Anle got straight to the point: "How much do you know about the evil spirits in the villagers?"

"Bewitched?"

Hearing this, the old woman's face changed again and again, and her throat seemed to be stuck with thick phlegm.

After hesitating for a long time, she said with difficulty: "I don't know, I really don't know."

"Do you think I don't dare to kill someone?"

Anle thought she was determined not to give up until she reached the Yellow River, so she held the hunting knife closer.

The blade is attached with spiritual power and becomes extremely sharp.

There was even a trace of blood on the skin close to the neck.

But even so, the witch doctor still had no intention of answering and kept repeating.

"I do not know I do not know……"

Her old facial features gradually became distorted to the point where she looked a little crazy and weird.

It's disturbing.

Looking at these symptoms, it looks more like the so-called evil spirit!

'This is……'

Anle felt a chill in her heart and was about to speak.

Suddenly, the old witch doctor laughed crazily.

"If I die, you won't be able to live!"

The next second, her head tilted back, and then hit the sharp blade hard.

Blood spurted out from the cut artery.

The witch doctor fell limp and murmured with his last strength.

"We will all die, all of us will die..."

The blood that surged up blocked her trachea, and when she finished her words, only a few unclear syllables remained, making her look even more crazy and weird.

Blood splattered all over Anle.

The warm liquid seeps into the clothes and comes into intimate contact with the skin.

It has a strong smell of blood and slowly flows downward.

[Unlocked entry: First infection with human life]

"I...killed someone?"

When Anle was stunned and confused, a scream that pierced the eardrums was heard again outside the village.

"woo woo woo woo--"
Chapter completed!