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

Luo Feng returned to the initial stage of "Ding Miaosheng's Reincarnation Fragment".

After becoming an apprentice at the Red Head Datuk Temple, he returned to his home.

At night, the younger brother, younger sister, and their mother, Ding, were all asleep, and a soft snoring could be heard from the beds next to them.

Luo Feng stared at a small oil lamp beside the bed. He reached out and extinguished the flame, then slowly got up.

The sound of crying came from outside, in the courtyard of the Yang family across the street.

Those were the sounds of Yang's wife and Yang Caifa's mother crying.

"It's necessary to go and take a look."

Through a hole in the paper covering the window, he could see lights shining in the Yang family courtyard.

Separated by a wall, they couldn't see what was happening on the Yang family's side.

However, judging from the previous reincarnation fragments, Yang's wife and old woman will both die tonight.

The deaths of the Yang family mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were somewhat suspicious.

Luo Feng strongly suspected that the people who killed his master, Diao Wudou, and the people who caused the Yang family of three to rise from the dead were all the same group of people.

"Assuming this is a group of people, then there is naturally a conspiracy behind it. To find out the truth, it is best to start from the source."

Luo Feng thought to himself, perhaps he could go to the Yang family's house in advance to keep watch and see if he could find anything... Ideally, he could stop the Yang family mother and daughter-in-law from committing suicide!

Suddenly, at that moment, a voice rang out.

"Miao Sheng...you're awake! Where are we going?"

The mother also woke up. Because the lamp had been extinguished and the room was dark, she could only hear Luo Feng getting up.

"I'm going to the toilet."

Luo Feng made up a random excuse.

"Mother, you can go back to sleep."

The mother didn't respond, turned over, and went back to sleep.

Luo Feng quietly pushed open the door and went out.

He didn't leave empty-handed; he also grabbed a pestle with his right hand.

This tool is used for pounding rice into porridge, similar to a rolling pin used in northern China.

The moonlight outside was bright, and the full moon, like an eyeball, stared straight at the village.

Luo Feng walked out of his own courtyard and stood by the big tree in front of the door, looking towards the Yang family's courtyard. The earthen houses showed a hazy outline in the moonlight.

The earthen wall wasn't very high, but the tightly closed courtyard gate exuded an indescribable eerie atmosphere.

He took small steps closer, preparing to approach the Yang family's courtyard wall, but suddenly, a dark shadow flashed down from the top of the wall!

Before he could react, the dark shadow suddenly landed on Luo Feng's head, then leaped away and disappeared into the distance.

Luo Feng couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

Instinctively, he turned his head sharply to look behind him.

It was immediately clear that it was a cat that was entirely black and shiny.

The cat noticed Luo Feng, bared its teeth, and hissed.

—Hakimi is deserving of love.

Boom!

Luo Feng threw a stone, which hit the cat. The cat, in pain, turned and ran to the other side, leaping onto the roof and disappearing into the night sky...

"That damn cat."

Luo Feng muttered a curse under his breath.

However, after the cat ran away, a sense of doubt arose in his heart.

"Speaking of which... I encountered a cat in the durian orchard before, and then I experienced a paranormal event..."

The appearance of a cat is often a bad sign.

This thought inexplicably surfaced in his mind.

Luo Feng approached the courtyard wall again, standing on tiptoe and pressing himself against it, intending to spy on the Yang family's interior from the outside.

He hasn't yet undergone the "transmission of skills" and hasn't received the lineage of the Yin Master from the Red Head Datuk Temple, so there's no need for him to bite the bullet and barge into the Yang family compound to find out what's going on.

Luo Feng's plan was sound. He didn't need to go inside; as long as he noticed something, he would shout loudly to wake up everyone in the neighborhood...

Luo Feng stood on tiptoe and peeked over the courtyard wall. He saw a thin coffin placed in the Yang family's small courtyard.

Inside the coffin lay a male corpse.

In front of the coffin was a square table with two lit candles on it and a memorial tablet in the middle.

There was an old woman in the courtyard, probably the old woman from the Yang family. She had white hair, a wrinkled face, and a hunched body that was almost bent at a right angle. She was kneeling in front of an iron basin, burning paper money.

Besides the old woman, there was also a young woman wearing a conical hat and a hempen coat, chanting incantations while burning paper money for her deceased husband.

"Yang Caifa... how could you die like this? You're gone, leaving your mother and me all alone. How are we supposed to survive?"

She lowered her voice and cried softly.

The old woman also cried, her head bowed as she silently burned stacks of paper money into the fire.

The smoke from the burning iron basin was awful, filling most of the courtyard with soot, and the cries and sobs of the two women, one old and one young, became unusually low.

Luo Feng endured the smoke and flames, thinking to himself that it seemed the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of the Yang family had not yet decided to commit suicide. If anything happened next, he would have a chance to call for help.

Suddenly, a gust of wind began to blow in the courtyard.

The two women's low sobs, mixed with the sound of the wind, became even more mournful.

Luo Feng listened intently, realizing something was amiss.

Something's wrong with the crying... Why is there another person's voice in this crying?

He was suddenly startled, and his gaze shifted back to the courtyard, where he noticed a chilling scene.

There was one more person in the courtyard.

"When did a person get on the coffin?"

He could see clearly that a figure was half-squatting at one end of the coffin containing Yang Caifa.

Luo Feng's eyes widened. He could see clearly that it was a strange person with the body size of a seven or eight-year-old child, but the appearance of an old woman.

She was very old, with white hair, a face full of wrinkles, wearing a floral cloth dress, with a piece of cloth on her head, hunched over, and her emerald green eyes gleaming with an eerie light.

The eerie old woman lowered her head, her eyes seemingly fixed on Yang Caifa's corpse, and she made what sounded like crying, while a smile spread across her face.

It's terrifying when someone is clearly laughing, but the laughter is coming out of their throat.

Even Luo Feng felt a chill run down his spine at that moment.

As if sensing his thoughts, the white-haired old woman stiffly turned her head and stared at him intently, a sight that was truly frightening.

Oops!

Luo Feng knew this was a supernatural phenomenon, so he shouted loudly and threw the pestle in his hand with all his might.

call out!

The pestle struck the strange old woman squarely on the head, immediately eliciting a mournful meow.

The sound was like an explosion right next to his ear, giving him goosebumps all over.

The Yang family mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, who had been bowing their heads and burning paper money, seemed to wake up. When they raised their heads, they saw the old woman on the coffin.

"Who...who are you?"

The Yang family's daughter-in-law was both surprised and frightened. She shouted a question, but as soon as she finished speaking, the old woman turned her head slowly.

What came into view was a cat-like face with a pointed snout and monkey-like cheeks under the cloth, its narrow eyes staring straight at the woman.

This wasn't a person at all; it was a monster that looked like a white-haired cat demon!

In that instant, Yang's wife screamed loudly, her voice soaring from the courtyard into the night sky, echoing through the darkness...