Master Huang struggled to get up, took out a talisman from his sleeve, and recited the incantation: "Heavenly thunder to exterminate demons, urgent as the law."

Outside the window, a blue light suddenly lit up, countless thunderbolts accompanied by loud noises shattered the window, hitting Xiaojing's body.

In the moment she fell, I broke free from the restraints.

It was then that I saw clearly, the fruit knife stuck in Zhou Hao's back was the same one I had dropped at the entrance of the secret room.

Lying beside Zhou Hao was the nurse who had been on the iron bed before, now pale and seemingly lifeless.

Just as I was lost in thought, Xiaojing roared and pounced on Master Huang.

Master Huang seemed to have exhausted his last strength, unable to resist, letting Xiaojing bite his face.

I struggled to crawl towards Master Huang, picked up the broken peach wood sword from the ground, and used it to prop myself up.

Xiaojing suddenly turned to look at me, by then I had raised the broken sword high and plunged it into the wound on her back from the lightning strike.

The wooden sword pierced into her body with a sound.

For a moment, both of us stood there stunned, a hint of relief and release seemed to flash in her eyes.

Xiaojing fell to the ground, her face facing Zhou Hao's.

Zhou Hao in the pool of blood gazed into Xiaojing's eyes, struggling to raise his arm and gently place it on Xiaojing's face.

He opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.

The room finally fell silent again.

Early the next morning, Master Huang and I buried the three bodies in the room.

Out of curiosity about Master Huang's past, I chatted with him for a few moments.

It turns out he was not a sect leader at all, nor was he called Huang Xiaoxiao.

His name was Sun Jianguo, the father of the first missing girl seven years ago.

Since his daughter went missing, he began to investigate.

He learned that in the south, there was a ancient evil art called the resurrection technique, but it was just a legend, no one had ever seen it with their own eyes.

It was said that seven years ago in a village in the south, a couple about to get married, the man was a medical genius from the province, and the woman was a famous tea planter in the area.

The two grew up together, but as the wedding approached, the woman was diagnosed with an incurable illness.

The man tried everything but could not cure his fiancée, and on the day they had agreed upon, the two suddenly disappeared.

No one in the village ever saw them again.

Later, it was said that someone in the city saw the man, who had become a doctor.

But no one ever saw his fiancée again, it was said that his fiancée had long since died, and the man had come to a strange city to escape the shadow.

Through Sun Jianguo's investigation, he found that the man may have used the resurrection technique to keep his fiancée alive, and his own daughter tragically died at his hands.

So Sun Jianguo sought out a master to learn Taoist arts, knowing that the resurrected corpse feared yang energy and had to live in a house with heavy yin energy.

He used live streaming to look for Feng Shui, making a living while searching for the resurrected corpse, until he met me, bringing an end to it all.