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  Chen Jing fell silent for a moment before saying: "I've been thinking about this too over the past few days. Since there have been vengeful spirits from the underworld coming around, I thought it was them. But since you say it's a curse, that means someone from the witch tribe is behind it. Who could it be? Not only has Chen Jing never had any dealings with people from the witch tribe, but many people in the world haven't even heard of the name 'witch tribe'."

  In this land, there are actually people of the Wu tribe, and they are even descendants of the Wu tribe with a heritage to pass down. Chen Jing was deep in thought, his slender eyebrows furrowed in contemplation.

  Suddenly, a person appeared in Chen Jing's memory, who was the one who led the people of Heqian Village to worship the carp spirit that year, but he had never appeared again since then, making it difficult for Chen Jing to recall at once. If someone were to be a witch tribe member, it would have to be him.

  "Do you still remember that wizard from back then?" Chen Jing asked.

  Xu Ling immediately thought of it and quickly said: "It must be him, his name is Zhu Li, claiming to be a descendant of the ancient Zhu Rong clan. In the past, all the sacrifices in this area were presided over by him, but at that time he didn't have any magical powers on his body. The essence of blood was also absolutely not prosperous, and there was no one in his ancestors who had anything special about it.

  A million years ago, the witch was all-powerful and omnipotent, now the witch has been extinguished by the masses, heaven and earth are changing, everything is changing. How can it be certain that the people of the witch clan cannot cultivate again? Chen Jing said.

  Xu Ling fell silent for a moment before saying: "Now the most important thing is to find him."

  Looking at his curse technique, it's clear that it's not very strong yet, and he can't leave Junling Town for too long. If my divine symbol were to condense, I would know if anyone entered Junling Town, but I'm not capable of that now. All I can do is let those demons outside the town go search.

  What Chen Jing said about the demons outside the town naturally refers to those demons who had heard and asked Tao in front of the River God Temple before. Chen Jing himself cannot leave. If he leaves at this critical moment, the divine symbol will disperse quickly, and it will take more time to condense again.

  At this time, she could only rely on her spiritual energy, she walked out of the temple and stepped into the void, drifting away with the wind without a trace.

  On the mountain to the west of Junling Town, a group of demons gathered together, including flying birds, walking beasts, scaly creatures, some ferocious and others quiet, all different from one another. They were the same ones that had listened to the Taoist's questions in front of the River God Temple. Not far away, there was another group that hadn't been to the River God Temple, relatively fewer in number. On another tree, two mountain imps hid, tightly hugging the tree trunk, not daring to make a sound, nor even dare to come down from the tree.

  Their eyes rolled around, listening to the whispers of those demons in their ears, thinking: "I've always heard that the river god of Jinghe talks about the Tao and the multitude of lives, I thought it was fake, but I didn't expect so many people to have come to listen to the Tao." They couldn't help but feel terrified by their previous idea of occupying the divine image and claiming divinity.

  Suddenly, a woman in a plain black cheongsam appeared before their eyes, as still as the night. The moment he saw her, Shan Xiao's heart suddenly gave rise to a sentence: She belongs to the night, she is the spirit of the night. However, it was daytime now, and she spoke up.

  The River God wants to ask everyone for help. Xul Ling said straightforwardly, but no one responded. Xul Ling continued: "No need for anyone to do anything dangerous, just help me find someone." Xul Ling looked around in a circle, and everyone was staring back, if viewed from the sky, it would look like this scene.

  A delicate-looking woman stands among a group of wild beasts, calm and composed, with a gentle tone.

  That person may be living alone or with a family, you just need to find someone or a family living in a secluded place and come tell me, no need for you to do anything else. This should be an easy task for you. Xū Líng said, she knew that these yāo líng were willing to listen to the Dao here at Chén Jǐng's small river god temple because they had unique thoughts, otherwise they wouldn't be willing to stay here and ask questions instead of going to those famous sects as guardian spirits.

  The River God is too polite, we have been listening to the Taoist lecture in front of the River God Temple for so long, and we should take the initiative to help the River God, but unfortunately, our individual magical powers are weak and can't do anything. Now that we can find someone for the River God, it's our honor.

  The speaker is a mountain monkey, who seems to have a high status among these demons, otherwise he wouldn't be representing all the demons saying such things.

  After finishing speaking, it didn't call others, but instead sprang up in one direction, lightly and nimbly like the wind, and disappeared into the dense forest in the blink of an eye. At the same time that the mountain monkey leapt onto the treetops and entered the forest, several other demon spirits also followed it. Similarly, at the same time that the mountain monkey left, the other demon spirits also dispersed in all directions, and not a single one said anything, each and every one expressing themselves through their actions.

  Some ran on the ground, some flew in the sky, some escaped with the wind, some escaped with the earth, and some escaped with wood, each using their own methods, each showing off their magical powers, all seemingly trying to be the first to find that person.

  She stood quietly on a small stone in the mountain forest, with a cluster of small white flowers under her feet. The mountain wind blew by, rustling softly, and blew up the white butterfly knot on her hair to dance in the air. In the distance, there was a group of demons watching, about ten or so, some looked extremely ferocious, and some were obviously poisonous at first glance, but none dared to offend her.

  Two mountain goblins sneaked down from under the trees, secretly letting out a sigh of relief in their hearts, thinking to themselves: "Today is indeed perilous, with so many evil spirits gathering, it's truly rare." Thinking that it's best to leave this dangerous place quickly, they couldn't help but turn back to take one last look at the nocturnal spirit standing on the bluestone. As they looked over, the spirit happened to glance over as well, its mouth curving into a smile, like the moon peeking out from behind the clouds on a night with a thin layer of cloud cover.

  The mountain goblin was stunned, he only felt that there was no more beautiful woman in the world than this one. He wanted to leave again, but somehow couldn't lift his feet.

  Although the spirit no longer looked at him, he couldn't bear to leave. After a long while, he slowly approached the spirit, who turned around and looked at him with a puzzled expression, her eyes filled with inquiry. The mountain demon stuttered: "I... I'm called Da Yao, I wonder... can I become your attendant spirit?"

  Xu Ling smiled and said with a hint of amusement in his eyes: "You're called Da Yao? Why are you called Da Yao?"

  I've been determined since I was young to become the greatest monster under heaven, so I took on the name of Great Monster. The sturdy and strong mountain goblin said with tension.

  The smile in the eyes of the Xul Ling became even more brilliant as he said: "This ambition is really not bad, and the name is truly inspiring." The mountain goblin named Da Yao immediately became excited, and even his two sharp fangs didn't seem so fierce anymore.

  You're called Da Yao, so is he called Er Yao? Xū Líng said, looking at the small and weak Shān Xiāo who had been following behind him, staring at himself all along.

  She is called Little Monster, I am Big Monster, she can only be called Little Monster then. Big Monster said quickly.

  Why can you be a great demon while she can only be a little demon? The empty spirit's eyes were filled with laughter, yet he asked with a serious face.

  Because, the big monster turned his head and took a look at the little monster, saying: Because he can't beat me, so she is the little monster, I am the big monster.

  At this time, a pangolin emerged from the earth in front of Yu Ling, which was full of wild grass, and said to Yu Ling: "A small wooden house with one person has been found in Zhenbei." Before Yu Ling could respond, a white egret fell from the sky and said to Yu Ling: "There is a wooden house in the dense forest of Zhennan, where a man lives. He is about 40 years old."

  Right after that, a big tree suddenly had a green worm drill out of it. The worm revealed its head, which was as big as a bowl, and said: "In the east of the town, there is a house with one person living in it, about sixty years old, no spiritual power can be sensed on his body, but he has a deep and solemn aura, I think this should be the person that the River God wants to find."

  Very well, go to the east of the town. A clear and crisp voice said succinctly.

  One step out, like snow melting into water, leaving no trace.

  After the spirits disappeared, all the monsters also disappeared cleanly, only the big monster and the little monster were still there.

  Did he agree or not? The big demon muttered to himself. Seeing that all the demons had disappeared, he immediately said: We're going too, this is a test for us. After finishing speaking, he rushed forward, and a green light burst out from his body, as if he was about to disappear into thin air, extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he vanished among the grass and trees. And that little demon followed silently behind the big demon, rushing along with him, the condensed blue light on his body was surprisingly not weak at all.

  She saw a wooden house built in a sunny forest from afar, and when she got closer, she saw various talismans carved on the house, and she immediately understood that she had found the right place. Then she saw an old man sitting inside the house, the window was not open, the light was insufficient, and only his back could be seen.

  Xu Ling's eyebrows slightly furrowed as she gazed calmly for a moment, and to her surprise, the old man didn't move at all. Suddenly, her heart stirred, and with one step, she vanished into thin air, reappearing inside the wooden hut. However, just as she materialized, a layer of black light flashed around the old man's body, followed by the entire wooden hut being enveloped in the dark glow. In an instant, the ordinary wooden hut transformed into a cursed array.

  Ambush! A demon spirit cried out in surprise.

  At that moment, the demons lurking in the dark corners around them suddenly rushed out and surrounded the house. Just as they appeared, the wooden house wrapped in black light suddenly exploded, turning into a swirling cloud of black wood shavings. In the midst of the black wood shavings, the virtual spirit's shadow flashed by, and she saw that in her palm, a black mirror was reflecting a distant pile of rubble, where a person immediately appeared.

  He was about fifty years old, with grayish white hair, and his eyes, apart from being sinister, also showed a hint of surprise. He blurted out: "You're also..."

  The Soul-Searching Mirror in Xul Ling's hand flashed, and he was speechless, his eyes filled with horror. Xul Ling opened his mouth and sucked in, a cloud of gray light rose from the old man's body and entered Xul Ling's mouth, and then fell to the ground, losing all signs of life.

  At the moment when the old man fell to the ground, the spirit had already appeared beside him, and she said: "I am Xul Ling, the spiritual servant under the River God of Jinghe." After finishing speaking, she took out a thick book from his arms. The book was made of unknown materials, neither silk nor gauze. It felt like metal in her hand, cold and hard, but each page was extremely thin. The cover was the color of lightning fire, without any patterns, only two large characters: "Zhushizhou" (Zhushizhou Curse).

  Xu Ling flipped through it a few times, a smile appeared on his face, and then he concentrated on thinking about something. With a flick of his hand, he put away the book of spells. He looked around at the surrounding demons and smiled: "The person has been found. After the River God's talisman is condensed in Junling Town, everyone can continue to listen to the Tao in front of the River God Temple."

  Although many spirits watched the witch's book in Xul's hand, none of them said anything, and after Xul finished speaking, they disappeared one after another into the dense forest.