Tick-tick-tick
A young girl wearing a very ethnic-style dress was holding a medicine bottle and carefully dripping a green liquid into the jar in front of her.
The little scorpion that was originally motionless in the jar became active instantly after being dripped, and soon started fighting with other scorpions around it.
Tan Manxing watched the potion take effect, carefully covered the jar, put the potion aside, picked up the handkerchief on the table and carefully wiped his slender fingers.
She was wearing a light purple dress with pleated hems. Her waist was tied with a dark purple brocade, which made her waist look slender. Her black hair was braided into small braids, with only a bamboo hairpin inserted in it. She was not wearing any makeup but looked fresh and charming.
She had silver rings and silver ornaments hanging on her wrists, chest and waist, and was obviously a Miao woman who had retired to the mountains.
Suddenly, a sound was heard outside the quiet bamboo house.
"Big Sister, Master is calling you over."
Tan Manxing's cold phoenix eyes softened a little when he heard the word "Master".
"knew."
She lowered her eyes lightly and responded softly, putting down the handkerchief in her hand casually.
Soon, he walked slowly to a quiet and solemn hall.
The hall was empty, with candles lit on the walls.
Under the candlelight, the carvings inside the house come alive.
The brightly colored paintings on the walls depict poisonous creatures such as centipedes, snakes, scorpions, geckos and toads.
"Master."
Tan Manxing looked at the dim hall, walked to the center of the hall as usual and half-knelt on the ground.
The bells around her waist made slight sounds as she moved, and the sound of the silver bells echoed in the hall for a long time.
Sitting on the high platform in the front was a woman who was also wearing Miao clothing, but she looked much older.
Her eyes were deep, with a sense of time, and her old face was covered with strange green runes.
After hearing Tan Manxing's voice, she slowly opened her slightly closed eyes and spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Full stars."
"Master, do you have anything to tell me?"
During this time, Tan Manxing kept his head down and remained motionless in the same position.
"Tan Zhi left the valley without permission. Go and bring her back to me."
She spoke expressionlessly, and her indifferent tone made it clear that Tan Zhi was her daughter.
"Yes, Master."
Only then did Tan Manxing look up, and she raised her right hand to her chest to make a promise.
Master Tan looked at his most talented disciple below the stage and quickly handed over a golden toad containing half a gold coin and placed it in front of her.
"Also, go to Xiangzhen and bring back the Dawn Pearl. I'll tell you how to find it."
"Yes, Master. I'll take my leave."
Tan Manxing looked at the golden toad floating in front of him, quickly raised his hand, picked up the gift and left.
She returned to her residence with an expressionless face. Looking at her treasured treasures in the house, she didn't waste any time and picked up two small bamboo baskets and slung them around her waist.
One contained a little golden toad, and the other contained a poisonous insect that she had carefully raised for a long time.
In addition, there were various poisons in her underwear. After packing them, she looked at the bottle of green potion on the table and hesitated for a moment before taking it.
When she was almost done, she opened a cabinet next to the bed and slowly reached in.
After a moment, a small white snake, smaller than a finger, spit out its tongue and crawled onto her wrist, lying there motionless.
"It's going to be hard these days, Xiaobai."
She rubbed the little white snake's head with her fingertips, and quickly left the valley with a package of clothes on her back.
They are from Miaojiang and have lived in dense jungles since childhood. Few of them go out.
Except for the disciples who occasionally go out to purchase supplies, other disciples are strictly prohibited from going out without permission.
But a month ago, the clan leader's daughter Tan Zhi took advantage of the fact that the people who were purchasing supplies were out and slipped away.
It took so long to realize that the person was not in the room.
Tan Manxing frowned slightly when he thought of the naughty little junior sister who didn't listen to her master.
She rarely goes out and doesn't know what kind of punishment she will receive when Tan Zhi returns.
After leaving the valley, Tan Manxing took out a small flying insect from his sleeve and threw it into the air.
The dark green little bug flapped its wings, sniffed the air carefully, and then began to fly in one direction.
Tan Manxing tiptoed to chase the little bug and jumped quickly in the woods.
More than a month passed in the blink of an eye.
In a dense forest near Ling Village, a young boy holding a piece of dry grass in his mouth sat lazily on a bamboo chair carried by several men in white coats and wearing straw hats.
It was the middle of the night, in the wilderness. The moon shone through the edge of the thick dark clouds, casting a pale light on the ground, illuminating their team of white shadows moving slowly on the ground.
The young man held a pair of red-rope copper bells in his left hand and shook them from time to time, scattered paper money with his right hand to lead the way, and held hay in his mouth while mumbling something.
"Yin-yin--the people of Hunan are driving corpses. No one should get close."
"Chant—Chant—the old friend returns home, and the passers-by give way."
As he finished speaking, the only response he got was the sound of footsteps from the group of corpses with yellow talismans on them bouncing around below him.
The young man has sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. Although he is wearing coarse linen clothes, he has an innate free and easy temperament in his every move.
But the group of corpses beneath him, wearing wide robes with big sleeves, with grayish-green faces and talismans stuck on their foreheads, made their team look weird no matter how they looked at it.
"Oh, what a fool! I am so young and have to live with these ugly guys for the rest of my life. It's really boring~"
The child musician shook the bell and complained lazily.
His ancestors had been corpse drivers for generations, so his generation was not immune from taking over this job.
He wasn't really resistant, but he felt a little sad at the thought of having to serve these ugly things for the rest of his life.
What an eye-catcher!
Just as he was hurrying on his way with little interest, the large area of darkness above his head suddenly dissipated, and the bright moonlight poured more onto the earth.
Everything seems to be revealing weirdness.
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