Chapter 67 The Cat Flipped

Kaoshan Village, a small village nestled in the valley outside Qingfeng Mountain, is usually peaceful, but now it is shrouded in a cloud of gloom.

It should be the evening when smoke from cooking rises and children play, but now every household has its doors and windows closed and few people are walking outside.

The air was filled with suppressed panic, and even the crowing of chickens and barking of dogs were pitifully rare.

Several haggard-looking villagers gathered under the big locust tree in front of the village chief's house, talking in low voices.

"Last night, the kid from Zhao Laoer's family died." A white-haired old man squatted on the ground, puffing on his long-extinguished pipe, his voice dry and hoarse.

"The door was closed at night, but when I woke him up today, he was gone. Sigh."

"A few days ago, the girl from the Zhou family also disappeared. Tell me, isn't that weird?"

"This is the nth time this has happened. I don't know what's causing this trouble." Another middle-aged man rubbed his hands, his brows furrowed.

"This life is unbearable! That thing is getting bolder and bolder! If it continues like this, I'm afraid it will..."

"How about we each pool some money and ask the city's immortals to come take a look?"

"If those immortals come, I'm afraid everyone in the village will have to pay a lot of money."

"Then what do you say we should do? Should we let that monster continue to cause trouble?" The white-haired old man felt unhappy.

The village chief was a sturdy man in his fifties. He was also worried and sighing at the moment.

The village has been in turmoil since half a month ago.

First, chickens and ducks disappeared inexplicably, then a guard dog was bitten to death and half of it was dragged away. In recent days, some villagers have disappeared inexplicably.

They all disappeared in the middle of the night. It has been several days and no one has seen them alive or dead. The villagers are in panic.

As soon as the sun sets, every household stays indoors, fearing that the monster will target their homes, and no one dares to go out.

The few of them couldn't come up with a solution and sighed in worry. Their village was poor and it would cost a lot of money to invite an immortal.

In this gloomy fog, two blurry shadows appeared on the small path at the entrance of the village. They were Bai Qingchen and Mo Li.

It was getting dark, and Bai Qingchen planned to find a place to stay. Seeing a village not far away, he walked towards it.

The villagers' attention was immediately drawn to him. Seeing the man dressed in flowing clothes and with a calm demeanor, who seemed to be a man of some ability, they were wary at first, but then a glimmer of hope ignited in their eyes.

The middle-aged man pushed the village chief and motioned him to go up and ask what the two men were doing.

The village chief hesitated for a long time, but finally went forward to meet the enemy.

After a conversation, Bai Qingchen understood the village's plight.

The villagers were very excited when they learned that he was a monk who was gaining experience outside.

Seeing the villagers' pleading eyes, Bai Qingchen could not sit idly by and agreed to help get rid of the monster.

The village chief arranged for them to live in an empty house near the village entrance. Bai Qingchen learned that the monster had been coming to the village in the middle of the night to kidnap people, and those who disappeared were all young people in the village.

So he planned to set up a spirit-binding formation outside the house, and made a dummy out of talisman paper and placed it outside the house in order to lure the monster into the formation and capture it.

"Mo Li, stay inside the house. Don't make any noise if you hear any. Use these for self-defense."

Bai Qingchen handed a stack of talismans to Mo Li and cast a protective formation for him. He solemnly instructed him on how to use the talismans, but still felt uneasy, so he summoned Frost and Snow to give him self-defense as well.

Mo Li nodded obediently, holding the sword and talisman and retreating back into the house, looking at Bai Qingchen with worry in his eyes: "Brother Qingchen, be careful."

"Yeah." Bai Qingchen responded with an affirmative smile. This monster didn't seem to have a high level of cultivation, so it shouldn't be difficult to deal with.

Bai Qingchen set up the formation at the selected location, then hid himself, restrained his breath, and waited for the prey to take the bait.

As the night deepened, the crescent moon climbed up the treetops and the surroundings were so quiet that only the sound of the wind could be heard.

Bai Qingchen's spiritual sense keenly caught a gust of cold wind with a fishy smell. A short and swift shadow was wandering in the shadows at the entrance of the village, its green eyes flashing with greed.

The prey has been attracted, just wait patiently for a moment.

However, the accident happened in an instant.

The monster was far more vigilant and suspicious than Bai Qingchen had expected. It sensed a strange aura in the village and instantly raised its alert to the highest level.

Instead of stepping into the carefully laid trap, he suddenly jumped back and exhaled a colorless and odorless smoke, which happened to be very close to Bai Qingchen's hiding place.

The smoke spread extremely quickly, and Bai Qingchen reacted quickly, holding his breath immediately, but it was too late.

The smoke was so overbearing that even if one held their breath, wisps of it would still be inhaled into the body.

An intense feeling of dizziness instantly overwhelmed Bai Qingchen. The scenery in front of him spun rapidly and blurred, and the spiritual power in his body also stagnated.

“Oh no…”

Bai Qingchen only had time for this thought to flash through his mind before his consciousness sank completely into darkness like a kite with a broken string.

Bai Qingchen fainted and the concealment talisman disappeared. The monster looked at the person who appeared out of thin air, was stunned at first and then ecstatic. It would be a waste to pick up a prey for free. It carried Bai Qingchen and evacuated quickly, and its figure disappeared into the night.

The damp and cold air, filled with a strong earthy smell and the pungent stench of wild beasts, pulled Bai Qingchen's consciousness back from the chaos.

He felt weak and sore all over at this moment, as if all his bones had been pulled out.

What frightened him even more was that the Qi sea in his Dantian was completely silent, and he could not sense any trace of spiritual energy at all.

He subconsciously wanted to move his body, but found that his hands were tied tightly behind his back with rough and tough ropes, his wrists were tightened so hard that it hurt, his feet were also tied tightly, and his eyes were tightly covered with a thick layer of cloth, making it impossible for him to see clearly.

It's over, Bai Qingchen thought. This time he has fallen into the gutter. In his previous life, he was the famous Immortal Fu Yu, who was immune to all poisons and had seen all kinds of poisons, but now he has been bewitched by an unknown monster.

I am so ashamed. I was careless. I don’t know how Mo Li is doing now.

"Woo... Mother... Mother, where are you... I'm scared..."

The sound of crying came intermittently from not far away, and it seemed to be a girl.

"Let me out... please... I have elderly people at home to take care of..." a man pleaded hoarsely.

"That monster...will it eat us..."

"I'm so hungry, wuwuwu dad, when will you come to save me?"

These sounds intertwined together, giving Bai Qingchen a headache.

He struggled to probe outside with his spiritual sense. It was a not-so-big cave with damp and slippery walls. Dead bones and unknown filth were scattered on the ground.

Including myself, there were about seven or eight people crammed into the cave, all tied up in the same way, huddled in a corner like lambs to be slaughtered.

There seemed to be a fork in the road deep in the cave, leading to an even darker place, and the monster that had abducted them here was not in the cave at the moment.

Bai Qingchen checked the meridians in his body and silently practiced the mantra of his mental method to gradually dispel the accumulated drug power of the smoke in his body. At the same time, he vigilantly checked the movements inside and outside the cave.

Just as he was concentrating on taking advantage of the medicine, something strange happened.

Bai Qingchen felt a cold touch on his ankle, as if it was a pair of hands!