Chapter 123: The Statue Calls the Soul

Lu Nian is a senior high-level wizard. Bai Mo knows that if they really fight, he will not be able to withstand a single blow from him, so after blocking these attacks.

The space scroll in his hand instantly shone brightly, expanding a huge teleportation array that enveloped Bai Mo and Ling Ling. At the same time, the silver spear that had already accumulated half of his total magic power drew an arc beside him, slashed out a brilliant space blade, and flew towards Lu Nian.

The Space Blade mercilessly split the controlled military mage in front of it into two, and it traveled through space with undiminished power and appeared in front of Lu Nian in an instant.

Lu Nian's face changed drastically. He didn't expect that Bai Mo not only possessed a space scroll that could teleport, but also had such a powerful explosive magic tool.

But he was also a military magician who had been walking between life and death for many years. In an instant, a rock as big as a mountain rose from the ground and lay in front of him.

The space blade quickly broke the hill, and the silver blade of light continued to slash towards Lu Nian. Lu Nian saw that the situation was not right, and ground waves were already surging under his feet.

The ground waves carried him to the side.

"puff!"

Blood sprayed and objects fell to the ground.

The blade in space is not so easy to dodge. In an instant, one of Lu Nian's arms was cut off by it.

Blood gushed out, and the arm on the ground was being shattered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Military Control Commission!" Jiang Yi exclaimed anxiously, and subconsciously tried to pick up Lu Nian's fallen arm, when he saw this scene.

She suddenly let out a cry that was even more sad and angry than when her hand was broken.

"don't want!"

The other military mages all looked at Lu Nian with heavy faces. Their concerned “Military Control!” were so sincere.

But combined with their behavior just now, it was so disgusting.

On the grass not far away, a military wizard who was broken into two but not yet dead was watching this scene.

I don’t know what to feel.

…

The mountains are vast and boundless.

In the directionless mountains, the sounds are also aimless, with wolves howling and monkeys calling, all amidst the natural sounds.

The sounds of gongs, drums and suonas were even louder, but the demons in the mountains seemed to be blind and deaf to all this.

The village chief led the villagers to hold a ceremony in front of the only ancestral hall made entirely of stones at the back of the small village.

"lelelalalelela~~~!"

Unknown meaning syllables came out of his mouth, sounding ancient and mysterious, but none of the people behind him, who were playing drums and gongs, or bowing their heads in prayer, dared to be disrespectful.

This is a necessary guarantee for them to beg for protection from the god of the marsh and live safely in these dangerous mountains.

A few days ago, a demon came to the gate of the village. It had horns on its head and a beard like a sheep. It often ran into the village in the middle of the night and said something that no one could understand.

Although it didn't look too ugly, it still frightened the villagers who had lived in peace for a long time. No demon had ever been able to break the protection of the god of the marsh and come to the village. This must be a big demon!

And now they followed the village chief in praying, wanting to beg the god of the marsh in the ancestral hall, begging for stronger protection and a way to drive away the strange demon.

Suddenly, I saw the village chief at the entrance of the ancestral hall.

A mysterious silver light shone brightly, and that light was so similar to the color of the god of the marsh in the legend.

All of a sudden, the villagers fell to their knees on the ground. Even the village chief lowered his head, his whole body shaking with excitement. The people who were playing the gongs and drums played even louder.

In the peripheral vision of the crowd, they saw the silver light becoming brighter and brighter, and finally two figures vaguely appeared in the light.

"Warrior, it must be the warrior brought by the god of the marsh who can drive away the demons!"

Everyone was shouting in their hearts and their prayers became more devout.

As the silver light gradually dimmed, a man wearing a blood-stained robe, holding a silver spear, with a handsome face and bright eyes, and the young girl serving him were revealed.

The villagers were all excited, thinking that this was the warrior in their minds who could drive away demons. The bloody robe was a symbol of power!

Taking Lingling out of the bumpy space passage, Bai Mo looked at a large group of people in simple clothes kneeling down in front of him. There were also a few people with red faces, gongs and drums beating loudly, and an old man in front of him who was swaying back and forth and looked like he would faint at any time.

He blinked in confusion and looked at Lingling, and they both saw the confusion in each other's eyes.

He looked back again and saw an ancient stone temple with two shivering candles lit inside. The light from outside shone in, illuminating a statue on the altar in the middle of the temple.

The statue seemed to be a beast with wolf hooves. Nothing could be seen of its body, but it had a head similar to that of a goat and a cat. On its head, there was a pair of things that looked like horns and ears, but due to the passage of time, a lot of them had been worn away.

Bai Mo, who didn't understand what it was, turned back to face the people kneeling on the ground. He looked at the old man in front of him who looked respectful and secretly glanced at him, and asked:

"Old man, where is this place? Why are the people behind you kneeling?"

Hearing his voice, the old man looked a little strange, and finally signaled the surrounding drum band to stop, and then said respectfully:

"Lord God's Messenger, this is Ze Village. I am the village chief here. They are all believers of Ze God. Lord God's Messenger, please help us get rid of the demons!"

"Emm" Bai Mo was a little confused. The village chief's tone was a little strange, but he could understand it. Many of his questions were stuck in his throat, but he still couldn't stand letting so many people kneel, so he said: "Village chief, please let them all stand up."

"Yes!" The village chief agreed immediately, and after asking the villagers to stand up, he turned around and looked at Bai Mo, and was about to issue another demon-killing mission, but Bai Mo spoke in advance:

"Village chief, what is a divine messenger? What about exorcism? Isn't this within the An Realm? Where is Ze Village?"

"The Lord God's Envoy is the Lord God's Envoy, but what is Anjie?" The village chief asked in confusion, and then continued to answer.

"I don't know where Ze Village is located. I heard from the previous village chief that we live in the mountains in the southern part of Zhongzhou. A demon came to our village a few days ago. Although it didn't harm anyone due to the protection of Ze God, it also caused unrest in the village. I beg the gods to send down messengers to drive away the demon for us!"

Hearing this, Bai Mo's face looked a little heavy. The big mountain in the southern part of Zhongzhou, isn't that the Dabie Mountains!

He was even more puzzled. Why was this village in the mountains? Did they have any special survival skills? So he continued:

"Old man, I am not a messenger of God. I was hunted down and was forced to use a magic scroll to escape here. I am a mage. Do you know what a mage is?"

As he spoke, Bai Mo waved his hand, and a stone next to him was picked up through the air.

"The legendary wizard!" The village chief was excited and held Bai Mo with both hands. "You are the one sent by the gods to save us!"

Bai Mo dodged the village chief's hand, feeling somewhat helpless. How did the wizard become a legend?

Lingling keenly discovered the strangeness of this village. Everything was very primitive, and she even saw some things that were more than a hundred years old.

So she asked, with some guesses in her mind, "Village Chief, how long have you not been outside? Can you go outside?"

"Outside? Outside the mountain? The last time we went there was about a hundred years ago. We can go to the outside world, but there is nothing good about it. People who have come back said that it is very dangerous." The village chief said with reminiscing in his eyes, and then he touched his beard.

"When you go to the outside world, you must pray sincerely in the temple for a week to obtain the protection of the gods. Otherwise, you will be eaten by demons and nothing good will happen to you."

"One hundred years ago." Lingling nodded slightly, her eyes flickered, and she looked at Bai Mo, then asked, "Then village chief, are you all able to stay here safely because of the protection of Ze Shen? How does Ze Shen protect you?"

"Yes, we will pray to Ze Shen. As long as our hearts are pious, Ze Shen will bless us."

Speaking of Ze Shen, the village chief couldn't help but show respect on his face. Then he thought that it was because he was not pious enough that Bai Mo and the others were unwilling to help him expel the demons, so he bowed down to the two of them.

"Please help us drive out the demons!"

Bai Mo was helpless and quickly held the man back. He couldn't let such an old man bow to him. He could only sigh and agree:

"Then village chief, where is the demon you mentioned? Let's go and take a look."

"It's right at the entrance of the village. It's always at the entrance of the village during the day and we dare not go there." The village chief was delighted and quickly pointed out where the monster was.

So Bai Mo went in the direction he pointed, and Lingling followed him.

Bai Mo squeezed his hands, feeling that the village chief might not be in good health, as his hands were a little cold.

The village is not big. Bai Mo took a quick look as he walked along. There are probably about a hundred households.

When we arrived at the entrance of the village, there was indeed a one-meter-tall creature standing there. At first glance, it looked like a goat, but if you looked closely, it had a pair of dragon-like horns. Its hair was pure white, and its face looked human-like, smiling gently.

I got a little scared after watching it too much.

When it sees someone, it neither approaches nor leaves.

As soon as Bai Mo approached, its eyes fell on Bai Mo.

"temple!"

A sound of teleportation echoed in Bai Mo's heart. He stopped and looked at the strange white creature with doubt. He had some guesses in his mind, but it was hard to be sure. He did not approach rashly, but asked Lingling:

"Lingling, do you know what this is?"

“I don’t know him.”

Lingling shook her head and looked at the creature carefully. She knew what Bai Mo meant, but for many totems, only their names were passed down, and nothing else was known.

"I don't sense any demonic aura from him. He seems like an ordinary creature."

Bai Mo looked at the strange creature.

At this moment, that voice sounded in my heart again, "Go!"

Just as he was thinking about the meaning of these two words, Lingling's voice suddenly rang out.

"I think he looks a bit like the statue in the temple."

"Why don't we catch it and study it." Bai Mo said, looking at the creature.

The creature seemed to know what he was going to do. As soon as he raised his head, the light in his eyes turned silver. The creature had already disappeared in a flash.

This creature seems to be running very fast!

"Gone! Gone!"

The villagers who had been looking at this side shouted, and then more shouts were heard.

"Gone! Gone!"

Afterwards, the shouts all turned into "God's envoy is mighty! God's envoy is mighty!"

Bai Mo was helpless, and Lingling also had a headache, but they seemed not to be able to listen to any explanations he gave, not even the village chief.

Then they explained to the village chief who was waiting at the entrance of the stone temple that they wanted to go in to see the god of the lake, pray for a week, and then the two of them would go out of the mountain.

The village chief agreed easily.

After entering the stone temple, Bai Mo took out two cushions.

Just as the village chief said, I started praying.

Actually, it's nothing. It's basically just asking the statue to let the two of them leave here safely without being attacked by demons.

Bai Mo did not feel any changes after a day of mental request. He was not in a hurry. If the village chief said one week, then there must be a reason for one week.

Three days later, Bai Mo still had no feeling about the so-called prayer. He asked Lingling, and Lingling also said that nothing had changed for her.

"At least this place has no ill will or harm towards us." Lingling said, taking out a golden bead and explaining:

"This is a special detection bead that my grandfather gave me. If there is any resentment, curse, or evil force affecting me, it will glow. But I noticed that it has been quiet these past few days, just like before, without any abnormality."

Bai Mo nodded slightly and decided to continue looking around. It didn't take much energy anyway. He always felt that this temple was magical and his heart was very peaceful here.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a faint halo suddenly light up on the bracelet made of hair that Ding Yumian gave him on his wrist.

With a frown, Bai Mo subconsciously thought that he was affected by some powerful mental ability, and subconsciously felt the wind of mental protection.

But I found that the wind of spiritual protection was still blowing, without decreasing at all.

He looked at the hair ring on his wrist again. He had worn it for a while. It was not dirty or dry. It looked just like it had just been cut from Ding Yumian's head, and just like it was when he first put it on his wrist that day.

Bai Mo's abnormality obviously attracted Lingling's attention. Her eyes followed Bai Mo's gaze and moved to the hair ring in Bai Mo's hand.

At this moment, the dim crystal light on the hair ring dissipated, and then the light disappeared into Bai Mo's body.

As for the originally sparkling and new hair ring on her hand, it became dry and withered in an instant, as if several months had passed.

Bai Mo suddenly felt that something had entered his spiritual world, but he was not a spiritual mage, so this feeling was just an illusion.

Suddenly, a clear and elegant voice sounded in my heart.

'Something is calling me here.'

"Yumian!? Why are you here?"

"I am a soul that has been sleeping all the time. I will only wake up when you encounter a dangerous mental attack. But just now, something suddenly woke me up and has been calling me."

Bai Mo's expression moved slightly. How could a person's soul be separated just like that? And it had been separated for so long, just like a hand that suddenly lent out a finger.

Wouldn't it be painful to look at a hand with a missing finger every day?

But Ding Yumian's words reminded him of the strangeness of this village, so he spoke.

'I am now in a temple in a village in the mountains. This village has a way to avoid attacks from demons, and the way is to pray to the gods in the temple. I suspect it is the power of the totem.'

'God totem.'

Ding Yumian looked at the image transmitted from Bai Mo's mind and saw the strange statue.

"That statue is somewhat special. The thought that called me came from it."

(End of this chapter)