"Do you know what is causing trouble?" Dongfang Zimo asked curiously.
"I don't know. It's difficult to find out the cause even with Lao Chanyi Gan and others' ability. Little brother, just remember not to go out at night, so as not to get into trouble." The old man shook his head and said.
"I will be careful about this matter, but I want to stay here for a longer time. This money is considered as rent. I don't want anyone to disturb me before leaving here." Dongfang Zimo had a few more pieces of silver in his hand and put
The money was handed to the old man.
Naturally, this money was saved before Dongfang Zimo entered the path of cultivating immortals, and has always been kept in the storage bag.
After hearing this, the old man accepted the money with a few polite words and then left the house.
Dongfang Zimo looked at the old man's back thoughtfully.
With his current strength, as long as he doesn't encounter a Golden Core cultivator, nothing can harm him, so naturally he won't be overly worried.
Several flags dispersed in the air, and a barrier surrounded the entire room.
Dongfang Zimo held a Dharma plate in his hand and waved his sleeves, and countless densely packed small runes condensed from the Dharma plate and floated around the room.
"With these two magical formations, it should be fine. We can go out tomorrow to find the demon elixir to heal our senior brother's injuries." Dongfang Zimo put away the magic disk, placed Yang Chen in place, and then meditated and practiced beside him.
It was already night, and everything was quiet. Even the people in the village had turned off their lights early and went to sleep. Only Dongfang Zimo's house was still brightly lit.
There was nothing unusual at first, but late at night, all kinds of weird and weird noises kept coming from outside.
From time to time there are intermittent sounds of footsteps.
Women calling and crying.
These strange sounds were far and near, so far away that they sounded like coming from outside the village, and so close that they could be heard by the ears.
Dongfang Zimo, who was meditating, frowned and slowly opened his eyes.
At the same time, a talisman was held between his two fingers.
With the infusion of mana, the talisman came out of his hand, floated in the air and flew towards the door.
Dongfang Zimo kept his eyes on the talisman, and when he saw this situation, he immediately followed.
In the dark village, a dazzling light slowly floated, followed by a young man wearing a red robe.
The talisman led Dongfang Zimo out of the village and flew in a certain direction with purpose.
Finally, we stopped on a bank, but we didn't want to spontaneously combust in the air.
"The anger is so strong that even the talisman can't bear it." Dongfang Zimo's face turned slightly when he saw this, and he seemed to have noticed something.
With a few flashes, Dongfang Zimo came to a bush and pushed aside the weeds. What he saw in front of him made him startled.
I saw a woman wearing sackcloth and mourning standing next to a corpse, sobbing softly, and the woman's lower body was actually ethereal, and the whole person was not standing there, but floating in the air.
"Dead spirit ghost?" Dongfang Zimo knew at a glance that this woman was not a human being.
Several talismans were suspended in the air, and Dongfang Zimo pointed his fingers, and they all turned into fireballs and flew away.
The woman who was crying seemed to have noticed something. She turned her head suddenly, revealing a hideous and terrifying pale face, and she let out a shrill scream before disappearing from the spot.
The fireball fell directly into the air and exploded in the distance.
Seeing this, Dongfang Zimo frowned and walked a few steps, but suddenly a gust of wind blew around him, and strange clouds of fog floated out.
Dongfang Zimo looked around intently, and several talismans appeared in front of him.
"Husband, husband!"
The woman's voice kept echoing in the air, but nothing could be seen.
"Husband, I've had a hard time finding you, please don't leave me, okay."
For a moment, Dongfang Zimo felt something slowly approaching behind him. He suddenly looked back, but his expression was stunned, and the talisman he wanted to throw also stopped.
A woman with a delicate face wiped her tears with her jade hands and appeared behind Dongfang Zimo crying.
"Who is your husband? You didn't kill that corpse, right?" Dongfang Zimo saw that this woman was just a common dead soul, so he didn't do anything.
"My husband... no, you are not my husband!" The originally dull eyes of the woman wearing sackcloth and wearing mourning suddenly turned stern. When she found out that the stranger had a bloody mouth on his back, and stretched her neck out, she bit Dongfang Zimo.
"Humph!" Dongfang Zimo snorted coldly, made a talisman with one hand, and flew towards the female ghost wearing hemp and wearing mourning.
It just stuck on the ferocious face of the female ghost, and as the electric light flashed, the female ghost let out a shrill scream.
The long neck shrank back, and the female ghost's face returned to its normal female appearance. Her eyes showed fear towards Dongfang Zimo, and her figure became pale and she was about to run away.
"Now that I've caught you, do you still want to escape?" Dongfang Zimo shook his sleeves, and several talismans flew out, surrounding a certain void.
After several screams, the woman wearing sackcloth and mourning appeared in her true form under the arc of electricity.
"You are the one who makes the strange noises every night, right? Since you have become a dead soul, why don't you enter the path of reincarnation?" Dongfang Zimo stood with his hands behind his back and asked calmly.
"I want to find my husband, I want to find my husband...wuwuwu..." the woman said sobbingly when faced with Dongfang Zimo's questioning.
This female ghost only cried and did not let Dongfang Zimo get the information he wanted.
Just when Dongfang Zimo was thinking about how to deal with this female ghost, firelights lit up in the distance, and noisy noises were heard.
"That's where the explosion came from!" a man with a loud voice yelled.
"There seems to be someone over there!"
"Who is that person? Huh? This person seems to be the brother that the village chief received today."
In a short time, people from Yongning Village were standing near the river. These people were men, women, old and young. They were so densely packed that it seemed like the whole village was out.
"Old man, why are you here?" Dongfang Zimo glanced at the crowd in confusion, and his eyes fell on an old man with a cane.
"Ahem! I heard something moving nearby, so I anxiously asked the whole village to go up the mountain to find out. Huh? Who is this woman?" The old man bowed his waist and said slowly. But suddenly he saw a woman surrounded by talismans.
With.
"Village...Village Chief! Isn't that Mrs. Li's wife who has died long ago?" A young man with good eyesight glanced at the woman's face and suddenly screamed.
"What! Mrs. Li! Little prodigal, you must have read it right, right?" A middle-aged man with a round face showed a hint of fear when he heard this.
"Oh no, village chief! She is really the wife of the Li family. Could it be that she is a ghost?" Someone shouted, and hundreds of villagers began to panic.
"Calm down, I have suppressed this female ghost." Dongfang Zimo frowned and shouted coldly.