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Chapter 3 of 45

Chapter 3

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Encircled Village (2)

The village head was so busy that he instructed several people to persuade them, and suddenly a stone flew out of nowhere, slamming his forehead with blood. He was painful and angry, and the little mirror in his hand shone dazzlingly, as bright as the day. The villagers covered their eyes one after another, and they couldn’t worry about fighting.

“Look at you! What kind of style!” The village head tore off a piece of silk cloth from his sleeve and wrapped it on his head to stop the bleeding. Then he stood with his head high, eagle-eyed like a hook, and coldly swept his gaze through the villagers.

His aura is really good, but his head is wrapped in a thick layer of cloth, and he immediately becomes comical. Several young people lowered their heads and laughed.

The village head was anxious and looked around, trying to find out who threw the stone, but the situation was chaotic at the time, where could he distinguish clearly?

“Daddy, it’s her!” Sui Han quietly tugged at the village head’s sleeve and pointed to a remote corner.

There was a little girl squatting there, looking at the appearance of seven or eight years old, dirty on half of her body, so thin that the bones protruded, which was very eye-catching. The girl lowered her head, picked up a few stones in her hand, and was playing seriously.

The village chief’s eyes flickered, and suddenly he had an idea. He walked slowly, and the crowd consciously followed and surrounded the little girl.

“Silly girl, can you help Uncle with a favor?” The village head bent down, barely trying to squeeze a kindly smile or two, but just after smiling, he pulled the wound on his face, and he grinned with pain.

The silly girl raised her head, her eyes were black and white, and terribly clear.

The village chief took a breath and couldn’t help backing a few steps, her eyes made him feel like he was being stared at by a beast.

The sky is gloomy, and with the cover of an adult like the village head, the others can’t see the girl’s appearance, they just booed: “Silly girl, help us to see in the red mist, come back and we’ll give you bones to eat.”

Pei Yu lowered her head slightly, pretending to be ordinary and timid, her shoulders trembling, and said: “Ghosts, scary…”

The village head breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was his imagination just now, and coaxed in a good voice: “Where is the ghost? Come, you take this,” he forced the blazing feather into the girl’s hand, “hold this and walk in. Look at the mist.”

He didn’t think that the little girl could walk through the blood mist alone, but she could explore the way for people. He could also see the dangers in the blood fog from the Flower Viewing Mirror, so he had to prepare a lot.

Pei Yu’s cub-like eyes were full of tears, her little hand was holding the warm feather, and she wanted to cry: “I’m cold.”

“Little bastard, why are you doing so much?” a villager quickly cursed.

Pei Yu lowered her eyes and glanced at him quickly. This person’s name is Sui Nong, the cousin of the village head, and the house where the woman was crying just now is also his home.

“What are you talking about? Go in by yourself if you’re going to talk so much!” The village head was upset, scolded him a few words, and then took out a piece of scarlet jade from his sleeve, and said warmly: “It won’t be cold with this.”

He made up his mind that if the child died in the blood mist, he would retrieve the jade later. It was a matter of life and death. It didn’t make sense to care about this kind of thing, not to mention that the scarlet jade didn’t belong to him.

The jade pendant has dark eyes. This jade pendant carved into the shape of a red carp was once worn by Sui Han.

She took the jade, and a trace of warmth spread from her hands, dispelling the chill from her body, which was a good thing. So she wiped away the tears on her face and responded aggrievedly, with a reluctant face, and slowly moved into the blood mist.

The village head opened the Flower Viewing Mirror, but found that there was nothing red on it, and people suddenly panicked.

The blazing feather and the Flower Viewing Mirror interacted with each other, and he could normally see the situation near the blazing feather in the blood mist from the mirror, but this is the situation now… Could it be that the girl was swallowed as soon as she entered the blood mist?

But at this time, someone still has to bother him.

“Daddy,” Sui Han said timidly, “That piece of jade was given to me.”

The village head was angry, and raised his hand with a slap, “Losing money thing, where is your master now? It doesn’t matter when it matters, you should have been buried in the back mountain!”

Sui Han clutched her red and swollen face, tears fell from her eyes.

The blood mist looked like a ghost with a wide open mouth, and soon engulfed the girl’s small figure.

The villagers breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately became anxious again, “Can this bastard go out?”

“Maybe it can? She’s just like her mother, her life is very hard.”

After Pei Yu walked into the blood mist, the cowardly expression on her face vanished in no time. She raised her hand, and the blood mist licked the back of her hand as if seeing its relatives.

She was called a blood demon back then because of the blood mist wherever she went. This mist, full of death, unknown, and deprived of vitality, was originally born out of her soaring resentment. This time Yan Village was surrounded by blood mist, and she thinks it was because of her rebirth.

Pei Yu introduced blood into the body, and a vermilion mark appeared on the center of her eyebrows, like a scorching peach petal. It’s just that the color of this peach blossom is still light now, and it looks a little sluggish.

Still not strong enough…

The blood mist itself does not have much lethality, but there are many corpses hidden in it, and it will continue to attract demons and ghosts here. After all, resentment is their best nourishment.

In order not to add to the trouble, the mist needs to disperse earlier.

She sighed slightly in her heart, and walked deeper into the blood mist with her hands. There is still a year to go to Gushan’s introductory trial. She has so many things to do and there is always not enough time.

It’s not that she can’t kill Sui Han once and for all. But there are countless people coveting the sacred beasts. The only thing she can do is to make herself strong enough, as strong as the previous life, able to destroy the Heavenly Dao Sect by turning her hands; strong enough to ignore the heaven’s law, swinging sleeves that can attract the Yellow Spring.

Even if heaven is going to destroy Gushan, she can fight against heaven with her own strength, protect Gushan, and protect her master.

Pei Yu could perceive the situation in the blood mist and detour to avoid the corpse puppets in advance. After a quarter of an hour, she finally walked near the entrance of the village, which is also the eye of Yan Village’s feng shui.

She dropped the flaming feathers casually, put the index finger of her right hand in her mouth, bit down hard, and immediately blood flowed. Before the blood had clotted, she knelt down and drew a blood talisman on the ground.

This symbol is called Yin Ghost. As the name suggests, it can attract ghosts and corpse puppets. When painted here, not only can it break the feng shui of Yan Village, but also make the villagers have no peaceful days for a long time.

There are so many strokes of the Yin Ghost talisman. Pei Yu bit all five fingers to be able to draw it. When it was almost the last stroke, the blazing feather was suddenly blown away by the yin wind. She didn’t care, waved her hand and dropped the bright red blood, and then she sat on the ground very tired, panting quietly.

At this moment, she was only a child after all, with a weak body and no self-cultivation protection. Drawing such a middle-level talisman seal was still a little reluctant.

“Huh? Whose blazing feather is this?” Someone asked softly in the mist.

The voice was very pleasant, soft and moving, as if a gust of breeze was blowing slowly, passing the bead on the ice tray to Pei Yu’s ears.

Pei Yu straightened up abruptly, her eyes widened in disbelief, and looked back.

In the blood mist, a person walked slowly. The green feathers are graceful, smiling eyes slightly raised, born with a smiling face, a natural romantic.

She curled up her sleeves and looked over with her smiling eyes, and it was like spring flowers blooming, and the blue waves were smoky, making people forget about what ghosts and charms, and just want to drown in this spring.

Pei Yu couldn’t help holding her breath, her mind went blank.

She was wary in her heart, no matter who came over, the blood mist would block them, except for one person.

“Master…” Her eyes straightened, her lips trembling, and she called silently. In this world, she only had no defense against Huai Bai.

“Which child are you? How come you are here?” Huai Bai noticed her bloodied right hand, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she was startled for a while, and suddenly said: “You are such a small child, in order to send the blazing feather, you dare to be alone and run into the blood mist.”

She held the child’s hand and carefully wrapped it with a handkerchief. “Is it hurt by a corpse? Does it hurt?”

The woman’s hands are slender and soft, the white jade is flawless, like a god-like creation, carefully crafted. With such beautiful jade-like hands, she wraps the child’s thin, dirty and scarred paws, which are like chicken feet. Wipe off the dirt and blood on it.

There is no trace of dislike or impatience on the face, and the movements are careful and gentle, like wiping the world’s treasure.

Pei Yu’s eyes were red, and she whispered: “It hurts.”

Huai Bai held her hand, sighed gently, looked up at her, and smiled: “I’ll blow it for you, it won’t hurt.” Her gaze caught the bright red pattern on the ground, with a trace of doubt in her eyes, “Yin Ghost talisman?”

“Could it be that this blood mist is a man-made disaster?” Huai Bai muttered to herself, took out a talisman from her sleeve and covered it. The spell ignited instantly, sparks burst like fireflies, and within a short time, the blood curse on the ground disappeared without a trace, leaving only ashes and sporadic flames.

“Don’t be afraid,” Huai Bai said slowly, holding the child’s hand, “I don’t know who painted the ghost charm here. They want to summon evil spirits, bad guys, and bad feng shui. I have already broken it.”

Pei Yu had mixed feelings in her heart, silently staring at a place of black embers, unable to say anything.

“Did you enter the blood mist alone? Where are your family members, how can they let you run out alone to spread the blazing feathers? The blood mist is so dangerous, and you are so young…”

“I have no family.” Pei Yu lowered her eyebrows, with no expression on her face.

Huai Bai was stunned for a moment, with some regret in her eyes, “…I’m sorry, I mentioned your sadness, but since it wasn’t for your family, why did you run into the blood mist alone? Who is it for to spread the letter with the blazing feather on your body?”

“The village is surrounded. They asked me to come out and spread the letter.” Pei Yu stood upright, with a calm expression and no resentment, as if everything should be like this, naturally.

“You mean,” Huai Bai asked incredulously, “You actually broke into the blood mist for a group of unrelated people.” Her eyes flickered, seemingly surprised and moved.

“Good girl,” she took Pei Yu’s hand and asked softly, “What’s your name?”

The child in front of her pursed her lips, her black eyes looked at her unblinking, her lips moved, “Pei Yu.”

Huai Bai was so horrified that she let go of her hand and backed away several steps, staring at the child uncertainly. After watching for a long time, she sighed in sorrow: “It is indeed the Virgin Mary of the world, so terrible! Terrible!”

The author has something to say: Pei Yu: I’m really not a good person!

P.S.: This time the protagonist is different from the pure and peaceful type. She belongs to the type of people who won’t bother people if they don’t bother her. If they commit crimes against her though, then she’ll take an eye for an eye.

Translator here! Just wanted to let you know that I’ll only translate author’s notes that have something to do with the story.

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