Is this guy going to make a last-ditch effort?
I held the talisman carefully, ready to defend against a sudden attack.
"Brother Yan, you seem to have gone too far in drawing aggro. He has to attack the follower who was taunting you."
Luo Tianhe, standing to the side, grinned and said, "I love watching the show."
In his view, this guy was already at his limit, only able to make threats, and had no strength left to deal with me.
But I didn't let my guard down at all; my heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would leap out of my chest at any moment.
My gut feeling tells me that something terrible is going to happen.
The next moment, his filthy soul suddenly shot out an invisible and intangible thin line that distorted the surrounding light!
I was in a state of high tension the whole time, and at the critical moment I reacted and held the yellow talisman while chanting the incantation!
Suddenly, a bright yellow light enveloped me.
But that thing completely ignored the protection, as if it was meant to be attached to me!
"My soul is the catalyst, a hundred years of resentment the fuel, I curse your body and soul—"
A thin line connects to my brow; there is no pain, only an extreme chill that seems to freeze even my thoughts!
"—For the guidance of all filth, and for the feast of the spirits!"
His voice was incredibly venomous, each word like a red-hot branding iron, lying fiercely beside my soul.
That thing didn't cause harm, it was a brand.
Meanwhile, Luo Tianhe, Li Huai, and the others were completely unaware of what had happened. They only saw me suddenly light up a yellow talisman and create a protective shield.
The guy was muttering something to himself on the side.
"What's wrong with this guy? Is he performing some kind of shamanistic ritual?"
Luo Tiange scratched his head, puzzled.
Li Huai was also very puzzled. Even though he had the ability to see ghosts, he couldn't see what happened at all.
"They're probably just trying to scare us; after all, winning people over psychologically is the best strategy."
They both laughed as they talked, but I couldn't laugh at all.
As the thin thread connected, he stopped speaking, and his voice rang out directly in my mind.
"Those who harbor the aura of death and resentment will inevitably be drawn by the scent, like maggots clinging to bones, like a shadow following its form—"
"—Until death do us part!!!"
As the curse was completed, the gray-black thread suddenly collapsed, turning into countless tiny, cold powders!
That thing burrowed into my pores like a living creature, wrapped around my meridians and acupoints, and even smeared my soul and spirit!
I feel that I exude an indelible gloom from the inside out.
Looking inward with the Heavenly Eye, one could see that beyond the spiritual light of the soul, a layer of hazy, filthy halo shrouded it.
This is a disaster.
I gave a bitter laugh to myself. My fate is such that I attract ghosts, and I'm always hanging out with that guy Li Huai.
Every day I either encounter ghosts or am on my way to encounter ghosts.
Now that they've been cursed like this, they'll never have peace again!
I can only go back to find Master Zhang Qingxiao and see if there's any way to remove this mark from me, otherwise...
Luo Tianhe and Li Huai were completely unaware of my inner worries.
On the contrary, seeing the light of the blood array on the platform completely extinguished, the eight black flags turned to ashes, and the huge vines rapidly shrinking and cracking like giant pythons that had been drained, oozing foul-smelling pus, they became excited.
After their enemies disappeared, the vengeful spirits of those villagers also lost their obsession.
In addition, my array power was also exhausted and began to slowly dissipate.
On their blurred faces, anger and pain were gradually replaced by bewilderment. Their figures faded and faded as they went to where they were meant to go, and they should be reincarnated soon.
Mu Rong Village fell silent, deathly still, with only the crackling of flames and the occasional sound of crumbling walls collapsing.
The survivors were organized and gathered in a relatively intact open space; there were fewer than two hundred of them.
And what's worse, most of them were the elderly, women and children, all dressed in rags and with ashen faces.
After all, those strong men had more yang energy, which attracted the attention of the vines more in the dark, so most of them died.
We didn't have time to rest; we started helping to collect the bodies of the dead.
Almost none of the bodies were intact; most were just skin and skeletons discarded after being drained by the vines.
These remains crumbled at the slightest touch, and were mixed in with the ashes and rubble, making them virtually unrecognizable.
Even if I were a mediocre cobbler, I wouldn't be able to give them any respect, not even if my grandfather came.
Ultimately, we had no choice but to gather all the remains we found, dig a large pit on a sunny hillside outside the village, and bury them all together.
There was no coffin, no funeral, only silent burial.
Wu Yan, dragging his bony leg, silently did the dirtiest and most tiring work.
The remaining survivors looked at him with complex and unfathomable eyes, filled with hatred, sorrow, and mostly a numb indifference.
Finally, we performed a ritual for the deceased, reciting the "Supreme Venerable of the Mysterious and Profound Heavenly Venerable's Scripture on Saving from Suffering and Removing Sins" several times.
After several busy days, we decided to leave.
Sun Wang and the remaining villagers silently saw them off.
Honestly, standing on the edge of the ruins, they looked like a pack of homeless stray dogs.
Sun Wang's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he only bowed deeply.
Some of the survivors knelt down with a thud and silently kowtowed to us.
They can't stay here anymore, but they can integrate into other villages.
Although many houses were destroyed by fire, more than half of them were intact. The remaining people could divide up the belongings and live comfortably for the rest of their lives.
The atmosphere was heavy on the way back.
Luo Tianhe and Li Huai would chat occasionally, but I had absolutely no interest in it.
Although I haven't encountered anything strange these past few days, it's because my previous Earth Binding Spirit Array has drawn out all the vengeful spirits in this area.
Luo Tianhe and Li Huai noticed that something seemed off about me and asked a few questions. I gave them casual answers and didn't tell them the truth.
Saying it won't help; it will only make them worry more. It's better to let them continue to be carefree.
It was already evening when I returned to the city. The familiar hustle and bustle hit me, but I felt an unprecedented sense of alienation and unease.
The seemingly glamorous cities hide far more tragically murdered souls than the backward rural areas.
One advantage of being cursed by that sorcerer's remnant soul is that my perception of yin energy is many times more sensitive than before.
But this is not good news. I get goosebumps all the time, and I guess it will take some time to get used to it.
Walking along the fairly bustling street, I felt as if something was following me, moving in the shadows of the shops where the lights didn't reach, behind the lush trees, and even under the cars parked on the roadside.
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