Chapter 113: The Shivering Foster Mother
Chapter 113: The Shivering Foster Mother
Sister Wu He, the foster mother of Xiao Bai, was shivering the cold, said: "It's stuffy cold in here.
The village was filled with weeds and dead branches, and the air was filled with a sense of fear. The night was dark and quiet, with only the sound of footsteps.
Wu He, the foster mother of Xiao Bai, was shivering in the cold.
, she felt: "These 'People are different. I didn't recognize them, and I couldn't tell who they were.
Wu He, the young steward of the village, was suddenly startled. He noticed that the village was shrouded in a strange atmosphere, and he began to feel the cold air seeping through his bones.
"Who are these people?" Xiao Bai asked, his voice trembling slightly. "These 'people' are not just ordinary villagers. They are spirits, demons, and otherworldy beings. They have been summoned here by someone, and I need to find out who it is. If we don't act quickly, we may all be in grave danger."
Wu He's Junior Sister, Little Sister Wu He, who was trembling beside him, nodded in agreement. "We must find out who summoned them and why. We need to be careful."
Wu He's face was pale, and he felt a chill run down his spine. He knew they had to act fast, or else they might harm the village.
It seemed like he was just returning along the path, but in reality, he had already circled around most of the village. Although he had entered from the north, when he came out, he was already by this stone monument in the south of the village.
This Daoist technique could protect him from being invaded by yin ghosts, but it still had some influence on him.
If it weren’t for that last True Yang Arrow, he might still be circling around in the village, unaware of it.
Thinking of this, he hastily pulled the grass rope tied around his waist, but the rope was loose and broke after a few yards. At the end of the rope, there were five pale shadows, clenching the rope as if they wanted to follow him out of the village.
"Trouble."
Hu Ma suddenly understood something, silently calling out. The powerful entity in the village was blocked by the stone monument and couldn't come out. It was trying to use his rope to crawl out of the village.
He slightly tightened his grip on the red wooden sword and scanned the sky with his peripheral vision, finding it was getting darker.
He had come to this village of extinction around noon to worship Willow Mother, and it had only been about an hour, but looking at the sky, it seemed much darker, as if it were already past dusk, entering the time of night when ghosts roamed freely.
"Ghost concealing the sun..."
He recalled some phenomena Wu He Sister had told him about.
At dusk, yin and yang divide, the day belongs to the living, and the night belongs to the evil spirits.
In the Old Yin Mountain, although yin and yang were mixed, it still somewhat followed this rule. The day was always safer for the living, but there were always powerful evil spirits with deep Daoist power that could even in the day, obscure the sun, forcibly turning the time before dusk into after dusk.
If he had encountered such a phenomenon in the village, it would have been reasonable, but now out of the village, how could they still do it?
He was startled for a moment, though he didn’t understand exactly why, he realized he had encountered something formidable.
He originally didn’t want to use force, but at this moment, he no longer hesitated, gripping his red wooden sword tightly, pouring out all his Daoist power, ready to strike forward and back at once.
But just then, a strange wind suddenly blew.
He had just come out of the village of extinction, and Hu Ma was sensitive to this yin wind, even his body felt cold. But now he clearly sensed this yin wind was different from that in the village of extinction.
Blowing on his body, it even brought a slight warmth, and there was a strange feeling, as if it were slightly fragrant and faint sounds. Before he could react, the thing on his back was suddenly blown back into the village.
He only heard faint calls, and those things didn’t even put up any resistance.
Hu Ma’s shoulders slightly lightened, but he still didn’t dare be careless. Glancing with his peripheral vision, the sun was still black.
He guessed in his heart, slowly turning toward the direction of the warm wind, lowering his sword, and slowly raised his hand in a salute.
"Which good friend helped me? May I see you?"
"..."
As he spoke, he completed the salute, slowly raising his head, looking forward, and was suddenly stunned.
The scene before him seemed to have changed, and the entire forest was silent in the night.
Only about three yards in front of him, a section of an old tree stump quietly appeared, and on the stump, there was a faint shadow. But it was very strange; even if he tried to see clearly, he couldn’t make out its features, as if it didn’t exist at all.
Only with his peripheral vision could he distinctly see a person, in a wide robe with slow sleeves, features hard to discern, but seeming to wear a faint smile, quietly looking at him.
"Is it him?"
Hu Ma’s heart slightly chilled, and he hurriedly made another salute, saying, "Senior."
This old tree stump, he had seen once with his grandmother, and when his grandmother left, it always came when he left the village.
He couldn’t call it a good friend anymore; it had a relationship with his grandmother and was his elder.
"You haven’t learned what you should have learned..."
Hu Ma bowed, feeling the wind around him was gentle, as if a warm male voice was speaking in his ear:
"These matters were left by your grandmother for the Hu family’s descendants to solve, and the things in the stone box are also for the Hu family’s descendants."
"Though you now have some abilities, what you learned is not the Hu family’s, so you don’t count as a Hu family descendant, and the things in that box won’t recognize you."
"But I say, your grandmother went to the ancestral hall, helping you bear the pressure and buying time. If you let her wait too long, it won’t be right, so learn what you should learn as soon as possible, and come back!"
"..."
"Okay?"
Hu Ma’s heart slightly chilled, and he hurriedly raised his head again. But in this small movement, the surroundings changed greatly.
The sky was already bright, sunlight falling through the ancient trees, fragmented and dappled.
In front of him, there were only a few trees that needed two people to encircle, where was any tree stump?
(End of Chapter)
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