If Lin Feng remembered correctly, Hui Ming had been taken away by a Joy Spirit. Ordinarily, people used that name for an auspicious god, but among those who dealt in shady trades, corpses and certain evil entities were also called "joy spirits."
It was an auspicious euphemism for inauspicious things.
For instance, a corpse that had become something unknown or come into contact with some taboo could be called a joy spirit.
Hence the saying, "The joy spirit comes forth; the living must stand aside."
But he remembered clearly that Hui Ming had been killed by a "joy spirit" because this ruthless man had made a mistake in the ritual.
He had burned the corpse lying in the courtyard at precisely midnight, violating a taboo. As for which taboo it had been—whether a woman's tears had appeared or a child had been missing—Lin Feng did not know.
This time, however, Hui Ming was clearly different.
He was being sent off in something resembling a deity procession. The monks at the front and the wailing people behind were different from the ritual Lin Feng had witnessed.
What was different about these two corpses?
Was it the cause of death, or something else?
Lin Feng looked at Hui Ming's corpse. It had clearly undergone special preparation. In his perception, divine radiance shone from Hui Ming, and he was also dressed in dogskin.
There was nothing uncanny about his aura.
It had an air of open legitimacy.
Very "upright."
So upright that it seemed abnormal.
But that air of legitimacy did not match what Lin Feng sensed. Looking with his own eyes now, he could see quite a few Yin Gods on the dark mountain ridges beside Ridge County, yet their auras...
Were not quite right either.
Awkward!
Here, Lin Feng also saw