One person: Reborn as Huangxian, seeking the title of Feng Baobao at the beginning

"They have already practiced the Red and White Evils with the High Priest, and the Nine Gates Feng Shui Bureau is meddling in their affairs. What should we do now? Should we continue to fight?" The people from the Stargazing Bureau mentioned the Nine Gates Feng Shui Bureau, and their tone was full of dissatisfaction. In their opinion, if the Nine Gates Feng Shui Bureau had not intervened, they would have taken down the High Priest long ago.

There was resentment on everyone's face.

"Wait and see. After all, the Jiumen Fengshui Bureau is also a higher-level department. Even if they destroy our plan, we can't just ignore them. We will wait until they retreat to a safe place before we take action."

Seeing the Nine Gates Feng Shui Bureau's reckless actions, Liu An secretly rejoiced in his heart. This just shows that their strength is just so-so, otherwise how could they do such a thing that is not in line with their status in such an important operation?

Liu An was not in a hurry to take action, and even hoped that Wang Ye and the others would be more reckless. In this way, at the critical moment, the Star Observation Bureau would come to the rescue, and it would be clear at a glance who was superior and who was inferior.

In the future, even if the Jiumen Fengshui Bureau joined the Stargazing Bureau, it would be considered to owe Liu An a favor. When dealing with many things, Liu An believed that they knew in their hearts how to stand on the side.

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Wang Ye and his friends had no idea what the Observatory was doing.

Feng Baobao tried his best to rescue the woman, and the high priest on the altar reacted violently, seeming to rush down. But he was still absorbing the souls of the villagers. Should he give up the food in front of him or come to destroy Wang Ye and the others? The high priest had already made a decision in his heart.

Now that the Yinfeng Gate has been opened, people can only enter but not leave. For him, the most important thing is to absorb the souls of the villagers and improve his own strength.

Wang Ye thought the high priest would take action and was ready for battle. However, the high priest didn't even look at them.

"Where can we go with this woman?" The fat man pointed at the woman carrying Xiaochen on his back and thought about this question seriously.

She was just a ghost, and in Yinfengmen Village, they couldn't help her reincarnate. Should they leave now? But the high priest's situation didn't allow them to delay for too long.

Once he absorbs the souls of all the villagers, he will be much more difficult to deal with.

"Go to where she lived before she died, the house with the coffin!" Wang Siqi made a decisive decision. I wonder if he has found any clues.

Hearing Wang Siqi's words, the others did not hesitate and took Jiang Xiaochen and the woman to run towards the house.

The mansion was the most luxurious house in Fengmen Village. People in white mourning clothes were chasing them from behind, and even the white sedan chair had returned to its original state, making it particularly conspicuous in the team.

Walking behind Jiang Xiaochen, Feng Baobao clearly felt the calling power from the white sedan.

The sedan chair was calling the woman, wanting to take her back.

Feng Baobao turned around, looked at the team in front of him, raised his hand and made a gesture: "When the soldiers and the fighting are about to begin, all of them will be lined up in front - kill the evil!"

The powerful telekinesis swept through the team in front of him, the souls were scattered, and the sedan chair turned into particles and disappeared.

The whole alley became empty.

Even so, Feng Baobao did not show a relaxed expression on her face. In Yinfengmen Village, as long as the soul was not devoured, even if it was scattered, it would quickly gather again.

Resentment and Yin Qi are the sources of power for these souls. Although the Yang Fire Formation is already working, the speed is still too slow.

Just as Feng Baobao was about to take action, Wang Ye and the others had already walked into the yard.

Feng Baobao, who walked in last, set her eyes on the lounge chair under the eaves.

The creaking recliner was a key part of Xiao Wu's story. The Midnight Three Shocks team was trapped here after encountering this recliner, unable to leave and forced to wait until night.

The woman was carried into the yard by Xiaochen on his back.

Perhaps because she had returned to her home, the woman's soul subconsciously floated down from Jiang Xiaochen's back and walked towards the room where the coffin was placed.

Feng Baobao followed her and walked into the room first.

"What can I do to save you?"

The moment she walked into the room, Feng Baobao's expression became abnormal, her brows knitted, her hands tightly grasped her pants, and even beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. She stared at the woman intently, biting her lips, and blood oozed out. She seemed to be in great pain, and even these words seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth.

Noticing that something was wrong with Feng Baobao, Feng Baobao stepped forward and supported her. Looking at the woman floating on the coffin, she couldn't help but ask, "Why are all the people in Fengmen Village buried after death, but your body is still here?"

Facing this woman, everyone in the Jiumen Fengshui Bureau was filled with doubts.

Because Feng Baobao felt the pain of the woman before her death and reached the level of empathy. In Yinfengmen Village, their perspective followed the woman several times.

Why did the goddess who was once summoned by the sacrificial dance end up like this?
"Did the high priest harm you in order to cultivate the Red and White Evil?"

Although the woman didn't answer any questions, the fat man and his friends had already asked several questions in succession.

"Hmph, so what if she's a goddess? Haven't you all heard that nursery rhyme? Without true faith, how can you get the protection of the goddess? Without the incense of believers, the goddess has fallen into the mortal world, unable to escape. The people in this village are all demons! Why did you come here? I clearly told you to leave, why didn't you listen?" The woman suddenly laughed, and as she laughed, tears of blood rolled down her eyes. Soon, a small pool of blood gathered on the ground.

The woman was already a ghost, and ghosts cannot shed tears, so the blood and tears, as well as the blood on the ground, were all reflections of her life. She had shed blood and tears, trapped in this world, unable to escape.

"The people in Fengmen Village are dead. As long as we get rid of the high priest and have the Yang Fire Array, the negative energy and resentment here will soon dissipate, and this huge tomb will no longer exist! You no longer belong to the world of the living. You should go to the underworld to reincarnate. Everything in this life is over!" Wang Siqi looked at the blood and tears on the woman's face and explained the current situation seriously.

No matter what, this graveyard cannot continue to exist. Everything that happened here has disappeared with the death of the last person. No matter how much resentment you have, it will be useless and will only delay your reincarnation.

"Reincarnation? Why should they? This shouldn't have been the ending. It was their delusions that led to this tragic end. Now, why should they be able to reincarnate safely? Isn't the high priest devouring their souls? The people of Fengmen Village cannot escape the fate of having their souls torn apart!" After listening to Wang Siqi's words, the woman laughed wildly.

She sat on the coffin, her feet covered in blood. She looked at the people from the Jiumen Feng Shui Bureau with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes, which softened only when her gaze passed over Feng Baobao.

"I want to save you!" Feng Baobao didn't seem to hear the woman's words at all. She just looked at the woman and said stubbornly. In her eyes, at this moment, there was only this woman.

"You can't save me!" The woman's words seemed to touch Feng Baobao's heart, and she said lightly. "No, we can save you. Our director is very powerful. Even if I can't do it, our director will definitely be able to do it!" Feng Baobao looked at the woman anxiously, and was too persistent to give up.

"Any living person who enters the village should be burned. You guys have snatched away the fairy lady, so you must die!" At this moment, an angry roar came from outside the yard.

The gate of the courtyard was broken open from the outside. The high priest walked in front, followed by a group of people wearing masks and wedding and mourning clothes.

The Red and White Demons team had already entered the courtyard. The white bridal sedan stopped in the middle of the courtyard, and the high priest in wedding clothes looked at the people in the room.

"Fairy Lady, the time has come, it's time to get into the sedan chair!" A cold voice was heard along with the whistling wind that blew up the fallen leaves on the ground. How could this be a wedding procession?

The people from the Jiumen Fengshui Bureau were the first to walk out of the room and blocked the door.

"If you want to take the fairy lady away, you have to get past us first!" The fat man stood in the middle and shouted loudly at the high priest.

"Any living person who enters the village will die. This is the time when the Fairy Lady gets into the sedan chair. After she gets in, it will be the day of your death!" The high priest glared at the people from the Jiumen Fengshui Bureau fiercely, with a contemptuous smile on his lips, and he didn't take them seriously at all.

Being provoked like this, the fat man couldn't help it and was ready to fight. He didn't believe that he couldn't kill a vengeful spirit.

At the critical moment, Wang Ye pulled the fat man. The fat man was pulled back a step and saw Jiang Xiaochen jumping out from behind and instantly appeared in front of the high priest.

Without any fancy moves, Xiaochen simply raised his small fist and punched the high priest hard in the stomach.

"Ah——" the high priest screamed, flew backwards and hit the big red sedan chair behind him.

"Is the high priest so weak?" After absorbing the souls of so many villagers, he was easily knocked away by Jiang Xiaochen with just one punch. Wang Siqi touched his chin and muttered softly.

"Don't you see who brought Xiaochen here? He's our deputy director! Not to mention Xiaochen punching a high priest away, I wouldn't be surprised even if he broke the entire Fengmen Village with one punch!" Hearing Wang Siqi's muttering, the fat man said proudly and shook his hair. Unfortunately, his hair was not thick to begin with, so he couldn't shake it back at all, and this action looked a little funny.

However, the fat man's words successfully convinced Wang Siqi and made him stop worrying about this issue.

"Don't miss the auspicious time!" A woman's faint voice came from behind.

Almost subconsciously, several people turned around and looked at the woman, wondering what she meant.

The moment they saw the woman's face clearly, Fatty and the others saw a crystal clear tear.

His body seemed to be out of control in an instant. In a flash of inspiration, Wang Ye suddenly realized that they were wrong.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

The woman floated down from the coffin and walked out of the room step by step. When she passed by several people from the Jiumen Fengshui Bureau, her body seemed to pause slightly.

After the woman said "the auspicious time cannot be missed", the red sedan chair that had been hit by the high priest quietly returned to its original state. The high priest adjusted his wedding clothes and walked into the sedan chair.

The woman also calmly boarded the white sedan chair. The moment the sedan chair was lifted up, the people following them began to dance a strange dance again.

The two teams left the yard one after another, and red and white banknotes were scattered on the ground. The ballad mentioned by the woman also became the accompaniment. This time it was not the children who were singing, but the woman who was singing the nursery rhyme.

The deep sadness filled the faint voice. At this moment, several people from the Jiumen Fengshui Bureau couldn't help but shed tears.

"What's going on? Why are we crying because of her singing?" Wang Ye was the first to react. After all, he was a cultivator and his reactions to emotions were quick, so he was able to quickly withdraw.

“Roar—” He roared like a lion, and the deafening sound woke everyone up instantly.

"What happened just now?" The fat man looked down at his hands and asked in a low voice.

"We all seemed to be crying." Wang Siqi gently wiped away the tears from his cheeks with his fingers. His voice was extremely serious, which was considered as an answer to the fat man's question.

"This song feels completely different when sung by her!" Feng Baobao also spoke up. When she came back to her senses from the singing, she discovered a serious problem.

"We can't stay here in our physical bodies any longer, otherwise we won't be able to hold on before we destroy the vengeful spirits." The strange song itself sounded wrong. When she listened to the song, she seemed to see strange pictures, and her soul felt like it was about to move.

This is not good. In Yinfengmen Village, once the soul leaves the body, the physical body will not last long. If you are not careful, you will die.

"But the Red and White Evils have reached a critical moment. If we leave now, won't all our efforts be in vain?" Wang Ye frowned, looking at the team that was getting farther and farther away. They were only one step away from the final success. It would be a pity to give up now.

"If our souls leave our bodies first, before we can destroy the other party, we will be finished first. Besides, it's time for us to use the things the director gave us." Feng Baobao rolled her eyes. She knew Wang Ye's worries, but the prerequisite was that he had to stay alive. If he was dead, there was no point in doing anything.

As he spoke, Feng Baobao opened the box that Huang Miao had sent him. The things inside were wrapped in red cloth. They had not uncovered the red cloth before, so they didn't know what was inside.

When the red cloth is lifted, the true appearance of the items inside is revealed.

A blank stone tablet lay in the box, about 30 cm long and 20 cm wide.

"The director gave us a stele without any words on it. Where should we put it?" After seeing what was in the box, the people from the Jiumen Fengshui Bureau were stunned, somewhat puzzled by the director's intention.

They knew that since the director asked Jiang Xiaochen to deliver this thing, it must be useful, but he had to give some hint on how to use it, right?
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, with no answer.

"There seems to be something underneath?" Judging from the thickness of the box, there should be something else under the inscriptionless monument, the fat man said, pointing at the box.

The key point is that the red cloth underneath is brighter than the one that is lifted up.

Feng Baobao decisively reached out and pulled out the red cloth underneath, and the inscriptionless stele fell heavily on another stele.

That's right, Huang Miao gave them two stone tablets. (End of this chapter)