I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

In folk tradition, black dog blood is often used to ward off evil spirits and bring good fortune.

The widespread use of this product by villagers suggests that they may have encountered some kind of evil spirit and taken countermeasures.

However, to Zhang Yangqing's slight surprise, although the village used "traditional methods" to exorcise evil spirits, its feng shui was actually quite good.

The village is nestled against the mountains and faces a relatively open valley, with a stream flowing through it in the distance. It is a place where the wind gathers and energy gathers, and it is full of vitality.

This kind of layout naturally has a certain suppressive and repelling effect on some evil spirits. Ordinary wandering ghosts and low-level demons probably wouldn't dare to approach easily.

It seems that when the village was built in its early days, a master of feng shui may have provided guidance.

Perhaps it is for this reason that the troubles the village is experiencing may not come from the most ordinary evil spirits.

In other words, only evil spirits that have become sentient can integrate into normal human life.

Of course, the practice of exorcising demons and monsters has also evolved with the times. With the emergence of strange creatures, they are even more elusive than evil spirits.

Under normal circumstances, the eerie can not be judged by the naked eye; perhaps a humanoid eerie creature has infiltrated the area.

Just like the Chosen One's identity in the Strange Tales world this time is mysterious, even a professional organization like Marek's would have difficulty detecting the Chosen One if he infiltrated and avoided the detection equipment.

Since it was evening, most of the villagers had already gone home, and there weren't many people out and about.

Only a few villagers returning home late, carrying farm tools or leading livestock, hurried past.

Some people saw Chen Wen with two strangers and curiously sized them up, while others greeted Chen Wen familiarly: "Xiao Wen, you're back? And who are these two?"

Chen Wen smiled憨厚ly and replied, "Yes, you're back. These two came to the mountains to look for something. It's getting late, so I brought them to my house to stay for the night."

It seems that Chen Wen is indeed well-liked in the village. Upon hearing this, the villagers simply nodded and did not ask any further questions before going home.

Soon, the three arrived at a house at the end of the village, near the foot of the mountain.

This is a typical self-built house in the countryside, a two-story brick building with a small yard where some vegetables and fruits are grown and firewood is piled in the corner.

The house looks old, with mottled walls, but it's still quite clean.

But as soon as they approached the house, Zhang Yangqing and Xiao Xuan both frowned slightly.

There's an eerie atmosphere here!
Moreover, it wasn't the faint, lingering aura of a passerby, but a rather clear, almost resident, demonic aura.

The eerie aura permeated the area around the house, especially noticeable near a certain window on the second floor.

Clearly, demons had stayed here for more than a short time, and may even have lived here.

Xiao Xuan glanced at Zhang Yangqing and received a "don't be impatient" look from the other party.

Once inside the courtyard, Xiao Xuan casually asked, "Brother Chen, do you live alone in this house?"

As Chen Wen took out his key to open the door, he answered somewhat forlornly, "Yes, my parents went out to work when I was very young. I heard that they had an accident in the city and never came back. I was raised by my grandfather, but he passed away a few years ago. Now I'm all alone."

He seemed to remember something, a complicated expression appearing on his face, and continued, "However, some time ago, I rescued a lost female college student in the mountains. She stayed at our house for a while." Xiao Xuan immediately cooperated, showing an interested expression, and teased, "Oh? The particularly beautiful woman you mentioned?"

Chen Wen was an honest man, and when asked this question, his face turned red. He scratched his head a little embarrassedly and said, "Hehe, that's right. This is the first time I've ever seen such a beautiful girl. I think her name is Xiao Wan. She's gentle and has a nice voice."

A look of nostalgia appeared on his face, but it was quickly replaced by confusion and a hint of unease: "Later she said she had something to do at home and left, and I was living alone again. But isn't it strange? This afternoon, when I came back from working in the fields, I was chopping vegetables and cooking in the kitchen when I looked up and saw her. She was standing outside my window, smiling at me!"

Chen Wen's voice trembled slightly: "I was both surprised and delighted at the time, and I quickly ran out to call her, but when I got outside, there was no one there! I thought I was seeing things, but then I seemed to see a shadow flash by the edge of the woods in the distance, so I chased after it as if possessed, and that's how I met you two brothers."

Zhang Yangqing remained silent, calmly surveying the furnishings in the room.

It's a very ordinary farmhouse, with simple and somewhat old furniture.

On the cutting board in the kitchen, there were indeed half-cut vegetables, the fire in the stove had gone out, and the pot was still cold.

It seems Chen Wen wasn't lying; he did run out while cooking.

Xiao Xuan continued to play the role of a "curious passerby," and began to professionally inquire about the details: "Oh? What was that woman dressed like? Tell me in detail? In case we really run into her on the road, we can keep an eye out for her."

Chen Wen frowned, trying hard to recall: "She wore a blue top and a long black skirt that reached her ankles, with black cloth shoes on her feet. She looked very simple. Her hair was short and shoulder-length, tied back with a simple hairband. She looked very quiet and scholarly."

As Xiao Xuan listened, he became even more certain.

A modern young woman who claims to be a female college student is dressed in clothes from the last century? This is clearly far removed from the attire of modern college girls.

Considering the lingering demonic energy in the room and the fact that Chen Wen was only slightly affected by the faint demonic energy, it's highly likely that this kid encountered a "demon," but not the kind of ferocious and bloodthirsty evil demon.

The female demon didn't seem to have any ill intentions towards Chen Wen, but her specific purpose was still unclear.

Just then, hurried footsteps and a slightly aged voice called out from the courtyard: "Xiao Wen! Is Xiao Wen home?"

Before the words were finished, an elderly man with gray hair, a face full of wrinkles and worry, led two middle-aged men who looked equally nervous into the courtyard.

They had clearly come straight to Chen Wen's house; seeing the lights on inside, they went straight in.

Upon entering, the old man's gaze first fell on the two strangers, Zhang Yangqing and Xiao Xuan, his face showing obvious wariness and doubt. He first asked Chen Wen, "Xiao Wen, who are these two?"

This is the former village chief of Chenjia Village.

Judging from his furrowed brows and hurried steps, he clearly had something urgent to discuss with Chen Wen, but he didn't expect to run into two unfamiliar strangers here.

Upon seeing that it was the village chief, Chen Wen immediately walked over and recounted his encounter with Zhang Yangqing and Xiao Xuan on the road.

The village chief seemed to warmly welcome the two of them, but Xiao Xuan sensed that the village chief was wary of them.

This is enough to prove that the village chief seems to know something.

Of course, Xiao Xuan could understand. As the village chief, who wouldn't think there was something wrong with these two men going up the mountain at night to look for something?
Zhang Yangqing noticed something even more detailed; he could even deduce that the village chief had learned some Taoist magic, or more accurately, some 'tricks'.

(End of this chapter)