, his eyes filled with impatience, and threatened, "Are you going to come out on your own, or are we going to drag you out? If we do, you'll be in big trouble. I advise you to be sensible."

The girl finally reacted, turning her head to look at him. "Threatening me?"

Her tone was as calm as a straight line, devoid of any emotion, and her once beautiful eyes now appeared somewhat sinister.

The candlelight inside the house was slowly fading, and the atmosphere around the house was becoming increasingly eerie...