Chapter 7

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Feng Nian’s lips curled into a smile when she saw that the living dead’s angry breath was about to touch Feng Nian’s face. Two talismans flew towards the two living dead on the left and right respectively. The talismans were stuck to the their forehead.

The two living dead never thought that she, who was busy controlling the golden formation, would be able to separate her hands to deal with them. They only had time to make a neighing sound. The talisman directly restrained the living dead’s movements, causing them to slowly spit out the resentment. After the resentment was exhausted, the rotten flesh on the living deads’ bodies slowly fell off. The bones on their bodies turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye and turned into black smoke that floated in the air.

Wen Rou saw that Feng Nian easily scattered the two living dead and quickly turned her head back. The blood tears in her eyes slowly turned black. When these black tears touched the golden branches wrapped around her, the golden branches emitted a sizzling sound and turned black.

“Not good.” Feng Nian saw that the golden branch had turned black under the effect of the black tears and was still withering at an extremely fast speed. Wen Rou had already begun to break free from the restraints of the golden array.

The binding force of the golden formation gradually decreased, and it let out a gentle giggle. It was especially terrifying and sinister in the empty suburbs of the city.

Black tears covered most of Wen Rou’s face. The sincerity and cuteness on her face were replaced by gloominess. She ignored the golden branches wrapped around her body and slowly walked towards Feng Nian, taking one step at a time. Now, she only had one obsession, and that was to seal Feng Nian back into the willow coffin because her intuition told her that Feng Nian was definitely the most suitable sacrifice. As long as she offered a living sacrifice and sang the revival curse, her mother, who had died a long time ago, would return.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on Feng Nian’s forehead. The effect of the golden array was gradually weakening, and the outline of the golden array on the ground was about to dissipate.

Wen Rou thought that she had the upper hand. Just as she stretched out her sharp claws to grab Feng Nian, a golden array suddenly appeared.

“Golden Light Evil Punisher, go.” Feng Nian’s hands formed a barrier, and a beam of golden light shot towards Wen Rou’s heart.

“Ah…” A sinister roar rang out as a thick black force was peeled off from Wen Rou’s body. After the dark force was peeled off, Wen Rou’s eyes regained clarity. The black tears on her face disappeared, and her face returned to its original appearance.

The reason why her dark force gathered so quickly was firstly because she was placed in a willow coffin after her death, and secondly, because she had accumulated resentment to begin with. Now that Feng Nian had dispersed the resentment in her body, she returned to her previous appearance.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, as if nothing had happened. Only the faint rotten smell in the air proved that the living dead had indeed appeared just now.

After everything was over, Feng Nian heaved a long sigh of relief. Her right hand gently turned the bracelet on her left hand, and the color of the bracelet increased to a faint purple color. Fortunately, with this bracelet just now, she could quickly form a magic formation in an emergency and release the powerful force on Wen Rou’s body.

This bracelet was personally worn by her grandfather before he died. Originally, this bracelet was as transparent as crystal. After wearing it on her hand, it actually turned into a bracelet that was suitable for her hand. It should be a magic tool. She also realized that every time she dealt with the evil spirit, the color of this bracelet would gradually change to a faint purple, and the power of the array was gradually increasing.

At the side, Wen Rou stood quietly. Although she had returned to her previous appearance, her face was still as pale as a piece of white paper. She looked vexed, as if she had done something wrong, waiting for Feng Nian to criticize her.

Feng Nian could not bear to see Wen Rou’s expression. She walked in front of her and reached out to gently stroke her gentle flaxen hair. She smiled and said, “Rou Rou, right? I’ve already chased out the dark force in your body. You’ve already passed away. Wait for me to choose an auspicious day for you to reincarnate.”

Although the resentment and dark force on Wen Rou’s body had already been dispersed by Feng Nian, she was still holding on with half a breath. She was supposed to reincarnate on the seventh night of her death, the night of the return to the soul, but because of the resentment, she could not do it. She needed someone with cultivation to exorcise her soul before she could reincarnate again. Since Feng Nian had already dispersed Wen Rou’s dark force, she decided to help Wen Rou all the way.

Wen Rou opened her eyes and looked at Feng Nian in disbelief. She muttered, “B-but I almost buried you alive just now.”

Feng Nian shook her head gently. Everything had its cause and effect. There was a secret behind Wen Rou’s death. As Wen Rou’s father, not only did Wen Wen not take it seriously, he only cared about the Wen family’s reputation. It made her feel indignant and her resentment increased, causing her to lose her mind. Even though Wen Rou had done all kinds of terrifying things in the Wen residence, she did not harm anyone’s life in the end. Naturally, Feng Nian would not destroy her, nor would she cause her to be unable to reincarnate.

When Wen Rou saw that Feng Nian was sincere about expiating her soul, a sincere smile appeared on her face again. After bowing to Feng Nian, she said, “Thank you, Sister.” Then, the breath that had been holding her up dissipated and she fell straight onto the cold cemetery.

Feng Nian took out a peachwood nail and nailed it into Wen Rou’s forehead again. Originally, she had already nailed a peachwood nail into Gentle’s forehead this morning, but Wen Rou’s resentment had driven the peachwood nail out. Although Wen Rou’s resentment had already dissipated, she still needed to nail the peachwood nail into her forehead to prevent another incident. After nailing the peachwood nail into it to ensure that nothing went wrong, she gently placed Wen Rou into the bag.

She looked at the time and realized that it was already one in the morning. Looking at the willow coffin that had been erected because she had escaped, it was especially terrifying in the empty cemetery.

It was not long from the time when the Yin Energy was at its strongest. Even if the Wen family sent someone to pull the coffin away, it would be difficult for Wen Rou to leave the cemetery without anyone setting off the Yin Energy.

To set off the Yin Energy meant that when the deceased with grievances moved at night, they needed a person with a very strong destiny and fire element to open the way. Otherwise, the wandering souls on the roadside would pester the living. The deceased would be disturbed and it was easy to scare the corpse. Although the grievances on Wen Rou’s body had dissipated, the wandering souls on the roadside were very sharp. They could feel the residual grievances on Wen Rou’s body, which made it easier for them to scare her corpse.

Furthermore, the willow coffin had a lot of Yin Energy and was loved by wandering souls and vengeful spirits. She had almost let the coffin suppress it just now. The most appropriate way was to guard the coffin and Wen Rou’s corpse and take them away tomorrow morning.

Feng Nian knew that she would sleep in the cemetery tonight. She used her feet to sweep away the dust on the ground and pulled out some weeds. She lay down directly.

Lying in the gloomy cemetery, she heard the cries of crows from time to time, but she did not care. With her around, ordinary wandering souls and evil spirits did not dare to appear. As soon as she closed her eyes, she fell asleep.

When the light pulled open the heavy curtain on the horizon, the sun began to appear and a new day began.

Feng Nian woke up from her sleep. She stretched and patted the weeds stuck to her back, then glanced at the dark willow coffin.

She made a call to the butler of the Wen residence and instructed him to get someone to pull the coffin and Wen Rou away. She also repeatedly reminded him not to put Wen Rou in the willow coffin and to burn it immediately. Although he was surprised that Feng Nian would go to the cemetery in the south of the city, the butler did not ask and hid his doubts in the bottom of his heart. The butler agreed to Feng Nian’s instructions one by one.