“So, you’ve seen the methods of my Meng family?”

The resentful words of the Meng family’s second young master drilled into Hu Ma’s ears: “You forced me to this point, so I am already destined to die, but you will also come down with me to serve the Ancestral Founder…”

“This is the price for offending the Meng family, this is the status of the Meng family…”

“……”

It was as if a thousand faces were watching Hu Ma, a thousand voices densely speaking different words, but the loudest was that of the Meng family’s second young master.

In the illusion produced by Hu Ma, this Meng family second young master had already transformed into a face on the shroud of that distant existence, but he was still arrogant and hateful, as if he wanted to use these last words to vent his hatred for Hu Ma.

This voice was noisy, but Hu Ma really didn’t want to hear it. He was only dizzy and saw the few familiar faces on the shroud.

They were looking at him with worry, their mouths seemingly making sounds, wanting him to leave quickly. Hu Ma even saw them struggling desperately, wanting to break free from the shroud and help him leave.

However, they had long since become part of the other party’s shroud, and no matter how much they struggled, it was all in vain.

At this time, he only felt irritable and powerless. If it weren’t for the existence of his Natal Spirit Temple, Hu Ma felt that he wouldn’t even be able to think normally. His divine soul would have already collapsed in front of this thing.

This was, of course, the greatest treasure, a life-saving item, said to be related to the vanished Zou Gui Men Dao (Way of the Soul-Walking Gate) Ancestral Founder. He had exhausted all his efforts to obtain it from Fox Coffin Village, and almost died there, thanks to Lao Bai Gan helping to deliver a message, which saved his little life.

He had already守岁入府 (shǒu suì rù fǔ - observed the passing of the year and entered the mansion, implying a new cycle of life), his body had been renewed, but it seemed that there were always some ancient things buried deep in his blood that could truly allow him to enter this world and hate certain things…

Er Guotou sighed helplessly, lamenting the marvel of fate, and also marveling at how lucky Lao Bai Gan was.

When she transformed into a woman, she gently calculated with her fingers, constantly recording the surrounding directions. Her pace became faster and faster. In a trance, it seemed that the entire forest was filled with this woman in white, pulling out red threads and weaving the entire forest together.

One small and exquisite bell after another was strung on the red rope.

This force could allow Hu Ma to turn around and escape, as far away from this ghostly thing as possible.

“I spent so much effort back then to get this thing from the Old Yin Mountain Fox Coffin Village, originally intending it as my life-saving treasure, but I never expected that I would have to use it in this place first…”

……

Of course, this was also a small-minded aspect of the transmigrator, always thinking that if his identity was exposed, he would immediately abandon everything and run away. Therefore, the most precious things must be carried with him.

……

Originally, the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches of this thing were divided in half, and he and Miss White Wine had split them, but later, after a few big jobs that went well, Miss White Wine no longer needed them, so she returned them to him.

Correspondingly, in a deep forest, a white cat slowly walked through the trees, sometimes transforming into a woman in a white dress with a cold expression and indifferent features, and sometimes transforming into a seven-tailed white cat.

She fiercely pointed towards the Meng family’s second young master in front, or rather, towards that Meng family’s Ancestral Founder.

“You relied on me to get it, and now it’s used to save your little life, seems reasonable, right?”

Also at the same time, Er Guotou sighed softly and took out something resembling a compass from his sleeve, with Ding Ji Xin Gui, Heavenly Stems constellations, and also Wu Wei Shen You, mountains and rivers, looking very ancient and somewhat broken.

Facing that finger, Hu Ma had an instinct to escape, but even more so, it was the rolling, burning anger in his body. He borrowed the Natal Spirit Temple to maintain his thinking, and borrowed this anger to prop himself up without falling.

Amidst the noisy sounds, the thing that had descended upon the Meng family’s second young master was also revealing a faint, strange gaze, vaguely carrying greed, slowly, slowly, reaching out his slender and elegant fingers towards Hu Ma, trembling slightly.

Perhaps there was still some strength left in his body…

However, the sorrow and anger deep in his blood made Hu Ma concentrate all his attention, slowly raising the knife in his hand.

Fortunately, he treasured this treasure too much, afraid that others would steal it from him, so he always carried it with him, otherwise, even if he wanted to help, he wouldn’t be able to…

And as her figure flickered, becoming almost blurred, the shadow of a white cat appeared again, its eyes narrowed into a vertical slit, and the copper bell tied around its neck jingled softly, as if some ancient incantation was slowly spreading in the forest.

And further to the south, a man wearing a white robe and carrying a lantern was slowly sitting down, with a black leather drum placed in front of him.

He almost ignored the terrifying Yin soldiers passing by less than a mile away from him, his eyes only staring at the direction where the strange aura was rising, and in his usually indifferent eyes, there was actually a faint surge of fanaticism.

“This world still has some interesting things…”

Muttering to himself, he put the flute in his hand aside, but picked up two black leg bones and gently struck the drum with them as drumsticks.

……

……

“Dong!” “Dong!” “Dong!”

When Hu Ma raised the knife in his hand and pointed it at the Meng family’s second young master, a strange determination had already arisen in his heart.

But the difference between himself now and the thing on the Meng family’s second young master was still too great.

Even if the surroundings had already been arranged, he wasn’t sure what the final outcome of this fight would be if it really broke out.

The Meng family’s second young master, or rather the thing on him, clearly didn’t take Hu Ma, who had now raised his knife, seriously. In his empty eyes, the jealousy and ridicule of the Meng family’s second young master himself sometimes surged, and the greed of that Ancestral Founder sometimes flashed.

But at this moment, as Hu Ma raised the knife in his hand, behind him, in a southerly direction, a heavy drum sound suddenly slowly rang out.

The drum sound was slow and distant, as if some ancient belief was being transmitted through the drum sound. In an instant, the Yin wind stopped in the mountains and forests, the wronged ghosts silenced, and the majestic aura gradually rose.

And with the drum sound, Hu Ma’s heart also seemed to be beating along with it. The entire mountain forest, wherever the drum sound reached, seemed to have some kind of heavy rhythm.

It was as if this sleeping land was slowly awakening, and this drum sound was becoming heavier and slower, like his breathing. With the appearance of this sound, even the ubiquitous sense of oppression and coldness had suddenly melted away a lot.

“Is this a Gu?”

Hu Ma’s heart moved slightly: “No, this should be a Wu (shaman)…”

“Hoo!”

Following this drum sound, Er Guotou, who was sitting cross-legged on the mountaintop in Hu Ma’s westerly direction, placed the compass in his hand in front of him, respectfully kowtowed a few times, and then he lit an incense formation next to the compass and also planted the black flag he carried with him on the ground.

Taking a deep breath, he looked solemn and placed the five fingers of his right hand into the compass, slowly starting to rotate it.

The black flag standing beside him suddenly unfurled in the wind, and the incense formation burning beside him also burned more and more vigorously at this moment, and the rolling smoke instantly spread around.

Boom!

The moment the compass rotated, Hu Ma felt dizzy, as if the land beneath his feet was shaking internally. Immediately, the stars shifted and the directions switched, east became west, and west became south.

“Hmm?”

When this change occurred, the Meng family’s second young master, who was standing with his hands behind his back in the field, seemed to notice something wrong. His footsteps stopped, and the greed and jealousy on his face slowly disappeared. He raised his head somewhat confusedly and looked at the deep night sky.

“Yin and Yang sprinkle and nurture, the hundred meridians harmonize and flourish, all evils return to fate, and ten thousand generals follow the form.”

At the same time, in a southeasterly position, Miss White Wine, wearing a white dress, slowly raised her slender jade hand with a jade bracelet on it while calculating. A hint of cold mockery also seemed to flash across her cold face.

“You were already dead, so why bother coming to the Yang world to manifest?”

The next moment, she pulled out a light white gauze from the sleeve of her other hand and waved it into the air. The white gauze suddenly spread out quickly.

In the entire forest, the crisscrossing red threads were all gently touched at this moment, and the white gauze followed the direction of the red threads and spread rapidly, covering all lines of sight and cutting off all senses in an instant.

And in the position where Hu Ma was now, he suddenly felt as if eerie and ethereal mists were suddenly emerging from the ground in all directions, rising continuously until they covered most of the sky. Accompanied by the night, he didn’t know where he was.

“What is this?”

When these changes occurred, even the Meng family’s second young master on the opposite side switched his expression to one of angry hatred, somewhat terrified and with some unfathomable confusion.

He was originally the center of the entire world when he invited the Ancestral Founder down, but at this time, he seemed to have fallen into deep chaos.

……

……

“They’re all showing their true skills…”

As Hu Ma felt the appearance of three different kinds of nearly earth-shattering magical arts from three different directions, his heart contracted excitedly. The earlier pressure instantly dissipated. He even looked at his front with a sneer.

Not looking at the Meng family’s second young master, but looking at the thing he had invited down, the hatred surging in his heart finally had a chance to vent. He gritted his teeth slightly: “Since you’ve come down…”

“…then you might as well take a knife with you!”

(End of this chapter)