neath. What was it doing"This thing is drilling." Mu Wanchen drew out the pair of strange double daggers from behind his waist.It feeds not on matter, but on space. If it bites into this tree, it can...The Elder smiled and gestured for me to not worry.

He spoke slowly: "……While I want to cooperate with him, he's a traitor here after all. I vaguely remember what he looked like before…… When I was very young, he brought two apprentices around collecting corpses to refine zombie demons. He said that the power of a zombie demon is much stronger than a zombie king, and it's more worthwhile to spend effort cultivating a zombie demon than supporting a great zombie king."

"Later, he really managed to refine something similar to a Corpse Demon. After refining it, he realized that the Corpse Demon was completely uncontrollable. It didn't differentiate between friend and foe, life or death; as long as it had blood qi, it would devour it. Even in our eyes, it was a monster!"

As you can imagine, in a place like this, secluded from the world, the most feared thing is an unnatural death. The population gradually decreases, powerful individuals dwindle, and the influence of the clan weakens until it eventually perishes.

Therefore, Grand Sorcerer Mu Wanchen attached great importance to the continuation of his descendants. He even couldn't bear to see the children of corpse refiners die.

Just as in this secluded black seed village, they place great importance on life.

A corpse demon in a village would certainly cause panic, and if something happened, it could result in heavy casualties, even the extermination of the entire clan.

So Situ Lin's inner evil, along with his two disciples and a band of followers, fled. To prevent being hunted down by their clan, they sought refuge from the Great Shaman King in the hidden Famen sect within the depths of the Mi River basin.

Later, a famine struck. He went around collecting corpses. As the saying goes, all things have consequences for good or evil. In the end, he and his two disciples died at the hands of starving villagers in Huangdao Village.

However, death to him was merely another path. He had long since planned how he would continue to live and cultivate his Corpse Immortal Dao.

"Huang Dao Village...that incident made us afraid to cooperate with him...He's too terrifying, capable of influencing an entire village to walk towards destruction." The Elder spoke with lingering fear.

I let out a silent sigh of relief. The Grand Elder is reasonable after all.

Long Xiaoge lightly spoke, “Elder, let them rest on the third floor. This Mu Xiaqiao is heavily pregnant and it's inconvenient for her to go up and down. I promised to send her home unharmed. Please, Great Elder, agree.”

The Grand Elder bowed slightly to him: "Good, good... We Miao people never show mercy to our enemies, but we always treat our honored guests with the utmost respect. I will have someone arrange rooms for them..."

I whispered, "The room itself is fine... Elder, what do you need our help with When can we get started We'd like to take a look at the situation first and then do our best. Would that be convenient for you"

The Elder turned his head to look at Long Xiaogē.

Long Xiaoge nodded and said, "Convenient. This afternoon at dusk, I'll come find you."

We stayed in a room on the third-floor platform. The woman who brought us food said this was where honorable guests resided.

I kept thinking about that right-angled alleyway and asked in a low voice, "Excuse me, is this place haunted at night I find the alley below a bit strange. Don't people around here feel anything unusual"

"That alleyway down there" The elder sister-in-law was taken aback for a moment before smiling and saying, "Are you talking about that straight alley"

I nodded. Even in broad daylight, that narrow alleyway was eerie and deserted.

"That's our unique way here, something you outsiders wouldn't understand." The sister-in-law smiled and prepared to leave.

"Can we go take a look Isn't that place forbidden" I pressed.

"Sure, what's so forbidden about there Go ahead, if you're bored, just take a stroll. You are honored guests, and since you've been placed on the third floor, it means you're allowed to move around here freely."

My brother couldn't stop eating the preserved pork stir-fried with tender bamboo shoots: “It’s so delicious, this is only possible in a genuine village!”

I'm a bit hesitant to pick up my chopsticks, eating cured pork in the hometown of an undertaker Don't you have any psychological issues

My brother soothed, "You're overthinking it. They eat grain just like us. Think about the black shops throughout history, the human meat buns were all laced with drugs and sold to fools. Which shop owner would actually eat them themselves"

Ugh...

"Brother... can you please not say those things when you're eating meat"

He chuckled and picked the youngest shoots of bamboo for me: "Eat up, you're so skinny, don't lose even more weight just from going out."

After dinner, we dashed to that right-angled alleyway for an exploration. It turned out to be an L-shaped dead end, a deceptive cul-de-sac used to mislead enemies!

I said, how could there be ghostly figures wandering around here They must be enemies who fled here and were killed at the end of a dead-end road.

At the end of the L-shaped corridor was a stone wall, its surface covered with mottled scorch marks and scratches from weapons.

Shouldn't we trap the enemy here, killing them with flaming spears and arrows, sending them to a fiery death

Although the villagers are uncivilized, their wisdom in protecting their property is endless. Such a right-angled alleyway can make enemies frantically flee into it, only to be hopelessly and painfully trapped inside.

The resentment and pain of the deceased are too deep, turning them into earthbound spirits who linger here, fixated on the moment of their death.

I stood beside a wall of blackened stone, slowly folding the golden bridge across an ethereal rune.

The Shen family indeed had their merits. They combined the Golden Bridge Curse and the Soul Release Talisman to create a small magic array, replacing complex rituals with Daoist cultivation. A hollow triangular talisman was equivalent to a simple soul-relieving ceremony.

Those ghosts dared not come near me, so I had to give a small triangular piece of paper to my brother, asking him to perform a ritual to appease them.

Just as he turned around, he heard a voice from behind the stone wall.

A delicate young woman asked, “My dear brother, although we haven't had our wedding ceremony yet, we are already husband and wife. Why don't you want me to get pregnant I really want to give you a child.”

Well! This topic!

My ears immediately perked up, my brother shrank his neck in surprise, and then turned back to me with a sly, gossipy grin.

He wasn't in a hurry to exorcise the ghost either. He tiptoed over to the stone wall and beckoned me closer, whispering for me to listen.

This……

The woman's voice from behind the wall was too distinctive. That coquettish and seductive tone could allow us to imagine the scene behind the wall perfectly—

"...Look at you, just a little rub and you stiffen up, but your face still looks so cold. Your body needs it though... How about we get intimate right here No one's coming by, everyone in the village is out enjoying the flowers."

“Let go.” Long Ge’s voice was still so gloomy.

Can beauty tempt him, and he can remain unmoved

I have to admire him a bit!

His elder sister is so beautiful, and so proactive, so alluring, so overtly seductive. How many men could resist

"Big brother~~~"

That sound was so good, my brother couldn't help but shrug his shoulders.

"You've been gone for over a month now~~ People miss you every day~~~"

My god, such an overt invitation accompanied by the sound of clothes rubbing together.

Should we keep listening to this

By this point, it would be inappropriate for Long Xiaoge to stay silent!

A sneer echoed from behind the wall.

"Thinking of me Where are you thinking of me—"secrets of Mount Witch King!""Hmph, what are they even thinking Everyone wants to peek into secrets, but how many can truly reach them The Shaman King's power is boundless, and our tribe thrives under...