With the screeching sound of 'zzzh-zzzh', it was like the squeals of a swarm of rats.
An eerie, grotesque monster covered in gray hair leapt out of the well, only to be thrown aside by a flick of Zhang Feng's hand.
"Demon… demon…"
The crowd instinctively wanted to run upon seeing the monster, but in their fear, it was as if their legs were lead, unable to take a step.
"Such strong Evil Qi…" Lin Dao You frowned, not expecting such a spirit monster in this small village.
Whoosh—
The daoist quickly took out a Talisman gifted by Zhang Feng, ready to toss it out.
"Zzzh-zzzh!" The weasel, captured from its sleep, looked at Zhang Feng, who emitted terrifying waves of Spiritual Qi, and started kowtowing like a human, pleading for mercy.
This weasel had already become a spirit.
Seeing such human-like behavior from the weasel, chills spread among the crowd.
