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Chapter 1 Ancient Village Returns

Xingshen Village, with ancient houses everywhere, is located to the west of Lishan Mountain.

Mountains more than a thousand meters high are natural barriers, and their shadows cover the surrounding areas, causing villages with poor geographical locations to have a gloomy atmosphere.

After travelers pass by this place, they will report many strange things. It is said that the door opens by itself in the middle of the night, the candles light up by themselves, the furniture in the house moves inexplicably, black shadows appear frequently outside the window, and women and children can be heard crying.

Voice……

It was said so vividly and chillingly, as if it really happened.

The villagers sneered, saying that they were trying to create false information based on rumors. But these things spread widely outside, and although there was no substantial evidence, they still forcibly attached the name of the ghost village to Xingshen Village.

I am a member of Xingshen Village, and I know that the rumors about our village are not groundless.

My name is Fang Gui, and I am an abandoned baby. When I was still in my infancy, I was adopted by the old couple of the Fang family.

Why do biological parents have the heart to abandon their own flesh and blood? This is something I have always wanted to understand.

If there is evil in the ancient village, then it depends on what it is compared with. Compared with the bizarre situation that happened to me, the rumors in the village are just trivial.

When I was four years old, I had a serious problem and suddenly lost my mind. In the evening, I wandered around the village like a zombie, which really scared the villagers. It is said that I could slide with the undulations of the terrain without moving my legs and feet.

How can a normal child do this?

Everyone in the village believed that I had encountered something evil, and my adoptive parents were also panicked. They hurriedly invited Mr. Yin Yang, the most famous man in the ten miles and eight villages, to come and see what was going on.

The old gentleman's surname is Gong, and everyone respects him as Mr. Gong. He is indeed very capable. One look at me and he concluded that his soul had wandered away, and he needed to use magic to bring it back.

But Mr. Gong also said that this is not an ordinary lost soul, it is just the beginning.

The parents were shocked and asked repeatedly what they meant.

Gong Lao gave an explanation, saying that my little baby is very special, so special that the yin and yang in the body are incompatible, and there are even two completely opposite fates mixed in it, one is dominated by yin, and the other is dominated by yang.

It was relatively stable before the age of four, but after the age of four, the soul and body cannot grow at the same time, and the soul grows much faster than the body. Therefore, the soul will leave the body every seven days from now on.

This situation of frequent soul separation is extremely dangerous. If you don't find a way to prevent it, you may not survive for half a year.

The parents started to cry, but Gong Lao said that he was too ignorant and could only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

That night, he used my clothes as a guide, and after casting the spell, he called my name all over the village. Not to mention, it worked really well. I woke up the next morning.

From then on, my soul would leave my body every seven days, and every time it was Mr. Gong who guided my soul back.

But it is not an option to keep going like this. Half a year is getting closer and closer, and the elder Gong has spoken, and the little baby will not live long.

My parents knelt down and begged me. After many hesitations, the palace elder finally felt pity and decided to use the forbidden method to help me survive the disaster.

In order to stop my soul from wandering around, I need to set up an immortal tablet and place it in the Fang family's ancestral temple to receive incense. During this process, he has to draw talismans and cast spells.

Because forcibly suppressing the soul will damage Yangshou, this is also the reason why people are reluctant to perform the technique unless it is a last resort.

My parents burst into tears of gratitude.

In this way, when I was only four and a half years old, I had a longevity tablet.

Fortunately, the head of the Fang family and other elders are open-minded, otherwise why would they agree to this matter?

Not to mention, this method had immediate results. From then on, my soul stabilized and stayed in my body honestly, no longer acting like a monster.

After this incident, Gong Lao disappeared.

My parents often say that Mr. Gong is my great savior.

On the surface, it seemed that I had really returned to normal, and the villagers gradually forgot about this incident, but only I knew what a terrifying experience it was to have my soul leave my body for half a year.

Other children may not remember anything when they are four years old, but I am different. My strong memory can be said to be a gift that cannot be imagined by others.

All the memories from when I was four years old are buried deep in my heart.

In the process of my soul leaving my body again and again, I saw incredible scenes.

There are lonely ghosts wandering in the village, dark shadows looming on Lishan Mountain, the legendary Baojiaxian, and even a scene of a monster incarnating into a human being.

Even after the soul returns to the body, it can still see those dirty things.

There was a warning sign in my subconscious that reminded me that I should not reveal these things to others. Not to mention that few people would believe me. If I just said it without restraint, it might lead to disaster.

So I kept my mouth shut and never mentioned these strange experiences to anyone.

Fortunately, after the longevity tablet was erected, not only the soul became stable, but also the evil spirits that should not exist in the world were no longer seen.

In this way, I grew up to the age of eighteen safely and healthily. I was admitted to Bincheng Medical University, which is ranked among the top ten in the country, with the provincial number one score. I also received a generous scholarship, which brought glory to the Fang family.

But great joy was followed by great sorrow. The adoptive parents, who were over sixty years old, may have been too excited, so they both fell ill and died one after another.

The accident happened so suddenly, I was devastated.

The most painful thing in the world is to have a son who wants to be raised but his parents are not there.

From then on, I was the only one left at home, and there was a palm-sized dog named Qingshan.

After I buried my adoptive parents with the help of the old patriarch, I was confused for a long time.

I had regained some energy before the start of school. I realized that I could only comfort my adoptive parents with excellent grades. If I achieve anything in the future, I must help Xingshen Village get rid of poverty and become rich, in order to repay the land that supports me.

When people have goals, they become motivated. It feels like time flies very fast. Two years have passed in a flash. I am already twenty years old.

After my sophomore year, I took advantage of the summer vacation to return to Xingshen Village.

After finishing schoolwork every day, I help the villagers with some work, and the holidays can be considered a leisurely time.

The girls in the village were very enthusiastic towards me, but the one who was most enthusiastic about me was Wang Xiulan, the third daughter of the village chief's family.

She and I were childhood sweethearts who grew up together. She is now eighteen years old. She has a cute baby face, a simple and natural temperament like a country girl, and a big braid that almost reaches the bend of her legs.

The young people in the village always have their eyes fixed on her, but she only has eyes for me.

Follow me every day, Brother Fang is taller than Brother Fang, and she also takes care of Qingshan’s feeding.

The young people in the village looked at me very unkindly, but they didn't know that I was smiling bitterly.

Because, I don’t have that intention towards Xiulan, I’m too familiar with her, I just feel like my little sister.

What I have been thinking about these days is how to express this clearly without hurting Xiulan's heart, so as not to miss the girl's golden years.

It's August, which is the rainy season.

After a day of rain, a lot of debris washed out and blocked the ditch at the entrance of the village.

I didn’t want to wait until tomorrow to deal with it, and the rain stopped in the evening. Who knows when it will rain again? So, I carried the shovel and followed Qingshan behind me, and rushed to the entrance of the village to prepare for dredging.

"Brother Fang, I knew you would come. You haven't eaten yet. Well, eat first. Only when you are full can you have the strength to work."

Xiulan's voice came from behind, accompanied by the dog's cheerful barking.

Sighing, I turned around and looked into the older girl's eyes that seemed to be talking.

The dim lights on the street fell on her pretty face, which was full of elasticity and exuded youthfulness, and my heartbeat stopped for a moment.

He scratched his head, smiled awkwardly, took the lunch box she handed him, opened it, and saw some pickled mustard greens on top of the white rice, a braised chicken leg, and a portion of spicy stir-fried cabbage.

My heart feels warm, and it would be a lie to say I'm not moved.

But the more this happens, the less we can delay others.

I closed the lid, took a deep breath, and prepared to speak.

Even if these words make Xiulan sad, it is better than procrastinating.

Just as he opened his mouth, he heard movement, the sound of footsteps "dong dong dong" and the barking of Qingshan.

We both turned our heads and looked over. The moment we saw it clearly, my heart suddenly lifted.

A cool breeze swept over the visitor, making people feel chilly all over.

Running up quickly was the neighbor, old man Chen. He was thin and lean, with wrinkles on his face, an anxious look on his face, and mud on his legs and feet.

He started shouting before he even got there.

"Xiao Gui, something happened at the Fang family cemetery. Your parents' bones were stolen!"

"What?"
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