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Ji Ye said, "I once told my children to keep this radio safe. I thought that as long as I find my children, I will know where the radio is."

The old woman said, "If it's so simple, why didn't you look for the radio before?"

Ji Ye looked at the corpses lying scattered on the ground, shook his head, and said, "I've been constantly being hunted by them, so I haven't had a chance at all."

The old woman looked at the corpses on the ground and slowly said, "If what you say is true, I can have someone retrieve the radio you mentioned to fulfill your wish. After your wish is fulfilled, I will perform a ritual for you to pass on to the afterlife..."

She paused slightly at this point, then continued, "Of course, you must stay with me until the radio is retrieved, and you can't go anywhere..."

Ji Ye knew that the old woman couldn't completely trust him, so she wouldn't let him leave. When she retrieved the radio and handed it to him, that was also the moment she was about to kill him.

Of course, in her view, this is not murder, but a way of sending oneself into the cycle of reincarnation so that one can be reborn. Otherwise, if one stays in the world and does not enter the cycle of reincarnation, one will be a lonely ghost for the rest of one's life.

Ji Ye nodded and said, "I know, thank you..."

Looking at the corpses scattered all over the ground, he originally wanted to remind the old woman to deal with them, but suddenly changed his mind.

This old woman could easily kill Lord Huang. If she wanted to deal with me, I would probably be no match for her either. As for the so-called need to see the radio, it was just Ji Ye's delaying tactic. But this trick could only buy me a few days at most. This old woman would never let me live in He Longtao's body indefinitely.

His only chance of survival was for Tiancang and his white-hatted followers to find him. The old woman had killed Lord Huang and thus incurred the enmity of these white-hatted followers. If Tiancang and his men found him and clashed with the old woman, they could fight to the death, giving him a chance to live.

Originally, he just wanted to escape far away from Tian Cang and the others, but now he hoped they would appear soon. This old woman, whose background he didn't know, was putting him under tremendous pressure.

The old woman, unaware of Ji Ye's thoughts, saw him staring at the corpses on the ground and assumed he was worried about how to dispose of them. She said, "Don't worry, someone will take care of this. They shouldn't be able to find you for now. Stay with me, and you don't need to worry about them coming looking for you."

Ji Ye looked up and asked, "What exactly are they?" He could tell that the old woman was familiar with these white hats.

The old woman gave a soft, cold laugh, her tone tinged with disdain: "They call themselves messengers of death or ghosts, but in reality..."

She paused for a moment after saying this.

"It's getting worse and worse, with even wicked monsters getting mixed in."

The old woman was referring to Lord Huang, whom she had killed.

"If my old lady hadn't seen it, that would have been fine, but now that she has, she has no choice but to step in and do something about it."

She looked at Ji Ye and said, "Go with the old woman."

Ji Ye nodded. He couldn't see through the old woman's strength, nor did he know her background. He dared not act rashly now. Delaying time was to his advantage. Every day that passed, his strength would increase, and the later he acted, the more advantageous it would be for him.

So he is very obedient now, following the old woman away from here and walking into the darkness.

Walking along this abandoned path for about a hundred meters, you can see a lot of farmland. On the other side of this vast farmland, Ji Ye can vaguely see some buildings built against the mountain in the darkness; those are villages.

Ji Ye was familiar with Erliqiao. It was located in the suburbs of Ancheng, and further ahead was Huichang County. He had passed through here many times and knew that there were many villages surrounded by mountains on both sides. However, he did not expect that there would be a person like the old woman hidden in these villages.

"This old woman is really something. She clearly knows who these ghosts are and that she killed their people, yet she can still calmly lead me back to the village. Isn't she afraid these people will come looking for her?"

As Ji Ye pondered, he observed his surroundings while simultaneously channeling the energy within his body into his left arm.

His left arm was broken, and his shoulder was also dug into by claws. It could be said that his left arm was the most seriously injured. He had previously observed that Lord Huang and found that the power of his mental body seemed to be able to effectively contract the wound muscles, including stop the bleeding. Now he was trying to use the energy of his mental body to send it into his left arm.

Gradually, he found that it was effective. The wound on his shoulder stopped bleeding without him noticing, and even the original pain gradually lessened.

"It seems that entering the sub-body realm allows the energy of this mental body to accelerate the healing of injuries. I just don't know how long it will take for the bones in this left arm to heal..."

Ji Ye knew that for an ordinary person, it would take at least three months for a broken bone to heal. Even if the energy of a sentient being could accelerate the healing process, he was afraid that his left arm would be unusable for a short period of time.

Crossing the vast farmland, Ji Ye saw a stone arch bridge covered in moss. Beneath the bridge was a winding stream that meandered along the farmland. It was the dry season, and the stream was dry; there was no water in it.

Ji Ye saw words on the bridgehead, and the three characters "Erli Bridge" were faintly visible on them.

This area is known as Erliqiao, all because of this bridge.

The old woman led Ji Ye across the "Erli Bridge," and after walking another seventy or eighty meters, they could see a large area of ​​blue brick and tile houses, all in a classical architectural style, which looked quite old.

It was late at night, and all around was quiet and dark, with no lights in sight and no human voices to be heard.

The old woman stopped at the door of one of the brick and tile houses. There were two copper rings on the two wooden doors. The old woman gently picked up one of the copper rings and knocked on the door. The copper ring struck the wooden door, and it sounded particularly loud in the quiet village.

Ji Ye's heart skipped a beat; these days, it's rare to see doors still using such brass rings.

"Who is it?" A somewhat aged voice rang out from inside the house, slow and seemingly tinged with displeasure.

"Old Qin, it's me," the old woman said.

"They're here!" The originally aged voice immediately quickened.

With a "whoosh," the tightly closed wooden door opened a crack, and then an old face was revealed.

Upon seeing the old woman, a smile appeared on her aged face.

Ji Ye stood to one side, and as the door opened, he caught a faint scent of medicinal herbs.

"My friend is injured, can you take a look?"

The old woman spoke while glancing at Ji Ye.

"Oh?" Old Qin opened the door and saw Ji Ye.

Ji Ye looked at Old Qin, whose face was full of wrinkles and who was not much younger than the old woman, but he had a ruddy complexion and looked very energetic.

"Come in."

Old Qin turned on the light inside, and the old woman led Ji Ye inside.

Inside was a large hall, with an eight-immortal table at the head of the table. On the table was a rather exquisite and small incense burner with three sticks of incense burning inside. Above, on the wall, hung a portrait, which Ji Ye recognized as the portrait of the City God.

There are many City God Temples in various places, which enshrine the City God, but it is quite rare to hang a portrait of the City God in one's home.