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"How come you can ignite such a big fire just by dripping three drops of blood and pouring a pot of wine?" Zhang Nan looked at Fox Fairy and Song Yang. He had the nagging feeling that he was more noob than them, and didn't know anything.

Fox Fairy chuckled: "I have over a thousand years of cultivation, so dealing with those toads is easy, but killing them one by one would definitely not be enough in an incense's time. My blood can scare them off, but Song Yang's fire wine can burn down tens of thousands of miles of grassland, the fox blood can scare them, and the fire wine can ignite them, so naturally I can burn them to death."

"But it's a pity. I've been practicing this fire wine of mine for three years now. All of a sudden, it's gone. I'm truly distressed. A heartache that's like dripping blood." Song Yang's bitter face looked like he was about to cry.

"Your heart still hurts? "I think you must have feigned pain." Zhang Nan glanced at Song Yang, and directly ignored him, pulling Fox Fairy along, the two of them quickly walked back.

"Hey, what are you guys doing?" Can you wait for me? " Song Yang was stupefied. He had never seen such a teammate before.

"Is this settled already?" On the way back, Zhang Nan asked suspiciously.

"That is a bottomless pit, the Scarlet Flame can only burn for a short period of time, it can't burn for a lifetime. If you want to truly solve it, the key is for the Black Tortoise to suppress it, but that white tiger is not so easy to deal with." After Fox Fairy finished speaking, he glanced towards the east mountains, as if he was looking for something.

When the three of them returned to the village, without having even landed, the zhangjiazun was loud again. After asking the village name that went to watch the fun, they said that oil was leaking out from the village's ancestral hall, and it was also emitting a fragrant smell.

"Shall we go take a look?" Song Yang didn't even have the time to put down his things before he went along with Zhang Nan and Fox Fairy to the zhangjiazun Ancestral Hall.

When they arrived at the Ancestral Hall, a group of villagers had already surrounded it, just to watch the commotion. Zhang Nan and the other two had squeezed in, and around the Ancestral Hall, were all smeared black oily liquids, and it was not just this, there were even some in the Ancestral Hall. There were even more in the Ancestral Hall than outside, and these black liquids came out from the depths of the Ancestral Hall.

Song Yang looked at the black liquid, and used his hand to smell a little before frowning: "This, is this corpse oil?"

"Hiss …"

Before he finished speaking, everyone was shocked and quickly took a few steps back. In their panic, someone had dropped a small match on the ground and suddenly, the black liquid started to burn.

The group quickly backed off in fear. Song Yang was relatively calm and called for a few people to bring the mud to cover them, causing the flames to be extinguished temporarily. Fortunately, the corpse oil had just seeped out, and it was not everywhere, otherwise, the entire ancestral hall and its surroundings would have been burnt to ashes by the fire.

"Then what do we do now? The ancestral hall is the life of the entire village. The ancestral land has so much corpse oil, so how can the ancestor rest in peace?" Looking at the corpse oil all over the ground, the village chief became anxious and was about to cry.

The villagers also treated the ancestral hall as if it was their order. Now that something had happened to the ancestral hall, everyone panicked. The floor was covered in corpse oil, so how could the ancestral hall still be the ancestral hall?

After discussing with the elders in charge of the village, they decided to extract all the corpse oil. Song Yang saw that there was something fishy with the ancestral hall, so he immediately came out to stop them: "Everyone listen to me, the corpse oil cannot be exhausted. On the contrary, if we remove the ancestral hall, we can avoid this disaster."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who are you? Are you a member of our zhangjiazun?"

"The ancestral hall has been here for hundreds of years, can they just move away like that?"

"Seriously, you're just a little kid, what nonsense are you spouting? Be careful that your ancestors appear to take care of you, little bastard."

But not only did the villagers not listen to Song Yang's words, instead, they started to curse. Zhang Nan stood out and wanted to say a few words, but the moment he opened his mouth, he was blocked, and his zhangjiazun was already expelled. He no longer had the right to speak.

"Whatever, since that's the case, then smoke. If you're not going to deal with it tonight, the entire zhangjiazun will suffer." Song Yang saw that he could not say anything, so he waved his hand and turned back.

"Let's go as well." Seeing Zhang Nan hesitate, Fox Fairy shook his head helplessly and pulled Zhang Nan away.

"Why is the corpse oil seeping under the ancestral hall?" After returning to his residence, Zhang Nan asked in confusion.

"I'm guessing that there's some sort of connection between the Ancestral Hall and Old Well, and all of this seems to be related to the white tiger." Song Yang said, then looked towards the zhangjiazun again: "These people, being so stubborn, will ruin this big event."

"How about, we wait until they all go back to rest, then we go take a look?" Zhang Nan asked.

"That's the only way." Song Yang was depressed, and went straight to sleep.

Zhang Nan shook his head helplessly. What the villagers said today was indeed too excessive, Song Yang did it for the sake of his zhangjiazun, but to be viewed as an enemy, no one could take it lying down.

"I'm afraid that we won't be able to avoid this incident in the village. The great calamity is about to befall zhangjiazun, so Song Yang and I can only do our best. You must prepare your heart for it." Fox Fairy's gloomy expression seemed to be worrying about something, causing Zhang Nan's emotions to fluctuate as well.

"Don't tell me that we really don't care about it? They are all villagers of zhangjiazun, although their attitude isn't good, it isn't their fault. For so long, they have also been deeply persecuted by the fox demon." As Zhang Nan said this, he seemed to realize that he had said the wrong thing, "Xian'er, I didn't say anything. I know that you didn't harm Hunter Zhang and the others, right?"

Fox Fairy shamefully lowered his head, "I did not harm them personally, but their deaths were related to me."

"This is already the past. Don't blame yourself. The dead are dead. What we should do now is to solve this problem. I believe in you. You won't hurt them in the future, right?"

Zhang Nan looked at Fox Fairy. Although he had many questions regarding the matter of the dead in the village, and did not know why so many people died, he endured it and did not ask her.

Zhang Nan and the rest waited until night time, then went out to see the village chief bringing people to extract the corpse oil. The front of the ancestral hall was brightly lit, judging from the looks of it, they were planning to work the whole night.

"What should I do?" Zhang Nan had said before, once tonight passed, a disaster would befall the zhangjiazun. If the villagers did not return tonight, then there would be no chance for them.

"From the looks of it, everything is fated. We can't change anything." Song Yang was so angry that he punched the wall. He was both angry and anxious, but he couldn't do anything about it.

"Xian'Er, do you have any way? Don't you know magic techniques?" You can help the village? " Zhang Nan looked at Fox Fairy. For the sake of the villagers, this was all he could do.

"Come on, you can't count on her." Song Yang immediately stopped them, "The marriage between you and Miss Hu was already a violation of the Heavenly Dao. It was my master's earth-shattering technique that caused you to have this moment.