Chapter 46
"Hey? Don't cry first--"
Chu Zhongyuan also looked a little flustered. He wanted to find a way to comfort the little girl, but found that the little girl didn't seem to need his comfort at all, and soon stopped crying by herself.
"If you need help, go find someone to help you. There are monsters in the mountains, and everyone has changed. Unagi is scared, and Grandpa Tree is sad too."
The little girl adjusted her state, gesturing with her fingers. She tried hard to use words to make the big brothers in front of her who looked like good people understand what she wanted to express.
The little girl spoke incoherently, but Gu Qingming and the others managed to piece together what she wanted to say.
The little girl's name is Unaji. She has lived in the tribe since she was a child, migrating with her tribe members in the forests and mountains. Her parents love her very much, and she has a brother who loves her very much.
But the peaceful hunting life was completely torn apart by outsiders one day.
Ten days later, a terrifying outsider wearing a black crying face mask came to the tribe that had moved to the winter gathering place.
The outsider called himself a middleman. The fire he used did not need a kindling, and naturally could not bring in the sun and the moon to brighten his eyes and mind.
After the middleman came to the tribe, Unaji's young mind could clearly feel that everything around him was changing at a terrifying speed.
The tribesmen who became more and more strange, the brother who had gone to a distant place but came back... The middleman was so terrible, so terrible that it seemed that the Alin (mountains) had fallen into a deep sleep, and the trees and grass were dead, buried under the heavy white snow, without any life.
Just now, her brother even put her under house arrest in the tent and did not allow her to come out.
Realizing that something was wrong, she secretly got out of her tent, ran along many mountain roads, and tried to seek help from Laoshugou Village.
In the little girl's innocent heart, the only one who can solve all this is her very powerful uncle who lives far away in the city.
So she ran out and wanted to find her uncle in the city to solve the strange events in the tribe.
Unaji was too young and didn't speak the language well, so he couldn't explain the exact ins and outs. However, Gu Qingming and the others were still able to realize that the guy who came to the Linlingli tribe more than ten days ago and claimed to be a middleman had done something in the Linling tribe that led to the strange state of the entire tribe that they had just witnessed with their own eyes.
Rigid, stiff, pale, and dull.
That is definitely not the state of a normal human being.
"Uncle, Una wants to find uncle..."
Little Una tried hard to hold back her urge to cry, her eyes were watery, and the four male high school students were so anxious that they didn't know how to comfort her.
The wind and snow were still blowing outside. Little Una suddenly stopped her emotions, jumped down from the sofa with difficulty, and staggered to the door.
"Little ancestor, what's wrong with you?"
Chu Zhongyuan rushed over in a hurry, but he and Xiao Una were stunned at the door.
“Knock knock——”
“Knock knock knock—”
A strange knocking sound came through the crack in the door, and it seemed a little eerie in the heavy snow outside.
There were no footsteps, no shouting, and it was obvious that they were not villagers from Laoshugou Village.
"Aya, it's Ulileng from the mountain."
But faced with the strange knocking sound, little Una was not afraid. Instead, she showed an innocent and pure smile that only belongs to children.
"Ulileng?"
Chu Zhongyuan, Gu Qingming and others felt a little confused when they saw Xiao Una's use of the tree god tribal language.
Chu Zhongyuan had lived here for a period of time and had interacted with the people of the Tree God Tribe. He knew that Aya meant "hello" in the hunters' language, representing an acquaintance of the highest level of joy.
But the Ulileng in the mountains... does it mean something like the elf of the mountains?
It seems that the Tree God Tribe living in the mountains is indeed special. Even a little girl who sneaked out can notice this abnormality that is obviously related to the mystery.
Chu Zhongyuan and his companions were not confused for too long. Soon, the thing behind the door gave the answer.
A door that can withstand wind and snow did not seem to be an obstacle to the other party. The knocking sound quickly disappeared after Xiao Una greeted him. After a while, Chu Zhongyuan heard a "tapping" sound coming from the storage room in the side room.
"jingle--"
The sound of the bell came from far away and seemed familiar.
Gu Qingming and Chu Zhongyuan looked at each other and thought of the sound before the paper man at Lantai No. 1 Middle School was torn into pieces.
The large flat is not small in size, and the four high school students have only been staying in the main rooms and the living room these days. Apart from going there to get daily necessities, they have never paid attention to the storage room.
Several people hurriedly dragged little Una to the storage room. Chu Zhongyuan followed the clattering sound and walked deeper into the storage room. He saw dust everywhere, messy wood, and old bamboo baskets scattered all over the floor. Gu Qingming even saw a few old hand-embroidered cloth sachets in it.
But there was nothing unusual.
Only the tapping sound was still ringing not far away, like the whispers of the dead.
But the CPA specialists present had all experienced Heshu Town, so facing this non-threatening strange sound was almost as normal as eating and drinking.
Gu Qingming's five senses were relatively sensitive. He followed Diyu and the others around the storage room, found the location where the tapping sound was most obvious, and then began to observe the wall carefully.
There was a faint knocking sound, as if there was another secret room hidden in the storage room.
Gu Qingming quickly swept his eyes across the wall and touched it with his fingertips without losing any angle. Sure enough, he found the hidden secret under the dark peeling wall.
He took out the snake-shaped carving and used the tip of the carving to scrape off the large and small solidified blocks on the wall. A bronze Bagua lock appeared in front of him.
The Bagua pattern on the lock was completely messed up; Zhen, Kan, Qian and Li were no longer in their original positions. Several people came over and, with the help of the mysterious knowledge they had memorized, they quickly put the lock together.
The next second, the wall in front of them began to shake.
The walls were rolled up on both sides, leaving no trace of their former existence, revealing the neatly arranged altar and hall orders behind them.
After the altar appeared, the strange and continuous clicking sound stopped instantly as if the mute button was pressed.
Chu Zhongyuan was not unfamiliar with the scene in front of him. The yellow paper altar table, facing west and east, was the altar for the guardian deity that almost every household in Linling had.
The Baojiaxian is a kind of folk god that is independent of the traditional incense head belief. It is the patron saint of a family and surname. It protects the family and ensures prosperity and wealth. It is very common in the entire northern region.
However, he never knew that his grandfather also enshrined the guardian deity at home.
"You are too young and don't know much."
Perhaps because he saw the light of day again, a vague voice of unknown gender and age was heard. The immortal seemed to be in a good mood. After seeing through Chu Zhongyuan's thoughts as he stood there in a daze, he even made a few jokes.
A white shadow gradually emerged from the altar, the figure of a stoat being outlined by the white shadow.
"Sanfu, I went to bed too early, and your grandfather is a lazy guy, so he didn't say much to you. But you must remember, if it weren't for the things I left on you, you and your little friend would have been in Lantai long ago-"
The weasel who called himself Sanfu condensed his body, stretched in a very human way, and then made a scratching motion in front of his neck with his little paws.
“This one!”
Sanfu shook his head.
"So it's you?"
Gu Qingming was a little surprised when he thought of the pure white cracks that suddenly appeared on the paper man.
"Of course it's me. You young, ignorant people, are always talking about martial arts and mysticism, just like your grandfather!"
Looking at a weasel with the same expression of disappointment as a human, Chu Zhongyuan and his companions were stunned.
They thought that maybe the sound was from the returning Tree God tribe, or from the mysterious spirits lurking nearby, or from bound ghosts who had been ready for a fight, but they never dreamed that it would be a chatterbox like an older relative.
"Aya, little girl."
Perhaps because he was close to the altar and had plenty of strength, Sanfu was no longer as taciturn as he was when he was offering sacrifices to Zheng Qiu. Instead, he sat on the edge of the table with his legs crossed. While scolding Chu Zhongyuan, he also greeted Xiao Una.
"I told you to leave on the day we slaughtered the pigs, but you have stayed until now. What do you think you will do if you really can't leave?"
Sanfu changed the subject and started pointing at Chu Zhongyuan again.
Chu Zhongyuan's parents went their separate ways when he was very young, leaving him alone in his hometown to depend on his grandparents. His grandparents were not talkative people. His grandfather was carefree and all he wanted was to find someone to have fun with today. His grandmother was silently patrolling the mountains as a medical practitioner. In Chu Zhongyuan's memory, they only lived for a few short years before she died of illness.
Chu Zhongyuan didn't understand the meaning of death at that time, but seeing his grandfather's unprecedented sadness, he thought that must be the most terrifying thing in the world.
Three days later, when he saw the snacks in town that he and his grandmother had agreed to eat, he wanted to turn back and excitedly share them with his grandmother, but he could no longer hold her hand. It was as if he was hit right in the middle of his eyebrows by a bullet shot in his confusion at that time, and tears flowed uncontrollably.
That is really the most terrifying thing in the world. Longing is wrapped into a rope, sharp, lingering, and everywhere.
After that, grandpa talked even less. When Chu Zhongyuan was in junior high school, he often heard his classmates who had made mistakes being blocked by their parents at the school gate, scolded in a tone of disappointment. He would always pretend not to care and sigh with his classmates: "It's great that my parents don't control me. I can do whatever I want."
It’s great that there are no parents to supervise him.
When the child's little bit of relief out of spite faded away, what came over was immense disappointment and sadness.
No one would care about him to this extent, but I didn't expect that now, the guardian deity at home would worry about him like an elder.
Chu Zhongyuan felt complicated and amused at the same time.
Gu Qingming noticed that he was in a bad mood, so he held his wrist, trying to give him some strength to return to reality through physical contact.
Chu Zhongyuan felt the boy's warm palm and suddenly felt that he was not so lonely.
"Forget it, Lord Sanfu is very generous. I won't bother with you kids for now. Take this child with you. I am the guardian deity. It is enough to protect you. I don't have time to care about others, otherwise -"
Before it finished speaking, there was a roar like thunder in the sky. Amid the rustling sound of snow and wind, it was as if the earth was torn apart by something, shaking the houses along with it.
The shaking was too obvious. If it weren't for the mysterious aura that spread over a large area, it would have been like a sudden small earthquake.
The mysterious space tremor was caused by the violent vibration in the space due to the excessive imbalance of the mysterious factor fluctuations. The few people were no longer rookies who were confused when facing the mysterious phenomenon. They all realized clearly that along with the roar, there would be a shock wave that would cause great damage to the mysterious existence, including the psychics.
"This is bad—"
Sanfu's voice stopped abruptly, and its already flimsy figure was instantly defeated by the rapidly spreading mysterious wave and scattered in all directions.
Its appearance this time was originally to force the descendants of Old Man Chu to wake up from hibernation. Its body is very fragile, and a tiny attack can break up its condensed body, not to mention the mysterious waves caused by the vibration of the mysterious space.
Fortunately, the message has been passed on, and these guys should try their best to leave before the real danger comes.
After all, who wouldn’t think about saving their life first?
Sanfu, with a vague worry in his heart, set a goal and then left unwillingly.
Before the mysterious wave came, the water around Chu Zhongyuan lit up. Without time to recall the past, he looked out the window of the storage room and carried out the first multi-person transfer, taking everyone to the snow outside the large flat.
The cold wind seemed to know that danger was coming and blew even harder.
[“The Master said: Do not impose on others what you do not want others to impose on you.”]
Zheng Qiuji's voice rang out almost at the same time, and the damage from the outside world to the few people was instantly received on the snow-covered ground. Gu Qingming put up a wind wall as the last barrier, trying to resist part of the impact of the fierce mysterious wave, but even so, they were not sure whether they could survive under such a terrifying mysterious wave.
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