The system asked me to save people, and he agreed with his life

It has to be said that it is difficult to find flaws in the camouflage of Class A ghost domains.

The clearing chip failed to detect it, and even she couldn't sense anything wrong outside the ghost realm.

The process of entering the ghost realm is exactly the same as the normal process for the sweepers.

If not for a barely perceptible ghostly aura that tried to tamper with her memory the moment she entered, she would not have been able to determine at the first sight that this was a Class A ghost domain.

Yan Jinxi did not alert the enemy.

After symbolically resisting for a moment, she pretended to be powerless, allowing the ghost energy to smoothly transfer the compiled memories to her.

"Why am I here?"

Yan Jinxi rubbed his nose, but couldn't help the itch and sneezed, "Forget it, let's go home first."

The ghostly aura lingered around her for a moment, and when it saw her go from confused to puzzled, and then walk towards the other side of the river, it quietly withdrew.

The reason why I didn't guess that this was a Class A ghost domain rather than a ghost domain with special abilities is because this ghost aura is a bit incompatible with this world.

Yan Jinxi had no idea what exactly was incompatible.

In the extra memories in her mind, in addition to her original name, her identity was arranged to be a villager in a secluded mountain village.

There are no elders in the family, and she is an orphan who grew up eating at many people's homes.

The village is not big and is surrounded by mountains.

The curling smoke gives the small mountain village a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere.

Yet the memories instilled were not so peaceful.

There is a legend in the village that this is the place closest to the gods, and everyone has the opportunity to be favored by the gods, become the gods' servants, serve by their side, escape from the mortal body, and be immortal.

There is a locust tree that blocks out the sun on the mountain behind the village. The locust flowers are always in bloom, and the fragrance of the flowers covers the entire village.

The locust tree is spiritual and can communicate with gods. Those who are qualified to become god servants will be marked by the tree spirit - a locust flower mark will be placed between their eyebrows.

Those who have this mark are called Holy Sons and Holy Daughters.

The candidates for the Holy Son and Holy Daughter are mostly young and lively people.

Only those who survive after going through numerous tests and tribulations can wear the gorgeous robes of the gods' servants and be personally sent by the tree spirits to Tongtian Peak, which is separated from the back mountain by a chasm.

After sorting out his memories, Yan Jinxi was quite speechless.

When a ghost eats a person, it's quite a ritual.

But don’t you think this plot has a lot of loopholes?

The house that the Ghost King arranged for her was in the middle of the village, a bungalow with a courtyard.

As we went forward, we met some old people chatting and some children chasing each other.

When these people saw her, they all greeted her in a friendly manner.

"Where did you go? You didn't come back until dinner time. Do you want to come to our house for dinner?"

Yan Jinxi narrowed his eyes and smiled, and was about to say: "I don't know why I went to Liuhe for no apparent reason."

The tampered memory fluctuated, affecting her and making her ignore the matter.

No wonder he didn’t care if there were any loopholes in the plot. It turns out that not everything was taken away.

There was still a trace left, which was hidden from her.

Yan Jinxi couldn't help but exaggerate the danger of Class A ghost domain.

When it comes to fields that he has never been involved in, Yan Jinxi will not be arrogant and blindly trust his own abilities.

Only by recognizing your own shortcomings can you break through yourself.

She hasn't figured out where this power comes from yet, but next time she encounters it, she will recognize it.

Yan Jinxi did not try to erase this power.

She guessed that this was something similar to spiritual consciousness. If it was erased, the owner of the spiritual consciousness would notice it immediately.

Now is not the time.

Yan Jinxi paused obviously, but the old man who asked the question seemed not to notice and looked at her kindly.

"No need, Third Grandpa. I have to wait for the tree spirit to bestow the Sophora japonica flower mark on me on an empty stomach. I can't eat."

Yan Jinxi could clearly see that the ghost who was called two generations older was in a very good mood, and said cheerfully: "Okay, then Third Grandpa will not keep you. Third Grandpa wishes you to be elected as the Saint!"

I became a grandson for no reason and was taken advantage of all the time.

This revenge banquet is recorded today and in the past.

Also smiling and thanking politely.

She responded in a friendly manner to anyone who greeted her.

After returning to the arranged 'home', Yan Jinxi followed the process given in his memory and began to boil water and prepare for a bath.

The fire in the big stove had just started when the gate of the courtyard was knocked.

"Who?"

"Jinxi, it's me, your village chief uncle. A few backpackers just came to our village and they have nowhere to stay. I thought you have two empty rooms, so I cleaned them up and rented them out."

Yan Jinxi clapped his hands. Another mopping-up agent was tricked into coming in and killed so soon?

As the door opened, the portly village chief came in first. He looked at Yan Jinxi with what he thought was an inconspicuous look, and waved to the backpacker who didn't have a backpack: "Come, I'll show you the room."

Familiar, like arranging one's own home.

Yan Jinxi said nothing.

Her memory is self-consistent. She grew up eating at many people's homes. Even her house was built for her by the villagers. Of course, she would not refuse the village chief's small request.

There were nine people in total, five men and four women.

One of them made Yan Jinxi want to laugh at the first glance.

A tall and upright figure, an extremely beautiful face, and a clear and cold temperament, who else could it be but Xie Chenyuan?

What do you call this? This is called searching for something everywhere but still failing to find it, yet finally getting it without any effort.

He accidentally entered a Class A ghost domain disguised as a Class C ghost domain, and met Xie Chenyuan who was also deceived.

Xie Chenyuan and others naturally did not escape having their memories tampered with.

Apart from seeing Yan Jinxi and being surprised that a small village could have such colors, he was accepting of everything at the moment.

Following the village chief's arrangement, men and women were separated and lived in separate rooms.

As they were discussing how to sleep, the village chief came over and said, “These days, these backpackers are all poor, and they certainly can’t afford accommodation.

Before they came, I told them that if they chose to join our village, their accommodation would be free and we would even build houses for them.

They agreed and will stay with you for the time being. If they are lucky enough to be recognized by the tree spirit and be marked with the Sophora japonica flower, their identities will be different.

I was unlucky and was not recognized by the tree spirit, so I was chased to the mountain."

Listen, how outrageous.

There were so many complaints that she didn't know what to say for a moment.

In short, no matter how outrageous it is, the ultimate goal is to serve as food for ghosts.

The power in her mind surged, erasing her doubts about these words.

"Uncle village chief, I understand."

Yan Jinxi was a little unhappy and muttered quietly, "Another person is trying to snatch the place of Saint Son and Saint Daughter. I don't know when it will be my turn..."

"Girl, what's the point of fighting for it? Everyone has the opportunity to be recognized by the tree spirit. Just because you didn't succeed before doesn't mean you won't succeed in the future." The village chief patted Yan Jinxi's shoulder and said, "Uncle is optimistic about you. You will succeed tonight."

It would be strange if it didn't work out tonight.

No, how can we watch these cleanup agents killing each other?