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"": "A long time passed. Even Luo Feng noticed that all the Evil Spirits beside Chen Xianxian's tent had gone far away, and Qin Jiumo had disappeared along with them. Yet his son, his wife, Gu Yiren, and Zhang Li still wore those same questioning expressions.
The pressure had reached its limit.
But that was not the most important thing. What mattered most was what Luo Shan had said.
Some of what Qin Jiumo said was true, and some was false.
His son had actually encountered Qin Jiumo long ago.
And he actually knew so much!
He even knew to distinguish truth from lies by reading between Qin Jiumo's words. He had known all along that Qin Jiumo would lie!
Luo Feng took a deep breath and let it out slowly before finally speaking.
"You really want to leave the village, don't you?"
"Actually, it isn't the village you need to leave. It's this mountain. But this mountain is alive. It has a 'heart.' To leave the mountain, the mountain must die. For the mountain to die, its heart must die. For its heart to die, one heart must die first. Kill this woman. Once she dies, the mountain dies."
"Then drag her body out. All of you must come with me."
His cadence and tone carried a hint of imitation of Qin Jiumo.
Everyone inside the tent had been quiet.
They had all been waiting for Luo Feng to speak.
But once he did, they felt as though they had plunged into an ice cellar.
Luo Bin fared slightly better, but only slightly...
Gu Ya's face turned deathly pale.
Zhang Li and Gu Yiren looked even more drained of color.
Almost instinctively, Zhang Li moved to shield Gu Yiren.
"Don't be afraid. I told you,