This proposal was unanimously agreed upon by Guan Ya and Lin Shuainan.
However, Ling Feng remained silent, his brow furrowing deeper.
"Immortal Master Lin, esteemed immortals!"
Suddenly, the village chief who had just left returned, his expression of panic even more pronounced.
Ling Feng shot him a look, and Lin Shuainan quickly stepped forward.
"Wuliang Dao Zun, Village Chief, has something else happened?"
The village chief was startled by the question, then nodded repeatedly in respect. "Immortal Master Lin truly possesses divine foresight."
"No rush, sit down and tell me slowly!"
Lin Shuainan feigned composure, wanting to showcase his acting skills to the very last second before being exposed.
The village chief was helped to a seat, but before he could even take a sip of tea, he spoke hurriedly, "Immortal Master Lin, when we took people to burn those corpses, midway, someone guessed that these zombies might be related to the villagers who died earlier!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Shuainan and the others' eyes lit up, and even Ling Feng's expression became more solemn.
"I also think this matter is quite plausible, so I went to inquire. Guess what?"
The village chief was still playing coy...
Lin Shuainan's curiosity was genuinely piqued!
"What happened?"
The village chief suddenly pointed at the village where the incident occurred and angrily rebuked, "The people of Xiao Wang Zhuang village are truly inhuman! When people died before, we all agreed to bury them quickly, fearing the virus would continue to spread.
"But some people, lacking proper awareness, didn't bury their dead promptly. They made coffins at home and simply placed the bodies inside. And then, last night, the incident happened!"
Is this the truth of the matter?
Before Lin Shuainan could speak, Xiu Xiu, standing beside him, asked tremblingly, "Village Chief, are you saying that the previously deceased have turned into zombies?"
"Indeed! They must have turned into zombies. I had people check. The coffin lids are gone, and the dead bodies have long since disappeared. Moreover, the people who died last night were all within a hundred-meter radius of this household. It must be that corpse that turned into a zombie and went out to bite people on the neck!"
The village chief spoke with great agitation, glaring angrily at a honest-looking middle-aged man beside him!
Lin Shuainan and the others also recognized this middle-aged man; he was the village chief of the neighboring village.
However, this village chief clearly lacked the decisiveness of the white-haired village chief, which led to such an incident in his village.
"You're saying the bodies are gone?"
Ling Feng pressed, a chilling glint in his eyes.
The white-haired village chief nodded repeatedly. "Yes, the bodies are gone. We..."
"Village Chief! Village Chief..."
Another panicked cry echoed from outside.
Then, a young boy rushed in, followed by many villagers, each with a look of panic on their faces.
"Gouwa, why are you panicking? Have you found that malevolent zombie?"
The white-haired village chief asked urgently.
The boy swallowed, panting, and shook his head. "No, no! Village Chief, we didn't find the bodies, and we lost my father."
"Your father? Didn't your father die long ago?"
"Wuwu, yes, it's my father's body that's gone missing! His grave has been dug up!"
The boy cried heartbrokenly, and as he cried, he directly knelt before Lin Shuainan.
"Immortal Master Lin, please find my father. He's already dead; let my father rest in peace!"
Lin Shuainan was thrown into disarray by this series of events, his mind reeling.
Before he could even figure out what was happening, the other villagers also knelt down.
"Immortal Master Lin, please find my mother's body!"
"And my eldest sister's! She died unjustly, and now her body has been dug up by those bastards! It's truly disheartening!"
"My child! Where have you gone!"
...
In an instant, the Mountain God Temple was filled with the sounds of mourning.
Everyone was moved!
Lin Shuainan's head throbbed, and he had no idea what to do.
If people had died, he could have offered a few words to placate them, but this situation was different!
The dead were missing!
How could Lin Shuainan find them?
Thus, Lin Shuainan could only look to Ling Feng for help!
Ling Feng, on the other hand, had a grave expression. He said solemnly, "There's no need to worry. Our immortal masters will definitely find your loved ones' remains!"
Upon hearing this, the crowd felt a sliver of comfort, and the crying finally subsided.
"Village Chief, where is the village cemetery?"
The mysterious young girl inquired, exchanging a look with Ling Feng.
As things stood, they could only gain understanding and find clues by inspecting it themselves.
They couldn't just sit and wait in the Mountain God Temple; they had to take the initiative.
"Quick, quickly lead the immortal masters to see!"
The village chief, also overwhelmed by the string of events, hastily stood up and urged the crowd to lead the way.
Thus, the group quickly left the Mountain God Temple.
As they were leaving, Ling Feng instructed Yang Fei to remain at the Mountain God Temple.
The cemeteries of the three villages were located on two shared hillsides. The villagers said they buried their dead here because of the excellent feng shui.
Ling Feng knew little about feng shui and didn't delve deeper.
However, seeing the newly dug graves, one after another, was truly shocking! Such actions were considered insane by the villagers!
Ling Feng and the others stepped forward and saw that Saintess Ji Yunyue had already arrived.
"Ling Feng! We overlooked a problem."
Ji Yunyue stared intently at the empty coffins before her, her cold voice ringing out again, laced with anger.
"We only focused on the living and overlooked the dead!"
Ji Yunyue's beautiful eyes were slightly reddened!
She detested this desecration of the dead to the extreme!
Ling Feng nodded!
Because initially, after examining the dead, they found no clues of death by corpse poison, so they had lowered their guard.
They never expected it to deliver such a heavy blow now.
Wuwu...
Sounds of mourning could be heard again from the surroundings.
Xiu Xiu instinctively moved closer to Lin Shuainan, grabbing his arm.
"Who is so cruel to dig up graves and steal bodies..."
Lin Shuainan's eyes blazed, his eyes as red as a fire-breathing dragon.
Ling Feng observed his surroundings, then suddenly crouched down and picked up a handful of grave soil.
Under everyone's confused gaze, Ling Feng closed his eyes slightly. After a second, Ling Feng opened his eyes, his gaze sharp as a knife.
"No one dug up any graves or stole any bodies! They climbed out themselves."