On the fifteenth day of the seventh month, as soon as the sun set, the moon immediately rose into the sky, and gradually fog spread. The livestock in the village jumped over the pens, barked, and became restless, making people panic.
Monk Wugong said that something big was coming and they had already begun preparing for a fight. He also told those who had cellars to use them to hide.
The village chief hurried to Feng Ling for help. The monk looked silly and didn't seem as reliable as Feng Ling.
When the village chief came, Feng Ling was still asleep. After all, she had consumed a lot of spiritual power during the day, and it seemed like she couldn't recover after a day and a night.
"I can't wait any longer, Feng Ming Niang, hurry up and wake up Feng Ling. There's so much fog even on the water in the village. It's so strange. I feel like something serious is going to happen."
The village chief was worried and prayed that their village would not be wiped out this time.
Although Su the witch's skills were not very good, she could still figure out some things by observing the environment. She felt sorry for Feng Ling's hard work, but she also knew the priorities of things.
"Ling'er, wake up quickly. It seems like there are evil spirits coming." And there seem to be a lot of them, otherwise how could there be such a thick fog? Now you can't see the sky outside.
Feng Ling was particularly sensitive to ghosts. When he heard the word "ghost", his eyes suddenly opened, "There's a ghost?" There are actually ghosts nearby who dare to enter and disturb the residents of the mountain village?
Is it because she usually behaves too gently?
"I'll go take a look." Feng Ling quickly got up, put on her clothes and went out.
"Village chief, what's going on?" The village chief was pacing anxiously in the main room, and Feng Ling went straight to the point.
"Feng Ling, come and see what's going on! The animals in the village have gone crazy, and thick fog is quickly covering the entire village.
Monk Wugong said something big was coming, but I don’t know what he meant.”
Feng Ling quickly counted on his fingers, then walked into the courtyard and sniffed the dim mist. "Someone is performing a ritual. I'll go take a look. Dingdang, it's working."
Feng Ling took out the compass and went to look for the person who set up the formation.
"Ling'er, be careful." Su the witch couldn't help but remind Feng Ling that she should do things within her ability and not hurt her body, as she was pregnant.
"I know, mom." Feng Ling agreed very well.
But Su the witch was still worried, and hurried to the next room after Feng Ling left.
Just then, I saw Uncle Zhong in the courtyard and hurried over to him, "Uncle Zhong, Ling'er is going to catch ghosts and monsters again. Do you want to let that person go with her to see?"
"What? The mistress is pregnant, how can she be so reckless?"
What if the child is hurt? This is the first prince of the Sheng'an Dynasty. Zhong Bo disagrees.
Su the witch's face immediately darkened. In that case, the child is much more important than Ling'er. No wonder Feng Ling said she didn't want to get married. Humph!
Without saying anything, Su the witch went back angrily. She said that they would handle any problems on their own in the future and would not ask anyone else for help, except the people next door.
The child belongs to their Feng family and has no place in the neighboring family.
"What's wrong with her?" Zhong Bo saw that Su the witch was depressed, but he didn't know the reason.
But no one answered his question, then a figure passed by him very quickly. Who else could it be but Huo Jinxing?
When Huo Jinxing set out, the secret guards naturally followed suit.
But just as Feng Ling reached the center of the village, the screams of villagers were heard at the entrance.
She ran away without paying any attention to the person who cast the spell.
At the same time, Monk Wukong also ran over, along with some brave villagers.
But before they reached the family at the entrance of the village, they saw ghosts walking towards them with stiff bodies.
Some of the ghosts were recently dead, while others were long dead. They were wearing their burial clothes, as if they had just crawled out of the grave.
The clothes were tattered, and even the body was rotten and in pieces, and there was a pungent smell.
"Why do I feel that the clothes are familiar?" a villager asked.
"Of course I'm familiar with it. That was our father's favorite piece of clothing when he was alive. He was given the middle piece to wear after he died." A family member immediately answered his doubts.
"Isn't that my mother? She has been dead for a year, why hasn't she been reincarnated yet?" She even crawled back home from the grave by herself. No one in their family has done anything to let down their ancestors, right?
Why are you so panicked? Could those stiff ghosts be the deceased relatives of the village?
How can we fight like this? That's their ancestor.
"Run quickly, they will bite people!" At this time, the male owner of the first house at the entrance of the village came running over in a panic to inform everyone.
Everyone saw him walking around the stiff ghosts and covering his arms as he walked towards them, which showed that he had been bitten.
Oh my goodness! But what if they didn't fight? Those ghosts crookedly broke into their homes, biting every living thing they saw, even their own offspring, and their strength was surprisingly great.
Fortunately, they were human and relatively agile, so they ran fast and were not bitten to death.
Oh my god, how could this happen? It's like there's no way out.
"Feng Ling, what on earth is going on?"
"Yeah, what are we going to do?"
The villagers asked questions one after another, placing all their hopes on Feng Ling.
"These are soulless zombies, whose horoscopes have been used to cast evil spells on them, and they purposefully attack those who are related to them.
Everyone, be careful, zombies have corpse poison, so don't get bitten by them, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.
You can resist as much as you want, they are no longer your relatives, but just soulless monsters. If you really can't bring yourself to kill them, just hide."
Feng Ling then took out a willow rope from her bag and cast a spell, preparing to tie up the zombies and deal with them together later.
You have to know that these zombies are villagers of this village. If they are not handled properly, it will affect future generations.
"You make it sound so easy. Even if those people don't have souls, their bodies are still your elders. Even if they're not your relatives, you won't feel any pain if you hit them.
Besides, the purpose of casting evil spells is to deal with you, Feng Ling, right?
The only people who can know the horoscopes of everyone in the village are either the village chief or an official of a higher rank. If it weren't for you coming up with the water-seeking scheme, no one would have targeted our village."
The person who spoke was actually the patriarch of the Zhang family. He had been dissatisfied with Feng Ling and the village chief for a long time. At this critical moment, he couldn't help but drag others into the water and ruin their reputation.
"Bullshit! Don't you see that old well? It doesn't produce much water anymore. It can't even supply ten bowls a day.
Do you mean that Feng Ling set up the formation for everyone to pray for water but he prayed for it wrongly?
If you dare, don't go fetch water from the second well. Since you said that, the water we fetch from now on will not belong to your Zhang family."
The village chief's attitude was equally tough. Clan leader Zhang could guess that it was the higher-level officials who were causing trouble for them and the mountain village, so how could he not know that it was actually the head of the village who was behind it?
Damn it! For the sake of money, this bastard has lost all his humanity.
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