Chapter 64: The appearance of Qiongqi

Was that a dog barking? The barking was so exaggerated, like the angry howl of a strong wild dog in a mountain village late at night, and the whole mountain village could hear it.

I believe that everyone in the town heard the sound of the dog barking, because their expressions instantly changed, becoming filled with a certain awe and relief. Even the mother, who had been seriously injured, had a slight smile on her pale face. At that moment, she didn’t seem to worry about her son’s situation at all, as if her son was immediately saved.

I don’t think I’m mistaken, but the dog barking only came once and then stopped. Everything became quiet again.

Because of the “encounter” on the mountain, I was very sensitive to the sound of the dog barking. Coupled with the expressions of the people in the town, my first reaction was that the remnant soul of the “poor strange” had appeared… But what is this about? There was no majestic and indifferent, desperate aura at the entrance to the mountain, no strange figure… nothing.

Under the scorching sun, all that was there was the empty street, white and dazzling.

The people in the town were even more silent. Just now, because of the little “disturbance” caused by the mother and son, it became quiet because of the inexplicable dog barking… I silently withdrew my hand because I saw that Jiazhi suddenly stopped roaring and no longer screamed for people to call out the little boy. Instead, he looked at the empty street with some confusion.

“Did a dog just bark?” Jiezi asked a subordinate standing next to him.

Although the subordinate was wearing a mask, he looked very frightened and nodded respectfully to Jiazhi.

“Then why isn’t it barking now?” Jiazhi tilted his head, but the look in his eyes was one of suppressed violence.

But this question is a bit strange. How can a person answer the question of whether a dog is barking or not? So the subordinate was stunned, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

Jiaozi didn’t care about this. He seemed to be somewhat moody, and he actually pulled the subordinate out and kicked him in the leg without mercy, yelling at him, “Go find that dog for me. I’m going to make braised dog meat in the open air here today. If you can’t find it, you don’t have to come back.”

Jiazi’s kick was not light, and I could even hear a slight “crack” sound from the subordinate’s leg in the quiet street where only the sound of breathing and Jiazi’s roar could be heard, showing how violent Jiazi was.

It was also the subordinate’s misfortune, but he still didn’t dare to fall to the ground. He barely managed to stabilize his body and limped towards the empty street… It looked like his foot was seriously injured.

I have no sympathy for this subordinate, and I can only say that this kind of thing is ‘mutual consent’. But the subordinate, dragging one leg, did not take two steps, but saw a figure suddenly turn out of the empty street.

In the bright sunlight of this straight street, this figure suddenly became clear. It was an unremarkable old man, very old, with a hunched back, smoking a pipe and taking a long drag from time to time, then exhaling thick smoke from his nostrils.

He looked like he was ignoring the dangerous and dull situation in the town, but instead looked like an old man taking a leisurely stroll. He didn’t look threatening at all, and he looked a little weak.

Of course I know who this old man is. Isn’t he the old man who was guarding the mountain pass in the morning? Has he finally decided to come down from the mountain pass?

His appearance made Jiezi first stunned, then slightly squinted his eyes, and finally touched his shaved head and laughed like crazy… At the same time, the man who had been lounging in the car all along, another person who was suspected to be the Holy King, suddenly jumped out of the car and walked step by step to Jiezi’s side.

Jia Zi was about to laugh until he burst into tears… But the old man just ignored him and continued walking towards him. The other man, who was suspected to be the Holy King, also walked up to Jia Zi and said with a frown, “Jia Zi, you’d better not be too arrogant. If you mess up the Holy Lord’s business, do you think you and I can bear the anger?”

Jiazi originally didn’t pay any attention to the guy who was suspected to be the Holy King, but only when he heard the words “Holy Lord” did he slightly calm down a bit, but he was still laughing so hard that he couldn’t catch his breath. Then he turned to the guy and said, “I’m not arrogant, I’m happy… I was worried that these guys wouldn’t hand over someone with the bloodline of the Ancestor God, but here comes one?”

“Who is he?” The man who was suspected of being the Holy King also became serious.

Jiazi sniffled dramatically and said, “He has the scent of the Ancestor God on him. I won’t mistake it.”

“Playing God.” The holy king didn’t buy Yazi’s story, but despite what he said, his expression became more and more solemn.

I believe that his seriousness is not because of Jiezi’s nonsense, but because although this old man seems weak and helpless, he has a calm and imposing presence that ordinary people cannot have!

Finally, the old man followed closely behind Jiezi and the holy king, less than 50 meters away. He stopped, took a drag on his pipe, looked up at Jiezi and the holy king, and was very calm. On the contrary, Jiezi shouted excitedly, “You’d better stop.”

The old man ignored him completely, only stopping for two or three seconds before suddenly running away… This action came so suddenly that even I, who had been staring at him, didn’t react. The distance of less than 50 meters is something that an ordinary person can run in a few seconds, but the speed of this old man was more like incredible speed, maybe just 5 seconds? I saw that he had already crouched next to the woman who had been shot.

At this moment, the woman could no longer speak, only her face was pale. Then she reached out and held the old man’s hand tightly. The old man said reassuringly, “Don’t worry, you’ll be fine.”

While talking, the old man made a hand gesture with one hand, similar to the Daoist finger technique for stopping bleeding, but there were differences in the details, and then he began to mutter… This was to temporarily stop the bleeding for the woman.

Because of his appearance, the people around him dared to help, quickly supporting the woman. One man even took off his clothes and tore off a strip of cloth, as if to bandage the woman’s wound. He was whispering to the old man, explaining something.

I guessed that it might be the reason why the people in this town were so tolerant, and why they were unable to help this woman. The old man didn’t say anything, just nodded frequently, and the incantation in his mouth continued, but the woman’s bleeding had slowed down.

But where is this place? This is a town surrounded by Yang Sheng’s forces, not a place where you can calmly save people… In less than a minute, the reaction of Yazi suddenly stepped forward in two steps. Without saying a word, he kicked the old man with one foot.

However, at this moment, the old man seemed to have eyes behind his back, suddenly turning his head and just looking at Jiezi… At this time, the sound of dogs barking could be heard from all directions in the town.

At this moment, everyone’s attention was instantly drawn. The people in the town suddenly knelt down, while the people of Yang Sheng’s forces looked at each other… I noticed that two people in white coats ran out of the tent in a panic and ran towards Jiezi… The tent seemed calm, but there was a silent aura spreading.

The one that was fighting against the aura of the tent… no, the one that was suppressing the aura of the tent was the aura of cold-blooded murder that came from the east of the town at that moment.

I have felt this aura before, so close… the aura of the poor, broken soul, and the road to the mountain is just to the east of the town.

“Ah…” a scream came from the east of the town, and at this time, a black crack appeared in the sky… It was as if it were there, like a crack that appeared in an illusion, a crack that did not exist at all… When I wanted to take a closer look, the crack was already gone.

A stronger oppressive aura appeared at the eastern end of the town, and my third eye automatically opened… In a hazy, distorted illusion, I saw that guy, a fiery, bull-like monster, strolling from the eastern end of the town.

This time, it was much larger than the one my master and I saw on the mountain road. At that time, it was barely the size of a tiger, but at this time… it looked even larger than an adult male elephant. It had a cold gaze, and it was majestic, but it exuded a suffocating pressure… it didn’t roar at all, but it was carrying the remains of a person in its mouth, and its head was gone… to be precise, it was a remnant soul.

I also noticed that at the east end, a subordinate of Yang Sheng’s forces had fallen straight down.

“The ancestral spirit has appeared. Let’s do the ritual.” The old man, holding the weak woman, handed her to a man next to him in the midst of the stunned looks of Jiezi and the Holy King, then shouted a sentence, and incidentally told the man to take the woman into the house or something.

I couldn’t hear very well, but the whole town was in an uproar. At this time, shouts came from the ground of the town… and at the end of the crowd came out about ten old men.

Finally, after the appearance of the ancestral spirit Qiongqi, the people of this town began to fight back!