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Lin Feng and Ye Shuang were exhausted from being trapped in the illusion for many days. After discussing it, they decided to return to the town at the foot of the mountain to rest for a night and recharge before heading back.

When the plump innkeeper saw that the group had returned, and even had a few more people, she was immediately surprised and jokingly asked with a smile, "Oh, did you run into some acquaintances?"

Lin Yueru, with her sweet tongue, smiled and replied, "Yes, ma'am, we went into the mountains to do some research and happened to run into some classmates who were traveling together. Remembering your previous warning that the mountains are dangerous at night and we should never stay overnight, we decided to go down the mountain together."

The proprietress nodded repeatedly, her eyes beaming with smiles: "No wonder I said you all looked so elegant and handsome! Good-looking people always have such presentable and attractive friends. I'll arrange your rooms right away!"

"Yes, yes, there's a clothing store not far from the main street of town. They have a full range of styles. You can just go there and pick one out."

"Thank you very much, boss lady."

The five of them rested peacefully in the town for a night, washing away the dust and chill of the mountains and forests.

That evening, Lin Feng and Ye Shuang took some time to call Chen Hai of the special department and gave him a detailed report on the entire process of the Xiao Wang Village illusion mission, from the illusion trap and the evil cultivators' interference, to Shen Jing Shu's intervention to break the formation, eradicate the Yin Locking Stele, and completely resolve the disaster.

When Chen Hai learned that the two had successfully escaped and the crisis was completely over, a huge weight was lifted from his heart, and he was filled with relief.

He sincerely exclaimed, "I knew that as long as Master Shen was involved, there was no problem that couldn't be solved. You all rest well, and we can discuss the rest of the matters in detail after you return to the team."

After hanging up the phone, the two lay down on the bed in the inn. Although the bed wasn't exactly soft and comfortable, and was even a little firm, after several days of tense and agonizing illusions and restless nights, they felt safe and secure at this moment. They fell into a deep sleep as soon as their heads hit the bed and slept soundly through the night without any dreams.

The next morning, the five of them packed up and set off together to leave the town.

No one noticed that right after they left, Xiaowang Village was completely reborn.

That afternoon, an old shepherd from a nearby village accidentally let one of his lambs wander off. He searched along the mountain path and unknowingly approached the territory of Xiaowang Village, a place everyone avoided.

Locals have passed down the story for generations that Xiaowang Village is a forbidden and evil place; once people or livestock step into it, they all disappear into thin air with no way of returning.

The old man looked at the deep and quiet village entrance, having already given up hope and thinking that the lamb was doomed, and was about to turn back when he suddenly heard a clear bleating sound of a lamb.

He turned his head in astonishment and saw his lost lamb standing peacefully under the big tree at the entrance of Xiaowang Village, leisurely grazing on the grass, showing no signs of distress.

The old man was shocked and filled with doubt.

After much hesitation, he finally succumbed to his curiosity and cautiously stepped into this forbidden land that had been feared for generations.

Looking around, Xiaowang Village remained deserted, with old and dilapidated houses, overgrown with weeds and vines, exuding a sense of desolation from years of abandonment. Yet the entire village was clear and bright, without a trace of eeriness or the eerie sight of anything devouring life.

The sunlight steadily falls on the village, the wind rustles through the treetops, leaving only the tranquility of the ordinary mountains and fields.

After confirming that the lambs were safe and sound, the old man quickly herded them down the mountain. Once back home, he immediately told the villagers everything he had seen and heard.

The crowd was skeptical, but some, out of curiosity, decided to test the waters and went to Xiaowang Village together to verify the claim.

After repeated investigations, everyone came to the same conclusion:

Xiaowang Village, which used to be a place where countless people were harmed and strange events frequently occurred, has been completely changed.

There were no more mournful and eerie children's laughter at night, no more chilling and malevolent aura enveloping the world, and no more strange and mysterious disappearances.

This ancient village, abandoned for many years, remains uninhabited, desolate, and devoid of any human activity.

Back home, Shen Jingshu went to her room first, washed up quickly, and changed into a soft, comfortable, and clean set of pajamas.

Once she was completely relaxed, she reached out and took out the Soul-Capturing Bell from her storage space.

When she crippled the old man in black robes, she quietly stored the magical artifact in her spatial storage without making a sound. The Black and White Impermanence were focused on capturing sinful souls and performing rituals to deliver the souls of the dead, seemingly tacitly approving or completely unaware, and never inquired about it from beginning to end.

The bell was shrouded in layers of dense, dark, malevolent energy, heavy and oppressive. Shen Jingshu gently brushed her fingertips across the bell's surface, and pure Taoist spiritual energy slowly washed over it.

In the blink of an eye, the evil and malevolent energy that had lingered on the bell for decades melted away and vanished completely.

As the black mist dissipated, the magical artifact finally revealed its true form. It was a small, exquisite bell, entirely gilded, with a delicate and charming appearance, showing no trace of its previous ferocious and menacing appearance.

"It is indeed a rare and precious treasure."

Shen Jingshu nodded slightly. After dispelling the yin energy and purifying the area, she casually tossed the newly renovated Soul-Capturing Bell back into her spatial storage for safekeeping.

This trip to Xiaowang Village was not particularly strenuous for her. She captured and killed the evil cultivators and shattered the illusion with ease, without even using much of her true strength.

After taking a short break, she suddenly realized that she hadn't broadcasted for several days.

Thinking of the fans who have been waiting in the live stream every day, eagerly awaiting her gift, Shen Jingshu put on her mask, set up her phone, and planned to start a live stream tonight to give everyone a treat.

Once the live stream started, a few viewers gradually entered.

Today was a workday, and since she was making a surprise broadcast without prior notice, even Xu Zhixia and the others in the dormitory were unaware of it, so the number of people streaming in didn't surge dramatically.

Even so, thanks to her immense popularity, a steady stream of viewers entered the room, and her popularity still far exceeded that of ordinary streamers.

Soon, sharp-eyed longtime fans noticed that the streamer had quietly gone online and immediately spread the word, frantically calling for more people in their fan groups.

In a short time, the number of viewers in the live stream skyrocketed, instantly exceeding tens of thousands.

Seeing that the popularity had stabilized, Shen Jingshu tapped the screen and sent out lucky bags to the live stream.

The golden lucky bags popped up on the screen and were instantly snapped up by fans with lightning-fast reflexes.

Shen Jingshu spoke softly and gently to the camera: "Congratulations to the netizens who won the lucky bag. You can now request a live connection, and I will help you answer your questions and resolve your troubles."