Chapter 9 Blood Moon Secret Realm (Part 4) Have we met before? ...
The scene was completely silent.
There were also people from the Southern Yue region present. Tens of thousands of years ago, they were also people ruled by Zhu Ze. However, upon hearing that Zhu Ze might be resurrected, they all turned pale. Although their bloodline was closer to Zhu Ze's, nearly ten thousand years had passed, and no one could be sure whether Zhu Ze would throw them to the demon army for a feast if he were to be resurrected.
"Zhu Ze's physical body was destroyed, but his demonic bones remained immortal and lurked in the world. For thousands of years, they have been watching from the shadows, waiting to find the next demon lord with whom they can perfectly merge."
"There is a faceless goddess statue at the border of Xiliang and Beiyong." The storyteller took a sip of tea and continued, "Every ten years, the ruler of Xiliang would lead the Wushan people, who possess the power of repair, to worship in front of the goddess statue, hoping that the goddess would be reborn among her people. It is said that all things are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining, and the goddess and the demon are no exception."
That's right. Shi Xianxue leaned lazily against the railing. The matter of the demonic bone was an old story and not exactly a secret. As for the goddess of the Wushan tribe, in fact, there had been goddesses born in the past ten thousand years. But how could those demons allow their mortal enemies to be born first? So they attacked openly and secretly, striking first before the goddesses could awaken.
The guests were annoyed that they had to be given a pessimistic theory about the possible end of the world while they were out having fun, so they clamored for him to tell a different story, such as the Blood Moon Secret Realm that was currently the most popular topic.
Blood Moon Secret Realm?
In the second-floor corridor, several teenagers were playing and laughing. A person dressed in a light blue flowing robe was slowly climbing the stairs. The person at the front had a square face and carried a wooden box as tall as a person. A red robe flowed out from behind him, like a phoenix flower hidden in a green bush.
Shi Xianxue leaned forward, trying to hear more clearly.
Unexpectedly, the children ran up to her with small wooden swords in the blink of an eye. With a sudden impact, Shi Xianxue was knocked off her feet and nearly fell to the side.
The boy at the back of the crowd kindly helped her.
"Be careful, young lady."
Shi Xianxue grabbed the handrails on both sides to steady herself. Just as she was about to thank them, she unexpectedly met a pair of clear, starry eyes. The eyelashes were soft, black, thick, and long, like upturned arcs. The pupils were larger than normal, and the eyes were well-shaped, making them look innocent and clean.
He carried a long sword on his back, with a crescent moon shaped like a silver hook engraved on the hilt, and the character "霄" embroidered in silver thread on his shoulder.
Shi Xianxue slowly looked back and met his gaze.
Both of them were taken aback.
The air around them seemed to freeze, and for a moment, the entire hall was so quiet that it felt as if only the two of them remained.
Shi Xianxue stared into his eyes: "Have we known each other before?"
System: What an outdated way to start a conversation.
It is extremely impolite to stare directly at a girl you have never met before.
Zhou Zheyue loosened her grip somewhat awkwardly, avoiding eye contact: "I have never seen you before, young lady."
The two blocked the stairwell. Seeing that the line was about to move away, Zhou Zheyue couldn't help but get anxious. "Miss, could you please move aside?"
Shi Xianxue glanced back, swayed slightly, and just as Zhou Zheyue thought she was about to step aside, the girl suddenly braced herself on the railing with both hands, and leaned in like a rogue: "Are you a disciple of the Nine Heavens Immortal Mansion? What's your name?"
Whether they looked familiar or not was secondary. The main reason Linglong went to the Nine Heavens Immortal Mansion was that she remembered that Fu Liuwan, who ranked second only to her on the list of female supporting characters in the book, came from the Nine Heavens Immortal Mansion. Also, didn't the original novel say that they only met in Jiuyi City? How come they bumped into each other in Ziwei City?
A group of people were blocking their way, impatiently urging them on. His senior sisters hadn't even noticed that he had fallen behind. They had already followed the waiter into a room. Zhou Zheyue hadn't expected that he had kindly helped a female hooligan. He was the youngest in the sect, mild-mannered, and never got into conflicts with anyone.
Although I'm in a hurry right now, I'm still being honest and obedient.
"My name is Zheyue, which means 'the moon that is turned upside down'."
The sky outside was completely dark, and leaden clouds obscured the full moon. Colorful lanterns hung from the eaves on both sides of the street. As Shi Xianxue let go, a scream erupted from the Moonlit Pavilion across the street. Three spiritual waves mixed with demonic power shot straight into the sky, and people scattered and fled in disheveled clothes. Immediately afterwards, the wailing of the waiter echoed from the teahouse.
My window!
Someone broke through the window and rushed towards Yuehuaqing.
"Senior brothers and sisters!" Zhou Zheyue called out urgently, chasing after the figure as she broke through the window and flew into the moonlit night.
It seems that the Nine-Tailed Fox is indeed in the Moonlit Garden.
Shi Xianxue naturally didn't have the courage to jump from the second floor. She lifted her ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) and ran down the stairs. Just as she stepped out the door, she saw a fiery red figure fly out like a stray bullet, knocking over many stalls before soaring into the sky.
Two cyan sword shadows followed closely behind, whistling twice, their speed so fast that only afterimages remained.
Shi Xianxue ran forward two steps to follow.
Wait a minute!! Has nobody remembered that this little cutie is still here?!
She hurriedly opened the jade slip according to the method Song Qingshu had taught her, trying to contact the two of them: "Hello? Sister Qingshu, can you hear me?"
Her response was a bold, resounding wind.
Shi Xianxue: ...This jade slip seems pretty useless.
She reluctantly put away the jade slip and began searching for a reliable means of transportation.
Just as she was considering whether to hire a carriage, the gilded plaque behind her crashed to the ground and shattered into pieces. Everyone scattered in panic, dust billowing everywhere. A slender figure walked out of the main gate at a leisurely pace and summoned a wooden crane from a bulging black bag at his waist.
In the blink of an eye, the fist-sized wooden crane transformed into a mount that could accommodate two or three people, and the wind generated by its flapping wings was enough to overturn the stalls on both sides of the street.
With an indifferent expression on his face, Wu Xiutang sat down, lifting his robe, and was about to leave when two small, white hands reached up from below and grabbed the bells tied around the crane's neck.
Wu Xiutang looked up and, as expected, met an annoying face.
Shi Xianxue lifted her leg to climb up, and said with emotion, "Xiao Wu, I knew you wouldn't abandon me."
I almost forgot about her.
Without Song Qingshu and the others, Wu Xiutang no longer pretended to be kind and easy to talk to. His eyes were cold, even colder than the night, and he looked down at her with a condescending gaze, "Are you going to get down here yourself, or do you want me to kick you down?"
Shi Xianxue paused.
Seriously? What time is it? He's still holding a grudge like this? The important things are at stake! If we don't chase after him now, will he even be able to catch up?
"Little Wu, don't be so heartless."
Wu Xiutang raised his arm, and Shi Xianxue decisively let go.
The crane's wings flapped, creating a hurricane. Shi Xianxue was blinded by the dust in the wind and took two steps back. She heard Wu Xiutang's chilling voice crash down like dark ice.
"You'd better run far away. If I see you again, I'll snap your head off."
After Wu Xiutang left, several figures in blue robes followed him. Upon seeing the familiar figure, Shi Xianxue's eyes lit up, and she grabbed the trembling boy who was about to fly on his sword.
"A month of twists and turns!"
She nearly pulled the boy off the sword.
He said with some helplessness, "Miss, we are catching demons."
“I know, my name is Shi Xianxue. The two in the blue clothes at the front are my friends. We are from the Qingyun Sect.” Shi Xianxue jumped up familiarly. The crystal bracelet chain had somehow turned into a necklace around her neck. She didn’t care about that and tugged at his sleeve, pleading, “Please give me a ride, please.”
Zhou Zheyue couldn't very well push her off; he wasn't very skilled at sword control, and if they delayed any longer, they might really get separated from their senior brothers and sisters. So he had no choice but to carry her along, swaying as he rode his sword to catch up.
A moment later, the two found themselves lost in a remote village.
The two of them fell flat on their faces, which made Zhou Zheyue a little embarrassed, and she gripped her sword tightly in her hand.
Shi Xianxue patted the dust off her thighs. Seeing his somewhat embarrassed expression, she kindly said, "You've only just learned the sword control technique and you can already carry people through the air. That's quite impressive."
Zhou Zheyue's face turned red with embarrassment, which was particularly noticeable in the darkness. He couldn't tell whether Shi Xianxue was really praising him or insulting him, but he thought it was probably the latter. So he said shamefully, "I'm sorry, I'm not very talented. Actually, I've been learning this sword control technique for several years."
Shi Xianxue nodded in deep agreement: "That does sound low."
Zhou Zheyue's words stuck in his throat. He glanced at Shi Xianxue, never expecting that she would be so disrespectful even when riding on someone else's sword.
In the Nine Heavens Immortal Palace, because he was Zhou Xianzun's mortal nephew, no matter how bad he was, how terrible his mechanical and sword skills were, or how much trouble he caused, he always heard nothing but praise. No one blamed him. Thanks to his uncle, he had a smooth life all these years, and his senior brothers and sisters were very considerate of his feelings.
However, the girl in front of him was clearly different.
“But it’s okay. As the saying goes, everyone has their own unique talents.” Shi Xianxue gently patted his shoulder, which trembled as if he couldn’t hold back his laughter. “But we weren’t born that way. We were born of our mothers, so it doesn’t matter if we become useless, hahaha.”
System: What a lame joke.
Zhou Zheyue couldn't understand what she was saying, but it was the first time someone had called him a good-for-nothing to his face. He found it inexplicably funny, especially since her smile was so infectious, with her eyelashes curving like a clear, shallow moon. This made Zhou Zheyue feel much more relaxed.
Two shallow dimples appeared at the corners of Zhou Zheyue's mouth as she smiled along with her.
After they had finished laughing, they finally remembered their real business of exorcising the demon.
The night was desolate and cold. The sky was pitch black with no moonlight. The village was eerily quiet. There was no sound of insects or birds chirping, and not a single light could be seen. It seemed as if there was no living person except for them.
As they approached a well, a thick white fog suddenly billowed out from directly in front of them. The rising fog resembled a ferocious beast, and upon sensing the presence of living people, it began to weave its web towards them.
The two of them froze in place, not daring to move forward even half a step.
Shi Xianxue has watched too many horror movies, and even just imagining them terrifies her.
"There might be man-eating monsters in that thick fog, right? Why don't you go and check it out first?" She nudged Zhou Zheyue.
Zhou Zheyue was frightened. He took two steps forward, then ran back, trembling, clutching his sword. His face was red, and his eyes were filled with fear, but his attitude was sincere: "Xiaoxue, let's go together. I'm a little scared."
So Zhou Zheyue was in front, and Shi Xianxue was behind, the two of them closely following each other as they moved forward step by step.
Suddenly, a strange wind arose, and the thick fog spread even further, quickly approaching the two of them. Zhou Zheyue could not see anything clearly; the fog almost completely blocked his vision, and this feeling of being swallowed by the fog was very unpleasant.
He tightened his grip on the sword.
Seeing that there was no sound behind him, he thought Shi Xianxue was frightened. He turned around and was about to say a few words of comfort when a fox face that had been dissolved suddenly appeared in front of him, magnified several times.
He gasped, tripped over his own feet, and fell into the well with a thud.
Shi Xianxue didn't know what he had seen that made him look so terrified and fall into the well, but she soon found out.
She readily lifted her skirt, saying, "No need for you to do it, I can do it myself."
After saying that, he pinched his nose and jumped down.
The thick fog quickly engulfed the entire village, and the nine-tailed fox's mutilated face was reflected on the water. Directly above the fox's face, the dark clouds dispersed, revealing a blood-red moon.
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