He looked coldly at Shi Jianhao, who quickly explained, "Fan Fang only asked me to take him back, he didn't say anything else. With my skills, I wouldn't dare to cross him! I could only do as he said."

I flicked the ash from my cigarette and said, "Who was the woman in black following Fan Fang?"

Shi Jianhao was taken aback, "Woman in black? Who's that? I didn't see her!"

I said calmly, "When Fan Fang's body appeared at the three-way intersection, it lay on the ground and wouldn't move. Even the undertakers from the funeral home couldn't do anything with it. Later, a woman in black appeared and escorted him to the funeral home."

"Didn't you see that woman when you brought Fan Fang back?"

Shi Jianhao's expression also changed, "Sun Yu didn't tell me about that. I'll go ask him, please wait a moment."

Shi Jianhao got up and walked out. I said with a cigarette in my hand, "The ghost gate formation is still a little short, you have to stall for a while longer."

Shi Jianhao's body froze on the spot. After a long while, he said with his back to me, "Master Li, you must be joking! What ghost gate formation?"

Lin Zhao picked up a teacup and played with it, "You keep saying you're a low-level warlock. But, you've made three mistakes."

"First, you can use a crowbar to lift dozens of pounds of rocks, which means your cultivation isn't low. Even if you're not at the Xiantian realm (literally: Acquired Skill, but meaning Innate realm), you're not far from it."

"Second, you said your Shi family was forced to provide for ghosts here. Then, why would the ghosts listen to you? Shouldn't you be listening to them?"

"Third, why would someone who can drink top-quality Longjing tea live in a tin house?"

Shi Jianhao turned around and forced a smile, "Third Young Master Lin, you also know that a warlock's level isn't just based on cultivation. People who only practice martial arts, even if they reach above the Xiantian realm, aren't necessarily warlocks, right?"

"Our family has been providing for ghosts here for three generations. They have some respect for the Shi family, it's not like they really listen to me."

Lin Zhao looked at Shi Jianhao with a smile that wasn't a smile, "How do you know I'm Third Young Master Lin? Did I introduce myself after I came in?"

Shi Jianhao realized that he couldn't keep up the act any longer. He reached into his arms and took out a fist-sized ball, intending to throw it at me.

Just as his hand went up, it was pierced through the wrist by the dagger I threw, and the iron ball in his hand fell to the ground instantly.

The little girl who had poured tea for us earlier suddenly flashed in front of Lin Zhao, reaching for Lin Zhao's abdomen with both hands at the same time.

Lin Zhao calmly turned the teacup in his hand upside down, like using a net to catch a cricket, and trapped the child in the cup.

Lin Zhao raised his foot slightly and stepped on the teacup on the ground, looking up towards Shi Jianhao's direction.

At this time, I was already standing next to Shi Jianhao, holding the iron ball that hadn't fallen to the ground in my hand.

I gently rotated the iron ball in my hand, looking at the ghosts gathered outside the cave and said calmly, "Since you can call out our names, you should know my style."

"I don't want to waste time with you, I'll give you ten seconds to consider whether you want to live or die!"

As soon as I finished speaking, the Midnight Curved Blade was already on the other party's neck.

Shi Jianhao opened his mouth without even using ten seconds, "Master Li, what I said is true. Our Shi family was indeed forced to provide for ghosts here! It only changed after Fan Fang appeared three years ago."

Three years ago, Fan Fang came. He didn't go directly up the mountain, but found me first and asked if I wanted to come down from the mountain?

Who would want to stay here day and night providing for a village of ghosts if they could come down from the mountain? Of course, I was more than willing.

Fan Fang told me: If I wanted to go down the mountain, I had to listen to his orders.

I agreed without even thinking about it.

At that time, Fan Fang gave me a packet of yellow incense and told me: Use this when you go to offer incense again.

I did as he said. Who knew that after burning the incense, all the ghosts in the village would listen to him.

Fan Fang also specially left a ghost to manage all the ghosts in the village, taking them out every day at midnight and bringing them back to rest at the fifth watch (around 5 AM).

I saw that the direction they were walking was towards the iron mine on the mountain.

Fan Fang wouldn't let me ask about the situation at the iron mine, and I didn't dare to say much. Just based on Fan Fang's trick of controlling ghosts with yellow incense, I was no match for him!

How dare I ask about anything else?

Fan Fang only told me to continue providing for ghosts here as before. When he left, he would take me with him.

That's how I've been guarding Matiku Village all this time.

Shi Jianhao stopped here. I looked at him with a smile that wasn't a smile, "You still don't want to tell the truth, do you? Lin Zhao, smash the temple, light the red incense."

Shi Jianhao was immediately dumbfounded, "What are you going to do?"

I grabbed Shi Jianhao's clothes, dragged him outside, and tied him to a tree, "You should know what red incense is used for, right? You should know very well what will happen to you if you enrage the ghosts now. Whether you say it or not is up to you."

Warlocks carry yellow incense to appease ghosts. They also carry red incense. The purpose of red incense is to enrage ghosts and make them go crazy. If I burn this incense, regardless of whether those ghosts regain their sanity or not, Shi Jianhao will be torn to pieces alive.