I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong-Chapter 273 - 237: The Mother of Thousands Corpses

"These evil spirits are probably related to Lady Qianshi."

After Tian Lin whispered to the Zhou siblings, he shared another secret with Zhang Rou.

He didn't elaborate on the origins of his conjecture, still focusing his attention on the family of four below.

"Our Da Qi Dynasty is officially endorsed by the Divine Court, and the people of Da Qi are also protected by the Mountain God and the River God. What is there to fear?"

The old man said with conviction: "After daybreak, the Village Chief will go to the county town to seek the government's help. The Demon Hunting Bureau will capture this troublesome fox."

As he spoke of 'after daybreak', the night outside began to rapidly change.

Bright light shone into the small attic, making the wind lantern in Zhou Mengjiao's hand seem dimmer.

At that moment, Tian Lin suddenly saw Zhou Jin retrieve talisman paper from his Storage Bag, ready to throw it behind him.

Startled, Tian Lin slipped and swiftly moved to the window of the attic.

Covered by the bright light, a noose hung on the beam above the attic.

The noose held a woman, the daughter-in-law of that family of four.

Zhou Jin's talisman paper struck the hanged woman, and the Night Patrol Deity instantly opened her eyes, tugging at the rope on her neck as if she intended to come down.

Tian Lin shook his head at Zhou Jin and was the first to jump out the window.

Zhou Mengjiao and Zhang Rou quickly followed, and Zhou Jin also leaped down the attic, landing in the courtyard of the farmer's house. ƒreewebɳovel.com

Tian Lin glanced at the courtyard and said to the three people: "The well is missing; this is not Yu Family Village."

Zhou Jin exclaimed in shock: "What kind of power could silently transport us to another world?"

"This is still Yu Family Village, but this 'Yu Family Village' should be the one from much earlier."

Zhang Rou pointed to the mountains outside the village, their contours clearly the same as those around Yu Family Village.

"Here, it should be a dream realm—we might currently be inside a dream."

As the four whispered, there were already movements above in the attic.

They hid under the trees next to the house and soon saw that among the family of four, apart from the hanged daughter-in-law, the other three ran out.

As the family's son struck the bronze gong, dozens of villagers quickly arrived.

Tian Lin tugged at Zhou Jin, pointing at a few figures behind the villagers.

Zhou Jin quickly spotted Senior Brother Changxue among those figures, who in turn also quickly noticed the four of them.

"This is a dream realm, and what happens in the dream should be events that truly occurred in Yu Family Village a long time ago. We are not of this dream, and if we do not disturb the 'people' in the dream, they will not be able to see us."

Senior Brother Changxue's meaning was to let everyone not be afraid and not to hide in panic.

"Whose dream realm is so powerful? Do all the 'people' in the dream have the cultivation of Night Patrol Deities?"

"I think, it must be one of the two deities that Yu Family Village brought back to the village."

After Senior Brother Changxue spoke, he led Tian Lin and the others openly to watch the 'performance' in the courtyard.

"It's the Fox God causing trouble again!"

No sooner had a villager spoken than he was retorted by the old man: "What Fox God? Clearly, it's a fox demon! It killed my daughter-in-law, and I will not let it go."

The old man's wife cried and scolded her husband:

"It's all your fault, I said it would be best for us to move, but you wouldn't listen. Now our daughter-in-law is dead, you see the retribution?"

The old man angrily said: "It wasn't us who killed the fox, it was that little brute from the Zhang Family. If anyone should receive retribution, it should be that little brute from the Zhang Family."

After speaking, the old man turned to the Village Chief and said: "Village Chief, how should we handle this? We must confront the Zhang Family for an explanation."

The Village Chief here was a man past the age of sixty, and before he could speak, other villagers also chimed in:

"That's right, every debt has its debtor. It was not us who killed the fox, but that little brute from the Zhang Family. Why should the Zhang Family be spared death, while retribution falls on our heads?"

The angry villagers suddenly left the house and headed towards the other end of the village.

Tian Lin and the others quickly followed and soon arrived outside a shabby thatched cottage.

The villagers forced open the wooden door of the cottage and quickly dragged out a skinny young girl in her teens.

The old man whose daughter-in-law died stepped forward and slapped the girl across the face, demanding: "Zhang Family girl, where is that little brute, Zhang Sheng?"

The girl wept and said: "Sirs, grandmothers, uncles, please spare my brother. He didn't intend to kill the fox; it was just that he was too hungry."

An old woman angrily said: "Your family should have starved to death long ago. Keeping you here offends the Fox God and makes us suffer."

As the woman spoke, she took out a needle and jabbed it into the girl, causing her to cry out in pain.

"If she won't hand over the little brute, then strip her clothes off."

A woman suggested, and thus a group of people began to aggressively proceed.

The men stood outside, sneaking glances at the scene inside.

But no matter what the women did, the young girl refused to disclose her brother's whereabouts.

She just said: "My brother said that he only killed an ordinary fox; there is no such thing as a Fox God in this world."

"You little bitch, still trying to argue your case!"

Only then did the Village Chief speak up: "What she said is correct. Her family only killed an ordinary little fox."

As soon as this was said, the women stopped attacking, and the men's attention was drawn back from the young girl.

"Village Chief, what do you mean by that? If it's not the Fox God causing trouble, then how come so many people have hanged themselves in just half a month?"

The old man whose daughter-in-law died looked fiercely at the Village Chief, demanding an explanation.

The Village Chief sighed and said, "It's because everyone has drunk water from the valley's pond—

That water is from the Corpse Pond, where too many bodies have been discarded over a thousand years. Some deserved it, some were wronged, and others met untimely deaths.

Now the resentment has not dissipated, resulting in 'poisoned' water flowing out of the pond."

The villagers didn't believe it because everyone had drunk the water from the pond, so it was hard for them to accept.

Moreover, if it was indeed the water from the pond that was toxic, and not the mischief of the Fox God, then wouldn't their prior actions against the Zhang Family's young girl have been in vain?

"Does the Village Chief have any evidence to back up his claim?"

A villager asked, only to hear the Village Chief reply: "This is what the Grand Monk from the city told me, who is a Divine Monk from the Little Thunder Sound Temple."

Upon hearing the four words 'Little Thunder Sound Temple,' not only were the villagers shocked, but Tian Lin and his companions were also taken aback.

When Tian Lin consumed Zhou Shoufan's eyeballs in the Heart Inquiry Sect of the Yulong Continent, the keyword hint was the supreme Thunder Spirit Pill.

And the description for the Thunder Spirit Pill indicated that this Elixir was a secret treasure of the Little Thunder Sound Temple for cultivating a Thunder Spirit Root.

How many Elixirs in this world can create a Spirit Root?

To Tian Lin's knowledge, even the Wendaos Sect didn't possess such an Elixir.

Tian Lin had thought the Little Thunder Sound Temple mentioned in the keyword entries was purely fictional, but now it seemed the temple really existed in the world.

It was just uncertain whether this Little Thunder Sound Temple was the same one mentioned in the entries.

"Since it's the Divine Monk who said so, then it must be true."

The villagers strongly believed in the reputation of the Little Thunder Sound Temple and thus urgently asked the Village Chief: "What about the Divine Monk, has he told us how we can survive?"

The Village Chief said: "The Divine Monk mentioned he is just a Sweeping Monk from the Little Thunder Sound Temple. With his level of cultivation, it is hard to suppress the resentment of the countless souls over thousands of years. To survive, we would have to use a scapegoat technique by which the grudge will affect only one person."

"Who would be willing to become such a scapegoat?"

As one person spoke up, everyone suddenly followed the Village Chief's gaze towards the young girl who had just been beaten.

The young girl obviously felt their gazes, but by this point, she no longer had the strength to struggle.

"Zhang Family's young miss, haven't all the uncles in the village treated you and your sister well? After your parents died, you even came to us to borrow food, didn't you?"

The young girl knew what these people meant; she shook her head weakly.

A villager's face hardened, "If you're unwilling to go, shall we send your brother instead?"

At the mention of her brother, the young girl's eyes widened, and she shook her head even more vigorously.

The villager then said, "Will you go in place of your brother?"

The young girl closed her eyes, apparently conceding.

The villagers were delighted and said, "You're volunteering, right? We didn't force you."

Seeing her in tears, the Village Chief coughed and spoke up at this time:

"Don't worry, child. When you're gone, we'll take good care of Zhang Sheng. Doesn't he want to study, to go to the martial arts school, and to become a constable for the Demon Hunting Bureau in the future?

We'll all chip in to fund your brother's schooling."

The young girl opened her eyes and uttered a hoarse 'thank you.'

The villagers discussed how to invite the Divine Monk to perform the ritual, and Senior Brother Changxue also told Tian Lin and others:

"Before this land of mass burial became what it is today, the Da Qi Dynasty existed here. Back then, there were Mountain Gods and River Gods, as well as demon beasts. This kind of sacrifice was quite common."

Zhang Rou responded, "So people's lives are sacrificed to appease Mountain Gods, River Gods, or demon beasts, and the villagers may gain peace, but what about the innocent who are sacrificed?"

No one spoke, only to hear the Village Chief say, "The Divine Monk will come tomorrow, and we will ask him to perform the ritual."

With the Village Chief's mention of 'tomorrow,' the sky changed once again.

As everyone had experienced the abrupt transition from night to day, they were also accustomed to the flow of time within the dream.

When they looked at the village again, it was now filled with people.

A plump monk appeared amidst the villagers' throng. Looking at the young girl who was tied up, he said:

"Lift her to that ancient pond. I will help you create a guardian spirit out of her. As long as you pay tribute to her day and night, she can not only eliminate the resentment from the pond but also ensure your future safety."

The villagers were overjoyed. First, they served the plump monk with fine food and drink, then escorted him to the valley.

This was Tian Lin's second visit to the valley; the first time he followed the people from Yu Family Village, and this time it was with the people from the dream.

At that moment, the villagers only saw the plump monk take out pieces of paper, uttering incantations towards the ancient pond.

"I will sew thousands of souls onto her body. She alone will endure the gnawing of thousands of vengeful spirits. You must not forget the kindness, you should erect a temple for her and find an opportunity to request the court to grant a posthumous title—henceforth, you shall call her Lady Qianshi."