The two of them looked at each other, and then hurried towards the old village, or more specifically, the Corpse Village with the villagers.

Returning to the corpse-raising village, I could hear the singing and opera sounds more clearly, and the sound of bangu and erhu became more lively. In front of the village Empress Temple, a grass stage opera troupe was set up. The actors on the stage were coming and going, which was very lively.

Just as a few children said, rows of stiff-bodied villagers sat in front of the stage, looking at the stage with expressionless faces.

Although he hid behind Jin An and the corpse maker out of fear, the fathers of several missing children still bravely looked for their children among the pile of dead people who suddenly appeared.

They looked surprised, and indeed they saw three children in the crowd. The three boys ran to the front row of the crowd and watched the show intoxicated, standing motionless like a piece of wood.

"Da Mao!"

"Ali!"

"Pillar!"

The three fathers shouted in surprise, but the three children seemed not to have heard and were still watching the show.

The old Taoist priest and the corpse stitcher collectively changed their expressions and told the three of them to silence themselves so as not to disturb the dead people. After saying that, the two men stared nervously at the backs of the villagers who were sitting stiffly.

Fortunately, so many ghosts were still focused on watching the show and did not turn around to look.

Just when I thought of this, a woman sitting in the front row next to the three children suddenly turned her head and looked back without any warning, like a ghost turning back.

"Ah!" the villagers cried out in fear, closing their eyes.

That woman was actually the Lady of the Mountain in the Empress Temple!

The corpse stitcher was right, and the Mountain Lady really came to life!

However, when the villagers opened their eyes again, they found that the back of Shan Niangniang's head was facing them, and she was concentrating on watching the show like other villagers. It was like the ghost they just saw turning back was an illusion? Hallucination?

These villagers were just ordinary people. They had never experienced anything like this. Their hearts were beating like drums, and they nervously told the corpse stitcher what they had just experienced.

"Master Cai, were we dazzled just now? Or was it true?"

The parents of the three children begged for help: "Please Master Cai, Daochang Chen, and Daoist Jin An, please save the children!"

The corpse stitcher stared at the back of Lady Shan with a solemn expression and did not speak.
Chapter completed!