The Fish Cultivators of the small fishing village who drank the well water were all contaminated by the influence of the Evil God.
And myself… it was after drinking the fish soup made with well water at Old Yu's house that my Sea of Consciousness was contaminated by the Evil Thoughts of the Evil God.
Thus, at midnight, I would immerse myself uncontrollably in the agonizing nightmares weaved by the Evil God…
No, it wasn't the nightmares "weaved" by the Evil God…
Mo Hua sighed as he glanced at Old Yu, who kept kowtowing.
It should be the collective nightmares "weaved" by all the impoverished Fish Cultivators of the village, based on their own personal experiences…
After offering the blood-colored little fish into the well, Old Yu resealed the tank.
There were still some fish in the tank that had not been raised properly; they would be nurtured carefully over the next few days before being introduced into the well.