Chapter 47 Nezha, hurry up and come!
The sound of the tapping is loud and crisp, but after listening to it too much, it becomes like a whisper. It is clearly a sentence made up of multiple taps, yet it seems as if each tap is a sentence.
Give it back, give the jar back.
The repeated sentences, from left to right, are ubiquitous.
With each shake, the bronze-masked man would move down an inch using all four limbs.
More than spiders, they are like webs spun out by spiders.
What is this? A demon? A ghost?
Pingyu is unable to understand the other person through physical sensations.
When she encountered ghosts, her entire body would break out in goosebumps, and a feeling of dizziness and lightheadedness would radiate from between her brows to her entire head. It was difficult for an ordinary human limb to contort to such an extent; in terms of stretching, it was no different from a stretched-out sheepskin. The protective bell given to her by the Taoist priest was lost in Cihang Dock, making it impossible to distinguish whether the other party was human or not by the degree of heat.
And we don't know the details about these things...
The Universe Ring stood beside Nezha, poised to strike.
There were too many beings wearing bronze masks, so they had to split into two groups.
Pingyu discerned the personnel allocation on their side:
She and her mother, Nezha and his father.
This won't do; it's unbalanced.
She thought her health was too poor to escape with her mother.
boom!
The Qiankun Ring, carrying spiritual energy, struck upwards, but the bronze masks leaned together to form a wall to block it.
The tremors and long cries damaged the surrounding vegetation, but only for a brief moment was enough to bring the other side to a stop.
Lin Dong and Xue Yue'e were pushed out by the two children.
The two looked at each other in surprise, and by the time they realized what was happening, they had already switched hands and were holding each other's hands.
"Nezha, I'm entrusting my mother to you!"
Ping shouted, and Lin Dong picked him up in one go.
"I'll come find you later."
The boy was with the woman.
As the four people's feet took their first step, the bronze wall on the tree suddenly disintegrated.
Nezha quickly disappeared into the night, and it was unknown what his current situation was. Lin Dong, on the other hand, had rarely experienced such exertion since he started his business, and he was already feeling exhausted after only a few steps.
It was too dark, and they struggled to move forward without any lighting.
Finally, Lin Dong stumbled because of a stone under his feet.
Ping Yu nervously gripped his sword finger, fearing that the being behind him would take the opportunity to catch up.
But no.
The bronze masks, gleaming with an eerie light, also slowed down somewhat.
Lin Dongping and Yu Yu both stopped at the same time. As the father and daughter looked at each other, they saw the confusion in each other's eyes: What's going on?
Based on the route of their movement, Ping Yu made a discovery. These masked figures seemed to be chasing them in a predetermined direction, and if Lin Dong's running deviated from the path, one or two of them would cut off his escape route. Thinking about it this way, even under the influence of adrenaline, how could a middle-aged, overweight man with a child possibly outrun these monstrous creatures?
All signs indicate that these people likely have no intention of killing them in the short term.
The masked men are to lead them to a certain place.
Lin Dong wasn't stupid; he had built his business to such a large scale. He and his daughter both realized this at the same time, and simply collapsed to the ground, refusing to get up.
Pingyu: ......
"Dad, aren't you being a little too blatant?"
Even if you understand what someone is thinking, don't act like that!
Lin Dong shook his head, speaking with conviction: "Daughter, let me tell you. When you encounter a situation where the other party is unable to kill you for various reasons, and since the difference in strength is already quite large, we might as well just follow their bottom line."
"Really?" Although it made sense, Ping Yu looked at the slowly approaching bronze mask and said, "Something feels off..."
Soon, they were surrounded by bronze masks.
Pingyu roughly counted them and found there were eight.
Their figures varied in height, some even appearing somewhat thin and hunched over. Just as they expected, these people made no other movements, but instead stared at them with their oily green eyes.
Eight faces, sixteen pairs of eyes.
They were surrounded like will-o'-the-wisps, their gazes fixed on them without blinking.
The feeling that he could only see the same face from any angle gave Ping Yu a chill down his spine.
She leaned close to Lin Dong's ear, who was holding her tightly, and whispered, "Dad, how about we don't run away anymore?"
Since Nezha will come looking for us no matter what, and whether we chase him or not, we'll end up on the same path anyway, so we might as well make things easier for ourselves.
Lin Dong nodded repeatedly, seemingly agreeing: "Alright!"
Father and daughter team, let's open for business!
The two of them stood up slowly, like salted fish. Although the masks couldn't reveal their expressions, Ping Yu could sense a hint of speechlessness in their voices.
At his daughter's request, Lin Dong put the person down, then flicked his robes and said, "Gentlemen, lead the way."
His boundless enthusiasm was shattered in the next second by the masked man who could no longer tolerate it.
Pingyu looked at his father rubbing his bottom, covered his face and shook his head.
This is really frustrating!
The escape turned into an escort mission, and the two were led forward a distance by the masked figures.
After walking a few steps, the familiar ailanthus tree reappeared before my eyes.
It turns out they had been chased in circles, but eventually ended up back under this Chinese toon tree.
Um?
While fixing his hair, Pingyu removed a small bead from the hairpin and held it in his hand.
The masked people ignored them, leaving two people behind to guard them, while the rest of them rushed to the ailanthus tree.
Hands clasped together, long arms forming a loop that locked the entire tree trunk. The tree seemed to be drawing nourishment from the arms, its veins transforming into transport tubes on the skin, constantly wriggling towards the trunk. They squatted down together, their heads swaying as they exchanged information, almost becoming afterimages.
Let's talk about long and complex sentences.
She was about to laugh, but the scene before her eyes suddenly caught in her throat.
The veins and muscles bulged together, and the ground seemed to crack beneath their feet due to the terrifying gravity. Sand, soil, stones, and fine, hairy vegetation all cascaded down from the trees. The shade on the ground began to shift, and the moonlight from the horizon provided illumination.
The tree was uprooted.
Pingyu was picked up by Lin Dong again.
The man whispered, "Daughter, if anything happens in a moment, I'll throw you out. Just run and don't look back."
The "father" atmosphere was broken, and Ping Yu said helplessly, "There's no escaping it..."
"That's true." Lin Dong sighed, "Then let's be father and daughter again in our next life."
If Pingyu hadn't seen his father's trembling arm, he might have really thought that his father was that careless.
She reached out and touched the other person's hair.
"It's alright," Pingyu said. "We haven't done enough in this life yet, so we won't have a chance in the next."
Lin Dong had no idea what Pingyu had learned from Nezha. In his heart, his daughter was still that fragile little flower in the family temple, unable to withstand the storms of life. He let his daughter stroke his hair, then carried her and followed the masked man.
After the tree was uprooted, a passage was revealed.
Ping Yu dared not even estimate the immense strength required to uproot such a towering ancient tree. It wasn't until she approached the passage that she looked up. The tree was hollow inside; it was merely an empty shell. This eased her unease somewhat. Even if the tree was just an empty shell, its weight was not to be underestimated. But the difference in weight between a solid tree and an empty shell was still considerable.
Before going inside completely, Pingyu threw away the pearl in his hand.
Nezha, come quickly...
Looking out one last time, my vision was completely swallowed up by the closed ailanthus tree.
It was brighter under the tree than outside, and the walls on both sides were made of copper frames. In the shelves, a lamp and a ceramic pot were neatly arranged.
The tree was closed, and the aftershocks of the tremor caused a clay pot to fall as it shook.
The crisp sound of shattering echoed in the room, drawing Ping Yu and Lin Dong's attention. The mouth of the jar was broken into pieces, irregularly fragmented.
Inside, a few strands of jet-black hair peeked out. As the masked man picked up the item, the jar shattered even more completely. Its contents spilled out, rolling on the floor tiles…
Wheel. Wheel.
It is not a perfect sphere; the edges are rugged, and the hair is sparse.
Wheel.
It rolled down and came to rest on Li Pingyu's toes.
Face up, looking directly at the girl.
It has a nose and eyes, and is covered with brown spots.
Pingyu's mind went blank, but two things remained unforgotten despite the shock:
1. The jar contained the old man's head.
two………
There were several shadows of varying heights on the cabinet wall, corresponding to the number of creatures that moved around here.
The demons were half-dead, the monsters were not human, and the ghosts were completely dead; none of them had any shadows.
Therefore, these masked beings are living people.
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