s side. Inside were her "familiars": an ink stick, red thread, and glutinous rice talismans...The Wolf of War leapt through the broken window, his blazing blade, the Spirit Severing Sword, shimmering...Shi Fatzi and Xiao Ge, whose surname is Long, saw me come out. Both of their eyes fell on my belly, then they stood up and bowed to me, saying: "This Dou'er is really good at eating."

I'm speechless. What the heck is he talking about

My brother leaned into my ear and whispered, "He says you're pretty."

"Picking at something is beautiful That sounds terrible!"

"You're talking about that Corpse Demon, I think I might have seen it before." I leaned on the armchair and carefully sat down, unconsciously clutching my stomach, avoiding their gaze.

"Where did you meet" My brother asked, a little surprised.

Before, when I was chasing that guide, Lin Yanhuan and I entered a small courtyard. On the wall of the main house in the courtyard, there was a black hole, and inside it seemed to be breathing, spewing out black air.

And a giant tongue shot out from inside, swallowing everything in its path: flesh and bone, souls and spirits, it consumed them all. I summoned the colossal Gate of Binding and Exorcism, chains bursting forth to grapple with the tongue in a desperate tug-of-war.

Back then, the official in charge told me this wasn't a ghost invasion! What was inside was very dangerous and he told me to leave the courtyard immediately.

Jiang Qiyun arrived in time, he broke the chains and performed the Heavenly Essence Technique and the Purple Micro Demon Subduing Seal, summoning the Heavenly Essence warriors to cut off a section of the giant tongue. The severed tongue quickly hissed and smoked before dissolving into a puddle of foul water.

Now that I think about it, the things inside a black hole should be zombies!

The guide, in order to escape, transformed himself into a black hole and vanished. With that, the corpse demon's hole also disappeared.

He must be using dark arts to raise incredibly dangerous zombies, but the zombies are too violent. He's afraid of being backlashed by them. Such uncontrollable and indiscriminate monsters aren't suitable as weapons.

Once it goes mad, it's estimated that it will kill a large number of its own people first. Such a thing is very dangerous, so we can only create a chaotic barrier space to contain it.

"That thing's tongue was so long, with two sheets of skin sewn together. It rotted and disappeared after being chopped off. Could this be a corpse demon" I asked.

Shi Fatzi glanced at Long Xiaoge, his face solemn as he said: "It's highly possible... our methods of refining corpses are different. They like to use torture of the body and soul to refine violent corpses. This kind of corpse has a very strong attack power... Corpse demons are basically things that destroy both sides. We don't refine this."

"What do you refine" I asked.

The fewer resentments a corpse has, the easier it is to control. Our Great Corpse King has passed down for generations, absorbing too much resentment and malice over the years, making it difficult to control… The one in charge heard that you destroyed the village of corpse cultivators and wants to ask you for a favor… Of course, we'll be reasonable about payment. Even if you can't afford a fortune, we will live up to the Mu family's reputation.

My brother frowned and said, "Money is a small matter. What do you want us to help you with"

Shi Fatty honestly said: "To be frank, the resentment in our Great Corpse King's body is getting heavier and heavier, making him increasingly violent. We're worried he'll become a Corpse Demon. At that point, we'll have to do everything we can to destroy him. But a Great Corpse King is the culmination of generations' efforts, hard-earned and precious. Destroying it would be heartbreaking. You were able to destroy the煉屍人 village, so you must understand how to deal with such evil and violent energy. Our Miao King humbly requests the Mu family to visit and dispel the resentment within the Great Corpse King."

He stared intently at me: "Miss Mu, we all know about you breaking the Yellow Dao Village's seal to suppress the evil formation. Please don't deny it. The Miao King doesn't want to cooperate with former traitors, but if the Great Corpse King loses control, we may have no choice but to turn to the traitor."

King Miao should have figured out the hostile relationship between us and Situ Lin. This is quite clear. If we don't help, they might be "forced" to side with Situ Lin.

Even Grandpa said that the real grave robber's village is unimaginable, not comparable to a zombie village. If Situ Lin gets their power again, I will inevitably become a target.

I glanced at my older brother, who was frowning in thought. "Brothers, are you suggesting that my younger sister should go"

“We know she has yin-yang spiritual fetuses, this innate power can dispel the resentment of the Great Corpse King. We never intended to harm her... The Son of God cannot be touched, we are well aware of this. And I assure you, she is a distinguished guest in our village and will not suffer any harm.” Shi Fatty patted his chest and said.

My brother snorted. “You guarantee it’s useful What guarantee do you have If there's even a little damage, how will you compensate us!”

Shi Fatzi scratched his head and said, "Then you can send more people over, we don't mind at all. We welcome as many as you like. The Corpse King is currently relying entirely on the talismans passed down from our ancestors to suppress him. Once they fail, the consequences will be unimaginable, and we can't wait much longer!"

The old master raised his hand to stop him: "Right now, Xiao Qiao is the most important person in our family. We can't let her travel far. Even if there's no danger, the journey would be a major risk for a pregnant woman. We can't let her take risks just because you want to pass on a message or make a promise. You have little influence and power. If something goes wrong, it will be irreparable."

Upon hearing this, Shi Fatty blushed in embarrassment and turned to look at his companion.

The young man who had remained silent throughout suddenly spoke, "We'll put something up as collateral with you. If Mu Xiaoqiao is harmed, we'll use that thing to make amends."

He surprised me when he spoke, his voice was very clear and crisp, completely at odds with his gloomy and taciturn expression.

"What is it" My brother chuckled. "Whatever you bring out, it can't compare to my little Qiao."

"I know," said the Dragon brother, "but this is one of the most precious things in our village. We'll leave it with you as collateral. When we return Mu Xia Qiao unharmed, we'll take it back. It's a sign of good faith."

He took out a crimson, long-handled copper bell from his bag, with a red rope tied around it.

My eyelid twitched. I had seen this bell before—it was once in the hands of a ghost cultivator. Later, when Jiang Qiyun burned the ghost cultivator with her Red Lotus Inferno, destroying the woman surnamed Tian who he had used to resurrect himself, the bell was temporarily kept by the Underworld.

It is rumored that this "Soul-Stealing Bell" comes in a pair, it seems that this Dragon Little Brother is someone with a background.

The old man nodded and said, "Alright then, you stay in the village for the night. Tomorrow I'll give you an answer. We need to discuss this among ourselves first."

As soon as Shi Fatzi and Long Xiaoge left, the Third Grandpa immediately jumped up and said: "Isn't Yunfan the new head of the family If he shies away from the first thing he encounters after taking office, how can he command respect in the future If he doesn't have the courage and ability, it's best to give up early and go back to take care of his old father's little shop!"

My brother gave him a cold look and sneered, “Third Grandpa, don’t get so excited. Even if I don’t become the head of the family, it’s not your turn to take over. You’ve lost your son, your grandson, and even been verbally abused by your daughter-in-law. You're a complete coward.”

Besides, whether to go or not depends on Xiao Qiao's opinion. She still needs to discuss it with her own husband after all —ned on the warm air to lower the bed curtains, hiding in our little world.A cozy scene filled with warmth and a fleeting spring night, as if time itself stands still."Is it very cold in winter there"...