Chapter 220 Master?
A coat of pure white fur, each of which was like a thorn, and bright golden eyes that emitted a cold light in the darkness. It was truly a horror story for such a large white wolf to appear silently in front of people in the night. Zeng Zhiyang almost fainted when he saw this scene.
The entire Mozi Mountain is filled with evil spirits, and there is not even a single animal. The white wolf can live here probably because it has been invaded by the evil spirits and turned into a half-evil creature. In the past, they could have put up a fight, but now this team of them, with the old (Zhou Yannan), the disabled (bodyguards), and the injured (the three of them), can only wait to die.
Zeng Zhiyang had never missed his senior brother so much, but at this moment he could only look at Zhou Yannan, the only one who had no external injuries, "Fellow Daoist Zhou...are you okay?"
Zhou Yannan spoke weakly, "I'll lend a leg."
He didn't want to walk anyway.
Zeng Zhiyang was dumb, "... a fellow Taoist of great righteousness."
But that's not what he meant.
Fortunately, the white wolf stopped two meters away from them, then turned around and looked at them, as if waiting for them to follow.
The bodyguard hesitated and asked, "Is this white wolf... going to lead us down the mountain?"
"I know the way down the mountain." Zhou Yannan had been to Mozi Mountain many times, but this was the first time he saw the white wolf. He was more wary than trusting.
Seeing that they did not move, the white wolf stood there waiting for them. At this time, the seriously injured Bai Xianling slowly said, "The white wolf is injured."
It was too dark, and the white wolf's aura was very intimidating. This time, several people noticed that the white wolf's front legs seemed to be wrapped with a piece of navy blue cloth.
Zeng Zhiyang said excitedly, "This is the color of the Taoist robe. It must be my senior brother who asked this white wolf to come to us!"
After realizing this, several people followed the white wolf and walked forward. About an hour later, they saw Yan Zhishan, Rong Anzhou, the unconscious Qin Yuyan and one of her personal bodyguards in a forest near a small pond.
After some communication between the two sides, they learned that Yan Zhishan was the first person found by Bai Lang. After he healed Bai Lang's injuries, Bai Lang took the initiative to take him to find Rong Anzhou and Qin Yuyan.
At that time, Mount Mozi was shaking, and the two men happened to be climbing a cliff and fell from a height of ten meters. One of the bodyguards died on the spot, one was pierced through the chest by a tree branch when he fell and died on the spot, another bodyguard broke his leg, Rong Anzhou was pierced through the shoulder by a tree branch, and Qin Yuyan broke two ribs. When the three of them were lying there waiting to die, Yan Zhishan appeared.
Several people were inevitably excited after surviving the disaster, but Rong Anzhou stared at Bai Lang and said out of the blue, "If you can find my brother and my male sister-in-law, I will take care of your food for the rest of your life."
The white wolf looked at him for a while with its golden eyes, then lay down with its legs crossed, and licked the wound on its leg with its tongue from time to time.
Rong Anzhou was very disappointed and felt that he was a little crazy for actually relying on an animal.
He licked his cracked lips, took out his cracked cell phone from his bag, fiddled with it for a while but to no avail. He secretly decided that when he got out, he would ask his uncle to make him a cell phone that could be used as a brick.
Optical signals are useless. If they are broken, they are still garbage.
He continued to try to turn on the computer while cursing under his breath. The screen lit up slightly and it turned on.
He was stunned for a moment, then immediately looked at the signal bar. The next second, a call came in, as if the caller had been waiting for him to turn on his phone. The caller ID showed: Zhou Changming.
He pressed the answer button and said hoarsely, "Hello?"
I don't know what was said on the other end. He didn't say anything for a long time. He just held up his cell phone with his head slightly lowered. His messy hair covered his eyebrows and eyes. After a long time, he raised his head, let out a breath, and slowly curled up the corners of his mouth.
"Are you crying?" Qin Yuyan woke up without knowing why, and leaned against the tree trunk, looking at him indifferently.
Rong Anzhou glanced at her lazily and said, "I thought you were dead, and was just about to cry a little to show my respect."
Qin Yuyan tilted his head to look at the dark forest ahead. After a long silence, he spoke, "Why did you save me?"
When the mountain shook, she was at a higher place, and Rong Anzhou pulled her up when she fell, otherwise she would have been the one pierced through the heart by the branches.
"Do you think the Han family is as rich and heartless as your Qin family?" Rong Anzhou sneered, "Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. If you are successful, you can help the world. Our family tradition is very upright. I have been able to save people since I was ten years old."
Qin Yuyan's face turned pale, and he forced a smile, "You also know that if you are successful, you should help the world."
"I just like being a soldier, not because I can't get into college."
“…”
Qin Yuyan didn't listen to his rebuttal. She looked ahead calmly and asked, "Is Jiang Wu still alive?"
"Nonsense." Rong Anzhou sneered, "Do you think our family is born to love doing good deeds? We are accumulating virtue."
“…”
Qin Yuyan leaned against the tree trunk without saying a word. When Zhou Changming and his men came over, she had already fallen asleep. It was not known whether she was sleepy or in pain, and no one cared about her.
When Rong Anzhou saw Han Zhong, he rushed up to him, hugged him, and punched him twice on the back, calling him "Brother" and "Han Zhong" over and over again.
Even though Han Zhong had a body full of evil, he was exhausted these days. He coughed twice after being hit by the bangs. He didn't say a word, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Jiang Wu rushing straight towards the white wolf behind Yan Zhishan.
The white wolf was half a man's height, with a sturdy build, a stern gaze, and was filled with wildness. It looked very dangerous. Before Han Zhong could open his mouth to stop it, Jiang Wu had already grabbed the white wolf's ears and moved his face forward. The distance was so close that the white wolf could swallow half of his face just by raising its head.
The scene was so horrifying that Yan Zhishan and the others were all shocked. Although the white wolf led the way for them, it was, after all, a wild wolf that grew up in the murderous Mozi. Its temperament was unstable. Once angered, it would inevitably go crazy and bite people. So many of them stayed three to five meters away from it all the way, not daring to get too close. Jiang Wu actually went up and grabbed the wolf's ears. He was simply courting death!
Zhou Changming had already taken out his gun and was ready to pull the trigger, but he found that the awe-inspiring white wolf seemed lazy and didn't even move. It just raised its head and let Jiang Wuti pull its erect pointed ears. Its bright golden eyes still revealed a hint of human calmness.
Jiang Wu did not notice that the people around him had suddenly become quiet. He just looked at the white wolf in front of him carefully from head to toe and finally fell into deep confusion.
Is this his master?
His master did so many bad things that he could no longer be a human being? That's why Han Zhong said he didn't know if he was still alive?
But although this white wolf has the aura of his master's soul, it is only a little bit and does not look much like his master.
He pondered for a moment, raised his hand and prepared to touch the white wolf's brow, but as soon as his fingertips touched the fur on the white wolf's brow, the originally calm and obedient white wolf suddenly bared its teeth and made a low "groan" sound, and a hint of fierceness suddenly appeared in its bright golden eyes.
Everyone was worried. Just as Zhou Changming was about to pull the trigger, Han Zhong suddenly rushed forward and pulled Jiang Wu behind him. The next second, he grabbed the white wolf's head with one hand and slammed it to the ground.
“Woo——”
Half of the white wolf's body was pressed to the ground, and its mouth was pressed so tightly that it couldn't open. It could only make low whimpering sounds. The fierceness in its eyes disappeared, and its two front paws were lying on the ground, not daring to move. It looked very pitiful.
Everyone stared in amazement as Han Zhong pinned a half-human-tall wild wolf to the ground with his bare hands. The white wolf was so big that it could have shaken off Han Zhong's hand by just twisting its body, but it just lay there obediently as if it was frightened. It was truly astonishing.
Yan Zhishan, however, looked at Bai Xianling thoughtfully, and Bai Xianling avoided his gaze guiltily. Yan Zhishan's guess was mostly confirmed, and the look he gave Han Zhong was completely different.
In the eyes of outsiders, it was just a ferocious white wolf, but in their eyes, the most terrifying thing about this white wolf was its murderous aura. Not to mention a hand, even a bullet would not likely break its skin. What made it surrender was naturally not strength, but purer murderous aura.
Only at this moment did he realize that he was wrong. The evil one was not Jiang Wu, but Mr. Han in front of him.
He subconsciously reached for the sword, but instead touched a half-broken blade, and his brows suddenly darkened.
Han Zhong noticed the gazes around him and was about to look up when he suddenly heard a long whistle. If Yang Chen and others were here at this moment, they would definitely find the tone very familiar, exactly the same as the whistle that Jiang Wu blew when he summoned the White Dragon Sleeping in Mozi Mountain that day.
But Yang Chen and the others were not there at the moment, so everyone only saw the white wolf suddenly turn around and break free from Han Zhong's hand, then quickly pass by them and run not far away.
They immediately turned around and saw a small figure walking out of the sparse woods in the depths of the night. The figure seemed to be about seven or eight years old, with long black hair tied high behind his head. His light amber eyes were as calm as a snow-capped mountain lake, revealing a calmness and indifference that did not belong to his age.
The scene was so bizarre. In such a dark forest deep in the mountains, a pretty girl of seven or eight years old in a white nightgown and a pair of rabbit-shaped cotton slippers appeared in front of them. Oh, and there was also the white wolf, rubbing her skirt affectionately.
But when everyone saw the little girl's appearance clearly, they all looked at Jiang Wu at the same time.
There is no other reason, they are too similar. These two people are too similar, not in appearance, except for the eye color and the same high ponytails, the temperaments of the two people are almost identical. One seems to be a god who is high above, and yet calm and indifferent without any mercy, like a piece of blank paper, or like the nothingness after all colors are merged together.
Jiang Wu also recognized the person who came. It was the little girl that Ji Ruoxuan had talked to on the ridge of the field behind the village that day, the granddaughter of the goddess, Jiang Mi's sister, Jiang Yue.
He only glanced at her from a distance that day and vaguely saw a faint white aura on her body, which was nothing unusual. But at this moment, he saw a long-lasting aura from her body, which was so winding and long that she didn't look like a little girl of seven or eight years old.
He finally saw the other person's face and eyes clearly, and a strange feeling rose in his heart. Although he did not feel the familiar spiritual aura from her, his heart told him that it was her.
"...Master?" He asked in confusion.
The little girl was casually looking at the wound on the white wolf's leg. Upon hearing this, she slowly raised her head and looked at him, her slightly heroic eyebrows raised, "Are you calling me?"