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

Nangong Qian became more and more frightened as she thought about it. She wanted to get up and move closer to Jing Li, but found that her body was stiff. She wanted to move but couldn't move her feet, and she couldn't make a sound.

The girl gently patted her with her palm, and the feeling of suffocation suddenly disappeared. She jumped off the stone block, crying out, "Help!"

The moment she jumped off the stone pier, she felt a sense of lightness throughout her body, and even her breathing became much easier.

Something had been bothering her just now, just like that eerie feeling from last night.

If there was any doubt about Jing Li's words just now, they are now completely believed.

She clung to Jingli's arm in terror, "W-what happened?!"

They clearly regarded Jing Li as their backbone.

"You've sat on someone's head, no wonder they're angry." Jing Li grabbed Nangong Qian by the back of her collar, trying to pull her away, but found that she was holding on very tightly, so she simply gave up.

After examining the terrain, I realized it was a low point, located in the north of the formation, which was considered an unfavorable location. No wonder they sealed their heads here.

"What?" Nangong Qian looked around in surprise and realized that she had just sat on a stone stool.

Terrified, she clung even tighter to Jingli's arm, cowering behind him as she asked, "Is it... is it that evil spirit?"

"Yes and no."

"Will it come out and bother me...me? I...I, should we have a ritual performed?" In their wealthy social circle, performing rituals and consulting feng shui are still common practices.

"No need, it can't come out for now."

Hearing Jing Li say this, Nangong Qian's tense emotions eased a little, and she loosened her grip on Jing Li's wrist.

“But who knows what will happen in a few days.” Jing Li took the opportunity to pull Nangong Qian down.

"!!!"

Nangong Qian felt a chill run down her spine. Couldn't she just finish what she was saying all at once?

"Let's go there first," Jingli pointed in a direction.

"The village chief's house is over there." Nangong Qian looked in that direction.

"Ah."

Nangong Qian's face was full of reluctance; she didn't want to go to the village chief's house at all, but after what had just happened, she didn't want to be alone even more.

He obediently followed behind Jing Li.

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At this time, the village chief was at home.

In early summer, Zhao Yanchen and Qiao Feng went out under the pretext of visiting the village. Qiao Feng lay listlessly on a chair in the courtyard, basking in the sun. Yu Manwen, a girl who didn't speak, lowered her head and tried to minimize her presence.

Many people passed by outside the courtyard, their eyes occasionally glancing at them.

Qiao Feng was still thinking about Nangong Qian, and the fact that Chu Xia barely responded to him made him feel very frustrated.

The village chief's wife, Zhou Hua, was still as enthusiastic as ever.

She was very satisfied with the prey.

She was called into the inner room by the village chief. Gao Lin was also inside, looking unwell, his expression shifting between fear and anger.

Zhou Hua asked in confusion, "What about the little girl?"

At this point, Gao Lin's anger flared, and his voice rose considerably, "She ran away, and that strange woman was with her!"

"Keep your voice down." Zhou Hua slapped him on the head, glanced suspiciously at the courtyard outside, and seeing that no one outside had noticed them, continued, "What strange woman?"

The terrifying image of the female ghost from last night was still imprinted in Gao Lin's mind, and he stammered without answering.

If he hadn't been frightened last night, he wouldn't have been afraid of a frail young girl.

The village chief, puffing on his pipe, sat cross-legged on the bed and explained in a somber tone, "She stayed in the wooden cabin on the mountain all night."

Zhou Hua immediately understood and blurted out in fright, "Is Old Qin's daughter possessing her? Could she be coming for revenge...?"

Gao Lin was startled by what he heard.

“Woman, don’t speak carelessly. We are protected by the Bronze God.” The village chief tapped his pipe on the armrest table beside the bed, his tone very serious.

Mentioning the Bronze God, Zhou Hua solemnly replied, "Yes!"

Inside the room, smoke filled the air. The village chief took puffs of his cigarette, his expression thoughtful, and it was impossible to guess what he was thinking. "Dalin, tonight, take a few men, take the bronze mirror bestowed by the Bronze God, and find an opportunity to kill that woman."

Gao Lin frowned, hesitating.

"What? Scared? Then how do you plan to become the next village chief!" The village chief couldn't stand his useless appearance and scolded him sternly.

"I'll go out and arrange for people right now!" Thinking about becoming the village chief in the future, Gao Lin raised his head, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

"That's more like it." He glanced at his pipe. "Go on!"

"Yes."

Wait for Gao Lin to leave.

Zhou Huacai spoke, "Old man, are you really going to give the position of village chief to Dalin?"

The village chief's family has no sons, and no descendants at all.

“How about we go pray to the Bronze God this year when the baby is a month old, and ask him to grant us a son? Many families already have one…” Zhou Hua hesitated, unsure of what to do.

Every time this topic comes up, I get scolded by the old man.

The village chief paused in his smoking, but did not refute as usual.

Seeing that things were looking promising, Zhou Hua continued, "Anyway, there are plenty of girls this year, so we'll just go for the one from outside."

Zhou Hua looked up and gestured to Yu Manwen in the courtyard.

"I'll think about it..."

After receiving a satisfactory answer, Zhou Hua walked out of the inner room with a smile, lit four incense sticks in front of the bronze figure on the long table, and kowtowed respectfully.

The smoke from the burning incense and candles, which should have dispersed, was instead drawn in by a suction force, falling onto the bronze doll's body and disappearing.

"Aunt Zhou, what are you praying for?" Qiao Feng walked into the main room from the courtyard. He wanted to come in to find his cell phone in his bag and see if the signal had been restored.

If he recovers, give Xixi a call; he's a little worried.

Upon entering, one notices that Aunt Zhou is kneeling on the ground, kowtowing to what appears to be a figurine on the long table.

What's so interesting about this? Is it just a village custom?

Out of curiosity, he asked.

After respectfully kowtowing four times, Zhou Hua stood up and expressed his displeasure at the young man who had interrupted his worship, saying, "Before the bronze god, one must show respect!"

She wore a displeased expression.

"Bronze God? Isn't this a figurine? It looks pretty good, very lifelike." He smiled and examined it closely.

Zhou Hua didn't want to explain too much to him. Thinking that he was still useful, she put on a smile again, gave a few instructions, and left.

As I was leaving, I ran into Yu Manwen.

She laughed even more enthusiastically, causing the quiet girl to lower her head even further.

Yu Manwen nodded politely and distantly, then jogged into the main room, wanting to say something to Qiao Feng. Upon seeing the bronze doll, her face turned deathly pale, and her body trembled.

Qiao Feng, who was still observing the bronze doll, also noticed her unusual behavior and placed his hand on her forehead. "Are you feeling unwell? Do you have a fever?"

Yu Manwen pulled his arm and made him lower his head, whispering, "Three gods and four ghosts, there are four incense sticks over there."

If you listen carefully, you can hear that her voice is trembling slightly.

"Manwen, what nonsense are you talking about? It's just a figurine, don't get the wrong idea!" Qiao Feng was oblivious and didn't care what she said.

But as he was talking, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that the bronze figure's mouth moved. He turned his head sharply and became more and more alarmed as he looked. Wasn't its mouth closed just now?

Qiao Feng felt a chill run down his spine.

The house was originally much cooler than outside, even a bit cold, but suddenly it felt like an icebox, making people shiver.