Bai Changfeng noted down this key point, "Burned bodies?"
"Yeah, back then the elders in our village all said those people died strangely, perhaps an Evil Ghost possessed them. Every time someone died, they had to be cremated. I even went to help, I've seen what a burned body looks like, completely charred, the grease bubbling out, it was terrifying to watch."
Qiu Dajun recalled, his hands gesturing uncontrollably.
Xia Xin listened to his vivid description and couldn't help but shiver.
It was truly scary.
"Did anyone suspect it was an Evil Ghost's possession back then?" Jiangli, who had been listening, suddenly asked, "Why did they suspect that?"
Qiu Dajun was taken aback.
Looking at Jiangli, he suspiciously asked Bai Changfeng, "Who's she?"
"Oh, this is…"
Bai Changfeng hadn't finished speaking before Qiu Tang interjected: "She is the Abbot of Jiaoyang Temple, my idol. Grandpa, I told you about her, did you forget?"
