Haunted?
Mo Chen's interest stirred. He followed the two old women, keeping his divine sense around them to eavesdrop.
"How could it happen so suddenly? Wasn't she perfectly fine during the day?"
"Ah, they say that this afternoon, when she crossed that rickety bridge to the south, she somehow missed her footing and fell!"
"The south bridge?"
"The boards on that rotten bridge crack like firecrackers when you step on them. People have been saying for ages that it would collapse. After a fall like that, I doubt she'll survive."
"Exactly. In years past, it never would have come to this..."
"Ah, back then, the moment those bridge boards showed any damage, the Winter Household's disciples would bring people over to repair them. How could anyone have lost their life?"
"The Winter Household scattered long ago. They have nothing to do with our little town anymore. That poor daughter-in-law of the Li Household—if they really can't save her, our town will have no peace again."
While Mo Chen was still eavesdropping, a boy of thirteen or fourteen walked out of the vegetable market carrying a basket of vegetables and entered the range of his divine sense.
Mo Chen instantly withdrew his divine sense from the two old women and planted a wisp of it inside the boy, leaving a divine sense mark to track him.
There were traces of spiritual power on the boy. Someone had probably unlocked his Heavenly Secret Lock and helped him complete qi drawing into the body, yet he had no cultivation.
Mo Chen deliberately slowed his steps, waiting for the boy to pass.
As they brushed past each other at the mouth of an alley, Mo Chen caught a faint scent of... Demonic Aura on him!
The corners of Mo Chen's mouth lifted. Instead of