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Chapter 118 The Catastrophe of Spirit Rice: Pursuers Arrive

He Mu's eyes were filled with fear, and his tone lowered considerably: "These people now live entirely on spirit rice. They don't need to go out to farm or fish day and night. Every few days, the God of Fertility distributes spirit rice."

"You've never eaten spirit rice before?" Gu Qinghan asked.

"You jest, sir. That spirit rice is clearly an evil substance. Once you eat it, you'll be controlled by that evil spirit. The village was normal a few years ago, but ever since they ate the spirit rice, everyone seems to have lost their souls. And the women in the village have all gone to that temple that grants children and have never returned."

He Mu's voice trembled, his heart filled with fear.

Gu Qinghan did not answer.

The next moment, she suddenly reached for the blankets next to her and pulled them off. A woman was hiding on the bed, holding her child, with tears in her eyes.

The girl trembled with fear at Gu Qinghan's face. She tried to scream, but her mother covered her mouth, preventing her from making a sound.

He Mu immediately knelt down: "My lord..."

"It seems not all women went. As long as they didn't eat the spirit rice, they can maintain normal thinking, right? The village has become like this, why doesn't your family escape?"

Gu Qinghan ignored the mother and daughter who were trembling with fear.

Judging from their appearance, this family has been hiding and barely surviving. They are probably one of the few normal people in the village who dare not show their faces in public.

"I want to escape too, but once you become a villager, you can't escape. It's much easier for outsiders to leave."

He Mu said in a low voice, "Several families who tried to escape before were caught and brought back. In the end, they were all sent to a Buddhist temple and never appeared again."

"Who arrested you?"

"Ha, those guys who ate the spirit rice, every single one of them is a lackey of the God of Fertility. There are many of them squatting at the entrance and outside the village. They won't be able to escape more than a few miles before they are caught and brought back."

He Mu's expression changed.

Staying in the village all the time, it would be difficult to survive without eating spirit rice.

During this period, the family's food reserves were almost exhausted. If they didn't find a way to deal with it, sooner or later he would have to eat spirit rice like everyone else.

Gu Qinghan frowned and asked, "Have you reported it to the authorities?"

"At first, there were many people who had never eaten spirit rice before. They all went to report to the authorities, but in the end, only a few officials were sent down. They didn't say anything, just took a stroll around the Buddhist temple and left."

"Interesting. Then follow me and lead the way."

Gu Qinghan took out an iron plaque from his pocket, its edges inlaid with white jade.

This is Xu Mofan's ivory token, but its dragon and tiger energy has been exhausted, losing its mystical power. However, the seal on it...

The seals were all from government offices and were easy to identify.

He Mu didn't have many options at this moment.

Although this person looked no different from a monster, at least she could communicate and had an official badge, making her easier to deal with than the evil spirit that controlled the entire village.

I've heard that those extraordinary people in the government who deal with demons and monsters all look like this.

Moreover, normal food is becoming increasingly scarce, and the entire village is not engaged in any production. If they continue to stay here, they will eventually starve to death.

Gu Qinghan's appearance, however, gave him another option.

Not long after, He Mu settled his wife and daughter, and then followed Gu Qinghan out of the house. The pinkish miasma still lingered on the street, but it was much lighter than before.

As the procession of the God of Fertility departed, the miasma slowly dissipated.

At this moment, Gu Qinghan still had not been able to regain control of his body.

The Celestial Venerable seemed to be in exceptionally high spirits this time.

She felt a little strange, as if another, more powerful soul had squeezed into her body, pushing her forward with an irresistible force.

"Take me to your ancestral hall."

She turned to look at He Mu and said without any emotion.

Outside Songzi Bay.

Two days have passed since the turmoil at Guolinggang, but from a distance, the hill is still shrouded in dark clouds and billowing black mist.

The great battle is not over yet, and it is unknown whether Guolinggang will still exist after this battle.

Yang Musheng led Zhang Qi, hurrying along the way. They encountered several ruthless robbers along the way, but in the end, they managed to defeat them without any real danger, turning them into one of the donkeys and sheep he was raising.

Jin Buhuan naturally stayed among the sheep.

Compared to the other sheep, he became a veteran in the flock in just two days.

After several major battles, most of the sheep were replaced.

New sheep are constantly joining the flock, while old sheep are being killed.

At this moment, Jin Buhuan missed the time when he followed the female corpse. Although there was a risk of death, at least he was still in human form and could eat and sleep.

Unlike now, where I can only be a beast and there's no safe place to go.

Yang Musheng stopped at the entrance of the village but did not go in.

"Zhang Qi, since you want to cultivate with me, I will now teach you the first lesson." Yang Musheng held a sheep-herding whip in his hand and pointed to Songzi Bay shrouded in mist, saying, "The most important thing in the path of cultivation is to learn to see."

Zhang Qi looked towards Songzi Bay, his face showing confusion: "What are you looking at?"

He could naturally see the miasma in the Sending-to-Child Bay, but he didn't understand what the smoke was.

"Hmph, of course one must learn the skill of detecting danger. If there were a good technique like pupil magic among the common arts of the path, then there would be no need to specifically train one's eyesight. But our path does not have pupil magic, so we can only rely on experience to judge."

Yang Musheng's tone was tinged with envy.

Eye techniques are extremely useful at any time. They can see through illusions, bewitch the mind, and even attack directly through visual means, making them impossible to defend against.

Although different paths lead to different eye techniques, their effects are somewhat similar.

Yang Musheng continued, "Look at this miasma. It condenses and doesn't dissipate, spreading throughout Songzi Bay, but it doesn't leak out at all; it's gathered up within the village. Clearly, this is a warning to outsiders that strangers are not welcome here."

If we must use a metaphor...

The miasma was a fence surrounding the donkeys and sheep, enclosing the entire area of ​​Songziwan and preventing others from sharing the food.

Of course, ordinary cultivators cannot see the intricacies of this, and they are not seen as dangerous by the local masters. Instead, they are seen as food that walks into a trap.

We need to be careful when we go in now.

Upon hearing Yang Musheng's words, Zhang Qi's expression changed slightly.

He had been a cultivator before, but he had only been active within the Linggang area. He was no match for Yang Musheng, a seasoned veteran who had traveled all over the country and possessed great strength.

"Should we still go in?" Zhang Qi asked cautiously.

Freedom was hard-won, and he didn't want to lose it here for no reason.

"Of course I'll go; the greater the danger, the greater the opportunity."

Moreover, Shi Youdao was also among them, as were the escaped evil corpses.

"I just hope no one else discovers the evil corpse, otherwise they might try to take it from us, which would be a real problem."

Yang Musheng drove the donkeys and sheep slowly into the village.