The old man shook his head, looking very regretful.

Du Lang lives alone with his daughter and receives a lot of help from the villagers, but strange things keep happening around them.

Every autumn and winter, people inevitably freeze to death for no apparent reason.

Over time, the villagers gradually distanced themselves from the Du family, with only the elderly occasionally bringing them food.

Not long after, Du Lang died. Everyone said it was the prefect who did it, but the old prefect wasn't that kind of person. I was with him that day.

"But nobody believed him, and Du Lang's daughter also disappeared."

Tang Nian listened and had already guessed the general idea.

The daughter born to the Snow Demon and Du Lang inherited the Snow Demon's abilities, but because she lacked the Snow Demon's guidance, she was unable to control them.

"Immortal, please find her, and please clear the old magistrate's name!"

The old man felt a sense of powerlessness creeping over him, yet he still spoke with consideration for others, never mentioning his own health.

He had never said these words to anyone else, not even to his father and son who had inherited his mantle.

I thought he would never say these things out loud in his entire life.

Tang Nian walked up to the ghost messenger, and the old man's cloudy eyes followed Tang Nian's gaze to the ghost messenger.

It is said that people can see ghosts coming to claim their lives before they die, and this is actually true.

"Take him down with you, so he can be reborn into a better family."

"this……"

The ghost messenger knew Tang Nian, but he dared not easily agree.

Tang Nian was aware of the current situation in the underworld. After thinking for a moment, she gently raised her hand, and her merits turned into specks of golden light, falling on the old man.

The ghost messenger then nodded to Tang Nian.

With merit, the old man's soul will receive preferential treatment without Tang Nian even needing to say it.

Naturally, Tang Nian wouldn't let the ghost messengers do their work for nothing.

She raised her hand and burned another gold ingot, then turned and left the room.

The sky was already beginning to brighten, but everything before my eyes was still a vast expanse of white.

Sigh, this matter needs to be resolved as soon as possible.

Tang Nian knocked on Ming Huan's door.

"What's wrong with Sister Tang?"

Ming Huan hadn't slept all night either. As soon as he heard a noise outside, he quickly invited Tang Nian inside.

Tang Nian didn't even have time to drink her tea before she quickly told Ming Huan what she had discovered.

"Minghuan, I need to go to the temple to find the priest. Can you find the Snow Demon?"

Ming Huan pursed his lips: "This prefecture is so large, I'm afraid..."

He belongs to the fire element, so if he were to fight the Snow Demon face-to-face, it would be a piece of cake for him.

But he was truly powerless to find the Snow Demon amidst the vast expanse of white snow.

Tang Nian glanced at Ming Huan with annoyance: "You come with me to the mountain. I'll go find the priest, and you wait for the snow demon outside the temple."

The snow demon's sudden attack must be because she discovered the priest's tip-off.

Even if she is injured by herself, she will definitely not let it go.

Tang Nian went to the prefect's house to give a few more instructions, set up a protective barrier, and then quickly led Ming Huan up the mountain.

Upon arriving at the temple entrance, all the people who had been lying outside, unable to enter, had vanished, leaving behind only a large pool of blood in front of the temple.

Am I late?

Did the Snow Demon really get angry and kill the people?

Or should she use intimidation to force the priest to intervene and save her, thereby increasing the spiritual energy in the well to facilitate the healing of her injuries?

Regardless of which one it is, she has to go in and find out.

Tang Nian pursed her lips, looked up and saw the temple doors wide open, with shimmering water faintly visible.

There's a formation!

She took a deep breath and took two steps back.

She slowly raised both hands to shoulder height, a pale blue light emanating from them, which grew brighter with each movement of her hands.

Suddenly, she pushed with both hands, and the ball of light smashed towards the temple gate.

In an instant, light shone brightly.

When everything was restored to normal, a priest was seen standing in front of the temple gate.

When the priestess saw Tang Nian, she was so surprised that she couldn't speak.

He grabbed Tang Nian's hand and pulled her towards the well.

Along the way, not a single commoner could be seen, and even the maids who were always in the temple had disappeared.

Before even reaching the well, a chill swept over us.

She quickly shook off the priest's hand and ran towards the well.

The Snow Demon, now healed, was staring intently at Tang Nian and the priest behind her.

"You should leave first."

Tang Nian stepped in front of the priest, but her eyes remained fixed on the snow demon in front of her.

"Ha, now that you're here, none of you will escape!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a biting wind howled in, accompanied by a flurry of snowflakes, and Tang Nian could see nothing at all.

Immediately afterwards, the priest shouted, "We can't get out, just like in front of the temple!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Nian calmly pulled out a piece of cloth, blindfolded herself, drew the long sword from behind her, and stood quietly in place.

The priest was right behind her; she absolutely could not take the initiative and give the snow demon an opportunity.

A chill seemed to rush towards her from directly in front. Tang Nian gripped the hilt of her sword tightly, moved swiftly, and pulled the priest aside to avoid it.

The cold air scratched a small wound on his face, and the blood that seeped out instantly congealed.

She didn't care at all, or rather, she was so cold that she couldn't feel the pain on her face, and she thrust the longsword out with her backhand.

With a "plop" sound, it must have pierced into the snow demon's body.

Before Tang Nian could draw her longsword, she heard the snow demon scream.

The sudden, piercing sound distracted Tang Nian.

Unexpectedly, a sudden pull caused her hand to slip away, and then the cold wind slowly stopped.

Tang Nian ripped off the strip of cloth, revealing a scene of utter chaos before her.

All the lanterns were blown over and fell to the ground. A large hole was also broken in the well, from which water was constantly flowing out. All the trees were flattened by the weight of the snow.

However, the presence of the snow demon and the priest was gone.

She crouched down and gently sniffed the well water; it contained very little spiritual energy.

It's likely that the Snow Demon used the temple's blessing and the spiritual energy to barely manage to take the priest away.

But why did she take the priest away?

She wasn't worried; Ming Huan was waiting on the mountain, and the snow demon, who had already been wounded by her, had no chance of escaping.

Suddenly, Tang Nian's expression froze, and she looked around warily.

But all around was quiet and there was nothing there.

This made Tang Nian even more uneasy.

"come out!"

As Tang Nian's voice fell, only the snowflakes that had been shaken off responded to her words.

She dared not make any rash moves, and carefully carried her long sword as she pushed open the door to the side.

The scene inside the room made Tang Nian's eyes widen in surprise.

This is nothing like what a temple should look like!

Blood was splattered everywhere, even on the statues.

The house was filled with the bodies of people who had died violently, and their ghosts remained inside.

They had only been dead for a short time and were not yet aware that they were dead.

There were no ghost messengers here; perhaps due to the strangeness of the temple, they were locked in this hall.

Only resentment filled the sky to keep them company.

Upon hearing the creaking sound of the door opening, all the ghosts turned their heads to the outside, their empty eyes staring straight at Tang Nian.