"Bullshit!" The village chief stood up and slapped his son. "What do you know? Corpses taking root means they're here to collect debts. If you chop him up and can't get rid of him, our whole family is finished."

Corpses taking root actually means that a ghost who enters a house is like a plant rooted there, impossible to get rid of. It doesn't mean a corpse is literally walking into the house. That kind of thing is highly unlikely.

When encountering "corpses taking root," the homeowner has to invest heavily. They also have to find a warlock with real skills, or they could easily bring disaster upon themselves.

The village chief probably heard similar legends, but he had never seen a corpse taking root, so he blurted out those words.

Ye Yang deliberately scared the family because he felt the village chief was hiding something, keeping some key information from him.

Sometimes, you have to push people to get them to tell the truth, but Ye Yang's methods were a bit special.

Ye Yang later said that he learned this trick from me!

The village chief's son covered his face and said, "Then what do you say we should do? We can't just let a dead man sit in our house!"

The village chief said, "Go, light incense, kill a chicken, set up offerings. We'll talk to the immortal properly and see what he wants."

While the village chief's family was busy getting the offerings, Butcher Wang walked around half the village.

At first, she didn't pay much attention to how the houses were distributed. But after recalling the locations of the few houses with talisman pouches hanging on them, she realized something was wrong.

She vaguely felt that the houses with talisman pouches seemed to follow a certain pattern. But the only way to get a clear view of this pattern was to climb to the top of the tree at the entrance of the village.

At that moment, Butcher Wang understood what Ye Yang meant when he said, "The dead can see the village."

Butcher Wang paused slightly, glanced behind her, and revealed a faint sneer. She knew someone was following her, but she pretended not to notice and walked towards the village entrance.

As she walked, Butcher Wang unfolded her red fan and gently waved it a few times. A rune quietly appeared on the originally bright red fan.

Butcher Wang's fan looked small and delicate, but it contained a universe within. The eighteen demon beast bones used for the fan ribs alone were enough to drive people in the art world crazy.

What's more, the eighteen fan ribs were also engraved with long-lost Wu Clan incantations. A single fan was worth eighteen top-quality Wu talismans.

Before Lao Liu retrieved his Thousand Soul Extinguisher, he had always coveted Butcher Wang's fan. He only gave up the idea after getting the Thousand Soul Extinguisher back.

Butcher Wang leisurely walked behind the big tree, leaned gently against the trunk, and disappeared.

The two men who followed Butcher Wang turned behind the big tree and were dumbfounded. "Where did that woman go? Could she really be a ghost?"

The other man said, "Impossible. Didn't you see the heel prints from her high heels? Maybe she climbed the tree."

Just as that man was about to look up, his companion pressed down on his head. "Don't you dare look up at the tree, you're asking for death! Even if she really climbed the tree, you can't look up! Quick, let's go! Let's go back and get more people!"

Before the two men could turn around, they saw a jade foot wearing a red high heel dangling from a tree branch.

The flawless, white jade-like instep paired with the bright red leather shoe made anyone who saw it blush and their heart race. A little higher up was a fair, mutton-fat-like calf...

Anyone who saw this scene would subconsciously want to look up, following that leg to see if there was any beautiful scenery they were hoping for.

The two men's gazes uncontrollably moved up the jade leg, until they saw Butcher Wang's smiling face and finally stopped. "Have you seen enough?"

"No... n-no..." The two men stammered, their eyes widening as they looked towards the top of Butcher Wang's head.

The two men immediately fell to their knees and kowtowed to the tree, "Immortal, spare us... Immortal, spare us... We won't dare look again, we won't ever dare look again."

Butcher Wang gently waved her right hand behind her back, and the fan clipped to the collar of her cheongsam fell into her hand.

What the men had seen was not an "immortal," but a ghost conjured from Butcher Wang's fan.

Before climbing the tree, Butcher Wang had already confirmed that there were no evil spirits on the tree. She was interested in why the two villagers didn't dare to look at the top of the tree.

So, after using an invisibility talisman to conceal her form, Butcher Wang spontaneously jumped into the tree and used an illusion talisman to scare the two villagers.

Butcher Wang slid down the tree trunk but didn't step directly on the ground. Instead, she grabbed a branch and suspended herself a few inches above the ground.

The two villagers didn't dare to look up and only saw a pair of red shoes with the toes pointing down, floating three inches above the ground in front of them.

The two men were almost scared out of their wits, knocking their heads on the ground until they bled, and kept shouting, "Immortal, spare us!"

Butcher Wang's voice was ethereal as she asked, "Tell me what you saw, and I will spare you."

"We saw... we saw you..." One of the villagers started to say, but Butcher Wang interrupted him. "Besides me, what else? If you don't tell the truth, you might die."

Wu Clan illusion magic could directly target the heart. What they saw was what they feared most, and it was most likely a legend about the tree in the village.