For ten years I practiced Gu poison in Southeast Asia; all living beings revered me as a deity.

In an instant, as if sensing the ominous aura emanating from behind with the sound, goosebumps rose on Luo Feng's arms, face, and neck—the exposed skin—and the feeling of goosebumps rising on his skin gradually crept up his entire body.

"Feed..."

The old man was calling to him, but Luo Feng pretended not to hear and continued walking forward.

"Feed—"

The sound grew closer and closer; Luo Feng could even hear something rustling through the grass behind him.

"Ah Ti, it's me, Uncle Jie... Stop, please stop."

The old hunter's voice grew clearer and clearer, carried by the wind into my ears.

Luo Feng had originally wanted to slow down a bit, but now he could only grit his teeth and quicken his pace. At the same time, the road ahead turned into a winding uphill slope.

"Uncle Cha couldn't possibly have survived."

The old hunter's chances of survival were extremely low.

"...Stop, stop now."

His voice grew closer and closer, as if it were a whisper right next to my ear, even though he should still be some distance away.

"Stop, you brat, are you deaf?"

Uncle Cha's voice became urgent.

"Your mother is injured, aren't you going to help her?... Turn around quickly and come with me to save her."

Luo Feng didn't look back. He sped up and ran, his feet sinking into the grass below his ankles along the narrow path, moving quickly along this trail that was close to the animal trail.

Under the thin moonlight, the road ahead and the forest were almost entirely shrouded in darkness, which was gradually spreading out and about to merge with the terrifying, pitch-black world.

"What should I do? Is it possible that I can't get rid of it at all...?"

Just as he was wondering what was going on, the old man's voice behind him suddenly turned into a woman's voice.

"Ati, Ati, my son... why don't you turn back?"

The voice became Ati's mother's voice.

Luo Feng didn't dare to think too much, and he didn't slow down. Just then, he missed a step and fell down the slope!

Click!

His body rolled involuntarily, sliding down the slope to the right, crushing countless rotten trees and branches, and hitting countless small, sharp stones.

Luo Feng rolled down several times. At first, he could still feel the pain of his body being pierced, but later, the dizziness alone made his mind go blank and he saw stars.

it hurts!

When the rolling stopped, his body felt like it was falling apart, but Luo Feng still struggled to get up.

Just as he slowly rose, through the moonlight, the first thing he saw was a pair of deathly white feet—the color of dead flesh, with traces of decay on the toes, and two bells tied to the ankles with red thread.

"...!"

Luo Feng forcibly twisted his neck, which was immobilized by fear and tension, and raised his head to look up.

He saw two dripping heads, one of which belonged to the old hunter Uncle Cha, and the other to Ati's mother.

Normally, the jaw muscles of a dead person should be completely stiff. However, the two mouths of these two heads can move and make sounds.

"You brat... I told you to stop, to turn back... but you wouldn't listen!!"

"Ati... why don't you turn around? Why don't you listen to me...?"

Two heads were held in the grasp of two pale hands, the hands belonging to a female dancer dressed in elaborate embroidery. She wore a pagoda hat, a cloud-shaped shawl, a cloak, a sleeveless top, and a skirt, fully dressed in her finest attire.

The female dancer has eight arms, and if you look closely, you'll see that her arms are of different thicknesses and lengths, as they are pieced together from the arms of other people.

The most bizarre thing was the female dancer's face, which was covered by two hands from behind, as if she were covering her face, so that others could not see her mouth, nose, or eyes.

Luo Feng also noticed a detail: there was a thin, long bloodstain on the female dancer's neck, as if she had been cut by a sharp weapon.

The next instant, a hand with five jet-black fingernails suddenly reached out and grabbed his neck.

*Thud! Thud!* Luo Feng's throat was pierced, and blood gushed out immediately.

A sharp pain shot through his neck, and in the blink of an eye, he lost too much blood and his vision went black.

Then, his right knee buckled, and he collapsed to his knees, losing consciousness.

……

……

You are dead...

[Intervention in "Ati's Reincarnation Fragment" failed; you have 28 chances remaining (2 extra chances)]

[Review: Improve your focus, and you'll discover more.]

[Reward: You can collect the 'Tao Wei Suwan' amulet. This amulet has been blessed by Buddhism and possesses the power to ward off disasters and resolve difficulties... Of course, it is not enough to fight against those truly fierce beings.]

This segment of reincarnation has come to an end.

This cycle of reincarnation was established by that Tao Wei Suwan amulet.

Luo Feng finally felt relieved from the tension of escaping the ghost dancer. He breathed a sigh of relief, his heart still pounding.

"I got killed by that demon dancer again... I feel like I was just toyed with to death by her..."

He felt that the ghost dancer was trying to scare him, making him run for his life, which led to him slipping and falling down the slope.

"And running so fast also depletes your stamina very quickly."

Luo Feng was also guessing; he didn't know what abilities the ghost dancer possessed. Some ghosts in horror movies can teleport, making it impossible to escape no matter where they run. In other words, no matter how fast you run, it's meaningless in the eyes of a ghost…

—No, the only purpose is to scare yourself, to make yourself feel fear, dread, and apprehension.

"Never mind, let's try again... I'll be more careful this time."

Luo Feng re-entered the cycle of reincarnation, which means he started the third cycle of "Ati's Cycle of Reincarnation".

Just like last time, after obtaining the Tao Wei Suwan Buddha amulet and the crescent comb, he ran wildly towards the northern forest.

The Ghost Dancer caught up with them at that moment. She used the same trick again, impersonating the voices of the old hunter Uncle Cha and her mother to lure them to stop.

Luo Feng naturally ignored it. He had already witnessed it in the second reincarnation. The Ghost Dancer should remove the head after killing someone and use the head to make a sound, calling out to others to deceive them.

"If I stop or turn back, who knows what will happen?"

Luo Feng put aside his random thoughts and focused on the road beneath his feet. He didn't run particularly fast, but instead maintained a steady pace.

Time passed second by second.

As Luo Feng ran, he realized something: the Ghost Dancer should keep a distance from him. Perhaps she didn't have the teleportation ability seen in movies and could only trick him into stopping by calling out to her.

He ran like this for an hour, and for some reason, the Ghost Dancer stopped calling his name.

Luo Feng dared not stop. In order to conserve his energy, he changed to walking briskly.