In the dark depths of the cave, flickering flames illuminated the stone chamber. A woman in a red dress, holding an iron cage, stared at them with hollow eyes and a terrifying expression.
The moment she turned around, the temperature in the entire stone chamber dropped by several degrees.
The white fox in the iron cage let out a piercing cry, adding an eerie air to the atmosphere in the space.
Chen Mo took out some hair from the victims and used a Daoist technique to sense it; all the traces pointed to this place.
"Senior Sister, she's the malevolent spirit committing the crimes."
Chen Mo pointed at the woman in the red dress.
Zhao Fujin furrowed her brows. Although she had only glanced briefly at the bodies in the mortuary, the death scenes were still vivid in her mind.
At the gate of the county government office, so many people had lost their parents, sons, wives...
