Three streaks of light streaked across the sky and stopped in a village filled with lifeless energy. Above it hung a wooden sign with the words still clearly visible: Sijian Village.
It was still early morning, and the sky was covered with a light mist, but there was no sound in the village, not even the barking of a dog. Li Zang walked in front, a strange light flashing in his eyes, and said, "My Lady... There is no one in the village!"
After kicking open several doors, not only were there no people in the houses, but even the chickens in the chicken coop and the pigs in the pigsty were gone.
Jiuxi pondered for a moment and said, "Is it a zombie?"
A blood-repaired zombie?
Even the simple summoning of spirits could not be performed. The whole village was shrouded in a layer of black fog. There was no trace of human presence. It was so quiet that even the sound of one's own footsteps could be heard. Jiuxi took out the Hundred Ghosts Order from his sleeve, muttered a spell, and summoned the ghosts nearby. However, after waiting for an incense stick of time, no soul appeared.
She simply put away the Hundred Ghosts Order, looked at the tilted stool in the room, stretched out her hand, and brushed the stool with her wide sleeves. The picture gradually emerged from her mind. Several people in this family... disappeared in the blink of an eye. When they disappeared, even the screams were stuck in their throats, and then their bodies suddenly turned into ashes.
The remaining resentment lingers in this village and cannot be shaken off.
Jiuxi's fingers were shaking violently. She checked several houses in a row and found that they were all destroyed by some force... No... It should be that their vitality, souls, etc. were absorbed, but she never thought that someone would deprive these innocent villagers of their lives.
Wisps of black air spread out from the well in the yard. Jiuxi, holding a sword in her hand, slowly moved towards the well. The water in the well was turbid, and there were even circles of halos spreading out. She looked at Li Zang and said, "You go down!"
Li Zang stretched his head out and looked at the pitch-black well water. He said with lingering fear, "My Lady... I am most afraid of the dark."
Jiuxi tilted her head and thought for a while, chanting some incantations. The sword in her hand grew several feet long, several times taller than her. She aimed the blade at the wellhead and stabbed it down. The blade became longer and longer as she chanted the incantations, but even so, it still didn't reach the bottom of the well. She didn't feel any stiffness at all. She probed down for several more moments, but she felt the blade was a little heavy, as if something was clinging to the sword. Even, the gloomy and cold feeling was transmitted to her palm through the sword. She shouted coldly, and her magic power was transmitted along the sword. Many bubbles appeared on the originally calm water surface, but disappeared in an instant.
There was a clang, and her palms were hurt, but she still gripped the hilt tightly, urging the blade down. After about an incense stick of time, she wiped the sweat from her forehead, gripped the hilt tightly, lifted it up, and stabbed it down again. As expected, it had touched the bottom...
She simply took back the sword, but saw that the sword had returned to its normal state and was covered with small octopuses one after another?
Is this just a joke? Is there an octopus in the well water?
In the moonlight, she narrowed her eyes. It was only the shape of an octopus, but in reality, it was made of clay. For some reason, it was not soaked in the well water. She threw the sword to the ground and said, "Li Zang, if I pump out all the water in this well, do you dare to go down?"
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