Chapter 28: Ghosts and Monsters (Three)

  "Xian Chang, why did these villagers die?" The old town chief with white hair and beard asked respectfully after Yi Feng examined them.

  Yi Feng first glanced at his three senior brothers, the corners of his mouth slightly arched, and then politely said to the old town mayor: "These people were drained of their yuan yang by a ghostly object, causing the yin energy in their bodies to be too abundant, resulting in an imbalance between yin and yang that led to their deaths."

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  The three seniors unexpectedly let out a disdainful sound at the same time. Second senior Zhao Gang directly covered his mouth, with an expression of trying to hold back laughter, and said to Lu Changfeng: "Big senior brother, this is the funniest joke I've heard in over a hundred years."

  Liu Yishan chimed in: "Yes, yes. The most ridiculous thing under the sun is not knowing but pretending to be all-knowing."

  Lu Changfeng still had some demeanor, he just smiled faintly and said to himself: "A person's yuan yang is an intangible thing, even if it's a yuan ying period cultivator, they may not be able to detect the slightest bit. Generally, ghosts and demons, even if they have some minor dao lines, wanting to absorb the yuan yang from a person's body is also a foolish dream!"

  The villagers could clearly hear the conversation of Yifeng's three senior brothers and couldn't help but feel suspicious of Yifeng, who seemed to be quite young. To say nothing of Lu Changfeng and the other two, who looked older, must have had better eyesight. Moreover, just now everyone saw that Yifeng was brought here by someone else, it's likely that his cultivation is not as good as the other three.

  The town mayor hesitated for a moment, then bowed his fist and bent over to Lufeng, who was talking incessantly: "Then, according to your immortal's view, why did these villagers die?"

  Lu Changfeng also put on a confident smile and said, "These people look like they're dead, but their bodies are perfectly normal. They must have died suddenly from being injured in the soul. In my opinion, they must have encountered an evil object, and either died of fright or had their souls damaged by it."

  Lu Changfeng finished speaking, and Liu Yishan and Zhao Gang followed suit, repeatedly praising the great master's discerning eye. Their contempt for Yi Feng grew even stronger. Even the villagers were the same, in their hearts they could accept Lu Changfeng's words more. The villagers all knew about souls, but didn't know about that kind of vague and elusive thing called yuan yang. Furthermore, in the past the villagers had also encountered evil spirits and malevolent ghosts causing trouble in the world, and the people who were harmed by them were just as Lu Changfeng said.

  Yi Feng also had a slight wavering in his heart, and he silently asked Zhan Tian: "What's going on?"

  "Ha! A group of ignorant and arrogant fools!" Tian Leng coldly snorted, transmitting his voice: "You little brat, if you don't believe me, just wait for them to cast their spells to capture that ghost. I guarantee they'll suffer a great loss!"

  Yi Feng listened to Zhan Tian's words and thought that as a divine artifact spirit, his vision must be extraordinary. He smiled slightly and humbly said to Lu Changfeng: "Still, Big Brother is wise, I'm just a junior who has been on the path for a short time, my vision can't compare to the three of you seniors. This matter of exorcising evil relies entirely on the three of you seniors, I'll just stand aside and cheer you on."

  Lu Changfeng and the other two were puzzled by Yi Feng's sudden change in attitude, but since they had the upper hand, they didn't think much of it and just thought that Yi Feng was talking nonsense earlier.

  Lu Changfeng politely replied to Yi Feng, then said to the town mayor: "When midnight arrives and the ghost appears again, we will definitely eliminate it and restore peace to this place." His words were filled with confidence, making the villagers seem to see a glimmer of hope.

  After a hearty village feast, it was already dark, and Lu Changfeng instructed the villagers not to make any noise, and everything would go on as usual.

  Tonight, the mountain wind roars, dark clouds roll in the sky, and there is a faint rumble of thunder, as if a storm is approaching.

  Yi Feng and his three brothers stood guard in the village, holding their breath and suppressing their aura. They waited quietly for the evil creature to appear. Zhan Tian said that the ghost's power was comparable to a Yuan Ying period cultivator, which made Yi Feng feel uneasy. Among the four of them, only Eldest Brother Lu Changfeng had the highest cultivation level, but it was only in the late Golden Core stage. Although he was just one step away from reaching the Yuan Ying period, this one step difference was like a gap between heaven and earth.

  It wasn't until midnight that the air was filled with a fine misty rain, and the big trees in the village were dancing wildly in the wind like yaksha, casting eerie black shadows.

  Suddenly, Yi Feng, who had been waiting impatiently, felt a surge of overwhelming energy rapidly approaching like dark clouds covering the sky.