Chapter 011 God’s Disciple
Wang Yu sat by the fire and roasted the hard dry food.
The ghosts on the opposite side stared at the fire in doubt and amazement.
It's so scary! It's really so scary!
Kill if you say so! The power and speed of that arrow were so terrible that even Sui Niang, who was in the process of transforming into a ghost, couldn't take it. When he raised his sword to kill her, Sui Niang, a ghost who had seen the world, held back her transformation on the spot.
So scary!
This was the first time they had seen such a terrifying cultivator!
In this confusing forest, except for the leader, everyone else hunts relying on some tricks, and everyone is quite skilled. Often, as soon as the prey enters the forest, the hunters in the dark will stare at it with excitement. Under the overwhelming fog, everywhere is the hunting ground for powerful ghosts.
These mediocre guys like them, ghosts who survive in the cracks of various large ghost hunting grounds, can only hope to pick up some fish that slip through the net every day.
The area where the ghosts were wandering was close to the interior of the misty forest. It was surrounded by the territories of three big ghosts, and few people who strayed in could get here safely.
When they saw Wang Yu in the woods today, they thought they were so lucky! It was rare that someone didn't get there first, and they thought they could finally have a successful start in their lives as ghosts, but...
There is really no need to mention the outcome now.
Sui Niang hugged the small drum tightly in fear. Under the firelight, even her hair was shaking with nervousness.
Now that I think about it, given Wang Yu's flamboyant attitude, I'm afraid he must have fought his way in. It's hard to say what the fate of the ghosts who blocked the road will be!
At this moment, she was a little grateful to the ghost who wanted to steal their prey. Looking at his unlucky look, she knew that he did not die peacefully. If she had been hit by a few such blows, she couldn't imagine how painful she would be.
But it's hard to survive nowadays.
Who knows what the Jade-faced Killer God on the opposite side wants to do by keeping them?
It's impossible that you still think they are ordinary people, right?
***
【16 years old: It was a quiet, long night.
You did many things. You helped a traveler who was also lost, and you killed the robber who tried to kill you and rob you again.
Returning to the fire, you sat down exhausted but relieved, and let out a long, leisurely sigh.
You may be a passerby drinking silently in a restaurant, an unknown spectator at a fight, or just a teenager in the street crowd.
You are one of the countless people in the world, an ordinary person.
But ordinary people also have ideals and beliefs.
The concept of justice is forever engraved in your heart. When you leave a place, you just want to bring peace and security to the people there, and take away violence and barbarity. You do everything you can to the best of your ability, just to see everyone's reassured smiles! Even if it's hidden in the dark!
Perhaps not many people have witnessed your righteous act, and perhaps those who have seen you will always regard you as an ordinary boy, but you know in your heart that every path you have traveled bears traces of your fight for it!
Today you have once again fought against violence and protected the good! Yu Da Xia! Come on!
You asked around along the way and heard that the bandits in this confusing forest have enslaved many ordinary people. You thought that maybe your brother might be here.
You walked in without hesitation, and all you had with you were the sword and bow from the blacksmith shop, and a passionate heart!
You shared the baked bread with the poor people across the street. Just now you saw that they had difficulty swallowing and thought that it might be because their throats were too dry and choking.
They were a little afraid of you, and you reflected sadly that you were too slow in killing the bandits this time. If you had found a better angle, you could have shot an arrow through the bandits' forehead. You wouldn't have had to chase them with a sword, and you wouldn't have made them feel afraid.
You will definitely kill faster next time!
You took a bite of the pancake, your face gloomy. You are still hesitating whether to charge directly into the robbers' lair or send them out first. The problem is that the fog in this forest is so thick that you can't see your hand in front of you during the day. You have been wandering around and have completely lost your direction.
It's hard to say whether he will lead them into a den of robbers. 】
***
Seeing the killer's face getting darker and darker, Sui Niang clutched the pancake in fear.
I thought to myself, it’s over, it’s over, he must be going to kill the ghost!
Sui Niang was afraid that the young man would look gloomy, so she asked them if they had heard of a legend about a man who killed ghosts as easily as chopping melons and vegetables!
Sui Niang hurriedly said in a flattering tone, "Young man! It will be dawn soon! There is a lot of fog in this forest, it is hard to get lost!"
Ghost fog? Wang Yu's eyes became sharp. Could this be another superstitious person?
Sui Niang was sweating profusely. She felt that the God of Killing would draw his sword in the next second. She quickly raised her small drum and said, "But I am a disciple of God. I can connect with God's eyes and lead the way in the fog."
A divine disciple, a special cultivator in the Beizhou area.
The Soul-Locking Forest stretches across dozens of mountain ranges in the northern border. It is extremely widespread and is filled with swirling fog. It has existed for hundreds or thousands of years and the fog covers the sky, blocking out the sun, so that you cannot see your hand in front of you.
In order to survive, the people among them developed this product. When they were young, the disciples of the gods followed their masters and served the gods together. When they grew up, they performed sacrifices, so that they could use the eyes of the gods to see through the maze, avoid ghosts, and lead the tribe to walk in the fog.
Sui Niang took a deep breath, raised her hands, and looked determined. She matched the beats of the snare drum with her steps in a strange and inhuman rhythm.
The sound of the drum was particularly muffled and heavy, as if it resonated with the internal organs of the human body. Every time it was struck, it felt as if something invisible was pressing heavily on the chest, making it completely impossible to breathe.
Wang Yu frowned.
It was a drum with a bizarre style. The drumhead was brown and yellow. The light refracted from the fog shone on the drumhead, and one could see extremely clear textures, so vivid that it seemed to have life. The edge of the drumhead was inlaid with gray-white objects of different sizes, and the drum frame was wrapped with a three-color mixed ribbon.
Sui Niang placed her pale hands on the drum surface, and she could not tell which part was the human skin. The ribbons were tossed up and down along with her movements, like swaying long hair. In the white light and shadow, the hand drum looked like a faceless head.
Wang Yu vaguely remembered someone once told him that the human body is extremely sensitive to certain sound waves, and may even feel depressed and uncomfortable with them. Apparently, this drum was made based on this principle, and it just happened to hit the stage that causes physical discomfort.
The fog makes people anxious, the drums make people uncomfortable, and the negatives balance each other out? This is really genius.
Wang Yu relaxed. Although Sui Niang mentioned something like divine eyes and divine disciples, he knew in his heart that there were no gods or ghosts in this world. It must be Sui Niang who knew the way, but for various reasons, she had to use the name of a god.
It's dawn.
The fog in the forest rose quickly.
Sui Niang looked at Wang Yu nervously: "Young man, shall we go?"
Wang Yu stood up and said, "Go back."
Go back? That's it. They are going to go back to hell, right? This is their first time being ghosts. They don't even know where hell is!
Several ghosts turned pale.
"Go home." Wang Yu decided to let them go home first. If they really walked into a den of robbers, Wang Yu might not be able to protect them.
The ghosts were all stunned.
The young man bent down, put his bow and arrows on his body, and took out his sword: "I will do it myself."
"Robbers, be alert." He said slowly, "There are too many of us, we will be discovered."
No, he really thought of them as his own ghosts?
Sui Niang and several uncles looked at each other in disbelief.
What’s even more surprising is that he actually wanted to send them home first before killing the ghosts himself. Did they save his ancestors, or someone else, and why did he favor them so much?
Sui Niang couldn't help but ask: "Young man, why are you so kind to us?"
But the boy looked back with a strange look: "Ordinary people, help, ordinary people!"
His words were so decisive, as if he was stating some truth about the world! If he hadn't stuttered, he might have added, "Isn't this something everyone knows?"
But the problem is, they are not ordinary people!
But, an ordinary ghost?
Sui Niang sighed secretly, thinking that this young man might be mentally ill. Practitioners are always abnormal at the end of their practice. He probably had bad luck and died a little early.
Recalling how Wang Yu had just killed a ghost without mercy, Sui Niang shuddered. No one could tell when he felt that they were not ordinary people and killed them.
Sui Niang knew very well that before she could contact the Lord God, the young man's swift sword would scare her to death.
The only solution now is to strike first.
There was a struggle in Sui Niang's eyes, but she wanted to live, to survive with her uncles. The rest of the villagers didn't even have the qualifications to become ghosts, and they disappeared into the horizon.
They were unable to subdue this knight, but Sui Niang, during her not-so-long career as a divine disciple, had already recognized the ghosts in this area.
Not far from here, about ten minutes' walk away, there is a huge ghost with a yin aura that is about to turn into a ghost!
"Okay, young man, please follow me." Sui Niang smiled gently, turned her head, and her face showed no sign of struggle.
The boy nodded and followed behind them to cover their retreat.
The fog in the misty forest was white and chaotic, and the sunlight had difficulty filtering through the layers of fog and fell on them.
The daytime in this forest is still too quiet.
I can't hear the birds singing, nor can I feel the refreshing morning.
The fog covered the sky and the sun, like smog in reinforced concrete, and it was several major versions ahead of the world.
The wind was very cold and the temperature seemed to drop all of a sudden. Wang Yu always felt that something was wrong.
Sui Niang's movements became smaller and smaller, and the sound of the drum became dying. She stopped, and at some point, she had gone far away, and the remaining ghosts appeared beside her.
Wang Yu was stunned, but saw Sui Niang had a very complicated expression and closed her eyes slightly.
“——”
The danger warning sounded!
In a flash! The boy subconsciously drew his sword to block! His pupils shrank!
"bite--"
An extremely crisp breaking sound was heard!
On the flying silver-white sword blade, half of it reflected the young man's stunned face, and the other half reflected the ghost's bright red eyes!
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