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

Jing Li walked straight from the wooden house on the mountain to the village. After failing to find her way countless times, she finally circulated her spiritual energy.

Strangely enough, she, a practitioner of mystic arts, had an extremely poor sense of direction, especially since she was also skilled in array formations.

But when she casts a spell, she is extremely familiar with the directions.

It can accurately locate the position of each item without any thought.

So Jingli followed her senses and swaggered down the main road in the village with her hands behind her back. As soon as she entered the village, she was surrounded by a menacing aura.

A strange force seemed to have locked onto her, and danger was approaching. The girl's right palm faced upward, her index and middle fingers slightly curled, forming a beautiful hand seal. "Leave!"

The sound was like an abyss containing boundless power, spreading outwards in concentric circles like ripples.

The malevolent aura suddenly dissipated.

"The Qian position corresponds to the northwest."

Jing Li looked up in that direction and suddenly smiled, her bright eyes sparkling like stars in the sunlight.

There's actually a formation?

This world doesn't seem like the world in the original owner's memories... There are even mystical practitioners here.

Unfortunately, this formation seems rather weak on the surface...

She deduced that the villagers were raising and worshipping evil spirits in order to fulfill their own desires.

Ah, but what's even more unexpected is this...

The silent village awakens in the morning glow, smoke curls from the chimneys of each house, the aroma of food wafts through the air, and the faint sounds of roosters crowing and dogs barking can be heard.

The entire village is simple and peaceful, like a self-sufficient paradise.

Jingli stood on the nearest mound of earth, gazing at the towering mountains in the distance. The trees blocked out the sky; this was no paradise on earth, but rather a giant tomb.

As soon as the women who had gone out to work opened their doors, they saw such a pretty young girl and all wanted to go up to her.

She hadn't taken more than a few steps when her husband pulled her back.

"What are you doing?" the man snapped in a low voice.

"A woman! Not from our village, Gouwa's father. We only have Gouwa as a boy." The woman was still eager to make a move, but seeing that other women were about to leave, she immediately became anxious.

The man, holding his wife tightly, looked uneasy, his tone tinged with fear, "She came down from the wooden house on the mountain!"

The woman froze instantly, losing all interest in leaving. She slammed the door shut in terror.

This scene was playing out in every household. Every few steps Jingli took, the sound of doors closing in the courtyards beside her would immediately come, and the faces of the people closing the doors were filled with fear.

Jing Li touched her chin. Was she being disliked?

......

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"Village chief, that woman is coming down..." Wang Ergou rushed into the village chief's house, his forehead covered in a thin layer of sweat because he was in such a hurry. "It's Dazhuang's wife."

Zhang Ronghua has already been cremated. Li Dazhuang, who is currently traveling, has been notified and will be back soon.

"What?" The village chief paused, the smoke from his pipe blurring his face, making it impossible to discern his expression. "She's not dead!"

"Don't worry about her. Although that little girl is a bit strange, she definitely won't be able to leave our village." The village chief put down his pipe and patted Wang Ergou. "Next, the full moon is coming soon, and that's what we need to focus on preparing for."

"Yes!"

When Wang Ergou came out, he saw Nangong Qian and the others just coming out of the room. The moment he saw Nangong Qian, his eyes welled up with tears.

He turned around and begged the village chief to give him the woman.

“No!” The village chief turned around and refused.

Wang Ergouzi asked with a long face, "Why?"

"I gave it to your brother Gao Lin last night."

Wang Ergou was filled with resentment and left unwillingly.

"I'm leaving right now! Humph." Nangong Qian was packing her dark green hiking backpack. "Who wants to be in the same place as you guys? Unlucky!"

She stayed here last night, but she felt like something was spying on her. She's going down the mountain to go back to the capital now.

"Xixi, your aunt said there's a thick fog in the mountains, so we'll have to stay here for a week. Don't be stubborn anymore." Qiao Feng was clearly still a little resentful towards Nangong Xi, but his tone softened in the end.

Nangong Qian got angry when she heard his words. What did he mean by her being temperamental? If he hadn't begged her to come here in the first place, would she have been trapped here? He even promised that she would be safe, but after arriving here, he started scolding her.

If I'd known, she wouldn't have wanted a Ferrari!

Nangong Qian's family is wealthy, but her eldest brother is strict and doesn't allow her to spend money freely.

Qiao Feng invited her to come along, offering her a Ferrari as a condition.

"Stop pretending and act all high and mighty, go be your goddess's lapdog!" Nangong Qian said whatever hurtful things she wanted to say.

Qiao Feng wasn't happy at all after being called a "simp" repeatedly. He started to regret bringing her along, and then, upon closer inspection, it seemed like it was a hint from the goddess?

Qiao Feng subconsciously glanced at Chu Xia by the well, but immediately dismissed the thought. No, no, the two of them didn't get along anyway, so why would the goddess imply that he should bring Qianqian along?

Nangong Qian insisted on leaving, and none of her companions, except for Qiao Feng, cared about her. Only the village chief's wife kept trying to persuade her.

Looking at the village chief's wife's fingers, worn from years of hard work, with black grime under her fingernails, she suppressed her discomfort and subtly avoided touching her.

Last night it was too dark. She knew the environment here wasn't good, but she didn't know it was even dirtier than she had imagined, and she couldn't help but feel a little sad.

I really want to go home...

She resolutely walked out of the courtyard gate, carrying a large bag that looked even wider than herself.

It is better to rely on yourself than others!

The village chief's wife wanted to stop her, but after seeing her husband's expression and the glances from the others, she sighed dramatically and let go.

If she were deliberately obstructing it, it would likely arouse suspicion from others.

The full moon is approaching, and we still need these few people...

That girl will be handled by Da Lin; the old man already gave Da Lin instructions last night.

Nangong Qian hadn't walked far when she was overwhelmed by the weight of her backpack and couldn't breathe. She squatted down in the corner, took out her phone from the backpack, and her eyes suddenly reddened.

This place is terrible, still no signal.

Thinking that her brother had abandoned her, Nangong Qian felt even more aggrieved. The young lady had never suffered such a torment. She hugged her knees and sobbed.

"Huh!" Jing Li peeked out from the corner of the wall.

Nangong Qian was startled.

"What is that?" She held the phone up, her hands protectively covering her chest.

She glanced left and right, and when she saw Jing Li's head, she screamed, "Ah!!!"

Jing Li was startled by her shout and took a few steps back.

It's noisy!

Nangong Qian slowly moved her body, carefully stood up, and didn't forget to drag her large bag. "Are you a human or a ghost?"

She picked up a branch from the ground and pointed it at Jingli.

In her eyes, Jing Li, dressed in white, looked more like a female ghost than anything else, except that she was somewhat pretty.

"Me?" Jing Li pointed to herself, as if thinking, the tuft of hair sticking up on her head making her look a little silly and cute. "I guess... I guess I count them all!"

After all, she had been dead for ten thousand years, but this body was that of a person.

Nangong Qian: "......"

What is she even talking about?! It doesn't count for anything!!!

Just then, a figure flashed by...