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

Luo Feng stared blankly, as if lost in thought, his brows furrowed deeply.

Currently, the information is incomplete and much of it is vague.

He stroked his chin and decided to start a new game.

The Reincarnation Gu mark emitted light, and Luo Feng felt dizzy as the outlines of the surrounding scenery gradually faded away.

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……

Luo Feng and Alan Shi headed towards the wooden house where Bomona lived once again.

He was thinking to himself that he should go in and "test" again to figure out exactly what the rules of the "Straw Ghost" were all about!

"At worst, I'll just die again..."

He is in a fragment of reincarnation, so he still has the opportunity to repeat the same mistakes.

The two returned to the wooden house at the foot of the hill.

Luo Feng raised his head and observed carefully. He found that the mountain treasure was very strange. At first glance, it looked round, like a head.

It is covered with dense shrubs, but the foot of the mountain is much flatter, so it must have been maintained.

The sun had not yet set, but the air on the flat ground at the foot of the mountain was unusually oppressive and cold, giving one an uncomfortable feeling.

"The teacher is a very influential figure in the entire Northern Thai witchcraft community."

Just then, Alan was about to explain to him when suddenly his expression changed drastically.

"Ati! What have you done...?"

He grabbed Ati's wrist.

"Are you here to cause me trouble?"

Alan was about to warn him about things to be careful about when visiting another wizard, but the young man immediately committed a major taboo!

"There's no one inside."

Luo Feng spoke in a cold voice.

"Senior brother, I sent a Kumanthong to investigate, but we didn't find anyone in the house."

Alan was stunned for a moment, a hint of doubt flashing in his anxious eyes.

You said there's no one in the house?

"Yes."

Luo Feng continued, "The room was covered in cobwebs, but it was empty, which means that Pomona wasn't there... Also, I have a feeling that something's off about this room and the surrounding area..."

He lowered his voice.

"There are no insects chirping or birds singing in this mountain forest."

His words also made Alan's expression turn rather unpleasant.

The man hesitated for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "Ati, tell me honestly... did your teacher accept you as a disciple because you have some extraordinary talent?"

"I don't know either."

Luo Feng feigned ignorance, saying, "However, I have always had a keen intuition. For example, right now, I feel that this wooden house is very dangerous, and it's best not to go in."

Alan gave him a deep look.

"But I can't smell anything... Of course, I still believe you, senior brother, but I still want to go in and take a look, to see if there are any clues."

He let out a breath.

"Dangerous it may be, but I am, after all, a disciple of Putaoon and a member of the Lanna Witch School. There's no reason for me to back down just because of a little danger."

"Yeah?"

Luo Feng did not try to stop him.

"Then I'll go with you, senior brother."

"Ati, you've got some nerve."

Alan laughed and nodded in satisfaction: "Indeed, we are all disciples of the master, so how could we not even have this much courage? However, we two cannot be reckless and just barge in like this."

He took out two items from the cloth bag he carried with him and handed one of them to Luo Feng.

Ding! A pure white bell dangled from Alanshi's hand.

"This is a 'protective bell,' made by a renowned monk in central Thailand named Luang Phor Luang. This bell possesses considerable protective power, far stronger than the amulet you are wearing."

The bell can be used to ward off danger, disaster, and black magic on ordinary days. It also has another benefit: it will ring as a warning sound when encountering ghosts or spirits.

The senior student generously said, "Consider this bell a gift from me, Ati."

Upon hearing this, Luo Feng silently expressed his gratitude and reached out to take the grappling bell.

He also noticed that Alan had acquired a small drum.

The drum wasn't very big, smaller than a basketball, but its surface was covered with all sorts of symbols, like scribbles.

The other side of the drum is painted with a strange snake with long horns, smooth and scaleless, with bulging eyes. Its shape is somewhat comical, yet it also appears solemn and dignified.

The middle part of the drumhead is painted with an ugly human head, with ferocious features and a wide-open mouth, like a demon eager to devour people!

"This is?"

Luo Fengwei was somewhat surprised: "Senior Brother, your cursed artifact?"

"Yes, let's go."

Alan didn't explain much. He strode forward and kicked the door open.

Once the two entered the house, the old wooden door creaked shut again with a sickeningly loud sound.

Luo Feng and Alan Shi inspected the wooden house again.

The house was empty, as if no one had lived there for a long time.

"strangeness?"

Alan frowned.

"What happened to Pomona? Why did she leave here all of a sudden... And what happened here?"

As he looked around, Luo Feng spoke up first: "There's a scarecrow on that wicker chair... but I think there's something wrong with it!"

This time, he would definitely take the initiative to stop Alan from touching the scarecrow again.

"Is there a problem?"

Alan glanced at it.

"I can't see anything wrong with that thing. Also, there seem to be writing on the scarecrow. We should probably check it out."

As he said this, his hand trembled slightly.

Luo Feng felt a chill run down his spine. He and Alanshi both sensed a strong, malevolent aura emanating from behind the door of the wooden house.

jingle!

The sound rang out.

Without the slightest error, it was the crisp sound of a bell.

The stun bell in Luo Feng's arms rang on its own.

In that instant, the air pressure dropped terribly, creating an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

Both of them subconsciously swallowed, their Adam's apples bobbing.

There's definitely something outside the door!

Alan's eyes widened in horror as he stared intently at the door.

Luo Feng was also nervous, his palms were sweaty.

At the same time, something floated down from the roof—thin, long straws—and dense straw began to float inside the wooden house.

The situation is getting worse!

Alanshi's eyes flickered slightly, and with a whoosh, he took out the drum from his waist and was the first to make a move!

"Bang!"

His right hand gently patted the strange drum, striking it again and again.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The drumbeats began evenly, and as they sounded, an invisible wave spread out.

Luo Feng was also surprised. As he listened to the sound of the drum, the oppressive atmosphere in the wooden house disappeared.

His gaze was also focused on the drum at Alanshi's waist. He noticed that the human face in the center of the drum would split open with each strike, as if it were laughing, laughing loudly!

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

The drumbeats continued, the thumping rhythm spreading outwards. As an inexplicable force flowed, the falling straw gradually disappeared.

A moment later, Alanshi exhaled a breath of stale air and looked at the door of the wooden house with an extremely stern expression. The evil spirit that had been emanating a strong sense of resentment from outside the door seemed to have left as well.

"You've escaped unscathed!"

Alan said, his face deathly pale, "Hurry, we have to get out of here..."

He kicked the door open and rushed out of the wooden house first.