Sangsang (Thanks to Mimingren for the Alliance Leader! 3K, 2_2)

The felt curtains made of yak hair are quite thick, providing insulation and warmth, and are not easily blown away by the wind.

Therefore, everyone in the room became alert when they saw the felt curtain being blown by the wind.

Jiekan straightened his back even more, his ears perked up, and his face showed some tension.

Gonpo, who was in the corner, stopped chanting and stared intently at Zeweng, who was bound tightly, without blinking. He unconsciously held his breath.

Zhima hunched her shoulders and looked down at the tips of her shoes.

She was afraid that if she showed any emotion, it would disturb the Tsen Demon.

Most of the attention was focused on Zeweng.

Their gazes would occasionally drift towards Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang's Mindfulness have been touched.

His expression remained as calm as before. He put the chacha into his pocket and looked at Zeweng.

Just then, Zeweng also turned his gaze to him. "It... it's here?"

Zeweng looked flustered and stammered as he asked Zhou Yang in a low voice.

Zhou Yang glanced at the black felt cloth at the entrance of the watchtower, then turned back to Zeweng and smiled, "I didn't sense anything coming. It was probably just a gust of wind that moved the curtain. You can continue to rest; it's alright."

He looked relaxed and remained seated against the wall, not even moving an inch.

Seeing his relaxed posture, Zeweng's panic subsided considerably. "It was just a gust of wind..."

Zeweng breathed a long sigh of relief.

Everyone relaxed after hearing Zhou Yang's words.

The tense atmosphere in the room immediately eased.

"Zhima, Zhima!" Zeweng called to his wife, "Give me some water to drink."

I'm thirsty.

"Okay!" Zhima quickly agreed, got up to fetch a bowl of water, and brought it to Zeweng.

Zeweng's hands were tied behind his back, so Zhima had to feed him water. He leaned towards Zhima, so Zhima supported his back with one hand and held the bowl to his mouth with the other, feeding him water in small sips.

The two were almost touching head to head.

Seeing the couple like this, Gonpo clicked his tongue and looked away.

Jiekan shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

Are you still thirsty?

"If you're thirsty, I'll pour you another bowl."

Seeing that Zeweng had almost drunk all the water in the bowl, Zhima asked him a question.

Zeweng shook his head. "I'm not thirsty anymore, I've had enough to drink."

Upon hearing the sound, Zhima put away the bowl.

At this moment, Zeweng seemed to have no bones, his body still leaning towards her, his head resting on her shoulder. She quickly put down the bowl and tried to wrap her arms around her husband's body to prevent him from falling to the ground.

But at that moment, she heard Zeweng whisper something in her ear:

"Your husband has hidden my wife away... I'll take you away from him first..."

The chilling aura emanating from those words sent a shiver down Zhima's spine, rushing straight up to the top of her head!

Before she could even grasp the meaning behind "Zeweng's " words, alarm bells were already ringing in her mind!

She suddenly realized that this "Zeweng" was no longer her husband!

Zhima's mind went completely blank!

She was still embracing Zeweng when Zeweng suddenly opened his mouth wide and fiercely bit into Zhima's neck!

If "he" were to bite down hard and sever the artery on the side of Zhima's neck, Zhima would die on the spot!

"Buzz!"

In that instant, a chilling wind suddenly swept over Zhou Yang!

The "Ghost Ruler," which was gradually resembling a vajra, grabbed Zhou Yang's shoulder with one hand and slithered behind Zeweng with the other. This withered hand, which no one could see, suddenly "stabbed" into Zeweng's head!

"It's hot!"

"Hot ghee!" The moment the Ghost Ruler's hand plunged into Zeweng's head, Zhou Yang felt a strange psychic sensation!

Through that palm, he felt the warm brain, the hard skull, and the intertwined flesh and blood vessels in Zeweng's head!

Within this head radiating vitality, the ghostly hand moved swiftly, and in an instant, it seized the alien entity that did not belong to Zeweng's body!

"Zeweng," leaning against Zhima's shoulder, remained in a position as if about to bite.

The fierce and ferocious look that flashed across his face for a moment suddenly turned into deep terror!

In the blink of an eye!

Before anyone could understand what was happening, they heard Zhou Yang shout, "Come out!"

"Come out here!"

Inside the room, the chilling atmosphere grew even stronger!

Ghost Ruler seized the Tsen Demon, its withered hand imprisoning it like an iron clamp. As Zhou Yang's Supernatural Ripple surged violently, a blood-soaked figure gradually detached itself from behind Zeweng!

The figure was now exposed to everyone's full view!

But the Ghost Ruler, still clutching the shadowy figure, remained completely invisible to the crowd! "Tsen Demon! Tsen Demon!"

Gonpo stood up, his body trembling, and spun around in place while chanting various incantations.

"Om Mani Padme Hum!"

"Om Ah Moo!"

These incantations and mantras have absolutely no effect!

However, the only means that Gonpo could immediately use were these local incantations and mantras passed down orally!

Jiekan was also stunned with fright.

The blood-soaked figure with an extremely blurry face was right next to him!

He stared intently at the figure, and suddenly—for some reason—he reached out to grab it. "Aji, I'll grab it for you!"

"Quick, grab it!"

"Whoosh!" Fortunately, after the blood-red figure broke free from Zeweng's body, it was as if a tree had been uprooted from the soil—its roots had lost their support, and it was like a duckweed in the wind, instantly pulled to Zhou Yang's side by the Ghost Ruler!

Zhou Yang muttered a nonsensical incantation, "Om Ah Hum, Wai Bi Ba Bu, Nan Bei Lv Dou..."

A bright white light burst forth from his eyes once more!

The Fat Mirror Lamp instantly shone on the blood-red figure that had nowhere to rest in the void!

"Whoosh!"

Under the ripples, the blood-red figure emitted sounds of rushing river water!

Blood continued to flow from its body, making it grow increasingly pale.

The previously blurry figures became clear!

This pale, white figure was completely naked!

The body, bloated from being submerged in water, emitted a strong stench of decay.

Scars and bruises covered the swollen corpse!

At this moment, the large patches of bruises and purple welts, washed away by the ripples, gradually transformed into the faces of women, each unique yet all exhibiting a swollen, gigantic appearance. Their dead fish eyes stared fixedly at Zhou Yang, tears of blood suddenly streaming from their corners, and they cried out:

"Sangsang! Sangsang!"

The faces on the corpses are all calling out for someone named "Sangsang"!

Who is Sangsang?

"Could Quzha's wife be named Sangsang?"

The swollen, decaying female corpse, frozen in the white light, made Zhou Yang involuntarily connect it with Quzha's wife who had drowned!

His thoughts raced, and he gathered the ripples, intending to completely imprison this Tsen Demon.

But at this moment, amidst the layers of white light, the female corpse Tsen Demon covered in human faces, after wailing in unison, suddenly collapsed completely like snowflakes within Zhou Yang's ripple restraint!

It seemed unable to withstand the pressure of the ripples and simply vanished!

The change happened so fast that even Zhou Yang was stunned!

The Tsen Demon, is it really that fragile?

If you're trapped by the ripples for too long, they'll just dissipate completely?! Zhou Yang was still pondering this when he suddenly heard Master Gonpo shout, "The gray footprints are out!"

"It's going to run away!"

As Gonpo shouted, Zhou Yang heard a sound like bare feet stepping on stones. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a series of footprints covered in wood ash suddenly appear on the ground!

A series of footprints stretched from the ground to the walls of the watchtower, and in an instant, they were near the window!

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past the window!

The female Tsen Demon then ran out of the fortified house!

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, so fast that even Zhou Yang's Ghost Ruler couldn't catch up!

"Chase!"

Zhou Yang said something and strode towards the door!

"Hey!" Jiekan responded from behind him.

He had barely heard the other person respond when a dark figure darted past him, Gate of Opening and chasing after him—faster than even the rabbit Fanzi!

Zhou Yang was so surprised that he was stunned for a moment! "Jiekan is really fast!" Gonpo also ran a few steps towards the back of the door. He watched as the felt cloth at the door slowly fell down, and Jiekan's figure was no longer visible outside the door. He finally realized that his old arms and legs could not even catch up with Jiekan, let alone chase a Tsen Demon.

Therefore, Gonpo finally stopped and muttered a few words of reflection.

"Master, I'll go and give them a look."

"You stay here and watch over Master Zeweng."

Zhou Yang gave Gonpo a few instructions.

Gonpo waved his hand. "Go."

The Tsen Demon was already frightened by Zhou Yang's ripples.

It won't return anytime soon, so Zhou Yang can confidently search for its footprints to see where it ultimately went.

Zhou Yang followed him out the door.

Jiekan ran hurriedly down the road, as if a dog was chasing him.

Even though he knew he might not be able to do anything about the Tsen Demon even if he caught up with it, he was extremely excited and brimming with a strange energy.

Zhou Yang's gaze swept around. It was easy to see the trail of footprints covered in wood ash on the ground inside the watchtower, on the walls, and on the withered trees further away.

The footprints continued to move forward.

In that short time, it must have run two or three miles.

"The Fire Ash Offering can remain effective for up to one hour."

"These footprints will be invisible in an hour."

As Zhou Yang pondered this, the Ghost Mouth beneath his clothes opened wide—

He leaped into the air and instantly leaped over the courtyard wall.

After walking about half a mile, he quickly stopped and started running like a normal person.

In the distance, the Gama brothers, who had headed towards Manitang, turned back and waved repeatedly to Zhou Yang: "Hey! Aji!"

Gama waved to Zhou Yang and patted Pingcuo on the shoulder.

So Pingcuo swung his arm and ran towards Zhou Yang.

When he reached Zhou Yang, he was panting and said, "Manitang, we're going back!" Quzha also saw him!

But, but...

"The villagers say that Quzha doesn't have a woman; he's all alone!"