002. Encounter with evil
Just after the Dragon Boat Festival, it was the rainy season. With heavy wind, rain, thunder and lightning, the thick fog that had surrounded the courtyard for three days finally dissipated, and was replaced by silver lines of rain and fog.
A man was staggering along the muddy mountain road. It was Qingling who had been trapped in the courtyard for three days.
His clothes were soaked and covered with rain and mud. The rugged mountain path was even more difficult to walk on in the rainy night, but Qingling did not dare to stop for a moment. He walked forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow, holding onto the mountain wall. After nearly falling again, he wiped the rain off his face and looked at the winding path shrouded in darkness with no end in sight.
There is still some time before dawn.
The mountain breeze blew, Qingling was already weak, and now he felt even colder than before, but when he thought of the evil spirit humiliating him in every way, unspeakable fear and humiliation seeped out from the cracks in his bones, and his tired brows once again became firm.
“Can’t stop.”
Qingling murmured as he looked at the muddy mountain road. No matter whether there was a way out ahead or not, he would struggle with all his might and would never stay in that small courtyard and be killed.
Just as they were about to reach the corner of the mountain road, a loud and surprised shout suddenly rang out amid the sound of wind and rain: "Master!"
Qing Ling paused because of the familiar voice, looked up, and saw a thin figure appearing from behind the corner and waving at him.
"Master! Here! You finally come out of the yard!"
"A Yuan?" Qingling was stunned. After Yu Bo passed away, the master sent a servant named A Yuan, who was a few years older than Qingling. He was efficient and talkative. However, the courtyard was shrouded in fog for the past three days and A Yuan disappeared.
"It's me, it's me, Master!" Yuan also held onto the cliff, muttering, "I'm finally able to see you. I've been so worried about you these past few days. The damn fog won't dissipate. Master, don't just stand there like an idiot. Let's go!"
A Yuan's tone was no different from usual. Qing Ling, who was still hesitant, breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward.
Suddenly, blue and purple lightning flashed across the sky, followed by thunder, and the mountain road was suddenly as bright as day.
In the flash of light, Qingling suddenly froze in place. He saw that A Yuan's usually thin and dark face had an extremely strange and eerie smile, and a blue-gray deathly aura lingered. The most terrifying thing was that the face had begun to rot, and it was clearly not what a living person should look like. But this man was still waving at him, and the "young master" he called also became cold and strange at this moment.
Qing Ling suppressed his fear and for a moment it became difficult to move forward or backward. No matter what that thing in front of him was, it was definitely not A Yuan, the servant who served him. Especially since there was no telling when the evil spirit behind him would catch up.
“Master, why don’t you come over?” The strange A Yuan’s voice became shrill and his tone became more impatient, and finally turned into a hoarse roar, “Come over here, Master, hurry up! Hurry up!!! Why don’t you come over?!”
"Why!!??"
The roar gradually became strange and eerie, echoing continuously in the empty valley.
Qing Ling clenched his hands and took a step back unconsciously. Just as he was about to turn around, a warm air current suddenly pressed against his waist, stopping him from retreating.
"Don't move, benefactor!"
When the loud shout was heard, Qingling's mind was suddenly shaken, and his vision seemed to be blurred as if covered by fog, but then gradually became clear. After seeing clearly where he was, he took a few steps forward in horror.
He was not on the mountain road just now at all, but standing at the corner where A Yuan was, with a bottomless abyss behind him!
how so! ? Qingling took a step forward, but he couldn't remember when he was standing here, and A Yuan was nowhere to be seen. He looked up and saw a man wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat walking slowly on the mountain road.
"You..." Qing Ling's voice was so hoarse that he could hardly speak, but he found that under the straw raincoat of the man approaching him was a gray monk's robe.
When he was young, he once saw an ascetic monk passing through the mountains. The monk was dressed similarly, but this monk was very young, with a firm face and eyebrows. He did not look merciful but rather had the look of a furious Vajra.
"I am Miaoyuan." Miaoyuan held the rosary in his hand and performed a Buddhist salute, but then frowned.
He had never seen such a ferocious and evil aura on a living person, and there was even a hint of scarlet murderous aura entangled in it. However, although the young man showed a look of fear on his face, his eyebrows and eyes were clear, and he did not look like a very evil person. He was a little confused for a moment.
Qing Ling naturally had no idea what he was thinking. He was just thankful that he had finally seen a living person. He walked forward a few steps in a panic and leaned against the mountain wall. He took a breath in the heavy rain before asking, "I'm Qing Ling. Thank you Master Miao Yuan for saving my life just now, but that..."
"It's not a powerful thing." Miao Yuan shook his head. "It's just a ghost that hasn't even passed the seventh day of death. Fortunately, it hasn't killed any mortals yet."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to the bottom of the valley, and a ray of faint light was sucked into the rosary.
Qing Ling had understood, and after a moment of confusion, he said with difficulty: "He is... at the bottom of the mountain?"
"The person who died suddenly has a lot of resentment. I will chant sutras to help him to be reborn." Miao Yuan was very calm about life and death. "Do you recognize this ghost?"
Qing Ling thought of Yuan's ferocious appearance just now. He thought it was some evil spirit, but he didn't expect it to be Yuan's ghost. However, Yuan was such an honest and simple person, so after a moment of silence, he said: "He is here with me, he is my servant, but why...?"
Miao Yuan looked as if he was not surprised. "The dead are not alive after all. If they refuse to enter the cycle of reincarnation, they are evil spirits. What happened in life has nothing to do with the afterlife. It is not suitable to stay here for long. You can follow this road. When I entered the mountain the other day, I saw someone wandering at the foot of the mountain. It seemed that he was from the Qing family in the city. I think he came here for you."
Qing Ling was startled. He didn't expect that someone would come to see him outside, but he quickly reacted, "Master Miaoyuan won't come out?"
Miao Yuan put his hands together and bowed again, "This mountain is evil, something extraordinary must have come out of the world, I came here for this very reason, you should go back with your family as soon as possible."
After saying that, he glanced at Qing Ling meaningfully, "Your fate is special, and you have been infected with evil spirits in the mountains. I can't see any clues for the time being, but I am worried that you will not be at peace in the future. After I have saved the evil spirits in the mountains, I will go to find you. During this period of time, you'd better not go out as much as possible."
After Miao Yuan finished speaking, he walked towards the mountains.
Qing Ling wiped the rain off his face again. After the series of shocking incidents, he smiled bitterly inwardly, thinking that his face now was probably not much better than the evil spirit's.
He looked down at his pale palms.
Contaminated by the evil spirit in the mountains?
He didn't want to think about how he got infected with the evil spirit at all. He just hoped that Master Miaoyuan could really get rid of the evil things in the mountain.
Before leaving, he looked down into the bottomless valley. Only three days after they separated, A Yuan had died in the valley. It had even transformed into an evil creature that nearly killed him. He just didn't know whether A Yuan was also killed by the evil creature.
Things changed too fast. Qingling had lived in the mountains since he was a child and had little contact with people. Everything happened suddenly. He couldn't tell what he was feeling for a while. Knowing that A Yuan's ghost was gone, he could only say quietly: "Rest in peace."
Then continue walking towards the mountain road.
Even though he didn't know what the scene was like outside the mountain, he couldn't just stay in this isolated place and wait to die. He had to survive.
For a long time, the valley was filled with gloomy energy, and small and noisy voices gradually emerged. Although they were human voices, they were treacherous and strange.
"He's gone. He's gone."
"Let's go. What a pity! What a pity!"
"Yeah, this is a rare opportunity, what a pity."
"The monk came into the mountains and ruined our business. Hehe, he is dead for sure."
"Yes, the one in the mountain is not easy to deal with. He is dead!"
Countless evil laughs and the sound of rain echoed in the empty valley. The rainstorm stopped suddenly at this moment, and a ray of moonlight leaked out between the dark clouds. At the same time, an even more ferocious and cold evil spirit spread out in an extremely domineering manner, as if the valley was suddenly silent.
Miao Yuan, who was walking towards Zhanlong Mountain, suddenly stopped. He inexplicably sensed a familiar breath in this astonishingly fierce atmosphere, so an expression of surprise emerged in his always calm expression, and then he suddenly turned around.
"He...that young man." Miao Yuan was shocked to realize something had happened.
"Oh."
A faint cold snort sounded between heaven and earth, followed by a low, mocking sneer.
"have a finger in the pie."
When the echo disappeared, the murderous aura also vanished in an instant. Miao Yuan's heart was shaken, and a drop of cold sweat rolled down the tip of his nose, reflecting the desolate moonlight and blending into the damp earth.
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