The village chief thanked them warmly for solving a big problem for the village, and then said that one stack of money was for Mingzhuo and the other stack was for Shen Boyuan and the others.

Shen Boyuan refused to accept the money, saying that this was their training mission and he couldn't accept extra money.

Mingzhuo, however, was not polite: "If you don't want it, then you might as well give it to me."

She then instructed Pei Di to put all the money into her bag, a move that was quite breathtaking.

Everyone else was so embarrassed they were practically digging their toes into the ground, but luckily the village chief skillfully changed the subject and warmly urged everyone to eat.

Knowing that Mingzhuo didn't like fish, she used serving chopsticks to put a lot of other vegetables on Mingzhuo's plate and watched him eat them, her smile growing even wider.

After finishing their meal, the village chief suggested splitting into two groups. He would take Mingzhuo to Wangxiantai, while Shen Boyuan would stay behind to deal with the fierce corpse.

Mingzhuo said meaningfully, "Village Chief, you've really thought this through."

The village chief's smile remained unchanged: "Mr. Ji said that your two groups will be scored in the assessment, and I just want everyone to get a good score."

Shen Boyuan also felt that there was no problem with this grouping. Compared to the vengeful spirit of Hu Zhigao's wife, this fierce corpse was obviously much more dangerous.

Moreover, both sides have always operated in separate groups, and the members are at odds with each other, so there is no need for them to stick together.

"Don't worry, I can handle this monstrous corpse," Shen Boyuan said.

Ming Zhuo shrugged, indicating that he didn't care, and then left with Zhuang Xun, Li Wen, Pei Di, and Wang Yao.

The village chief found several strong and brave villagers to follow them, saying they would help them out.

Helping out? Li Wenhe frowned; he felt more like he was being monitored.

The group returned to Wangxiantai. The incense table from the morning had not yet been removed, and some new offerings had been added, showing great thoughtfulness.

Mingzhuo lit three incense sticks, lit the summoning talisman, and began to perform the ritual steps, hand seals, and incantations.

This was the first time Zhuang Xun had seen her so serious, but after observing her for a while, he felt that something seemed off; this didn't seem like an ordinary summoning spell.

Before he could think any further, the candlelight flickered, and a woman's figure gradually appeared behind the incense table.

"My God, it really is Hu Zhigao's wife!" Several villagers exclaimed in panic.

The female ghost's skin was swollen from being soaked in the lake water, and she was filled with resentment. As soon as she was summoned, she fiercely pounced on He Wangyao.

He Wangyao: "..."

What the hell? This ghost actually knows to pick the softest persimmon?

He had nowhere to hide. Wangxiantai was surrounded by water on three sides. Who knew if there was some kind of ghost waiting for him in the water?

He Wangyao decisively turned around and ran towards the shore.

Zhuang Xun drew his magic sword and rushed forward. Just as he was about to finish off the female ghost with one strike, a talisman struck her first.

The female ghost screamed and vanished.

Several villagers, still shaken, asked, "Is that all?"

Mingzhuo nodded. "It's resolved."

A splashing sound came from the lake, and something was drifting along the current in the mist to the edge of Wangxiantai.

"A body! This is the body of Hu Zhigao's wife!" Several villagers were overjoyed; this really solved the problem!

The village chief sent these men for a reason. They were quite bold and quickly used tools to pull the female corpse out of the water.

Mingzhuo stepped forward and stuck a talisman on the female corpse's forehead.

Just as everyone was celebrating, a person suddenly ran out from the mouth, shouting, "Oh no! That fierce corpse has gone out of control!"

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Bu Qianqian always felt a sticky and uncomfortable feeling on her body.

I must have eaten too much at noon, because my head was spinning and I unconsciously dozed off while sitting by the window.

But she didn't dare to actually fall asleep, and kept listening to the noises in the front yard, as if Teacher Shen and the others were already performing a ritual.

"Oh no! The ghoul has gone out of control!"

Hearing the shouts, Bu Qianqian instantly snapped out of her daze and hurriedly stood up.

"Ouch, that hurts!" A tearing pain shot through her knee, and she leaned back down onto the table for support.

"Qianqian, are you alright?" The woman who came in saw this and hurriedly went over to check her wounds.

Bu Qianqian grabbed the woman's arm: "I'm fine, Aunt Xiang, how's the front yard now?"

Aunt Xiang was the mistress of the house where she and Chu Yuqi were staying, and she was also the first person to find her lying on the ground.

At the time, Bu Qianqian was extremely anxious and insisted on going to save the person. Aunt Xiang asked Sister Hong, who happened to be passing by, to report the news, while she took herself to the village doctor's house and has been taking care of her ever since.

Aunt Xiang exclaimed in terror, "The vengeful spirit has gone out of control! Teacher Shen and the others can't control it. They're telling everyone to go home immediately, lock their doors, and not come out!"

Bu Qianqian's heart sank. "How could this happen?"

"The village chief's house is no longer safe. Come with me to my house and hide!" Aunt Xiang anxiously helped Bu Qianqian up.

"But I..."

With a loud bang, a roar like that of a ferocious beast echoed from the front yard, sending chills down one's spine.

Aunt Xiang grabbed Bu Qianqian and pulled her away, saying, "It's too late, let's go!"

The two left through the back door, encountering villagers fleeing in panic along the way. Bu Qianqian had a leg injury, and Aunt Xiang was in such a hurry that the two tripped and fell just before reaching Aunt Xiang's yard.

Something fell out. Bu Qianqian glanced at it and saw that it was the peach wood divination cup that Ming Zhuo had given her.

As if by some strange twist of fate, she picked up the peach wood divination blocks and cast a divination.

The divination indicates great misfortune.

Aunt Xiang got up and helped Bu Qianqian up to continue walking. Bu Qianqian looked up at the ordinary courtyard.

The fog rolled in, limiting visibility, but the courtyard was perfectly clear; she had been able to see it from a great distance before, which was clearly abnormal.

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