In this way, the two of them cleaned up briefly, and took advantage of the dark night to sneak into the Xiji slope.

Today's night is a bit dark, and it is no exaggeration to describe it by stretching out your hand and not seeing your five fingers. Wu Feng's eyes are now open and there is no need for those tedious steps. He just needs to activate spiritual power and rush open the Qingming acupoint in the eyes to see the night as day.

Old Liu was Wu Feng who gave him some of the ox tears and thousand-year-old camphor tree leaves that his master had spared, and also opened up the yin and yang eyes.

At that time, villagers usually slept very early, and at such times, they should have fallen asleep long ago and met with Gong Zhou.

However, it was very special tonight. Everyone in the village knew that the old Taoist and fat monk would accept Mrs. Li. I guess there were not many people who could sleep. Before Mrs. Li was saved, they should not dare to fall asleep easily.

However, almost everyone has no lights on their houses, and it is pitch black everywhere. The entire Xisipo now gives people the feeling of death, like a huge grave.

Although they knew that no one dared to go out, Wu Feng and Lao Liu could not be careless. It was not good to be seen at this time, especially those fat monks and old Taoists. They didn't know how to deal with them when they met them.

So, Wu Feng and Lao Liu both used the effort to lighten their bodies and walked quickly from the roof like two light cats towards the direction of Mrs. Li's house.

The houses were connected one by one, and the gap was not big. As they moved around, Wu Feng and Lao Liu took less than half a stick of incense to reach the roof of a house very close to Mrs. Li's house.

This house is very close to Mrs. Li's house, and may be too afraid of Mrs. Li, people have moved to other places long ago. So at this moment, the house is empty, and Wu Feng and Lao Liu can rest assured to lie on the rooftop of the world.

Wu Feng and Lao Liu were lying on the roof of the house, just in time to see the overall situation. Just look down and you can see the gate of Mrs. Li’s house and a tomb with a flag in it, which is particularly eye-catching.

Today is the seventh day after Mrs. Li's death, which is what the folk call the Soul Recovery Night. However, after Mrs. Li's death, she was very resentful and did not return to the underworld. Instead, she stayed in the world with extremely powerful resentment. Since she could not return to her soul, it was the seventh day after all, and its own yin energy would weaken. Therefore, compared with any other day, Mrs. Li's Taoist practice would appear weaker.

The weakness mentioned here is just a little weaker than usual, but it cannot be too much. Even if it is weaker, it is likely to become the key to the reverse of the situation and the last straw that overwhelms the camel.

As the night became thicker, wind began to rise around it, a kind of cold wind that made people feel cold all over the body, until the bone marrow.

Wu Feng and Old Liu looked at the grave of Mrs. Li without blinking. They clearly saw wisps of black smoke starting to emerge from the cracks of the soft loess, floating straight up. The flags inserted on the grave were wrapped in these black gas, which were swung left and right by the black gas.
Chapter completed!