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Chapter 103
Tang Fei walked forward without saying a word, and Pei Xu followed behind her silently.

"Stop!" The person in front shouted coldly.

The two didn't say a word, another group of people came ahead, standing in the middle of the road and blocking the way.

A group of people dressed in the same costumes, with ivory hanging around their waists, and masks of various animal shapes on their faces, looked extremely terrifying.

Those people saw that the two were still walking forward, and the leader looked at the two and asked, "Who are you and what are you doing here?"

"Is it the Nanwu tribe?" Tang Fei stood still in front of them, his thin lips slightly parted.

Hearing the words, the leader's body visibly paused, "I don't know about the Southern Wu tribe and the North Wu tribe. You'd better leave now, or don't blame us for being rude."

Seeing this, Tang Fei's smile deepened, "It seems so."

Hearing this, the man whispered to the people beside him, "Kick them out!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a strange sound of music in the forest, which stopped like a gourd silk, but also had the feeling of a flute.

Tang Fei looked at the group of people in front of him besieging the city in a circle while jumping and speaking the obscure Nanwu language.

There was more interest on her face, and there was a touch of relief in her eyes, "Spiritualism?"

Unexpectedly, time and space are turning, and the Nanwu people still haven't forgotten what their ancestors left behind.

Although this thing was disgusted by many capable people and strangers back then, it is undeniable that she feels very kind now.

Pei Xun suddenly poked his head out behind her, "What is Spiritualism used for?"

Tang Fei glanced at him indifferently, and rarely explained patiently, "Literally, 2000 years ago, people were reluctant to let go of their loved ones, so they used spiritualism to see their close ones for the last time, hence the name."

"Then why now..."

"In the beginning, spiritualism is indeed beneficial, but there are so many greedy people in the world. After one person used spiritualism to recruit dead souls to do evil for him to satisfy his personal desires, spiritualism became no longer pure, and people said that spiritualism also changed from human to human. The divine art that everyone admired has become the ghost art that everyone resents."

Tang Fei sighed at this point, with regret on his face, "The souls of the dead cannot rest in peace, and their loved ones are naturally distressed. Over time, the Nanwu tribe who created the spirit technique has become an unknown tribe in people's mouth. .”

Pei Xun, who had been silent all this time, suddenly chuckled, "What's bad is people's hearts, what does it have to do with this technique and the person who made it."

Tang Fei glanced at him with a smile on his face.

That's right, it's just people's hearts that are bad.

As soon as the words fell, a group of terrifying ghosts rushed towards the two of them.

Tang Fei shielded Pei Xu behind him, and suddenly there was a bright yellow talisman in his hand.

She calmly threw the talisman into the air, and the next moment the talisman radiated a burst of intense light. The ghosts looked up at the talisman, hissed in pain, and then disappeared into a wisp of green smoke.

Seeing this, all the people of the Southern Wu tribe were panic-stricken on their faces hidden under the masks.

The leader tidied up his clothes and asked coldly, "Who the hell are you, and what's the purpose of coming here?"

Tang Fei pointed to Pei Lun beside him, "Ask him."

Hearing this, Pei Pian had a smile on his face, "I just think the Nanwu people's residence should have a nice view, so I want to take a look."

Hearing the words, the man's eyes instantly turned cold, "Go back, this is not the place you should come to!"

"It's all here, so it's a waste of time to just leave."

Pei Qian said indifferently, with a trace of obscure emotion hidden in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)