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The turmoil in Luoyun Village has completely subsided, and the three evil cultivators dare not slack off in the slightest.

According to the rules set by Cai Wenji, under Wang Lei's supervision, they returned the stolen money and supplies door to door, and apologized to the villagers.

In the past, the villains who used to be fierce and fierce, and would strike with just a raised hand, are now downcast and cautious, not even daring to breathe loudly.

The grievances that the villagers had accumulated for many days were all dispelled, and they looked at the girl in green with gratitude and awe in their eyes.

Many elderly people deliberately took out the remaining coarse tea and wild fruits at home and insisted on giving them to Cai Wenji to express their gratitude.

Cai Wenji declined one by one. She came down the mountain to eliminate evil and accumulate merit, not to covet any feedback from mortals.

Wang Lei helped him politely decline the villagers' gifts and explained with a smile:

"Fellow folks, you don't have to be polite. It's our duty as immortal cultivators to kill demons and protect the people. You can just keep these things to replenish your health."

Cai Wenji arranged for three casual cultivators to start cleaning up the remaining evil spirits in the village, and told them to work peacefully, atone for their sins, and repent in the next six months.

Wang Lei deliberately left a message mark and said solemnly: "I will come back regularly for inspections. If you dare to violate the rules and do evil again, I will be the first to destroy your cultivation without Junior Sister Cai taking action."

The three casual cultivators nodded repeatedly, not even daring to resist.

Just when everyone thought everything was fine and were about to leave, the old woman who was crying on crutches did not leave.

She pulled on Cai Wenji's clothes, her face was pale, her lips were trembling, and her eyes were full of lingering fear.

Cai Wenji knelt down and asked softly: "Grandma, is there anything else? Are there any difficulties that haven't been discussed yet?"

The old lady looked around and confirmed that Wang Lei had escorted the three casual cultivators to the edge of the village to take care of them. He was quickly turning back, then he lowered his voice and leaned into her ear with a cry:

"The Immortal...and...there is something even more terrifying...it's not the three bad guys, it's a night-crying monster that can eat people..."

"Crying monster at night?" Wang Lei, who had just returned, was shocked!

He put his hand on the sword and looked solemn: "Tell me in detail, when did it come? How many people did it harm?"

"It came just three days ago, not long after those three bad guys entered the village."

The old woman was trembling all over. "At midnight every day, the whole village can hear the cry of children, and then someone's baby will disappear out of thin air..."

"Two boys have been lost! There are also several adults in the family who woke up in the morning feeling weak, as if half of their lives had been taken away, and they couldn't even get out of bed..."

"At first we thought it was the collusion of the three bad guys, and we asked them where the child was? But they swore that they didn't know. Later, we didn't dare to speak out, and we didn't dare to look for it. We could only nail the doors and windows shut every night, hold the child in his arms and hide under the quilt, shivering..."

When the surrounding villagers heard this, the joy on their faces instantly faded, and they all gathered around and nodded in agreement:

"Yes, Immortal! After the monster came, the whole village had nightmares every night and woke up covered in cold sweats!"

"My baby cried all night yesterday, saying that there was a black fur ball trying to bite his shadow!"

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