My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

This harmless aura will protect the village, and the village's feng shui will become better and better.

Zhang Hao's old profession was transporting corpses. Now that he has arrived in this village, after he floated into the sky, he discovered that there seemed to be something unusual buried beneath the village.

"I've figured it out. But strictly speaking, this village hasn't done anything illegal, so it seems we don't need to investigate further."

Zhang Hao said calmly.

"Hahaha, what does it have to do with me if it's not illegal? What I want to know is, with such a strong yin energy in this village, can I use this yin energy for my own purposes!"

Zhang Hao's heart skipped a beat, but he calmly looked at him and brought up his previous request again.

"Don't cause a death at this time. Do you want to expose your whereabouts?"

Tong Xin chuckled: "Don't worry, this place is near the mountains and far from the police station. It's a dry place, so it's quite normal for a wildfire to break out and burn the whole village down, right?"

Zhang Hao turned his head and looked at him with a smile: "You really are getting more and more ruthless. You wouldn't have gone this far before. What? Is it possible that people of the new school, unless they have a special way to maintain their nature, become more ruthless the stronger they become?"

Tong Xin nodded without hesitation, openly admitting that the stronger he became, the more ruthless he became.

He also talked about some inside stories of the new school, as if he were talking about common sense.

"If you can't resolutely discard that little bit of useless kindness, even if you become stronger, you may still fall into the predicament of a split soul. Because God doesn't need good and evil, he only needs believers who completely meet his requirements."

Tong Xin touched his heart, his expression somewhat eerie in the moonlight: "I am a very qualified believer. God will protect me, God will favor me. The better I behave, the more power I will receive. So, just cooperate with me obediently."

Zhang Hao thought he had to get rid of this guy quickly, otherwise the village would be in trouble.

The two floated back to their room, and Tongxin pressed him again, "Tell me, what problem did you see?"

Zhang Hao knew it was best not to try anything clever at this point, so he simply shared his discovery.

"Although the village has a strong yin energy, it doesn't have any sinful aura. As far as I know, there are only two reasons that could cause this."

Zhang Hao held up two fingers, but instead of revealing the real reason, he first mocked the other party, saying, "You can't even see such a simple reason."

Tong Xin wasn't embarrassed about her shortcomings at all; she readily admitted them and even urged him to tell her quickly.

"First, the village may possess magical artifacts, the kind specifically designed to subdue ghosts and monsters. These items are generally very heavy with yin energy. The second possibility is that the corpses in the village were specially treated and buried underground, resulting in unique mummies. Over time, these mummies will spontaneously accumulate yin energy, causing the entire village to be shrouded in a thick yin aura."

"Both reasons seem reasonable. Which one do you think is more likely?" Tong Xin asked, staring at him.

“The first possibility is more likely,” Zhang Hao said without hesitation.

At least the first possibility can prevent this guy from going on a killing spree.

"But my intuition tells me the second possibility is more likely. Could it be that you made a mistake?" Tong Xin chuckled and asked him in return.

"If you think I made a mistake, you can check it yourself. The longer you stay here, the easier it is to be exposed. Didn't you say you were going to that Longevity Village? Now you're not in a hurry anymore?"

On the surface, Zhang Hao was chatting with the other party, but in reality, he had already used a special communication spell to send a telepathic message to Xiao Jinli and his group. He instructed them to bring people over, pretending to be there on a mission, and also to lure a few members of the New School over to make Tong Xin feel the pressure of being exposed.

This way, Tongxin will realize the difficulty and give up, and stop trying to take advantage of the village.

"No, I'm in a hurry. Look at the moon in the sky." Tong Xin pointed to the moon hidden in the clouds outside the window.

The moon was mostly obscured, but it was still vaguely visible that it was in a semi-circular state.

Tong Xin continued, "To enter Changsheng Village, we have to wait until the night of the full moon. Anyway, it's not time yet, so I'll stay here and investigate the secrets of this place. Maybe it can even help me recover from my injuries ahead of schedule!"

Even if I can't recover, at least I can find some fun for myself.

As for the possibility of ruining an entire village while having fun, Tongxin doesn't care at all. As long as he's happy, those other people's lives are irrelevant.

They're all just ants anyway, so if they die, they die. It's just bad luck for them.

"A full moon night? Is there such a strange custom?" Zhang Hao secretly noted this down in his mind.

The next day, when they went downstairs for breakfast, they found that only the female homeowner was there; the male homeowner was gone.

The hostess prepared breakfast for just the two of them, and she had changed into a rather plain outfit.

In rural areas, people usually wear plain-colored clothes when attending funerals.

Tong Xin noticed this too, and as the hostess was about to leave, she asked curiously, "What happened? Aren't you going to stay for breakfast before you go?"

The woman waved her hand, her face showing urgency, and strode out, saying without turning her head, "Someone in the village has passed away, we have to go for the funeral. You all stay here, don't go out!"

After saying that, the woman had already walked out the door and disappeared.

Tong Xin chuckled as he ate his breakfast, "Now we have a chance to verify it?"

Zhang Hao's brow twitched, and a bad feeling welled up in his heart.

His hunch was right. After dinner, Tong Xin used filming as an excuse to sneak up on the family holding the funeral.

Outside the house, there were about a dozen tables set up for a feast. The people who came to eat didn't seem sad at all; in fact, most of them seemed quite happy.

This is not the atmosphere one would expect at a funeral.

Zhang Hao and his companion were complete strangers. Someone spotted them, frowned, and came over to ask what was going on.

"We're photographers here for sightseeing and research. We want to film some rural customs to make a documentary introducing the local customs and traditions across China. We wanted to see what special customs and traditions you have regarding funerals, so we came to see if we could find some material."...

Tongxin suddenly produced a camera from somewhere and started filming here and there, acting like a professional.

Hearing this answer, the man didn't suspect anything. Instead, he patiently told them, "You can take pictures, but remember not to make a big commotion. Also, keep a low profile. Don't be taking pictures of something in broad daylight; it makes people uncomfortable." (End of Chapter)