I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong

Mei Xiangu's idea is indeed a way to break the situation, and it seems to be the only way.

Zhou Ting thought for a moment, then immediately said:

"If the Evil Spirit wielding the big stick is also one of the innocent victims harmed by the villagers, since it has the ability to kill these villagers, why doesn't it enter the village directly and kill the souls of these villagers?"

"Of course, it's to torment the villagers—it killed the villagers' bodies and then confined them, not allowing them to leave. It wants the villagers to live in fear for eternity, seeking life in vain, seeking death in vain."

Mei Xiangu asserted confidently, "What other explanation could there be?"

Zhou Ting couldn't refute for the moment, and then a sound of the night watchman's gong drew everyone's attention.

Following the sound of the night watchman's gong, a ray of faint light shone into the guest room through the window lattices.

Tian Lin and the others in the room exchanged glances, he looked towards the incense candle on the table, unable to help but say, "This, hasn't even been an hour, has it?"

Zhou Ting couldn't help but say:

"Correct, although the incense candle has burned out, time could not have possibly passed so quickly. Moreover, there is no daytime in the secret realm, how could it have brightened so quickly?"

As they spoke, the noise of the night watchman's gong disappeared, replaced by the sounds of villagers chatting and laughing.

At this time, the sound of footsteps came from outside, and Tian Lin and Zhou Ting both moved to the window to look out.

Through the slight opening of the window, they saw a group of four or five men entering from outside.

Leading them was an old man wearing a long robe. The old man was dressed in a long robe and wore a square scarf, appearing to be scholarly in dress.

Behind the old man were two young men also wearing long robes.

As for the two strong men behind the youths, they wore shorter outfits, far less luxurious than the two young men and the leading old man.

The group of five reached the doorway and proceeded to knock on the door.

The knocking sound rang out, and the atmosphere inside the house suddenly grew tense.

Zhou Ting looked at Tian Lin and said, "I can't see through that old man's cultivation—as for those two youths, they are at least at the Nascent Soul Realm."

Mei Xiangu beside them asked, "Do we open the door?"

The persistent knocking continued, with a deep voice from outside saying, "Officials, please open the door! This old man is the Village Chief of Ping'an Village, here to report the situation to you."

"Do we open the door?"

Mei Xiangu asked Tian Lin again, and Tian Lin replied, "Open the door, this door probably can't stop the Village Chief of Ping'an Village. If we provoke him, he might directly take action."

Indeed, with the knocking, the wooden door seemed already at risk of breaking.

At this moment, Wang Yanyu approached the door, and with a flick of her sleeve, a gust of wind blew off the latch.

With a creak and a bang, the wooden door was pushed open from outside.

Five Evil Spirits from outside swarmed into the room at this time.

Old Village Chief first cupped his hands to Zhou Ting, then asked everyone present, "Did the four officials rest well last night? Did the old night watchman treat you well?"

Everyone guessed that the old night watchman he referred to was the old man who welcomed Tian Lin and the others into the village.

But what the old man said made everyone present change their expressions.

Mei Xiangu transmitted a message to Tian Lin: "There are only four of us? There are clearly seven people, why does the old man say four?"

Tian Lin shook his head, unable to answer Mei Xiangu's question, and it was not a good time to ask Old Village Chief.

Zhou Ting's face was also unpleasant, evidently realizing something was off.

However, he quickly adjusted his mood, smiling as he said:

"We slept very well last night, thanks to the old night watchman's hospitality. By the way, I heard from the old night watchman that you have prepared the mummies, is that true?"

Old Village Chief said, "Rest assured, officials, a few days ago we were still short of mummies, but now we've gathered enough. You can come and take a look to examine the quality of the mummies."

Zhou Ting had the intention to refuse, but facing Old Village Chief's resentful eyes, the words of refusal could not come out.

Old Village Chief left the house, followed by Tian Lin and the others, following Zhou Ting in single file.

Everyone looked up at the sky, indeed seeing Yao Yang high above—yet in the secret realm, where could there be Yao Yang? Hence, it was judged that the blazing sun in the sky was evidently fake.

At this moment, Tian Lin and the others were watching the villagers, and the villagers were also watching Tian Lin.

Along the way, Mei Xiangu suddenly tugged at Tian Lin's sleeve, transmitting to him: "Look at the villagers' attire!"

There was no need for her to say, the villagers' attire had already made Tian Lin and the others gasp.

The villagers ranged from old to young, men and women, and while the old and young were fine, among the men and women, some women were clearly unclothed, very attention-grabbing.

Tian Lin transmitted to those present: "All these people have scars. On Old Village Chief's back are knife scars, someone else has whip scars on their back, and those unclothed women have strangulation marks on their necks. Could this reveal their cause of death?"

Zhou Ting transmitted to Tian Lin: "If that's indeed the case, it shows that these villagers weren't killed by the same Evil Spirit, and perhaps they didn't die at the hands of Evil Spirits at all."

Their secret transmission did not attract the attention of Old Village Chief and the others.

They followed Old Village Chief to a large courtyard in the village, stopping beside a stone well, where several villagers were pulling up a coffin.

Before long, everyone saw a coffin being pulled out from the well.

Village Chief led Zhou Ting to the coffin and personally lifted the lid. From the coffin, a burst of Corpse Qi instantly erupted.

Thanks to Zhou Ting's profound strength, although the dense Corpse Qi invaded his body, he managed to withstand it.

"Officials, quickly come and see, take a look at how this corpse is."

Old Village Chief looked excited, urging Tian Lin and the others like he was claiming credit.

Tian Lin frowned, following Zhou Ting to the coffin.

The two leaned forward to take a look at the corpse inside the coffin, seeing a corpse with a dark, greenish complexion lying inside.

"Drought?"

Tian Lin transmitted to Zhou Ting, and Zhou Ting's expression was uncertain.

Not to mention the villagers, just the drought arising from the coffin alone, and no one present could withstand it.

Old Village Chief said, "This mummy has been raised for a long time, already showing signs of becoming an Undead. May I ask the officials, how is the quality of this mummy?"

In the eyes of Tian Lin and the others, the coffin contained a drought, but in Old Village Chief's eyes, it was a mummy.

It could be foreseen that the corpse inside the coffin had been dead for many years. Previously it might have been a mummy, but over the years, being nourished in the Corpse Well, it had now become a drought.

"This, this mummy, is indeed excellent."

Old Village Chief said again, "Bring up another coffin."

At the other side, the villagers moved, and soon a second coffin was raised from the Corpse Well. Old Village Chief once again lifted the lid, saying to Tian Lin and Zhou Ting, "Officials, come forward to see this mummy. This mummy arrived not long ago, and hasn't been raised for long, much inferior to the previous one!"

Tian Lin and Zhou Ting moved forward, both leaning in for another look.

This time, as they saw the corpse inside, both inhaled sharply.