Wu Yong was the same group of people who passed through Ning'an Village a few days ago, asked for water, and even wanted to borrow the men from the village to go hunting in the mountains.

The villagers parted the woman's messy hair and, upon closer inspection, confirmed that she was indeed from the North Village.

"Hey! That's right, I saw this woman a few days ago. They even went up the mountain to look for her, but they couldn't find her at all, right?"

"So...they're already dead?" The people from Ning'an Village said this, but they weren't actually surprised.

The mountain is inherently dangerous, and the village head had even held a special meeting to warn them that there were bandits on the mountain recently and that they should not go up the mountain lightly.

These people refused to believe them and even wanted to drag them down with them to their deaths.

Now they're being blamed!

The woman was already under control, so Lin Wanyue took out another talisman from her sleeve, walked over and stuck it on her forehead.

"Wanwan, be careful." Seeing this, Liu Junlan quickly followed.

She was afraid that the woman had gone mad and would hurt Lin Wanyue, so she stayed by her side, thinking that if anything happened, her thick skin could withstand it.

"Not detailed." Lin Wanyue waved her small hand reassuringly.

The woman's face twisted madly. As the incense burned, the villagers saw a man covered in blood, with white skeletons on his face and stomach, staring at them with cold and vicious eyes through the white smoke.

"You...you can't blame us for dying, can you? We warned you about the dangers on the mountain! But you actually tried to kill my mother!" Granny Zheng's son became angrier as he spoke.

"That's right..." When Granny Zheng saw the man's miserable state, she was so frightened that she took a few steps back and hid behind her son.

Good heavens, is this a skeleton spirit?

Although their deaths were pitiful, it was not the fault of the people of Ning'an Village. Why should they be blamed?

It almost killed her!

Although pitiful, there are also hateful aspects to it!

"..." Wu Yong was now just a gray shadow, unable to attack anyone, but his voice was full of resentment, "If it weren't for you refusing to come up the mountain with us, we wouldn't have run so far for that wild boar, and then... encountered that group of man-eating demons!"

"Look at my wounds! They cut off my flesh after they killed me. They are a bunch of cannibalistic devils!" Wu Yong became more and more agitated as he spoke, and his gray-white shadow grew darker and darker. His voice was distorted, and his eyes burned with a vengeful and ferocious flame.