A crisp sound, a tongue falls to the ground.
The pink tongue wiggled, and blood gushed out from the cut, but before it could form a tiny pool on the ground, the black rat on the person's shoulder vanished.
Later, the black rat appeared again on the person's shoulder, holding the tongue in its paws and chewing it carefully, making occasional whistling sounds as if in admiration.
"Yes, it has behaved, and the Grey Family Spirit agrees that it tastes good," the Daoist responded calmly.
White Pine covered his mouth, and blood kept flowing without stopping, seeping through his fingers.
He lowered his head slightly, not daring to let his eyes meet with the other person.
Bai Sha Shan also slightly lowered his head and murmured, "Can we go now?"
"Begone." The Daoist waved his sleeve.
Bai Sha Shan supported White Pine, and the two walked away into the distance.
The sun was at its zenith, and soon their figures, shadowed by the sunlight, grew pitch-black and then vanished.
I still sat cross-legged in the same spot, Wu Jinluan standing by my side, who looked extremely uneasy.
The crisis did not cease.
This Daoist is not the relieving troops.
He is here to seek revenge!
What should I do?
The grass has three tassels and the misfortune is diverted to the east?
No, this is not the disaster diversion to the east, because Mao San is the real owner, it was he who killed!
Just by doing this, everything Mao San will do next is bound to fail.
Then all things related to Wu Binglang are doomed!
I suddenly understand.
I suddenly realize. Mao San is not just calculating Han Jin; he knows that if Han Jin moves, I will move too. He's also calculating me? He wants me to be out of the game, unable to interfere with everything he's about to do?
For a moment, numerous questions and answers crowded into my heart at once.
To escape the current danger and let this Daoist face off against Mao San, what will the person behind Wu Binglang do? What stage will Wu Binglang reach in his growth?
"You shouldn't have wronged Bai Zhi. Bai Zhi is a good person. She has been in the Bai family hall for so many years, saving countless people, more than you can count." The Daoist stood beside Han Jin, his voice laced with a sigh of regret.
Subsequently, he lowered his head and shook his head slightly, "You have so many questions. Why didn't Tie Chasi Mountain enter the White Wolf Cave that year?"
"Somebody should have told you that during turbulent times, when Daoists descend from the mountains, Tie Chasi Mountain didn't have many Daoists left at the time. After those years, the number of Daoists had further diminished, which was also when you entered the White Wolf Cave."
"The black old lady said that the White Wolf Cave is not to be entered because of the restraints you left behind, because of the corpse maggots in that cave, and because you do not understand that there are many Five Elements Rebellion Daoists on Jade Mountain. Indeed, this is due to the original cause of Tie Chasi Mountain. The restraint of corpse maggots makes us hesitant to enter it lightly. Those Five Elements Rebellion Daoists then conveyed a peaceful aura of Jade Mountain."
"The black old lady also said, 'Who has not had their time to shine? The crisis of Tie Chasi Mountain will have its bell-ringer from that year return, and I have already prepared to entertain you.'"
"Just, you went too far. Bai Zhi's entire life had never done a single bad deed. If you don't bring them back, you will coldly betray the hearts of all the Daoists who have cultivated white immortals on Tie Chasi Mountain."
The Daoist grabbed the sword at the back of Han Jin's neck with one hand and quickly tapped back and forth at his back with the other hand.
When the sword was withdrawn, Han Jin did not move, still lying on the ground.
He was indeed wary of Bai Song and Bai Sha Shan, but the Daoist's one sword strike caught him completely off guard, with no preconception or preparation. It was like a fish on a meat board.
"You..." Wu Jinlan was about to speak, but his voice was cut off abruptly. His eyelids kept twitching as if he had been thinking of something.
"Me?" The Daoist turned his head, the vertically cracked mask covering his entire face, and even the positions of his eyes were only two tiny holes. The nasal cavity and mouth were slightly larger gaps, but sunlight shining on them revealed only the darkness behind the holes, with no trace of any features.
The black rat on his shoulder had finished eating the tongue and had disappeared somewhere, presumably hidden away.
"I... I'm okay..." Wu Jinlan's face looked slightly pale.
"You and the others, there is still one more person. If you really strike, harming that person who hurt Bai Zhi. The Daoist spoke again, "Hearing what he said, making him angry would he come to my Tie Chasi Mountain?"
Surprisingly, I didn't speak, and as Wu Jinlan was about to speak, he stopped. Yet this Daoist himself knew Mao San.
That's true, at that time, Mao San was very showy. His casual display of abilities made all the out-of-pocket Daoists, Taishe, and horses extremely frightened.
"Si Guo Mountain has always solved the trouble at White Wolf Cave. You can't kill Han Shifu's ancestor, nor can you hurt me. Otherwise, this matter will become an endless hatred between two Daoist sects." I forced myself to stand up straight, facing the Daoist, and croaked out in a hoarse voice: "This was all a misunderstanding."
The scariest thing is the sudden silence of the air.
Then, the Daoist suddenly laughed: "Misunderstanding?"
"Do you know what the consequences of this misunderstanding will be? Not only has an out-of-pocket Daoist of great importance been killed on my Tie Chasi Mountain." The Daoist shook his head.
He said no more.
I, however, felt like my vision was blurred, and instead of seeing the Daoist, I saw several twisting tails. Those tails began as just a point, covering only his face. Later on, they seemed to cover his whole body.
The former is real, while the latter is definitely illusive and fake!
I wanted to resist, but that mysterious pull completely prevented me from making any movement.
I even felt that the figure in front of me was becoming more and more tangible, as if Ho You Tian was standing there quietly watching me, or as if it had become the corpse of Shi Yi Zu's body...
I gasped heavily, struggling desperately.
Through my nostrils, I inhaled a strange, pungent smell that struck deep into my soul, causing my limbs to go limp and making it impossible for me to move.
Suddenly, darkness fills my eyes, not because it's night, but because something is covering my head.
I couldn't hear anything, and everything around me felt foggy.
They used some kind of technique on me; they didn't ask for any information about Mao San at all.
Where would they get it from?
Wu Jinlan?
Wu Jinlan is much weaker; his mouth is more easily coerced than mine.
Panic is no longer of any use. The only thing that envelops me is darkness, and occasional bumps.
The most unpleasant thing is that my thoughts remain clear.
It makes one can't help but think about what changes might occur...
I don't know how long it has been, but suddenly the darkness in front of me disappears. Everything in front of my eyes is the foot of Tie Chasi Mountain.
My hands are tied with ropes, and a person in front of me is pulling me along. A yellow-skinned creature is lying on his shoulder, constantly shaking its tail and emitting a thick yellow smoke.
Beside me is Wu Jinlan, who is disoriented and numb, walking alongside me.
With a glance, I can't see that Daoist, but I can see some out-of-pocket Daoists in green or blue robes, as well as clouds and animal patterns.
Their expressions are all without exception cold.
Fortunately, Han Jin is still with us. He is being carried by several people, and we are walking in the direction of the mountain.
