Because the old Village Chief's body had been left in the Ancestral Hall for too long.
The burial ceremony was therefore very simple. In just three hours, the villagers carried the coffin to a mountain peak beyond the village.
At the village entrance.
Lin Fan and the others were preparing to leave.
"Lin Fan, you could actually stay a little longer."
"Yes, we haven't properly thanked you for your help yet!"
"Not only did you help us give the old Village Chief a proper burial, you even helped us find the inheritance he hid. We don't know how to thank you."
The Clan Elders and villagers gathered around them.
They wanted Lin Fan to stay a few more days.
"We still have things to take care of. I'm very sorry."
Lin Fan cupped his hands. He certainly didn't want to stay. Phoenix Village was far too strange, and even now, he still didn't know what danger it held.
Just then.
Qianshan remembered something and said, "Master Lin, I forgot something!"
"I brought quite a few invitations this time. I need to deliver them to the reclusive masters beneath the Wutong Tree."
Lin Fan whipped his head around and stared at Qianshan. This was no small matter!
No wonder.
So this was where the danger lay.
"Give the invitations to Elder Huang. Ask him to deliver them for you."
"We have to leave now!" Lin Fan said gravely.
He worried that something really might happen if they didn't leave soon. He had been just about to leave, yet Qianshan happened to have something that required him to stay in Phoenix Village.
Phoenix Village gave him a very bad feeling.
Lin Fan vaguely sensed a trace of danger. Although he had thoroughly mastered the entire fortune-telling Codex, he still couldn't divine