I have a Taoist temple that connects me to other worlds

Footsteps hurried closer, and Jiang Wen squinted as he watched the figure pick up his phone.

Then, ropes bound his hands and feet, and his entire body was lifted by a petite figure.

Seemingly feeling safe, the figure sighed in relief. They held the phone, curiously examining it, shining the light on him.

Using the phone's light, Jiang Wen clearly saw the figure's appearance.

It was a woman with her hair down, probably no more than sixteen years old. She was the one who had ambushed him earlier, and Jiang Wen had taken the opportunity to pretend to faint. He had doubts about the village being haunted and wanted to see who was putting on this act.

Before long, footsteps came from outside the cave, and the campfire inside was lit. The woman's joyful cry came: "Brother, you're here."

"Little sister, are you alright?" A familiar male voice sounded, and Jiang Wen knew who it was as soon as he heard it.

"I'm fine, but this Taoist priest almost caught up to me. Luckily, I ran fast and didn't let him succeed. What should we do now, brother? Kill him?"

"..." The male voice was silent for a long time before slowly saying, "We can't kill him."

"Why?! Brother! He already knows our hiding place, and he'll definitely tell those old guys when he gets back! Didn't you say this Taoist priest was hired by those people?" The woman's voice was somewhat puzzled and urgent.

"It was me." Yang Daniu nodded and continued, "After the old village chief led the villagers away, I killed eight black dogs and placed them by the well."

"Changping Village is your homeland, why would you do this?" Jiang Wen really didn't understand. What kind of hatred could make a person do such an extreme thing? Killing people and draining their blood, just to take revenge on his hometown.

"So it's you, Yang Daniu." Jiang Wen suddenly said, startling both of them, and they quickly moved away.

Decades ago, Changping Village was not called Changping Village, but Yangjia Village. Although Yangjia Village was near the Qing River, life was still poor.

The Qing River often flooded, submerging crops and fields.

Then he told Jiang Wen a story, a story about Changping Village.

Finally, Yang Daniu looked at the bound Jiang Wen and slowly walked towards him. Only when he clearly saw Jiang Wen's face did he come to his senses.

"Why do this?" Jiang Wen asked in confusion. "Could it be that you were instructed by someone to use black dog blood to raise vengeful spirits?"

"He, he is not like those people. There's no need to create more deaths, little sister. The thing the immortal told us to do is about to be completed, and then Changping Village will naturally suffer retribution." The male voice said calmly.

"Was it you who put the black dogs at the well?"

"Let's throw him into the wilderness. It's so dark tonight, it will be difficult for him to see anything clearly." After the male voice finished speaking, the woman agreed with his suggestion.

"Be a clear-headed ghost? This humble Taoist wants to hear your story." Jiang Wen was not afraid at all. He leisurely adjusted his posture and said frankly to Yang Daniu, "Actually, this humble Taoist discovered a long time ago that something was wrong with the haunting in Changping Village. Since you are determined to kill this humble Taoist, why not let this humble Taoist die knowing why? Consider it fate that we met."

"Brother! Don't listen to him..."

"Little sister, don't speak." Yang Daniu stopped the girl's words, his eyes examining Jiang Wen. After a long time, he nodded and put down the hoe in his hand. "Since Immortal Master wants to die knowing why, then I will grant Immortal Master's wish. Immortal Master can ask any questions you have."

"You want to kill this humble Taoist?" Jiang Wen asked, looking up.

"We killed them, and we drained their blood. As for why we did this? Hmph, it's to make the people of Changping Village never be able to escape!" Yang Daniu said, his words filled with hatred. He seemed to have countless grievances against this place where he was born and raised.

"Not having fainted, where does awakening come from?" Jiang Wen couldn't help but laugh. He saw the girl beside him walking over aggressively with a shovel, but he didn't feel any fear.

"Yes, someone told us to arrange it like this." Yang Daniu nodded in affirmation.

"That's right, my little sister and I cooperated to play the female ghost in the village to scare people. So that those people would leave the village, making it easier for us to carry out our plan."

"Is this place my homeland? No, no, no! This place is the underworld! It's a slaughterhouse! I hate everyone here, I hate everything here!"

"What exactly happened that made you so crazy?" Jiang Wen was speechless and sighed for a long time.

"Who!" The two of them held their hoes and shovels, looking around nervously.

"Immortal Master gave me candles, and Yang is very grateful. But some things, Yang is forced to do. I hope that when Immortal Master arrives in the underworld, you will be a clear-headed ghost in the next life."

As a result, the Qing River in front of Yangjia Village rarely flooded, and the village became wealthy due to passing ships. Yangjia Village was renamed Changping Village, and this custom was maintained.

"This is my hometown! The hometown that killed my family! Ten years! Ten years! I haven't slept well once! As long as I close my eyes, I can hear my mother's voice, she says she's so scared, she's so cold."

The two walked to Jiang Wen and reached out to lift him up.

"So the haunting incidents in the village were also your doing? Is this ghost played by your little sister?" Jiang Wen asked again.

"I originally didn't want to kill Immortal Master, but unfortunately, Immortal Master knows too many things that he shouldn't know." Yang Daniu walked towards Jiang Wen step by step, his voice gradually becoming low. He stared at Jiang Wen, his hand tightly gripping the hoe.

"My mother was chosen as a sacrifice when I was ten years old. I watched helplessly as my mother was stuffed into a pig cage and then thrown into the well. I heard my mother's cries for help, she was so pitiful in the well!" Yang Daniu said, gritting his teeth fiercely. "Every night I dream of my mother crying in the well, she tells me she's so cold!"

Jiang Wen squinted his eyes and looked at the two, the familiar face of the male voice also appeared before his eyes.

"So Immortal Master was awake the whole time, then didn't you hear everything we just said?" Yang Daniu's tone suddenly filled with murderous intent, he stared at Jiang Wen, his hand tightly gripping the hoe.

"And those executioners, they are still living well. They are rich and wealthy, wearing gold and silver. Every day they say to me, Daniu, you are also a poor child, you lost your mother at a young age."

"Hahaha, they laugh at me for losing my mother!"

As Yang Daniu spoke, his laughter turned into sobs. He stood in place, no longer speaking, his body breathing rapidly.