I can bless thousands of magical powers.

The sun, which had raged all day, gradually set in the west, and night once again enveloped the earth.

Zhang Yuan looked towards the village that appeared in front of him.

This place is very close to the official road and should have been a densely populated area with houses connected together and at least one or two hundred households.

Moreover, these houses look quite neat and tidy, so it should be a wealthy village.

But now the village is extremely quiet and silent. There is no smoke rising from the kitchen and no sounds of chickens or dogs.

As for the human figure, there was not even a single one of them!
This deserted village was gradually falling into darkness. The wind blew up the fallen leaves on the ground, creating an indescribable desolate feeling.

And eerie.

Zhang Yuan narrowed his eyes and stared for a moment, then turned his head and asked Mo Huaian beside him: "Junior brother, do you want to go in and take a look?"

Two days ago, he and Mo Huaian parted ways with the caravan and continued on their way to Yong'an City.

In the past two days, the two passed through many villages.

Yong'an City is the capital of a state. Its prosperity is unquestionable, and it is normal that there are villages, towns and farms scattered around it.

What is abnormal is that all these villages are empty.

Although the Yongzhou area had been experiencing severe drought for several months, rivers had dried up and wells had dried up, and the lives of ordinary people were difficult and hard, it was not surprising that they fled to escape the famine and avoid natural disasters.

But it's not the case that the entire village is completely deserted.

Zhang Yuan and Mo Huaian searched several villages and farms, but they didn't find even a single body.

This is very strange.

"Ah."

Mo Huaian nodded and touched the neck of his mount lovingly: “Let’s rest in this village tonight.”

The weather was so hot that the horses had consumed a lot of energy. After running for half a day, they were exhausted and needed water and sufficient rest.

Otherwise the horse simply won’t be able to hold on.

So the two of them walked into the village, one in front and one behind.

Following the relatively flat village road, Zhang Yuan and Mo Huaian arrived at the center of the village.

A ancestral hall with blue bricks and black tiles appeared in front of the two people.

The door of the ancestral hall is open, and you can vaguely see the ancestral tablets and the shrines of the guardian deities enshrined inside.

People in Yongzhou area worship guardian gods and offer sacrifices to them by placing shrines and ancestor tablets side by side, in the hope of protecting their homes, bringing good luck and peace, and deterring and expelling strange and evil spirits.

Zhang Yuan's eyes were so sharp that he could see at a glance that most of the tablets in the ancestral hall had fallen over.

The shrine of the guardian deity was split into two halves, and the statue inside was badly damaged.

Mo Huaian looked at him thoughtfully.

The two men dismounted together and led their mounts into the ancestral hall.

Zhang Yuan checked inside and out, and after making sure there was no danger, he said to Mo Huaian, "I'll go find some food and water and be back soon."

Mo Huai'an nodded: "Be careful."

The two have been together for a long time and have developed a tacit understanding.

Mo Huaian took out the array plate and talismans from his luggage bag and set up a magic array inside the ancestral hall.

Compared to when he just left the mountain gate, his movements were already very skillful.

Zhang Yuan searched the village carefully.

As a result, there were some discoveries.

Some of the houses were basically intact, with no signs of being looted or fleeing famine.

Zhang Yuan found a lot of rice, bacon, dried vegetables and other food. He even found a cellar full of food!
If everyone in this village went out to escape the famine, how could they not take these foods with them?
Therefore, the disappearance of the villagers is extremely strange.

Nine times out of ten it has something to do with weirdness!
Considering the current severe drought situation in Yongzhou, Zhang Yuan had some vague guesses.

But he didn't think too much about it for the time being and first took some usable ingredients back to the ancestral hall as today's dinner.

As for clean water, the two wells in the village had long dried up, and Zhang Yuan took it out from the storage space.

Anyway, as long as he doesn’t say it himself, Mo Huaian won’t think too much about it.

I just thought Zhang Yuan was very capable.

After feeding the horses and the gray-fanged lynx, Zhang Yuan built a fire and cooked food for the two of them.

The village was large and relatively wealthy, and the ancestral hall built there was quite large, which was more than enough for the occasion.

While cooking, he told Mo Huaian about his discoveries in the village.

After listening to it, Mo Huaian said firmly: "It must be a weird thing!"

His expression was extremely solemn: "This village gives me a bad feeling, and there is a strange aura lingering. I am worried that I will not have peace tonight!"

As soon as the young wizard finished speaking, an evil wind suddenly blew up in the ancestral hall.

The chilly wind blew across the fire, causing the flames to flicker and jump!

The gray-toothed lynx that was lying nearby and gnawing on bacon suddenly raised its head, bared its teeth and let out a low growl.

Zhang Yuan's eyes flickered, and he smiled and said, "Then let them come."

Clang!
He suddenly drew out the Taowu sword and placed it across his knees. A strong bloody aura instantly spread in all directions.

The evil spirit suddenly appeared, and the evil wind that had just risen was forcibly suppressed.

Mo Huaian pinched his fingers and closed his eyes, then opened them again, with a gleam of light flashing in his eyes as deep as the abyss.

The young mage took a deep breath and shouted in a deep voice: "Command!"

The formation plate placed in the center of the ancestral hall suddenly shone brightly, and a mysterious power suddenly descended, instantly dispelling the cold and gloomy evil spirits, making the room warm and bright again.

Zhang Yuan stroked the long sword and sensed the longing conveyed by this mysterious weapon.

Time passed little by little, and before I knew it, it was already late at night.

The fire in the ancestral hall was still burning, and the newly added firewood made crackling sounds from time to time. The horse tied in the corner had its eyes half open, and although it had fallen asleep, it still remained somewhat alert.

The gray lynx curled up into a ball, resting its furry head on its legs.

It looked like it had fallen asleep, but in fact its slightly trembling ears showed that this war beast was always on alert.

Mo Huaian sat cross-legged on the cushion with his eyes closed, motionless.

It seems like he is in a trance.

As for Zhang Yuan, he stood guard at the gate of the ancestral hall, watching the village falling into darkness with an expressionless face.

This deserted village was extremely silent. No chirping of autumn insects could be heard, nor were there any mosquitoes or moths to be seen.

Suddenly, in the darkness in front of and behind the house, tiny flames lit up silently.

These tiny bits of dark purple fire jumped and moved quietly, approaching the ancestral hall in the center of the village from all directions.

Formed an encirclement.

The next moment, Mo Huaian, who was sitting in the ancestral hall, suddenly opened his eyes.

A green light flashed between his eyebrows.

The magic circle arranged around was activated instantly, and a ball of silver-white spiritual light suddenly appeared and expanded, turning into a circle of light waves that spread towards the surroundings, completely ignoring the obstruction of the wall.

In the blink of an eye, a large area of ​​magic circle light engulfed the approaching dark purple fire!
One by one, the strange monsters revealed their true forms! (End of this chapter)