We arrived in town at three o'clock in the afternoon. It was snowing lightly, and there were quite a few people on the streets, especially children.
Arriving at the farmers' market, he stood outside, holding a black umbrella. His attire was quite eye-catching. There were many cars in the town, and many tourists were also around.
"It snows every year in this southern place. Yunnan has such good weather, but it snows every year only in the towns near the Ailao Mountains in the south. It's really strange."
"Of course, I saw it online and came here specifically to visit."
"Hey! Brother, it's almost Chinese New Year, what brings you here?"
The three of them were talking in the noodle shop next door.
However, his eyes were intentionally or unintentionally glancing at the place where Shangguan Wenyan was.
"Hey! Handsome, what do you want?"
The owner was a capable woman who looked to be in her thirties. Her hair was wrapped in a handkerchief, and she was wearing an apron. She was feeding some chicks and ducklings.
Give me five chicks and ducklings.
"Okay, do you want the big one or the small one?"
Shangguan Wenyan pondered for a moment, "Give it to the little one, the one that can eat."
"Alright! Do you want a cage?"
"want."
The woman quickly packed it up for him. "That'll be fifty yuan in total. Will you pay with WeChat or cash?"
Shangguan Wenyan took out his phone, which he hadn't used in a long time, to pay the bill. The tall man easily carried the cage out of the farmers' market.
"Big brother, are you keeping up?"
"and."
"Third brother, use the starving ghost you created to trap him later."
"Brother, don't worry, I will definitely catch him."
So the three of them followed Shangguan Wenyan furtively, but soon they realized something was wrong; they had to run to keep up with him.
Once we left the town and entered a dense forest, we realized that there were just so many people!
"Brother, they're all seeking revenge against the Gu Daoist."
The man was taken aback. Seeking revenge? Could it be like them?
There were all sorts of people, dressed in all sorts of strange clothes, with a lot of ethnic minorities.
So, out of curiosity, he asked a masked man wearing only a thin shirt in the cold weather, "Brother, which gang are you from?"
The masked man looked up at him and said, "Dao? We are from a Miao village in western Hunan."
"What? Xiangxi? That's quite far!"
"Are you here to seek revenge against the Gu Daoist?" the man asked softly.
"Seeking revenge?" The masked man glanced at him and shook his head. "It's not about seeking revenge; it's about joining this Miao village in the mountains."
"Oh...so you're here to join...ah? Wait, join..." His expression changed. Oh no, could this mean he'd end up with the Gu Daoist for a while?
Oh no, we have to notify the third brother immediately. We absolutely cannot make a move now.
Before he could act, another group of people quietly emerged from the grass.
"Boss, it's a heretical and evil sect of Taoism."
Today, everyone received news that the Gu Daoist was going to appear in town, and all sorts of people have come out to speak.
Some had a blood feud with the Gu Daoist, some wanted to join the organization, and others wanted to become the Gu Daoist's apprentice.
But no one dared to go up Ailao Mountain alone, except for the three brave men from the Ma family, who went in without hesitation.
Shangguan Wenyan carried the cage, his eyes filled with a cold glint. This thing was courting death; his time was precious.
"Gu Daoist, take this!"
An obese man suddenly released his vengeful ghost, a pitch-black, starving ghost.
"Damn it!" the man cursed, covering his face. This third brother was really stubborn; couldn't he read the situation at a time like this?
"Big brother, why did the third brother go up?"
"You're asking me? How would I know?"
"Hahaha... This is the culmination of my decades of meticulous crafting. How about it? Powerful, right? Tremble! Ah Qiang, charge!"
Shangguan Wenyan: "……………………"
Looking at this starving ghost, he was too embarrassed to even lay a hand on him.
Ah Qiang was so thin that he looked like a bamboo pole that had been blown by the wind for a long time, and he walked unsteadily.
He hadn't had a proper meal in ages; the hunger in his stomach was like a horde of frantic little monsters wreaking havoc, and he felt like he was about to turn into a starving ghost. (He already was a starving ghost.)
Ah Qiang's eyes gleamed with an intense longing for food. The way he looked at Shangguan Wenyan was like a wolf that had been starving for half its life seeing a plump lamb.
His steps were unsteady, each step as if he were floating on clouds, and he might collapse to the ground at any moment due to hunger.
Before he could even stagger to Shangguan Wenyan's side, he collapsed to the ground, too weak from hunger to walk.
All the onlookers: "………………………"
The second brother looked at him with a pained expression and said to his eldest brother, "The third brother has had a tough time these past few decades..."
man:"……………………"
"A-Qiang? What's wrong with you? Get up, get up and kill him!" The third brother was anxious! What's wrong with A-Qiang? He's been refining for decades, he shouldn't be so weak.
Shangguan Wenyan looked at the clown with cold eyes, then glanced at the starving ghost, whose body suddenly twitched.
Although he had been refining hungry ghosts for over a decade, the third brother was also an extremely stingy master.
He was extremely harsh on the starving ghosts, often making them suffer from hunger. Without energy to replenish, how could they increase their cultivation?
When Ah-Qiang was alive, he suffered from prolonged hunger, resulting in a emaciated body that resembled a starving ghost.
After dying and going without food for several days in a row, Ah Qiang's resentment grew wildly like weeds.
His pupils instantly turned black, his hungry eyes were bloodshot, and they gleamed with a mad light in the white light.
His withered body seemed to be driven by an invisible force, slowly walking towards where the third brother was.
When he got close to the third brother and saw his fat body, A-Qiang's anger flared up instantly.
He approached step by step, and the even breathing of the third brother filled the air with white vapor, making A-Qiang unable to suppress his hunger any longer.
Unable to suppress his inner impulse any longer, he lunged at the third brother, grabbing his neck with both hands like eagle claws.
The third brother was completely unprepared for this sudden change.
His face was filled with disbelief, his eyes wide with terror, but he couldn't break free from Ah Qiang's hands, which were bursting with astonishing strength due to hunger.
Ah Qiang let out a muffled roar: "You didn't give me any food, you're so heartless!" The third brother struggled desperately, but to no avail.
Ultimately, due to A-Qiang's frantic actions, Lao San stopped breathing.
At this moment, A-Qiang was a starving ghost who had lost his mind. His face showed no fear or regret, only an extreme desire for food and survival.
Seeing that the third brother had died, the two men turned pale. The third brother was dead just like that, and even the Gu Daoist hadn't made a move.
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