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The old village chief spoke eloquently and it was obvious that he had a very detailed understanding of these older traditions.

"This ritual is basically held after someone dies in the village. It is to help the deceased person cleanse his or her sins quickly, so wizards from outside the village start to perform the ritual."

"Later, it was passed down from generation to generation, and the sacrificial method of dancing the shaman became popular in all the villages along the river. It has become a custom here." When the old village chief said this, he seemed to suddenly think of something, his face changed slightly, but at the same time he quickly let it go, obviously denying the idea in his heart.

"So according to you, village chief, what you mean is that those red shadows floating around the river before, their movements and makeup were very similar to those of a certain person who was performing the shaman dance at that time, right?" Fatty Wang asked relentlessly.

The old village chief smiled helplessly: "This happened many years ago. Although our place is relatively backward overall, it does not mean that we don't understand many things in the outside world. For example, these customs that have long been meaningless have not been practiced in the village for many years."

When Fatty Wang was about to open his mouth to ask more details about the shaman dance, Da Zhuang had already led two people and walked quickly towards him.

The people who came were none other than Apple and Zhang Qilin.

Apple wiped the sweat from his forehead and came to Fatty Wang, raised his head and squinted his eyes to look at the situation in the sky: "Fatty, what's going on? Didn't you tell me through the jade token that you were in trouble? I even brought these things that you often need to deal with them." As he said that, he took out a lot of things from his pocket, including a compass, a silver needle and some other gadgets.

The people in the nearby village had never seen the tools brought by the Yin-Yang Master, and they gathered around excitedly to watch. They looked at these mysterious items curiously and talked about what they were used for. Apple and Zhang Qilin were serious and ready to start their investigation.

Even though Zhang Qilin's face was as cold as a frosty cloud, it was difficult to stop the villagers' enthusiasm to find out the truth.

"excuse me."

Zhang Qilin's words were still concise and clear, without any superfluous words.

"Did you stuff your ears with cotton? Didn't you hear Mr. Yin Yang telling you to disperse? What are you doing here? Go home! Stay still!"

"If the talisman paper on you falls off, don't blame Mr. Yin Yang for not warning you in advance!"

The old village chief was so angry that his face turned blue. He never expected that at a time like this, the villagers would still be in the mood to join in the fun and gossip.

After hearing this, the villagers were unhappy but still retreated obediently.

The old village chief cast his gaze towards the people in front of him again, only to see Fatty Wang squatting in front of Apple, staring at several items placed on the ground with a frown on his face.

"Really? You brought all these things?"

Fatty Wang picked up an exquisitely crafted compass from the ground. The compass as a whole was in the shape of a Bagua formation, but the words on it were crooked symbols that were obviously not recognizable to ordinary people.

The old village chief didn't dare to get too close. After all, this Yin-Yang master had a straightforward temper. If he really wanted him to know the ins and outs of the matter, he would naturally call him over.

The old village chief subconsciously walked a few steps towards the river, looked up at the gray sky, and felt even heavier in his heart.

The conversation between Fatty Wang and Apple was still going on, while Zhang Qilin, the oil-filled man, was sitting quietly on a stone beside him, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was in deep thought or taking a nap.

"Brother Apple, it seems that these things are useless now, right? And I told you very clearly in the communication token at that time. What we saw were more than a hundred white shadows dancing in the air. It looked very strange."

"You brought these things here, are you planning to perform a ritual?"

Fatty Wang's words immediately made the old village chief smile, and he turned to look at Apple sitting in the innermost seat.

A trace of deep thought flashed across Apple's eyes, and she reached out and picked up the compass.

"You don't really think that what you saw were all unclean things, do you? In fact, if I'm not mistaken, this should be because the dragon coffin that suppressed the river was taken away, causing the air in the river to leak, thus causing the strange phenomenon."

Apple answered easily, but Fatty Wang was a little confused.

"I still don't quite understand. Even if the river-suppressing dragon coffin was pulled away from the river, causing the hole at the bottom of the river to expand, what does this have to do with you bringing these things?"

Facing Wang Pangzi's questioning, Apple did not speak immediately. He walked to the old village chief and stood side by side with him.

"Village chief, the life and death of the residents of this village now depends on you."

When the old village chief heard this, his face instantly tensed, and even his back, which usually seemed a little loose, straightened up, revealing his round belly.

"Mr. Yin Yang, please tell me what you want us to do. As long as we can do it, we will do our best."

Mr. Yin and Yang was well-known in this area, so the villagers did not raise any objections to his request.

"In fact, there is not much that requires your cooperation. I just hope that you can bring a dozen villagers, grab the farming tools, and go to Beishankou with me to take a look."

"North Pass? Didn't that place collapse during the heavy rain some time ago?"

The old village chief was shocked when he heard this. After all, he had mentioned the incident at Beishankou to Apple, but he didn't expect Apple to directly target there.

Regardless of whether Apple can find out the truth of the matter, it is definitely not a wise move to let so many villagers take risks.

Apple seemed to see the hesitation of the old village chief. She smiled and said, "Old village chief, don't worry. I know the answer. Although it is far away from us, I believe that as long as we persevere, we will find the answer."

Fatty Wang also nodded repeatedly. Seeing that the village chief's hands were shaking, he put on a friendly expression. Although it looked a little funny, it was at least not that scary.

After everything was ready, Fatty Wang wanted to say goodbye to his wife, but found that things were very different from what he imagined. He stood there, looking around, but couldn't find his wife, and an inexplicable sadness surged in his heart.

After getting his mood right, Fatty Wang knew what to do next...

Thinking of this, Fatty Wang was at a loss for a moment.

He walked up to the old village chief and patted him gently on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, old man. We..."

Just a few simple words, but they contain deep meaning.

Outside the village of Sanjiashan, there is a vast bamboo forest. The bamboo forest grows along the river, lush and green, and rustles in the breeze.

At this time, several people were standing at the edge of the bamboo forest, their faces were extremely serious. The person standing in the front lowered his head, concentrating on studying the compass in his hand, constantly changing the direction.

The old village chief stood at the back, rubbing his hands together, looking very nervous. He kept looking to the side of the bamboo forest, as if he was worried that something terrible would suddenly appear there.

Fatty Wang, who was standing nearby, noticed the old village chief's strange behavior, so he walked up and patted him gently on the shoulder.

The old village chief was in a trance and was startled by the slap. He couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

Zhang Qilin and Zhang Hao both turned to look at the village chief.

"Village Chief, why are you making such a fuss? Are you hiding something from us?"

Fatty Wang looked at the old village chief and immediately understood something, with a hint of anger on his face.

If Fatty Wang had not opened the Yin-Yang Inn for a living and given up the tomb-robbing business, he would not have suppressed his temper so much and talked so much with the old village chief.

Fatty Wang had a bad temper, but because Zhang Hao assigned him to be responsible for going out to solicit business, he could only suppress his anger.

However, this does not mean that Fatty Wang is a person who can be manipulated by others. At this moment, he is already a little annoyed.

"Old village chief, aren't you going too far? We came all the way to this mountain valley just to help you solve these strange things and keep you safe."

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"And now you are still hiding things from us. Have you never considered us as your own people?"

Fatty Wang looked unhappy, and even Zhang Qilin pursed his lips for a rare moment.

The old village chief quickly looked at Zhang Hao, and Zhang Hao also put away the compass, acting as if to say, "If you don't tell the truth, I will no longer help you solve the problem."

The old village chief's lips trembled, and he looked back at the place he had been looking at before. After a long time, he shook his sleeves.

"Oh, Mr. Yin Yang, and these two little brothers, I really don't mean to lie to you. It's just that there is a very taboo place in our village, right next to this bamboo forest. If you rashly break in, I'm really worried..."

"Don't beat around the bush. Just tell me what's next to the bamboo forest."

Fatty Wang didn't have the patience to listen to the old village chief's nagging, so he interrupted him directly.

The old village chief waved his hand helplessly:

"Hey, little brother, you can eat as much as you want, but you can't say anything casually. The things in this place can't be explained in a few words. Don't underestimate the tricks here!" The old village chief's words were a bit serious, which made Zhang Hao and Zhang Qilin look at each other, and they both felt that something was unusual.

Zhang Qilin turned his head slightly and his eyes fell on Zhang Hao, as if waiting for his instructions.

In the Yin-Yang Inn team, Zhang Hao is the shopkeeper, responsible for decision-making, while Zhang Qilin is the technical backbone, handling various complicated rituals and corpse-driving affairs.

At this moment, facing this unknown situation, Zhang Hao gently pressed his palm, signaling Zhang Qilin to stay calm and not act rashly.

After all, the villages around Sanjia Mountain are full of mystery and hide countless unknown secrets.

They have never really understood how many unknown things the old village chief has hidden.

Before everything becomes clear, Zhang Hao decides to remain cautious and not take any action rashly.

"Old village chief, are you going to tell me or not? If you don't, we will really leave!" Fatty Wang urged impatiently, his tone full of dissatisfaction.

He, Zhang Hao and Zhang Qilin traveled a long distance to come here, not to listen to the old village chief's ambiguous words.

Seeing this, the old village chief showed an embarrassed look on his face. He looked at Zhang Hao and Zhang Qilin helplessly. Seeing that they also looked unhappy, he finally plucked up the courage and told the truth in a trembling voice.

"My two brothers, I really didn't mean to hide this from you. It's just that this matter concerns the survival of our village and the rules left by our ancestors. I can't break it easily."

The tone of the old village chief was full of helplessness and apology. He obviously knew that he had not acted uprightly in this matter. However, he also had his own difficulties and had no choice but to tell the truth at this moment.

"In that case, we won't bother you anymore." Wang Pangzi was furious when he heard this. "We have our own way to go. You guys should abide by your rules! Brother Zhang Hao, Brother Qilin, let's go!"

After saying that, Fatty Wang turned around and was about to leave, looking as if he didn't want to waste any more words with the old village chief.

Seeing this, the old village chief hurriedly grabbed Wang Pangzi's sleeve, his face full of anxiety. "Little brother, don't be angry. I already know I was wrong. Now there is a problem in the river. If you leave, our whole village will suffer!"

The old village chief's tone was pleading, and he looked at the river from time to time. Although the river seemed calm at the moment, his heart was filled with fear of those white shadows. If these Yin-Yang masters were allowed to leave like this, if those dirty things attacked again, the village would really be finished.

Zhang Hao saw this and thought to himself. He understood the old village chief's concerns and his difficulties.

So he raised his hand to stop Fatty Wang's impulsive behavior.

"Fatty, since things have come to this, let's give the old village chief another chance. He may have his own difficulties. As long as we can understand the truth, it's not too late."

Although Fatty Wang was dissatisfied, he still listened to Zhang Hao's advice. He snorted coldly, walked to a big rock beside the bamboo forest, sat down, and started to sulk.

The old village chief felt relieved upon seeing this. He looked at Zhang Hao and the other two with a smile on his face, fearing that he might do something wrong again and make them angry.

"Just ask whatever you want to know. As long as it's something I can answer, I will tell you everything I know." The old village chief's words made Zhang Hao feel a little relieved.

He knew that this time the old village chief really wanted to cooperate with them.

"Old village chief, the helplessness you mentioned just now, is it related to your ancestral teachings?" Zhang Hao asked straight to the point.

He remembered that the old village chief had mentioned the ancestral teachings before, and he was full of curiosity about it.

The old village chief laughed when he heard this. "Actually, our village didn't live in Sanjia Mountain before. Our ancestors once accepted a special mission, requiring us to migrate here and protect this place for generations. That's why we have the Sanjia Mountain Village you see now."

The old village chief's tone was full of memories and admiration for the past. He continued: "These things are clearly recorded in our family tree. (End of this chapter)