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

In another villager's home, Chu Xia was weakly coughing up blood, her face pale and unrecognizable. She had already expended a lot of spiritual energy to forcibly suppress the evil aura. Although she had recovered somewhat by borrowing the power of the ice stone, the bloodthirsty aura in her heart was showing signs of breaking free from its cage.

Footsteps came from outside the door, followed by the sound of the door opening.

"Squeak!"

The sound of the old door opening was particularly jarring.

Chu Xia frowned, wanting to say something, but the next second, a sudden pain swept over her heart, as if something was crushing her bones, and she collapsed onto the bed.

"Xiao Chu." Zhao Yanchen came in from outside the door, carrying a bowl of black soup that was steaming hot and looked very hot.

He hurriedly put down his bowl and went to check on Chu Xia, who was curled up on the bed.

"Is the evil energy backfiring again?" Zhao Yanchen's cold face was full of worry. He skillfully took out a jade tablet and said to her, "Xiao Chu, I have another jade tablet here. The spiritual power inside is enough for you to suppress it for a while."

He then slipped the jade pendant into Chu Xia's hand.

Chu Xia's eyes flashed with anger, and in an instant, she smashed the jade pendant to pieces. "Get out."

Zhao Yanchen stared blankly at the shattered jade tablet, unsure of what to say.

half an hour.

As the initial frenzy of early summer gradually subsided, she looked at the shattered jade pendant on the ground, feeling deeply guilty. She opened her mouth, hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke, "Achen, I just..."

"It's alright." Zhao Yanchen gently stroked her head and comforted her, "Your evil aura has become stronger again, I don't blame you."

There was no blame in his eyes, only reassurance.

This made Chu Xia feel even more guilty and embarrassed.

Ah Chen knew all about her bad side...

“Xiao Chu, I didn’t expect there to be such a powerful evil spirit in this village. Now that you’ve exhausted your spiritual power, the malevolent energy is surging even more fiercely.” Zhao Yanchen paused for a moment. “If we don’t get that magic artifact this time, I’m afraid your body won’t be able to withstand it.”

"Mmm." Chu Xia lowered her eyelids, and the sunlight from the window shone on her face, casting small shadows.

She knew, of course, that the malevolent energy was having a deeper and deeper influence on her, and sometimes she even wondered if this was just her original personality.

Thinking about her current mental state, she was terrified by this silent influence.

Will she eventually become a complete monster? An evil spirit?

It's all that strange bastard's fault. If it weren't for her, I might still be able to get the magic weapon. When she was fighting with the bronze man, the silver bell that her master gave her reacted.

That direction points to the location of the village chief's outbuilding.

She needs to go again to get that thing.

......

......

At the entrance of the village.

The villagers who fled last night were trying to escape down the mountain before dawn, but they were all blocked at the village entrance.

They were all handcuffed, and a group of people in police uniforms were escorting them.

One of the policemen, who looked upright and stern, walked up to Nangong Qinghe and spoke very politely:

"Captain Nangong, thank you for your timely notification. We will take these bastards down the mountain and deal with them according to the law."

Nangong Qinghe nodded, her tone both polite and distant, "Trouble."

“No trouble at all, no trouble at all, this is our duty,” the burly policeman replied with a smile.

"They just confessed that they killed all the missing girls. Superstition is harmful! Desire has clouded their judgment. If sacrifices can produce sons, then everyone in the world will have sons."

Nangong Qinghe remained indifferent, merely nodding politely upon hearing this.

Special departments are inaccessible to unimportant individuals.

Therefore, the tough policeman was unaware of the unusual things happening in this world.

Nangong Qinghe's true identity is highly respected. The tough policeman had the opportunity to meet Nangong Qinghe once. He didn't understand why so many people respected him, after all, he was just a small captain, and his rank was even the same as his own.

But being in officialdom, everyone knows what's going on. He simply believed that Nangong Qinghe had powerful connections.

"Ghosts! There really are ghosts! Why don't you believe me when I tell you!" A villager shouted incoherently.

"What's going on!" the burly man roared in that direction, then turned to Nangong Qinghe and gestured, "Captain Nangong, I'll go take a look. I won't bother you here."

Nangong Qinghe nodded slightly.

"please."

The stern-looking policeman immediately went over. "What's wrong?"

"Captain Gao, he keeps shouting and can't be controlled." The young policeman stood there with a conflicted expression when he saw Gao Lin coming over, not knowing what to do.

Even if a prisoner is convicted, he or she still has human rights, and they cannot act arbitrarily.

The crazed villager continued to resist, cursing, shouting, and even resorting to violence.

Gao Lin kicked him, saying, "Behave yourself, or I'll beat you to death."

The shout startled Qian Rui the first. He looked over and saw that the captain seemed like he should have done it sooner. He thought the captain was good and that he was on the same page as the captain.

Gao Lin glanced at him and said, "Isn't that enough?"

The young policeman immediately understood, but he was still terrified. "Captain, but he said there are ghosts... following me and they'll kill me."

He stammered, his head bowed, not daring to look Gao Lin in the eye.

"Huh? What kind of police officer are you? How can you believe in superstition!" Gao Lin scolded him, deliberately speaking loudly so that others could hear him. "Let me tell you, as soldiers of the country, you should be even less superstitious. Anyone who talks nonsense will be punished."

Then he loudly warned, "Could it be that some people have also believed the nonsense about sacrifices bringing sons? I'm telling you, believe in science, there are no ghosts in the world!"

Upon hearing this, the other police officers who were holding the villagers all lowered their heads, feeling extremely ashamed.

Meanwhile, the people on Nangong Qinghe's side had strange expressions.

Hey!

But ghosts really do exist in this world!

But they dared not say it, much less could they say it...

Before long, the villagers were led down the mountain by the police. As for whether they would go to jail or face the death penalty, that was none of their concern...

Their next task was to figure out how to deal with the vengeful spirits in the village.

Judging from the captain's appearance, it was unclear whether he intended to execute him outright or had other plans. After this incident, no one dared to question his decision.

After all, they just got slapped in the face!

Nangong Qinghe led the group toward the village. Suddenly, the clear sky was covered with dark clouds, and a cold wind rose. It was as if they had entered another mysterious world.

A chill rose from the soles of my feet, and gradually, it spread throughout my body...