Wushan
After the heavy rain, there was a heavy fog on the mountain.
Wu Kui walked on the muddy mountain road, the slippery and steep mountain road looming in the mist.
After a while, the road underneath was completely unclear.
It was as if she was deep in the clouds at the moment.
In the confusion, only the sun above our head was shining brightly with its colorful halo.
Wu Kui wiped the sweat from his face.
Although at this moment, there was some kind of smart and explosive power flowing in her body.
But they are too weak.
It's not enough to change Wu Kui's physique now.
Of course, after all, I have a body that travels a lot and climbs mountains.
Although it was quite difficult, Wu Kui managed to climb to the top of the mountain in one breath.
The fog here is thicker.
It was like the clouds in the sky fell down, forming a white rainbow between the mountains.
And now, she is in it...
"Snapped……"
As she walked, Wu Kui felt her feet go soft, as if she had stepped on something.
She lowered her head and slowly moved her feet away:
There is a sinuous body there, now covered with traces of filth.
Wu Kui fell into deep thought.
This is the tenth snake corpse she has found since going up the mountain.
In addition, there are many remains of insects.
Obviously, something special happened here not long ago.
And as she went deeper into the mountain, she felt more and more something that made her breathless.
It was as if, in the clouds and mist, there was some kind of terrifying, indescribable huge thing, staring quietly at him.
This weird illusion made Wu Kui become extra cautious.
She did not move forward in a hurry, but carefully sorted out her appearance.
Then, he hung his student ID card on his chest and placed the side with his name in a prominent position...
This trip was completely motivated by something that even Wu Kui couldn't explain.
She didn't even make a divination.
Because if she guessed correctly, she knew who might be here...
The words of the old man in Mushroom Illusion are still fresh in my mind.
"Dong...dong..."
Wu Kui's heart began to beat continuously.
This is an extremely normal thing, but if every beat can be heard clearly, then normal things will seem a bit weird.
Not sure if it was an illusion, Wu Kui felt her body trembling slightly.
Is it an instinctive tremor or... excitement?
It was like a reunion of flesh and blood after decades.
Their eyes met unexpectedly, and tears streamed down their faces.
This is the bitter romance of the human world.
But what was surging in Wu Kui's chest at this moment was obviously not this.
"witch……"
Somehow, Wu Kui shouted in the fog.
From an inaudible whisper, to a loud roar that gradually loses its expression.
Some kind of invisible power surged rapidly in Wu Kui's body.
Then, when it was about to reach a certain level, a certain limit point, it came to an abrupt end.
In a daze, Wu Kui heard the whisper in the wind:
"After me, there is no more witch..."
At this time, someone called Wu Kui in the fog.
Wu Kui was stunned for a moment, and the faint whisper in her ear disappeared.
The power within the body that seemed to be about to fall into chaos also fell silent.
"Baby, come here quickly, don't fall down."
Wu Kui followed the call and walked over. She saw an old man who was thin but energetic, standing on the ridge of the field where the farmers were walking.
Wu Kui opened her mouth and was about to ask something when she was interrupted by the other party:
"Go inside and warm yourself by the fire. Don't catch a cold."
Wu Kui nodded immediately, she felt that the old man was not a bad person.
Moreover, the magic power in her body is barely enough to activate it once.
Dealing with those legendary things is naturally not worth mentioning.
But if you are an ordinary person, it may not be much better than a blow with a fully loaded electric baton.
It's just that one is a material harm, and the other may be more of a spiritual one.
Through the heavy fog, the two came to an adobe house.
"The tiles have been damaged by the wind. I will repair them after a while."
As soon as you enter the door, you can hear the sound of dripping water.
Wu Kui glanced at several plastic buckets placed in the corner that were already filled with half a bucket of water, and the old man next to him explained.
"You're here to recognize your ancestors, right?"
There was a fire in the back room, and after the two sat down, the old man glanced at the student ID card on Wu Kui's chest, and then asked.
"I'm not talking about genealogy..."
Seeing Wu Kui stunned, the old man added another sentence.
"My cousin used to be a witch hunter. I haven't told this to my juniors for fear of the impact."
"She passed away early. I remember she contracted cancer when she was fifty-three years old. She passed away the next year, and she had not even eaten the food prepared by my granddaughter-in-law."
"Once she leaves, we won't have many serious witchcraft practitioners here."
"I followed her and learned a few bits and pieces, but that's all. Those who are still running witches don't understand, and they still come to ask me."
The old man stirred the firewood, making the room brighter.
Then, he sighed and told his story.
Wu Kui was listening, obviously having many doubts in her mind.
But at this time, it is obviously not suitable to interrupt the other party.
She just listened, silently thinking about the meaning of the other person's words.
"I didn't really want to live here. Now that I'm older, I can't go up and down the mountain to pick things up like before."
"But people always have to have something to think about."
"I have lived here for decades, and when I let go, I will stay here even longer."
The old man took out a pipe, placed it next to the firewood to toast, and then took a puff:
"I know why you came."
"You came too late, He left..."
The old man fumbled around in his arms for a long time, and then handed Wu Kui a bead.
Wu Kui looked at it and saw that some of them looked like plastic beads used for decoration on clothes.
Wu Kui subconsciously took it.
Then in an instant, as if she was electrocuted, her fingers suddenly retracted.
A strong heart palpitations made her temporarily short of breath.
The magic power flashing with lightning in his body seemed a little restless.
The crackling made Wu Kui feel a little numb.
Then:
It whizzed around in a circle, and after Wu Kui's finger touched the bead, it fell into silence...
Seeing Wu Kui's strange behavior, the old man was a little relieved, and then sighed a little sadly:
"You are a good boy, not like the one in my house."
Then, he slowly wrapped the beads with a piece of cloth:
"This is the only thing left. It cannot be burned. He is still thinking about us, the descendants."
"I burned the others and scattered the ashes..."
"I also had cancer, and He asked Deha to spare half of my life."
"I want to stay with Him."
The old man took the wrapped beads to Wu Kui again:
"I keep this thing because I am afraid that if I think about it, I will have bad thoughts and make my ancestors lose their face."
"In the future, if you become a witch and go back to the mountains to practice witchcraft, don't forget to call me by my name."
Wu Kui hesitated for a while, then took it.
This time, perhaps because of the cloth, she didn't feel anything strange.
"I...I don't know witchcraft."
Wu Kui hesitated for a while, but decided to tell the truth frankly.
"You definitely can't. If you could, He wouldn't leave."
"But your surname is Wu, and you have obtained his beads, you will always come back to worship your ancestors."
"Just take me with you then."
"Witches are not magic, baby."
The old man looked at Wu Kui and said...
This chapter has been completed!