"Take it slow, be careful!"
The Dangyang County government officials carefully lowered each body from the tree.
Even though they had become accustomed to seeing the dead, the dense, dark bruises on the corpses still sent shivers down their spines.
County arrest officer Yang Desheng, not a master of martial arts and not particularly shrewd or capable, had only one reason for his position—his father had been the county government arrest officer before him.
He was a portly man with a goatee and seemed somewhat pale and prone to sweat, always wiping his forehead with a handkerchief.
After glancing at the corpses, he felt a chill and hastily approached Wang Daoxuan with a forced smile, "Daoist, how do you think we should deal with these bodies?"
"Burn them."
Wang Daoxuan patiently explained, "They were harmed by evil creatures, and there's foul energy lingering in their bodies. Get a fengshui master to help, to avoid further calamities."
