Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
âSince your village was built, many strange things have happened in Wutai Mountain. You might be secretly worshipping someone and asking him to do bad things for you!â
The cowherd was furious. If Jiang Ming had not stopped him, he would have been beaten up by the old woman.
âStop talking nonsense. I didnât even know about this. Besides, Wutai Mountain might not have been good in the first place. Donât blame the village for this.â
âThatâs what everyone says.â The old woman held her breath and blurted everything out. âDonât blame me for saying this! In the dead of night, a demon vill appear in your place. The demons have already eaten many people here. Otherwise, why would there only be people from your village? Whatever! Iâm leaving too. If that demon hears me, Iâll lose my life. I donât have the resources to move out.â
With that, the old woman turned around and was about to leave.
Jiang Ming quickly stopped him.
âIs what you said true?â
âOf course, itâs true. If you donât believe me, you can ask this boy. Heâs pretending to be nice to you. Donât be fooled by him.â
The cowherd could not hit the old woman. He could only threaten her verbally. âIf you continue to talk nonsense, Iâll make sure you regret it.â
His voice was extremely loud. It alerted Sikong Wuyuan and Yuan Hehe.
The two of them quickly came over and asked about what had happened in detail.
âWhy did you guys suddenly start arguing?â
They thought that Jiang Ming had an argument with the cowherd, but after asking, they found out that someone else had an argument with the cowherd.
When the old woman saw that everyone was there, she thought that they were all going to hurt her, so she left in a hurry and did not let Jiang Ming continue asking.
Seeing that she had left, Jiang Ming told Sikong Wuyuan and Yuan Hehe everything that the old woman had told him.
The two of them fell silent and shook their heads. âIf the cowherd was a bad person, we wouldnât have been saved.â
âThatâs right! Thatâs right!â
The cowherd agreed. Then he gritted his teeth and said, âDonât let me see that old woman again. Otherwise, Iâll pull out her tongue.â
Jiang Ming felt that something was amiss.
If a person said all this, it meant that there was a reason. Perhaps there was really a terrifying demon hidden in the village.
However, the villagers did not know about it.
Just as he was thinking about this, the stall ownerâs hand suddenly trembled, and everything in the cart fell out.
It was a bunch of mangoes.
Jiang Ming saw this and went forward to help the stall owner pick them up.
The stall owner thanked him as he picked them up.
When Jiang Ming put the last mango on the cart, he saw the mark on the stall ownerâs arm.
It was the mark of a monster with blood-like scratches on it.
Jiang Ming was stunned.
Was this a coincidence?
As soon as the old woman finished speaking, he saw this mark.
Sikong Wuyuan and Yuan Hehe also saw the mark clearly. They were stunned for a moment. Then, they asked, âSir, did you go and get a tattoo?â
âWhat nonsense are you talking about?â The stall owner panicked when he heard this. âWhat tattoo? What did you see?â
His reaction was too strange.
Jiang Ming pulled Yuan Hehe away and said, âIâm sorry. We misunderstood. Please leave. We have nothing else to ask.â
The stall owner heaved a sigh of relief and nodded. He pulled his cart forward to look for a spot to park in.
When he walked, Jiang Ming noticed that he was like a cowherd. His feet were a little injured. He could not help but think about it. Then, he pulled the stall owner and asked, âAre you from the same village as the cowherd?â
He did not specify which village the cowherd was from. He felt that the stall owner should know. After all, there was only one village nearby. As expected, the stall owner nodded. âl am indeed from that village.â âl have a few questions,â Jiang Ming casually said.
âWhy are you so curious about whether weâre from the same village?â The cowherd asked Jiang Ming.
âItâs nothing. Itâs just that your feet donât seem to be in good condition.â
Jiang Ming glanced at the cowherdâs feet.
He smiled bitterly and said, âIt was really a tragedy. One day, for some reason, the people in our village were all crippled. However, it was nothing serious. It just couldnât be cured.â
Jiang Ming nodded thoughtfully.
He felt that there was no need to ask about Wutai Mountain anymore. Perhaps he would know when he went out at midnight.
With this thought in mind, Jiang Ming brought Sikong Wuyuan and Yuan Hehe to buy some things.
After a while, they were all carrying bags.
âWe wonât be able to finish these things in a year,â the cowherd said enviously.
âThen you can eat for a year.â
Jiang Ming smiled.
âWhat do you mean?â The cowherd was pleasantly surprised.
âWe canât eat much. The rest is naturally yours. We canât take it away,â Sikong Wuyuan said.
The cowherd was instantly grateful. âThank you so much. If it werenât for you, we would have starved to death. You are really our benefactors.â
âDonât be like this. You saved us too. Itâs the same.â
As they were walking forward, a horse suddenly charged straight at them from behind.
As they had their backs to the horse, they did not know what was going on behind them. It was a stall shouting from the side.
âThe big thing is here! Run!â n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Only then did Jiang Ming respond. He turned around and realized that the horse did not leave. He put down his bags and raised his hand to block it with a barrier.
The horse fell to the ground. Jiang Ming went forward to check curiously. The horse suddenly stood up and pressed its body against Jiang Ming.
He simply lifted the horse up. As there were stall owners around, he could not throw the horse out, so he pressed the horseâs acupuncture points. The horse could not move, so Jiang Ming placed it on the ground.
Sikong Wuyuan and Yuan Hehe frowned.
Whose horse was this? Why did not they look after their horse?
Unexpectedly, no one came over. The cowherd was afraid.
âLetâs go. The horse canât move. It wonât be able to come out again.â
Unexpectedly, just as he took a step, the horse automatically recovered and rushed toward Jiang Ming and the others.
Jiang Ming was annoyed. He simply jumped into the air and quickly released a barrier around him to block the horseâs path.
The horse neighed and breathed fire. The flames spread to Jiang Mings surroundings.
Jiang Ming raised his hand to absorb the flames and threw them onto the horse.
Sikong Wuyuanâs heart skipped a beat. âThereâs something strange about this fire. Itâs best not to have anything to do with it..â