Chapter 84: Chapter 67: Taking Stock of the Harvest

After entering the house, Sang Que pushed open the back window and let Xuan Yu, who was monitoring from the backyard, come in.

When Xuan Yu came in, he was licking his lips. Sang Que squinted, grabbed Xuan Yu and lifted him to her face, whispering through clenched teeth.

“You’re no longer a stray kitten, don’t eat random things outside! You don’t have health insurance if you get sick!”

Xuan Yu was shaken twice by Sang Que, then pressed into her arms and given a thorough rubbing.

Infuriated, Xuan Yu clawed at Sang Que, biting her fidgety hand, but didn’t dare to extend his claws or really bite.

After this round of petting, Sang Que felt her annoyance subside, and the ticking in her mind became more bearable.

Taking advantage of Kou Yushan moving the corpses, Sang Que went to the room where Yan Daozi lived, took out her straw paper notebook and vermillion pen from his desk, and quickly noted down the various conditions when she used ’Recovery’ and the key just now.

The Recovery would directly exempt her from fatal injuries, unlike the Geng Trigram of the Yansheng coin, which only heals after being seriously injured.

After using Recovery, she would immediately enter a weakened state, gradually recovering to the state at the marked point within a minute as time passed.

The ticking sound of the clock in her mind was temporarily bearable, but this was just the beginning; what would happen next, Sang Que drew a question mark.

The key point is the opera house formed by the key, which she can sustain for a maximum of ten minutes, and can only manifest one layer.

The village resentment previously was able to disrupt the time within the Skywell Building, so in the future, could she turn these ten minutes into what feels like ten hours or even ten days for the enemy?

The opera house’s lethality against the enemy is insufficient, but its ability to confine the enemy is quite good, requiring her to enter its interior to manually eliminate the enemy.

After use, she sacrificed the Skinning Master to offset the side effects of the key, but the sacrifice wasn’t as she imagined. The Skinning Master wasn’t devoured and absorbed but was confined inside the opera house.

Maybe next time, when she traps the enemy in the opera house, she can let the Skinning Master out to kill.

The Skinning Master’s lethality is stronger than the night shift nurse Xu Jiayi.

But in this way, is it considered her using the Skinning Master, or the key using it?

It feels like the latter, like the various Little Ghosts used by the Water Ghost; if someone could subdue the Water Ghost, they would also gain control over those Little Ghosts.

The premise of using the Skinning Master is to be inside the opera house; without the opera house, the Skinning Master cannot be used alone, Sang Que highlighted this point.

The Skinning Master’s strength should be at the top of the Second Layer, similar to the Yin Child, but her strength is on the Third Layer of the Nine Netherworld. So when she competes with Yan Daozi, his Skinning Master can easily be restricted by the Yin Child and also be trapped in the opera house.

Sang Que’s pen paused, she suddenly wondered if, at this rate, the opera house would one day be filled with all sorts of evil spirits she collected from the Deceit Dynasty?

Can’t become overconfident! Can’t be complacent!

In the future, facing any evil spirit, caution is required more than ever, restrain, restraint.

After quickly finishing writing, Sang Que scanned Yan Daozi’s room, which was cleaned thoroughly, nothing was left behind.

Last time, Yan Daozi was cleared out by her once, and it’s only been ten days since then, he probably couldn’t have accumulated much good stuff.

Sang Que put away the straw paper notebook, lifted the door curtain and went out, seeing Xia Chan kneeling on the ground, holding a broken wooden comb.

“Mother…”

The wooden comb, being a yin object, was already destroyed. Xia Chan pressed the comb to her heart and began to cry.

“Mother lied, Little Chan hid, mother didn’t come back, mother lied…”

Sang Que opened her mouth to comfort her but didn’t know what to say.

At this time, the previously lifeless hair on the comb began to move again because of Xia Chan’s tears.

Xia Chan’s hair also wrapped around the wooden comb, the mother and daughter’s hair intertwined with each other, and the broken comb was brought to the back of Xia Chan’s head by her hair, forming a bun.

At this moment, Sang Que seemed to see a woman’s shadow behind Xia Chan, full of love, gently helping Xia Chan tie her hair.

Eventually, the broken comb was entwined by Xia Chan’s hair, becoming an ornament on her bun.

Sang Que took out a piece of chocolate from her bag, unwrapped it, and squatted down to hand it to Xia Chan, “Eat it, maybe it’ll make you a bit happier.”

With tears all over her face, Xia Chan received it, choked with sobs, unable to speak.

Kou Yushan came in with the corpse and sighed heavily at the sight.

Throwing the body on the ground, Kou Yushan softly said to Sang Que, “Xia Chan and her mother are evil people, born with powers like evil spirits, the price being incomplete minds, early death, many evil Taoists specifically hunt evil people to make yin objects or even refine corpses.”

“I heard your mother say that evil people almost never have offspring and rarely live beyond twenty. Xia Chan’s mother was someone your mom picked up from somewhere, and no one knows how Xia Chan was conceived.”

“After giving birth, Xia Chan’s mother could live another sixteen years, probably because your mom did something. If you can learn your mother’s skills, help Xia Chan, she’s just a bit childish but very smart and capable.”

“Before Yan Daozi came to Black Mountain Village, many evil spirit incidents here were solved with the help of Xia Chan and her mother. It’s just to prevent their identities from being exposed, many matters were claimed by myself, undeservedly earning the villagers’ love, which I feel guilty about.”

Sang Que frowned deeply, in this world, it seems that no matter what power comes with a corresponding price.

Tick-tock! Tick-tock!

The clock in her mind was like a countdown to doom, making Sang Que anxious again. She pulled her thoughts away from Xia Chan and walked over to Yan Daozi’s corpse to start searching.

“Yan Daozi said before he died that even if he died, the sacrifice couldn’t be stopped.”

“What?!” Kou Yushan was stunned; he had just thought that with Yan Daozi’s death, the great calamity of Black Mountain Village was over.

Sang Que took out the items from Yan Daozi’s body one by one and placed them on the side.

“I have a few ways that might disrupt the sacrificial setup. Tomorrow, at sunrise, we’ll try the spots marked on Yan Daozi’s map.”

Kou Yushan’s face was grim, that’s all they could do now.

Yan Daozi had quite a few items, including an iron sword, an ink bucket, a Dao Bell, a stack of various talismans, a Copper Coin Armor worn inside, and a fruit knife left by Sang Que last time.

Apart from unknown yin objects, Yan Daozi’s pack also contained two sets of daoist robes, incense candles, Yellow Paper, vermillion, and other items commonly used by Daoists.

Additionally, there was a peculiar seal, a book, and a money bag.

Oh yes, there was also a black donkey cart outside.

The iron sword was just an ordinary iron weapon, the ink bucket was mixed with black dog blood, capable of repelling evil spirits.

The Dao Bell is a Taoist Magical Artifact, and the Copper Coin Armor should be as well.

Sang Que gently shook the Dao Bell, its clear and melodious sound rippled like waves. She suddenly felt refreshed, her agitation vanished, like a cool spring on a scorching summer day, coolness penetrating her body.

Although the countdown in her head continued, the ticking sound was significantly reduced, instead the lingering sound of the Dao Bell surrounded her, making her feel peaceful.

Sang Que remembered that shaking the Dao Bell could also temporarily repel the surrounding Evil Mist, and this Copper Coin Armor has an extremely strong defensive capability, last time she used all her strength and couldn’t cut through it.

Currently, there should still be power remaining in these two items that can be used for a while. When the power is exhausted, they will need to be reinforced by a Taoist Disciple.

Daoists of the Deceit Dynasty worship the Daoist Lord, capable of invoking the Power of Daoist Lord to create Ghost Soldier Talismans and to reinforce certain items, transforming them into Taoist Magical Artifacts, as clearly recorded in the information summarized by her mom.

That stack of talismans mainly consisted of Exorcism Talismans and a few other talismans that Sang Que could not identify for the moment. She had not yet memorized Yan Daozi’s book that recorded various talismans.

The book was “Corpse Nourishing Secret Technique,” with a few letters inside, which Sang Que hadn’t had the opportunity to examine closely.

The remaining seal was a black stone, carved with a fierce opera mask. Unlike yin objects with a cold, piercing chill, it exuded a warm atmosphere, temporarily unknown in use.

Finally, what remained was the yin object Yan Daozi clutched in his hand before he died, which he didn’t have time to open.

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