She turned her gaze to the terrified people in Wengjia Village, her tone stern: "Think about it yourselves! Doing such a despicable thing that will bring ruin upon your families, do you think the Mountain God will tolerate you?! These bloody holes are the Mountain God's wrath! It's divine punishment!"

"No...no...there's no such thing as a mountain god..."

A woman instinctively screamed in protest, her voice trembling uncontrollably, filled with fear and self-doubt, "The mountain god... the mountain god is us..."

She didn't dare say what she was going to say, but the meaning was clear—the mountain god was a fabrication they made up to deceive people!

"No mountain god?!" Jiang Chan immediately seized on her words, her voice rising abruptly with a questioning tone, "Then tell me! How did the lamp go out? Where did this wind come from? How did these people die?! Could your knives and axes have caused such wounds?!"

She pointed at the corpse, "Explain this to me!"

The people of Wengjia Village were speechless! Looking at the small but deadly and eerie holes on their companions' heads, and then at the corpses lying on the ground in various states of death, an indescribable, chilling fear from the unknown instantly gripped the hearts of all of them!

Yes... how did he die? Who did it? Wounds from knife cuts and axe slashes don't look like this!

In the darkness just now... could there really be...?

“Retribution…this is retribution…” A woman from Wengjia Village suddenly collapsed to the ground, wailing loudly over the corpse of Weng Laojiu.

"Mountain God, spare us! We'll never dare to do it again!" Another man threw down his stick, knelt down with a thud, and kowtowed to the dark night sky.

Fear, like a plague, completely shattered the last shred of will to resist among the survivors of Wengjia Village.

They looked at the people of Liushutun with nothing but endless fear and pleading in their eyes, afraid that the invisible "divine punishment" would fall on their heads at any moment.

The man from Liushutun looked at the scene before him, listened to Jiang Chan's "explanation," and then thought about the sudden warning sound, the eerie wind, the lights going out, and the silent death that had appeared in the room earlier... A mixture of relief, lingering fear, and awe welled up within him.

Perhaps... it really was the mountain god manifesting?