The middle-aged man was very polite. After paying his respects to everyone, he said. "Daoist Master Ku Mu, Daoist Master Yuan Mu, Master Xu, and this Daoist Master from the ancient city of Taichu, please help us resolve the situation in Mao Cao village. Or else the villagers of Mao Cao Village will have a hard time going about their lives."
The Daoist Yuan Mu, who was in the Initial Xuan Realm, waved his hand and said with some impatience, "Village chief, you can rest assured. From my point of view, this is at most a ghost of the upper stage of Xuan Realm, it's just a matter of time before I catch the ghost with my brothers."
Ji Yuenian's eyes moved slightly as if he suddenly thought of something, but instead of saying anything, he just stepped out of the house and stared at this peaceful Mao Cao village.
The smoke from cooking continued to rise in people's households.
"Little Daoist." A sweet voice filtered in to his ears. The braided girl was standing a few meters in front of him, looking at him anxiously, "Leave this place quickly, you can't get involved in the affairs of our Mao Cao village."
Ji Yuenian frowned slightly, quietly looking at the braided girl, and there was a sense of foreboding in his heart.
What's wrong?
A sudden thunderstorm crossed his mind!
She said "Our Mao Cao village!"
This wasn't Huangcao (deserted) village at all, but a Mao Cao village where hundreds of people in the village were said to have died!
In other words, there was no Mao Cao village in the first place!
"Why are you standing here, Master? Come inside and take rest." The village chief's voice sounded in his ears.
Ji Yuenian turned his head and saw the village chief walking out of the main room, heading towards him.
"Why don't you leave quickly!? As long as you leave the Mao Cao village, you can get rid of this terrible curse!" The braided girl said more anxiously.
Strangely, the village chief didn't seem to notice the existence of the braided girl and disregarded her.
Ji Yuenian thought for a moment, and without saying a word, he turned around and headed straight for the village entrance.
The braided girl followed him with a concerned look.
"Daoist master! Please don't go! Stay here!"
The village chief's voice gradually distorted in his ears, getting smaller and smaller.
"Let's go!" The braided girl stretched out her slender jade hand and grabbed him by the wrist and ran out of the village.
Ji Yuenian remained silent, letting the girl lead him in to running faster and faster.
Finally, he reached the entrance of the village.
The braided girl let go of his hand and said anxiously, "Little Daoist, get out of here quick, before it's too late!"
Ji Yuenian turned around, looked at the Mao Cao village that had become dead silent at some point behind him, nodded, and said, "Okay."
But his footsteps did not move a bit.
"Little Daoist, go! Quickly go!"
The braided girl seemed to be very anxious, from time to time she opened her mouth to urge him to leave.
"Go? Where to go?" Ji Yuenian looked at the young girl's beautiful face and said with a light smile, "Forgive me for saying this, but the "little girl's" disguise is extremely clumsy."
The young girl was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion, "What is the Daoist master talking about?"
Ji Yuenian shook his head slightly, flicked his sleeve, and a golden Xuan energy flowed out, breaking all the barriers in front of him.
The village behind him had regained its vague atmosphere and bustle, but one step in front of him was the real deserted village of Mao Cao!
This was the western side of the Mao Cao village. After the accident in the Mao Cao village, no one dared to come here again. As long as he took one more step, he would step into this extremely strange Mao Cao village!
"How can you see through?" The girl's face gradually calmed down.
"It's very simple, although I didn't see through the barrier directly, your flaws are really too obvious." Ji Yuenian pointed to the girl's thin, coarse clothes, "The last two days have just gone through heavy storms, and the weather is extremely cold, your clothes alone won't protect you from the cold, but your hands are warm."
The girl quietly looked at Ji Yuenian, without saying anything.
"Also," Ji Yuenian looked towards the Mao Cao village, which was completely filled with a strange atmosphere. "I'm 80% certain that the events in Mao Cao Village has something to do with the body ghost of the heavy rain in the past two days. The body ghost is very special, but it has something that other ghosts can't match."
"Let me hear about it." The braided girl's face was expressionless.
Ji Yuenian nodded and said, "I just saw a wooden statue of the mountain god at the village chief's house. Along the way, I also saw the same statue of the mountain god through the occasional open door of the rest of the houses. It is the key to the transformation of a body ghost"
The girl said softly, "Every mountain god is a god of heaven and earth who protects one side. What does it have to do with ghosts?"
"Although this is a good statement," Ji Yuenian waved the sleeves of his Zhan Qing Daoist robe, "But the mountain gods that have been worshiped by these two villages for generations do not exist at all!
"Even the god of heaven and earth with the lowest rank among imperial gods protects the territory of thousands of miles, just like the god of Taichu worshiped in the ancient city of Taichu.
"This mountain is only one of the outermost mountains of the Qingluan Mountain. It is extremely small. How can there be a mountain god enshrined here? If it is really protected by a mountain god, there is no way that this place would be so deserted. There are only two small villages that seem to be isolated from the world.
"Their so-called mountain gods are just a figment of their imagination."
The girl looked at Ji Yuenian strangely and said, "Little Daoist is really smart, but even if the mountain god does not exist, what does this have to do with the ghost?"
Ji Yuenian stepped forward, only a foot away from the young girl, looked down at her, and said. "Although the mountain god does not exist, but the mountain god statue has absorbed the will of the villagers for many years, but there was no spirituality in it from the beginning to the end.
"During the past two days, there were many ghosts in the pouring rain. It should be that a ghost came to the Mao Cao village and noticed the abnormality of the mountain god statue, so it was divided into hundreds of mountain god statues in the village. The willpower accumulated in the body was transformed to gain a new birth. From then on it was no longer trapped by the celestial phenomena (heaven) and was completely freed from the body of a ghost, and has now become a ghost that can truly cultivate."
"Girl, am I right?"
The girl didn't say a word, just looked at Ji Yuenian and fell silent.
Ji Yuenian smiled and continued: "Unfortunately, after you were born, not only did you lose the body of a ghost, you also lost all kinds of strange abilities as a body ghost. You have become a pitiful ghost, and you can only lead me here by means of a maze."
"Even if you guessed it, so what?" The braided girl erupted with strong ferocious spirit, and condensed the figure of a woman in the void, "It's a pity that you didn't guess my cultivation level, so you're going to die the same way!"
The fierce ghost power swept out. This ghost actually had a terrifying cultivation realm of the upper realm!
Meanwhile, after the braided girl lost her body, her eyes became dull and gradually turned into a pile of scattered bones under the pervading ghostly energy.