Cannibalism?!

It was a bright, clear day, and the sun was scorching.

But the people of Ning'an Village felt a chill run down their spines, and cold sweat poured down their foreheads and backs.

Could these be the bandits hiding in the mountains?

If they had gone up the mountain with them, they probably wouldn't have been able to deal with such fierce bandits!

They'll definitely have to kill and eat them...

Seeing Wu Yong's bloody and gruesome death, everyone in Ning'an Village looked at each other and couldn't help but shudder.

This is terrifying!

"How dare you say it's not your fault? Why shouldn't it be your fault? It's all your fault..." Wu Yong shouted wildly. As his resentment and unwillingness deepened, the shadow of his body became more and more intense, and a black whirlwind even swept around him.

"No... can't you be reasonable? We told you back then that there was danger in the mountains, but you didn't listen. Besides, we weren't the ones who killed people, so if you're so capable, go find those bandits and settle accounts! Now you're coming to us, you're clearly bullying the weak and fearing the strong!" Old Mrs. Du scolded, hands on her hips.

"Yes, yes! That's right!"

The other villagers quickly nodded in agreement.

They also felt that this ghost was simply bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

Since they were killed by those bandits, they should seek revenge on the bandits instead of bullying innocent people like them.

"No...it's all your fault, it's all your fault..." But Wu Yong was no longer willing to listen to their words. He didn't like to listen to other people's advice when he was alive, and he was even more so after he died.

"Ahhh—" Wu Yong continued to shout madly, "I'm going to kill you all... I'm going to kill you to pay tribute to the brothers of our village! Why are we dead while you're still alive? You're the ones who deserve to die, you all deserve to die!"

His voice grew increasingly frantic, and his originally grayish-white body turned black as a cold wind began to rise.

Lin Wanyue could tell at a glance that this was because he was gradually turning into a vengeful ghost.

"What...what is he trying to do?"

Why do I feel so cold?

Seeing Wu Yong's change, the villagers became somewhat frightened. Even the old lady Du, who had been so assertive just moments before, began to tremble, and several people subconsciously looked at Lin Wanyue.

Now they can only rely on her!

"Father, lend me a copper coin!" Lin Wanyue asked her father, Lin Weiming, for a copper coin.

Although his mother and wife were watching him closely, Lin Weiming knew the situation was urgent, so he quickly took out a few copper coins from his shoe.

It smells terrible.

But that's a full twenty copper coins!

"It's not enough," Lin Wanyue shook her head.

The other villagers quickly reached into their pockets as well.

However, they were going out to work, not to buy anything, so they naturally didn't have any coins on them.

Fortunately, the village head was also standing in the crowd, leaning on his cane. He had some savings on him, which he took out and handed to Lin Wanyue.

“yue…” Lin Wanyue gagged as she strung the copper coins together with a red rope.

The smell of those stinky copper coins from my dad's feet was just too overwhelming!

However, the masculine energy above is quite abundant.

Lin Wanyue raised the copper coin sword and stabbed it towards Wu Yong, who was gradually turning into a vengeful ghost.

"You brat, I'll kill you first! Do you think you can stop me?" Wu Yong also felt the ghostly energy filling his body, something that could give him power.

Besides, he's already dead, so Wu Yong doesn't think this little kid can do anything to him.

But in the next instant, the small copper coin sword, emitting a strong stench, pierced through his ghost's body.

Intense pain once again emanated from his tattered ghostly form.

"H-How could this be? How is this possible? I'm already dead... Why am I still feeling pain?" Wu Yong had always thought that the knife piercing his body was already very painful, but he never expected that this small sword would be even more powerful.

"Ahhh, I'm going to kill you! I haven't had a chance to take revenge yet, I'm going to kill, kill you all, kill every single one of you..." Wu Yong shouted madly, trying to gather his strength, but he could only feel the ghost energy flowing away. He was like a tattered sack that had lost what was inside, gradually becoming limp and weak.

When the wind blows, even their shape cannot be maintained.

The villagers stared at Wu Yong's gradually fading body.

Only after his body had completely disappeared did many people feel relieved, and then they looked at the small copper coin sword in Lin Wanyue's hand that was full of stench.

Wang Hu's expression changed from horror to smug pride.

He said that Wanwan was the most capable!

It's amazing that such a small amount of stuff could subdue such a terrifying ghost.

The woman, who had been incredibly strong just moments before, also fainted after Wu Yong's soul was destroyed.

"this……"

The men holding her were at a loss for what to do. They looked up and glanced at Lin Wanyue, then at the village head.

"What should we do with this woman?"

"Um..." The village head also looked at Lin Wanyue first and asked, "Wanwan, is there still something sinister about her? Should we give her a sword strike too?"

The village head was worried that the woman might be hiding other evil spirits, and that she might hurt people if they weren't paying attention.

"No need, no need." Lin Wanyue waved her hand. "There are no other ghosts."

But whether they will seek revenge like Wu Yong is another matter.

After all, this woman had visited Wu Yong and his group before, so she was very likely a family member of Wu Yong.

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