"Uncle?"

When Pei Wende rushed to the door of Butcher Zhang's house as fast as he could, the whole village had fallen into an eerie silence.

Only Butcher Zhang, holding a butcher knife, stood proudly at the door of his house, exuding an astonishing aura of evil and blood, as if he had fought with something unknown.

"Ahem..."

Awakened by Pei Wende's call, Zhang Butu, who was almost exhausted, reluctantly raised his head and stared at the other person with slightly dull eyes for a while before he recovered.

"Go quickly! You are no match for it!"

As soon as he said these words, Butcher Zhang seemed to have exhausted all his strength and fell forward unable to hold on any longer.

"Uncle?!"

In shock, Pei Wendel didn't even care too much and hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhang Butcher, who was about to fall to the ground.

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At this moment, intense heat spread rapidly from the place where the two people came into contact.

Pei Wende felt as if what he was holding was not a person, but a burning charcoal fire, hot and painful.

"ah!"

Resisting the burning sensation of the flames coming from his hands, Pei Wende reluctantly pushed Butcher Zhang slowly against the threshold, and then he had the opportunity to cast his gaze towards the courtyard inside the door.

"These...everyone..."

Only then did Pei Wende realize why Butcher Zhang was guarding the door.

Because the yard of Butcher Zhang's house, which was not that big, was actually densely packed with twenty or thirty people.

At this moment, almost all the living people in Zhangjiacun gathered at Butcher Zhang's house.

Judging from the state of these villagers, their current state is obviously not right, as if they have been collectively invaded by some evil spirit, and they are motionless in a state of confusion.

"Brother!"

Just when Pei Wende was shocked by everything that happened in front of him, Zhang Chusheng's slightly crying voice suddenly came from the crack in the door of the house.

Looking around, Pei Wende could only vaguely see a woman blocking the door of the house with her body, protecting Zhang Chusheng inside.

"Chu Sheng?"

As the door to the back room was slowly pushed open, Zhang Chusheng, who was holding a baby in his arms, took three steps and two steps at a time and staggered to Pei Wende.

"Brother! Please save my sister!"

This baby is none other than Zhang Chusheng's biological sister, the youngest daughter of Zhang Butcher's family who was born not long ago.

But just like everyone else in the courtyard, Zhang Chusheng's sister is obviously not in a normal state right now, and there is no trace of the vitality of a living person on her dark green face.

If Ruoyouruowu's breathing hadn't continued, Pei Wende even thought that this little guy might have died.

"My sister...my sister is dying!"

Tears flowed uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes. As if grasping the last straw, Zhang Chusheng cried and handed his sister to Pei Wende.

"..."

First he glanced at Zhang Chusheng, who was crying and no longer human, and then at the woman in the room who was still protecting her child even though she was unconscious...

Pei Wende felt like his heart had been bitten by something, and all kinds of emotions such as pain, self-blame, regret, etc. suddenly surged into his heart.

If I could go faster...

If my judgment is not wrong...

If those monsters weren't coming for me...

"I will save your sister!"

Before the complicated emotions spread in his heart, Pei Wende reached out to take Zhang Chusheng's sister, and then promised in a sonorous and powerful tone.

"Not only your sister, but everyone in the village, I will save them!"

Pei Wende reached out and opened the baby's eyelids, and noticed that her pupils had begun to dilate, and it was obvious that she could not hold on for much longer.

"Chu Sheng, go to the kitchen and get a knife and a bowl."

Regardless of what Pei Wende was planning to do, Zhang Chusheng immediately ran to his kitchen and got the knives and bowls he needed as quickly as he could in his life.

Chi!

Taking the kitchen knife from Zhang Chusheng's hand, Pei Wende directly cut his palm and let the blood drip down the palm into the baby's mouth.

"This is a sign that evil energy has entered the body. All I can do now is..."

"No, my blood will definitely be able to dispel these evil spirits!"

As if in response to Pei Wende's words, as the yang-filled blood merged into the baby's body, her complexion recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But this is not enough, because Zhang Chusheng's sister's heartbeat is still weak, and the struggle between evil energy and Yang energy is fiercely consuming the baby's little vitality.

"Chu Sheng, you mix my blood with well water and feed it to everyone."

Seeing this situation, Pei Wende, who had been prepared for it, gritted his teeth and cut another wound on his arm.

The clever Zhang Chusheng didn't hesitate at all when he saw this. He immediately took a bowl full of blood in the bowl he had prepared earlier and poured it into the big vat in the yard.

Then the second bowl, the third bowl...

It wasn't until Pei Wende's face started to turn pale that he tore off a section of his sleeve and asked Zhang Chusheng to bandage it for him.

Pei Wende said nothing during the whole process, but Zhang Chusheng was infected by his behavior and gradually stopped crying, showing a determined expression.

"If I had known earlier, I should have learned the 'Six-Character Mantra' from the old monk first."

After instructing Zhang Chusheng to feed blood to all the villagers present, Pei Wende, who was still racing against time, immediately held the baby and sat cross-legged in meditation.

"I hope I remember correctly..."

When Pei Wende completely closed his eyes, what he recalled in his mind was the scene when monk Huiji recited Ksitigarbha's Ten Wheel Sutra at Mulian Temple and used the "Great Mark Mantra of Water, Fire, Auspicious Light," to ward off evil spirits.

Pei Wende did not dare to expect one thousandth of the effect of Hui Jing at that time. Pei Wende only hoped that the special aspiration he had when reciting the Rebirth Mantra could work.

"Om, Bo La Mo Lin Tuo Ning, Sa Po He!"

"Qianpu Qianpu Qianqianpu Agashe Qianpu Dharma Jieluo Qianpu..."

——The Ten Wheels of Ksitigarbha Sutra·Full of water, fire, auspiciousness and light, the Great Inscription Ming Mantra!

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"Huh?"

The mandrill lurking in a corner of the village seemed to have sensed a natural enemy, and suddenly woke up and looked in the direction of Butcher Zhang's house.

【Who is chanting? 】

The butcher who was so fierce that he forced himself back with a butcher knife flashed in his mind, but Mandrill immediately denied his guess.

That butcher was certainly full of evil spirits and was impervious to all evil.

But he is obviously not a practitioner, and it is impossible for him to recite such an exorcism spell that contains the power of wishes.

"It's Pei Wende!"

In an instant, Mandrill locked onto the identity of the man chanting the sutra, and a flash of ecstasy flashed across his face.

"You can't find anything even if you wear iron shoes, but it takes no effort to get there!"

"I didn't expect that before I went to find you, you showed up at my door yourself!"
Chapter completed!