"Evil can never triumph over good." Jiang Cheng looked at Jia Jinliang and said righteously, "I firmly believe this, Boss Jia."

Before he finished speaking, Yu Chengmu and Chen Hao had already walked up to them. Contrary to Fatty's expectations of a tense confrontation, the two groups got along quite harmoniously.

Chen Hao and his two companions were in low spirits due to the death of their teammate, Pang Xiaofeng. Yu Chengmu walked in the lead alongside Chen Hao, his face like withered tree bark, serious with a hint of regret, occasionally offering quiet words of comfort. Chen Hao nodded slightly in response.

"Last night, Pang Xiaofeng went to the mourning hall to keep watch and met with misfortune." Chen Hao said to Jiang Cheng and Jia Jinliang with a pained expression, "We were too careless, underestimating the difficulty of this mission."

"After killing Pang Xiaofeng, that ghost even disguised itself as him to confuse us. Fortunately, we saw through it at the last moment, otherwise you all might not be seeing us today." As Chen Hao spoke, his eyes reddened.

Jia Jinliang quickly tried to smooth things over, "Brother Chen, don't be too sad. Life and death are predestined, wealth and honor are in the hands of fate. Everything is destined."

Fatty was stunned by these words and threatened Jia Jinliang, "Hey, little boss, don't talk nonsense! What do you mean 'wealth and honor are in the hands of fate'? Are you cursing me?"

Lei Mingyu had also been holding back a bellyful of anger, with nowhere to vent it. His eyes were wide as he glared at Jia Jinliang. "What do you mean by 'everything is destined'? Explain it to me clearly! Are you saying my brother was destined to die?"

"No, no, that's not what I meant. You misunderstood... misunderstood." Jia Jinliang quickly waved his hands, a forced smile on his face, thinking that these two were the ones with problems.

Yu Chengmu observed everything, paying particular attention to the reactions of Jiang Cheng and Chen Hao, but they concealed themselves well, and he couldn't detect any flaws for the time being.

Then, he gave Zhou Qing a look. Zhou Qing stepped forward and tried to mediate between the two sides. "What are you talking about? Let's put everything aside. The most important thing now is to work together and get out of this hellhole alive!"

With someone stepping forward to mediate, the matter was brought to a close. Yu Chengmu mentioned the gong sound from earlier, explaining that it wasn't an ordinary gong, but a special kind of ritual, indicating that someone in the village had died.

"Another person died..." Du Moyu frowned slightly, putting on a worried look.

By this time, it was already dawn, and the sunlight shining on them slightly dispelled the chill in their hearts. The group didn't hesitate any longer and headed towards the gate of the residence, planning to scout out the situation in the village.

On the way, Chen Hao told everyone about what had happened last night, especially about Pang Xiaofeng, without hiding anything.

Yu Chengmu pretended to be surprised. "That thing was actually rhinoceros horn. I didn't expect that. It seems the night watchman must know a lot. If we have the opportunity, we can try to contact the night watchman."

Everyone knew that the night watchman was an important NPC in this mission world, but contacting such a character would inevitably lead to danger. It would be difficult to choose who would go to contact the night watchman; it was a thankless task.

The group walked and talked, following the path they had taken last night, but soon, someone noticed something amiss.

Du Moyu hadn't said much, but had been thinking with his head down. It was precisely this downward glance that made him discover something very strange.

"What is this?" Du Moyu suddenly stopped and asked, staring at the ground.

Hearing this, everyone stopped and looked back at him, following his gaze. They found several marks on the ground.

They looked like footprints left by someone walking.

"Those are the footprints we left yesterday, right?" Zhou Qing didn't take it seriously, brushing it off casually. His attention was focused more on Jiang Cheng and Wang Fugui.

Jiang Cheng bent down and stared intently at the footprints. The footprints weren't very clear, but Jiang Cheng seemed to have discovered something important. His brow furrowed slightly, and he said in a low voice, "No, these aren't our footprints."

"How do you know they aren't?" Zhou Qing retorted. The footprints were very blurry, with only a general outline, and even the patterns on the soles of the shoes couldn't be seen. He didn't understand how Jiang Cheng could be sure.

"The reason is simple, because our shoes have a left and a right. But if you look closely at these footprints," Jiang Cheng raised his head and said very seriously.

Hearing this, Chen Hao squatted down and stared at the footprints for a while. His face changed in an instant. "That's right, these footprints are exactly the same on the left and right!"

"What's going on? Besides us, did some guy with completely identical left and right feet come to the residence last night?" Fatty couldn't help but ask. This idea was too terrifying.

"Not one, but a group." Zhou Junyu's voice came from not far away. He pulled aside the trampled weeds beside his feet for everyone to see.

Next to the weeds, there were many more footprints, also completely identical on the left and right.

Without anyone suggesting it, everyone followed the direction of the footprints, but not the direction the footprints were leaving, but the direction they were coming from.

After tracking for a while, everyone looked up and saw a large locust tree standing not far away.

And under the locust tree, there was also a very old-fashioned large bell hanging.

And the footprints were scattered, extending all the way to the entrance of a temple.

"What's going on? These things... these things came out of the temple?" Jia Jinliang couldn't help but ask.

"Could it be those revived floating corpses, the ones that killed Brother Pang? Didn't you say one of them disguised itself as Brother Pang and tried to confuse the others?" Zhou Qing said in a low voice. He looked at the temple gate covered with white paper and hung with white lanterns not far away, and felt a chill run down his spine. Just looking at it gave him the feeling of an eerie wind blowing.

Staring at the footprints and then looking up at the temple gate, Yu Chengmu stroked his beard lightly. "It's not those floating corpses. The floating corpses have a heavy resentment, and the footprints they leave should be deeper than those of normal people."

"Those who die by hanging are lighter, and the footprints they leave are shallow. Those who die by drowning are heavier, and the footprints they leave are deeper than those of ordinary people," Yu Chengmu continued.

"Then... were these left by a hanged ghost?" Zhou Qing had great faith in Yu Chengmu. As long as the other party spoke, he would believe whatever he said, because he knew Yu Chengmu's abilities, he had seen them with his own eyes.

"I'm just giving an example. As for what left them, I have to go into the temple and take a look." Yu Chengmu lowered his sleeves, looking like he intended to go into the temple to see.

"Old man, I'll go with you," Chen Hao said.

Yu Chengmu glanced at him and chuckled in a low voice, "No need to put on that expression. Don't worry, the thing inside has already left. There won't be any danger."

"I hope so." Du Moyu didn't really believe his words.

Chen Hao followed Yu Chengmu into the temple, and Jiang Cheng also left Fatty behind and went in with them.

After entering, without any hesitation, they immediately rushed to the back of the statues, which were covered by white cloth. They lifted the white cloth, and a surprising scene appeared. All of the large coffins had disappeared, leaving only puddles of water on the ground.