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Last night, Zhang Nan had told Song Yang about the ranking of the Clairvoyant and about the appearance of the Clairvoyant Granny. He suspected that this was a matter that Song Yang did not care about at the time, but now that every household in the village had such a position, everyone in the village had died, so what about the Clairvoyant? Is he still alive?

"Won't we know if we go and take a look?" Zhu Liu said.

At random, the few of them directly left the village. However, just as they reached the western end of the village, suddenly, the sky changed and the entire village was covered by a black cloud.

"Why does this scene look so familiar, as if I've seen it before?" Zhang Nan raised his head and looked. Before he finished speaking, the black cloud suddenly started to change, and actually became a big mouth, slowly approaching the village, as if it wanted to swallow the entire village whole.

"Not good, this is demonic energy, hurry up and leave." Song Yang's face turned big, and with that, he and his men ran back to the ancestral hall.

As soon as they ran into the ancestral hall, the black cloud bit down with a loud bang. The entire village instantly turned pitch black and nothing could be seen.

"Have we been swallowed?" Zhu Liu panicked: "This is the first time I've seen such a powerful demon, its demonic aura is already this strong."

"Everyone, be careful. Don't move recklessly." Song Yang reminded the few of them as he vigilantly looked around, yet he could not see anything. In the incomparably pitch-black black air, he seemed to be able to sense that there was a pair of eyes that was staring fixedly at them.

"Why is this black gas not aggressive?" Suddenly, Pu Feier said.

"That's right. After so long, why is there no demon appearing?" Zhang Nan was also puzzled, but he still held onto the sophora japonica l tightly.

"Is this too strange?" Song Yang said, then suddenly said: "Could it be that the monster was just scaring us?"

"Are you joking? Is there even a need to scare me? If you want to kill us, you must do so without anyone knowing. " Pu Feier scoffed, the villagers were the best example.

But during this night, nothing strange happened. When dawn arrived, the black aura naturally disappeared, and they spent the night in fear. Everyone in the village died, Song Yang suggested that they should go and see if Grandma Medi was still alive.

Just as they walked out of the ancestral hall, they saw a group of people blocking the entrance as they glared at them.

"Didn't they all die? Could it be a ghost? " Zhu Liu whispered.

Looking around, he saw that there were still many villagers walking around. They were out at work, and it was a scene of great prosperity.

"What's going on?" Zhang Nan anxiously walked in front of a villager, and tried to breath in front of him, but before he could say anything, he was pushed back by the villager, and then a few of them were locked in the ancestral hall.

"I can guarantee that they are alive." Zhang Nan said, his mind completely blank.

"How can this be? Resurrected from the dead?" Song Yang did not understand.

"Lucky!" Fox Fairy suddenly said.

"Are you talking about a contract to borrow your life?" Pu Feier suddenly thought of something, and quickly flipped through her Wordless Book.

"Right, a contract to borrow my life." After flipping through for a while, Pu Feier pointed at the words written on the Wordless Book, and even showed it to the few of them.

"Eh, we don't understand either. There's nothing written on it." Song Yang's face was filled with black lines.

"Oh, I'm sorry, the contract says that borrowing one's life is using someone else's life to extend it. To be more accurate, these villagers are not dead, but their lives were borrowed by someone this night. A single villagers night, hundreds of people in the entire village, that's hundreds of nights. If we keep borrowing like this, how much time would it take?" Pu Feier said with a face full of fear.

"Then, was my life also borrowed for an entire night?" Zhang Nan asked.

"You borrowed this life while people were asleep. The black cloud last night was used to borrow your life. You weren't asleep, so you weren't taken away." Pu Feier shook his head, and said: "However, I do not know whether or not you were taken away the night you were hung on the tree, or whether or not the person who was taken away could not remember what happened the previous night, and the memory disappeared."

"Insolence." After hearing that, Song Yang punched the wooden board: "Who did it?"

"I keep feeling that this matter is related to Grandma Medi. However, I can't remember exactly what happened that night." Zhang Nan said and started to ponder, "Was it her facial features, Grandma? The tasteless things that we ate that night, seemed to have some sort of miraculous connection with all of this. Didn't Zhu Liu say before that it was a tribute?

"Could it really be Grandma Medi?" Song Yang's eyes narrowed into slits.

"Just wait one more night and we'll find out what happened to her tonight. If it wasn't for her, then she definitely would have known something. If it was her, then we can't forgive her." Zhang Nan clenched his fists and said while clenching his teeth.

The villagers didn't mistreat them. Every time it was time to eat, they would bring them food. Although the food didn't have any good features, at least it still tasted good.

Very quickly, it was night again and the village descended into a silent night once more. Zhang Nan and his party slept during the day and only left the ancestral hall when it was midnight.

Just like last night, everyone in the village had "died" indeed, it was exactly the same as when they slept. It seemed like what Pu Feier had said was true, that the villagers had been taken advantage of.

"What do we do now?" Zhang Nan looked at Song Yang.

"Didn't you suspect Grandma Medi? Then go take a look at her." With that, the few of them left the western end of the village, taking their way to the back of Grandma Medi's thatched cottage.

As soon as he arrived, he saw a stooped figure walking out of the thatched cottage with the support of a walking stick. It was none other than Grandma Medi.

Suddenly, her gaze turned cold as she muttered to herself, "Misfortune comes from the mouth, and goes from the mouth to the mouth. People die, and the sin comes from the mouth, so the mouth will be sealed, and the long life will be devoted to worshiping me as a god."

Before he finished his sentence, the clouds in the sky began to change. A black cloud was floating towards the village, slowly turning into a huge mouth that was about to swallow up the entire village.

"It really is you!" Seeing that, Zhang Nan was enraged, he immediately jumped up and threw the sophora japonica l in his hand straight at Grandma Medi.

Suddenly, a person appeared, scaring even her senses, she dodged Zhang Nan's pole and looked at him sinisterly: "Brat, you found out about it?"

How was she an old woman? Her voice was sharp and filled with an evil aura, making her seem like a monster.

"And us." Song Yang's voice came out, following that, Fox Fairy and the rest walked out.

Song Yang stared deadly at Grandma Medi while holding the bronze coin sword. Holding the fox blade, Fox Fairy's eyes flashed with a red light as he pointed at Grandma Medi: "Injuries to the heavens, today I will not forgive you …"