Squeak! Squeak!
Chen Xijiu gnawed at a chicken as if he were a reincarnated famished ghost, completely ignoring the chickens on the altar, each of which had black scriptures painted on their skin, indicating they held some significance and were not meant for consumption.
Witnessing Chen Xijiu's actions, Zhou Haidong and Wang Heqiang both felt a chill in their hearts.
Although Zhou Haidong had been working in North America exorcising demons for others, he had never encountered such a spine-chilling scene.
The sinister extent of Chen Family Village's underworld had utterly exceeded his imagination.
Blood flowed down from Chen Xijiu's mouth as he ate, dripping all over his clothes.
But that blood wasn't from the chicken; it came from his own mouth as his gums bled from his relentless eating, yet he showed no sign of stopping.
Sun Yan turned his gaze toward the tunnel on the right side of the crossroads, which also ended in another altar bearing nine bowls of blood corresponding to the nine chickens.
Blocking the path straight ahead in the tunnel was a gigantic antique wooden full-length mirror.
Preventing anyone from seeing what lay behind the mirror.
On the mirror's surface, someone had written the Six-Character Great Bright Mantra 'Om Mani Padme Hum' in red paint.
Seeing his own reflection in the full-length mirror only made the mantra appear even more blood-red.
Sun Yan squinted his eyes and employed his Celestial Eye Insight to suddenly see a large amount of evil energy seeping out from the cracks in the mirror.
The source of all problems in Chen Family Village's underworld was likely lurking behind this full-length mirror.
"What is my name? Quickly tell me, what is my name."
While gnawing on the sacrificial chickens, Chen Xijiu loudly asked himself absentmindedly.
Unconcerned that his teeth were loosening in his mouth, with one or two already falling out onto the ground.
"You all stay here, I'll bring him back."
Sun Yan put on the Nuo Mask of the Mountain-Opening Fierce General and immediately strode toward Chen Xijiu.
Seeing the babbling and frantically self-naming Chen Xijiu, Sun Yan directly swung his Golden Halberd at the shrine.
Boom!
The wooden altar couldn't withstand such destruction and was instantly split in two, causing the sacrificial chickens to roll all over the ground.
Chen Xijiu hurriedly bent down to pick them all up, anxiously muttering, "Mine, they're all mine."
"No matter who you are, leave his body now!"
Sun Yan took out the General Sun Mask and forcefully slapped it on Chen Xijiu's back.
Immediately, Chen Xijiu's entire body began to convulse violently, and he lay on the ground retching endlessly.
Not only did he spew out all the chicken meat and bones he had just eaten, but soon a large heap of fine, intertwined, frantically writhing black-and-white creepy crawlies, mixed with blood, spewed from his mouth.
Having expelled the filth from his body, Chen Xijiu finally calmed down, gasping for breath as his eyes gradually regained clarity.
"Curse, it's a curse!"
Chen Xijiu, now conscious, suddenly shouted, looking at Sun Yan with terror-stricken eyes, urgently saying, "We need to leave, we must leave here immediately. We can't keep investigating, or we'll die."
"How do you know? What kind of curse is it exactly?"
From under the Nuo Mask, Sun Yan questioned Chen Xijiu.
"I-it was like I was dreaming just now, seeing much of Chen Family Village's past."
Chen Xijiu clutched his head with a pained expression: "I don't know how to explain it, it's just that it was really terrifying. Something must have happened at Chen Family Village decades ago."
"We have no other choice. To leave this underworld, we must find the root of the problem and solve it along the way. Follow me; the truth is just ahead."
Sun Yan turned back to Zhou Haidong and Wang Heqiang's position, looking at the full-length mirror blocking the way ahead.
Sun Yan knew that this was set up by the geomancer back then to prevent anyone from entering this place, but he still walked over without hesitation and exerted all his strength to push the mirror aside.
Instantly, the secret hidden at the end of the tunnel, an old dilapidated wooden table, appeared before everyone's eyes.
On the tabletop lay a raised object covered by a red cloth, its exact nature indiscernible.
This was the ultimate secret within the Chen Family Village underworld.
Zhou Haidong walked to Sun Yan's side, swallowing nervously, this being the tensest moment in his decades-long career as an exorcist.
No one knew what lay beneath the red cloth, so fearsome that it needed to be suppressed beneath this ancestral temple with extensive measures, revealing the efforts of whoever suppressed it back then.
Faced with the unknown, Zhou Haidong as an exorcist couldn't help but feel a desire to retreat, filled with fear.
Sun Yan approached the wooden table without hesitation, took a deep breath, and directly grabbed and pulled away the red cloth.
"Hiss!"
Upon seeing what lay on the wooden table, everyone couldn't help but gasp, instinctively stepping back.
Beneath the red cloth was a head with three faces.
Its skin, dried like a millennia-old mummy, wrinkled and desiccated, wore a visage completely different from a normal human's.
The left face of the tri-faced head bore a bat-like creature's visage, the right a snake's, while the central face was a woman's, with distorted and hideous features.
Seeing it with one's own eyes, none would believe such a being existed in this world.
"It's Him, the strange Buddha from the mural, He actually exists!" Zhou Haidong couldn't help but exclaim in shock.
At this moment, he instantly recalled that the bizarre head before them was identical to the odd Buddha in the mural within Chen Family Village's temple.
If the mural should have represented the craftsman's imagination of the past, now that the head had physically appeared before them, its significance immediately changed.
This indicated that the strange Buddha truly existed and humanity had, in ancient times, come into contact with Him.
They had unwittingly discovered the head of an Evil God.
Without the red cloth's cover, the tri-faced head slowly opened its once-closed eyes slightly.
"Ugh! Vomit!"
Right then, Chen Xijiu suddenly knelt and prostrated upon the ground, crazily knocking his head against it.
Even though he bled profusely, he had no intention of stopping.
Wang Heqiang inexplicably let out a strange laugh, then unexpectedly started biting his own fingers, madly chewing until he bit into the flesh, revealing the white bones within.
Zhou Haidong, witnessing this scene, was utterly shocked, intending to stop Wang Heqiang when he suddenly heard a voice whispering near his ear, endlessly asking, "What's your name? What's your name?"
This whisper seemed to possess some magic power, dredging up Zhou Haidong's most agitated emotions, leaving him in utter disarray.
He hastily covered his ears, shouting frantically at his surroundings, "Stop asking, don't ask anymore!"
Saying this, he fiercely dashed his head against the tunnel wall, cracking it open and causing profuse bleeding.
"What is your name? Tell me your name."
Standing closest to the tri-faced head, Sun Yan also heard the whispering in his ear.
This voice truly held some soul-capturing power, causing Sun Yan to wrinkle his brow in rage; though adorned in the Nuo Opera Costume and equipped with the Mountain-Opening Python's Golden Halberd, how could an Evil God of unknown origin so bewitch him?
Fueled by anger, Sun Yan swung the Golden Halberd directly at the tri-faced head on the wooden table.
Whether an Evil Spirit, malevolent entity, or Evil God, appearing before the Mountain-Opening Fierce General would only lead to one outcome.
Bang!
The Golden Halberd cut through the forehead of the tri-faced head, slicing it open, its blade lodged deep within.
Years as a dried corpse had left the tri-faced head opening its mouth as if in agony; in mere seconds, the enchanting voice in Sun Yan's ear vanished completely, leaving silence.
And Zhou Haidong and the others quickly regained composure, incredulously examining their injuries, collapsing onto the ground filled with shock, unable to speak.
The strange power of this Evil God was incredibly eerie; if not for Sun Yan, they would have no chance against it.
Zhou Haidong clutched his bleeding forehead, staring at the tri-faced head embedded with the Golden Halberd, suddenly exclaiming, "I remember now! This is the Dharma Body of the Black Curse Buddha Mother!"
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