For ten years I practiced Gu poison in Southeast Asia; all living beings revered me as a deity.

About fifteen minutes later, Luo Feng's eyes lit up. He finally saw a grove of trees in front of him, covered with thick, fragrant clover trees.

"...This should be the place where the forest ends."

Ati seems to recall such a scene.

He had visited the Forest of Sacrifice once with his mother when he was a child. There was only one path through this forest. It seemed that as long as they crossed this fragrant hillside forest, they could reach the Black Sheep Cave.

These trees were all tied with colorful ribbons, which swayed in the wind, causing the trees along the roadside and on the mountain to shake and their branches to rub against each other, making a noisy sound.

Before even getting close to the grove, Luo Feng felt an almost oppressive feeling. These trees were much larger than ordinary Xianglei trees, with thick trunks and branches twisted and turned, creating a scene that seemed to appear only in a fairy tale and was very unrealistic.

Perhaps it was due to the season, but the crimson waning moon peeking through the leaves in the sky looked as red as if it were dripping blood.

On the desolate black soil, the trees cast long, dark shadows.

Luo Feng took a deep breath. The atmosphere in the woods was unsettling, but he decided to ignore it and strode forward.

Luo Feng was quite tired by this time, and his steps began to slow down.

His gaze also revealed that the ground was bare rock, and behind the grove of fragrant trees lay an open space.

"Is this the ridge?"

He took a few more steps forward and found himself on a ridge.

"No wonder I've always had this vague feeling that I'm climbing upwards..."

Before him, the undulating rock walls stretched out to both sides like the spine of a giant creature, and several caves could be seen on this ridge.

There are seven caves, which are scattered at irregular intervals. At the entrance of each cave, there is a long flagpole with a yellow prayer flag on it.

In one of the largest caves, the third largest hole in the middle, candlelight was still burning.

Luo Feng walked to the large cave surrounded by bare rocks and barren land. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, sending sand and stones flying.

He instinctively closed his eyes, but when he suddenly opened them again, a ferocious tiger's head appeared before him.

Luo Feng was startled, slipped, and fell backward onto the ground.

The tiger also turned around in an instant, flicking its tail.

The wind howled, but the black tiger was nowhere to be seen.

They vanished without a trace in an instant.

"Who are you?"

Suddenly, a deep male voice rang out.

"Why did you come here...?"

Luo Feng sat on the ground, staring blankly at the largest cave, where dozens of candles were lit, and in the center of the candles sat a tall man.

He had a weathered face with white hair at the temples, his upper body was bare, his dark brown skin was covered with various orchid tattoos, and he wore black and red jogger pants, sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"You are Master Seymour."

Luo Feng quickly stood up and changed to a kneeling position.

"I am a villager from a nearby village. My name is Ati... Our village has been targeted by the Ghost Dancer. Master, please help us and get rid of the Ghost Dancer."

"I'll help you get rid of the demon dancer."

Master Sena shook his head.

"So, you want to kill that evil spirit... Heh."

He laughed again.

"Atti, do you really know what you're talking about?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Feng suddenly felt a bad premonition.

"That ghost dancer was originally a 'spirit' that wreaked havoc around the Chatuchak River in central Thailand hundreds of years ago."

Master Sena said calmly, "It is a powerful evil spirit that has gained power and is known as the 'Eight-Armed Phra Ngang'. Even the high monks of Wat Suthep in Bangkok could not subdue this fierce spirit. They could only use their profound Buddhist cultivation to forcibly drive it from the central part of Thailand to the north."

Over the years, countless monks and masters have tried to eliminate the evil spirit "Eight-Armed Woman," but they have all died. You want me to eliminate it? Are you sending me to my death?"

"But……"

Before Luo Feng could say anything more, Master Sena gave a sinister smile.

"Besides, human methods are insufficient to kill such a powerful evil spirit, unless..."

Unless what?

While Luo Feng was still wondering, Master Sena revealed the rest of the story.

"Unless you also become a ghoul, there is no way to fight another ghoul."

"Turns into a ghost?!"

This answer surprised Luo Feng somewhat.

"yes."

Master Saina grinned, revealing sharp fangs. Suddenly, his entire head swelled up, transforming into the shape of a tiger. This black-clad Ajarn became a half-human, half-tiger monster.

"Let me lend you a hand! I'll turn you into a demon!"

Master Sena, with a tiger's head, opened his blood-red maw and pounced, his fangs like guillotines, biting off Luo Feng's neck.

Luo Feng died once again.

……

……

【you are dead】

[Intervention in "Ati's Reincarnation Fragment" failed; you have 27 chances remaining (2 extra chances)]

[Comment: The last leg of a journey is the hardest.]

[Reward: You will receive nothing but a 'Black Magic Candle'.]

"Damn you, you old mother!"

After being killed again, Luo Feng couldn't help but swear.

He never imagined that finding Master Sena would still mean dying again.

"This isn't right... According to the arrangement of this 'segment of reincarnation,' finding Master Sena is crucial... Why would he suddenly target me!?"

Luo Feng was filled with doubt.

Suddenly, he remembered that Ati's mother had left him a crescent-shaped comb.

"Perhaps we should start with the combs..."

In fact, Luo Feng had already considered this point. The items given to the protagonist in the game often have a special purpose.

Ati's mother's words should be a hint.

"Looks like we'll have to run it again."

Luo Feng sighed and activated the reincarnation fragment again.

……

……

Returning to "Ati's Cycle of Reincarnation," Luo Feng followed the original steps and once again arrived at the Black Sheep Cave.

"Who are you?"

Master Sena's voice echoed from the cave.

Why did you come here?

Luo Feng dared not act rashly and cautiously walked in.

"I am Ati, a villager from a nearby village. My mother, Nora, sent me here to ask for your help."

He took out a crescent-shaped comb and respectfully handed it to Master Sena.

At this moment, the black-clad Ajarn in the cave slowly raised his head.

Luo Feng was terrified, because Master Sena was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and his teeth were showing, as if he was about to pounce at any moment.

Giggle...

Sena chewed his teeth loudly, and after a moment, he exhaled as if he were desperately suppressing something.

"I see... Ati, has something happened in the village?"

Master Sena's gaze lingered on him, and his eyes softened considerably.

"Yes, the demon dancer has appeared... My mother is dead, and countless people in the village have died."

Luo Feng reported the truth.

"What a pity."

Master Sena sighed deeply.

"Since it was your mother's request, I will definitely help... It's just a pity you've come at the wrong time..."

"What does that mean?"

Luo Feng asked cautiously.

"Over the years, I have been diligently practicing the Tiger Transformation Mantra in this cave. I have not slacked off at all during these five years, but I still failed."

Master Sena touched his legs as he sat cross-legged.

"I have gone mad and can no longer control the demons within me through the power of the curse. Although I can still barely maintain my rationality and have not gone berserk and left this place to commit murder, I am completely paralyzed. I am now like a dead man, and I don't have many days left to live."

He then pointed to his two legs.

"Both of my legs are useless now; I can't even take a single step away from here..."

Luo Feng remained silent.

He never expected that the great savior he had come to seek help would end up in such a state. Not only had Master Sena gone mad, but he had also become a paralyzed man unable to walk.

Suddenly, from the void outside the cave came the sound of musical instruments playing together—the ethereal sounds of an elephant-foot drum, a vertical flute, a xylophone, and a sanxian.

"not good!"

Master Sena also frowned.

"Looks like that guy followed you here..."