Few households in the village hang lanterns at night, and with the intrusion of outsiders in the past two days, every household has long since closed its doors.
She traveled all the way to the river without encountering any villagers, but she did meet two patrol teams. They saw her but didn't ask her any questions.
The only lantern shone on the riverbank, making the entire river appear dark and mysterious.
The night wind brought a chilling sense of dread.
Lian'er couldn't help but rub her arms.
"Miss, are you cold? You should have put on a cloak when you went out. It was my carelessness."
Jiang Qingwan didn't speak, her eyes fixed on the entire river.
The riverbanks are not very wide, but the river embankment stretches for a very long time.
This feng shui arrangement possesses a fierce, ruthless energy, like a knife cutting through flesh.
She remembered the man in the Taoist robe.
A feng shui master who can raise corpse fire worms and use corpse poison in hidden weapons is no different from an evil cultivator.
However, the fact that Xiao Hong could enter the river to catch fish meant that there were no rotting corpses or corpse odor in the river, which saved her the trouble of checking again.
"Lian'er, put down the lantern and step back ten paces."
"yes!"
Lian'er didn't dare to ask any more questions. She stuck the bamboo pole of the lantern into the soft ground and then retreated.
There were no weeds around the river, and she could clearly see Jiang Qingwan's figure. After taking ten steps back, she wondered if it was just her imagination, but she felt that the night breeze was incredibly refreshing and no longer cold.
Jiang Qingwan stood alone on the riverbank, concentrating on preparing for battle.
Meanwhile, in Xiao Ran's courtyard, a man in a Taoist robe was also starting a battle.
On the yellow octagonal cloth, the heads of live birds were placed in each of the four directions.
He had just burned incense and was walking quickly around the Bagua cloth with a peach wood sword stuck in it and talisman paper.
With the sound of him muttering incantations.
A bright flame suddenly appeared in the very center of the Bagua cloth.
The flames were bright white, and it seemed as if a figure was moving about, stretching out its limbs, and staggering as if it were trying to walk out of the flames.
But for some reason, I just couldn't succeed. It was as if something was pulling at me in the open flame.
The man in the Taoist robe shouted angrily, stomped his foot hard, and exerted force again.
The figure in the open flames was pulled so hard it was almost bent into a bow, but its head and feet remained trapped inside.
Xiao Rancuo, who was sitting in a rattan chair nearby, chuckled.
"Don't bother, you can't succeed."
It seems to be to confirm this statement.
The figure was torn apart, and the flames were extinguished instantly.
The man in the Taoist robe was forced back several steps by the backlash, his face filled with disbelief.
“This feng shui arrangement was set up by me by taking advantage of the terrain. Its light extends throughout the entire village and is nourished by all the living beings in the village. How could it be easily broken? I will try again.”
He is ready to fight again.
Xiao Rancuo, however, leisurely got up.
"Alright, it's almost time to leave. Let's pack up and get going."
The man in the Taoist robe was somewhat unwilling.
"Sir, I don't understand. Why didn't you kill those two people, but instead ordered our men to launch a night raid on the stronghold and abandon the place we've been developing for years?"
Xiao Rancuo was half a head taller than him, and his cold eyes swept over him indifferently.
"Dao San, how many years have you been following me?"
Dao San paused for a moment, then replied after a brief recollection, "Six years."
Xiao Rancuo slowly curled the corners of his lips into a smile.
"Six years is nothing. What I'm doing is none of your business."
The stern reprimand sent a chill down Dao San's spine, causing him to immediately kneel on the ground in fright.
"Your subordinate knows he was wrong."
Xiao Rancuo withdrew his gaze and looked up at the distant starry sky.
"A small, run-down village, a few hundred lives, what's there to regret? Hasn't that guy in the capital always wanted to make a big deal out of this? I just helped him bring it forward. Golden hook scimitar, remnants of the Sui Dynasty, humph, it's time for the Great Zhou to change its ways."
...
On the riverbank, a delicate shout rang out, "Activate the formation!"
A golden light spread across the river surface at an extremely fast speed, and complex runes moved within the formation like living things, eventually enveloping the entire river.
In Lian'er's eyes, the river was no different from what it had just looked like.
She couldn't see anything. Just as she came to her senses, she saw Jiang Qingwan swaying and stumbling as if she was about to fall into the river.
"Miss."
She was terrified and ran forward quickly.
Given the distance, she simply couldn't stop Jiang Qingwan in time.
I watched helplessly as she fell forward.
Just then, a gust of wind swept past her ears, and in the next instant, a figure appeared beside Jiang Qingwan, pulling her into his arms.
Who else could it be but Mo Yunhan?
Lian'er, still shaken, patted her chest and took a step back instead of moving forward.
The moonlight shone on Jiang Qingwan's pale face, where a fine layer of sweat glistened on her forehead.
She looked at Mo Yunhan, still feeling dizzy and weak.
What brings you here?
"If I don't come, you'll be feeding the fish." Mo Yunhan was both annoyed and distressed. "Do we have to rush things? Can't we rest for a night and do it tomorrow?"
Jiang Qingwan offered no explanation.
She raised her hand to push him away, trying to break free, but he only held her tighter.
A fierce, low growl came from above.
"If you want to go in and take a bath, I'll grant your wish and throw you far away."
Jiang Qingwan was too exhausted to argue with him, so she softly leaned against his chest.
"I'm tired, carry me back."
A fire burned within Mo Yunhan's chest, causing him unbearable pain.
But looking at the little woman in his arms, he had nowhere to vent his emotions.
Resigned, I picked the person up horizontally, but I was still very unhappy.
“We’re arguing, but you’re so good at giving orders.”
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